Meeting Tina - Sex Stories

Meeting Tina

Chapter One I was talking to my American friend Anne online. We had met three years ago on-line and had corresponded (if you can call mutual masturbation sessions correspondence?) ever since. The things we had been discussing had got me so aroused; that when she suggested we watch a horny video together, I jumped at the chance enthusiastically. Both Anne and I are bisexual, she is a very slim and busty thirty two year old, who is married to a sixty year old man and I am a twenty year old student in my second year of university. I have been having sex with girls for many years and had developed an even stronger interest in girls and ladies over the last two years due to my dissatisfaction with the sex life I shared with my boyfriend. Anyway back to the events of today. Our conversation continued, we were discussing our mutual interest online. The subject inevitably, was about lesbian porn and how much we enjoyed it. “Hey, Jay. I found an amazingly sexy video on Xhamster earlier this morning, oh gawd, it made me so wet. I had to do some errands then, so I couldn’t do anything about it. Would you like to watch it with me now? Maybe we could talk to each other as we watch and maybe play with our pussies while we do? It’s about fifteen minutes long so it won’t take too much of your time.” “Oh god, yessss that would be so amazing, I’m not due in class for about an hour. There is only one problem though,” I replied. “What’s that then, Jay. Don’t you want to?” “Ohhh yes, I really ...

... do. But right now I’m sat in the library at Uni, it might be a bit difficult to do it here, there are a few people about.” “Awwww nooo, I was really looking forward to us both having a nice rub and maybe even cumming together,” she responded, her disappointment obvious. “Ah, hold on a minute Anne. A group has just left a table free in the corner across from me. Let me just move my stuff to that table. Give me a minute hun.” I closed my laptop and picked up my notebook and work folder from the table and moved them across the room to the newly vacated table. The table occupied one corner of this part of the newly opened library. It was fairly private and could only be approached in two ways. One was directly from the main part of the library. The second; but less likely approach, would be from around the narrow gap between a row of bookshelves and the wall. The reference books on this stretch of shelves were all geology based. Not a particularly popular subject at our Uni. As the table was in a corner; two of the sides surrounding it were blank walls with a small window that overlooked the quadrangle outside. So I couldn’t be seen from out there. I settled myself at the table and re-opened my laptop and placed my books in a convenient place beside it. I made myself comfortable in the leather-look tub chair and stole a quick look around me. Yes, my new place was private enough for what I hoped would be a stimulating quarter of an hour. Satisfied that I wasn’t overlooked and could ...