It's late on a dreary Tuesday night, outside torrential rain is
punishing the streets, and a cold wind draws me into the
university library. I step into the huge, high ceilinged building
that stretches a quarter of the way across one side of the
campus. The light inside is soft, just right for reading, and the
room is quiet and empty, except for the young librarian behind
the counter, she barely glances up as I walk in, and carries on
listening to her IPod, her eyes closed as she sways gently to the
I shake the water from my coat and arrange it over the back of a
padded chair. The library, although large is warm and calm; a
world away from the blustering weather of the outside.
I look around, you are sitting reading at the back of the room,
you have been studying hard from a huge, heavy book, and I notice
you immediately as I sit down with a volume of my own. You are
wearing a tight black blouse, buttoned high, but bursting at the
seams. I can just make out a knee length, black skirt, and black
high heels with straps that show off your delicate feet and
painted toenails. Your dark brown hair is up, bunched up at the
back, showing off the nape of your neck. You sit with your legs
cross, showing off a glimpse your smooth, creamy thighs that are
erotically encased in black stockings. I can't take my eyes off
of you as I pretend to read from the next table. I have the large
volume in my hand; broad and stiff, and although I open the book
I am unable to read as I am captivated by you.
I sense you have not noticed me, as you are engrossed in your
work. Your bright green eyes flicker over the pages, your long
lashes fluttering in concentration. You pause, placing the book
down and you appear to be thinking deeply. I watch as you rise,
and walk out of sight behind a huge shelf of books, your hips
swaying. Naturally I follow you, peeking around the stacks to
watch you reach for another book, only then do I see your eyes
flicker again, this time towards me for a brief second. Just
enough to give away that I have your attention.
I stop toward the end of the aisle, just where the shadow starts,
slowly I reach up to the top shelf and as I do my shirt escapes
from the band of my skirt, showing a glimpse of my hip, tummy and
the curve of my breast as I stretch upwards. Smiling to myself as
I slowly draw out the book I have chosen, I know you've noticed,
I look up, meeting your stare and wink. You look away quickly,
was that a blush? Then unable to stop yourself you look up again.
I know your deep blue eyes are on me I feel them, coveting me. I
turn away taking a few steps, then look back over my shoulder at
you, and crook my finger. I keep walking slowly to the end of the
aisle, making sure you see my ass moving gently, stopping only to
wait as I hear your quickening steps behind me. I turn into a
small darkened passage, and move to sit facing you on a small
table. I undo the top button of my shirt and cross my legs,
causing my skirt to ride up, and show the top of my stockings
again. You round the corner and stop suddenly both to adjust your
eyes to the dimness, and to focus on the invitation before
You move slowly toward me as I continue to undo the buttons
revealing a heaving cleavage, and a red silk demi bra; you think
you can just see the outer rim of my nipples peeking over the top
of the lace. You attempt to speak, but I raise a finger to my
lips and give a slight shake of the head. You instinctively know
that you are not to speak at all: Silence in the library at all
times. This along with the view of my breasts has your blood
rushing, and your head spinning.
As you reach me I have my shirt open, and you can now just see
the dark nipples peeking over the bra, and your own chest heaves.
I reach to grab a hand full of your shirt and shove you down. You
fall to your knees not wanting to displease me. With you kneeling
before me I slide my shiny black stilettos on to your shoulders,
a small smile escapes my lips as the heels dig into you. I have
you now. I know this as you look up with need in your eyes;
pleading to touch me. I open my legs spreading my knees wide
revealing my suspenders and no knickers. I feel rather than hear
the low growl from within your throat, in the dim light you see
the smooth, soft, pink lips of my pussy and smell that first
fragrant waft of feminine lust. You are hesitant, and I smile
grabbing at your sandy hair, and pulling your face toward my
My cheeks burn and my heart races as I kneel there on the cold,
stone floor. I hardly feel the chill as your stilettos perch upon
my shoulders, the aroma of your womanhood intoxicating as you
open your legs to reveal the folds of your elegant pussy. As I
feel your hand rummaging in my hair, I reach up to stroke the
contours of your legs; caressing my hands over your sexy
stockings to the point where they cover your knees, and then up
to where the edges meet the silky flesh of your thighs; dark in
the dim light.
Your luscious thighs, cool on the outside, but as I grasp them my
fingertips feel just how hot they are further in. As you pull my
head towards you, I kiss them gently, pecking and brushing my
lips over your skin. I feel like I am in a dream as you massage
my hair, and I nibble at your inner-thighs, licking gently with
my tongue. Your pussy is so close now I can taste it already.
When I finally reach it I let my mouth slowly trail the centre of
your opening, teasing the slit with the very tip of my tongue,
then I feel you tense slightly as I flick the swollen, hidden nub
that is your clit.
Still running my hands up and down your legs I push forward, you
grasp tighter on my head as my lips press on to your opening. I
kiss, I lick, I suck; gently at first, wanting to tease you, then
harder as I want to taste your nectar. The more I tease, the
wetter your get. Pushing my tongue between your pussy lips I
delve inside, feeling you raise your legs up as I do so, so that
your thigh are against my cheeks. I like that, feeling them
burning with desire as I work between your legs.
My hands travel over your hips, and down to take a hold of the
sides of your arse cheeks, I squeeze them tightly as I nibble and
suck the succulent flesh, deep in the depths of your womanhood.
We are both breathing heavy now as I lick; you reach up to pull
on those gorgeous nipples that have slipped further over the
covering of your bra; hard and erect. After several minutes I
feel you moving, writhing under me as your pussy gets wetter than
ever. As you push my head in as far as you can, you push your
hips up towards me; bucking against my tongue as it fucks your
wet hole. My hands move over you, causing you to shake in
excitement as I rest my palms on your tummy. Your pussy is
throbbing now; pulsing, and my thumb travels down to press on
your clit as I lap at you harder than ever, curling my tongue up
inside you. Up and turning it around in all directions, driving
you wild. You're cumming by then, and I feel it. I build in
speed, and intensity until you start to moan loud, gasping for
breath. I smile as you convulse and taste your juices, expelled
on to my lips. I smile and continue lap at you, as more of your
juices begin to cover my cheeks...
I push your face into my quivering pussy, I shake and moan,
cumming loudly as my fingers curl around your hair. My body
shaking uncontrollably from your touch of your mouth, and the
incessant lapping of your tongue. My body goes ridge, my head
rolls back, my back arches and I howl a silent wail of pleasure
as I cum hard.
As my orgasm takes hold the library vanishes. All that there is,
is you and your magic tongue; exploring deep within me as my body
vibrates from the pleasure. I am finding it hard to catch my
breath as you continue to work my pussy with your mouth.
I lay panting, my heart racing, my breathing erratic, enjoying
the memory of my pulsing clit. I look down at your nectar smeared
face, shining over your sexy smile, despite the low light. I grab
your shirt again and drag you up towards me. I attack your mouth
with lust, tasting my own sweet juices as I suck on your lips, my
tongue flicking yours as we both burn with passion. I slide off
the table to stand in front of you. Before you are able to grab
me. I turn you around, and force you to sit on the table. Pushing
you back, I unzip you trousers before you know what's happening.
I bite my lip as you look on, powerless as my hand reaches into
your underwear, and starts extracting your stiffened shaft. It
has been hard for a while and is a little slick at the end. I
hold it tight in my fist, feeling the warmth of your dick as the
blood begins to flow faster, hardening your further. I give it a
forceful flick with the back of my hand, smiling at your grimace
as your cock slaps against your flat stomach.
I grab it again, and slap it on and off of your tummy, thumping
the end that reaches almost to your belly button: It's long, it's
thick and very heavy. Just like your balls. My other hand slides
into your underwear beneath your cock. Big and heavy, the way I
like them. You flinch slightly as I squeeze them and continue to
beat your tummy with your own cock. A sliver of pre cum marks
your skin and I lean in to run my tongue over the leakage. This
is too much for you and you lay back awkwardly with a tense sigh,
your head against the wall as I taste you for the first time.
Your cock and balls are smooth as silk topped with a manly bush
of thick hair. It's uncut and my fist pulls your foreskin back
revealing a beautifully rounded, pink head, so enticing that it
just begs to be played with.
I climb onto the table and sit astride you with the tip of your
cock caressing the lips of my pussy; your hands wander to my
full, hanging breasts, cupping them, squeezing them like I did
your balls. My taut nipples graze your palms, and I groan deeply
as you roll them between your thumb and forefinger. You twist
them just enough to take my breath away once more. I raise
myself above you, and see the fierce lust in your eyes as I slip
your engorged head just past my lips and into my waiting wetness.
As I grasp at your shoulders I plunge onto your stiffness with a
loud satisfying cry, pulling out immediately to slam myself back
on to you over and over again. With one arm now at the back of my
head you push your tongue into my mouth in what is a vain effort
to keep us from being found. My capture of your hips and my
constant assault on them has your cock thickening further inside
me as your lips suckle my neck.
As you use my manhood for your own wicked pleasure, I kiss your
neck, and take your earlobe into my mouth. I am thrust my cock up
inside you as you slam back down on to me. My balls bounce up to
smack your bare buttocks as your hips push down to meet mine. You
straighten up, pushing me flat on to the table with your hands.
As my cock becomes evermore ridged you open my shirt with deft
fingers. You run your hands over my bare chest, scratching me
lightly with your nails, then leaning forward as you ride me,
your erect nipples caressing me. I have stopped thrusting now,
and you're sitting flat on my hips, my hard shaft all the way up
in your warm pussy where you are grinding it against your gspot.
You wiggle your hips and grind your arse into me as you slow the
pace down. My hands slide over your thighs again, down to the
tops of your stockings, and then up to your firm buttocks. I
spank them softly as your grinding increases pace. You reach
down, and circle the base of my cock with your thumb and
forefinger, holding it tight, feeling them bush against your clit
as you move. We are both breathing noisily, and I am delirious
with excitement. As you cum again I watch the expression on your
face, one of intense pleasure and emotion as your eyes light up.
You bite your lip, your legs clamping my body tight, your juices
running down my shaft, and I feel that my cock wants to erupt
As your orgasm subsides once more, you slow down again allowing
my cock the fiction it has been enjoying, but not enough to fire
off my load. You lay down on top of me, you mouth working my neck
this time, and pecking at my chest as you crush your breasts up
against me. Your arms are around my neck, I stare up at the old
ceiling; my eyes are rolling as you rock back and forth against
my body, biting my shoulder. I let my hands glide up your back to
the bra strap, finally releasing it so that your breasts are
completely free. Then down, down to your arse where I tease a
finger between your cheeks, and grasp the mounds of flesh as my
cock continues to work your pussy.
The feeling of your hard body beneath me is bliss as my orgasm
ignites a calm within me. I don't want this to end. The burning
heat of your chest is exhilarating against my cheek as your
manhood continues to glide in and out of me. I know you want to
cum, I know you want release. I want you to as well, but I can't
bring myself to allow your cock free while my pussy feels so at
home with you inside me.
Your hands on my bare back, then caressing my ass is heaven,
especially when I feel the tips of your fingers between my legs,
stroking that small, smooth, sensitive place between my holes.
My hands on your chest I rise up once more and start to buck into
you again, but this time with hard, sudden movements that make
you grit your teeth. The end of your dick reaches in as deep as
it will go with every thrust, and I feel the shaft starting to
throb. I know you don't have very long.
I climb off of you, it's my turn to sink to my knees on to the
hard floor, my mouth level with your balls. Your trousers have
long slipped away, and they are just hanging there, inviting me.
Mmm, they are warm and hard too as I suck first one then the
other between my lips, the same way I would suck a piece of
fruit. My hand grabs your cock, neglected at first, standing up
straight, waiting for more attention. It is soaked in my juices,
and I run my palm up and down your shaft, gently rubbing the
sweet lotion into your skin as I notice your tense knuckles,
white from the grip you have on the edge of the table.
After one last long pull on your balls with my mouth, I look up.
There is a look of intense need in your eyes. I take pity,
raising up on my knees just enough to wrap the hang mounds of my
breasts around your erection.
Your mouth on my testicles feel amazing, the tease of your tongue
electric against my skin. Your hand holds me gently but firmly as
you proceed to massage your juices into my cock. The end is
rapidly leaking fluid, dripping down the side, mixing with your
own as your hand works me. My body is starting to shake, my hands
are hurting as I grip the desk, the wood unforgiving against my
I feel you shift upwards and I edge forward, almost falling off
of the desk as you slide my dick up your cleavage. Your beautiful
tits pressed tight around my throbbing man hood I know that this
is it. My vision is blurring, all sounds are gone except for the
soft slap of skin against skin, and finally the pleasure pays
You go ridged, much like I did a few moments ago when your tongue
was inside me, you start to thrust hard into my tits, the swollen
end poking through the top . I pull them even tighter around you,
wanting you to feel everything. My nipples, hard, swollen too,
and almost painful from my arousal, I hold between my fingers,
letting them pull every time you buck into me.
My hand slips down to my dripping pussy as your balls smack
against me, and as my tongue flicks out to meet your thrust, your
penis pulses hard and sudden.
Like the shaft of a volcano erupting on the rocks. Spewing out
and cascading down the steep precipice of your tits, and dripping
from the peeks of your nipples. Your head falls back as the
thick, warm fluid splatters your neck and cleavage, sighing loud
as you bite your lip. Then they are there again, your luscious
lips, folding around the end of my tingling cock, as you draw
more cum from my shaft, this time into your mouth as you milk me
with your fist.
Your other hand is between your legs, doing goodness knows what
to yourself as you suck.
As cum spurts from the end of your engorged cock, I close my
eyes, relishing the warm sprinkles as they gently cover my skin
in a thin, layer of wet, white, salty fluid. I can still feel the
burning shaft of your penis clamped between my breasts, its
pulsing hard, throbbing as it expels more and more of your creamy
goodness. I catch my breath and lean forward so that it starts to
bubble out into my mouth. Gently I tease the remainder by sliding
my lips down your shaft. I grip it tight, trying to wring it out
dry as I slow pace.
My other hand is lightly rubbing my clit, with memories of you
inside me flooding my head.
I stand, shirt still open revealing my reddened chest as I fumble
with the belt on my trousers, my spent penis tucked away, still
quivering after your passionate rampage. I'm tired as I look over
at you, drained by our sexual desires, but inside I am glowing,
my heart still racing. You look as beautiful as ever as I watch
those gorgeous nipples disappear behind the cups of your bra. You
straighten your skirt, and flash me a luscious grin as you turn
away. I watch as your hips sway, your Ass moving sexily as head
back to the main library.
I leave, spent and satisfied, happy in the knowledge that we can
add another chapter to our tale next week, as we have so many