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Library Fuck- by Charlotte
Such wicked, nasty, naughty thoughts come across my mind each time I see those silly, young college boys looking passed me because I seem so very prim and proper. I watch their eyes follow the little cocktease girls through the rows of books, and how it makes the fronts of their jeans bulge when the girls show them a pouty, little smile. Well enough is enough!
I walk back to the table where they are sitting and lay my hand on the shoulder of my prey; he's one of those tall and lean young men, the ones that are notorious for the biggest cocks. I tell him I need his help to move some books for me in the backroom of the library, and I give him my own pouty, little smile.
He follows obediently, never suspecting how wet this librarian's pussy can be, or knowing how my smile has turned to a wicked, hungry grin. Behind us, I close the door and press my back against it. Slowly, I slide the palm of my left hand along my thigh, raising the hem of my skirt to expose my nylons and garter. My right hand reaches up to take off my glasses and toss them aside, and my left hand now slips into my pinned up hair to release a flowing mane of curls.
His eyes never leave my body as I unbutton my blouse and peel it back from my shoulders. I beckon him closer, but don't let him touch just yet. I smile and whisper his name, saying it's my turn to tease his mind and cock. Reaching out, I grab him by the T-shirt and tug him very close to me, his mouth an inch away from mine. My fingertips trail down over his biceps, his forearms, over his wrists and I lock my fingers into his.
My tongue washes over his lips before darting inside; our kisses become more demanding until I push him away, and down. His big, strong hands cup my ass, holding me firmly in place, as I balance on one high heel. He pushes the soaking wet crotch of my panties into my pussy with his tongue; then somehow we have become a tangled, partially-clothed moaning and wiggling 69.
His dick is slick and pink, just how I knew it would be, with the tip already damp as I slip it between my warm, wanton lips. His balls are the size of oranges and press into my nose as I struggle to take his cock length into my throat. I rock back and forth on top of him; hearing, smelling and feeling my pussy squish onto his hungry mouth. We don't stop even when we feel the door trying to push open against us where we lay. I need to cum, and I need it soon; and from the feel of his hands on my shoulderblades, so does he. Instead of being more quiet, we get louder and louder until we can hear voices out in the hallway, and they seem to be cheering us on!
He wraps his arms around my waist and we roll away from the door. His arms still around, with my hair covering my face, I'm suddenly on all 4's and I feel him impale me on that cock that had just been in my throat. The door opens, but we don't care and we start fucking one another more intensely for the audience now present. Nobody attempts to "ssshhhhhh" us as we cum hard together and collapse into a moaning heap of flesh! He feels so warm on top of me, I completely relax and drift off into that dreamy half-sleep I love.
Glancing at my watch as I slowly awaken, I see past closing time for the library and I feel more rested than I have in weeks. I put on just enough of my clothes to cover myself, stop passed my locker to get my purse, but as I walk by the book counter on the way to the door, I glance down at the volunteer sign-up sheet and see it's completely filled now. I giggle seeing all the boys names on the first 24 lines, and that sweetass, hot girl cheerleader on line 25. I think I might just need to work this updated list backwards, starting tomorrow!