The Library

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I was in the university’s library using their computer to type up a story I was working on. The place was dead, not a soul in sight, just the way I like it. I was lost in my story when a familiar scent drifted past my nose, one so good I closed my eyes and moaned quietly. When I opened them again, I saw her.

She had strawberry blonde hair done up in a tight bun, held in place by two chopsticks. A loose white blouse and a form fitting black pencil skirt were paired with black back seam stockings and dark purple pumps. She was pushing a cart loaded with books when she turned the corner she glanced my way. That was when I looked into the most beautiful hazel eyes, framed by dark purple oval glasses. In those eyes, I saw only lust.

I pulled away from the computer and followed her, quietly, pretending to look at books on the shelves around me. She kept glancing back over her shoulder smiling. She removed a book from her cart, bending at the waist to put it on the very bottom shelf. I watched as her skirt rode up enough to show lacie stocking tops. I groaned…nearly dropping the book I was pretending to read.

She laughed slightly. The sound of her heels clicking and wheels squeaking resumed as she rounded the next corner. I waited a few moments before following. I rounded the corner and nearly ran into the cart full of books. She was nowhere in site but on the handle bahis firmaları of the cart hung one of her heels. The other was laying on the floor a few steps ahead next to something else dark purple. I crouched down, stunned to find a pair silk boyshorts.

I heard a giggle and looked up in time to watch a stocking clad foot disappear around another shelf. I walked quickly to the corner, and turned to find it empty. A seductive voice called out to me, “Gonna have to do better than that sweetie.” A small giggle punctuates her statement.

I headed in the direction the voice came from and saw one of the chopsticks from her hair. Another giggle broke the silence. “Getting warrrmerrrr.” I made a turn and caught a glimpse of flowing hair. “This way baby.” She teased as I rounded the bookshelf and stumbled on the second chopstick.

She giggled again. “Careful sweetie. Can’t go getting hurt before the fun starts.” I rounded the last corner and saw her. Her hair down, shirt undone revealing a dark purple bra. She smiled, held out her hand and motioned with one finger seductively. “Come and get me baby.” She turned and ran down the aisle. “Dead end darlin’. Now you’re all mine.”

I rounded the last corner and stopped, shocked. The aisle had no way out but the way I came in and she was nowhere in sight. But hanging off one of the books was her purple bra. As I reached kaçak iddaa for it, I heard laughter from behind me.

I turned around and saw her walking towards me, her strawberry hair in long waves around her shoulders…her blouse unbuttoned all the way but still tucked in her skirt. Each step made her large breasts bounce, flashing me a little bit of nipple every time. I got lost in her devilish smile and welcoming eyes.

“You are a hard….” I started to say but she put a finger to my lips and playfully shook her head. She leaned in and whispered in my ear. “This is a library. Please keep your voice down.” She bit my ear and I moaned. She stopped, pulled back, looked me straight in the eye and said with an evil grin. “No noise. You make too much noise, I stop.”

I nodded and quickly bit her neck. She gasped and moaned. I pulled off and whispered, “The same goes for you darlin’.” I picked her up, wrapped her legs around my waist and pushed her against the closest bookshelf. I kissed and bit her lower lip. She whimpered, but not enough to stop.

She pulled my shirt over my head and bit one of my nipples. I groaned with delight. She stopped, smiled at me and shook her finger. Lust was taking over me as I bent down and sucked one of her nipples in my mouth and pinched the other in my fingers. Her hips gyrated against mine but she still wouldn’t make a sound.

I kaçak bahis stopped everything and dropped to my knees. Pushing up her skirt, I attacked her soaking wet pussy. First her clit, just a few flicks with my tongue, but her body twitched. I licked lower, teasing her swollen lips with soft bites. I thrust my tongue in and out as far as it would go. She dropped her weight on my face and started to grind but still no sound. I licked my way back to her clit and sucked it in my mouth. I held it with my teeth and flicked it with my tongue.

She started to breath heavily and grind her hips harder into my face. I felt a hand on the back of my head as the grinding got faster. She started to moan as the orgasm hit and I pulled away quickly. I looked her in the eye, smiled and shook my head. Lust had taken over her. She pushed me to the floor, and easily ripped off my loose fitting pants.

She impaled herself on my cock grinding hard and deep as her nails dug into my chest. I rolled her on her back put her legs on my shoulders and started thrusting as hard as I could. Her pussy started to tighten around my throbbing cock, I could take no more, and neither could she.

Her head rolled back as her orgasm hit hard. She opened her mouth to scream but I covered hers with my own and she screamed into me. I reached my limit and came deep inside her, moaning into her mouth. We laid like that for a minute breathing into one another. I pulled away, keeping eye contact. She smiled that devilish smile and dragged her nails across my back. I moaned. She stop and whispered in my ear, “Ha!”

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