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The Library
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I went to the library on Sunday. Pretty quiet. Not too many kids. Wish parents would better control their children in public places.
Walked to the fiction area and began to scan the titles. I started on the top row standing and soon was on the bottom shelve, kneeling.
Feeling a presence, I turned my head to see a pair of parted smooth legs. There was enough light to see that she was shaved and not trimmed. Looking up, I was greeted by a pair of firm breasts, trying to break out of a tube top. Her nipples were large and very inviting. Then I saw her smile. She was smiling right at me.
She was crouching and when she saw my eyes, she leaned back onto her hands. Her shorts, fell back to reveal herself. I looked around, making sure that no one else was nearby. Then she leaned forward. She unzipped her back-pack and removed a plastic bag. She pulled a strawberry from the bag and showed it to me. She shoved her backpack under herself and sat down.
Again she smiled as she parted her legs and put the strawberry against her lips. Mesmerized, I watched as she slowly pushed the strawberry past her lips and almost orgasmed as I saw the fruit disappear inside her. She twisted and palmed her nipples as I looked on. After what seemed like an hour of hot foreplay, she spread her lips with her fingers.
I could see her love button and just below it, the red top of the fruit. I stared as the fruit slowly moved out of her. “Take it,” she whispered. As I placed my hand under her, the fruit fell out. "Take a bite." The strawberry was covered by her sweet cream, which made the fruit taste, heavenly.
"Feed me the rest," she ordered. I took what was left of it and passed it to her full lips. She sucked the berry out of my fingers. By this time I had forgotten what I was looking for in the way of reading material. And I was quite wet. Not just a little wet. But I could feel my juices flowing out of me and down my legs.
"Look at me," she ordered. I looked as she slipped three fingers into herself. Out came her cream covered fingers. "Do you want to taste my fingers?" She asked. I said, "Sure." "That's not a good enough answer," she said. "Yes, I would love to taste your fingers." "You did not use the special word, did you?" she added. "Please, may I taste your fingers?" I asked. Now I was hotter than a pizza oven in August. "Suck my fingers clean. And do it on your knees. I want you to be on your knees when you lick my fingers, dry." Something came over me as I got on my hands and knees and moved to her. I was so turned on, that I did not care if we were caught. As I continued to suck and lick her fingers, a massive orgasm consumed me. "Girl, would you like to come home with me?" "Please, yes please," I begged.
She looked at me with a devilish smile.
Before we leave, I want you to take unbutton your shirt.
I began to unbutton it but I guess I was not doing it fast enough, because she reached over and ripped my shirt open.
The buttons flew everywhere.
"Now unhook your bra."
I unhooked the front and my breasts felt the cool air.
My nipples did what they normally do and got hard.
The tails of my shirt were pulled out of my pants.
And my boobs were quite exposed.
"Now pinch your nipples with your finger nails."
I did and I felt the familiar wetness seep out from my lips.
"That's not hard enough."
She reached over, pinched and twisted my nipples.
I thought she was going to rip them off my breasts because she pulled so hard.
There was more pleasure than pain so I moaned.
I guess I moaned a little too loudly because we both looked up to see a library employee standing in front of us.
The employee quietly said something about watching us and getting so turned on that she was wet.
She added that if we could wait for her, her shift ended in ten minutes and she would love to come and share the fruit.
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Posted on : Sep 10, 2012
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