Fucking the Librarian with a Broom - Sex Stories

Fucking the Librarian with a Broom

... and slid inside those too, feeling a small patch of short cut pubic hair and long stubble around it until I finally reached her wet, hot epicentre. Her outer labia were big and puffy, entirely covering her inner labia, so when I slipped my middle finger into her slit, I immediately felt wetness and soon hit her clit. She gasped, and backed into the bookshelf, looking at me wide-eyed and horny. I could feel her breath on my face as I looked into her eyes, my finger rubbing her clit fast and hard. "Oh my god," she said, looking around. "What if somebody sees us?" I smiled without stopping the treatment of her little wet cherry. "Well, then they know their librarian likes to get wanked off by a lezzie porn writer behind the bookshelves." She gasped again. "Oh god," she repeated herself, "come on, let's go... let's go somewhere private. I've got an idea." I pulled my hand back and she ushered me to a small, discrete door at the backside of the library, glancing left and right and almost walking on her toes as she went, while I sucked on my finger, acquiring her taste. When she unlocked it and hurried me inside, I could see why she thought it was private. "A broom closet?" I asked, laughing as I looked around in the cramped space full of shelves, cardboard boxes and cleaning utensils. She blushed and stood by the door, almost ashamed. "Mmmh, very well then," I said. "Undress." Novella opened her mouth as if to say something, but then thought better of it. She carefully placed the ...

... disks on a shelf and then pulled her sweater over her head. Underneath, she wore a plain, white bra which held some nice-sized, full breasts in place. They were larger than mine, maybe a C-cup, and the bra seemed to be a few sizes too small for them, squeezing them into a tight cleavage. "Go on," I said, watching her. Hesitantly, she pushed down her tights. Her legs were just as I imagined them, thick and broad, with wide thighs and a nice, supersized ass. She had a definite, distinct pear-shaped body. "Well, go on," I said as she stepped out of the pants, "do you want to make me wait?" She paused, staring at me with a mixture of fear, curiousity and arousal, then slid down her panties. I found her choice interesting, as most women would open their bras first, but I enjoyed the sight of a pussy I had just felt a little earlier. Her pubes were black and short, and shaved into a little drop above her puffy labia. She must be a lazy shaver, as all around them, stubble had grown back in, giving her pelvis a dark hue and me a good idea how far her pubic hair would spread. I walked up towards her, her eyes following my every move behind her glasses. When I got closer, my hands ran down her sides once more, while my body rubbed gently against hers. Her naked skin began to crawl under my fingertips and I slowly bent down, kissing her chest. Suddenly, with a quick movement, my hands came back up and pulled down her bra hard. Instantly, her tits fell out, released of their constraints, ...