Desperate In The Library - Sex Stories

Desperate In The Library

... She closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh as her body continued its release. The liquid created a pool of warmth between her legs with little rivulets winding their way down around her bare ass and thighs. It was an oddly comforting sensation, and she felt herself melting further and further into the cushion. The warmth seemed to soothe her tired muscles and caress her skin all at once, making it feel like the golden elixir was washing away the remaining stress and fatigue in her body.

Bethany was surprised to feel a warmth starting to build in her core as the last little remnants of pee dribbled out into the puddle between her legs. At first, she thought it must just be from the physical release and warmth, but soon she recognized the familiar flutter of arousal growing inside her.

The velvety fabric, now soaked with her piss, pressed against her bare skin, creating a decadent sensation. She tested it out, shifting slightly in the wetness, feeling her bare lips glide against the sodden cushion. The friction sent little jolts of pleasure through her body.

“Ok Beth…you…probably should get up now,” she advised herself, somewhat breathlessly, even as she unconsciously started grinding her hips into the soaked fabric.

She started slowly, moving her hips in a circular motion, letting out soft moans as the warm wetness caressed her skin. The soaked velvet cushion provided the perfect glide for her movements. She was shocked at how good it felt, how the wet slippery ...

... chair seemed to mold to the shape of her body.

Bethany knew she should stop. Get up, get her pants on, and make her way out of this godforsaken maze that calls itself a library. But something kept her rooted to the spot. A primal need, a need she hadn’t realized even existed until now, suddenly made itself known.

She started moving more vigorously, bucking her hips against the delicious friction. Her breath grew ragged, punctuated by throaty moans. Each thrust forward of her ass made a squelching sound as it pushed through the wet fabric, creating small ripples in its wake before settling back into its original shape. The vulgar sounds only made her more turned on and her movements grew faster and more urgent. She pressed her heated core hard against the soaked velvet, hips gyrating uncontrollably now.

“Oh fuck...” she whimpered, pleasure coiling tight inside her. She ground down hard, rutting against the cushion like an animal in heat, any shred of decency forgotten. Her moans turned to cries of ecstasy as her orgasm exploded through her body in waves of pure bliss.

Bethany let out a long moan that echoed throughout the forgotten corner of the forgotten room as spasms rocked through her core, her hips bucking wildly as another wave rippled through her body.

As Bethany's cries gradually died down, reality slowly started to creep back into her consciousness. Her breath still coming in ragged gasps, she stared blankly at the decrepit wood-paneled wall in front of ...