Library Girl - Sex Stories

Library Girl

... the desk, I'll check her in for you right away."

Her. She called the book 'her', which earned Lila another ten points in my eyes.

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Lila made the entry in the paper ledger - her handwriting was calligraphic - then duplicated it in the tablet (well, I guess they should keep up with the times). Then she looked somewhere around my shoulder (probably the closest she could get to a direct stare) and asked in the same soft, even voice:

"Would you like to fuck me too?"

"Wha... Ugh..." I was even more shocked than when I first saw her. To ask such things as casually as if she were asking if I wanted another book...

She smiled. "Most men and some women want it, I learned it long ago. That's why I suggest it to everyone, just to simplify things. So, do you want to fuck me?"

"Um... T-to be h-honest, y-yes..." I felt my dick getting hard, it had its unsolicited opinion on the subject. "Yes, Lila. I want..."

"Perfect," she smiled again, standing up and walking over to me, putting her slender hands on my shoulders.

I pulled her to me and tried to kiss her, but she put her fingers on my lips.

"I don't get those lips-to-lips kisses, sorry. Anywhere else is fine."

And she nudged me gently with her forehead and purred like a cat. I stroked her hair, which was incredibly soft, like cashmere, ran my hands down her back, touched her small, elastic breasts, kissed her neck, shoulders, collarbones, and ears, and began to undress. Lila helped me, unbuttoning my ...

... shirt, unzipping my fly, and taking off my shoes. She definitely didn't stop at half-measures.

She also gently bit my shoulder and scratched my back, her behavior was really very cat-like. I liked it.

Soon she was lying with her breasts on the table, her fine ass up against me, her hair running from the tabletop almost to the floor at her side. She looked over her shoulder and asked:

"Do you want me in the vagina or the anus? I like both, but if you are for the anus, the lubricant is there." She nodded at the bottle on the shelf and chuckled. "Just don't mix it up with the stationery glue, it's on the same shelf."

"Let it be the vagina then," I smirked as well.

I slowly pushed into her - she was tight, but not too much, and extremely wet, so I pushed and pushed without resistance all the way in. Lila let out a deep, long exhalation.

"Just remember, keep quiet in the Library," she whispered. I could clearly hear the capital L in her voice.

"Of course," I whispered back and began to move inside her, gradually speeding up and pushing harder. Lila grabbed the edge of the table with both hands and rocked in sync with my movements, purring and breathing heavily. She was not moaning or crying, just breathing, exhaling with each of my thrusts, and those sharp exhalations were the most arousing things I had ever heard in my life.

I leaned over and kissed her back, running my fingers through her hair. She smelled of old books, the sexiest smell I could imagine. I ...