Continuation of [The Library](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6myz16/the_library/) and [The Library Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6o6grt/the_library_part_2_mf/)
James drove to the mall with the windows down and the radio off. It was almost three, so the parking lot was nearly empty and he found a spot almost next to the entrance. The sun beat down cheerfully over the concrete and empty cars James made his way to the door. He walked inside the cool building and headed to one of the many outlet stores that hung out in packs at the end of the wings of the mall. There were not many people there at this time of day, and the few that were stayed inside each store before hurrying quickly to the next one, like bees hopping between flowers.
James slipped inside one of the stores that seemed to sell pants he might actually buy, and headed to the men’s section. The racks of folded jeans greeted him in the back of the empty store. The only other person that James could see was the clerk at the counter, who was currently reading a magazine and chewing loudly on some bubble gum, oblivious to the world. He turned back to the jeans and spent a few moments trying to pick out a pair before he felt a hand grab his ass from behind and a familiar voice in his ear.
“Hey sexy.” Sara whispered, “I think those would look good on you.” One of her hands slid around his waist and tugged at his belt, “I think they would look better off you though.”
“Oh yeah?” James whispered back, reaching up and running a hand through her hair as she began to unbuckle his belt, “We should find a dressing room and test this theory.”
“I think that is a very good idea.” She said, nuzzling his neck, “Why are you at the mall? You’re distracting me.” She licked the little hollow of his collarbone and James felt all the little hairs on his body stand up.
“I need pants.” He managed to whisper as he turned around and pushed her into a nearby dressing room, glancing at the clerk who was still absorbed into her magazine, and closing the door behind him. Even before he had the latch closed and locked, Sara was already on her knees, hungrily pulling out his cock. She looked up and winked at him. Her tongue slowly ran from his balls up to the head, stopping to engulf just the top in her lips, before licking the full length over and over until James was as hard as steel. He put his hands on the back of her head and thrust into her warm mouth a few times to cover his dick in her saliva.
Sara pulled her head back and gasped, coughing and smiling. “Thanks for the help.” She said, grabbing his dick in one hand, “Now I want you to fuck me with it.” She stood up, turned around, and pulled the yoga pants she had been wearing down to her ankles. James pulled her close, and slid one hand over her stomach to her clit, and the other to the swelling lips of her pussy, grinding his hard cock over her back and ass.
“Oh James.” Sara moaned softly as she bent over more, putting her hands on the bench in the back of the fitting room. His fingers began to flick her clit faster and a little harder. A few other fingers began to slide in and out of her pussy in time to his dick rubbing her backside.
“Please James, fuck me.” She whispered, “I need your dick.”
He grinned and put one hand on her hip, using the other to glide the head of his dick over her wet slit. “How bad do you want it?” He said, almost sliding the head inside, but just playing on the edges of her pussy. “Tell me.”
“I want you so bad James. Fuck me, fuck me!” She half screamed.
He thrust into her, almost clapping his balls against her clit in the first stroke. Sara gasped and her skin flushed as James began to move his hips back and forth slowly behind her, letting each stroke fill her up gradually before pulling it nearly all the way out and thrusting again, a little harder and a little faster each time. James could feel her walls constrict and loosen at the same time around his dick when he went into her. He sped up, fucking Sara until he could feel her wetness running down his legs and drip off his balls. He reached over her arching back and grabbed her ponytail, pulling her head back further and kissing her neck and shoulders while still thrusting into her as fast as he could. His other hand went up her shirt and under her bra to her nipples, hard as little pebbles, and pinched them between his fingers.
“Oh fuck yes, fuck!” Sara moaned in a loud whisper, “Fuck me baby, don’t ever stop, fill me up with that dick!”
James thrust inside her again and again as she moaned his name to the ceiling, begging him to keep going. It was then he felt his orgasm begin to build between his legs, rising up to the top of his head like a great wave.
“Fuck Sara, I’m going to cum!” He said hoarsely, thrusting into her as deep as he could before he let loose, his cum filling her pussy, spilling out the sides as his cock pulsed quickly with his heartbeat. He slowly pulled it out and turned Sara around.
“You haven’t cum yet, have you?” He asked, sitting her down on the bench and getting onto his knees.
“No.” She whispered, pulling his head between her legs and leaning her head back, “But I have a feeling you’re going to correct that.”
James licked the outer edges of Sara’s throbbing pussy, tasting the salty mixture of both of them running out of her. He ran his tongue along the inside, lapping her up into his mouth, one moment quickly and the next slowly and gently. Sara moaned her encouragement. James moved to her quivering clit, licking it slowly, letting his tongue press into it before flicking off, over and over until he felt her breathing get quicker and her legs start to shake. He put his lips over the little nub of flesh and sucked gently, still running his tongue over it faster and faster. Two of his fingers slid inside her, in and out, in rhythm with his licking.
“Yes James! Just a little more!” Sara moaned, pushing his face deeper between her legs, pulling his hair. His tongue and his fingers were relentless. He felt her thighs clamp around his face and her hips begin to gyrate on his mouth and fingers.
“I’m cumming!” Sara screamed, her entire body shaking, “Fuck yes! I’m cumming!” She twisted and bucked on the dressing room bench, but James held her down until she was forcing him off her, begging him to stop. She laid down on the bench, breathing hard and smiling at him widely.
“That was the best one yet.” She whispered.
“Really?” James said, grinning back.
There was a knock on the door.
“Hey lady, are you ok in there? I thought I heard screaming.” The clerk’s voice floated through the room.
“I’m fine.” Sara said, staring at James, “I just found something I really really like.”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6wpfse/the_mall_mf