[F] The creep at the library

I was sitting at the library, minding my own business…

I had my books open and was completing a math assignment. I took a minute to collect my thoughts. I hardly noticed someone enter the room.

I close my eyes and took a big stretch when I hit something with my hand. “I’m sorry!” I blurted out.

I turn around, ready to apologize for whacking a random stranger, hoping they realized it was unintentional.

In the dim corner of the library in front of the row of books was a man. I would have apologized then, but that’s when I noticed his fly was undone. It took me a moment to piece it together. The thing I felt on the back of my hand had been warm and hard and a little clammy.

It seems so silly to admit it, but it also didn’t immediately occur to me that his fly was done unintentionally. My first instinct was to look away, embarrassed for him. How embarrassing would it be to have your penis out in the open?

I turned away to avert my gaze, he he rested his big hand on my shoulder and whispered close to my ear in a tender voice “You don’t have to be embarrassed. Go on, look, it’s only natural. I’m not ashamed of my penis.”

He stood there, still touching my shoulder, looking down at me lovingly. He had shoulder length hair and glasses and a five o clock shadow. He was dressed in beige pants and a plaid shirt. He looked like he could be my 10th grade high school teacher.

And in the moment….I wanted to look. Maybe another girl would punched him in the balls and run away, but I just gazed. It was wonderful, to be able to see this man’s organ at such a random time, in such an unusual setting. I noticed his balls drooping down out of his fly. The way his shaft stuck out. The foreskin covering most of his glans. The little pink part and slit peeking out. A few veins on the shaft that looked itself like a beige worm.

There was electricity in the air. I could feel my pussy getting sensitive. I was very aware of my own crotch and how swollen I felt. How I felt a wet patch underneath me.
I continued to just watch with curiosity as his cock became more erect. The library was very calm and quiet. His member jiggled a little bit and twitched. His penis started to point toward the end of the table…and then rise.

Silently, he took my hand like a prince and guided me up out of my chair. He took my pants down and had me step out of them. It was highly dangerous, but I was too turned on to care.

He sat me like that, just my bottom half naked on his lap on a chair. We both had our legs wide open.

“Let me feel your breasts” he said in my ear in a rough whisper. His masculine hands felt my tits. My pussy, glistening and messy slid against the hard surface of his shaft, which poked upward against me. It was a subtle movement. We didn’t move our hips. My nipples were hard and I felt closer and closer to coming.

I heard a grunt behind me. He started nuzzling my neck and nibbling my ears. He made a desperate low whining sound that was incredibly erotic. I noticed the penis between my legs was shiny and and hard. A fair amount of slimy substance leaked out the tip in regular intervals.

Please, he said desperately. Stroke my penis. Touch it gentle. Oh yes, like that…
I finally let myself touch his cock. It felt hot and hard between my fingers. I gingerly pulled at his skin which slid smoothly up and down.

He took one of his hands and found my hard clitoris at the base of his penis shaft. He started stimulating me. I couldn’t last any longer, and I came with my pussy suctioned against him, quivering so close to his own dick.

As I came, my hand instinctively squeezed rapidly around his penis head and I tugged and squeezed with pleasure. He started to come right after I started, with a little grunt, his turgid member launched a stream of white semen into the air. Then an even bigger stream. I kept going, feeling him spend the last of his liquid. I just sat there, him fondling my boobs, riding rolling waves of orgasms admiring the still hard cock, swaying between my legs and leaking fluids.

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