The library is always quiet early in the day. Most people are at work, kids aren’t out of school yet. It’s a great place to go get some work done. At least, that is what I thought when I first started going to the library to get some work done before my night classes. I would go toward the back of the library, find a desk, and work. During breaks, I would get up and browse the stacks, wandering through book case after book case. The first morning I was there I saw the sexiest woman, just my type. She was petit with dark hair flowing past her shoulders. She was wearing a black blazer with a matching black mini-skirt. She was so fucking hot, and definitely in the age-range of my fantasies, 45-50. We made eye contact, she smiled, looked down, and kept walking.
I couldn’t get my mind off of her the rest of the day but didn’t see her again. When I showed up to the library the next morning, I was hoping that I would see her again. I know nothing would ever come of it, but there’s nothing wrong with looking and fantasizing. I went to the same desk and sure enough, across the room, she was sitting there. She was not dressed as fancily today. In place of her black skirt was a denim one, and instead of a blazer was a blue tshirt representing the local college. The college I went to.
I saw her get up to go back into the bookcases, so I nonchalantly did the same. As I made my way toward the row she was in, I got a bit nervous. We made eye-contact again and smiled. This time, I broke the silence.
“I like your shirt. That’s where I go,” I said.
“Thank you,” she said with a sly smile. “You’re a cute young man.”
“Thank you,” I said and looked toward the book case. She turned her back to me and started looking for a book. I looked over my shoulder at her and as she bent down, I got a look at her ass in that tight denim skirt. She started to stand back up and I quickly turned back around. I put my nose in a book when she looked over my shoulder at what I was reading.
“You know, it’s not polite to stare. Especially at your elders,” she said with the same smile on her face.
“I…I wasn’t…,” I stammered.
“Of course you were. You’re holding the book upside down. Plus, my ass looks amazing in this skirt,” she said as she placed a hand on my lower back. I had no idea what to say, so I just stammered like an idiot.
“Well, don’t just be silent. You can agree with me,” she said as she started to move her hand from my back around the front. By this point, a bulge started to form in my jeans. Her hand move to my crotch. I turned completely around to face her, pushing my back up against the book case.
“We can’t do this. I don’t know you and we are in a library,” I whispered quite aggressively.
“You know as well as I do that nobody comes back here this time of day. We can do whatever we want,” she responded as she moved her hands to my belt buckle. Leaning my hands against the shelf, I didn’t know what to do beside let her do her thing. She undid my belt, opened my button, and slid my zipper down. She reached her hand in my pants, caressing my cock through my boxers.
“God, we would have tried this yesterday if I knew how hung you were,” she whispered into my ear. I knew I was a decent size, but I didn’t expect to impress this milf in that way. She started to slide her hand back and forth, massaging my member through the thin cotton underwear that was covering it.
“You know, this could be a two-way street,” she whispered. I looked at her with a stupid look on my face. She took her hand out of my pants, grabbed me by the wrist, and brought my hand to the bottom of her skirt. I started to stroke her inner thigh as she moved her hand back into my pants. I figured since she went right toward playing with my dick, I should return the favor. I moved up her leg and started to rub her vulva through her silk panties. As I did that, she leaned in and kissed my lips, firm but not aggressive. I closed my eyes as we began to make out. She pressed her body up against my own, her big, perky tits slammed up against my chest as she moved her tongue into my mouth.
I moaned just a bit as I slid her panties to the side. I felt her quiver as a moved my finger to her pussy. She was quite wet, and clearly turned on, as she stopped kissing me and arched back a bit as I gently parted her pussy lips with my index finger. She used both of her hands to pull my jeans down a bit and fully expose my dick. With my pants down and my dick out, she used one hand to keep stroking my cock as she cupped my balls with the other. I moved my hand out of her panties and reached both hands around to her ass, essentially hiking her skirt up around her waist. Her ass was absolutely amazing as I held onto it while she kept stroking me off. I played with her tong as I massaged her ass, slowly but surely moving it down off of her. I let it fall down to the floor and hiked her skirt up more before moving back to her pussy.
“You have my cunt so fucking wet right now, and I don’t even know your name,” she panted to me.
“I’m Mike,” I whispered in her ear as I slid my finger deeper in her pussy.
“I’m Angela. Nice to meet you Mike,” she said right before gently nibbling on my ear. I pulled her skirt up almost as high as I could, fully exposing the bottom half of her body. Feeling a bit bold, I dropped down to my knees and moved my face toward her pussy. She ran her fingers through my hair as I started to tease her pussy with my tongue. First I ran my tongue along it’s length, but as I felt her breathing increase in pace ,I focused my attention on her clit. She dug her fingers so hard into my head that it almost hurt, but I didn’t care one bit. She started to shake as she pulled me back up to her.
She began to kiss e again, tasting herself on my tongue. I pulled her in, grabbing her ass and rubbing my hard cock up against the pussy I was just eating. She started to grind on me and I unhooked her bra. Her top was cut low enough that when her bra was unhooked, I could see her amazing, pierced nipples.
“Do you want to fuck me” she asked, turning us around so that her back was to the book shelf. I just nodded as if to say “fuck yes.” She wrapped her hands around my neck, leaned back up on the book shelf, and opened herself up to me.
I reached down, grabbed my dick, and gently pressed the head up to her pussy.
“Fuck me,” she whispered. I obliged of course and plunged my dick inside of her. It felt so fucking good to have my cock inside her, mature, wet cunt. I put my hands around her waist and started to thrust deep inside of her. She tightened her grip around me, bouncing up and down on my dick as we shook the book shelf behind her.
“Oh fuck yeah,” I moaned as she arched her back, giving me a good view of her tits, which had now bounced out of her low cut shirt. I buried my face between her boobs as I increased the pace with which my cock entered her. I heard her moan and felt her fingernails dig into me as I filled her cunt.
“Fuck me doggy,” she moaned. I stopped thrusting and helped her turn around. She slightly bent forward, exposing her ass and pussy lips. I wanted to slide myself inside her tight asshole so bad, but her pussy was just as inviting. I slid myself inside her, then grabbed her by the waist and started to fuck her nice and hard from behind. She braced herself on the books and backed into me, pounding her ass into me as she took every inch of my dick. I could feel the cum building up in my balls as I slammed into her cunt.
“Give me your fucking cum Mike. I want to swallow your load right her in the library,” she panted. I pulled out of her and she turned and dropped to her knees. Taking my cock in her mouth, she milked several ropes of warm cum right in her mouth. My legs shook and my hips buckled as I blew my load in this sexy MILFs mouth. She took it like such a filthy fucking whore.
“Oh, my god,” I sighed, my cock still hard and exposed in the book case. Angela stood up and pulled her panties up.
“Not bad for a young guy,” she chuckled. “I think we can make a habit out of this”
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