Ethan loved the night shift. He loved his job. Some people might think working campus security for a tiny college in the middle of nowhere would suck, but he loved the guys he worked with and the community at the college. And on the weekend? That was the best. That’s when all the good, weird stuff happened. Watching the cameras was hilarious. He had a feeling tonight would be no different and he was ready to have a great shift.
He made his way into the security office and got the rundown for the night from the guy who he was taking over for. Ethan would be the only one on duty tonight, his partner called in sick. Not a big deal, with finals looming over the students’ heads it should be pretty low key. He settled in and started the normal scan. Nothing out of the ordinary. He started the usual paperwork and got into his comfortable routine.
Around 1:30 he got up for his routine cup of coffee. He didn’t care if it tasted good. As long as it had caffeine, it was just what he needed. Sipping from his steaming cup, he stepped back to the cameras and noticed some unusual activity in the library. Lights were off in the building so he couldn’t really tell what was going on. Probably a couple kids trying to cram for finals, but he figured it was probably better to check it out.
The library was right next to the campus security office, so he didn’t even put on his coat to dash over to the building. He scanned his key card and quickly walked into the warm library. The sounds he heard coming from inside were unmistakable and he laughed to himself. Just a Friday night hookup in the stacks. Banging out that finals stress. He contemplated whether he should let them finish or if it would be funny to scare them. He decided that he’d approach quietly and decide once he got eyes on them.
He knew exactly where the camera pointed and silently rounded the corner near where he knew they’d be. But when he peered through a bookshelf to get a better look, he saw the hot librarian who worked there with her dress up, underwear on the floor, and some toy in her hand as she masturbated.
When he saw her lost in sensual abandon he couldn’t control the immediate twitch in his pants. How could he? He’d seen her around campus and knew she was hot, even thought about what she’d look like naked. But this? Holy shit. This was completely next level! He ran a hand over the hard bulge growing in his jeans and watched her, barely daring to breathe too loud in case he ruined his perfect view.
His cock grew rigid as she rubbed her clit and he stroked himself over his pants and listened to her impassioned moans. He wished he could unbuckle his belt, pull down his pants, and get his hand wrapped around his shaft and really start stroking, but there was no way he could do that without making lots of noise. And he didn’t want to risk ruining this hot scene he stumbled into. So he bit his lip and continued to watch her use the toy as he ground his aching erection against the shelf. She sounded so wet.
He saw her grow more frenzied and knew she was going to cum any second now. Her moans grew louder as she lost herself in an orgasm that shook her whole body. He fought to stay quiet while she writhed in uncontrolled bliss. Her release, her audible climax, her needy, wet pussy, and the visible ecstasy on her face made him want to pin her down and fuck her right there. God he was so fucking hard! He pressed his throbbing cock harder against the bookshelf, breathing heavier as he fought his urge to rush over and pound her until he came deep inside of her.
He watched her slide her fingers inside herself and start stroking. She was sexy as fuck. Her moans picked up and he realized she wasn’t done playing. She started to get more into it and he pressed himself harder against the bookshelf, silently matching her rhythm with his thrusts. And then it happened. The radio on his belt hit the shelf and the call button sounded off.
She stopped, gasped, and whipped her head around to see where the sound had come from. She looked terrified, like that cliche of a deer in headlights. He was in shock too. They were both embarrassed and exposed. Her more so than him, so he tried to think of anything to soften his dick before he attempted to handle things professionally.
He called out, “Campus security. Uh, e-everything okay in here?” His voice came out strained and raspy, which wasn’t normal for him. What the fuck. Get it together. He started to come out from behind the shelf.
***
She tried to formulate words. Something. Anything. Only fragments of sounds came out and she was left stammering as the cute campus security guy walked out in front of her. She rearranged her outfit and scrambled to grab her things, but she’d already seen the rock hard outline in his pants as he approached her and her imagination was running wild. She stood with her belongings in her hands and the intention of leaving the situation with at least a little bit of dignity.
“Yes, uh, just leaving. For the weekend.” Was that even a sentence? She wanted to avoid eye contact and run out of the library. Fast. But couldn’t help herself. She looked up into his dark eyes and saw the need in them. He wanted her. He wanted to fuck her. Should she? It was only a matter of time before the moment passed. And this would never happen again. No. Just leave. Go home. Pretend it never happened. Maybe he wouldn’t say anything to anyone and no one would find out. Or maybe he would and she’d get fired. Or she could…
She’d just walked past him when she decided to go for it. She turned abruptly to face him, dropped her things, looked straight into his eyes, and slid her hand over the erection pulsing in his pants. He took her cue and they ravenously kissed, her greedy mouth probing deeply into his with her tongue, needing to explore and taste him. Completely consumed with lust and not wanting to lose the intoxicating moment, she let him back her up against the wall and explore her body with his voracious hands. His right hand quickly found its way under her dress and into the moist folds of her labia, picking up where she had left off. His left hand groped her right breast and roughly palmed the soft flesh. She uttered a lust filled sigh; her body was finally getting the treatment it needed. He knew what he was doing. Thank fucking god.
She widened her stance to make it easier for his fingers to reach further inside of her and gasped when skillfully stroked her g-spot. She let him continue to explore her erogenous zones, happy to let him take control while she worked to undo his belt and free his restrained dick. She couldn’t wait to see what it looked like and to get her hands wrapped around it. She finally popped his button, unzipped his jeans, and pulled them down with his boxers, revealing his surprisingly thick, 7.5 inch penis with pulsating veins and a slight upward curve. He kept his pubes trimmed and his balls were full and taut. She eyed it eagerly. She was going to ride that fucker and wouldn’t stop until he was begging her to get off of him.
***
He detached himself from her luscious body to shimmy out of his pants, thrilled that his dick was finally free. He watched as her eyes brightened with desire when she saw it proudly standing at attention before her. He wanted it inside of her. He wanted to make her moan as he unrelentingly thrust into her. He braced himself as she wrapped most of her hand around the base and slowly stroked up and down. He involuntarily moaned as the motion alleviated the desperate sexual ache that had been building since he saw her masturbating on the floor.
“Fuck yes baby,” he murmured and began to rock his hips, guiding the rhythm as her grip around his member tightened. Their mouths locked again and his hands found their way back to her tits. He grabbed them harder this time and felt her nipples pucker under her dress as he played with them. He really wanted to feel her body without any clothes on.
Gathering as much fabric as he could in their current position, he pulled it upward to reveal more of her body. When it got caught on its way off they shared a laugh, and she finished taking it off herself. While he took off his shirt and stepped out of his shoes she unhooked her white lacy bra to reveal her full nude body. Fuck. Her whole body was perfection, from her gorgeous thick nipples surrounded by small areolas to the slight stubble of her bush to her thick thighs and wide hips. He licked his lips as he looked her up and down before possessively grabbing her by the hips and pulling her to him once more.
Kissing, nipping, and sucking he made his way down her neck to her breasts. How could he resist biting those huge, puffy nipples? They were literally made to be worshipped by his mouth. She moaned as he devoured them and rubbed his cock between the slickness at the apex of her thighs. His hands found her wide ass and gripped her cheeks until it almost hurt. She curved her hips and he felt her guide his dick to her soft, pink, lubricated opening. He knew how wet she was from fingering her before and it felt even better sliding over his reactive tip. He groaned when she slid him back and forth over her wetness, not letting him inside yet.
After a minute of delectable torture he couldn’t stand it anymore and made that first deep thrust into her soaking wet pussy, reveling in the feeling of his cock stretching her tight vagina as she gasped. The tip of his cock grew more sensitive as he continued to drive himself into her, her eyes rolling back in her head, thighs quivering, and tits bouncing uncontrollably.
***
She was getting fucked good and hard. And it felt indescribably sublime. His thick cock stretching and pumping her was euphoric. She squeezed him tight inside her with every thrust and heard him groan in response. Every guy she’d been with loved that, even if it meant sending them over the edge. But she didn’t want to send him over the edge. Not just yet. She knew he’d get tired of standing with her against the wall in a few minutes. And when they took things to the ground she’d get her chance to straddle him and ride him until they were both utterly spent.
She was right. After a few minutes of voracious pounding against the wall he started to slow down. She purred into his ear, “Let’s get a little more comfortable, hmm?” She slid him out of her sopping entrance and eased her way down to the floor. She tilted her head up at him with a look that ached with raw sexual hunger. How could he resist? She knew he wanted to finish as badly as she did. He knelt down with her and before he could make a move, she pushed him onto his back and climbed on top of him.
Positioning his penis so it laid flat against his stomach, she lowered her slippery labia on top of it. She slid herself up and down his rigid cock, indulging in the sensations that emanated from her folds until the nerve endings in her clit radiated excruciating pleasure. She finally steered his erection into her pussy and began to ride him. He panted and moaned, reaching up to play with her tits as she expertly pumped his cock with her vagina in a perfect, bouncing pace. Again and again, she tightened herself around him as she sunk him deep inside and released as she eased herself back up his shaft. Then she stopped the up and down motion and kept him in as far as he could reach, pressing down and grinding her clit against his pubic bone. His breathing grew ragged and she knew he wouldn’t last much longer.
As she continued that unrelenting pressure, she felt her own orgasm beginning. The sensation of his cock filling her pussy and her weight against his pelvis applying pressure to her clit sent shockwaves of pleasure rolling through her body. Her back arched, muscles tensed, and moans echoed throughout the stillness of the library as she built up to a rapturous climax. The dizzying release was exquisite as she breathed deeply in recovery.
She looked down and saw that he was barely holding on, and she was actually impressed that he hadn’t cum already. Maybe she’d just been with too many guys who were bad at sex. It probably wouldn’t take much more for him to get there though. She slowly picked up speed again.
“How’s that feel baby?”
“Don’t stop,” he panted.
She continued to fuck him and he clutched her hips tight while he matched and eventually overtook her speed. She recognized the frenetic bucking of his hips and his strained breathing. He was going to cum.
“I want you to cum for me now,” she ordered.
“Fuck,” he moaned in response, and she felt him pound himself as deeply as he could inside her, shooting his hot, sticky load of cum into her pussy. She continued riding him and she felt him shuddering, almost whimpering underneath her. He gripped her body to his and tried to steady his spasms. She leaned down to kiss him, pressed her body fully against his, and finally released his deflating cock. She smiled, pleased with herself, while he laid there breathless.
Working late was suddenly about to get much more interesting.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/kvljb1/end_of_the_day_part_2_masturbation_female_written
I know a lot of you were looking forward to part 2. Here’s the much longer follow up.
First installment linked below.
[Part 1 Here!](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ktjo68/end_of_the_day_part_1_masturbation_female_written/)