[MF] The librarian and the Egg [Public]

I stumbled across this sub-group a few weeks ago and have become obsessed. I love the stories and it has meant be rekindle a lot of memories. Apologies for any grammer mistakes. Let me know if you want to hear more about these 2 amazing women.

BACKGROUND:

So a little about myself. I come from a small town in the west of Ireland, 6ft and 160lb, fair skinned, dirt blond hair, blue eyes with athletic build and at full mast I measure at around 7 inches. I was 21 years old at this time. I was only in Scotland for the year finishing a masters and was returning to Ireland to my restart my relationship with my Aoife, my kind of ex once I was finished. We broke up the moment I boarded the plane and we hoped to start the moment I arranged. We were realistic about the challenges but that was the aim. I have had 2 serious relationships in my life and it was with these 2 women. Aoife and Emily, but this story is all about Emily.

Emily was a brunette, long hair, similar in looks and frame to Catherine McCormack in Braveheart (The wife that was killed), though Emily was thinner in the face and had smaller boobs, 34b I think. She was 30 and at the time I met her she told me that she was single but I found out the night we hooked up that she was in fact engaged to an American. She had do her doctorate over there and had come back to Scotland for 1 year while she worked out the fiance visa. Every time he called she would tell me its her american gay friend. I never let on I knew until towards the end as it didn’t matter to me.

I had met her by accident on a night out, only finding out later that she worked as a librarian in our college and if you met her you would think ‘yeah that seems right’. She had that look, a look I liked I might add. She was quite shy sexually when we first met but as our relationship grew, it soon became clear that she got off on been watched, risky public sex, exhibitionism and anything else worth trying. All of this was dormant until we met, she had fantasised about it but never acted. A real sleeping tigress. So why with me and no one else up to that point ?

I’m not sure but I believe that because I had no friends in the town. I knew nobody and she could let her inhibitions loose without risk of anyone finding out. I think initially I was like a toy for her to experiment and play with and more importantly easily dispose of at a whim . That been said she never instigated any of these fantasies, it just so happened our likes and tastes intersected. I still had to take her to those edges but once there she jumped.

One thing I got to say is I fucking love the scottish accent on a woman. I find it to be the sexiest accent out there. Still gets me to this day. Anyway…..

If there is any scottish girls reading this, show the love ;-)

THE START:

I slept over the night before her birthday. We agreed no sex to save it for the next day. In the morning I woke early and played with her for an hour. Just teasing, always building, never finishing. It got her in a right state. Her birthday was on a Friday, so I told her I was taking her out after work and we’d go to town and have a mad night. told her that I would meet her in a pub not too far away from her work when she was done. I asked her to wear a short tartan skirt, white blouse, and grey cardigan for the day. Kind of like a naughty school girl outfit but not as slutty.

You could get away with it at work. She looked hot as fuck. She was all giggly about the day and night ahead, saying she didn’t know how she was going to get through work in the state she was in.

Just before she was about to go out the door. I took her into her bedroom to give her present. When I took it out she was shocked. It was egg vibrator with clit stimulator. We had talked about sex toys but never used them. I slipped my fingers through the band of her panties and into her, then pulled her panties down. She was still soaked from all the teasing but I spent a couple of minutes simulating her g-spot. It was her birthday after all.

I then withdrew and slipped in the egg and placed the circle end on her clit and I told her that I wanted her to wear it all day and get use to it and I would show her how to use it after work. I made her promise that she wouldn’t try and get off by clamping on it. She loved this type of teasing and submissiveness.

“where at work, after you mad?” she says.

She jumped up and gave me a passionate kiss and headed out the door, all giggly.

That day I had booked a study booth in the library at lunchtime, it was nearing the end of term, most of the exams were over so it was dead. I sneaked into the library unseen about 30 minutes before lunchtime and watched her for a while. She was adding books to the cart and then headed to the desk and sat at the computer. I could tell by the way that she sat at the computer, the sultry smile breaking out across her face, that she still had the egg in place.

Excellent.

I waited for her to push the cart out to start the process of putting the books back in place. She always did this before her lunch break. First she went to the back end of the ground floor, it was dead quiet. I had to wait about 5 minutes before she had to use the foot stool to add a book on the top shelf. Once she climbed up on it, I walked around the edge of the aisle, she instinctively looked down to see who it was and smiled. As she didn’t want anyone to know she was seeing a student, she just smiled broadly. I had been in the library before and this was always the etiquette.

I pulled out the remote and showed her it in my hand. She raised her eyebrows questioning what it was and I clicked it on. Boom, no answer needed. She instantly knew.

Gripping the top shelf. she took a step to come down the ladder as she looked at me I shook my head letting her know that I wanted her to stay there. She relented and climbed back up. Where we a few rows from the back and there didn’t seem to be anyone behind us and I could see up the aisle in case anyone was approaching. It was down at the lightest setting but I could tell by the movement of her knees had she was clamping with a crushing fury. The poor egg :-)

Once I was sure that it was all clear. I walked over to her and starting moving my hand up and down her leg, never touching or getting too close to her soaked panties just teasing.

“You bastard!” she whimpered “Do you want me to stop Miss?”

“God no!”

Just then I heard someone approaching so I went back to the end of the aisle.

“I thought that was you!”, Mary said. A girl from my class. “I thought you would have would be gone, like the rest?” she asked

“Hey, Mary. I could say the same about you. Aren’t you finished now?” Mary had done the same course last year but failed a couple of exams and had to repeat a semester. We were in most of the same classes.

“Yeah, my folks are driving up on sunday to collect my things and I’m moving back then. The last place I thought I’d see you is the library”

Emily started climbing down

“I want to start getting the ground work done for my thesis so I can get back to Ireland once the finals are over” I told her. With my hand in my pocket I crank the egg up another notch. I was turned with my back to her but I sensed Emily having to lean into the shelf for support. Fuck I was getting so turned on!

“God, you’re such a nerd”

“Thanks very much”, I say in a jokingly offended tone.

“Ah you know I’m only kidding, you know I think you’re hot.” She starts curling her hair with her finger. “Listen I am meeting a few friends tomorrow at O’Hara tomorrow night about 8, why don’t you come so I don’t get bored.” sucking in and biting her lower lip.

Now, Mary has a nice face, girl next door look. Not thin but not fat. , 5ft 6”, long blond hair, 34Ds, nice round ass.

“Now Mary, you know I’d love to keep you from being bored. I’m sure I could keep you interested all night but you know I have a girlfriend and don’t you have a boyfriend?”

“He’s in England, miles away, having his own fun I’m sure. And as for your elusive girlfriend, is she even real. No-ones met her. It doesn’t add up. What secret are you hiding?”

Emily started to pass up with the cart, head down passing us.

“Excuse me Miss” I called to her. “I have a study room booked for 1pm, where do i get the key?”

She turned to face me, she couldn’t hid it. bottom lip completely sucked in. If Mary had turned she would have figured something was up” so I switched the egg off.

“Come, urgh! To the desk in 5 minutes, I’ll be back then, you have to sign in” and she disappeared at a hurried pace.

“I can see you like the idea!. At least that confirms you’re not ‘gay’ ” Mary whispered “Tomorrow night in O’Hara, please. I promise I’ll make you glad you came”, smiling at me mischievously and she turned and walk away.

I looked down and figured out what she meant. My cock was rock hard bulging under the fabric of my jeans. Tight jeans, bad idea.

After giving myself a moment to cool down. I start to make my way back to the the front desk , passing Emily’s cart on the way, discarded at the side of an aisle. As I approach Emily, I could see she was slightly disheveled, focusing on the monitor on her desk trying to compose myself. A colleague was sitting next to her so I didn’t want to risk anything.

“Excuse me, Miss. I booked a study room.”
“Can I see your ID” Emily asked.
“Of course, Miss” I hand it over.

Her colleague looks up. Nice looking lady in her late 40s.

“Hi” i say and we chit chat for a moment while Emily types on the computer
“One moment more… ” she says in a more calm and relax voice.
“Excuse me Miss. I’m working on my thesis and I’m looking for a quiet unit away from the main thoroughfare. Is that possible”
“Here are a few booked but let me see if I can get you the one at the back, it’s as quiet as they get. One moment and I’ll get your key” .

I stand back a bit from the counter and check my phone and put it on silence, getting ready to go to the room. As I’m futtering away on my phone, Mary walks up to me on her way out of the library.

“Enjoy the studying nerd” she laughs. “Give me your phone” and she grabs it out of my hand and types in her number and rings her phone.

“There I have your number and I will call you about tomorrow night. You’ll be glad you came. I promise you” she winks and walks out the door.

“Here you go” I turn to see Emily and her colleague smiling at me.

As I turn and walk away I can hear Emily say to her colleague. “OK, I’m heading on lunch and grabs her bag” I head upstairs and go all the way to the last room. Open the door and put my bag down. Its looks like a prison cell without the bed, unfortunately. A small chair and desktop attached to the 3 walls and small window above it. I leave the door ajar and stand behind it.

Now, we hadn’t done anything in public but it was a fantasy of hers to do it at work and the study booths was part of it. When we fucked at mine she loved to be at the window full frontal at the window with the light off and me taking her from behind.

I hadn’t told her what I was planning, I just set up the opportunity for her and waited to see if she wanted to make it a reality. Granted I did do a lot of prompting with the egg.

I waited patiently and after a couple of minutes I hear someone approaching, the door opens and Emily walks in. I close the door, coming up behind her, she turns her head to the right, not looking at me but just enough to inform me that she is aware of my presence.

“Excuse me miss. They told us that we weren’t allowed guest”

“I’m just checking to make sure that girl didnt follow you up”

I click on the egg.

She gasped. I get closer to her.

“Do you near a buzzing Miss”

“No I don’t” playing innocent.

“I swear I can hear it, Miss. It’s distracting me from my studying”

I come up close to her barely touching and pause there for a couple of seconds in silence before leaning to her ear.

“Listen very carefully Miss”. I slowly reach into my pocket and crank it up 2 notches making it louder. I pull her ass hard into my crotch.

“mmmmppppphhhhhhfffff” she whimpers as she rolls her head onto my shoulder.

I whisper in her ear. “I can hear it Miss. I think it’s in your pocket. You seem in a fluster Miss. Let me help. Do you want me to help you Miss?”

She was biting her bottom lip, unable to speak. She nodded

I move my hand across from her hip and push against the outside of her skirt until I reach the circular part of the vibrator on her clit.

“Oh there is it Miss, do you feel that” as I press it hard again her clit.

“YYYEEESSS!!!” she moans loudly.

“Oh miss you are very loud. You have to be quiet. Would you like me to help you be quiet? ”

“MMPPHHFF, YYEESS”

I reach down under the sides of her skirt and pull her panties down and take them off her legs, I stand back up behind her, roll up the soaked panties and stick them in her mouth and crank up the egg.

She moans with ecstasy.

“You know Miss. I have been watching you a while. Fantasising about you. You so fucking hot. I dream all the time about fucking you.”

She reaches around and grabs my cock, massaging as best she can but she’s not in control.

“Would you like to be fucked Miss?”

“MMPPHHFF”, she nods.

I take the remote out of my pocket, drop my trousers and pants and pin her against the wall to take her from behind. I reach around and slowly the extract the vibrating egg, as she gasps, and place it in her hands.

“Miss, I would never have thought that you were such a dirty slut”.

“MMPPHHFF” she grinches as I guide her egg soaked hand and pushed her hand down to her clit.

I slipped my cock into her with ease, she was soaked to the bone. It felt that I was dunking into a puddle. It felt incredible. I started going slow and hard, trying to lift her with each thrust.

“FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME” she was muffling through her panties.

She pressed the egg hard into herself as I picked up the pace and started ramming with all my strength.

“I CANT I CANT I CANT.” she whimpered as it started to build.

“FUCK FUCK FUCK” she mumbled then silence and stillness for 5-10 seconds. I was the only one moving, I covered her mouth as the orgasm hit and thrust up hard to pin her against the wall as high as I could. Her body shook and Liquid squirted from her in floods. She tried to buck and wiggle but I pushed back harder.

She turned, trying to spit her panties out.

“OFF…. OFF…. MUCH.. TOO…. “ She mustered.

I released her and she slipped to the floor and rolled out her back with feet flat and her knee high with her legs spread wide. I sat back on the chair to a perfect view as she continued to work her pussy. She placed her hand in her mouth and bit hard while her other hand continued to press the egg against her clit. She continued to buck as she waved through another 3 orgasms. Her juices squirting everywhere on the carpeted floor. After her third she threw the egg to the side unable to look at anything, Her legs collapsed over to the side and her head tilted to the side with her eyes closed. Just savouring each twitch as she folded back down.

As she lay there I was slow stroking myself. She opened her eyes and looked at me with a ‘what the fuck’ smile and lifted her hand asking to be lifted without speaking. I pulled her up and sat back down on the chair. She stood over me, grabbed my cock and guided herself down onto me. She started rocking.

She leaned into my ear, moaning “mmppfffhh, fuck,mmmpppfffhh,” over and over again but she was too sensitive and was going at a snail’s pace. I had to cum and it wasn’t going to happen like this so I stood her up and bent her over my desk and took her from behind. I started to fuck hard.

I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. “Fuck, fuck, fuck” she yelped over and over again. She was driving me wild.

“Oh Miss, you’re such as slutty whore”. I whisper

“Oh Yes, Oh Yes, Oh Yes” she moaned.

“Miss, you’re mine now. You are going to have to become my whore or I’ll tell everyone” I rushed. I was closing control.

“Oh Yes, Oh Yes, OH.. OH… I’M… CCCUUUMMMMMMMIIINNNGGG” and she clamped my cock in place and pushed back into me hard. That did me in.

I thrust forward one last time with all my might nearly banging her head of the wall and exploded inside of her, collapsing onto her, causing her arms to collapse, sandwiching her onto the desk.

After a minute, I got up and pulled my trousers back on and composed myself, then sat on the chair. I looked up at Emily and she was still spread on the desk. She had flipped onto her back and had raised herself up on her elbow. Her other hand was deep in her pussy and slowly retracted to show me a gulp of our mixed cum, she lifted her fingers to her mouth and sucked them down.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm” she moaned as she licked them dry.

I handed her her panties and she slipped them back on. Jumping at the cold sensation as the dampness of panties met the warmth of her vigina.

“Come here Miss”.

She comes over and straddles me on the chair and kisses me with passion.

“I will be booking this room every fortnight Miss”

She nods submissively with puppy dog eyes.

“And what will you do to make me keep this little thryst a secret, Miss?”

“Anything” she whimpers

“Good. I expect you to check in on me each time. You love been a slut don’t you. What are you Miss?”

“I’m your slutty whore.”

I grab her head and pull her into me for a last long passionate kiss”

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm” she moans.

I stand up and pull her behind me. I open the door and peek out to make sure no one is outside. I hand her her bag and guide her out. Pinching her firm ass as she passes. She walks out quickly through a few rows and goes to the other side of the floor to where she normally eats lunch and sits down. As she composes herself, she hunches forward and turns her head around to searching for me and smiles the broadest smile, biting her little finger in her mouth. She quickly eats her lunch and then gets up and goes to the bathroom.

I go into the room and tidy everything up. I looked at the carpet and it was soaked. Her big squirt stains everywhere. I wait for about 30 minutes until she finished and was back at the counter. I locked the room and went back to the desk to drop off the key. I went to her colleague this time.

“Hi Miss”
“Finished already?”
“Yes sorry I didn’t bring the right material with me. I’m just going to do it from home”

“OK. Sign out here please”
“Oh by the way, There was a spill on the floor”

Emily turns red. She completely forgot she soaked the floor.

“What? You know you are not allowed to bring liquids into the room?”

“I’m sorry Miss, It couldn’t be helped, It wasn’t my fault”

Emily was off her seat, walking away trying to find something to do, to hide how bright red she was.

“OK. Know for next time”
“Sorry Miss”.

I turned away avoiding any more contact with Emily and walked out the door.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8k8lk1/mf_the_librarian_and_the_egg_public