The Librarian (closed)


Cole grunted quietly as her hands slipped deeper into his pants. Her slender fingers were cool against his warm cock. She held him near to the base and squeezed; his shaft yielded only slightly to her grip.

He longed for her to reach lower. As good as her hands felt, she could stroke him for ages without providing him relief. The bulbous head still encased in denim was what ached for her ministrations.

But perhaps that was the point. She seemed to want him to tend to her first. He could only hope he was progressing in the right direction.

Her zipper firmly in hand, he eased it down. The clicking sound seemed surprisingly loud in the confined space. Her skirt swiftly loosened its snug grip at her waist and began to slip towards the floor.

She aided in its descent, wiggling her hips to let it slide over her curves. As it pooled around the floor, she leaned forward against him as she stepped out of it. This swung her full breasts solidly against his chest, the hard nipples proof of her own arousal. She didn't release her grip on his cock, but leaned on it for balance. The twin sensations sent a fresh rush of blood to swell his rod still further.

Her silk blouse extended below her waist, lapping just above the waistband of her panties. They were a shade of violet that looked quite close to her eyes. They also looked expensive - certainly a finer fabric than the cotton boxer-briefs he was wearing.

His eyes were drawn to the patch of cloth at the V of her thighs. Instinctively he laid his hand against her lower belly. Keeping his fingers atop her panties, he slid his hand lower and lower - ever closer to that dark V.
 
Julia sighed softly and tilted her head to the side, feeling his warm breath waft against her sensitive neck. Her fingers continued to slightly stroke his length, moaning as he filled out further against her palm as his fingers slipped over her tummy.

She instinctively sucked in, her pulse pounding madly in her ears. He was going to touch her. For a moment she felt panic, unsure if this was really the way to go about things. What about Michael? But as his fingers edged to the soft silk of her panties and hit the delicate waist band, her worries slipped further and further away, replaced by a clawing need.

He became bolder and a shiver raced down her spine. With his fingers slid over the panel and she moaned as he experimentally pressed against her. Her hips shifted, moving to grind a little against the palm of his hand as his fingers lightly touched the crease that split her pussy. The heat radiated right through the delicate panties, already damp with arousal.

“Mmmmph...that's nice.” She whispered, trying to encourage him and resisting the urge to push him down so she could straddle his rod and fuck him silly.
 
Encouraged by her words, he pressed his palm more firmly against the crotch of her panties. God, she was so damp! He could feel warm moisture seeping through the fabric and coating his fingers.

As he stroked her, he tried to map her fleshy ridges in his mind. Most seemed tender - almost delicate. But nearer the center was a surprisingly firm nub. That must be her clothes, judging by her reactions. Every time he brushed across it, her breathing would change and her hands clenched against his shaft.

Her obvious arousal only stoked his further. His jeans now seem crushingly tight as his surging member struggled to expand further. He could feel his own juices start to run - an ooze of precum leaking onto his thigh.

Hoping her excitement was an invitation to go further, he slipped his hand inside her sodden panties. The thrill of his skin against hers sent a shiver up his spine. He held his breath a few beats as his index finger slipped between her inner lips. A short distance more and he'd actually be inside her - a first among firsts for him. Trying to contain his excitement - and anxiety - he eased his finger deeper.

 
Julia let out a shuddering breath and bit down on her lip, trying to contain her moans as his fingers slid over her bare skin and slowly...maddeningly slowly slid lower until his finger curled between her lips.

Her juices coated his finger and her hips moved, trying to get him to ease the ache between her legs. "Wait!" She gasped and felt him tense up as she let out a breathless laugh. "I just wanna get your pants off so I can touch you properly." She soothed.

"Stay." She added. It took a little effort not to dislodge his hand from her crotch, but she manged, together working to shove his pants down his legs, mindful not to hurt his straining erection. When he was finally freed, she sighed with pleasure, wrapping her hand again around the stiff member.

Her gaze met his and she flushed softly.and began to ease her fingers up and down his shaft as best she could from her position. His moan was music to her ears as his fingers trembled against her pussy, twitching just outside the entrance.
 
Cole's finger hovered at edge of her vaginal. Her sharp cry to stop had halted him cold. Had he done something wrong?

She seemed amused at his reaction. She assured him she merely wanted to have as good a grip on him as he had on her. She even indicated that she didn't want him to remove his hand from her crotch as she dealt with his jeans.

The latter restriction complicated her task, but her agile fingers were able to coax the snug denim down past his knees till his trapped member could swing free. Cole was particularly grateful for the delicacy of her touch. While his massive cock seemed as heavy and dense as oak, it was actually rather sensitive at his heightened state of arousal. Her gentle hand ensured a minimum of discomfort.

She lifted his heavy shaft upright between them. A pleased smile graced her beautiful face as her fingers traced the network of veins bulging along its length.

This also gave rise to a new complication. Her strokes soon resulted in a hefty gob of precum oozing out of the swollen head. The transparent liquid trickled down over his shaft and her fingers, leaving a glistening slickness.

Unfortunately, his hand between her thighs compelled them to stand in close proximity. That left only a few scant inches for her to maneuver his cock without it bouncing into his or her torso. As aroused as he was, Cole knew he was going to keep leaking till he blew his load. Since they'd each only disrobed below the waistband, that meant it fairly likely one or both of the was going to get a cock-shaped smear of their shirt. While Cole didn't much care about his, her silk blouse looked expensive.

"We might to take off our shirts. I don't want to stain your blouse," he suggested. He paused, then added, "Unless you'd like to put my cock some place where it can't get on your clothes...."
 
Julia quirked a brow and also tried not to groan out loud. Did she ever!! She wanted him to stuff her tight pussy like there was no tomorrow, until it hurt! But she told herself perhaps he wasn't quite ready for that. He obviously was extremely inexperienced, but willing and excited.

“Tempting.” She told him softly, biting her bottom lip again and letting out the merest of moans. His cock twitched, throbbing in her hand and she was barely stroking him. Only feeling. “But I don't think we're really in the right spot for all that...”

Stepping away, she reluctantly removed herself from his touch and slowly unbuttoned her blouse, giving him a teasing little strip tease as she casually removed it and set it aside. With a grin, she turned and walked over to a side table used for sorting and then peeled off her panties, leaving only her heels and bra on before sliding her bottom up onto the table and spread her thighs.

“Come here...I'll teach you how to touch me and in return, I'll make you cum...”
 
Cole resisted the urge to whimper softly as she released her grip on his titanic shaft and stepped back. Oh God, how his cock ached for release. Now dangling outward like a veiny battering ram, he felt another warm gob of precum ooze out the tip.

She smoothly unbuttoned her blouse and folded it neatly. She showed not the slightest hesitation about disrobing in front of him, which seemed all the more amazing to him. Standing in front of her half-naked, he felt like his massive erection seemed almost rude in the way it strained in her direction. How could she be so calm while his heart thudded in his chest like a drum?

As smoothly as all her actions, she eased back onto a table and beckoned him closer. Come here...I'll teach you how to touch me and in return, I'll make you cum...”

Cole did as directed, his eyes wandering the curves of her body as he stepped near. He tried to speak but found his throat dry as a bone. He swallowed, the nervous gulp surprisingly loud. "Please, show me," he implored, holding a nervous hand forth for her instructions.
 
Julia smiled sweetly and reached forward. She ignored his hand a moment and clasped the sides of his face and drew him closer, leaning down. Her violet eyes studied his a moment before her full lips slowly descended to his and captured his mouth in a soft, almost innocent kiss.

His breath hitched and held as her tongue swiped at his seam of his mouth, automatically opening up. Slowly she slid her tongue forward and tasted his mouth. His tongue shyly met hers as his breath shuddered out and his hand landed on her bare thigh, squeezing it tightly.

She mewled softly and drew back, her hand sliding over his and drawing it between her legs. "Feel me..." She whispered, leaning slightly back and spreading her legs. She pressed the heal of his hand to her clit and moaned, pressing his fingers downwards to part her slick pussy lips. "This way you can grind against my clit and finger my pussy." She whispered, her own fingers becoming slick with her cream.

Her body stiffened slightly as he tentatively pressed a digit into her slid tight entrance and then relaxed as a moan of pleasure escaped her lips. Moving her hand away, she drew her fingers up to her mouth and licked them clean, giving him a small impish grin.
 

Cole let her fingers guide him to her. His touch was ginger at first, but her grasp tightened against his wrist and urged more force.

"This way you can grind against my clit and finger my pussy" she whispered.

Cole did as instructed and leaned more heavily on the sensitive area. Both their skins were slick with her fluids, so his palm slid readily across her hardened clit. He shifted his angle and it slipped across the thick muscles at the base of his thumb. The accompanying sharp gasps suggested his efforts were having the desired effect.

Recalling her instruction to fingers her, he extended his index finger between her labial folds. The thin slash he found at the center seemed small, but it admitted his fingertip easily enough.

"God, you're tight," he breathed as his finger eased into her. Her pussy clasped around his digit with a grip he found surprising. He hadn't known quite what to expect, but nothing quite like this. Just easing two knuckles inside her seemed like a challenge.
 
Julia moaned, her eyes closing and body already quivering with pleasure as Cole slowly pressed his finger into her. His words sent another rush of pleasure through, making her happy that he seemed to enjoy the feel of her. She'd taken great pride and trying to maintain her body, inside and out - before and after her pregnancy. Toning her inner muscles was just as important to her.

With a slight shift of her hips, she pressed down, taking his digit deeper and letting out a quivering gasp as his palm slicked over her hard clit. "Uh huh...that's good." She murmured.

"Just like that...slow and easy..." She instructed, finding it hard to form the words needed, "Pull out and push back in, curving your finger upWARD!" She gasped, jerking slightly as he did as she told and found the sweet spot that made her almost come apart right then and there. "Add another finger when you want...."
 
Cole slid his finger gingerly inside her. He listened feverishly to her directions. What if he didn't do it right? What if she didn't like his touch? He had to get this correct.

His cock twitched and bobbed with her every gasp. Standing as he was between her thighs, his engorged shaft projected out above her abdomen. Oh, how he ached for her touch. After guiding his hand between her thighs, she'd laid back on the table. Her fingers now teased her own sensitive anatomy rather than his.

Her commands grew sharper and louder - spat out between gasps for breath and moans of pleasure. Her body glistened with perspiration and her skin developed a flush beneath the tan seemingly from head to toe. Good God, she was beautiful. He slipped his middle finger into her tight confines and she rocked her hips against his hand. Her abdomen thrust up off the table slightly, the muscles visible beneath her skin as they strained and relaxed.
 
He was a quick learned...and a good one! Julia was soon losing her cool. She tried to give him directions without faltering, but each stroke of his fingers, each twitch of his cock pushed her that much closer to the edge of bliss.

As he crooked his finger inside and reached that sweet spot inside, then added his middle finger to the mix, she bit down on her lower lip to smother her cry of pleasure. A hand came down against the table with a loud smack as she strained up to meet him.

"Don't stop!" She gasped, afraid he would ease up and move away. Desperately she jerked at her bra until one large breast became exposed, the nipple hard and long, already dripping milk as she squeezed the fleshy mound and moaned. "Cole...please!"

Unable to form the words, she hoped that it was enough to give him a clue and he took it without hesitation. His hot mouth found the turgid tip and sucked as he had before, only this time for an entirely different purpose.

With his cock sandwiched between their bodies and rubbing between her legs and onto her abdomen as he fingered her, Julia lost it. Her breath hitched and held as she tried not to scream, instead swallowing the sounds until they were soft grunts and whimpers and her body shuddered and tightened. Her pussy milked his fingers, creaming all over his digits as she humped his hand and almost drowned him with her milk.
 

Cole's fingers pushed up along her muscular walls. Her moans of pleasure soon let him know when he'd found the location and rhythm she found particularly pleasurable. Soon she was biting down on her lip to keep her volume muted.

To his surprise, she rose up off the desk, her abdominal muscles rippling under her taut skin. She yanked down sharply and revealed her massive left breast. "Cole...please!" she cried.

Instinctively Cole leaned forward to bring his lips to the thick nipple. Already dribbling milk, it immediately let forth a steady flow as soon as his lips closed around it. He sucked hard on it and even more gushed forth.

The new position had him leaning slightly into her. His achingly hard cock lay flush against her abdomen, the head reaching nearly to the bottom curve of her breast. He felt her shudder slightly as the heavy shaft pressed into her skin.

The combination of sensations proved too much for her to endure. She clamped down hard and managed to mute her cries, but the pulsing of her muscles and sudden flood of liquid from both her breasts and pussy made clear she was enjoying a powerful orgasm.

Cole withdrew his fingers from inside her and stood back up as the waves of pleasure crested over her and began to ebb. Only then did he realize how far he'd pushed the limits of his own lust. His own cock was engorged beyond anything he'd ever seen. Veins bulged obscenely across its surface. Precum dripped steadily from the tip onto her abdomen. And oh god, how he ached for release. He feared even to touch it, lest he explode immediately.
 
Julia lay there, dazed and hot, her entire body tingling and buzzing from her release. She hadn't cum that strongly in a long time...though Michael was good, Cole was...different. New.

Reaching down, her hand slowly stroked the length of his hard cock, hearing him grunt and then moan loudly as she arched under him and slowly opened her eyes to gaze at him. Her pretty violet gaze was glassy and hungry. Rational reason had long left the building, the moment he'd started touching her.

Continuing to stroke him, she grasped him in both slender hands and rocked her hips up to rub her slick, wet pussy against the underside of his massive erection. She could feel him tremble, trying to hold back. Lifting her legs, she wrapped them around his waist and tugged him closer, still panting softly as she stroked his meaty cock and rubbed herself shamelessly against him.
 

Cole groaned aloud as her fingers grasped his meaty shaft. Oh, how good it felt. Though he'd stroked himself countless times, her touch was a thousand times better.

But he felt the icy touch of shame as he realized how close he was to orgasm. This wasn't anything like the porn he'd seen online. Those guys could make a girl come two or three times before they blew their load. Yet just seeing her half naked body climaxing from his touch had *him on the brink.

Cole squinted and tried frantically to ignore the fiery ache in his groin. All the stuff he'd read on sex said girls didn't like it when the guy came too fast. He desperately wanted her to think he had stamina.

But he knew all was lost when she rubbed her pussy lips against him. "I can't hold it! I can't hold it!" he said through clenched teeth.
 
Julia was aching to be filled, to the point that she had been ready to stuff him into her tight snatch. She'd been oblivious to his struggle until he frantically tried to warn her. She felt him pulse and twitch in her hands right before thick globs of cum gushed over her tits, dribbling down to her neck and between her cleavage.

His body shook against hers as she tightened her hold on him and milked every sweet drop of cum from his cock until he practically collapsed against her. Julia smiled and slowky releases her hold on his cock and sighed.

"I think we made a mess." She teased, still a little breathless. He looked flushed and just as dazed as she had been moments ago. Leaning up she impulsively kiss his lips and grinned. "Good for you?"
 
Cole smiled sheepishly down on her. "I'm sorry," he offered. "I tried to hold on, but seeing you moan and shake like that...." He blushed slightly at the memory. "... it was just so intense! "

He looked over the devastation he'd wrought. His gushing orgasm had left streams of cum all over her abdomen which were slowly coalescing into one giant puddle. The underside of her amazing breasts showed similar milky gobs, as well as a narrow river oozing between them. Apparently a handful of shots had landed around her neck, including a small splash that had made it as far as her left cheek.

Cole looked around, but didn't see any obvious solutions for wiping up the mess. "I can put my clothes on and go find some paper towels," he offered. While his hand and a bit of his thighs were sticky from her drying juices, he was comparatively unscathed compared to her. "I better move fast, though. I keep looking at you naked and I'll be too hard to get my jeans on." He blushed more intensely and began fumbling for his clothes.

 
Julia let out a soft husky laugh and grinned, watching him fumble to get dressed. "Don't hurt yourself...there are some paper towels in one of the boxes near the door. I just brought them in about a week ago."

Remaining still so that his cum didn't dribble to any other places on her body or work space, Julia felt a little silly, but too good to truly care. She watched him fumble his way over to the boxes, zipping up and buttoning his pants, but still shirtless and admired the view. She could have done a lot worse...if only they had the time and space to do things properly. Still, there was something to be said about hot unplanned sexual activities!

She was still smiling when he returned to her, paper towel roll in hand. She took his offered with a soft thanks and tore off a few sheets. To her surprise, he tore some off as well as as she wiped at her cheek and neck, he worked lower, his hands still visibly shaking.

When they were all done, she sat up. "Skirt?"
 

Cole patted her all over with the paper towels. They weren't the best quality, but he did his best to sop up the mess he'd made.

He expected that she would have been more upset by what had happened, but she seemed quite calm about it. Indeed, she even picked up a small dollop that had landed on the upper slope of her left breast with the tip of her index finger. Bringing her finger to her lips, she'd sucked it clean and then given him a mischievous wink. Cole blushed furiously and turned back to her work.

After her skin was as clean as the wads of paper towels could provide, she had him assist her with her clothes. Cole wouldn't have expected this to be as stimulating as seeing her disrobe, but watching her gorgeous curves slip inside their cloth confines proved to have an eroticism all its own. By time the last button on her blouse was fastened, his cock was swelling with desire once again.

Cole cleared his throat nervously as she stepped into her shoes. "Um..., ma'am...". He stillwasn't sure what to call her. "This was incredible. Thank you." He paused, uncertain how to proceed but too afraid of letting her just walk away. "Um.... do you think you might like to do this again sometime?"

 
Julia's smile was bright as he asked her if they could have another repeat performance. She glanced down at her outfit and smoothed her hands over her skirt and blouse, a little color gracing her cheeks before she glanced back into his eyes.

“I think I might enjoy that...but...we really should find a more private place for these impromptu rendezvous.” She teased.

Impulsively she reached forward and grasped his shirt, tugging him closer and before he had a chance to react, she pressed her lips to his. No tongue, just soft smooth lips pressing against his own and when he began to return it, she pulled away and moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue, as if tasting him there.

“Mmmm...we better get out of here...I'll go first. Give me a few minutes before you follow and grab a box of paper towels. Take them to the front, so it doesn't look too strange. You can always say you got lost or couldn't find what was needed.”

With that, she unlocked the door and peered out into the hall. It was empty, so she stepped out, pulse nervously skittering as she walked back out into the library, hoping that she looked 'normal'.
 

After her kiss, Cole had to linger nervously in the room for several minutes before his erection subsided. He'd never met a woman who ignited his lust so quickly.

Fortunately, no one else came to the door. Despite his cleanup efforts, the room smelled faintly of his cum. He couldn't imagine explaining his presence should some other librarian find him there.

When at last he was presentable, Cole made a swift exit from the library and headed straight back to the dorm. He spent the night dreaming of another encounter with the sexy, nameless librarian.

As he showered the next morning, he found himself less eager about the possibility of another quick session in a storage closet. She'd shown a willingness to play with his cock, but he wanted to do far more than that. But what if she was intent on foreplay again? Perhaps she needed to be - just fitting two fingers inside her taken some effort and his cock was far thicker than that. But they'd never have enough time for all that while she was at work. He needed to get her somewhere they could have some time. Perhaps then she might go all the way.

Hours later, he approached her at the library. Once again, she wore a blouse and skirt that somehow managed to suggest she was only somewhat curvy instead of insanely voluptuous. He kept his eyes focused on her eyes lest his attention to her body prove too stimulating.

"Ma'am," he began, checking for the fourteenth time that no one was within earshot, "I really like what we've done thusfar and I'd that's all you want to do, I am completely okay with that. But if you want, I'd like to take some more time and try some...other things. I don't figure we have time to do that here without getting caught, so perhaps my dorm room? Tomorrow my roommate has classes from 11:30 to 2:45, so the room will be empty. Maybe you could take your lunch break and meet me there instead?"
 
Julia was surprised by Cole's boldness. She'd thought of nothing else by him...even at home, felt a little distracted by their shared moment in the storage room. It had been intense and oh so good. Such a turn on that she'd had to watch herself around her husband, making sure that she didn't go over board with trying to have her way. Yet she wanted him, fiercely...in a way he didn't want, she knew. She wanted it hot and hard...wanted him to pound her cunt until she cried out with both pleasure and pain.

Frustrated, the following day had proved to be a boring one until Cole appeared, looking both nervous and eager. His smile shy and boyish and oh so sweet. Her pulse skittered as she thought of the possibility. Dorm room...alone, with him. It was thrilling, but also a little nerve racking. What if someone was to see her?

She looked around herself, making sure that no one was bothering them. Heart hammering madly, she finally nodded. "OK...sounds good." She finally told him. "Give me your information and I'll find you." She told him and slipped him a piece of paper. Her mind raced as he left his information for her and then gave her a beaming smile, swiftly turning around and marching off.

Julia stared down at the paper for a long time and then tucked it away in her purse. She could easily pack up some books and then wear her sunglasses, let her hair down and make herself a little less recognizable...it could be done,s he told herself. She found herself obsessing over the possibilities, pros and cons that entire evening, switching off long enough to be the dutiful wife before the following day. Everything was as usual and she didn't rock the boat in any way, hoping that she wasn't acting out of the ordinary.

The following day however, proved to be quite a challenge. She was nervous, excited and anxious to be alone...what had he been thinking about? What was he expected? She wondered, all through the morning until she finally clocked off for lunch and disappeared before anyone could question her about lunch plans.

She was more or less familiar with different dormitories and his proved to be easy enough to find. With her hair down and sunglasses on, she tucked some books under her arm and tried to act as casual as possible as she knocked on his door and was startled when it almost instantly swung open. From inside, Cole's arm snuck out and tugged her in. She stumbled with a short laugh and entered, watching him slam the door. "Wow...hey...everything okay?"
 

Cole spent much of Wednesday evening cleaning up his room . While he and Tony - Cole's roommate - were not particularly slovenly, they were college students living on their own. Consequently, they shared a certain tolerance for clutter well above that of the average female.

Of course, he couldn't do too much tidying lest Tony suspect something. Given that the Librarian was a married woman, Cole had to assume that she wanted to keep their sexual activities secret.*He couldn't bear the thought of this tryst ending as soon as it began because she worried about being discovered. Therefore, he couldn't make any radical changes to the room that might make Tony curious as to the Cole's sudden interest in cleanliness.

Cole snuck back to the room after Tony had left and cleaned up as best he could in the short time he had. Surveying the room minutes before her expected arrival Cole felt anxious. While certainly an improvement over a storage room, it was still a men's dorm. The walls were covered with posters - mostly bands, movies, and busty women in tiny bikinis. All of the furniture was utilitarian and plain. One wall was dominated by shelves and a pair of built-in desks; the two computers and small library of textbooks screamed student. They'd bunked their beds to provide more floor space, but that had been filled by the pair of mismatched easy chairs they'd gotten at the thrift store, the coffee table of 2x4s Cole had made in high school Wood Shop, and a mini fridge. Fortunately this dorm actually had decent windows and a small balcony, though their view was mainly of the highway that ran near the southern end of campus.

Cole shook his head with concern. Could a sophisticated woman find such surroundings conducive to arousal? What if she saw this and suddenly regretted becoming involved with a college student? Perhaps he should have suggested a hotel instead.

But there was no time for that now. He kept his face pressed to the door as he stared through the door's peephole. The fisheye lens provided a wide field of vision, but the distortion made it hard to identify anyone who wasn't directly in front of the door. His heart leapt into his throat three times as indistinct blobs appeared on the periphery only to turn out to be just some student walking down the hall.

Consequently, Cole's mood was at a fever pitch when one of the figures slowed as I approached his door and he recognized the face. It was her! She'd barely had time to knock before he swung the door open. He put an arm about her waist and swiftly hauled her inside. He slammed the door shut and locked it.

His pulse racing, he spun swiftly back to her. She was closer than he expected and he was momentarily stunned by the power of her gaze. "Sorry," he at last began. "I just didn't... want..." His voice trailed off as he realized just how close she was to him, her incredible breasts almost brushing his chest. Swept up with a surge of desire, Cole grabbed her upper arms and ppulled her in for a hard kiss on the lips.
 
Julia barely got to gaze at her surroundings when she found herself pressed up against Cole, with his lips pressed against hers. With his hands grasping her arms and holding her steady, Julia could only move her hands to his sides as she tilted her head slightly and met his inexperienced kiss with her own.

She smiled against his mouth and leaned her head back, drawing in a bit of a breath and gazing at him intently. “Slow down...we have a minute, right?” She told him softly. He felt stiff and wired, his eyes warm and filled with excitement, but also nervousness.

Her smile widened as she leaned in and pressed her lips against his again, but in a softer, more sensual manner. He was a quick learner, following her lead until she opened her mouth to his and moaned as his tongue slid against hers shyly. His fingers tightened against her arms as she curled her tongue around his and nipped at his bottom lip and matched his moan with one of her own as he moved to push her body up against the nearest wall.

His hips pressed against hers, grinding as every thrust of his tongue sent a shiver of excitement down her spine. Her nipples tightened and pussy quivered, thoughts of his beautiful cock splitting her in two making her panties moist. Tugging at the sides of his shirt, she urged him to let go long enough to peel off his shirt and ones his flesh was bare, Julia slid her bare hands over his chest and shoulders, sighing with pleasure. He was warm and firm, his skin tight and smooth, youthful. She caught the hint of scented soap, in a clean musky scent that she found rather sexy.

The thick length of his erection was again filling his jeans, outline visibly and pressing intimately against her crotch and thigh. “We're going to have to cut you out of those pants if we don't get you out of them soon.” She breathed and playfully nipped at his chin and slid her mouth down the length of his neck, nuzzling his skin as she slid her fingers down to unsnap the button of his jeans and then slowly pulled the zipper down.
 

Cole's breathing increased as he felt her fingers on his waistband. The button parted and was followed by a steady "click...click...click" as the zipper followed. Her hands slipped alongside his hips and he felt the denim slip down past his knees.

Her eyes never glanced down once during this process. Her violet orbs met his gaze with gleeful exuberance in between her tongue's teasing dance with his own when she stood u on her toe to kiss him. Even when she had to bend her knees to shove his boxer briefs down, she never looked at her hands - only at Cole.

Cole shivered slightly as her fingers first made contact with his cock. Her eyes widened in an unspoken "Oh my God!" as her fingers vainly attempted to encircle his girth. Her lips split wide in a delighted grin as she planted another passionate kiss on him. She giggled like a schoolgirl as his cock continued to swell and thicken.

When his cock began approaching horizontal, she guided the massive head between her thighs just below the hemline of her skirt. Cole held his breath for a moment - was it finally going to happen? But she instead guided his cockhead through her thighs, the smooth skin brushing pleasantly against his shaft. She slid along his length until her hips bumped gently against his abdomen.

Then she caught him truly by surprise. Still staring upward into his eyes, she lowered herself gently until the V of her crotch rested atop his shaft. Cole inhaled sharply as he realized that the Librarian was not wearing panties. She tilted her hips towards him, stroking her moist pussy lips across the top of his cock.

"God, you make me so hard," Cole groaned as he felt his cock surge another half inch.
 
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