Steve Golden - Line up for the librarian

Vickie had been reading a sexy novel all morning as she sat primly behind her desk, pretending to work. She could feel quivers between her legs and she rubbed her pussy tensely through her stylish skirt. When a shadow fell across her page and someone coughed to attract her attention, she scowled with annoyance.

"Yes, what is it?" she snapped, looking up at the intruder for the first time. She immediately regretted her harsh tone. Standing before her desk was a strikingly handsome young man in a tweed jacket. He had several books under his arm and was staring at her warmly.

"I need some help, I'm afraid. I've been looking for a certain book for over an hour and I've had no luck at all. Will you help me out?"

I'd love to help you out, Vickie said to herself, immediately blushing at her daring thoughts. "Of course, what is it you're looking for?"

He told her, and together they went off to explore the shelves in a remote corner of the library. She found what he was looking for with no problem, but in order to reach it she had to climb up a short ladder. When she turned toward him to show him the book, he was gazing at her oddly.

Vickie found herself examining him in return. He really was very attractive, with broad shoulders and wavy hair and a warm and sexy smile. His eyes were on a level with her crotch. When he reached up a hand to help her down, she grasped it tightly. Vickie herself was surprised at what happened next.

She took his hand and placed it squarely on her knee, just below where her skirt had risen on her thigh. She stared down at him strangely, her big blue eyes flashing behind her huge reading glasses. Then she moved one step down on the ladder, so that his palm moved several inches higher over her pantyhose.

What was she doing! Just what in hell was she doing! In her three years as a librarian, she'd never so much as been out on a date with any of the patrons, and suddenly she was inviting this good-looking young man to feel her up! It must be that damn book! Yes, that damn sexy book was making her all hot and bothered and she was getting herself in trouble. But his hand felt so good!

As if understanding her feelings, and without saying a word, the young man slid his hand slowly up Vickie's thigh, marveling at the smooth slender flesh. He kept his eyes glued to hers and didn't move. The only visible motion between them was the wriggling of her stylish skirt as his hand explored beneath it.

"Ohhh!" she gasped suddenly. His fingers had snaked between her legs and found the damp mound of her pussy. He was running his index finger up and down in the groove of her cunt, poking her through her panties and hose.

"Thank you for the book," he said matter-of-factly, taking the book from her clenched fist and placing it on the shelf opposite him. "I would never have found it without you."

"Oh, you'd have f-found it," she whispered, sitting down on a rung of the ladder and spreading her legs wide. The fingers on her cunt were driving her wild! She hadn't realized how horny she was!

He took a step closer to her, slid his fingers up and under the elastic top of her panties and hose. His hand rustled through her generous growth of crotch hair and dug deeper, into the warm wet slice of her cunt. He separated the damp lips of her slit and delved inside with his middle finger, wriggling it far up inside her pussy with one deft movement.

"Ohhh! Uhhh!" she groaned, her eyes closing with pleasure. She reached and encircled his shoulders, drawing him close to her and leaning most of her weight on him. Her legs spread wide under her skirt.

"You like that?" he whispered in her ear, his mouth nuzzling the side of her face. "You like my finger up your cunt?"

"Yes! Ohhh, God, yes!" she moaned, clinging tightly to him. "It feels so sweet! Go deeper! Shove it deeper! It feels so sweet!"

He glanced at her quickly, surprised at her enthusiasm. He pried her cuntlips apart and thrust his finger far past the second knuckle into her wet cunt. How strange it was for him to see a prim little librarian acting this way! Her dark-blue skirt and white blouse were so modest, in such good taste. Her blonde hair was tied up tightly in a roll at the side of her head. And she wore those huge, silly glasses! She looked so proper, so shy, the absolute picture of an efficient librarian.

Yet she was squatting low on the ladder, splaying her legs wide and welcoming his invading hand like a brazen whore. Her cunt was sucking at his finger, drawing him in, urging him deeper. A warm, syrupy juice was rolling down over his hand and forming a sticky pool in her panties. She was hungry and hot, there was no mistake. Who said librarians had to be boring! He made a promise to keep up on his reading in the future.

"Finger-fuck me! Finger-fuck me!" she pleaded, her voice hoarse with lust. "Dig your finger all the way up inside me! I love it! It feels so sweet!"

He began to plunge his finger in and out of her swampy cunt, swirling it about and spreading the hole as wide as he could for what he hoped would follow. Well why not? Why couldn't he fuck her right here in the library? This was a remote corner on the second floor. He'd seen no one up here in the twenty minutes he'd spent browsing. Who would find them up here? His cock began to stir in his pants.

"Go deep! Go as deep as you can!" she grunted, closing her eyes behind her big glasses. "Finger-fuck me deep! I love it!"

In and out, he drove his slick finger. Her cunt was so deep! He'd never reach bottom with his finger! He'd have to drill something else in there to even hope to fill her up! Nine inches of hard cock, how about that? Would that be enough to satisfy the little nympho?

"Two fingers! Try two fingers!" she begged, her tongue darting from one corner of her mouth to the other. "Shove two fingers up my cunt! I need more! I need more!"

He smiled. She was hot! She was so fucking hot! If he didn't fuck her soon, she wouldn't let him out of the place alive! He snaked a second finger into her pussy, and for good measure, a third, plunging them back and forth in her sopping cunt. Her panties were slowly filling up with cunt slime.

"Ohhh! Ohhh! Three of them! Three fucking fingers at the same time! I feel them! I feel them all! Ohhh, fuck!" she moaned, rolling her pretty head from side to side. She began to squirm crazily on the ladder, her legs jackknifing every which way over his pistoning fist.

Her cunt seemed to be melting around his digging fingers. The flesh was warm and wet to start with, but now it was heating up, growing hot, damn near steaming. He'd never known a woman to get this excited in so short a time. He thought back briefly to all the girls he'd gone out with over the years. They all took so long to warm up! This one was begging for a fuck in a matter of minutes! And she didn't even know him!

"Fist-fuck! Fist-fuck!" Vickie grunted, humping her ass up and down on his digging fingers. God, how good it felt! He was driving her out of her mind! She didn't want it to end! She wanted it to last forever!

"Want me to eat you?" he gasped suddenly, his arm growing tired from all the jacking back and forth. "Want me to rip off your panties and eat your sweet cunt?"

Vickie thought for a moment. Eat her! That meant put his mouth down there and lick her pussy! Ohhh God, how fantastic! Yes, she did! His hand was one thing, but just think of his mouth! It would feel unbelievable! She wouldn't be able to stand it!

"Yes!" she wheezed. "Please! Eat me! Eat my cunt! I want you to! I love it! Eat my cunt!"

His hand movements stopped suddenly and he was withdrawing his fingers. He grasped the tops of her hose and panties, tugged down roughly. There was a ripping sound and Vickie raised up her ass obligingly. Her panties and hose were quickly tangled in a tight roll around her thighs.