Where it happened: City library
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 8
Category: Straight
I went to the library to read dirty passages from a list of books I had and jerk off. I have a favorite spot at the end of an aisle where there’s a stairwell going to an emergency exit. It’s totally out of sight.
I found Lady Chatterly’s Lover, a favorite of mine, and sat at a table reading it until I got real hard. Then I took the book and went to my private spot, where I unzipped and started jerking off while reading in the reduced light of the stairwell.
Suddenly I heard footsteps on the stairs and tried to push my dick back inside my jeans, but couldn’t. It was too hard and wouldn’t bend enough to tuck inside my fly. So there I was, covering my dick with this book, when Miss P., the middle-aged assistant librarian, reached the bottom and saw me. It startled her that I was there.
“What are you doing down here?” she asked.
“Just reading,” I said.
She looked at the book I was holding in front of me and, of course, she recognized the title and knew the content. She also realized I was trying to hide my dick with the book. She reached out and grabbed the book and I covered myself with my hands. She pretended not to notice and started to look at the pages I was reading. She read for a minute or two, then looked at my hands trying to stuff my dick back into my pants.
“I can see why you’re in that state,” she said. “This kind of literature would put anyone in an excited state.” Then she went back to reading for a minute and kind of absent-mindedly said, “It’s making me all hot and bothered too.”
I couldn’t bend my dick enough to get it in and she evidently didn’t mind, so I stopped trying and just started squeezing my dick with the palm of my hand. Suddenly, she dropped the book and said, “I’ve been wondering who’s been leaving those stains all over the floor down here. It seems like such a waste of spunk to just shoot it all over the stairwell, doesn’t it?”
I was speechless. She took a step closer, which put her right in front of me, and pulled my hand away from my dick. Then she started stroking it. Her hand felt a lot better than mine, but the great sensation only lasted a minute or two. She unbuttoned and unzipped the side of her skirt and carefully stepped out of it and set it on the steps. She was in her panties and quickly stepped out of them. Then she turned her back to me and kind of bent over while pulling my dick to her wet snatch. She didn’t say a word and neither did I. I just grabbed her hips and started fucking her juicy hole. I came within a minute, but she just moaned, said it felt good pumping inside of her, and asked me not to stop. I didn’t. I fucked her for perhaps another twenty minutes before I shot another load. She came three times. She even sucked me clean so I wouldn’t stain my shorts and alert my mom.
She got dressed and said she’d keep the book at the desk, but any time I wanted to read it I could have it. She usually let me have it, then joined me down in the stairwell, but sometimes she was busy and didn’t. But I fucked her two or three times a week all during the summer and just about every Saturday morning between 10:30 and 11:00 during my senior year. Sometimes she gave me a blow job and I would eat her snatch, but usually we just fucked ourselves silly. We went back to two or three times a week after I graduated, but then I left for college.
When I came home at Christmas, I went to the library and found out she had been fired. Evidently, she got caught by a fire inspector in the stairwell with another boy. I went by her apartment, but she had moved. I never saw her again.
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