In The Depths of the Library

Kayla lay her head back against the books as her orgasm flooded her body with pleasure. She bucked her hips against his hand, riding hard on his fingers. Tom flicked his tongue over her nipple and continued thrusting into her as her orgasm played out, the rhythmic contractions of her pussy gradually easing on his fingers. It seemed to end with one last lunge forward onto his fingers, then she pushed his hand away, still gasping from the intensity of it.

She reached down and grabbed his thick grey hair, pulling him up from her breasts and planting her lips on his in a wet and passionate kiss. She threw herself into the kiss, pushing her tongue eagerly into his mouth to play against his. Their lips locked together as she pressed her lithe body against his and he could feel her stiff nipples forced against his chest.

As suddenly as the kiss began, she retreated from it and snaked her hand down to his crotch, unzipping his jeans and delving her hand free his cock from his briefs. It sprang out instantly as if on a loaded spring, and she wasted no time in tightening her fingers around it.

"A promise is a promise, right? Ever been given a blowjob in public before?" He shook his head 'no' in response, his eyes sparkling roguishly.

Her smile widened, turning into a mischievous grin. Unsurprisingly, it suited her. She lowered herself down to her knees in front of him, the moistened tip of his cock hovering in front of her lips. She looked up at him with round, falsely innocent eyes, then flicked her tongue out against the bulging, pink head. Her fingers remained tightly gripping the thick shaft as she continued to lick the head as if it were candy.

Tom stifled his groans and leant back against the shelves of books. Either he'd found a girl with a major fetish for older men, or he'd found a nymphomaniac. The answer didn't really matter though when a girl was on her knees in front of you licking your cock.

The tip of her tongue found the slit at the top of his cock and teased against it, tasting his pre-cum. She retracted her hand down around the shaft, tugging down on it squeezing, while using her tongue to lick around the sensitive head of his cock. Tom fought to maintain his composure, breathing deeply and performing his old trick of naming World Series winners, something he hadn't had to do since he was a teenager.

Kayla moved her hand and closed her lips in around his cock. She slowly worked her way down on it, taking it in against the back of her throat. It was a mark of pride for her to be able to deep throat guys, although Tom's large member was testing her limits.

An audible moan escaped Tom's lips, unable to hold it back at the feel of her warm lips enveloping nearly the length of his cock. His pleasure was interrupted, however, when Kayla pulled back and looked around with wide eyes.

"Did you hear that?" She rose up from her knees, looking up and down the aisle.

"Huh...? What?" Tom's stiff cock remained poking out from his jeans, glistening with her saliva.

"I think there might be someone there. Wait. Let me check." And she made her way to the end of the aisle, looking left and right before returning back to Tom. She kept throwing glances back over her shoulder, but a wide grin split her face.

"So are you going to finish what you started?" It came out as more of a demand than Tom intended, but fuck it. It's tough on a guy to be left high and dry in the middle of a blowjob.

"Aww, I'm sorry." She said with mock sincerity. She stepped close to him, her fingers slipping around his thick shaft, squeezing as she leaned in and placed a light kiss on his cheek. "I can think of something even more wild though..." She tugged on his cock as she said the word wild.

"Wild...?"

She held her lips an inch from his ear and whispered sensually, "Take that big cock of yours and fuck my ass, right here, right now."

What guy would pass on that offer? Especially after having a half-finished blowjob. His cock was practically throbbing with eagerness to be inside her, whatever hole. He stroked his hands down her slim body and under her skirt to cup her rounded ass. "You sure you can even take something this big in your tight little asshole?"

She smiled that wicked smile again, "Oh, I know I can take it. I'm more worried about whether you can keep it up long enough for it to be worth it. Now are you going to fuck my ass or stand there with your cock hanging out?"

Roughly, Tom grabbed her shoulders and spun her around, forcing her to bend forward and expose her ass from beneath her skirt. If this little slut wanted to be fucked in the ass, then he'd fuck her ass so hard she wouldn't be able to walk straight for days.

Kayla reached back and spread her ass cheeks open, exposing her tightly puckered little hole. The sight would be one that would remain burned into Tom's mind, this hot young blonde in pig tails and a short skirt, bent over with her ass spread open and that rose bud like hole waiting to be filled.

Tom's hand slid down between the cleft of her ass cheeks, rubbing past her asshole and on to her wet pussy. A soft moan escaped Kayla's lips as his fingers pushed into her opening, and a smile tugged at the corner of Tom's mouth. Knowing what she wanted now meant he could do the teasing, and he was going to enjoy making this hot little slut beg.

He delved his fingers into her wet pussy, pushing three fingers inside of her and spreading them apart to make her gape. His fingers found little resistance and he began to thrust them, spreading her open each time her forced them in deep. She was clearly aroused and eager for more, pushing herself back against his digits.

He moved in closely behind her, his stiff prick poking against the cheek of her exposed ass and smearing pre-cum over her skin. With his fingers deep inside of her pussy, he leered over her and asked, "Aren't you going to beg for me to fill your ass with my cock?"

"I don't need to beg, I know you want to cum in my ass." Was her defiant response.

Her next words turned into a grunt as Tom thrust his fingers hard up into her cunt. With his free hand he grabbed the thick shaft of his cock and began to slowly stroke it, keeping it hard and ready to ram into her ass. He withdrew his finger from her pussy, leaving it yawning open, and rubbed his wet fingers all over her asshole. The juices acted as lubricant as he pushed a finger into her ass, which was quickly followed by a second finger as he felt her anus relax.

Kayla arched her back and moaned as she felt his fingers sliding into her asshole. It always sent a shiver of pleasure up her spine when her ass was played with, and knowing what was to cum just made her pussy all the more wet. Anal had been one of her favorite sexual pleasures for a long time now, and she often used a butt plug to accompany her masturbation efforts. The orgasms were always incredibly intense, the pleasure from her ass and pussy reflecting and multiplying each other.

Her thoughts were broken then as Tom removed his fingers, dragging them out of her warm ass. Without further warning, Tom guided his cock in between the cheeks of her ass, and pressed the bulging head against her anus. He could feel the muscles of her opening, tight at first, then relaxing and accepting his cock. He gently pushed it forward, sinking his stiff cock deep inside her rear.

Kayla exhaled as she felt his cock slide inside of her ass, forcing herself to relax and take the full length of his shaft. The breadth of it stretched her open wider than she was used to with her butt plug, but a brief burst of pain was overcome by a fulfilling satiation. For Kayla it was like have an itch quenched, or an ache soothed. When her asshole was stretched and filled it made her pussy throb in reciprocated pleasure, and she could feel her juices oozing from her pussy and running down her inner thigh.

Tom clenched and held his breath momentarily, trying to regain control over the situation. To be honest, the feel of her warm ass with the opening squeezing tight around his shaft had almost caused him to shoot his load immediately. He didn't want this to finish so early, not when he had to teach this little slut a lesson about teasing a real man. With his hands on the skirt, which was rumpled up around her hips, he cautiously drew back and performed a shallow thrust.

She gasped at the movement, and he struggled to hold in his own. They were connected now in a moment of intense mutual pleasure, oblivious to their surroundings in the depths of the library. Anyone that wandered by in that moment would have beheld a sight worthy of any porn. The young, attractive girl in pigtails, her skirt flipped up and her breasts exposed. The handsome middle-aged man behind her, gripping her powerfully as he began to thrust into her asshole.

Gradually his pace quickened, thrusting into her ass, while the whole time he desperately struggled to recite his list of World Series winners. Each thrust saw his cock pulling back further, until her anus bumped against the ridge at the base of the head, before ploughing deep into her backside again. Shots of pleasure fired through his body, making his legs shake as he continue to fuck her asshole. He was so lost in his own pleasure that it took him a moment to realize that Kayla's hand was down between her legs, rubbing voraciously at her clit.

She'd been desperate to give her clit some attention, as the pleasure had turned to an aching need for complete satisfaction. His thick cock buried in her ass was enough to keep her horny all day, but the throbbing in her clit had demanded more from her. She drove her hips back and forth, grinding against her stiffened clit and pushing back on Tom's cock as it thrust into her ass.

The evening sun bathed them in an orange light, turning their exposed skin golden. It glistened and sparkled in the juices that leaked down Kayla's thigh towards the library floor. And as the sun lowered the evening shadows extended towards them like the long fingers of night, eager to hide their lewd act in darkness. Both were completely lost in their pleasure, grunting and grinding, thrusting against one another, completely oblivious to any watching eyes.

Kayla's squeezing asshole was working to milk Tom's shaft, the opening gripping around his cock, sliding up and down the most sensitive parts. He could the pressure building in his balls, the juices preparing to erupt into her and flood her ass.

Kayla was the first to ride the wave of pleasure to a crescendo, her moans changing to grunts and swear words, "Fuck...fuck...uh...fuck my ass!" With her fingers buzzing back and forth over her clit, she began to cum. Her legs quaked and she reached forward with a free hand to steady herself against a shelf of books. Her pussy pulsated and throbbed with her orgasm, matching the rapid pace of her heart, which beat a rhythm of pleasure through her body. The throbbing pleasure seemed to overcome her senses, and she felt almost as if nothing else existed but the extended, white hot satisfaction of her orgasm. The pulsations of her pussy suddenly seemed to refocus and heighten when she began to feel squirts of hot liquid jet from her and spatter against the library carpet. The feeling of Tom's cock buried in her asshole and her own incessant ministrations on her clit had caused her to squirt as she came. Several bursts of her cum continued to propel from her, causing a puddle between her feet.

It seemed as if Tom could directly feel her orgasm swelling through her, connected as they were. Each throb of pleasure in Kayla caused her to clench her asshole tightly around his cock, which in turn reverberated jolts of ecstasy through Tom. This carnal act of anal sex with a young girl in the depths of the library was sending him to levels of pleasure that he'd not experienced in years.

He couldn't hold back any longer as he heard the splashing of Kayla's cum against the floor. The intense bursts of pleasure shot from his cock and rocketed up his spine. He groaned as he felt his cum begin to erupt from within his balls, squirting up through the shaft and shooting deep into Kayla's asshole. He felt as if it were a fire hose loosing blasts of his cum, inundating her ass with his juice. He continued to pump against her with short, sharp thrusts as he emptied his load inside of her ass.

Kayla's orgasm seemed to grow in intensity as she felt his cum flooding her rear. She wiggled and reached lower, jamming her fingers harder up into her cunt. She wasn't sure if she was having multiple orgasms or just one extended orgasm. It didn't matter, all that mattered was that feeling of fullness and the emanating pleasure that seemed to rush through every nerve of her body.

Kayla was still pushing her ass back against Tom, slamming her asshole down around the base of his cock and feeling the cum shoot deep in her bowel. Juices continued to drip from her pussy, now oozing out around her fingers as she matched the thrusts of Tom's cock. Moans echoed through the room, accompanied by the noises of their wet thrusting. Their cries merged as they peaked and their orgasms synchronized.

Gradually their pleasure softened, tapering in to a warm glow that suffused their minds and soothed their tired muscles. She could feel Tom's cum oozing from her asshole and down her thighs to mingle with her own juices. A sticky mess that signified their mutual pleasure.

The last of Tom's cum squeezed from the tip of his cock and into Kayla's ass, while he remained buried inside of her, his hands firmly gripping her hips. His gasps gradually lowered back to deep, panting breaths as the euphoric pleasure subsided and reality returned. His cock remained semi-hard, but he felt exhausted, drained. He slowly, reluctantly, began to withdraw himself from her ass, easing gently out of her and taking a step back. He caught sight briefly, before Kayla flipped her skirt back down, of her asshole gaping and leaking his pearlescent cum.

She caught his eye, smiled that mischievous smile, then reached down behind her, under her skirt, and conspicuously dragged a finger between the cheeks of her ass. She withdrew it and paused, as if to prove to him that her finger was coated in his cum, then brought it to her mouth and seductively cleaned it with her tongue.

"Mmm...even nicer when it's fresh."

"Huh?"

"Oh nothing." She straightened, stretching her back and pulling her top back down over her breasts. She looked around, searching for where she'd kicked her thong, but gave up quickly with a shrug, settling with adjusting her skirt in to place. She turned back to Tom and reached deliberately into her skirt pocket, withdrawing a piece of paper and handing it over to him.

He looked it over, then scoffed. "And what makes you think I want your number?"

She smiled again, glancing obviously down at his dripping cock, "Because that was just the beginning."

He couldn't help but smile back, despite the irritation at her confidence. He casually put his cock away, tucking it back inside and zipping up his pants. As he looked up he caught her waving briefly from the end of the aisle before the disappeared off in to the library. He glanced back to the paper in his hand with her number on it, considering it before folding it neatly and putting it in his pocket. Perhaps this number would be worth keeping.