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Where I live, I am unable to receive the "monthly periodicals" with out embarrassment. But the local library has quite the collection. Usually a month behind, but they are there none the less. So today is the day of my monthly visit. Knowing that it is a very quiet day at the library. And knowing that the magazine section is in a rather secluded area of the library so I can have a little privacy when reading the "articles". I also get to see my favorite librarian, Leigh. There is something about her, I just don't know what it is. Maybe, today will be the day I actually work up the courage to ask her out on a date. Ha, right. She knows what I do back there. But she is still friendly towards me. Heck, we have even exchanged phone numbers so that she can let me know when the latest from one of my several favorite authors comes in, I suppose.

Well, as I walk in, I don't see Leigh. She must be putting books away somewhere. I make my way quietly to the back corner as I try not to disturb any of the other guests of the library. I don't see any, but that doesn't mean that they aren't there. I walk quietly, and slowly. I'm not a man on a mission. but I do know where I am going. As I start to round the corner to the magazine section, which has two couches in a L shape. I notice someone is there. It's Leigh. That stopped me in my tracks. I hope she hasn't noticed me. She does look rather beautiful today. Her blond hair. Those naughty looking librarian glasses. A very revealing low cut, v neck sweater. Her beautiful legs flowing from beneath her skirt which ends a few inches above her knees. And something I never noticed before. She is barefoot. She seems to be reading a magazine herself. Maybe I should join her? No way, I'm enjoying just looking at her right now from behind a book shelf.

I don't know what she is reading, but she seems to be enjoying it. A coy smile crosses her face as she lets out a moan like sigh. She is facing me, yet I don't think she has seen me. Probably due to the fact that I am looking through the book shelves. She turns the page, and lets out another sigh. I look closer at what she is reading, and I can make out that it is the same magazine that I intended to get a look at this month. Wow, who knew. Why is she reading it? Surely she isn't a "perv" like me. That's when I notice one of her hands reaching up and giving her breasts a nice squeeze and a little rub while letting out a barely audible moan. Oh, this is going to be good.

As I watch, her hand slips underneath her sweater. Rubbing, squeezing and pulling on her nipple. She closes her eyes. Her smile turns in to her biting her lower lip. She is enjoying this. She puts the magazine down on the coffee table, and puts that hand on her leg. Lightly touching it. Using her finger nails. She is continuing to caress her breast with her other hand. Going from one nipple to the other. Squeezing her full breast, and then kneading the nipple. Her moans get a little more louder, but not too loud. Just enough that I can make them out clearly.

The hand on her leg gently and methodically moves to her inner thigh. Inching up her skirt as she goes. Rubbing, and running her nails over it. She is half laying down, and half sitting up in the corner of the couch. She moves one leg up on to the couch, which gives me a very clear view between her legs. And what she is not wearing. You can see that she is moist, and is enjoying herself very much. She brings the hand that was on her legs up to her mouth. And in a very sensuous move, licks her finger. Then proceeds to suck on it as if it were a lollipop. Her beautiful lips surround it, sucking and moistening it. Her finger slowly moving in and out.

At this point, I realize that I am very turned on by watching this. My hard, throbbing member being confined to my jeans. But it is obvious by the bulge in my pants. I am wishing that it wasn't her finger that Leigh was sucking on. My own hand is rubbing myself through my jeans. I hope she doesn't see me. I don't want her to run away and hide due to embarrassment. So I will just hide and watch. This is much better than the dirty magazines anyway.

With my thoughts now back focused on Leigh, I see that she has gotten her finger very moist. I can see the wetness glisten in the lights of the library. She moves her hand down between her legs and proceeds to gently message the lips between her legs. As she touches her now swollen clit, she lets out a soft moan. Gently she rubs, and caresses herself. She gets more and more wet. Her other hand is still playing with her nipples. But her sweater is now loose, and a bear breast is exposed. With her other hand she is still rubbing her clit. You can see that she she is even more wet. The pace of her finger increases as she now inserts her finger into her self with a slightly louder moan. With her other hand, she lifts her breast to her mouth where she starts to suck on her nipple. Gently, with a little bit of tongue. Moaning with her eyes still closed, She now has two fingers inside of herself. Faster and faster. Deeper and deeper they move. Pausing only to rub her clit.

I now realize that I have unzipped my pants. And have my own member in my hands. Stroking myself. I am as hard as a rock and throbbing. I am wishing that it was my cock, instead of her fingers, that was thrusting in and out of her swollen pussy. I wish it was me that was making her moan with ecstasy. With my hand moving faster and faster along its shaft, and the other hand caressing my testicles, I look back at the beautiful woman pleasuring herself in front of me.

Her fingers are moving faster. In and out. Deeper and deeper. Now with her other hand on the inside of her thighs. Her back is arched. Her eyes are closed. Moaning, and biting her lower lip. Her fingers glisten with her juices. Which, by now, I can faintly smell. While she fingers herself with one hand, she now starts sucking on the fingers of her other hand. Almost as if she wants it to be something else. Sucking and moaning. I can her the slight sounds of her slurping on her fingers. Her fingers moving in and out of her mouth and pussy in unison. Getting into a rhythm. Faster and faster. The sound of her moans escalate. Her hips bucking against her hand between her legs. I watch as she fucks herself with her fingers, in to a frenzy. At that moment, she removes her fingers from her mouth, grabs her nipple and squeezes. Her back arches, and she lets out a rather loud gasp and moan. Her body trembles as she climaxes, and a noticeable gush of juices flow from her very wet pussy. Her hand still cupping and squeezing her breast, while the other is still between her legs as her body convulses slightly from wave after wave of an intense orgasm.

While Leigh is experiencing her own explosion. I have been stroking my cock harder and faster. I feel the throbbing getting more and more intense. I feel like I am about to explode myself. I try to hold back, but I can't. I start to go weak at the knees as my own orgasm spews from me. I stifle my own groan as to not scare her away. I stand there, holding myself up with one hand, and the other squeezing my now cumming cock in my hand. I look over towards her, as she is lying there on the couch. Now gently rubbing herself. Still experiencing the remaining waves of her very intense orgasm. A look of pure ecstasy across her face. I wish that we were in each others arms. Feeling each other orgasm envelope the two of us at the same time. Just holding on while euphoria comes over us. But, alas, I must stand here enjoying my orgasm while watching the beautiful librarian enjoy hers.

Realizing that I have made a complete mess. I silently make my way to the bathroom to clean myself up, and to get something to clean up the mess I made. When I return to the "scene of the crime", I notice she is now gone. Nowhere in sight. I hope I wasn't dreaming. I hope I didn't just do something in front of a bunch of people. Well, I no longer need to see any magazines, because I now have a great vision that will last me months. As I stealthily make my way out the door, and half way to the car. My phone beeps indicating I have a text message. So I look:

"Next time, instead of making a mess by your self, maybe you should come over and make a mess with me. :-* Leigh"
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Comments(3)

curiosziti
Posted 03 Oct 2012 09:50
ahhhh, the library & it's secluded corners.
SirSpanksAlot80
Posted 15 Sep 2011 02:31
WOW, LOVED this story was so SEXY n well written. LOVE naughty Librarians, want to read more Keep up the GREAT work Bro
man_o_fire
Posted 04 Jul 2011 16:45
Hope they get together real soon
 

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