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Date: 6/10/2017, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: Just_A_Guy_You_Know, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

wanted his fucking cum in her throat. Anne didn't know how she knew it, but she sensed he was close. She moaned. Not loudly, but deeply enough to vibrate the head of his penis in her mouth. That did it! The man stiffened and she felt his cock pulse. Suddenly there was his warm sticky cum coating the back of her throat. It did taste salty, and much better than the cold cum she'd tasted from one of his used books. It seemed like he was going to cum forever. Blast after blast of it filled her mouth. When he was finished, he pulled out, and some of it dribbled down her chin. Anne pulled a book randomly from the shelf, opened it to the middle and wiped her chin with it. Then she spit the load she'd held in her mouth into the crease, closed it, and placed it back on the shelf. The man smiled in approval, though he also looked a bit dazed as if he was still trying to figure out what the fuck just happened. Anne stood, and pulled her pants up. "If you mention this to anyone, or say a word to me after this, I'll report what you've been doing," she threatened. "But-" the man protested. He seemed shocked. "Not a word," Anne reinforced. "I don't know you, you don't know me. We've never met. This never happened. Stay away from me. Understood?" The man looked shocked, but nodded. Without another word, Anne left the pervert in the aisle and went home, no longer a virgin. ------ "Hey, Anne, right?" It was a boy from her non-fiction class, Justin. He was kind of awkward and nerdy, but in a ... cute way. And he always had good comments about her work. Then again he was positive about everyone's stuff. Still it was better than the usual assholes who feel like they need to trash everything to show how intellectual they are. "Yeah," Anne affirmed noncommittally. "I really liked what you wrote this week." "Thanks, Justin." She nervously touched her hair. "The whole thing about leaving your mark on the world, it's like, I really identified with that." "Thanks," Anne said coldly, and started walking again towards the library. Not taking the hint, Justin walked with her. Anne didn't want to be rude to him - he was actually a pretty nice boy- but she was feeling the nerves again. Justin was oblivious to this, though, making small talk, mostly just campus news and gossip. It was the first warm day of Spring, and they had to dodge around several joggers. "Oh! Did you hear about what happened?" Justin asked as they reached the library. "Uh, no." "Apparently, some creep has been going around masturbating in the books here," Justin filled her in. "Ugh, gross!" Anne protested falsely. The memory of it made her feel tingly. "Who would do something like that?" "They don't know, you know?" Justin explained unhelpfully. "They didn't catch the guy. They just announced it in the campus paper that they were looking for him." As they walked through the doors, Anne looked across to the coffee shop. The pervert was there, sitting with another student, talking about something or other. He ...