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

his red face which by her estimation was modestly handsome. His eyes were shut in concentration. And she could see it too: all hot and red and swollen with the head purple and ripe. His hand kept running up and down the length of it in quick steady strokes. Anne, in spite of her, wanted to get closer. She quietly moved around to the aisle on the other side of the shelf and crept towards where the man was beating off. Her body tingled with excitement. She could hear him breathing quietly but quickly on the other side of the shelf. There was space between the books where she could see through to the other side, at least a little. But she didn't want him to see her. From what she judged was a safe distance, she dropped to her hands and knees and crawled to the place directly across from the man. Her heart was pounding in her chest, but as long as he was standing, she judged that the books would hide her from his sight. When she looked through the shelf she found her face was level with his cock. It was only three feet away from her. She was equally disgusted and fascinated. This close, it was even bigger than she thought. She watched him grasp and grip it, rubbing the shiny head repeatedly. His pace quickened. If Anne didn't know better, she'd have thought that such abuse would leave painful bruises. Suddenly the hand stopped and the grip intensed. Anne heard a low groan from above her, while a load of sticky white cum shot in spurts out onto the pages of the book. After about ... twenty seconds, it seemed like the cock was drained. The pervert wiped the last few drops from the head of his cock onto the printed paper, closed the book and put it back on the shelf. Unceremoniously, he tucked his softening penis back into his slacks, did up his fly and walked away. Anne quickly moved in the opposite direction making sure she wouldn't be noticed when the man reached the end of the aisle. She took the long way back to her desk. As she sat, she became aware that her panties were more than a little damp. Had she really been turned on watching the old pervert? She should report him. Some unsuspecting student would check that book out and get a nasty surprise. It was gross (sexy). Unhygienic (hot). Disgusting (exciting). She was certain she could identify him if she saw him again... If she saw it again... Anne sucked in her breath involuntarily. She was becoming even more turned on than ever. She decided she wasn't going to get anymore reading done that afternoon. Anne drove home, quickly said hello to her mother in the kitchen, and went up to her bedroom. When she was safely behind the closed door, she hiked up her dress and slipped her panties down. They had become very wet as she kept replaying the scene over and over again in her mind. She felt a need like she'd never felt before to touch herself. She let her fingers explore between her legs, pulling at the tuft of pubic hair, sliding into the slippery crack, and then spreading her lips. She rubbed at her ...