1. In the Stacks


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

    a pervert... Just like me..." she whispered out loud, catching herself off guard. Anne decided to leave the professor to his ignorant student, and climbed to the third floor of the library, where she occupied her usual kiosk. She felt restless. After twenty minutes, she was about to get up and go do her ritual, when the man appeared at the top of the stairs. Anne watched him cross the floor and disappear into the stacks without even sitting. She got up herself, and followed him at a distance. His pace seemed quicker than usual, his route more direct to his destination. Anne felt excited, anticipating what was to come next. She took her place on the other side of the shelf, kneeling as the man unzipped his pants. She could see he was already hard. It must have been some kind of meeting. She felt her own juices begin to flow as his penis made an appearance in the open air. He began stroking it quickly. Anne slipped her hand inside her pants and began to finger herself as well. She could hear him breathing pretty hard. Her own breathing had also become more intense. She hoped that he wouldn't hear it. What if he caught her. What if...? An idea occurred to her. Anne crawled back to the end of the aisle, then stood and walked back to her place on the other side of where the pervert was jerking off. She saw his face through the books. It was tense with concentration and pleasure. His eyes were closed. She was so turned on, knowing that she was visible to him. She again started to ...
    touch herself. A small moan escaped her. The pervert's eyes suddenly sprang open in surprise. He stopped mid-stroke and stared at her. It looked like he was about to sprint. "No, wait." Anne begged. The man froze. "Keep going." The man looked very confused. Anne began unfastening the buttons on her blouse, exposing her black bra and ample cleavage . Slowly, the man pulled his cock back out of his pants and resumed stroking it. She loved the feeling of being the object of his desire now. She stood back so he could get a better view of her, letting her hands wander over her body, caressing her breasts, her stomach, her thighs, the sensitive spot between her thighs. Oh God! She undid her jeans, sliding them down slightly to show him her black underwear. Could he tell from where he was, how soaking wet she was ? It seemed to her impossible for him not to know. She pulled them down a little, first showing her little trimmed patch of hair, then some more. Anne once again slid her fingers inside herself, while he watched. The feeling was so good, she felt like she was on the path to cumming. The man stopped again. Anne listened and heard a couple of voices approaching. Shit! She quickly pulled her blouse down and pants up, buttoning them just a second before a couple of frat boys appeared at the end of the aisle. They were complaining about the bullshit reading assignment their professor had given them. One of them gave Anne an appraising look as they passed, then they were gone. ...
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