1. The Library slave


    Date: 6/16/2017, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: Dickie, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    and exposed her breast at the end of the long row of books she felt the thrill of being topless in such a public place in the middle of the afternoon. Her clit throbbed with every step as she moved towards him. After what felt like an eternity she arrived back to him, a sly smile gracing her face. “How was that?” he asked. “I love it! What’s next?” she whispered enthusiastically. He pushed her dress past her curvy hips, as she wiggled her hips it fell to the floor. There she was, standing completely naked in her library with nothing but the steel plug and her appetite for more. After picking up her clothing he grabbed her by the hand and ushered her towards a small desk back down the aisle. He admired her figure as he sat down in the chair. Her eyes looked down at him, subconsciously begging to be his slave while she patiently waited for further direction. “Turn around and bend over,” he said. As she did he spanked her bare ass. “Shhhhhh,” emanated from a desk further down the row from an oblivious student deep in their studies. He slowly grazed a finger up her thighs and between her lips, soaking his forefinger with her juices before he licked it clean as she looked at him, blushing. “Put your dress back on,” he told her. “That’s enough for today.” Confused, she obeyed his command and they made their way back to the parking lot. As they climbed in the car she asked, “Did I do something wrong, Sir?” “No, you’re going to blow me here,” he replied. “Get on all fours, and lift ...
    your skirt so your ass and pussy can be seen through the window then take me in your throat,” he ordered as he unzipped his pants, revealing his swollen cock standing up right. She gagged as soon as she forced his manhood all the way in, saliva dripping from her bottom lip. She repeatedly took him deep, feeling the engorged head of his cock gliding in her mouth and the slightly sweet and salty precum mixing with her spit. He started the car and pulled out of the parking lot as she continued giving her best effort to continually deep throat him, only occasionally coming up for a gasp of air. As they pulled into his driveway he pulled the dress over her head and directed her to walk to the door of the house. He remained seated in the car, watching her saunter up the steps, the plug gleaming in the sun until she turned around at the door, waiting for him to unlock it. He walked up to meet her, grabbing her ass with one hand and pushing his index against the toy while he unlocked the door with his other hand. “Bend over the couch,” he snapped dryly. She walked over and bent over as he had demanded. He spanked her, the snap echoing through the room. “Have I done well, Sir?” she asked. On the second spank she released a guttural moan and arched her back, pushing her ass towards him and throwing her head back. Without saying a word he left the room and returned with a wooden spatula. Smack , again, the silence was broken. “Please, Sir, fuck me,” she begged, “fuck me hard.” Smack , ...
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