My First Time in a Public Library

My first time was entirely unforgettable.

As long as I can remember, I couldn’t wait to taste my first cock. I craved a big, fat juicy cock in my tiny pussy so badly, I was willing to do it with anyone. Then one day, I finally had my first time — in a public library. 

To begin with, I was short on time at the library seeking a book for a research project. Wearing a white collared shirt, plaid tie, a matching pleated skirt, knee-high white stockings, and my black and white saddle shoes, with my hair swept neatly into two ponytails, I was searching high and low for this book, but it didn’t seem to be there. 

I got on a stool to see if it was up any higher. I was up on my tip-toes when suddenly I felt something brush against my leg. He smiled mischievously at me as I looked down at him. I blushed, suddenly aware that while I was reaching for the books, my white cotton panties peeked out from under my skirt. Embarrassed, I tugged at my hemline.

“Nice view,” he remarked. “What book are you looking for all the way up there?” 

I mustered the courage to whisper: “It’s called The Enchanter … but I don’t think it’s up here.” 

“That’s a pretty adult novel for someone like you.” 

“I’m working on a project.” I blushed.

“Precocious little thing, aren’t you? Well, I don’t think it would be in the non-fiction section. Is this your first time in a library?” I was heartily dismayed. Of course, I was in the wrong section. Could this be any more embarrassing? 

“Come with me, let’s see if we can find it together.” He helped me down off the stepping stool, his hand lingering in mine for a moment.

My heart was racing. I was nervous and excited about potentially having my first time with this man.  

We walked over to the fiction section, which was a little more secluded. I looked over my shoulder as we walked, watching the librarians disappear behind stacks and stacks of books. As we got nearer to the section I studied him walking in front of me. He was tall and strong-looking, almost twice my size. I felt so small and safe around him. He smelled like a fireplace at Christmas, like pine and smoke. Suddenly we stopped.

“You might have better luck here,” he said. “I believe Nabokov is somewhere along the bottom.” Meanwhile, I fell to my knees and began searching for the book. He chuckled and bent down, grazing his hand over my back. “That’s a good girl,” he said. In this case, his touch was warm, and it unlocked in me a familiar feeling. The desire I had been trying especially hard to control overwhelmed me. Moreover, it was like an ocean of hot water in my belly, which was churning. I pressed my legs together to hold it in. Was this going to be my first time?

He kept his hand on my back and slid it down my skirt until he was holding onto my left cheek, his fingers flitting playfully around my panties. “Yes, I think it’s right down there,” he said, pointing in front of my face with his free hand. I leaned forward and nearly felt his fingers on my clitoris. I began rocking back and forth slowly to encourage him. “Oh, you like that don’t you?” He said, letting his fingers slide into my tight wet pussy. He began massaging me from the inside, and I started moaning.

He put his hand over my mouth to stifle my moans.

“Quiet, this is a library!” he whispered in my ear, kissing down my neck. He guided my hand to his pants, where a stiff erection was aching for my touch. He guided my hands to unbutton his pants and unzip his zipper, his big thick cock fell out with a heavy thwack on my hand. I wrapped my hand around it and rubbed it for a moment before turning and falling to my knees, taking it hungrily in my mouth.

Sticking it all the way down my throat, I sucked it relentlessly. This time he moaned, and put his own hand on his mouth, winking down at me, putting his hand on my head and forcing it deeper onto his cock. Within a few seconds, he pulled me up and turned me back around, thrusting into me and entering me. Suddenly, my entire body felt like it was exploding. He continued thrusting into me; this coupled with him sliding one hand over my mouth and using his other to pull my ass cheeks apart had me soaking wet. In short, I had never felt anything like this before. 

Before I knew it, he let out a groan, “I’m cumming inside you, Chloe,” he whispered, as he quivered from head to toe. 

He pulled his shiny cock out of me and wiped it on my cotton panties before pulling them back up around my waist. He stashed his cock furtively back into his pants and pulled a book off the shelf. “I believe this was what you were looking for?” At the same time, he smiled and walked away. Looking down, I saw what was in my hands: The Enchanter.

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