Library Fantasy

Original posting Aug 4, 2008

A friend recently asked about my fantasies… Well…I will satisfy his and possibly your curiosity with one of them…

I have such a love affair with books (or maybe it is just information in general) so I have a fantasy of meeting a hot looking man (a young Robert Redford type comes to mind) in a grand old library (like the one in Portland, OR) that is large, has marble floors, columns, and several floors with small rooms (for rare books) where we can slide in to quietly express ourselves and risk getting caught in public at the same time.

I am wearing crotch-less pantyhose, no panties, a black mid-thigh high skirt, a red cropped sweater top with my boustier bra on underneath, cute black platform shoes with a dash of my favorite scent, Shalimar on the back of my neck. My blonde hair is pulled back behind one ear exposing my lovely pearl earring.

I walk up to the rare books room and wander through the isles thumbing thru the classics when a man wanders through the isle next to me and I can barely see his full, strawberry-blonde feathered- head of hair over the books on the shelf between us. Then I peer back into the book I have selected “To Kill a Mockingbird” as if I am reading it because I can sense this tall drink-of-water is at the one end of the bookcase glancing at me feeling as though he wants me.

Then I feel him…he walks behind me and brushes my ass w/ his big strong hand…my ass tightens upon his touch from surprise. I smell just a hint of his cologne, Royall Lyme, which turns me on.

I try to concentrate on the book thinking maybe he touched me by accident, but my attention is once again distracted by him as he walks back towards me again. This time he stops behind me and gently bushes the hair away from the back of my neck and then kisses my neck. My head tilts back and to one side as my shoulders pull up and goose-bumps form on my arms. I let out a soft sigh “aahh”.

Then this mystery man softly grabs my hair slowly pulling my hair back and to one side with his mouth drifting towards my face and eventually his mouth meets my mouth and we begin kissing passionately. While his one hand has my hair griped in his fist his other hand has slid around my waist and up my cropped top to cup my breasts in his large hand. The hand then pulls down the demi-cup to be able to fondle my entire breast and his body is pressed against mine which is pushed into the book shelf.

By this time the book has fallen on the floor and my hands are now grasping behind my body desperately seeking the way to the button and zipper on his pants. My hand makes contact and just short of ripping his pants open, the hardware complies with my demand and his trousers begin to fall to the floor. My hand feels his rock hard 9” cock bulging out towards the front of his soft cotton boxer shorts. My fingers weave their way into the slit in the shorts and grab a hold of his luxuriously soft shaven crotch area…feeling his large uncircumcised cock and balls.

The stranger and I are still dining on each others tongue, my nipples are hard and my kitty is wet and desiring with great anticipation some satisfaction and release.

Then his one hand that has been gripping my hair makes its way down my back to my skirt and around to the front and he begins using his fingers to tease my clit while his other hand has left my breast and he uses it to guide his long, thick, hard cock between my cheeks to my throbbing and excited yoni.

He then takes one hand and slides it up to my stomach and has me half-wrapped in his arm as my legs widen and move back a bit so that my upper body lowers making penetration deeper inside me. His back straightens upward and is virtually leaning against the book shelf behind him as we now consume the whole width of the isle.

He is thrusting gently and slowly at first while the fingers on his one hand circulates my clit. My hands grip the book shelf in front of me and my teeth are biting my lower lip to keep from moaning aloud. My hips sway side to side, back and forth to keep in rhythm with the luscious cock that is filling me up.

As confused and aroused as I am…I am praying no one walks into the room as I am enjoying every minute of this powerful exchange of energy…as much as I want to be in the moment of this lustful experience I know I must keep an ear out for any signs of someone coming into view of our lustful act.

I don’t want this encounter to end…the moments build more and more tension as my clit begins to enlarge from the stimulation and my fluid has made his cock slide easier and faster and the speed of his manlihood- sliding in and out- increases to the point where my ever-enlarging clit feels his shaft on every stroke.

Sweat begins to build on my forehead and my eyes shut and tighten…I am now seeing darkness for a moment and then the swirls of color (like the kind you see in an acid trip) are flashing thru my mind’s eye. I know the time is quickly approaching where I am going to cum fast and hard and I am going to want to scream with ecstasy when I climax.

The only utterance I make to my lover is to take his hand off my clit and put it across my mouth as I am going to cum any minute…then it happens…a burst of color flashes before my eyes…sweat is beading down my back, face and chest as I pull my body forward and release his cock from the grip of my pulsating feminine cavity as I cum with complete shockwaves that shake my body and leave me wanting to fall to the floor. His arm is keeping me upright as my legs want to buckle and give way. At this moment I am most grateful for his strength. My lover has climaxed at the same time and is in his own world now too.

Our encounter was memorable and somehow we both managed to keep from alerting the library staff and patrons of our pleasure-filled time together, thankfully.

THE END !!!

Yeow.....I need a cold shower!

xoxoxxo

Emma