The Lusty Librarian

by Matt Coolomon

  “We’ll see,” Sam answered. Her pussy was more inclined toward a firm yes.

  4

  There weren’t many people in the theatre. Cooper led his girlfriend up the red and blue carpeted walkway toward the least populated area. There were a group of four young guys in the middle section of the back row and some couples not far below them. The second row from the back had some girls at the far end and one man closest to where Cooper had chosen to sit. He led Sam into the second last row on the edge of the theatre. There was no one seated behind, nor in the two rows in front of them. The four guys were not far away. The older man was the only person with a direct view of their seats. Cooper placed his coat on the seat beside Sam. It obscured the view of her almost completely. They had an armrest that folded up. With that out of the way they cuddled. The movie was some kind of haunted house type thing. Ten minutes in and there was lots of darkness, because it was set mostly at night.

  “Are you still wet, baby?” he breathed.

  “Um… maybe…”

  “Let me check.”

  Sam was resting against his chest with her legs tucked up. He put his hand up her dress and found the waistband of her tights. He slipped down the front of them and inside her panties as well. She hummed softly as he forced fingers between her thighs. He found her slit to be tacky. Parting her delicate folds revealed wetness, though. Her upper leg moved slightly, giving him better access, and he used her slick juice to lubricate her outer lips then felt up inside of her with his middle finger. “Ooh that’s tight,” he groaned into her hair.

  Her head was buried in his neck, her little fingers twisted in the front of his shirt. He kept his finger in deep and rubbed her G-spot, banging her with firm little bumps of his hand. She lifted her upper leg further, her pelvis tilting to present her pussy to him. All the faces he could see in the flashes of light from the screen were looking straight ahead.

  Cooper lifted his girl’s chin and took her mouth with a wet, searching kiss. “Do you want to come, baby? Do you like it deep like this or should I work your clit.”

  She moaned into another kiss. “Deep, please.”

  “Hold my cock, love. Open my fly and slip your hand in.”

  She did as he said, her soft little fingers still cool from outside. Her touch sent a tingle down into his balls as he continued finger fucking her. She gripped his shaft and wanked slowly. He had to concentrate on what he was doing. He pulled his finger out, drawing the searing hot juice from deep inside of her and rubbing it over her clit. That made her squirm and squeeze his cock hard. He positioned his ring and middle fingers against her open hole and slid them up her in one fluid motion, her hard little nub then squashed against the calloused edge of his palm.

  Her moan was louder that time. She buried her face back into his neck and kept a firm hold of his cock while he worked into a determined rhythm, finger banging her. She was obviously unable to concentrate on stroking. That was good. She had to be close. Cooper checked around again. Two of the guys were looking over, but in the darkness, and with his coat bundled on the seat, Sam was well protected from their view. The fact that they would have known what was happening was adding to the excitement. Cooper didn’t mind that at all. He would sneak his girl out before the film ended. She wouldn’t have to face them or risk being recognised.

  “Uhh…hhh,” she whimpered into his shirt collar, her sexy little body tensing and her thighs clamping around his wrist. He held his two fingers firmly in place while her pussy throbbed and clenched on them. He cuddled her tight with his other arm, holding her until her orgasm subsided.

  She finally relaxed, and he pulled his hand out of her tights and from under her dress. He licked his fingers, sucking her intoxicating aroma and taste from them.

  “Oh wow,” she said, taking a big breath. “That was um… that was nice,” she said sweetly, lifting her head and presenting her lips to be kissed. Cooper obliged, her soft, and now warm, fingers stroking his shaft and flailing over the head. “What about you?” she whispered.

  “I know. I’m nearly there too.”

  “Should we go? It’s not far to your place.”

  “No. Not yet. Let’s stay out tonight. We haven’t strolled yet. I want to show you off some more.”

  “Oh.” She lifted her face for another kiss. “But what about…”

  Cooper checked around. The guys had lost interest, it seemed.

  “I’m seriously nearly there, baby. No one’s watching. Would you mind?”

  She smiled. Her hand was still moving up and down, her fingernails sending bolts of sheer ecstasy through Cooper’s loins. She lowered her head to his lap. He grabbed his coat and held it so no one would be able to see her down there.

  He grinned. “Don’t spill any, baby.”

  She peered up from his dick, her pretty eyes sparkling in the flash of light from the movie screen. “Oh, I won’t.”

  Her hot little mouth opened over his cock head and he nearly came right then. The sensation almost overpowered him. He controlled it, just, as she began sucking him off. She plunged deep, taking him into the back of her mouth, swirling her tongue over his head and caressing his shaft as she went. Then she pulled back, sucking hard, letting her lips tease him as her little stroking hand continued to stimulate below. She teased his head with a few dainty licks and gradually progressed lower and deeper until he was fully engulfed again.

  The guys were all watching now, the older man too. Cooper held his coat in place and kept a straight face. The effort to do that made it impossible to maintain any other control, and after a moment he erupted, ejaculating heavy bursts of come into the warmth of his girl’s mouth.

  She hummed as she accepted his load, swallowing and sucking the last of it from his now ultra-sensitive cock head. He flinched and squirmed. She giggled.

  “Come on, let’s go,” he said, fixing his pants. “Those guys are all watching. They can’t see but they know what we’ve been up to.”

  He took Sam’s hand and led her from the cinema out onto the street. She was still giggly and smiling.

  ***

  Sam could hardly believe herself. Who was this wanton woman she had become? No, become wasn’t the right word. She’d been like this long ago, before all the fun and excitement had been sucked out of her life and sober responsibility had taken over. But the fun-loving sexy girl she’d once been was still in there. Always had been, as her marathon masturbation sessions over the years had proved. It had only taken the right partner to release that pent-up passion. In the hour or so they’d been inside the theatre, the streets had emptied considerably. Once they passed the throng of teens waiting to get into the late showing of that coming-of-age film, downtown was about deserted. Most of the shops had closed at 8:00, and now, at 8:20, the last of the lingering shoppers had been pushed out into the street and were making their way to their cars and heading home. This town more or less shut down in the evening, even on a Friday. The determined partiers had to go to someone’s home, or head to the gentleman’s club 10 miles south.

  Sam turned her attention back to Cooper, as they strolled hand in hand down Main Street, past darkened windows and brick streets.

  “Help me understand, love,” he said at last. “I think I get you, but I want to be sure. The issue is with people seeing how hot you are, right? When we’re alone, or invisible, you’re as sexy as they come. But once the lights come on…”

  “Yes,” she replied. “You’ve got it. It’s not sex that makes me uncomfortable. It’s scrutiny. For one thing, I’m a fairly young head librarian, and I have to maintain a certain dignity even when I’m not at work because I represent the library. The other part is just… well just a hint of shyness. I’ve never been good in crowds or up in front of people. For instance, I have a conference coming up. They keep asking me to present but I never do. I can talk to people one on one, or to a group of children, but being on display in front of a group of adults makes me… uncomfortable.”

  She looked up at
Cooper. He shrugged. “That’s not unusual, love. Lots of people feel that way.”

  “So you can see how that works then, right?”

  “Sure. Goes with those unflattering clothes you wear to work. Trying to disappear. Not let people know there’s a person behind the librarian. Teachers sometimes do the same, don’t they?”

  “Yes.” She nodded, glad he understood.

  He slipped his arm around her waist and leaned close to her ear. “So I can do what I want with you as long as no one finds out?” He nipped her earlobe.

  “Watch out, hot stuff,” she retorted teasingly, to suppress a moan. “I wouldn’t say ANYTHING… but more or less yes.”

  “Okay. Gotcha. Lots of sex in private, buttoned up in public. I’m still showing you off, though.” He stopped under a streetlight and pulled her close, lowering his mouth to hers. Rather than fight, she slipped her arms around his neck and accepted the kiss. His lips felt warm on hers, and soft. His tongue slipped into her mouth, pulled back and plunged again. A sex kiss. Right out on the street in front of the cars streaming past. She let him, enjoyed it. Her tongue pressed against his.

  When he pulled back, she sighed. “I could kiss you all night, Cooper. Come Monday, everyone in town will know the library lady has a lover.”

  “I’m glad. I want everyone to know you’re mine.”

  She smiled. Staking his claim, was he? She didn’t mind.

  She guided his mouth back to hers and kissed him. “And you’re mine,” she whispered against his lips.

  Apparently those words meant a lot to Cooper. The kiss exploded into a hot wet exploration of each other’s mouths as he crushed her to his front, where a firming erection pressed to her belly.

  “Are you the energizer bunny?” she giggled. “I think I’m insulted. That hot blow job and you’re still up? What does it take to finish you off, babe?”

  He trailed his lips to her ear and murmured, “You turn me on, Samantha. I can’t help it. And I won’t be satisfied until I slide this…” He gave a little thrust that pressed his hard cock into her belly. “… into your wet little slit.”

  Samantha shivered. “Shall we go right now?”

  He stepped back from her and took her hand. “Not yet. Let it build.” Then he changed the subject. “So, babe, something has just occurred to me. I recall you saying last week that you were bad enough to read my stories but not bad enough to write one. Do you write, Samantha?”

  She blushed. “No, not really.”

  “Not really is not a real answer. It’s like saying you’re a little bit pregnant. Either you write or you don’t. Which is it, baby?”

  “Well, I’m not published, of course. But I have a few little… I don’t know… stories that I tinker with from time to time.”

  “Erotic stories?”

  “Kind of, but more like really hot romance. But they’re nothing.”

  “What makes you say that? Why would they be nothing?”

  “I don’t know.” She broke off.

  “Have you ever shown them to anyone? Gotten an opinion?”

  She shook her head. “Of course not. I couldn’t do that. Please, forget it, Cooper. Forget I said anything. They’re not important.”

  He gave her a hard look but let the subject drop.

  “So,” she continued. “What about you? How did you decide to become a writer? And why did you choose erotica? Have you written anything else?”

  “I’ve always written. Poetry, short stories… a few novels that I’ve published. Psychological thrillers. The erotic stories are for fun, and people seem to like them so I share them on-line. As long as we don’t take them seriously, I think erotic stories are a good thing.”

  All the while they’d been walking and talking, Cooper’s presence, his touch had been lighting Samantha up more and more. And if the swell in Cooper’s trousers, revealed by the streetlights, was any indication, he was just as affected by her presence. Certainly his hand had wandered from her fingers to her back, and was now resting on her bottom, occasionally giving a little squeeze.

  She thought back to earlier in the fitting room. Filtering out the noise of all the shoppers around them, the actual event had been hot beyond belief. Her sexy fantasy brought to life. She remembered how she’d looked, bent over the mirror, her pussy exposed as Cooper fingered and licked it. If she hadn’t chickened out, she could have watched him slide that sexy cock of his into her. He would have done exactly what she’d described at the restaurant. He was just that kind of man.

  “Cooper?” she bit her lip as he glanced at her.

  “What’s up, love?”

  “I… um… I.” Damn it, Sam, stop stuttering. Be a grown up and ask for what you want. “Do you think we could… go back to the department store?”

  “Aren’t they closed?” She could see the gears turning in his head as he tried to understand what she wanted.

  “No. Only local businesses close at 8. This place stays open until 10.”

  “What did you want at the store? Did some of that lingerie catch your eye?” He still didn’t believe she was asking for what she, well, was asking for.

  “No,” she said, softly but firmly. “I want to take you in the fitting room and watch in the mirror while you fuck me.” Just saying the words made her belly clench with nerves and her pussy clench with arousal.

  5

  They were back at the department store within a few minutes. Cooper was leading, pulling his girlfriend along a little. She had become kind of relaxed, a silly grin on her face. “I know what we did wrong,” he said, grabbing a shirt from a rack they passed. He led her into the change area. There were six cubicles for ladies along the corridor to the left and the same set-up for men to the right. Cooper had nearly been caught sneaking out of the second one on the ladies side last time. “The problem was we tried the ladies area and it’s like a community meeting down there. Here in the blokes section we just try stuff on and keep to ourselves.” He pulled Sam into the first cubicle. There was shuffling going on next door. Another guy walked past and glanced in before Cooper had closed the door. His eyes lit up.

  Cooper cuddled up behind Sam. “You’d rather be fucked in a men’s change room wouldn’t you, baby?”

  She nodded. The silly grin was still there on her pretty face, along with a blush now. She bent forward and held onto a stool that was fixed to the floor. It was a footrest with a waist-high frame. It allowed her to bend virtually horizontal, and there were mirrors to her left and behind where Cooper was standing, undoing his pants.

  He dropped his trousers and boxers, kicking them aside with his shoes. Sam just watched him as he reached beneath her and felt her tits, squeezing each and tweaking her nipples, getting them hard. The guy in the next cubicle left and someone else entered and closed the door. Sam was biting a lip. They couldn’t afford to make a sound.

  Cooper reached up under her dress and gathered her tights and panties, pulling them from her hips and down her legs. She stepped out of them, and he dropped them with his clothes in the corner of the small room. It was a large cubicle, big enough to move around freely.

  He lifted the skirt of her dress, pulling it up over her hips, exposing her tight little slit. He looked at it, directly for a moment then in the mirror. He could see Sam looking at it too so he gripped her bottom with both hands and used his fingertips to open her outer folds and reveal the moist pink flesh inside. His dick was hard and levering horizontally. It was touching her, resting on her hip. He released her and took hold of it, slapping her bottom with it… watching her face and her eyes as he did that. With his free hand he reached up the back of her dress and flicked the catch on her bra strap, then he searched under her slender body and felt her left tit bare beneath the cup. Her nipple was still hard. He pinched it as he released his cock and felt between her pussy lips with his middle fingertip.

  Her body was preparing itself for servicing by a man. There was moisture present within the folds of her opening. Poking his finger in
a little, he found thick lubricating fluid. He drew some of that from her and smeared it around, then gradually worked his finger in as she lifted her bottom and squirmed back onto it.

  Her other nipple had remained hard too. Reaching in beneath her, he massaged that breast firmly and rolled the tight little raspberry between his fingers. He withdrew his finger from her pussy and smeared her juices over his cock head. She watched him doing that. He then edged closer but remained to one side as he pressed his dick against her slit and opened it. Her pink petals gripped his shaft as he abandoned her tits and used both hands to peel her bottom open and expose what he was doing to her. He held her spread with one hand and took his cock in his other, sinking it into her then pulling it out, then sinking back in and pulling out to leave her pussy gaping.

  She was watching intently, her breathing quiet but ragged. He inserted his dick again. At the odd angle it stretched her pussy. He held her bottom from the far side and peeled her wide open so they could see his dick inside of her. It was about halfway in. Her creamy juice was pooling around it, seeping from reddened flesh.

  Cooper inserted further, moving behind her and grinding against her with his balls pressing into her wetness that time. He grabbed her tits and fucked her for a bit, the sound of him slapping against her probably audible enough to hear outside the door, but the next cubicle was empty again. He fucked her until she lifted and gripped him behind the neck, pulling him close and squirming hard back against him. Her orgasm hit quickly and he held her through it, grinding up into her while her body spasmed and her sopping little hole pulsed around his cock.

  Someone else entered the next cubicle. Cooper leaned over Sam’s back and whispered, “Bend over again, love. I’d better finish off before the manager comes knocking on the door.”