I received a notice my book was ready for pickup.

The librarian scanned my card, looked at my account and then stood up from her desk.

“Follow me.” She said. But her eyes and smile, definitely showed it was going to be worth it.

Deep in the back of the library.

She bent over at the waist to reach the book from the bottom shelf. Her black pumps matched her black draped skirt. No panty line was clear as she turned back to look up before standing.

When she handed me the book, she pressed her breasts against my chest. Her other hand slid down my shirt down to the top button of my pants.

Second later my cock was out and fully erect in her hand. Sliding to her knees she wrap her lips all the way down the shaft to where I could feel her at the base.

I was trying to keep my legs from giving out as she finished, checking me out.

“I look forward to you returning, the favor when it is due.” She said as I took the book. She pursed her beautiful red lips in a silent kiss as I left.

I wasn’t sure about this “describe sex in a library setting” challenge, so I put the wife in the car and went to find out first hand. I have to say, she wasn’t impressed... said it was not much different than sex any other place, but with a lot more, “shushing.”

I disagree. I couldn’t help feeling that I had acquired some ancient, mysterious knowledge afterwards. Of course, it was “Greek Week”.

Her blonde hair shook free from her ponytail, unbound like an ancient book.

This was the most exciting story in the library.

And I took it from the shelf, removed the jacket and surveyed the cover.

Her breasts strained at her buttoned blouse, ready to burst free. So well stacked.

A new chapter was about to begin as my trembling hands unbuttoned her blouse, my eyes enchanted by the contents.

I came to a full stop as I unfastened the final button. A period of silence. Paige looked at me, smiling.

My hands gently stroked her nipples through her bra.

I was nervous. My colon twitched; as did my semi.

I was so glad I'd booked this appointment with the head librarian.

She was open to my advances and promised I would not have to make a withdrawal.

I entered the Librarian as I had entered the Library, firm and erect.

And her sighs told their own story as she opened for me and guided me to the climax, where all was revealed.

I journeyed to the library

Where there I metaphrase

I’d never met a phrase like her

She had me in a daze!

She was built like a poetic goddess

Her body of works displayed on her cover

I could tell by fondling her ample pages

That metaphrase was a well-read lover

I sensed with this beautiful metaphrase

It would soon turn metaphysical

If only I knew where to take my cue

I’d put a little English on her binding too!

Without much prompting or hesitation

Our intellectual intercourse began

Quietly there in the library floor

I proved to her I was her man

The scent of our lovemaking filled the air

Upon that library floor

There I left dear metaphrase

Begging me for more and more

This shaggy metaphysical tale

It has a happy ending

For metaphrase and I were wed

And in a few weeks you’ll be pleased to hear

…Another metaphor, is pending.

(c) BAM

He slams into me pressing me into the bookcase.

“Oh yes.” I moan as he fills me up.

Nothing stops him as he rams his thick cock in me over and over again.

“You like that baby. You like your professor cock destroying your little pussy.” He whispers in my ear not slowing down.

“Oh shit! Yes yes faster please.”

“You go it baby.” His hips pick up pace ramming into me over and over again.

“I’m going to fill you up with my cum!” He groans.

“Yes please.” I beg. “I want you to cum inside me.

“Shit baby I’m cumming!” He slams into me one more time before shooting his seed inside me. My orgasm hits me hard and I squirm in his arms. We finish riding out our orgasm and he pulls out.

“Until next time.” He slaps my ass and walks away leaving me wanting more.