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Life had been rushing past. Marriage right after my
graduation followed by a child had not helped matters. In fact as far as I
remember I had never been on my own and had suddenly started feeling old.
My daughter was 10 and self reliant and it was now that I realized that I
existed. I had to somehow start to live my life else I would go mad. With
daughter grown up and my hubby busy in his business there was not too much
I did during the day except cook and clean.
I took this decision that I wanted to study more and enrolled myself in a
distance education program from a reputed university. The course was on
Sociology and I needed reference material. I wracked my brains and
realized that there was this library some 10km from our house where I
could become a member and take care of the referencing. I was not mobile
so I told myself that the distance permitted me to either take an autorick
or go by public bus.
One evening over dinner I announced to my husband my plan and he obviously
had nothing to add so it was silently approved. He knew by now I was
headstrong and luckily let me have my way. Having kept a nanny for my
daughter so that could be free for a couple of hours in the
afternoon/evening I started going to the library from the next day itself.
Going there was quite a feeling. It felt I was entering a different world.
Looking and hearing boys and girls talk and laugh and dress made me feel
weird. Times had changed. I was not too old 32 and after my daughters
birth had managed to come back in shape. Though I didn�t exactly have a
hourglass figure but I was 5 ft 4 with a figure that could still turn a
few heads.
Catching a young guy look had me made my heart skip a beat. Sex had been
long confined to the dustbin as my husband did not have any time and my
daughter hogged most of my time. Looking at the way the girls dressed up
at the university and the library made me envious. Here was I in either
saris or salwar kameez and the girls with tank tops and jeans, skirts all
of which a couple of sizes short made me feel prehistoric. Whenever I
would spy a couple kissing behind book shelf�s or behind the library
building I would kind of feel horny and moist between my legs secretly
cursing my situation.
2 months had passed and I was now a regular with quite a few people
recognizing me. I had also a couple of guys seem interested in me the way
they would look which would please me. The librarian was also a sweet
middle aged fellow who I thought went out of his way to help me. One day
when I could not find a particular title he volunteered to help. I
followed him to the shelf where he thought the book could be found. The
author I was looking was not to be found but he came up with a couple of
other authors. While handing over the stack of books to me his hand
brushed my left breast. He smiled and left me to consult the books. I was
panting as I kind off felt excited. In fact over the next couple of days I
noticed the librarian had an extra zest when I walked in and he was always
there to find titles which I needed. My breast used to be regularly grazed
while the books were given to me which somehow always came in a stack.
I guess my silence must have encouraged him as now he used to stand close
to me when I was searching on the racks of books. One day he walked with
an open book as I stood and started showing me some information he had
picked up. As I glanced over his right hand he moved his hand so that his
elbow now as pressing against my left breast. I remained like this for a
few minutes and in fact pressed by breast on his elbow. This would have
made him very happy as I could feel him breathing deeply. I decided to be
a little more naughty. Next day I was wearing a sari with a sleeveless
blouse. While he was close buy I bend down to pick a book from the lower
shelf giving him a view of my glorious backside which I think is slightly
on the bigger side. As I turned with the book the pallu of the sari
slipped off my shoulders to give him a view of my full and firm breast
encased in my blouse. As the blouse was low cut he could see the valley
between my breasts. I smiled and put the pallu back. My heart was
throbbing and he must have noticed the way my breasts were rising and
falling. He excused himself. I was behind a couple of shelfs and I noticed
that on that day the library had very few people sitting. From where I was
it was not easy from somebody sitting in the library to know what was
happening behind the shelves.
I was absorbed in reading a book when I suddenly felt somebody close to
me. Startled I found the Mr Darnell the librarian standing there with a
smile and a book in his arm. Look what I found he announced. It was a
pictorial description on evolution of man. He opened the book (which was
like an atlas) and held it holding the 2 sides in his two hands. Now for
me to see I had to come close, as I came closed I felt his elbow dig into
my breast. Me moved his hand to show me the right side of the book and the
result was that his elbow traveled from my left to my right breast. I was
cooperating with his advances. As his hand rubbed my left and then right
breasts I felt excited and my nipples grew in anticipation. I guess he
felt them as his hand stopped across my chest, he wanted to savour the
twin pressure. He put the book on the shelf in front and as moved forward
to look at he mr Darnell took his position behind me. For the first time I
felt his manhood on my backside. He was still going through the notions of
showing me the book while I was past caring. He was really close to me as
I could feel his staff right in between my ass cheeks through my thin
saree.
His hands slowly rose to settle on my midriff one on each side. Slowly
they rose up to their target. Very soon he had each of my breast one in
each palm. He started applying pressure and I was liking it. I was just
scared somebody will discover us and I guess that was making it more
exciting. Darnell was experienced and it was difficult not to feel good.
It was after a long time I had somebody�fs hands on my breasts beside
mine. He slowly pressed both of them talking his own time and I could
barely keep my eyes open. A slow moan escaped my lips.
This encouraged him further, his hands came under the pullo of my saree
and slowly he started opening my blouse which had buttons in the front.
After he had it completely unbuttoned he opened it completely and started
pressing my breast over my bra. The bra wasn�t a distraction for long as
very shortly he had unhocked it from the back and my 38 breasts were free,
very free. He mauled them, kneaded my nipples which were standing as if
they had just taken part in a parade, straight and erect. His tool was now
buried in between my ass cheeks and I could feel it clearly irrespective
of my saree and my panty.
My saree started to get raised from the waist up and he slowly slipped to
his knees. His hands left my breasts and came in on my legs. Slowly, very
slowly they climbed up towards their mission.
While his hands moved his face was buried in my ass where he was sniffing
as though he had never sniffed a woman�s behind. I had closed my eyes
and I was now totally wet between my legs. His hands reached my panties
and he slowly dragged them down till they reached the ground. He helped me
take it off and put it in his pant pocket. His hand started their upward
journey again. While the left hand started snaking around my ass the right
came and started playing on my pubic hair. I must admit I have quite a
bush. Never thought or could get around to shave it. His hand separated
the hair and he slowly played with my clit which got me to jump a little.
He inserted one, then two an then three fingers in my pussy. Very slowly
he started to finger fuck me. I came before one could say Darnell. This
pleased him a lot. He took his fingers out from my pussy before I could
say no. he pulled my saree up turned me around and put his face to my hot
spot. His tongue started playing with my clit and he would do slow circles
on my pussy and within no time I came again. I was worried shit that we
would be caught but didn�ft have the power to stop Darnell.
He again turned me around and slowly pushed me head down so that my ass
was jutting out in the air. He pulled up my saree so that it was bunched
at my waist, my blouse was open, my bra hanging near my neck and my boobs
were hanging in the air like ripe fruit ready to be picked. Darnell
unzipped his pant and took out his tool. For the first time I felt skin
against skin and I came again. He didn�t need help, it was medium size
tool about 6 inches as I guessed. He placed it on the entrance of my
tunnel and without much ado shoved it inside. It filled me up completely.
I had to hold the shelf lest I loose my balance. He started to fuck me in
slow steady strokes, this guy was good. I came and came and came. The area
was cramped and we didn�t have any moving space but Darnell was doing
his best. I bit my lip to prevent myself from screaming. Cum was running
from my tunnel on to my leg and in between his slow steady strokes Darnell
would bend down and press my hanging fruits and then his hands went back
to hold my ass and push his tool deep inside. I have no clue how long I
was in that position when suddenly I noticed two girls walking towards our
love nest.
I guess I froze. Not a very common sight it makes out to be. A middle
class married housewife standing in the middle of a library, her sari
bunched around her waist, bent over with her blouse open, her bra almost
in her mouth and her ripe fruits hanging to be plucked. I guess the very
thought of it would make any man or woman either shit with fright or get
very excited depending on your orientation.
My freeze traveled all the way down to my tunnel and I guess Darnell
sensed it as he suddenly had his tool firmly held in between my legs.
Suddenly it brought a whole new feeling, of being filled and static, no
movement. A fresh set of eruption happened and I suddenly didn�t care of
being caught. Darnell was taken totally unaware and he kind off got all
confused. Anyway he was a good guy to think on his feet and his slow
strokes now acquired a new intensity.
Through my smoke filled eyes I saw the girls walk towards our love nest
and for some apparent reason turn and walk out of the library. I guess
they forgot which books they wanted or could somehow sense a don�t
disturb sign somewhere.
I guess we carried of for another 10 mts when Darnell exploded thick and
fast in my tunnel. It was after a long time I felt filled. As he was about
to withdraw I used my free hands to hold him to my ass and he slumped over
me, both his hands on my boobs, pressing, playing and fondling for another
few minutes.
His manhood had shrunk after providing me with pleasure and Darnell took
it and put it back in his underwear. I quickly adjusted my clothes and
tried to appear presentable. Darnell did not want to part with my panty
and I let him have it as a gift. Darnell was drained but not satisfied. I
guess it was too good to be true for him too. He whispered me to come to
his room in 20 mts. His whisper got me moist between my legs again and I
said ok. After he left me I went to the ladies washroom to have a look at
myself. As I was washing my face and powdering myself the two girls I saw
in my bend over position walked into the room. We smiled at each other and
I went out for my next round with Darnell. Darnell's room was at the back
of the library and I noticed it had two doors, very convenient I thought.
He could be inside and it could appear that the room is locked. I knocked
on the door. There was nobody around. The door opened and Darnell pulled
me inside. He had his lips on mine and for the first time we kissed, a
long deep wet kiss. He pushed his tongue in my mouth and I must admit he
kissed well, slowly and deeply. He was in no hurry.
As we kissed his hand came and removed the bag from my shoulder. My sari
pullo was pulled over, thankfully I had removed the pin, which held it
there. He then started removing my sari as we kissed. Slowly the whole
garment came off me followed by the petticoat. Now I was naked from waist
down, as I tried to open his pant, his hands were already on my blouse and
by the time I could open his belt I was standing completely nude. Very
deft I must admit. Darnell then started taking his clothes off while we
still continued to kiss.
He pushed me slowly back till my ass was pushed against his table. He
slowly raised me on his table, opened my legs and lowered himself on my
love button. As his tongue flicked on my clit and moved in and out of my
hole I couldn't help screaming, this was too much. He carried on, his
tongue would go left to right and then right to left and up and down and
ooooooooooooh I came and came.
By the time I recovered he had stood up and his tool had reacquired its
attention position and with his hands on my boobs for support he charged
inside. Aah was all I could utter, Darnell had become a animal, his tool
was going in and out of my tunnel with a vigor of a young stud and as he
inserted and took it out and my boobs shook with excitement. My nipples
were dark and erect and I closed my eyes to absorb the intensity of the
assault. Yes, yes cum, Darnell cum inside me, I heard my voice saying. He
held me on my waist and my boobs were riding on my chest and my bottom was
being pounded. I felt his finger come to my hole, he took some cum on his
finger and that finger then traveled to my ass and he started moistening
my asshole. Anal was something I had never thought in my wildest dreams
and as I was in the throes of yet another orgasm his index finger open my
second hole and sneaked inside. Ooooohhhh this was too much, while his
tool was doing magic in my love hole his finger started dancing in my
second hole. It took another few minutes for Darnell to grunt and empty
his balls into me. Man this was too much for me for a single day. As I got
up from the desk I couldn�ft stand up. I was feeling all horny and wet
and I was ready for some more but it was time to go back. I sat down to
catch my breath, wore my clothes applied my makeup and gave Darnell a
thank you and goodbye kiss. I looked and felt all fucked up but thankfully
it was evening time and I knew I could go home without being caught.
In fact it had become rather late to get an auto from the library to my
home so I decided to take a public bus back home. As it was evening time
the buses were crowded, as I climbed on to one of them, there was this
college kid sitting on a seat reserved for ladies. He smiled at me and got
up to offer the seat. I thanked him and sat down, I needed it as my legs
were still very wobbly. The kid stood next to me. It was evening time and
the sun was going down but enough light to see around. The bus was being
driven fast and my sari was flying, I could still feel all the wetness
between my legs as I was not wearing my panty. As the bus became more
crowded I felt the kids leg on my shoulder. I closed my eyes to think of
the day gone by when I felt something hard on my shoulder. I opened my
eyes, what I felt was this kid hard on. Oh no he was having a fantastic
view of my boobs while he stood and he had got hard. With each jerk and
each swing of the bus he started rubbing his manhood against my shoulder.
I was already horny and wet and wobbly. |
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