“Fuck me hard!” was her cry, and I was ready to oblige. This beautiful naked woman before me had been a total stranger only minutes ago. We met at a library, of all places, but when I found her in the sexually explicit book section unapologetically stroking her own breasts as she read, I decided to make my move. It turns out that I was just what she needed to use up the energy that book had aroused.

We made it to one of the private study rooms in the back of the library. There was a chair against the soundproof door. As I had been moving the chair, she had taken off all of her clothes and now stood before me in sensually naked splendor. I went to her to wrap my arms around her and kiss her, but she pulled away and pushed my shoulders down. I gave in to her pressure and fell to my knees before her glorious body. “Make me wet. Use your tongue,” she murmured breathlessly.

I gently moved my hands up the insides of her thighs and felt her shudder. Wrapping on arm around her hips, I grabbed her ass, reaching my finger inside to probe her anus; she moaned. With the other hand, I began to stroke her clitoris. It was already slightly swollen and ready for action. Within minutes, I felt her body rack with orgasm. She clawed at my hair, and whispered, “your tongue . . .” Well, the lady got what she wanted. I pulled her body closer and slipped my tongue around and inside her pussy. Oh, she tasted good, and her body rewarded me with a little fountain of sweet, salty liquid as her excitement built.

We moved rhythmically together, and I could feel my cock growing with no extra hands to stroke it. In a single movement, I stood up and swept her off her feet and onto the table. Our pile of clothes cushioned the area as I laid her down and knelt over her face. With no hesitation, she took my penis in her hand and began to work it, back and forth. Drawing me to her as she touched me, she licked my balls and fondled them in her other hand. I was so caught up in the pleasure she was giving me, I almost came in her hands, but she had other plans.

“Now! Now! Fuck me hard!” She sat up again, as I sat down on the table. She straddled me, wrapping those long, beautiful legs around my back and moved her pussy down around my rock hard penis. I went blind with pleasure for a moment. Regaining myself, I took her ample breasts into my mouth, one nipple then the other, as she moved to her own rhythm, making my cock harder and harder. When at last I came, I could barely contain my screams. She continued to move, slowing a little, as I pulsed forth inside of her. I realized that my hands were gripping her hair, and I think I was hurting her, but her eyes were glazed in pleasure.

She said nothing as she dressed, but she looked at me in a way that made my insides churn. I started to talk, and she shushed me, library style, with a knowing smile, and just that quickly, she was gone.