Checking Out the Librarian
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Working in the small-town library can be so boring! I sit at my desk, checking books and making out late slips, wondering what to do to end the dreadful boredom. So I push things around on the desk, pens, stapler, my nameplate that reads “Katherine Vaughn - Head Librarian”. I giggle quietly thinking about that title: “head” librarian! If only! I have had to “shush” the college boys a few times, even though they are “studying”. They are cute and hunky and will give me something to think about...
The Head Librarian By Johnny Segundo There was only one library in the small, provincial town of Tuckers Bend. And it was a rather old fashioned one. The staff had requested computers years ago, but it wasn't in the budget, so the antiquated card catalogs remained. The head librarian, Miss Ellingbee, had a large bosom and an even larger heart. She would do whatever it took to help patrons find the information they were searching for, and she even hired Dennis Wilberson as her...
Samantha stood in front of the mirror, naked. As she let her left hand gently slide around her right breast, she took notice of how round and soft it was. She imagined her hand to be a man’s, strong and eager to manipulate the nipple between his fingers. So, she gently squeezed her nipple, watching the process in the reflection of the mirror.“Want me,” she whispered, staring straight into her own eyes. From that moment she had decided to find a man that would do more than touch her the way she...
MasturbationI had been helping out at the local library as an after school assignment for a few weeks. The head librarian was an old battle-ax named Ms. Jenkins. However the assistant librarian was a young very attractive lady fresh out of college. Miss Amore was prettier than the girls I have seen in Playboy and Penthouse. She doesn’t dress like a librarian either. On a couple of occasions I have been able to catch a glimpse of her bra and once she was up on the ladder and asked me to hand her a book...
A jack-o-lantern glowed on the corner of the desk next to a basket of ripe red apples. A vase of mums completed the autumn vignette. Marian’s head was bent over a pile of books she was sorting, hoping to have them back in place on the shelves before it was time for her to leave. Every October it was the same thing. Just about every book of “true” ghost stories was taken out of the library, and returned by Halloween night. Her thoughts were interrupted by “Trick or treat!” Marian looked up and...
Introduction: Happy Halloween For reasons of my own, I no longer allow public comments, nor do I make them on other writers work. I do hope youll send me a message with your critiques. A jack-o-lantern glowed on the corner of the desk next to a basket of ripe red apples. A vase of mums completed the autumn vignette. Marians head was bent over a pile of books she was sorting, hoping to have them back in place on the shelves before it was time for her to leave. Every October it was the same...
Sarah first appears in 'Little Black Bikini' In addition to running, Sarah attended yoga classes with one of her co-workers. Doris Timmons was the school librarian and Sarah really liked her. Doris was in her mid-50s but looked younger. She was a very pretty woman, blonde with a pixie style haircut, but always played down her looks by sporting conservative makeup and clothes. She credited the youthful look and her vigor to healthy eating and exercise. It was hard to argue with the results. ...
Straight SexI made the Librarian pregnant. My first time cumming inside of a woman.Author's note: Most of my stories are about older women in my life. This time I am writing about a librarian. Before you go and say that it is a typical librarian, think again. This one just might fool you. As usual, sit back, crack open your favorite beverage, and enjoy yourself....CHAPTER 1: Meeting AmandaI had been downsized from a job of mine in a town called Columbus, Indiana, and it took awhile for me to get my...
The Librarian It was never meant to be like this, her ambitions thwarted, her life bluntedto a compliant daily grind. By now her life should have blossomed into a sensualexploration of existence, full of fascinating ideas and interesting people.Instead she found her self trapped in a small town world. Her mother, thougha day's drive away, still riding on her back like a grotesque growth. Her fatherhad left her mother when she was very young and she had to live with her mother'simplied...
Julie was a 19 year old college sophomore, still inexperienced in sex, but definitely experimenting, and already sure of her sexuality- she was gay. She knew that she was a lesbian from her days as a high school cheerleader, when she got excited from looking up her classmates' skirts, but not the ballplayers' legs. She was not an ugly, butch kind of lesbian- she was the kind of lesbo that made guys think, "Gee, what a waste- such a fine tail, and only used by girls!" She understood this fact,...
LesbianI'm in my mid 50s and I find myself saying more often; "they were different times", when I talk about past decades. When I think back to "Mrs G" the librarian, when I was at university in Adelaide, it becomes poignant again.I studied at a university in Adelaide in the mid 1980s. I spent a lot of time in the library. It wasn't all about study. A lot of it was about Mrs G; the librarian. In 1985, I was 22 and Mrs G was about twenty years older. Nowadays, she would be called a "chunky BBW mature...
This story isn't mine, but a story that she told me a while back.The public library had seen many people pass through its glorious marbled halls throughout the years. The people came and went. They were of all shapes, sizes, colors, and ages. Some were dreading their time among the rows and rows of books, and others stayed for hours, relaxing in the peace and quiet of the adult section on the second floor. Isabelle worked as a full-time librarian. The monotony of stacking books and selling...
The Bro and the Librarian By Terryln Miss O'Shea was startled to hear a commotion at the front of the library. She put a pile of books down and walked to the front desk, where a new student to Smythson High was throwing books over the counter at her young female assistant. His language horrified her. 'Now young man I wont have that language used in here...' 'Why don't you fuck off old lady! I ain't paying no book fines you hear!' He turned on his heels and walked out...
He stroked his bulging member with great desperation, feeling it pulsate and contract in his hand. Carlita licked her lips greedily as she anticipated his release. His passion exploded at that moment, streams of hot white cum landing on her swollen... “Miss? Can you help me find the Dr. Seuss section?” Alice was startled by this sudden voice in her mind- she placed her book down and smiled sweetly at the mother in her midst, clutching the hand of a squirmy toddler. “Sure, right over here,”...
TabooWhere I live, I am unable to receive the "monthly periodicals" with out embarrassment. But the local library has quite the collection. Usually a month behind, but they are there none the less. So today is the day of my monthly visit. Knowing that it is a very quiet day at the library. And knowing that the magazine section is in a rather secluded area of the library so I can have a little privacy when reading the "articles". I also get to see my favorite librarian, Leigh. There is something...
VoyeurCodes: M/f, caning, school setting, BDSM, real, romantic, consensual, Real Life Synopsis: Shannon routinely gets into trouble at school, until she finally meets her match, in the form of the school’s librarian. Her lessons eventually extend beyond those the school teaches. Author’s notes – This story started based on a photo as a task for Qmoq. I enjoyed writing it so much that I’ve continued working on it. There are more chapters to come. I have to thank Q for being the inspiration behind...
Hi guys, I am Karthik and I am back with another story about my session with my school librarian. She was a young woman with a sexy figure and had tits of 36DD. She was only 23 years old and all the guys used to look at her and we were in 12th standard and we all wanted to fuck her. Once in the library I and my friend went to refer a book. We sat looking at her big bouncy boobs as she was walking and when she looked at us we turned away. She was so sexy that made me cum in my pants and it...
Tammie Edwins was not your typical librarian. She didn’t wear her hair up in a bun, didn’t wear glasses, full-length shapeless dresses and heels, didn’t squint or purse her lips, didn’t have dishwater skin like parchment, and was not middle-aged. On the contrary, she was in her mid-twenties, had long flowing honey-colored hair, deep green eyes, and peachy complexion. She favored wearing a tight skirt six inches above the knees and a tight silk blouse, which accentuated...
Introduction: ever get turned on by the geeks? As he walked into the library, the first thing he noticed was the librarian. She was a quiet, timid woman, someone whose husband always took her in the missionary position, with it all over in forty five seconds. He admired her body from afar, she wasnt exactly a porn star, but she was tall and slim. Her breasts were small yet erect, and her face was soft, with full lips. If only a man who knew what he was doing would get in bed with her, she would...
She sat quietly behind the circulation desk, gently tapping her terminal screen with a pencil. She seemed almost the stereotype, with wire-frame glasses, fair skin and red hair cut in a pageboy. Her blouse was gray, with puffed out sleeves and collar so high that you cold see almost none of her neck. Her long, plaid skirt was woolen, though it hugged her hips in a most sensual way. Her jewelry was plain, only a single gold band worn on her left hand identical to the one on mine. So engrossed...
Quickie SexThe new LibrarianWord got around so fast from one of our colleagues. There is a new face at our local library. A man of all people. I would think he is a nerd for one, or a women hunter. Would be interesting to find out and also if is really there to just pack away books.I have been single with a reasonable enough explanation. There is nothing wrong with me. In fact, I believe I am good looking. I am build slim. I have a healthy diet and work out running every morning. I take my time in the...
SeductionJulie pushed open the heavy oak door and almost fell inside. She closed the door behind her with a heavy thud, leaving the snow storm outside. She collected herself and looked around. In front of her stood high shelves with books as far as she could see. To the left was an old wooden desk with a worn chair in the same material. Someone had placed a threadbare cushion on it.The library was quiet, which wasn’t strange considering it was just that, a library. The snow storm kept the other students...
MatureI have always found the Library a great place to meet the right know of people. If you think about it, sure, it's a communal space and most people understand it's a gathering place, but it's primary purpose is to be an institution of learning. Enlightenment. Expanding ones horizons. I've had sex in the library, probably, 7-10 times (depending on what your definition of 'is' is), but it's been a few years since the last time (at the local university with not one, but two, beautiful students --...
LibrarianThat was this summer. I had very long relationship and last year i got ridden of it. So I sex occasionally wit various girls till then. One night this September I was very very tired of everything. Job went finally better and some private investing also, but I had being working for 14 hours a day at time. It was About 1 am in the morning and was just went of from long shower and about to lay down on my bad.The voice from the other side of cell phone was very pleasant, some kind of baby...
*click* *clack* *click* *clack* *click* *clack*. The college library was a massive building with massive laminated floors. Everything was a shade of brown outside of the multicolored books on the bookcases. *click* *clack* *click* *clack* *click* *clack*. The motion of her red stiletto's hitting the wooden floors reverbed around the building. Anyone who heard her approach fell rather silent. The murmuring faded away. Marianne Solana was a the head librarian here. But she didn't...
Diun decided in light of all he had learned already he should do some more studying on humans. Heading back into the city he eventually found a library where he could have access to books to learn from. Picking out books on sexuality he placed his hands on each page reading it by touch. Each impression from a former reader gave him the information the book carried within it. He was so engrossed in what he was doing that he didn't notice a librarian sneak up behind him. "Find what you...
I am working on a book I started a while ago and need to go to the Library to do some research on Alessandro Volta, André-Marie Ampère, George Ohm and H.C. Ørsted and their contributions to the study of electricity.There is a librarian there who is quite helpful to me and she dresses the part as well: a black skirt and white ruffled V neck blouse, her hair in a ponytail, and black oval style glasses hanging from an eyeglass chain of small pearls. Her name is Greta, probably in her mid-fifties...
FetishHe held her head in his hands, cupping her ears to steady her while she stood, statuesque. Her feet planted slightly apart, arms hanging down by her sides. Apart from her eyes and heaving chest, nothing else moved. John looked into her eyes with a steady stare, questioning and trying to gain reassurance that he had read her signals correctly.Letting go of her head, he undid the buttons of her heavy cardigan, pushing the bone-shaped fastenings through the buttonholes, starting at the button...
First TimeDiana was twenty-eight and single. From the time she could talk and ask questions, her mother had put her off about sex, except to tell her that it was "evil" and that men "want only one thing from a woman". Diana grew up so shy and frightened of men that she'd hardly even dated in high school and college, and had never gotten close enough to a man to encourage a serious courtship. So here she was, close to thirty, and without a man of her own. Once the fact had only bewildered her,...
The squeaking trolley wheels were the only sound that filtered through the library as I leisurely strolled up and down the repetitive aisles. Stacking books onto shelves, at 8pm, was not an ideal way to spend a Friday evening, boring in fact. It was quiet… deathly quiet. Carrying out the same routine for a little over twelve months now had begun to get tiresome. I had not envisaged, graduating and remaining in the same university to become a librarian, but the money was good. There must have...
Where I live, I am unable to receive the ‘monthly periodicals’ with out embarrassment. But the local library has quite the collection. Usually a month behind, but they are there none the less. So today is the day of my monthly visit. Knowing that it is a very quiet day at the library. And knowing that the magazine section is in a rather secluded area of the library so I can have a little privacy when reading the ‘articles’. I also get to see my favorite librarian, Leigh. There is something...
The company I work for had just landed a big job with a small rural library. An old lady had passed and left a pile of money to the library so it could join the twenty-first century. I was sent in to wire a small main frame, a half dozen terminals, and wireless access. The job was going to take a about a week, so the company put me up in a little rural motel. It was a sweet gig for me. The library was a nice turn of the century brick building with a nice big and dry basement to run my...
I took a look at myself in the mirror with pleasure. I was wearing my favorite black tank top that dipped down to display my full C cup breasts along with my short black skirt. It looked good along with my athletic build, long sexy black hair and some assertive heels to top it all off. I knew it looked like I was ready to go to the club, but the truth was I was heading to the library. I wasn’t concerned with the books looking at me, but there was one librarian in particular that I WAS concerned...
THIS HAPPENED IN 1998I started using the local library for some books as I was trying to learn German, I spent some long days in there glued to the books. This particular Friday I was still studying when the librarian came over and said she had to shut up, I looked at my watched and saw it was 8pm. As I got my stuff together she led me outside.As she locked up I said “Do you fancy a drink?” as there was a pub just across the road, she said “Why not” I put my books in the car and led her over. I...
That was this summer. I had very long relationship and last year i got ridden of it. So I sex occasionally wit various girls till then. One night this September I was very very tired of everything. Job went finally better and some private investing also, but I had being working for 14 hours a day at time. It was About 1 am in the morning and was just went of from long shower and about to lay down on my bad.The voice from the other side of cell phone was very pleasant, some kind of baby talking...
Mandy was working in the library, taking a cart of books around to re-shelve them. She felt good today, like she knew something good was going to happen. She woke feeling this way, and decided to wear something a bit more daring at work. Today, Mandy wore a nice thigh high skirt that was grey and black plaid, a pair of her favorite black lace panties, black open toed shoes, and a button up blouse that was low cut enough to show some cleavage. She had been alone for some time after a divorce...
I came from a very difficult family when I was younger, my parents were always arguing and even though they did stay together and tried their best you could see the cracks. But every now and then you would get a calm period where they were both in a good mood and you had to make the most of it, so I would just sit there and read whatever I could find and relish the silence. This habit has stayed with me for all of my life, and if I had to guess how many books I've actually read it would have to...
I walk into the vast library at around noon, prepared for a long day's hard study. As I walk past the front desk my eyes are drawn to a beautiful young lady who I've never seen before, sat busily stamping a huge pile of returned books. Long jet black hair, bright emerald green eyes, full pouting lips, slender neck and firm pert breasts hidden under a light floral dress, she is by far the most beautiful lady to ever work in the library. She looks up at me as I pass and for an instance our eyes...
I’m an eighteen year old plus sized girl and more mature than half the people in my town. I graduated early, have a decent car, am single, living on my own, and enjoying life. I have a job working part time at the local library. I didn’t want to socialize with deadbeats at malls or snobby rich teens at pricey restaurants. Therefore I’ve chosen a job where I wouldn’t see any of them step foot in. I have been working all day and am exhausted however, I am still not done. I’ve been assigned to...
Quickie SexYour body always looks good no matter what. I love to see it in those thin skirts you've got, that sexy business woman/librarian look. I see you eveytime I come to the library. My god I think you are so hot. I bet you are really smart too, mmmmmmm, that is sexy. I don't know if you have caught me staring at your deep cleavage or sweet ass. I hope not, I'd be so embarrassed. "Can you help me find this book I'm looking for?" "I think it is in the back section of the library......You'd better...
That was this summer. I had very long relationship and last year i got ridden of it. So I sex occasionally wit various girls till then. One night this September I was very very tired of everything. Job went finally better and some private investing also, but I had being working for 14 hours a day at time. It was About 1 am in the morning and was just went of from long shower and about to lay down on my bad.The voice from the other side of cell phone was very pleasant, some kind of baby talking...
Hello readers, I am 21 old average looking guy from Indore ,living in pune. I am a fun loving person, never miss any opportunity to enjoy sex. Though I have had sex with women of different age groups, I never revealed any data about them to my friends, since II always respect their privacy and confidentiality; after all they all gave their most valued assets to me :). It all started when I was back in my college during my teenage days… In my second year Priyanka (name changed) came to our...
The company I work for had just landed a big job with a small rural library. An old lady had passed and left a pile of money to the library so it could join the twenty-first century. I was sent in to wire a small main frame, a half dozen terminals, and wireless access. The job was going to take a about a week, so the company put me up in a little rural motel. It was a sweet gig for me. The library was a nice turn of the century brick building with a nice big and dry basement to run my...
ExhibitionismKumari was a nice buxom librarian. She was pretty good at her work, but I admired her more for her physical assets. She was nice and busty – big boobies. She always wore sleeveless blouses and a hipster sari, coyly covering the exposed parts of her waist. When one did occasionally get a glimpse, there was oodles of juicy flesh and a nice deep navel. Oh what a “bembi”. She was on the plump side so her butt was big and firm and jiggled nicely as she walked. She was also on the older side, so she...
Hello friends, I am 26 old average looking guy from kerala, living in bangalore. I am a fun loving person, never miss any opportunity to enjoy sex. Though I have had sex with ladies of different age groups, I never revealed any data about them to my friends, since I always respect their privacy and confidentiality, after all they all gave their most valued assets to me :). It all started when I was back in my college during my teenage days... In my second year Priyanka (name changed) came to...
From her safe haven behind the tall return desk, Carson High librarian Zoe Flemester watched the parade go by her door. Again. Her chin resting on her hand, the frumpy, wild-haired, bespectacled spinster watched Michael Wright rush past, talking on a cell phone (against school rules, of course), followed by a handful of scantily clad girls (in dress code violation!), a couple actually hand-in-hand (begging for a detention!). Why weren't they in class? Why weren't they suspended. Zoe...
Ryan pushed the heavy cart containing at least on hundred books down the narrow library aisles, stopping occasionally to return the volumes to their proper place. To most people rummaging around a bunch of dusty books and periodicals would be a chore to be avoided at all costs, but Ryan was different, he loved feel of the books in his hands and the aroma of old manuscripts filling his nose, but especially the wealth of information found like buried treasure between the sometimes frayed covers....
EroticHello readers , I am 26 old average looking guy from kerala ,living in bangalore .I am a fun loving person,never miss any opportunity to enjoy sex.Though I have had sex with ladies of different age groups,I never revealed any data about them to my friends,since I always respect their privacy and confidentiality ,after all they all gave their most valued assets to me :) .It all started when I was back in my college during my teenage days .. In my second year Priyanka (name changed) came to our...
First TimeFred lay on his back on his palatial bed. He was lying naked. His body freshly oiled and taut after the workout. His big thick cock was erect and throbbing. He had a glass of champagne in his hand and was sipping it gently, savoring the dry fruity taste of and the sight in front of him.Standing over his naked body was Jenna, the dirtiest, nastiest slut in the world. She was a cum hungry nasty slut whore who loved to get fucked like a pig. And that of course made her Fred's most favorite girl in...
____________________________________________ After the loathsome degradation from the madam and her well paying friend, my mind went into what could be called a baseline survival mode, in which I gave myself over fully to my extreme craving for the disgusting acts I was forced to perform, and a mindless obedience, and even a simpering, serving loyalty to the countless women who shamed me while I cleaned them of their most intimate toiletry efforts. Women of great...
Level five is yellow...level four green...level three red...level two blue, and level one brown. I now wore the brown tag and was now looked on by the staff as the lowest form of oral slave possible, and would be treated like a dog from this point onward. It was outrageous that I would be used so unjustly and with such filthy lust, but until I was released, or escaped, I would have to exist in this world. -------------------------------------------- I wore a dog collar at all...
I didn't sleep well that night...the horrors of what lie ahead for me the next morning kept me in a cold sweat through my fitful slumber. My stomach was agitated so that I felt nauseous and ready to vomit...but I had learned to control much of this destructive side effect of the abuse here...and decided inside...that I would take what was given me...and survive to leave here one day. Stories of prisoners of war flashed through my mind, and I knew that whatever they had endured for so...
regardless of how vile or lascivious. I found that I was the only slave at the lowest level of existance here...none other even approached my abysmal servitude or ranking, and more and more I was made to feel humiliation even at the hands of my fellow prisoners. The wardens in the training area had become quite nasty by now...and showed me their complete disgust at every opportunity. Though I wasn't physically abused, the attractive women oozed contempt and sarcasm, and eating the shit...
“You filthy little cunt” You say and a small part of my mind considers whether I actually like being called a cunt or whether it’s just the tone you’re using to talk down to me. I say down because I’m actually on my knees below you, I’m following orders like a good little girl would.I’m tempted to defy you, it’s my rebellious streak but I like the image of the good little girl and so do you.“Do you know what I’m going to do to you?” you ask me in a voice that intimidates me and makes me ache in...
AnalHe stroked his bulging member with great desperation, feeling it pulsate and contract in his hand. Carlita licked her lips greedily as she anticipated his release. His passion exploded at that moment, streams of hot white cum landing on her swollen… “Miss? Can you help me find the Dr. Seuss section?” Alice was startled by this sudden voice in her mind- she placed her book down and smiled sweetly at the mother in her midst, clutching the hand of a squirmy toddler. “Sure, right over here,” she...
I’m an eighteen year old plus sized girl and more mature than half the people in my town. I graduated early, have a decent car, am single, living on my own, and enjoying life. I have a job working part time at the local library. I didn’t want to socialize with deadbeats at malls or snobby rich teens at pricey restaurants. Therefore I’ve chosen a job where I wouldn’t see any of them step foot in. I have been working all day and am exhausted however, I am still not done. I’ve been assigned to...
For two hours now the library had stood dark, only the occasional head light from a passing car trickled through the front glass door causing strange shapes to dance across the walls as if the books themselves had come to life. The music from the computer played a beautiful Tango, just barely audible, but she knew the song so well and she loved allowing her body to sway to the music. Placing the last book in its rightful station she let her hands roam over her full breasts, at the age of forty...
For one reason or another I was in the library at one point in time. I don’t read that much so it was purely coincidence that I was there. On that same day I saw you. Sitting there behind the counter in your mawk turtle neck, and slacks. Button up shirt, hiding yourself from the world. But I could see through your thin glasses that fit snugly against your face, adorned with your beautiful smile. I began to notice the way you sat when I came in. More upright in your chair as if to pay more...