: Poppy Walker
: It´s Only Sex - Erotic Stories Pleasure Joy Desire - Sex Stories
: Books on Demand
: 9782322386901
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: Erzählende Literatur
: English
: 188
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It´s Only Sex One fucking surprise after another. In this ebook you will read unbelievable nasty stories that will make you feel like it in a few seconds. You have never read fuck stories in such detail. A sex story should always be something very special and that is why you will only come across very special sex stories here, which are supposed to animate you, make you glow and let the lust rise in you. Have fun while reading. Group Sex, Gangbang, Wifesharing, Hotwife& Cuckold Intended for adult readers. All characters are adults, eighteen or older, and unusually horny.

What Goes On


Of all the places on the campus I liked the library best. I had always been an avid reader and libraries were a safe haven for me. Where other people went to church I went to a library whenever I needed spiritual comfort.

 

The reason for spending this beautiful summer's evening in my college library was less spiritual though, I was working on a late essay, I had to hand in the next day.

 

"Bloody Roman's", I thought to myself,"why do you guys have that much history?" The student librarian was sitting on her desk, giving me a sympathetic look, clearly she hat sat on my end of the table many times before and knew how I felt. She smiled and continued with her work.

 

She had a very cute smile and I liked her librarian chic outfit."Focus Rache, focus!" I told myself and got up in search of more books I didn't want to read.

 

After wrestling another dusty tomb from the roman history shelf I sat back down, working on my thoughts about Mark Antony. I took of my reading glasses and massaged my eyes. I noticed the sun starting to go down on the horizon and the last students leaving the library, happy to escape and enjoy their freedom. Bastards!

 

I kept on scribbling when suddenly I noticed someone standing behind me. It was the librarian looking down at my books. She smiled and said"Mark Antony was quite a looker. I base this purely on the show Rome, I'm not a history major." She laughed, a very open, friendly laugh.

 

"I wish I could just write about the show, it would be so much easier", I replied,"though I'm more of a Cleopatra girl myself." I blushed after realizing what I had just said, but the Girl just smiled.

 

"That's good to know", she said, giving me a mischievous wink,"listen, I got to close up shop soon, but you can stay for a while longer, I have some admin to take care of and then shelf the books your fellow students have just been leaving everywhere."

 

"Thank you so much, you're a lifesaver, I promise I'm done soon. I'm Mabel by the way."

 

"My pleasure Mabel, I'm Violet, now don't keep Cleo waiting."

 

She walked back to her desk and maybe I kept looking after her and her skirt for a bit longer than I had intended, for she turned her head. I blushed, quickly looked down and started writing some words that made no sense at all."Smooth Mabel, real smooth", I muttered to myself,"now focus on this bitch of an essay."

 

After what seemed like an eternity later I closed the last book, exhaled dramatically and looked up. Violet was laughing behind her desk."Looks like you got Cleo right where you need her to be."

 

"Oh yeah, you better believe it!" I laughed then noticed the time."Oh my god, I've been here another hour! I'm so sorry, I totally lost track of time."

 

"That's ok, I needed to catch up on all this admin anyway and I didn't have the heart to break your concentration. Help me stack up the books and we call it even?"

 

"Oh sure, we'll be finished in no time."