What Sarah Wants!


The library is silent.  It’s well after the six o’clock closing time for the county public library.  Apparently, everyone has gone home for the night.


A soft sigh erupts from somewhere within the long tall rows of books.

Mmmmmm…Feels good.”

Sarah Walker, the librarian, is sitting on a folding chair in the middle of the fiction section.  Her straight skirt is up at her hips.  A hand is fondling her pussy around the barrier of her panties.  Two fingers shove inside her hotly clasping cunt.  An open book lay on the floor next to her chair.  As the light has grown dimmer and dimmer in the deserted library, the young blonde-haired woman has given up trying to read the fantastic volume she found earlier in the day.  It was lying among a pile of books in the back room destined for the garbage.’  She noticed the book because it was the only one of the bunch not damaged beyond repair.  However, this book is out of place, in recent times, there has been someone putting porn books in the library.

The books called ‘Night of the Dobermans’ and a quick glance at its contents was shocking.  Nevertheless, fascinating too, so Sarah decided to have a better look at it after closing time when she’d be free of possible prying eyes.  Within moments of beginning the story, the shy blonde-haired woman felt her pussy tingling under her shapeless gray skirt.  Sarah tries to ignore the sensations.  However, they’re persistent, prodding delightfully against her nipples, her belly, and her vulnerable pussy.  She starts to stroke her breasts, then her pussy.  Eventually, the librarian deserts the book, letting it fall to the floor while she strokes her fingers in and out of her wet hot cunt.

In her mind is a lewd image inspired by the story she has just been reading.  It’s the tale of an innocent woman set upon by a pack of Dobermans as she walks a long driveway to a party.  Fearful for her life, she cringes on the ground, trapped and hopeless.  One by one, the dogs mount and fuck her while the party rages on ever out of reach.  The incredible part of the story, for Sarah, is how the rape transformed the woman.  The once uppity bitch mellowed into a nice person by the ferocious fucking she received.

How gross,’ Sarah thought as her mind relives the story.  However, her pussy tingles excitedly.  Her heartbeats fast.  ‘Could anyone ever really enjoy being fucked senseless by a dog?

Sarah’s usually prim bun is falling askew as her head lolls back with her mounting excitement.  She still wears her glasses, though they’ve slipped down her nose.  The woman’s generous mouth, usually so well disguised by her tight expression, hangs slack and sensual.  Her eyes stare unseeing at the ceiling as her fingers skewer maddeningly in and out of her wet cunt.  They graze her sensitive cuntal walls with intense pangs of palpitating arousal.

Ooooooh…my pussy feels so good,” she moans aloud.

The lustful sound of her voice surprises and embarrasses Sarah.  However, she’s past the point of reining herself in.  The story has Sarah to the stage where she needs release badly, and she’s going to get it.  The librarian’s going to make her pussy explode with passion if it is the last thing she ever does.  Her mood is desperate.

Impatiently, the disheveled librarian pulls her skirt higher over her hips.  She pushes her panties down over her thighs.  Now her fingers have easier access to her throbbing cunt, and she can shove them deep inside on every in-stroke.  Sarah can tickle the outer pussy lips with her fingertips on every outstroke.  She wriggles her ass down, so it rests just on the edge of the metal chair.  Her knees open wide.

Ahhhhhhhhh…” Sarah wails as the feelings inside her sensually aroused body became more and more overwhelming.

She has never experienced anything like it.  It’s seldom the prim librarian allows herself the forbidden pleasure of playing with her pussy.  Tonight she had been long overdue.  The book has appealed to the buried, perverse side of her nature.  That nature is in complete control for the moment, manipulating her body like a helpless puppet on a string.  Even as, somewhere deep inside, Sarah’s conscience cries out in protest at what she’s doing, her agile fingers fly in and out of her cunt.  Her cuntal walls cling hungrily to the obscene dual invasion.  The woman’s amazed at how insistent the impassioned caresses of her drooling cuntal walls are.

Anxious for some extra titillation, she caresses her erect clit with her thumb while her fingers continue their rhythmic impalement.  The stiff little nubbin engorges with more blood.  It throbs lustily at her touch.  Sarah can feel a sweet crisis building somewhere deep in the pit of her belly.  Like a lunatic, she thrusts her butt against the chair seat, relishing the cool feel of the metal on her bare ass.  Her intense excitement allowing her to enjoy the shameful sensation of sitting here amongst the shelves of her beloved books, legs splayed, massaging her pussy with her hand.  Her body is alive, so incredibly alive.

Mmmmmm,” she groans.

It won’t be long now.  Sarah’s entirely beside herself, abandoned, vulnerable prey to a raging torrent of desire.  In her mind’s eye, she watches the young woman, a blonde-haired woman like herself, mercilessly fucked by all those Dobermans.  The woman’s mouth wreaths with obscene delight.

Sarah’s own wide mouth curves in a lusty grin as she imagines herself the hero of the bizarre tale.  Suddenly she falls to her knees on the floor in front of her chair.  Balancing on a hand, she reaches around behind and rams her fingers in and out of her cunt from the same angle, she imagines the Doberman fucking the storybook hero.  It’s crazy.  She has never done anything this totally abandoned.


The mere thought of her perverted behavior is driving Sarah to the last heights of enthralled passion.  Her cunt is pulsating heatedly.  Her clit is swollen and aching with excitement like a tiny penis.  Eagerly she thrusts her ass back to get her fingers deep into her cunt.

Ooh, yes…Oooohhh, yes…Ooooooh, yes…” It is happening at last.  “I’M CUMMING!

With the last furious waves of her powerful release, Sarah lets herself fall forward flat onto the floor.  Her support arm is trembling with the effort of holding her up.  Her whole body is afire with the torrential fury of her orgasm.  As soon as the last throb of pleasure leaves, Sarah feels the hand of guilt lashing her into a feeling of growing shame.

How could I have done anything so perverted,’ Sarah wonders, as she struggles to her feet.

Her body collapses over itself with her shoulders curved over her chest.  Uncontrollable shuddering with a sense of vertigo gives her an instant headache.  Sarah put the chair back against the wall, after first wiping it dry of her telltale pussy juice.  She takes the book into the back room and buries it in the pile of discards.  Handbag under her arm, Sarah locks the big front door of the library and heads for her car. Her mind is numb.  The woman didn’t dare let herself think about what she had done.  It’s unspeakable, perverted, and depraved.  Everything her dear uncle and aunt have ever warned her to avoid.

Sarah Walker had made herself orgasm right inside the county library.  Will she ever be able to face her colleagues there again?

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