Dominated by the Librarian #1: 'Surrender to your Desire' (Male submission erotica) (3 page)

It wasn’t a gentle or soft kiss
that I would had expected from someone who I never had had sex with before. I
t was
demanding
and
full
kiss.
Desperately
I answered her, kissing her back
deeply
as much as she would allow me,
pressing my pelvic against her
so that she could
feel how hard and ready I was.

“You will do as you are told,” she
whispered
. It wasn’t a question. “Keep your hands behind your back all the time.”

I nodded,
not trusting my voice. I was
being rather distracted by the sensation of her straddling me. Her tweed skirt had been hitched up and I could see the edge of a pair of white cotton knickers. Even the sight of them turned me on
more
. There was something so entirely
wrong
about the whole thing and
I didn’t know what to think.

Luckily,
my lower
region had
its
own agenda and I could tell that she could feel me through the thin layers of clothes
that
separated
us. She tore of
f
the
clothes on my upper body and pulled down my trousers and boxers to my knees, while I tried to lay as still as possible as she had told me to
. Then she removed her knickers,
unbuttoned a few the buttons on her blouse and pulled down her bra. She was still wearing her skirt, but
took off
her tweed jacket and let her
curly red
hair down. It fell around her shoulders, wild and
unkempt
.

“Kiss them,” she said and with a firm grip
with one of her hands around my wrists
,
she grabbed me around my neck with
her
other hand and
guided my head towards her
breasts
.

The soft fabric from her blouse brushed my face and greedily I licked the pink nipple that was offered to me. I licked and sucked it and felt it gr
o
w small and hard
,
and I heard her sigh with pleasure
which made me even more exited.

Her breasts were soft and round
,
and
they
were lar
ge enough that they
didn’t fit
entirely in my hands.
She pressed
herself
against my full
erection
, clearly enjoying herself as she
moved against me rhythmically
without actually letting me enter her. I very
soon moaned with her
as I turned more and more desperate. It was no long
er
a question of that I wanted her
–
I
needed
her!

I could feel her getting more and more
excited too as I
continued
kissing her breast
s
,
and I felt that
she was
getting
moist
and ready
against my
naked
erection
.
I
had to
fight to
keep my
hands behind my back
as she had told me
.

She still
held
my wrist
s
with one hand
,
but I think that it was more a sign of her control over me
than an
efficient
grip
.
In fact, I was quite sure that
I could
probably
get
loose if I want
ed to, however I had the dreadful
feeling that if I didn’
t obey her,
she would
simply
stop, so I clenched my jaw as she continued wi
th her lustful form of torture. She was clearly
enjoy
ing
herself, letting me kiss her breast
s while she
rub
bed
herself against
my
hard
erection.
I growled softly, which made her laugh
.
My
nails dug into the flesh o
n
my wrists, leaving small half-moon
marks that
I
only
discovered
later
.

Then at last, when I was on the border to
lose
my control
completely
,
I finally felt the wonderful sensation of her fingers surrounding my
hard
erection.
I gasped and a small moan of anticipation escaped my lips.

“You have behaved very well,” she
whispered
and
then
firmly guided me inside without
hesitation.
She pressed her hips against me,
arched her back
and leaned back
before she ruthlessly
rode me
thoroughly
with a determination
that
took my breath away.
Clearly
,
I wasn’t
the only one who had been turned on
by our rather strange foreplay
,
and it made me even more turned on by watching her
so
excited and almost feral with lust.

S
he rode me fa
ster and faster,
clear
ly not caring about me anymore and focusing only on her own pleasure
.

With one hand s
he rubbed her own
stiff
nipples
and with the other she
held my hips in a tight grip
, forcing me against her.
She was enjoying herself
so utterly
it was hard to hold back. She quite literally fucked me
hard
in a completely
uncomprom
ising
way
,
and all I could do was try
to keep up
with her
.

I pushed back at her, meeting her movements with thrusts of my own until she came with a short scream of pleasure, clawing at my back and biting down my shoulder. I felt her squeeze me inside
of her
with a series of small contractions that immediately pushed my desire over the edge
,
and with a hoarse cry
,
I
felt myself come deep inside of her.

The world around me seemed to
waver
a couple of time
s
before my eyes
a
s I lay naked on
the
green
carpet
in the library, breathing hard and
staring at nothing
while the last of the release left me.

“Well,” she said
after a while. She was clearly recovering
much
faster than I was
,
and
she
licked
her lips while she ran her hand
through
her long hair
, shaking it out down her shoulders
. “That was nice.”

I started at her in disbelief
, not sure if I was suppose to laugh or cry
.
Nice? W
as
she joking?
Either there had just been a minor earthquake or I had just experienced the best sex ever. She smiled down at
my surprised face
me
with a small self-satisfied smile playing at the corner of her mouth
.

“Yeah,” I said
at last
. “It was.”

“Now are you going to borrow that book or put it back w
h
ere it belong
s
?” she asked while she put on her knickers again and pulled down her skirt. Before I had time even
to
find
my trousers, she had adjusted her clothes and looked more or less like nothing had happened,
except
that her hair was a little
mussed
and
a small blush still covered her cheeks.

I, on the other hand
,
was sweaty, sticky
,
and covered in claw and bite marks
.
I
looked like I had been in a fight with a
puma
or some othe
r kind of vicious feline animal
and c
o
me out second
best.

Which perhaps wasn’t that far from the truth,
I pondered as I tried to make mysel
f
reasonably
presentable again. I wouldn’t
s
top on the way home to buy groceries, I d
ecided. Everyone would laugh at me, because it was quite impossible for me to look even remotely decent. I tenderly touched the side of my neck. Ah,
more
claw marks.

Lovely.
Well at least
t
he
office gossip for this week
was
clearly
secured,
I thought darkly.

“Eh, borrow...
I think,” I said
because
I
no longer
had
any
idea
where I had taken the book from
the bookshelf.
Hell, I wasn’t even sure I
c
ould remember which day it was. I had read about “mind-blowing sex”, but this was ridiculous. Shaking my head, I tried to gather my thoughts as I collected my
clothes
that
were shattered hither and dither
on the floor.
I hastily got dressed and
I found my wallet and gave her my old library card.

This
must be one
of the most surreal
experiences
ever
in my life ever,
I thought as I handed her my card.
She
effectively and smoothly
scanned the book and gave my card back.

“Thank you
...
” she gave the library card a quick glance
,
“
...Peter
Thompson
.
Now remember you can borrow this book for three weeks.”

“Okay,” I sa
id, still a little bit dazed
by
the whole experience.

She smiled at me
professionally
. “If you are late
with returning the book to the library
there will be
a fee and... other consequences
.”
Her smile deepened and
revealed two rather adorable dimples. S
he raised one eyebrow in
a slightly
suggesting way.

Unsure at first,
I looked at her
, but
after a
moment
,
I
couldn’t help smiling
back.

“I
...
understand,” I said slowly.

Our fingers touched briefly as I took the book from her hand.

I walked home with
an
aching shoulder
,
my newly borrowed book, and
several claw and bit
e marks richer.
I found myself wondering what
would happen if I returned the book
after
it was due to be returned.

The thought was oddly exiting.

The
E
nd