Shokushu Library 3
Rounding the corner into the remote section of the library that the girl and boy headed for, you see them embracing. The girl leans back against some shelving, while the boy presses close to her as they exchange passionate kisses.
"Don't worry," the girl breathes between snogs. "The other girls won't say anything about you sneaking in here so long as the Headmasters don't spot you."
"No problem. I know my way around this place and it's worth the risk to get my hands on you."
You feel a bit jealous but there's nothing else happening and you decide to watch for a while. So you take position behind a very large potted plant and peek through the foliage.
The boy is certainly very urgent. You remember a time long ago when you were in just such a rush to get girls clothes off. He will probably learn, as you did, that anticipation is a wonderful part of foreplay. Not that the girl seems to mind. She seems in as much of a hurry as her boyfriend, helping him when he fumbles the buttons of her blouse. Finishing the job for him, she removes both that garment and her short skirt while he takes off his shirt and slacks. Clothes litter the floor as they return to clutch each other tightly again. You wonder at their daring, stripping off in a public place, even as you feel jealous of the boy who is pressed tightly against such an attractive young body. Your hand unconsciously squeezes the stem of the plant.
You console yourself with thoughts of how much more pleasure you could give the girl. If only she knew what she was missing! Just look at the way he's fumbling that bra. She even has to help him with the catch! He doesn't deserve to fill his palms with such delicious mounds. Surely he doesn't appreciate their soft yet firm roundness! Look how he gropes over their perfect contours! He looks as if he's trying to mould plasticene in the infant school that he probably only left a couple of years ago. It's such a waste of a truly beautiful young female. Your fingers squeeze harder on the stem of the plant, as though it was the boy's neck. Too absorbed in the scene, you are unaware as sap dribbles over your hand from the damaged stem. Even when it stings the small cut on your palm, you only brush at it irritably - a minor distraction.
Your jealousy rises as you watch his callow fingers dig into those firm globes. The boy doesn't even know how to arouse a nipple properly, twisting it as though trying to tune a radio. What a waste! Now look! He's pulled her briefs off and he's about to stick his pathetic little weenie in without even checking if she's ready for him. Rage engulfs you. Such an attractive girl deserves someone better, someone able to play on her body like a finely tuned instrument, someone strong and experienced. Someone like you!
Yes! Why not! You are fed up with having to sit here in this constricting earthenware vessel while giggling females allow drooling young boys to slobber over their developing charms. Year after year you have been rooted into this niggardly amount of soil, watered haphazardly, had leaves pulled off without any consideration for your feelings. Now it's time to show that you are something to be reckoned with. The sap flows hot in your veins as you flex your arms. Unnecessary clothing seems to slough from your body like autumn foliage and you head towards the pair of lovers.
One look at your green physique is enough for the girl to slide unconscious to the floor. She must be so surprised to realise what she had been missing by wasting herself on such a puny weed. You barely have to hit him more than once before he too loses interest in the proceedings. Pity - he might have learned something by watching you. Well, no point in waiting. The girl is there before you, flat on her back and wearing nothing but a suspender belt and stockings. Now to show her what it's all about.
Falling to your knees, you shuffle up between her widespread legs and lean forwards. Supporting yourself with your hands, you bend your head down and trace the contours of the firm swollen globes of her breasts with the tip of your tongue. Softly licking over the tumescent orbs, you circle slowly towards a large nipple. Even unconscious the girl moans as you capture it's pink length and suck gently on it. Feeling it erect within your mouth, you release it and tease the other nipple with your tongue. The senseless girl writhes beneath your attentions.
Kissing down the length of her body, your mouth approaches her fuzzy brown triangle. Pausing to appreciate the warm muskiness of her arousal, you slowly run the tip of your tongue down through the foliage until you sense a small bud just hidden from sight. Lapping stronger, you open the covering folds to reveal her small pink clitoris, which you immediately begin to stimulate with your tongue. Rolling it around, you are rewarded as the girl moans louder and her hips raise unconsciously to greet you. Her movements become increasingly more erratic as you continue to arouse the young girl.
It becomes steadily more difficult to tantalize her clit because she is thrusting her cunt so tightly against your face. So you allow your tongue to slip down the well-lubricated channel and press it against the entrance to her honey-pot. You slide easily into the girl's hole and she squirms against your face as you use your tongue to explore her juicy depths. With a shudder, she jerks forward, trying to impale herself deeper and a flood of honey rolls into your welcoming mouth.
Getting your arms behind her legs, you raise them up towards her nubile young body, until you are positioned just right. Then with a slow thrust of your hips, your fully erect member finds a welcoming home in her warm soft cunt. The angle of her hips enables you to bury the full length deep within the tightly enfolding walls of her quim. Holding that position, you look down at her gentle face, eyes still tightly closed. Unconscious or awake you do not know and it doesn't seem that important. The expression as you begin to plunge rhythmically in and out of her cunt tells you that she is enjoying your attentions on some level and that is enough for you.
Your eyes fix on the quivering globes of her full breasts as you fuck the girl strongly and steadily. Engorged pink nipples dance random patterns as her tits shake under your assault. You feel your own sense of arousal increasing. Such a beautiful young girl, and so excited by your lovemaking. Her chest heaves with excitement as you piston tirelessly into her honeyed depths. Mouth open, gasping and moaning with desire, the young girl judders into a series of orgasms. Finally you can hold back no longer and hot seed boils up your stem and jets deep within the receptive folds of her twitching cunt.
With the release, you come back to yourself. Unnoticed your skin regains its normal unhealthy pallor. Feeling more than a little ashamed, you quickly dress and, leaving the two of them on the floor, sidle to another part of the library. Examining the shelves at random, you try to look inconspicuous as a loud shout and some heavy footsteps are preceded by the sight of a tall powerfully-built man dragging the boy away by his hair. You realise this must be one of the Headmasters and feel certain it will be a long time before that particular boy is seen again.... if ever. An involuntary shiver brushes up your spine.