There is just something so taboo about sex with a stranger.
That idea that you don’t know anything about this person. They could be married, they could be a violent criminal (wouldn’t that make 2 of us?) You never know what could happen with this random person you are letting into your most vulnerable areas. Your mouth, your ass, your slit. My newest stranger sex experience was in the library.
I was browsing the biography section when that stereotypical moment happened. Our eyes met above the books. They lingered just long enough to communicate desire and then I looked away and moved on up the aisle, listening to the sound of his footsteps. I hear them heading up to come around the shelf ahead of me and I look up.
He looks me up and down and starts toward me.
But he doesn’t slow down and just keeps going past me. Only as he passes me, he presses his body up against mine. His steps continue to take him around the next shelf. standing there silently, biting my lip, closing my eyes. I try to stay put but I just can’t. I follow along and turn the corner. He is waiting, watching me. I catch his eye, bite my lip and walk to the bathroom, looking back to make sure he is following.
Once at the door, I turn back and smile. When he passes me into the bathroom, I move in and lock the door. I have a hand in my hair. He kisses me and bends me over the sink. Then he reaches up under my skirt and rips off my panties and shoves them in his pocket before freeing his thick throbbing cock. He sinks it straight into my tight hot kitty.
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