You are so far out of your element
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Welcome to the Libraseum, a Steamy One-Shot
You are so far out of your element.
No, that’s not the way to think of things.
You got this Zariya. You are here for research.
The little pep talk doesn’t go far enough to calm my nerves as I walk down the aisle of this specialty library. It’s my fault, really. I chose to write my thesis on the various research methods used to understand the female orgasm. In simple speech, sex toys.
That’s why I’m currently going through this intimidating museum-meets-library of all things sex. I expected a little bookstore-sized building, but I’m pretty sure this place has every bad idea and habit-forming device ever invented. And I have no idea where to start my search.
I need help. Where does one find the librarian in a sex libraseum? They should be expecting me. My appointment is in five minutes. I circle back to the entrance where a large man who looks like a member of a motorcycle club approaches the front desk with a trolley full of books…among other items that may prove useful to my visit.
The closer I get to the stranger, the more of him I take in. His man bun, thick beard, leather and chain clothing, the tight black t-shirt doing its damndest not to burst at the seams as it stretches across his impossibly large chest, piercings, and the colorful tattooed sleeve he has on both arms. I gulp. I’ve never seen a librarian this un-librarian before.
“Um, hello?” I get his attention and I can’t look away.
He spears me with glacial blue eyes and all that comes to mind are images of him laying me out and—
“What can I do for you? Wait are you Zariya?” he asks in the most panty-melting Russian accent imaginable. He walks around the front desk to stand before me, with what I think is a welcoming smile, but really looks more like an invitation to climb him and use him instead of the devices in this place.
I gulp because, at this distance, he is way too sexy for my peace of mind. How in the world am I supposed to talk to him about female orgasms when he’s a walking cum-genie waiting to be rubbed? I should be the one to rub him.
I shake my head to bring myself out of the gutter. I am a scholar, here for academic purposes.
“Y-yes, I’m Zariya. I have an appointment to discuss the archives for my thesis.”
His gaze sweeps over me and a tempting light enters his blue irises. Invisible flames lick at my skin and my pussy pulses to the intro of WAP.
“Yes, I read your proposal. Follow me. I have something even better for you.” He turns and leads me down a set of stairs into the basement. I swallow a huge lump in my throat and curl my fingers into a fist. Why? Because his leather pants are sinfully tight and do nothing to hide his ass. The hard globes mesmerize me with each step he takes. They distract me so I don’t recognize where he is leading me—straight to a roomful of dildos, floggers, crosses, benches, cages, and other items I’d only read about.
Excitement fills me and I run from one object to the next.
“Anything you want to try?” he asks. His folded, muscular arms snag my attention and I can’t help my stare. “Ahh. I can definitely accommodate that.” He pulls his shirt over his head, exposing the rest of his tattooed chest and torso.
My eyes widen. Is he some kind of mind reader?
“When you come for me, call me Sergei, kukolka.” As he walks toward me, I retreat until I bump into a table. “Do you not want to fuck me?”
“Yeah, I—shit!” I cover my mouth as embarrassment flames through my body.
“No need for shame between us. Shame…not good for female orgasm. Honesty. Communication. Sight. Touch. Taste. These are what I offer you. This is how I’ll make you come.”
He pulls my hands from my mouth, quickly disrobes me, and lifts me onto the table. Then he pushes his pants down. I can’t tell if he was wearing underwear because his dick springs out, eager and half-hard, and with its own accessories.
“Are you into pain or something?” I point to the Prince Albert and Jacob’s ladder piercings.
“For me, immense pleasure outweighs momentary pain, but that is not concern here. Being inside you will be all pleasure. The question is, do you want me strapped or bare.”
“Bare,” I whisper, though I may regret my decision afterward. “I want to feel every sensation your dick and piercings have to offer.”
“Honesty and communication, this is good start. Now comes touch and taste.” Sergei pulls my head back and licks my lips until I open for him.
He slips his tongue inside and I moan. He fills my senses, causing my pussy to weep for more. My nipples pucker into hard steeples, demanding attention. I cup my breasts, but he swats my hands away.
“This, too, is my job,” he says before enclosing one breast with his hand and the other with his mouth.
My hips move involuntarily, pushing my pussy closer to his dick. The pierced underside of his dick splits my lower lips and stimulates my clit with each twist of my hips.
He feels so fucking good. I feel fucking good. A goddess worshipped by her acolyte.
I moan, clutching his broad shoulders for support, but he parts from me. Cool air puckers my nipples, making his absence more acute.
“Look at how wet you’ve made my cock when I have yet to push inside you.”
His jewelry glistens, coated by my arousal.
“I need you inside me,” I plead.
A satisfied grin spreads on his lips. “Then put me in. Watch as I enter you. Say my name while I stretch your pretty little pizda.”
I take him in hand and coat more of his dick in my juices. He swears, bringing a smile to my lips.
“Zariya,” he growls a warning.
Done with making us wait, I pull him inside. He stops moving when I raise my eyes to meet his glowing blue heat.
“Sergei?”
“You must watch. Tell me what you feel.”
I nod and decide to play a little dirty. “I have a deep itch inside my pussy. Can you rub it for me? Will you be able to reach that far?”
An amused glint softens the intensity of his stare. “Let’s see.” Sergei resumes his entry and, oh my God!
“Fuck!” I yell. Each bump from his rounded studs rubs against my walls, so intense that I press against Sergei’s chest. “I need…give me a second to…”
“Not this time, kukolka. We will not temper this experience with breaks.” He grabs my ass and plunges all the way inside me and begins to fuck me like I’ve never been fucked in my life. In and out, his thrusts become more powerful after each retreat. With each forceful entry into my body, he pushes the table I’m on deeper into the room.
I open my mouth but nothing comes out except silent gasps as I clench my pussy around his dick.
“Say my name, kukolka. It will set you free.”
As if I needed his permission, my voice frees itself from its silent prison and I scream, “Sergei!”
His name on my lips spurs him on. Deeper and harder, he fucks me. “Have I gotten to that itch yet, kukolka?”
“What…itch?” I mumble between gasps. I don’t know how long Sergei uses my body, but I glory in being filled by him.
I no longer control my pussy’s clenching. Spasms rock me until I begin to convulse on Sergei’s dick. “I’m coming!”
“Come as often as you need,” he says, plowing into me like the beast he is.
“Aren’t you close?” I gasp.
“Kukolka, my job isn’t done until you pass out and come to on my cock.” He pinches my clit.
If I had thoughts about holding out, they flared out as I shot up into the sky on another scream. Sergei doesn’t grant me anytime to recover. He lays me flat on the table that we’ve pushed against the wall with our activities, and he returns to feast at my breasts.
I feebly push at his shoulders though I don’t want him to stop. Pleasure unlike anything I’ve known bombards me at every turn. Before I can grasp one feeling, he pushes me into another and another until I am coming again.
This time, my body explodes and a river flows out of me. That is the last I remember until another shuddering takes over me. I come again with my eyes rolled up.
Sergei slowly pulls out of my sweaty, spent, and gasping body and he crawls on top of the table. “To know everything there is to know about female orgasm, you’ve come, now you must taste.”
He plunders my mouth with the same wildness that he did to my pussy. And I taste myself on him. I lick and suck to get all of my essence from him, which sets him off and he finally comes into my mouth.
Once our breathing calms and I’ve swallowed every ounce of his cum, he says, “If you need more research material, I’m here every Saturday at this time.”
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