Diary of a Kinky Librarian

We went into the bedroom and I wondered what he had in mind. He plans out, more or less, what he intends to do to me in a given night and I get to feel the anticipation of not knowing and wondering what the glint in his eye holds. We started off slowly with cuddles, him spooned up against me. He stroked my ass, my tummy, as I start to breathe heavy and relax into his touch he slides his hands up to my breasts. Every touch is thrilling. He grabs hold of my ass roughly and pulls my cheeks apart, exposing me. I feel him stroke his cock head against my ass and I try to push back into it a little. He grabs my ass some more, manhandling me.

I don’t want to move, I’m lost in reverie. But he tells me to get up and get some lube. I grab the new Wet Together lube I’ve gotten samples of - it’s a pair of lubes, one for him (water-based), one for her (silicone-based). His is supposed to be warming, hers tingling. We each use the designated lube and both experience a warming sensation. We joke about how they’re encouraging unsafe sex by encouraging people to combine the two lubes together. I’m nice and slippery and horny when he has me lie on my back. He kneels between my legs and strokes his cock along my labia, rubbing the two lubes together. I’m aching for him to enter me, my pussy tingling and warm, and just as it becomes unbearable he puts a condom on, uses a bit more lube on the outside of it, and slowly slides in. I feel every inch as his thick cock head pushes its way past the muscles of my vagina. I gasp as it pushes in just a little bit farther. Soon, he’s fucking me.

I close my eyes and focus on his cock sliding in and out. He fucks me hard and in no time I wish I could come. I try my hardest to hold back asking for permission. It feels amazing to be held on the edge like that. I gasp and moan, yearning to come. I keep hoping that my gasps and moans will cause him to give me permission to come. I let him know how much I want it, but without using words. Amazingly, I manage to hold out until he gives me permission. “Come,” he says and in a few seconds I’m coming hard. My vagina pushes his cock out of me, but I still keep coming. So intense are my feelings of arousal that I’ll come at the drop of a hat. He encourages me to keep coming and it seems to last for several minutes, although it was probably much shorter than that. I keep coming until he says I’ve had enough.

We return to the porn that we were watching - a hot film about a woman being used like a doornob - i.e., everybody gets a turn. He teases me that I’d like that - to be passed around and used. I blush and look away because it’s true. As I watch the film I realize how hot it is for a woman to be a slut; for her to be enthusiastic about sex and ravenous for it. The way she gives her body over to the man and woman dominating her is just so hot. They pass her back and forth between them, having her suck cock and lick pussy alternately, then they pass her on to other people in the room. I can imagine the humiliation of being used like a cheap whore in front of and by strangers but also think that this is really hot.

MasterDoc asks if I’m ready to climb on top of his cock and I say, without hesitation, that yes I am. I’m still so turned on from before, and from watching the porn. He teases me, telling me I’ll be used like a doornob. He fills my head with such delightful imagery and makes me feel like such a slut that I’m moaning in no time. I ride his cock hard, rubbing my cunt against it furiously. He tells me to come and I come - again his cock gets pushed out but I continue to rub my cunt against his hard cock and I keep coming and coming. He spanks my ass, grabs hold of me and my body continues to convulse. Just when I think the pleasure is subsiding a bit he gets me to come again and I tense up so hard that I can barely breathe. I surrender to the power he has to make me come over and over - even without direct genital contact. It’s absolutely amazing what he can do to me - how turned on he gets me and how hard he can make me come. Afterward, I lay on the bed next to him, smiling and looking at him adoringly. How could you not love a man who makes you feel like that?