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Chapter 22 “The Library” POV Ayesha. I wonder to the library and find some books on sex. It talks about the different sexual organs males and females have and explains how sex works and the different sexual positions. I get hot and bothered by the pictures and freak out at the same time.

He let out a low, animalistic roar, his body stiffening as he spilled himself deep inside me, his warm seed blooming against my cervix in heavy, rhythmic pulses. He kept me pinned there for a long time, his chest heaving, his face buried in my hair. We were both covered in sweat, the cool air of the library chilling the moisture on our skin. Slowly, the world stopped spinning. The silence of the manor returned, heavy and judging.

The e-mail showed that Selena was Googling pornographic websites - specifically sites which catalogued and stored sex stories. As he checked the screenshots and the text which was being typed into the search bar, he found that she was looking for stories which dealt with S&M, dominance and submission, bondage and humiliation. The next e-mail had a screenshot of the story that she was apparently reading, since the next several e-mails all had screenshots of the same story, just pages later.

I moaned as he lifted me onto his desk effortlessly, knocking books aside. “Spread your legs,” he growled, ripping my panties down with one swift movement. “Fuck, look at this pretty little pussy. Already dripping for me.” He slid two thick fingers into me without warning, pumping them fast and deep. I cried out, clutching his wrist as pleasure shot up my spine. “Quiet,” he ordered, pressing his other hand over my mouth. “Anyone could walk by.” The thrill of getting caught only made it worse. My hips bucked against his fingers as he curled them just right, making stars explode behind my eyelids.

He was quick to notice of course, and he returned again, this time holding my waist while his bulge pressed into my derriere. I let out a soft gasp, "I have some books to pick up by the bookstore before it closes." I tried to conceal my surprise. His eyes lit up, "don't you torture yourself reading those erotics?" He looked into my face. He knew what I was reading? My eyes flicked towards him. "You think I don't know?" His tongue flickered to his lips. "You went into my room?" I was stunned. "The covers drew me in, and I couldn't help but glance through some pages. But I must say, the side effects of reading such books can be disastrous."

I don’t usually put myself on stage at public events, but since a few of my friends are a lot more outgoing than me, they keep dragging me with them on occasion. Novella is one such friend. The unassuming librarian already organized a reading for me and hooked me up with interviewers, so when an erotic fair started, she tried hard to get us there in one form or another. Her idea was some form of public discussion about “porn in public”, something about what it means to be an openly sexual person in today’s society. And since I seem to be the expert on anything sexual, she wanted me to be her partner on stage.

"You're in for a big surprise. Let's look at the list." Rob picked up the single sheet of paper lying on the shelf. They read it together. Rob must cum five times. Eve must cum at least six times. You must shower each other. Both must perform oral sex individually and together. Rim each other. Vaginal sex in at least three different positions. Anal sex in at least two different positions. Prostate massage. "What is that?" Rob asked. "My finger in your butt," his mother replied. "Uh, okay." Eve will be bound and all three holes used.

Lisa was naked, on top of Jim and literally fucking him as she had called out. Her hands clenched his muscular chest and he could see her pussy being hammered by what looked like a generous cock, the angle perfect to see from the doorway. And really, the problem wasn’t that she was having sex with someone. It was how she was having sex with someone. Complete and total abandon, her cries high-pitched and loud and her muscles flexing while she looked into Jim’s eyes. His hands were clenching her naked hips hard enough to leave bruises as she rode him, crying out with every mutual thrust.

You must read, so you'll know what we know. Loving books as she did, Madeleine had soon forgotten her disappointment. The private library was a wondrous hoard of knowledge, and as arousing in its way as the long, shared hours of yesterday. Each book was a classic of pornography. As she read — and read and read and read - Madeleine soon grew both learned and fevered. Every picture seemed to remind her of the touch of Delrina’s lips, or the way Laurelina’s fingertips could seek out, and find, the most discreet and receptive of pleasure-nodes, then tantalise them to the very edge of madness. Every line or paragraph of uncensored prose seemed to conjure up the taste of Nadia’s sweat.