Steve Golden - Line up for the librarian

Vickie took a day off.

She didn't really need to. But she felt she should, if only to put herself out of temptation's way for a time. She'd fucked two guys in two days while on the job! In the library! At this rate she'd have fucked half the staff by the end of the week! It was only a matter of time before she got herself into trouble.

And so she phoned in sick, taking care not to open the sexy book that had triggered her horniness the past two days. She cleaned up her apartment and caught up on some laundry. At mid-afternoon, she packed a bag and walked down to the beach, determined to do no more than doze away the rest of the day. If nothing else, she'd go back to work well rested.

And it was quiet down by the water. She smiled to herself, happy that she'd come. The mid-summer crowd was gone and she could choose her spot, sit somewhere out of the breeze and let the sun warm her.

She found a spot among the dunes, way back from the water, and spread her blanket on the sand. Then she peeled off her shirt and lay down in her skimpy bikini. What a bikini it was! Good thing the beach was nearly deserted! The thing might cause a riot!

She'd never worn it before, convinced that it was just too daring for mixed company. It was a string bikini, four tiny flaps of silk that covered her ass, her pussy, and each of her tits. Barely. It was held up by tiny threads that looped over her hips and around her shoulders.

Her tits were so big, the bikini top didn't support them at all. It simply covered her nipples and a few square inches of golden globe. Her tits puffed out lewdly over the top and her nipples stuck out the pale pink silk like thumbs. Her ass cheeks swelled out from the rear flap of the panties, and strands of cunt hair peeked sexily over the tiny pink triangle at her crotch.

An hour went by, and she might have dozed for a time. When she next opened her eyes, she was vaguely aware of strange sounds from somewhere near by. At first she thought she was imagining things, but then she heard them again and sat up quickly. It was moaning, as if someone was in pain. And near by. Just over the next dune.

Vickie stood up and began to move toward the sound, convinced someone was hurt. But she'd gone no more than a few steps when she came, to an abrupt stop, dropped to her hands and knees on the hot sand and held her breath tensely. Just over a hillock of sand, a few feet from where she'd been dozing for the last hour, two young people were wrapped in each other's arms, naked. The girl had her legs hooked up around her partner's back and was obviously fucking him drawing him into her with short little jerks.

Down at the beach, practically right in front of Vickie. Didn't they realize this was a public place? It wasn't fair. She couldn't get away from sex if she wanted to. She was bombarded with it everywhere she went. Maybe she should say something. Maybe she should storm over there and demand that they stop, demand that they quit disturbing her!

She blushed hotly. She was a fine one to tell them to stop fucking in a public place! In the past two days she had fucked two different men in a public library! What was she thinking of! At least these two innocents weren't fucking on company time. At least they weren't being paid while they fucked.

She sat on her haunches in the sand and thought, her tits crammed against her thighs. Then, as quietly as she could, she crept back up the smooth sand dune and peeked over. She wanted to see them again. She wanted to watch them. Her tummy fluttered with a strange thrill.

They were both moaning softly, wrapped tightly in each other's arms. Vickie had a perfect view of the young man's pale ass cheeks as he pumped his cock up and dawn, back and forth, into the cunt of the girl beneath him. His red bathing suit was hooked around one of his ankles. Vickie could barely see the girl at all, just a flash of auburn hair and a pair of tightly-clenched eyes once in a while.

And Vickie began to get horny all over again. Her tits molded into the hot sand and her nipples started to burn. Her crotch tingled. She slipped a hand into the tiny triangle of her bikini panties and began to diddle her pussy. Her forefinger found her clit and began to wiggle it back and forth.

"Don't forget to pull out!" the young girl gasped, glaring up tensely into, the face of her lover. "Don't come inside me! Pull it out! Don't forget!"

Vickie watched in fascination, waiting for what she knew would soon happen. It was like looking at some porno movie, except that this was for real. She flicked her clit madly and humped against the warm sand.

"Here it comes, baby! Wait for it, here it comes!" grunted the young man. Suddenly he was lifting up off his girlfriend, pulling his ass cheeks back, wriggling his hard-on from her sucking cunt. He took his glistening cock in his hand and primed it, holding it above the girl's spasming stomach. He began to jerk off over her.

The young man's girlfriend glared at his cock and Vickie watched with them, all three waiting for the moment of explosion. His reddened cock twitched and quivered in his fist. Suddenly long streamers of white cum were spurting out from his cock tip, shooting out in shimmering ropes onto the belly and tits of the nude young girl. Again and again and again.

"Ohhh lover, yes, yes!" the young girl moaned, staring at the jism as it sprayed her torso.

Vickie stared, too, remembering how she'd let Donald's cock shoot off on her face yesterday. What must that have looked like? Boy, she should have had a camera! Then she could have run back movies of herself afterwards! How exciting it all looked, that lovely creamy paste shooting from the young man's cock! It looked fantastic.

"Oh fuck, baby! Oh fuck!" the young man groaned. He appeared to be finished, his cock wilting in his fist, his spunk spread out like suntan oil all over his pretty girlfriend. He rested his prick on her pubic mound and rubbed it back and forth slowly.

"Yes! Oh yes, lover!" said the young girl, running her fingers through his sticky jism. She massaged the stuff into her belly and tits, covering herself with a fine layer of white.

God, how wonderful! thought Vickie, diddling her pussy crazily. She'd have to try that herself! Cum was such exciting stuff, and to have it splattered all over her skin was just too much! Again she thought back on the way Donald's cock had spat out on her face. It had messed her up so! She couldn't even see out of her glasses afterwards!

The two lovers were slowly coming to their senses, aware once more of their surroundings. Vickie, terrified of being discovered, slid back down the sand dune and crawled on her blanket. She mumbled to herself, cursing that she hadn't gotten to come. Well, there was nothing else for it. She'd have to get herself fucked again. She'd tried to keep her mind off sex. She'd really tried.

She rolled up her blanket quickly, picked up her bag and strode off down the beach, her fine tits jiggling inside the bikini harness. Where could she go to get herself fucked? It had to be some place close. She couldn't wait long. Her cunt was wet.

On her right she caught sight of a low concrete building set back from a couple of outdoor showers. There were changing rooms at each end. Though the place appeared deserted, she decided to try her luck. She hesitated only a moment, then walked right by the women's entrance and straight into the mens. There weren't many guys out on the beach. Maybe there'd be some in here.

Inside the place was one long narrow room, with benches running along the sides and down the middle. The concrete walls and floor were lit dimly by a weak overhead bulb. Vickie squinted a moment, gazed around warily, then saw two men standing naked at the far end of the room.

They were young men, tanned and healthy looking. They stood casually beneath a frosted glass window, talking quietly. Their brown bodies were well-muscled and sleek. Their hair was bleached blonde by the sun. One of them had a thick moustache.