Evenings at the Library (for Wolvenrogue and PickleChiffonPie)

Bob tried hard to hide his excitement but his body was betraying him, not only was his cock as hard as a steel rod, but his hands were shaking slightly from nervous excitement. As she settled in next to him, her breasts brushing her chest, he cradled her in his arms and began passionately kissing her. He started with her forehead and lightly planted kisses down her nose, and then finding her lips, paused and paid them homage. Tentatively he slipped his tongue into her mouth., for him something he had not tried before, but found delightful. He moved to her neck and then down between her breast with his kissing before sucking in he left nipple. His jaw was trembling, but he wouldn’t have let go for the world.

Liz cradled his head as he sucked on her nipple and teased it with this tongue. She gently guided his jaw up back to her mouth, her lips finding his with a deep passion. She loved what just kissing was doing to his body. She could feel the heat resonating from his core.

Gently as their tongues duelled, she slid her cool hand down his solid chest to his waist, cupping him through the fabric of his denim. She felt the hiss as her hand connected with his large bulge, her fingertips lightly dancing over the fabric. She’d done that to him, the thought was over whelming as she slid a leg over his hip, bringing them into a closer realm of intimacy.

Her body was on fire, she could feel the wet ache in her pussy, the slight throbbing of need it had. She refused to acknowledge it. She kept her mouth dancing with his, the one hand in his hair, the other on his pulsing covered shaft. She moaned softly, knowing if he pushed, she’d give in to fucking him tonight, but also wanting to continue just kissing each other senseless.

She felt his hands tease the fabric at her waist, and she took a sharp breath, wondering which Bob was in control, the alpha male dominate one, or the tender protector.

She gently pulled back and looked into his smoky eyes, seeing the desire flaring in them.

Bob’s hand slid down and onto the thin cloth covering her ass as he firmly gripped each cheek in a palm his large hand could easily cover and control her hips and ass now held firmly in his grip. He felt the desire rising in his core. He was approaching animal passion, and might have taken her that minute had she not chosen that moment to look him in the eye. Her gaze pieced his heart like a knife, and though his passion did not abate, tenderness overtook animal instinct. He returned her tender look, kissed her, and whispered.” tell me when to stop” as one hand slowly slid under the fabric of her pants on her bare ass.

Oh sweet lord, she was in trouble. Those softly spoken words melted her heart turning her insides to jello. The feel of his large hands on her ass was divine, and when he slipped them beneath the thin fabric of her cotton pants, her breath caught. She felt the shock of heat through her entire body, as they lay there kissing and feeling each other out.

She smiled against his lips, feeling the throbbing pulse that went through his stiff member. He had to be uncomfortable in that stiff thick fabric. Her finger tips worked deftly slipping the button from his jeans and pulling the zipper down easing the pressure on his body. She could feel the relief seep through him as she gently pried his fly open, before setting her hand back to cradle and cup his hard cock.

Her mouth was bruised under his as their kisses continued, fuelled by a fiery intense heat that was building between them. She gently pulled him down to whispered in his ear.

“I will, I promise,” though in her mind she knew if they continued much longer, there would be no pulling back for either of them.

Her mouth found his again, claiming it in a hungry passion. She felt like she could just eat him alive. She gasped softly as his hands kneaded and played with her ass, his fingers embedding in her flesh as he took her in great handfuls, pulling her closer to him. She hitched her leg higher on his hip, allowing him a firmer grip on her ass.

She smiled at the rate of his heavy breathing, and even more at the warm wetness that was beginning to form under her hand as she stroked him into a fevor.

His hand slid down her thighs taking the thin pants with them. One hand returned up her inner thigh the other up the back. the met at the warm wet place between her thighs, one hand cupping her mons, the other laying along the crack of her ass. His breathing was coarse as he continued to kiss her. His fingers grew wet with the moisture leaking from her. As one finger found its way inside her pussy the other pulled back along her crack massaged her rosebud, coating it with her juices. As he sighed from her handling of his cock he slipped a finger slowly in her ass. He moved his fingers slowly enjoying how it made her squirm in his powerful grip

Liz gasped against his lips, as his thick finger intruded into her moist aching pussy. Her body couldn’t lie, and the evidence of what his kisses did to her was clear. She moaned, gently rocking her hips into his hand as they continued tasting each other. A soft “oh” escaped from her lips as he pressed his finger into her tight ass, filling both her holes with himself.

She rock gently helping to increase the sensation and her hand slipped beneath the waist band of his shorts. His flesh was hot and pulsing under the smooth cool skin of her fingers. God he was thick. She wrapped her hand as fully as she could about his cock and stroked in gentle languid passes, up and down his solid flesh. She smiled against his lips, feeling the reaction of his body, the tenseness of it, as she moved her hand against his bare flesh.

She could see the battle raging in his eyes for control of his body, between the gentle giant, and the animal instinct. She was walking a fine line. The sensations they were giving each other driving that need higher and higher. She moaned as his finger forcefully moved, deeper into her folds. She gasped more as a second followed, and he still worked her ass rhythmically.

She writhed underneath his exploration, her body wanting more, craving it.

“Don’t stop, Bob, please...” she breathed against his ear.

He pushed his fingers deeper into her and moved from her lips to her stiff nipples with his mouth sucking hard. Her breathing was now hard and ragged and moist. He could feel he panting. he was now sliding his fingers in and out in regular and opposing strokes. his hands dripped with her juices. He lifted her in his strong arms and rolling on his back laid her on top of him face down, her thighs straddling his face. His throbbing cock near hers. driving his thumb into her ass he licked and sucked her clit. The animal was now in control.

She couldn’t help but tease, being presented with such a sweet opportunity.

Gently she flicked her tongue out to taste him, as his own licked at her slit. Her tongue traced his thick hard shaft, before wetting her lips and lowering them down on him. She teased the head of his cock, with expert skill, before working more of her mouth down his shaft. She felt the tension building in his body again as her mouth made gloriously slow and long strokes against him.

She felt herself quiver under the attention of his tongue, and was more than pleased to feel it mirrored in his own body as she attended to his body.

He slowly worked his thumb in and out of her ass as he lapped at her pussy. Her soft lips surronding his cock and sliding up and down pushed him beyond his control. His body tightened like a steel rod beneath her and he was racked by the throws of a shuddering orgasm. He hadnt um in a long time much less with this much stimulation. The throbbing went on for what seemed like for ever. He broke out in a sweat, did his best to keep up his efforts for Liz

She felt his cock pulse in her mouth, a sign of the impending release. She took one last long suck of him before pulling her lips off his stiff shaft, and watching him erupt. The volcanic rush of his cum was incredible.

She sighed, watching him explode because of her, had to be one of the most erotic things she’d ever seen. Slowly she continued to stroke him, her fingertips glistening with his fluid, as his mouth still worked her pussy. She could feel the edge of release coming closer, but she pulled back.

She wanted to ensure she was so wound up that when they finally got around to having sex, her body would spontaneously combust into orgasm. Gently lifting her hips up, she moved to lay down beside him, her body pressed tight to his, as she leaned in to kiss him. Se licked his lips, lapping at the taste of herself on them mixed with the heady taste of his flesh made for a head spinning combination, as she teased at his mouth.

“Bob,” her voice was soft as she called his name, her hand threading through the light smattering of hair on his toned solid chest.

She closed her eyes, her body still pressed intimately next to his and let the glorious feel of his warm skin penetrate hers, and bring the comforting haze of relaxation to her eyes.

His glistening cock rested between her thighs as the shared incredibly sloppy kisses. her breast against his chest and her hands in his hair drove him mad. He was rock hard again in minutes. He felt the tip of his cock against her soft wetness and rolled her to the mattress as he perched between her thighs. Hi paused a brief second to give her a chance to stop him, but not a second one. His prize was before him and he meant to claim it swiveling his hips he entered her in one long slow movement feeling the gloriously soft place that awaited him at last. he kissed he passionately going slow and doing this on her schedule.

Liz couldn’t even think as Bob rolled her under his form. She knew what was coming, and she chose to let it. Her body wanted him as much as his did hers.

Who was she to deny them both the satisfaction the other would bring them?

Spreading her legs wider for him, she felt the head of his thick member slide easily into her wet pussy. She moaned softly as his body sank into hers with authority and a possessiveness that shocked her. She looked into his eyes and could see the thought mirrored there.

“Mine”

She arched under him, pressing her fully hips closer to this thrusting body. His cock so hard and thick he stretched her every time he pushed inside her. Each penetration a statement, a confirmation, she was no longer her own, she was his. Running her fingers through his hair, she pulled his lips to hers, kissing him deeply as he took her.

She lay beneath him, panting as she matched his movements. This was what she had wanted since they started kissing on the couch down stairs. She had wanted to feel his complete possession of her, and as his body worked in and out of hers Liz couldn’t help but sigh.

“Bob,” she whispered, “I am sooo close...please.... harder....”

Her soft voice was like placing a match to gasoline. He had held back for hours and she wanted it. Wanted him. His body responded like a high powered engine. He gripped her tight in his arms holding he shoulders. His thrust wer now hard and deep shaking her entire body to the core he kept thrusting til he felt her glorious release. only then did he allow his own. Adding his seed to the fluids now flooding her body. He kissed he r shuddering body ans held her silently til she relaxed in his arms. Limp they let the sweat roll off of them like tears of passion and joy.

Liz sighed in the throes of her release. There was a resounding tremor that was sparked as Bob thrust into her spurting his release, shooting his load deep into her darkest depths. Liz cried out in joy, as she felt her body clench about him and release. Smoothing the beads of sweat from his brow, she lay, chest heaving under him, her nipples still taunt with desire and passion brushed against his chest.

“That,” she panted, “was incredible.” She smiled into his face. Struck once again by the ruggedly handsome qualities in it, she placed a soft kiss near his ear. “You, are phenomenal.”

She let her hands trail down his broad shoulders to his narrowed waist, caressing every inch of his skin. She looked into his eyes, a soft dreamy quality laced her own, and she knew that here, in his arms sleep would come fast. But she would also be safe, he was here, he would protect her against anything that came through that door.

That small piece of knowledge was the most comforting reassuring thing ever in this world, given the events of the last two days. Letting out a soft sigh, she closed her eyes, and let herself become vulnerable, as she slept.

Robert rolled to her side and pulling her back to him tucked her safely under his arm. He was in awe how perfectly she fit there. He shivered with joy from what they had just experienced. As he lay there, listening to her quiet breathing and the beating of her heat which he could faintly hear, he was afraid to sleep thinking he would wake to find it had all been a beautiful dream. He gently held her breast in his hand. Still marveling at how perfectly formed it was he let the nipple slip between his fingers, still so wonderfully erect and long. His cock laid nicely in the crack of her soft ass. I was still partially erect. He couldn't imagine anything better than this. "My darling", he whispered in her ear, "you are the incredible one, thank you". He kissed he neck softly and let sleep over take him.

They were jarred awake by a blaring alarm clock. Robert jumped out of her bed and confused, finally found the off switch. Laughing, he climbed back in bed and asked his still dreamy girlfriend (he liked that thought very much) "did you forget it was friday???" He nuzzled her awake, and took time to give attention to her nipples. They were so tempting he could not pass the opportunity.

Liz laughed in her foggy state.

“I guess I did.”

She nestled into him once he settled back into bed. Trying hard to find that sweet spot where she was perfectly cradled into his body, she finally sighed as she cocooned his body and arms about her, his lips playing with her nipples. She slowly came awake to his skilled lips, teasing and tugging on her peaks. She ran her hand through his hair and gently caressed his ear.

“mmmmm shall I make us pancakes for breakfast?” She asked as his hands wandered her body. She moaned softly. Last night had been incredible, and followed buy the most wonderful sleep she’d had in a long time. As she stretched her naked body against his, she smiled.

Looked as though someone was suffering from an attack of morning wood. She rolled in to him, a smile playing at her lips.

“But before breakfast, is there anything you want to do?” She knew her eyes were giving away her amusement, but she couldn’t help it, she had always enjoyed teasing, and she wondered how many mornings he’d woken with no way to relieve himself.

Bob didn't need to be asked twice. Rolling on his back, he puled her on top straddling his hips. He took her breasts in his hands and continued where his lips had left off. His cock was poking her lower back, and he pulled her down to him and kissed her deeply again exploring her with his tongue. taking her hips in his hands he lifted her and lowered her slowly onto his cock, a soft moan escaping his lips as she slid down his full length. He closed his eyes with pleasure as he felt her soft inner flesh caress him.

He pulled her to his chest loving the feeling of her nipples sliding through the coarse hair on his chest. " Your bewitching" he said. I might never want to be dressed again. Wouldn't be good at work, but at home???? He felt her body tighten and his urgency rise. He drove deeply into her hugging her tight. He wasn't thinking about pancakes at the moment!

Liz moaned in deep pleasure as he set her on top of his throbbing cock. She slid so easily down it, and began using her thighs to lift her body up and down his shaft, stroking him. His hands firm on her hips, she moved, fast and then slow.

She laughed as Bob pulled her down to him her breasts rubbing against his chest as he used his hands to help guide her hips.

“Clothes are always optional at home, but work definitely would require some.”

She moved just a bit making his penetration go deeper as she arched her hips up and down, thrusting to him. She moaned aloud as they came closer to the release point for them both.

Robert held her hips tightly in his large hands he could feel her body start to convulse rhythmically. He groaned the shuddered and he arched lifting her in the air as he exploded into her. Wave after wave of release washed over him, and he filled her to overflowing. the previous night it had been his second orgasm and was relatively small but his body had worked overtime to replenish the supply. They both looked sheepishly at the bed now soaked from their lovemaking, and broke out laughing. He held her in his arms a moment then kissed before they got out of bed. When she was treated to yet another flood running down her thighs, which was greeted with more giggles. It was sensual yet oh so much fun!

"I'm hungry!" Robert said through an ear-to-ear smile, "pancakes sound great."

Liz was caught in the giggles, euphoric from the high of her orgasm, she looked at Bob.

“Shower first love, then I most certainly will make you the best damn pancakes you’ve ever had.”

She winked at him, before ducking into her ensuite, setting the shower to warm. She pulled two fresh towels from the cupboard and set them on the lid of the toilet before turning and beckoning him into the room as it quickly filled with steam.

She stepped into the shower, wetting her hair before moving out of the way to ensure he had room to join her. Taking the soap in her hands she worked a lather and as Bob stepped into join her, she began soaping his skin, cleaning him, then focusing her attention on herself.

She ensured she washed every bit of his sticky cum from her thighs, softly moaning as she did so. She had no words for how incredible it felt to feel him push deep and shoot himself off inside of her. She looked into his eyes as she handed off the soap, and turned her back to him to get a pump of shampoo from her dispenser.

Working the soap through her hair thoroughly she exchanged positions with Bob, loving the feel of his slick skin against her.

He couldn't resist running his slick soapy hands over wet clean skin. especially her nipples and pussy lips. he slipped in side and was amazed at how hot she felt. He was hard in seconds and she soon found herself being poked in the belly by his hard cock. Bob answered her raised eyebrow with a shrug. He couldn't help it and she knew it. When they got out of the shower they made a point of drying each other. It was a bit childish, but they were in a playful mood. When he saw Elizabeth looking for clothing he said " I thought you said we didn't need clothes at home?" Shaming her. "In any event I'm not wearing any" he said with a big smile.

Liz laughed. "You are certainly more than welcome to not, I however, am going to be cooking. So," She pulled out a light blue tank and a pair of matching lace panties. "I am going to slid into these, so the best parts of me don't get injured." She smiled, flushing a bit as he watched her dress in the high cut scraps of nearly see-through lace. She pulled her wet hair back into a loose slopy ponytail and headed down stairs.

She put together the batter for the pancakes as he watched, and the grill got up to temperature. She poured the batter out for four healthy sized pancakes, and then retirved a plate. Flipping them to the other side, she pulled out the syrup and butter setting them on the table before him. She handed the plate to him, with the stack and winked before cooking some for herself.

Robert was a little disappointed but understood the safety issue, and watched her as she cooked. He took the hearty plate of pancakes and added butter and syrup and sat down to eat. "god you are a good cook and sexy too!" when she sat he gto eat he was half way through and finished long before she did. He got up from his chair and walked behind her and taking the syrup poured some down her cleavage. "OOOOPS!" he said with a grin. "I am sorry!! I'll have to clean that up." The syrup ran down her chest and breasts onto the panties and soaked through. he let her finish her pancakes then helped her out of her sticky clothes and sat her on the table. He proceeded to lick the sticky syrup off of her body which was no small task, but he smiled the whole time ear to ear! "your sweet as ever!" he said.

Liz groaned, she was going to need another go in the shower, to get the residue of the syrup off her body. But she had to admit, she kind of liked having him lick her clean, it as something new and interesting she’d never experienced with a partner. The happy glint in Bob’s eyes made her slight discomfort worthwhile, she loved seeing him with such a playful side.

She moaned softly as his tongue trailed over her breasts and down her stomach to her cleft. She was glad she kept herself manicured; else this syrup fiasco would really be messy. She spread her legs just a bit further for him to gain access to her inner lips, and allowed him to tease her gently. Sliding her hand into his hair, she closed her eyes, getting lost in the sensation.

To be fair though, there was a part of her mind churning with what may come, Monday would mean back to work for both of them, and the possibility of dealing with ramifications of their altercations with campus security. She couldn’t help but feel a pull of anxiety about having to return to work on her own.

She gasped as his tongue lapped at her, bringing her back to here and now.

Bob came up for air all smiles, looking up past her erect nipples to her sparkling eyes. "Your still pretty sticky, more ways than one, but either way, its my fault mind if i clean you up? I do like to take care of my own messes? Just a minute, I'll be right back" Bob remembered seeing a large tup oposite the shower in the master suite. He ran up stairs, and started filling the tub. He seached the medicine chest and found some lilac bubble bath and added it to the warm water. he came back down and found liz washing dishes. My lady, its time I think for your bath. Taking her hand, he led her up the stairs and into the warm soapy water. He knealt by the tub and taking a sponge lovingly massaged her body as she laid back and relaxed.
He couldnt be happier. Pampering his lady in the most intimate of ways.