4 comments/ 44704 views/ 42 favorites Taking the Librarian By: AstridOnnan "Are you sure it's okay, Amelie?" the young, library volunteer asked her trainer as she zipped up her coat. "It's totally fine!" Amelie smiled back at the short, redheaded girl, Lily. "We're in a good place. All I have to do is process the rest of the returns which won't take long. You have fun!" "Thank you so much, I'll see you on Friday!" Lily grinned widely at Amelie before running out the door to her car. Amelie sighed as she continued working on the large bin of book returns. The library was practically empty, which was unfortunately common. The libraries had been struggling for the last couple of years, and the book sales and fundraisers had been helpful, but not nearly enough. Amelie chewed her lower lip as she tried to come up with new ideas to save the libraries. As Amelie slipped into deep thought, a tall man walked into the library and headed straight towards the adult mystery section. He was tall, had silvery graying hair, and was very regal. His outfit was expensive and made him look very out of place in the colorful, if slightly dingy, library. "The library will be closing in fifteen minutes, please bring all check-outs to the front desk soon," Amelie announced over the loudspeaker before settling onto her stool and re-opening the book she been reading about beekeeping. Mentally cataloging the tasks she had left as she read, she never noticed the tall man observing her through several stacks of books. Henry observed the young librarian with a wicked grin. He had been coming to the library for several weeks now and knew Amelie's night routine very well. When the clock struck ten, she would lock the doors, check the bathrooms, and finish the returns. Then she would replace the books on their shelves and leave. All he had to do was wait. ... Fifteen minutes later, Amelie stood from her stool and went to lock the doors. On the way back, she checked both bathrooms before sitting down to finish the small pile of returns she had yet to finish. Glancing at the clock, she loaded the books and CDs onto a rolling cart and began replacing items where they belong. Henry's heart pounded with anticipation as he watched the auburn-haired librarian meander through the library. Today she was wearing a clingy, black skirt that ended mid-thigh with a black and white striped shirt that accentuated her breasts' plumpness and shape. Henry felt a stirring in his trousers as he imagined Amelie's skirt bunched up around her waist and her breasts in his firm grip. He struggled to stay quiet as she worked her way through the shelving just before his. Amelie stood on her tiptoes to place the woodworking guide back in it's place when she heard steps behind her. Before she could turn, a large hand had clamped itself over her mouth and it's companion had a found it's way around her waist. She released a muffled scream as Henry struggled to sandwich her between himself and the bookcase against the wall. "I'm going to remove my hand from your mouth," Henry's deep voice whispered in Amelie's ear, "You will not scream, do you understand?" Amelie stood frozen for a moment before nodding in defeat, realizing that her assailant was not only larger than her, but also had a very firm pin on her. "Who are you?" she whimpered as his hand lifted from her lips and she struggled to turn and face her attacker. "That's not important right now," Henry shushed her, grasping her firmly by the neck and keeping her faced towards the wall. "Just relax," he said seductively, trailing his other hand teasingly up and down the backside of her thighs. The thin material of her nylons rubbed deliciously against his fingertips and only helped to increase the strain his cock had placed on the front of his pants. "I-, I'm not, I'm not who you want for this," Amelie winced at his touch, wishing desperately to shrink into nothingness as he relinquished his hold on her neck and reached forward to cup her shapely breasts. She felt her nipples tighten through the thin material of her bra as his fingers sought out the tiny, puckered tips and gave them a squeeze. "Oh yes, you most definitely are, Amelie," he purred in her ear. Her eyes widened at the sound of her own name, but before she could speak, he was grinding his arousal against the soft, supple mounds of her ass, garnering himself another delicious whimper. As his hands roamed her body, he had wedged his right thigh between her legs and began planting soft, wet kisses along the curve of her neck. "Please stop!" Amelie pleaded softly, struggling uselessly against the unknown man's hold and willing her body to stop responding. Despite all sense and logic, she could feel herself moistening at the apex of her thighs due to the kisses and touches of this man, this intended rapist! "You don't have to do this," she begged, and Henry laughed at her adorable plea as his fingers found her very core. "Oh!" she gasped, clenching her thighs as his index finger wriggled against her swelling clit. She was, however, stopped by his thick, muscular thigh and despite her efforts, she remained open to his probing. "Mmf! Aaah! No!" she panted, letting out strangled moans and yelps as Henry's one hand teased her rapidly dampening lips and the other massaged and squeezed her breasts relentlessly. "You like that, don't you?" Henry questioned needlessly, noticing that Amelie's movements of struggle had turned into small gyrations against his hands. Grinning, he grasped her by the shoulders and turned her before replacing his thigh between her legs. This time, though, he brought his foot up to the second lowest shelf which resulted in Amelie straddling his thick thigh with her toes barely touching the ground. "Ah!" she yelped loudly, unprepared for suddenly pressure against her wet pussy. Her eyes widened as she faced her assailant for the first time and realized how attractive he was. Before long, though, her eyes fluttered shut as Henry's hand shot forward and made quick work of her shirt and bra. As they fluttered to the ground, he leaned forward to clasp his lips around one of her puckered nipples whilst gripping her by the hips and grinding her pussy against his thigh. Amelie's delicious moans grew louder as her clit swelled against the friction that Henry's pants provided and before long, she moving against him entirely of her own accord. Henry groaned as he realized this, and buried his face in her pillowy mounds, reveling in the smooth, supple flesh. "I want you to cum on my leg," Henry demanded, tweaking her nipples as Amelie humped his thigh furiously. His cock strained against his pants, crying for attention, but Henry ignored the swollen gland, desperate to watch Amelie's release. Of their own accord, Amelie's hands moved. One went to fondle her clit and the other sought out her pert, bouncing tits and Henry almost came on spot. "I-, I-, I'm cumming!" Amelie cried, shuddering and clenching her legs around his thigh as she shattered into a billion pieces of pleasure. Panting, she collapsed against Henry's suit-clad chest, breathing hard. "There's a good girl," Henry smiled, lowering his foot and turning Amelie to face the wall again. She grabbed one of the shelves and turned her head towards him. "Please, no," she begged, feeling ashamed at how much she had enjoyed herself. "On no, we've gone too far to stop now," Henry chuckled, grabbing a handful of her skirt and bunching it up above the sensuous mounds of her ass. He was rewarded with the view of her smooth, cheeks divided by the delicate line of a black, lace thong. He pushed her nylons down, hooked his long finger under the thong and tugged on it, watching the fabric disappear between her puffy pussy lips and dig against her swollen clit. Amelie moaned and unwittingly wiggled her ass, craving more pressure. Henry pulled her thong down to her knees before shoving his pants down to his ankles and letting his erection free. Grasping at the base, he smacked it against her ass cheeks a few times, smearing pre-cum, before positioning himself at her slick entrance. "Mmm, please," she moaned, wiggling her ass back against him, needing to feel him inside of her. "Please what?" he teased, pulling his hips back and evading her wriggle. "Please, I need your dick," Amelie begged like a dirty slut would. "Say 'Please fuck me, Henry,'" he instructed her, wanting to hear his name from her lips. "Please fuck me, Henry!" she cried, bouncing her hips impatiently, "Please, plea-ahh!" she cried as he drove his swollen dick deep in her impossibly tight pussy. "Shit," he groaned, pulling himself out to the tip before pushing all the way back in, "You feel so good on my dick, baby," he grunted, leaning forward to grab her breasts as he worked his pulsing cock in and out of her slick lips. "Yes, yes!" Amelie cried as she bounced her ass back against him, "Just like that, fuck me just like that Henry!" she cried, her screams bouncing throughout the empty library. Henry's balls churned as she continued to scream his name. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum," he panted, driving into her harder and faster than he had before. "Henry!" she shrieked, feeling herself clench around his dick as he pounded her towards release. "I'm cumming!" they cried in unison as they orgasmed. After they had recovered, Amelie gathered her clothing and got dressed while Henry straightened himself up. By the time she was finished, he had already left so Amelie finished replacing the books, put on her coat and left. On the ride home, she decided that she would forget this ever happened. ... "Hey Lily, did you have a good time at that party?" Amelie smiled at the redhead as she stepped into the back office. "I did, thanks! Did you hear the good news?" Lily squeaked, bouncing up and down in excitement. "No, what good news?" Amelie cocked her head to the side curiously. "We just got a huge anonymous donation!" Lily danced about happily. Amelie smiled at her enthusiasm as she walked over to the desk. There was an envelope with her name on it. Furrowing her brow, she opened the letter. Inside was a note that read 'Enjoy the donation, Henry'. Taking the Librarian Ch. 02 A few weeks after 'The Incident' things had returned to normal. Amelie had been careful to stay accompanied at the library and there had been no trace of Henry other than his 'anonymous' donation. Chewing on her lower lip, she eyed the corner of the envelope that peeked out of a stack of paperwork. "Hi Amelie," the mailman Cliff smiled widely at her as he dropped a small stack of mail atop the return desk. "Hi Cliff!" she beamed back at the old man, "How have you been?" "Oh, not too bad. Took the wife out to a nice bed and breakfast last weekend, had a good time," he winked at her as she signed for the delivery. Amelie chuckled at the spirited man before waving at him as he left. She absentmindedly rifled through the fliers and ads and tossed the entire pile in the garbage upon realizing nothing important was in the mail. "Oops, I forgot this guy!" Cliff walked back in with a small package, "See ya Amelie!" "Thanks again Cliff," she smiled, picking the package up. It was addressed to her, which was strange. Furrowing her brow, she sat down and used her keys to open it. "What is this?" she mumbled to herself as she felt the satiny material in the box. Her eyes widened when she realized what she was holding was a very revealing set of underwear and then she heard a dull thud as something fell out of the box and onto the carpeted ground. Gasping, she scurried to pick it up before anyone saw the small butt plug. Grimacing, she shoved everything back into the box and realized that there was something else, a note. Narrowing her eyes at it, she held it for a moment before deciding to read it. Hello Amelie, I hope this note finds you well. In this package I have sent you several items for tonight. I expect you to put these items on/in you at you next convenience. I will be waiting for you outside the library tonight. Be prepared. Henry Rolling her eyes, she shoved the box and its contents deep inside her backpack before returning to catalog the new arrivals and sticker them with barcodes and section labels. The night passed quickly, and Amelie kept a wary eye on the door, but no tall, suited man had entered and as it drew closer and closer to closing time, she relaxed a little bit. At the stroke of nine, Amelie locked the doors and surveyed the lot outside. It was empty save for her own car. She then checked both bathrooms thoroughly and did a quick survey of the entire library, paying special attention to the adult mystery section. Satisfied that the library was, indeed, empty she and Lily began finishing the returns. When they finished, Amelie let Lily out the side doors to her own car and double checked that the door re-locked itself. She then paced over to the main entrance, dimmed the lights and looked out at the parking lot. She could only make out her own car and decided that she could make a run for it. With a heavy click, she opened and shut the door behind her before jogging towards her small sedan. "Hello Amelie," a deep voice purred in her ear as she felt herself being pinned against her car. Amelie thrashed wildly, swiveling her head back and forth trying to see another car, but failing. "There there lovely girl, be calm," he shushed her, running his hands over the soft swell of her hips and checking her ass for the toy that he had sent her. "Bad girl," he tsked at her, running his fingertip in a small circle around the puckered orifice. "Stop it, I swear I'll scream!" Amelie shouted, fighting futilely against his grip. "Now now, Amelie," Henry warned in a dangerous tone as he clamped his hand down over her mouth, "You'll do no such thing. You see, I've been here for hours and there has been no one except for you and that homely volunteer of yours. And she's driven off, so there's simply no one to hear you," he informed her evilly, grinning as he felt her slump in defeat. "I also see that you're not wearing the outfit I sent you either," he remarked with frightening calm before jerking her underwear in his fist. He grinned at the satisfying rip as he felt the seams give way. Breathing hotly down her neck, he used Amelie's torn panties as a blindfold before he hoisted her over his shoulder and carried to his car, which had been parked strategically behind the utility shed of the recreation center across the street. Ripping the tie from his collar, Henry used the expensive silken item to bind her hands and feet before placing her in the back seat. Amelie heard him settle into the driver's seat and lock the doors before the car started with a smooth purr. Henry drove in silence, stealing glances at the beautiful librarian struggling to free herself in the backseat. His heart pounded as he pulled up the long driveway to his manor. His property was huge and gated, so there was no one to see Henry carry Amelie up the stairs and into the foyer of his obscenely expensive home. Smirking, he headed towards the basement to the hidden room that he hadn't used in ages. In the center of the room was a square, metal frame with chains and cuffs attached at each corner. Henry placed Amelie gently to the floor before standing to unlock the cuffs. Amelie whimpered against the floor at her uncomfortable position before she felt her ties being undone. Hope surged in her chest as Henry lifted her to stand, but it dissolved just as quickly as she felt the cuffs being fastened and locked around her wrists and ankles. She was now spreadeagled in front of him. "Delicious," she heard him say as the distinctive sound of her backpack clasps were undone. There was a rummaging sound and Amelie regretted not throwing out the box when she'd had a chance. Henry's slow footsteps grew closer until she could feel his presence behind her. "My lovely girl needs to be punished for not following my instructions," he declared deviously, grabbing her ass cheek roughly before delivering a hard spank. Amelie released cries of pain as he gave her two more before unbuttoning her pants and pulling them down to her knees. She felt his face bury itself against her soft, red ass and his wet tongue probing at her unsullied hole. "No!" she cried and tried to move away, but the chains prevented her from escaping and Henry brought his large hands up to grasp her hips and push her back against his face and tongue. Amelie mewled at the uncomfortable sensation and gasped when he brought the butt plug up to her anal sphincter. "Please, please don't put anything there!" she begged, tugging against the chains desperately as he penetrated he previously untouched orifice. "Ow!" she yelped as the plug widened in her ass before popping in snugly. "There, there," Henry cooed, rubbing her ass soothingly, "That's just what my lovely girl needed." "Why are you doing this?" Amelie muttered, clenching her ass around the cold, smooth plug that was penetrating her. Henry didn't answer and instead began undressing her. Unclipping one chain at a time, he stripped her and Amelie shivered at the cold air that was suddenly upon her exposed body. "You saucy minx," Henry remarked in surprise, realizing that her mound was smooth today, "Did you do this for me?" he laughed, kneeling before her and blowing cool and hot air against her puffy, pink lips. "No!" she yelped, though in her heart of hearts she knew that it wasn't true. Amelie tried to clench her thighs together, but the chains were too short and despite all her effort, her legs remained six inches apart. She hated to admit it, but the pressure of the plug in her tight ass was growing pleasurable as her movements increased and changed the areas of pressure inside of her. The feeling of fullness caused her nipples to pucker and despite her situation, she could feel her pussy grow moist. Tired of fighting, Amelie slumped, resigning herself to the situation. Henry stepped up behind her, grinding his arousal into her ass and pressing the plug deeper than before. Amelie fought back and moan and grew excited as she felt him undoing the makeshift panty-blindfold. She blinked a few times as she struggled to comprehend where she was. The room was well-lit, a decent size, and very empty. She was on display in the center, her clothes had been thrown in a pile with her backpack, and against the wall there was a table with various dildos, vibrators, and toys where Henry was standing, looking very dapper in his suit. "What do you think, doll?" he wonder aloud, running his long fingers across the many toys, "This one?" he asked, holding up an intimidating, two-foot long dildo, relishing in the look of fear that came over Amelie's face. "Or maybe this one?" he continued, holding up a strappy with a small bead attached to it. Henry's other hand fell to a remote control and demonstrated the bead's vibrating ability. Amelie's pussy clenched at the idea of having the vibrator strapped on and riding to climax. "Or maybe this," he smirked, lifting up a U-shaped contraption. Amelie furrowed her brow before realizing that it was a double-penetrating dildo with a clit stimulator and whimpered. "I think this strap-on vibrator should do nicely for now," Henry decided, slipping the remote control into his pocket before walking over to Amelie and clipping the device into place. She jumped at the cool contact of the metal bead and wriggled uncomfortably against the tight strap that was now pressing against her anal plug as well. "Henry please," Amelie begged, overcome with the indignity of her situation. "Please what, my dear?" he asked, directing his emerald green stare at her. He was so handsome and dapper in his vest. His dress shirt was expertly rolled up to his elbows and his trousers fit perfectly, despite the bulge in the crotch. "I don't know," Amelie cried, distraught, "I just want to go home," she begged, "Please just let me go!" "Now now, darling," Henry felt his heart tug at the weeping girl, "I will make this fun for you too," he promised before catching her lips with his own for a searing kiss. At the same time, he turned the vibrator on and felt her body buck at the sensation. "Oh god," Amelie moaned against his lips, straining at her chains again in a desperate attempt to rub her thighs together. Henry licked his lips as he paced around her so that he was behind her. Suddenly, in addition to the sensations of the vibrator, Henry's hands were also on her, stroking up and down her sides, rubbing and squeezing her ass, and caressing and fondling her tits, drawing moisture from her loins. "No," she moaned, unable to stop the arching of her back and unwittingly pressing her soft ass against Henry's impressive bulge. "God, you are sexy," Henry groaned, tugging at Amelie's swollen nipples as he pressed himself flush against her and nibbled at her neck. Sucking hotly at her skin, he reached down to cup her mound, pressing the vibrating bead hard against her swollen clit and drawing a cry from her lips as she bucked against him like an unbroken mare. "Oh god!" she screamed, wanting to melt into the floor, "Fuck!" she yelped again as Henry pumped his hips against her, bumping the plug and sending a shot of pleasure up her belly. "Hmm, yes you like that don't you lovely girl?" Henry purred, tracing his long fingers around Amelie's soaked lips. "Oh, yes you really do," he smirked, feeling how wet she was. Amelie started to pant at his ministrations, desperately trying to lower herself onto his fingers, but Henry evaded her, set on teasing her. He pulled his hand away and placed the wet fingers in his mouth, tasting her for the first time as he walked back towards the table and grabbed a much less intimidating dildo than the two-footer and headed back towards her. "Please no," Amelie begged, shaking her head furiously as Henry knelt before her, giving himself an excellent view of her wanton readiness. "Oh yes," he purred, pulling the vibrator strap to one side and trailing the tip of the pink, rubber dildo softly between her lower lips. His cock ached and swelled as he watched the toy grow slick and glisten with her juices as he nudged it playfully against her clit. Henry smirked as he watched Amelie trying to lower herself on the toy as she had with his fingers. "What do you want, lovely girl?" he questioned her evilly, popping the tip of the toy inside of her before quickly drawing it out. "Cock," she panted, delirious with arousal and desire. "What's that love?" he teased her again, rubbing the length of the toy against her slit now. "I want that cock!" she cried, "I want that cock in my pussy, please, I want you to fill me up," she begged, hanging her head in shame. Henry smirked and thrust the dildo as deeply as he could, drawing a loud gasp from Amelie's lips as he positioned the vibrating bead back over her clit and used the strap to hold the dildo deep inside of her. "Oh god!" she moaned, feeling fuller than ever as the dildo and plug rubbed against her inner walls and the vibrator buzzed relentlessly against her swollen clit. She began gyrating wildly, her face determined as she strove for her own climax. Henry looked on, enjoying the sight immensely as he pulled his aching cock out of his trousers. His fingers were still slick with her juices and he used them to lubricate himself as be began stroking his ramrod to the sounds and sights of Amelie. "Please," she cried, desperate for orgasm as Henry used the remote to bring her to the edge repeatedly only to stop. "Please!" "Please what, lovely girl?" Henry smirked up at her, wanting to stare deep into her eyes as she came for him. "Please, let me cum. I want to cum, I need to cum," she mumbled deliriously. Henry stood and grabbed her chin firmly. "I want you to look at me when you cum," he growled into her ear as he stroked himself furiously and turned the vibrator up to the highest setting. Amelie bit her bottom lip hard as she watched Henry pull his cock out and start stroking himself to the sight of her. She salivated at the sight of his cock, ramrod hard, thick, and curved like a beckoning finger. She tightened around the toy in her pussy as her eyes were transfixed on Henry's long, lithe fingers stroking up and down his raging erection. "Oh god! Henry!" Amelie wailed, her mouth falling into a perfect circle as she shuddered and came while staring right at him. Her eyes fluttered shut as her body bucked once, twice before folding forward and collapsing as much as the chains would let her. Henry grunted as he found his own climax, gritting his teeth as he shot his load several feet in front of him. He slumped for a moment, feeling totally drained before he stood, undid the cuffs, and carried Amelie up to one of the bedrooms. He smiled and set her down on the bed. "Lovely girl," he murmured as he closed and locked the door. Taking the Librarian Ch. 03 Henry tugged at his necktie as he paced away from the room that Amelie was now locked in. Exhaling strongly, he marveled at her sensuality and his lips curled upwards wickedly as he recalled how responsive she was to his fingers and toys. He couldn't help but formulate another erotic plan for the morning, but for now he should rest. On the other side of the door, Amelie whimpered and curled up into a ball, feeling very much conflicted about the events just passed. She brought her delicate fingertips to her still throbbing pussy lips and moaned upon realizing that Henry had left the toys inside of her. She jolted straight when her index finger came into contact with her swollen clit, and Amelie could feel the tingles course through her body again as she began to rub and stroke her silken, soaked lips. "Oh, yes" she cooed, rocking her hips with her hand, relishing in the feel of the stuff dildo and butt plug against her orifices. Pushing the vibrator strap aside, she grasped the dildo by the hilt and began fucking herself quite vigorously. Panting and moaning as she stroked the pink toy in and out of her slick lips, she became focused on bringing herself over the edge once more. "God, yes, Henry!" she moaned, almost unaware of the name that had escaped her lips as she pictured the debonair gentleman towering above her and stretching out her inner sanctum with his thick, throbbing meat. Shuddering, she convulsed around the pink toy and gushed as she came, moaning and whimpering as she rode out her orgasm. When she recovered, she slipped the vibrator off of her hips and set the dildo and butt plug aside. Unintruded, she drifted asleep, disgusted at her fantasy of Henry but also wholly satisfied. Taking the Librarian Ch. 04 Several hours later, Henry woke in the bed alone and gritted his teeth after making several rounds and finding that Amelie was gone. Breathing deeply, his mind raced with panicked thoughts of how to get her back until his obsession with the girl began to scare himself. Heaving a sigh, he resolved to let it be. If she didn't want the immense pleasure that he was capable of giving her, then he wouldn't waste his time was what he told himself. His heart knew differently, but Henry never listened to that. Taking the Librarian Ch. 05 "So what was the deal with you and Aaron's friend the other night? It seemed like something weird was going on?" Lily asked as soon as she walked into the library. She'd been ruminating on that question for hours and simply had to ask it. "Nothing," Amelie flushed, her face growing hot, "He was just so handsome, it made me really nervous." she decided aloud. Amelie felt a bit guilty for lying to her friend, but what could she say? That he'd raped her, but she wanted it, and now she had the hots for him and she had it bad? "How about you and Aaron, did you go home with him?" Amelie smirked at the redhead as she blushed hot pink. "Maybe," Lily smiled devilishly back at her. "He was amazing!" "From maybe to amazing," Amelie laughed heartily as she sorted through new DVDs and labeled them with barcodes. "But seriously, Amelie, that was sex I've never had before. He's so strong, and tall, and...huge," Lily looked around surreptitiously before whispering the last adjective. "It was crazy," she declared, shivering at the memory. "Well I'm glad you had a good time!" Amelie laughed, "Do you think you'll see him again?" "Oh I don't know, I think it was just a one-night thing, but I'd definitely be interested in more," Lily giggled, trying to be nonchalant about the whole thing. "I guess he said he and Henry work at Fordham Architecture, so I would be so lucky to lock that shit down." Amelie's ears perked at Henry's name and she tried not to commit his place of work to memory. It might be dangerous if she could put on a sexy lingerie set, waltz into his office, and wait to seduce him. Squeezing her eyes shut, she shook the thought out of her head as she continued to label DVDs. ... At Fordham, Henry continued revisions on the Town Hall restoration. The old building had started to look rather dilapidated and Fordham had been fortunate enough to land the facade restoration account. Henry, their senior architect, had been put to hard work ever since. With all the meetings and work that the Town Hall project entailed, he'd barely had time to think about Amelie since. Except, of course at night, when he'd stroke himself to sleep with various fantasies of her dancing in his head. He had no idea, of course, that she was currently calling the firm, posing as his sister, and asking the shared secretary about his availability over the next week. She'd been aching for him for days and it was time she did something about it. After hanging up the phone, Amelie put her jacket on and drove to the adult video store. Blushing, she picked out a pair of handcuffs, a small anal plug, and a large dildo with a suction cup at the base. "Someone's planning a fun night!" the flamboyantly gay cashier winked at her, packing up her purchases in a black bag for her. "Yeah, I have a special night coming up," Amelie smiled at him, handing him several bills. "Good night," she waved as she walked out the door and back into her car. Looking around surreptitiously before being satisfied that she was alone in the parking lot, Amelie reached her hand into the bag and unwrapped the dildo. She could feel her pulse quicken as she stroked the smooth shaft with her fingers and caressed the balls at the bottom. Feeling adventurous, she lowered the toy between her legs and penetrated her already wet pussy with the thick schlong. "Oh god," she moaned, wriggling around on the toy until it was nestled snugly between herself and the seat. Feeling deliciously naughty, she started the car and for the first time, felt grateful that it was an old clunker that had the tendency to vibrate for no reason. Amelie's breathing became shallow as she pulled out of the parking lot. Licking her lips, she turned onto Clinton Boulevard and enjoyed the potholes which were normally unbearable. "Agh fuck!" she shrieked as she climaxed right before pulling up to a red light. A man in a pickup truck pulled up next to her and gave her a strange look. Amelie blushed but couldn't tell whether he knew what she was up to or was just giving her a passing glance, either way it just made her more excited. By the time she arrived at her apartment she was actively grinding against her car, moaning and panting like the nymphomaniac she'd become. "Oh fuck, yes!" she cried, bouncing her way to one last orgasm, feeling the veiny dildo stroke her walls and G-spot. Shuddering, she slumped back into the seat before quickly realizing where she was. "Thank goodness no one was around," Amelie mumbled to herself, as she wriggled out of the car with the dildo still inside of her and shuffled up the stairs into her apartment. Pulling the toy out, she set it on a counter and walked into her bedroom. Rummaging through her walk-in closet, Amelie searched long and hard for the lingerie set that she'd bought herself a few months ago but had never been brave enough to wear. Biting her bottom lip, she dug through one of the still packed boxes from her last move until she found it. "Aha!" she cried, pulling the lacy black pieces out of the box. She stripped excitedly, eager to try it on again. A few minutes later, she had put on the set which was comprised of a lacy demi bra, a matching thong, a garter and thigh-highs. Looking in the mirror, even Amelie who was usually modest had to admit that she looked great. Smiling softly, she ran her hands from her ankles, up her legs, over her hips and onto her breasts where she gave them a soft, teasing squeeze as she felt her nipples pucker at the touch. Grabbing her bag of toys, she settled into her bed under the covers and made quick work of the thong which was only in the way at this point. Breathing deeply, Amelie grabbed both of her tits and massaged them firmly, imagining Henry's large, strong hands doing the work. Closing her eyes, she leaned into her fantasy. Henry straddled her hips with his muscular thighs as he trailed his fingertips across the edges of the the bra cups. Grinning down at Amelie, he paused and paid special attention to the parts of her areolae that peeked up over the demi cups until her nipples popped over the edge. "Fuck," she let out a strangled cry as the sensation of the cups against her puckered nipples became too much and she came in a wet rush. Breathing shakily, she grabbed the dildo and closed her eyes again. "I'm gonna fuck you raw," Henry would whisper in his gravelly voice as he unzipped his pants and pushed them down to his knees. He stroked his raging erection a few times before positioning the purple head at Amelie's soaked entrance and fixing her with an intense gaze. "Look at me," he demanded, leaning forward and grabbing her by the chin, "Look at me while I fuck your wet, tight pussy," he growled, thrusting his length into her. Amelie whimpered under him, loving the feeling of being overpowered as she drove the silicon toy into herself over and over again. "I'm gonna cum," she whispered to no one in particular as she bounced herself against the toy, feeling herself tighten and spasm around it until she fell into a million pieces. Breathing hard, Amelie stood from the bed and walked into the bathroom. Closing the door, she fixed the dildo to the back wall getting on her knees, she took the toy in her mouth as she imagined looking up into Henry's handsome face. "Oh yeah," he'd groan, his eyes rolling back into his head as Amelie swirled her tongue around his shaft and cupped his balls. Amelie then realized how ridiculous it was for her to be blowing a toy, stood and turned around. Using one hand to support herself against the bathroom sink, she grabbed her ass with the other and backed herself onto the toy until the balls were tickling her swollen clit. Amelie moaned her satisfaction as she began working herself on the cock, pumping her hips against the wall as she pinched her nipples with one hand. "Oh yes, fuck me Henry! Fuck me hard!" she cried, taking the toy hard and fast as she alternated between fingering her clit and massaging her nipples. "I'm gonna cum!" she moaned, bringing her hand back down to her clit and massaging it to a huge release. "Fuck!" she cried, her knees buckling at the strength of her orgasm. Amelie laid there for a moment before grabbing her toy and climbing back into her bed. It wasn't long before she'd passed out. Taking the Librarian Ch. 06 Henry furrowed his brow as he walked out to his car. This restoration project had been so involved that he'd had absolutely no time to himself for the past week. Tossing his briefcase into the passenger seat, he brought his fingertips to his temples and massaged them firmly before starting the car. Hopefully this would be the last meeting with the board of directors and they would sign off on the project. Then he could finally take some time for himself and relax. Amelie watched as Henry's sleek black car peeled out of the parking garage and she grinned excitedly as she clutched her bag closed to her and stepped into Fordham Architecture. "Hello, I'm Lana, Henry's sister?" she smiled at the secretary, hoping this was the same one that she had spoken too. "Oh yes, hello dear. Henry just left, he should be back in an hour so hopefully that'll give you time to set up his surprise," the kindly girl said excitedly. None of Henry's family had ever come to visit him before and she was sure that this would be such a surprise. "Thanks," Amelie smiled at her, following her directions to Henry's office up two flights of stairs. Taking a deep breath, Amelie turned the handle, stepped into his office, and dropped her jaw. It was massive. Everything seemed to be made of rich mahogany and one the windows were huge and let in tons of light. She stood there and soaked it up for a few minutes before returning to the task at hand. The drawing table was a good place to tie herself up, but it was covered with papers so Amelie delicately rolled them up and set them on the leather sofa. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out several silk scarves and tied one to each table leg. Next Amelie paced over to Henry's desk and placed her toys onto an empty spot. Her butt plug, dildo, and vibrator looked ridiculous amongst his undoubtedly expensive fountain pens, paperweights, and desk ornaments, but she kind of liked the juxtaposition. Finally, Amelie took her sexy lingerie out of the bag and drew the shades. She stripped and felt a thrill at being completely naked in Henry's office. She contemplated staying that way, but thought better of it and began pulling on the thigh highs. After several minutes of fumbling, she had the ensemble on and grinned, everything was ready and now she just had to wait.