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Marcia at the Library

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: sylvarrh2 Posted on: 10 Apr 2008 2 comments
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I got laid off after the first of the year and I've been spending time in the library doing job searches. I bring my own laptop and sign in to the library's public wireless connection. One afternoon I took a break from job searching and just for fun clicked up the Solotouch website. I was in a kind of secluded corner of the book stacks so I figured no one would see what I had on the screen.

Wouldn't you know I'd get busted? A middle-aged lady came over to my table and asked to borrow my laptop for a minute to look up something -- all the library's computers were busy. I said "Sure" and clicked off everything on my screen (I thought) and turned the laptop around so she could Google whatever she was looking for. Only somehow the Solotouch homepage popped right up on the browser.

I quickly punched the delete key and cleared the screen for her, but not before she'd had a chance to see what was there. I kind of lamely muttered something like "Sorry", and then let her use my laptop while I sat there embarrassed. She looked up what she needed, said "Thanks" and went back to the reference desk. I decided maybe I should just leave and not say anything.

As I packed up and started to go, I passed by her chair. She looked at me sympathetically and said, "Don't leave, it's okay. I go to WL all the time! Don't be embarrassed."

I kind of stood there for a second and thought about how to make an apology.

Sensing my embarrassment, she said, "You should buy me a cup of coffee," pointing toward the coffee room at the front of the library.

As we stirred our coffee cups in the snack room, she asked my what I was doing there on a weekday afternoon. So I told her about being laid off and job searching. She told me she visited the library a couple of times a month before she picked up her grandkids from school. She brought up the Solotouch subject again as we drank coffee. It was obvious that she was interested in the subject.

"God, now that I'm divorced, it's practically the only "fun" I have at night," she grinned. "I enjoy all those sexy stories."

"I like them too," I admitted, and tried to make it seem like it was no big deal for a grown man to be reading Solotouch in the library and cultivating a hard-on when he should be job searching instead. We drank our coffee and sat on the benches and made small talk for a few minutes.

After a while she said, "Can I ask you a personal question?"

"I guess."

"Would you normally go home and masturbate now?"

I kind of blushed and didn't know what to say. "Maybe," I replied, "... if my wife was still at work."

The woman - she said her name was Marcia - stood up all of a sudden and tossed her half-full cup into the trash bin. "I better go, the kids get out in about an hour from now. Why don't you be a gentleman and walk me to my car? Help me carry these books I checked out." It was a big stack of kids' books and home improvement guides. I stowed my laptop with the front desk and carried her books out.

We walked across the library parking lot.

"Does she usually get home early?" Marcia asked as we walked.

"Who? Oh, my wife?" I asked. "She's in real estate sales, she has a flexible schedule, I never know." We walked to a secluded section in the corner of the parking lot, under some trees.

"Here's my car," Marcia indicated, pushing her key chain remote and making her sedan unlock with an electronic 'chirp' sound. "Just put 'em in the back seat."

As I tossed the books into the car, she got into the driver's seat, closed the door and powered down the window. "Thanks."

"See ya," I said and turned to walk away, glad to be able to forget about my embarrassment.

"You're not gonna ask me, are you?" she said with a kind of exasperated, sarcastic edge.

"Huh?"

"I've got an hour, ... you're wife may or may not be home, ... and it's nice and private here in my car." she said. " ... Is anything coming to mind?" She blinked her eyes in that sarcastic "don't you get it?" signal.

"I ... I don't really know what you ..."

She rolled her eyes and looked straight at me. "Jesus! Do you want to masturbate with me or not?"

I stood there with what must have been the biggest look of shock on my face while she reached across and opened the passenger door of her car.

"Get in." she said softly.

My dick was already puffing up as I went around and slid into the seat next to her.

"Let me watch you jerk off, " she said, "while I play with my pussy. I'd love to. I hardly ever get a chance like this. It's too good to waste." Her hand was already kind of playing with her boob through her blouse.

"C'mon," she sighed and leaned back in her seat as I closed the door and just stared at her. "Let me see it. Take your cock out. It'll get me all wet to see you get hard."

Something just clicked and made up my mind for me. I figured what the hell, the car was parked by itself far enough away from everyone else's cars that we wouldn't get seen.

I spread my legs a bit and unzipped my jeans. In a couple of seconds I had my naked, half-hard dick in my hand, pumping it gently as she stared at my crotch.

"Sweet," she sighed. "Yours is really nice looking." Her hands were cupping and squeezing her big sagging breasts inside her blouse. She squirmed around a bit in the driver's seat so that she was facing me.

"This is like a Solotouch fantasy post come true, eh?" she said. She opened her legs and pulled up her skirt until it was all the way up her thighs.

"How do you know I'm not a pervert or a serial killer or something?" I joked, but I wondered why she was so trusting.

"Silly," she smirked, "only normal people go to Solotouch or Whispering Lily. The weirdos have other places on the net to go. You gotta be all right.

"God, I'm glad you want to," Marcia said. She began toying with her pussy now.

"Oh, yeah," I agreed. I began to coax my cock to full hardness, stroking it lovingly while she watched with fascination.

"Oh, wow," she sighed, "You really are getting hard! I love it."

"Please," I asked, "Let me see your pussy."

"I thought you'd never ask," she teased. I watched while she slid her panties down until they were a white twisted rope of silk just above her knees. She wiggled around a bit and then her panties slipped down to the floorboard.

Her hand slid up under her skirt she began rubbing. "Mmmmmmm." Her skirt slid up high and I could see her fingers working in her crotch. Then she took her hand away and spread her legs wide, exposing her pussy to me.

I got really hard then. Her cunt was shaved, which was a big surprise --who would have expected a middle-aged woman in a library to have a shaved pussy? It was such a lush and exciting pussy! Her labia were full, fat and fleshy. She dug her finger in between her pink lips and diddled herself inside. I began seeping a stream of precum just watching her plump pussy turn redder and tinge with purple. She seemed to know just how to pleasure herself too. Her juices were suddenly oozing, glittering along the crack in her slit.

"Do yourself!" she demanded. "I'll get off sooo much if I can see you masturbate all hard and everything." With one hand she spread those fleshy pussy lips, and with the other she began teasing and fingering her stiff little clitoris. "uhhhh!"

I was eager to please her and began to jack myself firmly, using my other hand to lift my balls out of my fly and let them rest on the crotch of my jeans as I squeezed and caressed them. All of a sudden I was getting really hard! My dick stood up stiffly and I could finger it all along the shaft. I kind of just shifted around and pointed my dick in her direction and kept masturbating myself seriously. God, it felt good to jack off and watch her lush cunt get masturbated!

"Oh, ... I love this!" Marcia whispered. Her left hand was inside her blouse now, up under her bra cup squeezing and kneading her titty. Her right hand was slowly rubbing her cuntlips very hard.

"Me too," I groaned. My precum was now oozing copiously out of the slit in my cock head. I swirled and smeared it over my shaft and slid my hand up and down with its lubrication. "Let me see more of you!"

Marcia knew what I meant, and rapidly scooted forward in her driver's seat, spreading her thighs wide as she lifted her legs. I could see all of her crotch, and the crack of her ass all the way back to her winking little rectal opening. She looked at me with a lusty gaze and teased her butthole with a finger. "Unngh!"

"I need my titties free," she groaned and pulled her blouse open. She tugged her bra loose and let it ride over the tops of her heavy, soft mammaries. I thought I would cum right there looking at her big titties and how her nipples were all hard.

"That's better," Marcia sighed as she reached up and squeezed her nipple hard, tugging it with fingers that had just been inside her vagina. "Ohh that's so good!"

"God, you're gorgeous!" I sighed, jacking my cock slowly up and down -- I didn't wanna make myself cum too fast. I wanted to last for her.

"I'm just a fat middle-aged broad who's making you masturbate with her." she laughed, "Of course I'm gorgeous right now!"

Marcia began rubbing her cunt hard and circling and teasing her clit in between full, scrubbing motions all along her pussy lips. "Ohh. I wanna come so bad!"

I reached out my hand toward her thighs. "Do you want me to ...."

"Umm Mmmm!" she shook her head, brushed my hand away.

Panting a little, she said, "That's against the Solotouch idea, isn't it? I know you want to touch me, and get me to jack you off. But believe me, if we start touching each other now we'll be in the back seat in a couple of minutes, and we'll be fucking!

"It's just not a good idea," she groaned and began stabbing her middle finger into her slit over and over in a rhythmic, sexy masturbation. "And it's against my rules. I don't want you and me cheating on your wife."

"Isn't this cheating?" I groaned. My ass was lifting a bit off the seat and I jacked myself with one hand, fondling my balls with the other.

"N ... no," Marcia panted, "this is just ... jacking ... off!

"Oh my GOD!" she whispered.

She stiffened a bit and stretched out her legs toward my side of the car. I could see everything she was doing to her pussy! She was alternately rubbing her pussy lips and then using two fingers to slide along her hard clit. As she closed her eyes and groaned, I knew she had begun the first of several orgasms. I felt myself getting ready to cum as she went all rigid and made little mewing sounds as she masturbated herself. "Ohhhhhhh!"

Marcia just kind of half laid on the seat and let herself be carried away for about the next five minutes as she made herself cum and cum. She bounced back and forth in the bucket seat, scrubbing her naked ass over the leather.

All the time she stared at my cock and whispered nasty words of encouragement, urging me to cum too. "Please ... Jack it!" she muttered, "I want to see you COME!"

I had been holding back, since it was feeling too goddamn good fist-fucking myself as this sexy woman put on a masturbation show for me. But now I felt my cock ache and begin to pulse. I knew I was gonna shoot any second! I just let go and began squeezing my balls and using my three-finger technique to masturbate myself hard and rapidly.

"Oh yeah," I groaned. I spread my legs wider, so that Marcia's foot came into contact with mine and we pressed against each other. It felt fine.

I tried to keep my dick pointed at her in a way so that she would know I was cumming for her. It was like "This cum's for you."

"Are you cumming?" she asked. "Oh please cum!" Another orgasm racked her and she stiffened just as my cock got all ready-hard and achy. I was going to cum too.

"Yeah!" I grunted, jacking myself hard. My ass lifted off the seat again. "I'm about to cum!"

Quickly, Marcia pulled a couple of Kleenex out of a little square package she had thoughtfully placed on the console between us. She shoved them into my hand.

"Catch it!" she said, "But let me SEE!"

Nodding, I laid my acorn-shaped cock head on top of the wad of tissues I held in my hand. I made sure Marcia could see the slit in the end of it as I pumped my prick and felt the semen start to spurt.

"Ummmmmm," I groaned, looking down and watching the first pulse of cum shoot out of my purple-red cock head. "Ummm, ummm, ummmmm!"

Marcia leaned forward, not taking her eyes off my spurting penis. She grabbed my left hand, which had been jacking me while the right hand held the wad of tissue. In spite of her 'no touching' rule she squeezed my hand tightly and held it while I began cumming and shooting my load into the Kleenex. God, it was such a wonderful orgasm! How could a simple masturbation feel so wonderful this time?

I went all stiff, arching my hips up as I pulsed cum and squeezed Marcia's hand tightly. "Ahh, ahhh, ohhhhh!"

Marcia rubbed her pussy furiously as I came, and soon she was rigid and cumming again along with me.

If anybody had seen us just then it would have been amazing. With our hands on ourselves, both of us lifted our butts off the seats and arched our backs as we came together within the confines of her car. We were both groaning and sighing sexily as we came and came and came. All the time Marcia squeezed my hand -- almost violently, rhythmically to the cycle of her climaxes.

Then, as our waves of pleasure tapered off, Marcia put both hands back on her pussy and finished herself off with a massive jill-off. She snaked down in her seat, fingering her snatch deeply, teasing her clit, and reaching up regularly to tug hard at her nipples, painting them with her leaking cunt juice. "Oh god, ohhh yess!" she panted. I almost thought she was going to tug her nipple all the way off!

I stared lovingly at her masturbating as my cum seeped slower and slower into the tissue. I jacked my shaft with my now-free hand, causing a lot of pleasure along my cock as the last of my semen oozed out. God, I had shot a lot! The Kleenexes were soaked!

Despite her 'rules', I leaned over and kissed her full on the lips as she began to come down from her orgasms. I started to slide my lips down onto her fat, bare nipple, but she pushed me away with a smile.

"Uh, uh," she scolded. "Off limits!"

I shrugged, tossed the Kleenex into her dashboard wastebasket and began to zip up. Marcia began putting herself back together and buttoning up, too. Her panties remained on the floorboard, just where they had landed, though.

"Umm, that was nice!" she sighed. We sat for a moment staring out the window and cooling down. She reached for the key and started the car. "You better get out, I'll be late picking up the kids if I don't hurry."

I nodded and got out. "Wow."

Marcia smiled brightly and nodded agreement. "Yeah, ... Wow!

"Thanks!" she said, "I loved it!"

Then she told me her Whispering Lily screen name, (that will remain our little secret for now.) Then she cried "See ya!" and drove away.

Yes, I've been back to the library since, ... and we've hooked up again more than once. It's Marcia's turn to write about that, though.