I really like to write for younger women and i write specifically based on their fantasies or scenarios they give me. So if you like this my DMs are open for your feedback or ideas.

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SATURDAY NIGHT IN THE LIBRARY

PART ONE

It was 9pm on Saturday evening and Madison was in the library. Midterm exams were approaching fast and you had realized that your socializing and general slack approach to school was about to come back and bite you.

This was the third straight night that you had been here and were totally alone – with the exception of Luis the security guard who passed through on his patrol once an hour.

After two hours of studying you are pretty much ready for bed. You are dressed in a baggy shirt and sweatpants both of which act to conceal your large pert breasts and athletic figure. It was an evening to concentrate on study not to attract the attention of frat boys – they can ogle you in class again on Monday as usual.

Reaching up to the top shelf to return the last of your books your shirt is raised up and momentarily exposes your braless breasts. At that very moment you hear footsteps behind you.

Before you can realize what is happening you feel a hand underneath your shirt grabbing at your tits. You are pushed against the bookcase with a hand covering your mouth.

You are struggling but you cannot free yourself, you fall to the floor but then your assailant pulls you back up to your feet. They are behind you but they push you forwards.

Now you are in the area of the library that houses the printers and copy machines. You find yourself pushed against the door of the small storeroom where supplies are kept. You see a keycard being used to unlock the door and you are finally able to catch a glimpse – it is Luis the security guard.

He pushes you through the open door and quickly shuts it behind him, the room is lit with a harsh bright light.

Luis is quickly unbuckling the belt that holds his radio and gun – he places it to one side and then drops his pants.

He pulls you up onto your knees and you are able to take a moment to study him. Why is this happening? – you were always polite to him? – “how are you Luis”, “yes thanks – studying hard” – just chitchat– but now you are looking at this below average height Mexican man – probably in his mid-forties as he drops his underwear to reveal a not very big but fat cock. A cock that is fully erect and right in front of your face.

“Fucking suck me you slut” came the command in a thick Mexican accent. Luis grabbed the back of your head and pushed it forwards.

You had only ever given one blowjob before, with your high school boyfriend in the summer before college started – the night you broke up. The night we waited for you to suck him off before he broke up with you.

You are not sure why you are thinking about this in your current predicament and shocked when you open your mouth and take Luis inside whilst thinking “see Brad – you’re not so special any more are you?” But Brad seems a lifetime ago now.

You continue to suck Luis thankful that he is not too big.

“Gotta do a good job – don’t want him to hurt you”

You start to suck him as hard and fast as you can – you can feel his breathing speed up.

“OK make him cum and this is all over”

But at that moment Luis pulls his cock from your mouth.

“Not so fast you little slut – I want to cum in your pretty little pussy”

He grabs you by the upper arm and bends you over a desk. Whilst holding you down he pulls down your sweatpants and panties.

Spitting on his hand for lubrication he starts to rub the head of his cock against your pussy lips before penetrating you. It hurts so much to take this fat cock inside your dry pussy. Fortunately your work sucking him seems to have at least sped up the inevitable.

Luis is pumping hard inside you and you hear him start to grunt within an instant he is pumping strings of warm cum into your pussy.

He pulls out, wipes his cock on your ass and releases his grip.

No longer pinned to the desk you collapse to the floor sobbing.

You watch Luis dress and leave the room.

Laying on the floor you incomprehensively find your hand moving between your legs. You start to finger your cum soaked pussy thinking firstly of Brad but then your thoughts switch and as you cum you are thinking about being fucked by Luis.

PART TWO

You rearrange your clothing and still in shock leave the storeroom. As before the library is still empty. Grabbing your backpack you make your way along the corridor that houses faculty offices.

You pass one door with a light on – looking at the name plate you realized it was the office of your favourite professor – Professor Mitchell. This had to be your salvation – he can be the one to help make you safe.

You knock on the door and hear “who’s that?” from inside. Professor Mitchell opens the door to see you standing in front of him in a distressed state.

He motions you to come inside and has you sit on his sofa.

Professor Mitchell is probably mid-fifties and seems to be universally popular on campus – maybe trying to be a little too be cool especially as his hipster beard is starting to be a little too white.

What’s happened Madison? you look like you have seen a ghost.

You are about to tell him everything when a wave of guilt crashes over you. Perhaps it was my fault – did I lead Luis on? Am I just a slut that deserved that?

The professor came and sat next to you on the sofa.

“So then” said Mitchell “boy trouble I guess – or girl trouble?” always keen to display his woke credentials.

At this point you caught the smell of alcohol on his breath and noticed the half empty bottle of whisky on his desk.

“It’s always the other person isn’t it” he continued “my wife for example. Well my wife has gone – left me for a younger man – said I didn’t ‘do it’ for her any more”

He put his hand on your thigh and you start to hear alarm bells in your head.

“I’m only fifty five I’m still attractive aren’t I? You find me attractive don’t you? – you do don’t you?”

He leans in and forces his tongue into your mouth. You pull away and this makes him fly into a rage.

“You fucking slut – you are as bad as the others – you come to my classs in tight shirts showing off your tits – do you think I don’t notice?”

He pulls you to your feet and bends you over his desk.

“No no no, this can’t be happening again”

Pulling down your sweatpants and panties you find his fingers invading your pussy.

“What the hell! – did you just get fucked already you whore? You come here to my office to offer yourself to me and you already have someone else’s cum in your cunt!”

You almost breathe a sigh of relief that your earlier assault is going to save you this time.

But then horror – the professor is not stopping – he has simply decided to violate a different hole.

You can feel his big cock pressing against your asshole.

“No please, I don’t like that – I’ve never done that”

But it’s too late – you feel your asshole swallow the tip of Mitchell’s cock. He starts to pump into you – you feel him fucking your ass with hatred. But as he pumps into your virgin ass you start to feel pleasure – it’s the first time you have taken a cock there and it’s by force, but you cannot deny you like the sensation.

For the second time this evening you find your fingers wandering to pleasure yourself to the trauma.

As the professor fills you ass with his cum your body twitches as you rub your clit.

The professor pulls out and lays in the foetal position on the sofa. “Get out you slut, you made me do that” he demands.

You pull up your panties and sweatpants – grab your backpack and are back in the corridor.

As you slowly walk along the empty corridor you don’t understand why but you are turned on by the feeling of two men’s cum dripping from your holes.

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I really like to write for younger women and i write specifically based on their fantasies or scenarios they give me. So if you like this my DMs are open for your feedback or ideas.