The Librarian
Copyright© 2026 by DangerMouse
Chapter 8: Can I Get a Straitjacket in XL Please?
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 8: Can I Get a Straitjacket in XL Please? - The life and times of a male librarian who's attempts to be helpful (without any concern for personal reward) quickly spiral out of his control. This is an edited version of a story I posted about 20 years ago that has somehow disappeared from the site.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/ft Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Humor Workplace Cheating Incest Mother Father Daughter Group Sex Anal Sex Double Penetration First Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Voyeurism Prostitution
I arrived home that evening with my wife. On the way home, she tried to get me up to speed on what was going on. As it turns out, April was there when she received the call from the Jacobsen’s. She was really trying to decide what to get me for my birthday. April did suggest herself. After she recovered from her shock at the idea, it started to make a little sense to her too.
As for the pregnancy, my wife had asked April if she wanted me to use a condom. April told her she didn’t think it was necessary because she had recently missed her period. They ended up doing one of those home pregnancy test and confirmed it.
I didn’t know whether my wife knew that I had already spent a little quality time with April or not. I kept my mouth shut. It actually felt good to know something that at least one other person in the world didn’t know already. Damn. I’m not sure she doesn’t know.
We came inside to the idyllic scene of my three children planted in front of the television. April, who was watching the kids for my wife, wasn’t in the room with them. I went upstairs to change clothes.
I heard it before I saw it. It was obvious that there was more than one person in my bedroom. It was also obvious that they were involved in a rather passionate activity. There were a lot of slurps and moans. Please tell me she didn’t bring a boy here while she was supposed to be watching my daughters.
I peeked around the corner of the door. April’s tiny white ass was wiggling in my general direction. She was kneeling neatly between Melody’s legs and eating her pussy with youthful exuberance. It was obvious that Melody was appreciative of the work that April was doing.
I continued watching. April slowly kissed her way up Melody’s stomach to her voluptuous breasts. She took one of the nipples in her mouth and sucked. Having had felt the skill with which she used her mouth, I could imagine what Melody was feeling when she moaned and pulled April’s head tighter against her chest.
April had maneuvered herself between Melody’s legs and was able to flex her hips forward a bit. Melody rotated her hips toward April and it appears that their pussies touched. They moaned simultaneously and April collapsed against Melody’s graceful neck.
Having now been elected El Presidente Para Vida, Pedro was pushing at the front of my slacks in a most uncomfortable way. I quickly stripped off my clothes and made for the bed.
I hadn’t taken half a step when a hand wrapped around my cock and redirected me out of the room. I hadn’t noticed my wife’s arrival, but it was apparent that she had been there a few minutes. She was flushed and panting.
I thought she was dragging me off simply because she really needed to get screwed. She later told me that it wasn’t my place to interrupt the two ladies on the bed. They may well have welcomed me, but it was best to let them share their first intimate moments without any interruptions. How do women possibly put that many thoughts together when they are horny? Unbelievable.
My wife led me to the only available room with a bed; my daughters’. In that room we had a couple of options. The toddler bed that my three year old uses is right by the door. That isn’t really built for anything over, say, 65 pounds. I had lost some weight, but I wasn’t going to make that anytime soon. Besides, Dora the Explorer looking over my wife’s shoulder while I was trying to get her off would have freaked me out a little too much.
The other option was one of my older daughters’ bunk beds. Very brief consideration eliminated the top bunk. It was just too much work to get up there for one thing. The bottom bunk it was.
My wife flopped on the bed, I dove in after her. Her pussy was wide open and ready. I started to lick the lips of her pussy. She grabbed my hair and pulled me up.
“Don’t you dare! I need a cock and I want it right now.”
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