Take a peek

What harm could there be in looking? I clicked on the file to open it and discovered it contained three sub-folders with vague titles: A2M, NiP, Toys. My eyes widened as I opened the first folder which displayed a series of thumbnails. Even by the small images, it was clear that these images featured men with women in certain sexual positions. I quickly closed the folder. Without going any further, I already felt dirty for seeing this, especially here in the library. What if someone caught me looking at this? Was that why Jake had looked so nervous earlier?

Although I was intensely curious about sex, seeing these images of people engaged in sexual acts made me feel...uncomfortable. Having been raised in a strict Christian household, I'd been warned that pornography was the Devil's work, and just seeing it could probably corrupt me. But was this some kind of porn? I'd never actually seen any; I'd only been told some vague and conflicting details about it. Some equated porn to anything depicting nudity, yet classical nude art was somehow not porn. Was it pictures like these of people having sex? Or was it something else? I never had gotten a clear answer, and my parents never wanted to discuss it. A few of my friends at school said they'd seen porn, but from the description it sounded like it was just some pictures of naked women in a magazine. If that was porn, then what this? It suddenly dawned on me that there might be different genres of pornography.

As I ran through the possibilities, I decided to open the next folder. This one had a variety of girls in different states of undress appearing in public locations, and a common theme seemed to be women in short skirts or dresses without any underwear. I'd never imagined that women could be that daring, and I wondered if they felt nervous, excited or something else? Shifting my legs slightly, I noticed that my crotch had begun to feel rather damp. Were these pictures somehow making me aroused?

Finally, I closed the second folder and opened the last one. In the final folder, the images showed women using a variety of sex toys with a wide range of shapes and colors. In some cases they inserted them vaginally, but in many pictures the women inserted the toys into their anus. My jaw fell as I saw how deeply the items went. Assuming there wasn't some kind of CGI trickery involved, some of these women were able to insert long rubber objects that were nearly 2 feet long entirely into their colon. As I wondered what that would feel like, the wetness of my crotch increased further. By now my underwear was soaked and the dampness was forming spots on the front and backside of my skirt. I quickly closed the laptop, put it into my backpack and headed for the door.

As I walked past the checkout desk, the librarian called out to me. "Miss, no beverages are allowed in the library!" I was confused at first, but then realized she mistook the visible wet spots on my skirt for a spilled drink.

"I'm sorry! It won't happen again," I muttered and then rushed out of the building.