Take me on the library desk!

I wanted it right now, every shred of resistance tearing away in my mind, the excited, forbidden thought of doing it on the Library desk crackling within me. I closed the distance to Claude’s ear and let my hot breath warm it, before following with Elise’s most sultry whisper;

“I don’t know if I can resist you any more Claude… I want you here. We’ve waiting so long to be together, and… and… you’re the only guy I’ve ever felt quite like this with. Please, take me now!”

I could see Claude’s eyes widen, the incredibly attractive proposition warping through him, whilst I allowed myself a smile that mixed all my lust with the thrill of deceiving him.

“Elise… with pleasure.”

His voice, masculine and deep, so close to my ears, made my knees feel a little weak, as he pressed his body against mine, thick boner pressing against my skirt and filling me with nervous excitement. Our lips met again, roving tongues sending tingles of pleasure through our lips and heads, as our hands fumbled together to work his trousers down. I heard them drop to the floor, the heat of his dick seeming to fill the space now that it was only separated by the thin fabric of his boxers.

But then… another sound was heard. Footsteps trudging closer, coming from the maintenance corridor off to our left! We broke the kiss for a moment, eyes wide as the sounds approached, fear over the implications of being seen mingling with my perverse excitement over getting caught.

“Get down!”

Claude whispered quickly, and with a fast motion and strong arms seemed to lift and lower me under the desk in one motion, at least hiding one of us from whoever was just about to round the corner.

My heart was racing in my chest, hormones and lust being overshadowed by a sudden fear that burrowed in my heart; what if whoever was approaching, was from Mortiferis de Informem? Visions of me being dragged out of the library, torn out of Elise’s skin and thrown into a cage, beaten and stabbed rose unbidden as the worst case scenarios played.

“Quiet enough tonight, isn’t it?”

A gruff voice greeted Claude; a voice Elise’s memories told me belonged to the cleaner. Relief flooded my system as Claude responded with small talk, using the high desk to his advantage to hide his undressed lower half.

I peeked my head out, just a little from under the desk, seeing Claude’s nerves play out slightly on his face as he tried to act normal.

Not the best, actor, huh?

A smug satisfaction ran through me, along with a playfully sadistic desire to tease him a little. I could feel his hot boner straining his boxers, so close to my face in the shadows under the desk.

A silent giggle tingled through me as I pulled his boxers to his ankles.

“- it’s arriving next week I believe, 45 volumes, all in great condition. Should be a real- ahhh!”

I could see Claude was squinting, the pleasure overwhelming his speech as I took his cock in my mouth. It was so warm and thick, his parted lower head swimming a little with pre-cum as I closed my eyes and wrapped my tongue along his length.

“Are… are you okay?”

The cleaner asked, concerned.

“Ahhh.. Yes yes! Just… uhhh… migraines?”

Claude offered weakly, as I pulled my lips back along the shaft, tight and slippery, before taking it all in again.

Dummy…

It was so cute how flustered he was. I took his dick right to the back of my throat, marveling at how well trained Elise’s body was.

Just another one of the perks of being an experienced woman…

I ran my fingertips along Claude’s calf gently while I sucked, yet another little sensual touch that was rewarded with a barely stifled moan, his willpower being pushed to the limit as I stimulated him. This was only the second time I’d done this, and a part of me thought it should feel a lot more gay, but in reality it was giving me such a rush of power!

Maybe it was something to do with immersing myself so totally in a woman’s life, performing her role in the bedroom perfectly, stealing her place and her pleasure all in one… whatever the case, my own libido was rising higher and higher, wanton lust manifesting in the heat in my slit, thick syrupy pussy juice creaming at my entrance. I fumbled only a little, as Elise’s natural grace and flexibility allowed me to slide out of my skirt easily. Fingers pushing inside me gently, I was rewarded with a dripping rush of pleasure, as my fingers totally were enveloped in that heat as my walls were pushed aside just a little.

I could sense Claude’s will was weakening, as he began making hasty excuses which the cleaner, either from lack of care or abundance of tact, decided not to question. As his trudging footfalls finally disappeared for the night, Claude’s will broke, as his semen jetted into my throat. I sucked it up graciously, Elise’s feelings of pride and love for Claude lending a wonderful taste to his seed as I drank it down.

Weakened with pleasure, he slumped onto the leather chair behind him, finally able to see me. He was sweaty and disheveled looking, a dazed look of pleasure suffusing him, as I emerged from under the desk, wiping away a stray run of cum from my lips and sucking both our juices off my fingertips.

“Elise…! That was incredible but, what if he’d seen?”

He seemed almost breathless, endorphin and dopamine rushes alike clear to see on his face.

“And what if he had? I don’t care who knows, if anything it might have excited me. I want to mark you as my own Claude, and I’ll be yours too.”

Elise’s voice sounded so sexy leaving my lips! I couldn’t believe how pleasurable it was playing the part of the seductive, sophisticated older woman. I just wanted more and more!

I giggled playfully as I approached him again, running my fingertip from base to tip of his stiff dick.

“And I see you still aren’t satisfied…”

His pupils almost dilated as he fixed me with a gaze of wonder, I slid on top of him, before impaling myself on his dick.

“Ahhhhhhh…!!”

I moaned it out as my walls were pressed apart by him, his head seeming almost to reach the center of my being, so hot and filling. It felt like I was almost complete again, as even just the opening salvo of sex within a woman’s skin made me feel right.

I started slow, moving up and down, using him for my pleasure, our breath mingling in the air. He started taking the initiative, as we undid my shirt's buttons and let it tumble to the floor, forgotten silk, left behind in our ecstasy. His fingertips, then tongue in turn, found my nipples, as his saliva coated them and they stiffened in his mouth.

“Mhhmmm, yes baby…”

I purred gently as he sucked, enjoying how it felt with every fiber of my being. I could feel Elise’s rich feelings for Claude rushing around my head, like a dam of tension long built between the two had burst, their every emotion consummated tonight. Knowing that it was I, not the real Elise, who was here for this moment twisted in my brain, partly an evil thrill of stealing her perfect moment from her, and partly the generous justification that I may have opened up a lifetime of love for her once I’d left her skin.

The schlicking sound of my pussy filled the air along with our whispered breath and moans, as I worked Elise’s body along his hard member, loving playing the soft, wet, warm woman to his firm, strong man. This is all so perverted… wearing her skin like this, lying to him as I steal her personality and twist it to my ends…

The thoughts ran together with the loving slow sex to burst an orgasm in my head, a sudden squeal taking me as my pussy clamped on his dick and sweat flowed stronger from me.

“Ahhnnnn…!!”

I moaned it out as white took my eyes, squinting them closed as it all rushed over me, heat and throbbing pleasure alike spreading from my womb to every extremity while I basked in the sensation.

“Mhhmm, you don’t get off the hook just yet, Elise.”

Hearing the gentle rumble of Claude’s voice was like hearing it through a trance, before I felt him grab my thighs and lift me, a big thrust accompanying it while he stayed buried in my pussy, carrying me mid fuck to the librarians desk and landing me roughly on top. I couldn’t believe the power he had!

“Claude… I’m still so sensitive…!”

I moaned it out weakly, secretly craving he’d ignore my pleas as give me what I deserved. He knew exactly what I secretly craved, as he thrust in deeper than even before.

“I’ll give you what you really want Elise, we’ve been close for so long I can tell exactly what you want!”

“Dummy, then why are we only doing this now?”

I moaned it out, roleplaying as Elise as he ploughed her stolen pussy between my legs.

“It’s hard okay? I really… uhghh… really like you!”

He was grunting there, pleasure making it hard to focus as he worked in and out of my insides.

Ughhh, the relationship these two have is too cute… both mature adults, yet their feelings render them almost as teenagers around each other.

I let Elise’s feelings totally consume me as I reached for his neck and pulled him close.

“Come here already!”

Our lips met in a loving kiss, enjoying each other’s taste while he sped up, tempo getting faster and faster. Each time he got deep within it felt better and better, the rolling of my last orgasm rising again with the speed of him, sparks flying as our tongues and bodies danced.

“Mhhhmm!!”

Our moans mingled together as I felt tension and energy burst from him inside me, thick ropes of wet heat showering in my womb as he filled me with seed, rolling into my own second orgasm. My pussy clenched as I squirted, our mixed juices spurting out all over the desk.

Energy spent for the moment, he collapsed on top of me, a welcome weight that felt like love to Elise’s brain, and filled me with it too as I pulled her every emotion on top of me, a perfect disguise to let me steal her real feelings.