The library

With a little bit of help, you make your way to the campus library. It's not massive by any stretch of the imagination, but it does have everything a library should have: rows of bookcases, reading tables, and near total silence.

You flash your clipboard to the librarian, an attractive raven-haired woman in her mid-thirties. She lets you in, and seems relieved when you pass her by. You might end up checking her out later, but right now you are dead set on finding a college student to inspect. Of course, being a Saturday at a community college, the place is practically empty. However, after quite a bit of time searching, you find what you are looking for tucked in the corner of the library.

She was a curly-haired brunette who looked like a freshman or sophomore. Wearing simple black-rimmed glasses and a green sweater that looked a size too big, she looks the part of the nerdy wallflower despite her cute features. The girl had her nose buried in a biology textbook, and doesn't even react as you close in on her. In other words, she was the perfect subject for an 'examination'.

Deciding to have a little fun, you softly set your clipboard down on the edge of the table, sneak up behind her, then plunge your hands down the collar of her sweater. The brunette lets out a momentary shriek of surprise, earning a distant hush from the uncaring librarian. She squirms and looks around the library in a panic, but upon seeing the clipboard on the edge of the table, she calms down a little. With a whisper, she asks, "I-Is this a surprise inspection?"

"Bingo," you whisper back. She shivers in your grasp, most likely because your hands are still cold. You respond to this by cupping her warm boobs and giving them a squeeze, getting a surprising handful.

"How big are these?" you ask as you continue to fondle her breasts.

"Um... last I checked, they were D-cups," she stammers back in a hushed tone.

"Seriously?" you say, giving her nipples a quick twist through her bra and causing her to let out an adorable squeak, "Those sound gigantic for a girl like you."

"Well, um, I would prefer if they were smaller," she says back to you, "But I'm glad you seem to like them."

"Oh, definitely," you whisper back, "What's your name, by the way?"

"Um, A-Alice," the girl replies nervously.

"Nice to meet you, Alice. Now get up on the table."

"R-Right now?" she asks, looking up at you with big green eyes.

"It's for the examination," you tell her. This seems to be enough justification for her, and once you back off she stands up from her chair and climbs onto the table. She starts to stand up, but you interrupt and tell her, "No, stay on your hands and knees."

The brunette looks over at you nervously, but seems to know better than to second-guess you at this point. In this position, her chest is hanging down enough that it is only inches away from the tabletop, even with her bra still on. But right now, you're more interested in her lower curves. Walking around to the side, you reach under Alice and undo the button of her jeans and pull the zipper down. You then shimmy the pants over her ass and down her legs, taking her panties with them. You see her face go red out of the corner of your eye, as with her pants down to her knees and in this position, her rear end is exposed to anyone who may happen to cross by. And what a glorious rear end it is, as like her breasts it is larger than you anticipated.

Now rubbing her buttcheeks, you say to her, "I'm astounded you are hiding a body like this under so much clothing."

"I feel... uncomfortable when people stare at me," Alice says, still keeping her voice down low even as you play with her ass.

"Really now?" you ask her, moving one hand down to explore the bush of pubic hair between her legs. You find what you are looking for rather quickly, and run your hand along her damp pussy, causing her to let out a high-pitched moan as you say, "Because your vagina is saying otherwise."

"Th-That's from you inspecting my breasts!" she says hastily, before lowering her voice again and whispering, "They're pretty sensitive."

"I could tell," you say, pulling your hand back out from between her legs, "I wonder if you're sensitive in other places?"

"What do you mean?" she asks you.

Rather than answer her directly, you push your cum-lubricated index finger into her tight asshole, causing her to let out another high pitched squeal. You wiggle it around a little, causing the girl to lower her head to the table and shake her backside a little in discomfort and arousal.

As you are doing this, you are surprised to see the librarian coming up to the two of you. She doesn't look very happy, and at first you think you might be in trouble, until she looks down at Alice and says, "Miss, I know you are being inspected right now, but I'm going to have to ask you to try and keep you vocalizations down. You're distracting other students that are trying to study."

The girl's face goes beet red as she realizes the librarian is seeing her getting finger-fucked in the ass. She lets out another high-pitched squeal, then covers her mouth and nervously stammers out, "S-Sorry... I'll try to b-be quieter."

"Thank you," the librarian says, before giving you a polite nod and leaving you to your business.

More than satisfied at the current situation, you pull your finger out of Alice's ass, then bring it up to her face and say, "Lick it clean, please." She winces a little in disgust at the smell, but with another glance at the clipboard, she steels herself and engulfs your finger in her mouth. The girl has a surprising amount of suction, though her tongue technique isn't the best. Still, it's at least getting the job done.

After some time, Alice pulls her mouth off of your finger, now only coated in her saliva. She wipes her mouth just as a male student walks into view between some bookshelves across from the table. He doesn't even glance in your direction as he continues on his way, but it's still enough to cause her to blush adorably again.

"Um... this is a little more embarrassing than I thought it would be..." she stammers.

"Well, this is a physical examination," you tell her, "It's normal to feel some embarrassment during it."

"Yeah, I guess so," she says, though you can't help but notice that the hair around her pussy is wet and matted now. Still leaning on her arms with her ass sticking upwards and her pants pulled down, she asks you, "Um, is that it? Are you done with the inspection?"