The middle-aged man.

(Updated)

I make my way to the library to meet Amaka. People nowadays don't use libraries as much, with computers being one of the fastest ways to get information. But I bet Amaka wanted some way to get alone time with me so that I would play along. Who doesn't want to help the girl who likes them have a good time? I pull into the library and text her, asking where she will be. She replies; I head to the history part on the third floor. I get to the third floor, and no one but she is there. I walk over to her. Surprising her, she lets out a little yelp. It's cute.

What can I do for you, Amaka? Do you need help with studying, or is it something like love advice?

I said as I sat at the table where she was. She got a little flustered at the love comment. I activated my soothing hands and grabbed one of her hands, rubbing the palm like I was very concerned about her well-being. She got lost in the feeling of my hand; she stopped being shy about me holding her hand.

If it is love advice, what would you say?

I would say any man who could grasp your love would be blessed with a happy life until the day he dies. After all, as unique and beautiful as you are, even I am blinded by you.

She is stunned by what I said.

You know you're a teacher. How can you say that?

Before I became a teacher, I was a man. Being a teacher is just my job; it doesn't change my genetics. As a man I am attracted to you, that is my honest feelings and what society says won't change that. Plus, you may be my student, but you are 18. You can vote and do many things because a title shouldn't stop you or me from exploring our feelings, or is it just a one-sided love? But if you don't want to explore anything, I am okay with backing off, but be warned that how I love is different. And I can only be with someone that can handle that.

What do you mean differently? And you make it sound like I like you or something.

If you want to know how it's different, you need to take a leap of faith because it's not the norm of society. I can't tell you without knowing you're in it for the long hull. Why would you ask me here but have no books on this table? It doesn't seem like you are studying, and when I last saw you, I could tell how happy you were with getting my number. I will let you think about it. But there is no going back once I take you as my girl.

I let go of her hand. It's been 10 minutes. Her charm meter is at 69. She will take the bait, so I turn to walk away, but she grabs my arm. 

Wait. I don't need to think about it. I don't know how it's different, but I am willing to deal with anything you throw at me as long as I can be with you.

I pull her into my embrace and kiss her. This caught her off guard, but she didn't push me away. She wrapped her arms around my back. I do the same, working my hands down to her ass. Grabbing it, so moans a little. I set her on the table and unbuttoned her shirt. I am playing with her D-cup breast, and her nipples are large, but that's more to play with. I roll my fingers over them and pull one with the right amount of strength. She moans, and I bring one of my hands to her mouth, telling her to suck on my fingers. She does, as I move to suck on her nice big nipples. God, these nipples are made to be sucked on; I need to put a baby in her real fast so I can drink her milk. Shit, that's getting me hard.

I move down to her pants and undo the bottom, sliding my hand in. She is clean-shaven. Making it easy to find the clit hood, I play with it for a little while, then slide my hand down to her pussy. Playing with the labia for a minute, then stuck one of my fingers in her so she moans while sucking on my fingers. I finger fuck her while sucking on her tits for about 10 minutes until she comes.

She falls forward, resting her head on my shoulder.

It's time for you to make me feel good, too; I want you to suck on my cock. I want to watch as you enjoy the taste of my cock, then I am going to cum inside your mouth. Do you have a problem with that?

I grab her hair and pull it back, kissing her. She likes having her hair pulled. So, she let out a moan; I could see the lust in her eyes. She is going to enjoy sucking on my dick.

I have no problems sucking on your cock, Tim. As a matter of fact, I can't wait to.

She gets up and pushes me to sit on the table and grabs a chair, setting it between my legs; she undoes my pants and pulls them down along with my underwear. She lets out a gasp.

Whoever said white men don't have big cocks is a lair; I am going to enjoy this nice big cock of yours, Mr. Rockefeller.

She grabs it with one hand and spits on it, jerking it off at a nice slow pace while kissing the tip at first and then licking the underside of it, working her tongue up the shaft. Then, she made a circle on the head and finally took it in, but she could do it all in one go. She pulled her head back, sucking so hard my hips were close to being lifted off the table. Damn, this girl knows how to suck dick, fuck me.

Fuck, man, now she is playing with my balls. Her hands feel amazing. She picks up the pace, and saliva is foaming around her lips as she works like it depends on her life. She makes me stand up, and she puts her hands on my ass as she moves her head faster, taking it down her throat; I won't last more than 4 minutes. She keeps going at it until I bust my nut into her mouth. She sucks out my jizz like it's much-needed water; she opens her mouth, shows me my seed then swallows it.

I pull her up, turn her around, and place her hands on the table. I pull down her pants and panties down to her knees. I slap her nice big ass. She lets out a moan; I lean into a whisper.

The time to stop is now; I am about to break your hymen. And make you mine; once I do, there is no running from me. You will be mine; you will have my children. And you won't complain about anything. So, if you want me to fuck you, bend over and spread your ass and tell me to take everything from you.

She bites her bottom lip, leans forward, lays on her breast, takes her hand, and spreads her fat ass.

Fuck me, take everything from me, and put your child in me. Make me your bitch.

I thrust my cock into her pussy and covered her mouth at the same time. She put her hand on the table, lifting her torso and shaking her head from side to side. Her pussy is dripping with love juice, it's tight as hell. I pull back and can see how much it's hugging my cock; I can see it coming out with my cock. Fuck, this pussy is good; I take my free hand and grab her hair. Turning her head my way and kissing her as I fuck her. She warps a hand to the back of my head as I keep fucking her. We kept kissing for about 5 minutes, and then I pulled away.

How much do you love my cock? Your pussy is trying to pull it off. I know I am fucking loving your cunt. It feels amazing.

Your cock feels amazing. It fills up my whole pussy and hits my womb every time you thrust into me. I feel like I am in heaven and want more of your love.

If my woman asks for more, I must give her more.

I pick up her fucking her while I stand, bringing my cock deeper than before. She lets out a loud moan. Shit, someone had to hear that I need to finish this fast. I tell her to cover her mouth and that I am going to fuck her faster. Someone had to have heard that. We may be on the third floor, but it's like an open balcony-style floor inside the building. 

I pick up the pace, and all you can hear around us is the sound of skin slapping together. She tightens up as I can tell she is about to cum, so I push my pace up again, and as she cums, I thrust as deep as possible into her, shooting my load into her pussy.

Fuck I can feel your jizz in me. It's so much; I am going to get pregnant and have your baby. Shit, I am going to come again to think about it. This is too much, and I can't handle it.

She falls forward onto the table. I can hear steps coming up the stairs, so I pull my pants up and hers and fix her shirt. I go to the bookshelves and act like I am looking for a book. The old man who runs the library walks towards us and looks at Amaka "sleeping" on the table—at least that's what I told him. Then he walks to other parts of the floor, and I hear him walking down the stairs.

I breathed out a sigh of relief and sat down next to Amaka. I like running my fingers through my girl's hair. It has a calming effect and is an act full of love. She starts to move about.

Good morning, sleeping beauty. Did you have a good time?

It was the best, Mr. Rockefeller. I want more of your white cock again.

I laugh a little.

Next week come to my house on Tuesday. I am moving to a new home, and I am keeping my old house, so we can have sex there whenever we have the time.

Okay, can you tell me what's so different about the way you love now?

Well, the simple answer: I have a harem.

That's it; I thought you had a thing for violence or something. I don't feel like that's too hard to deal with as long as I can have time with you.

You thought it was about violence, and you still jumped in.

Well, I was betting on it not being that; after all, you have never shown a violent side, so at worst, it was something like having more girls. But you can't rule out the darker things. But I don't regret choosing this. After all, I get to be fucked by someone as unique as you. It's worth sharing, plus I love you. For better or for worse, I won't leave your side.

You're a fantastic woman, Amaka; I am blessed to have you as my woman. I love you so much.

I pull her in for a kiss, and we stay like that for 10 minutes. Today has been a good day. We part ways. She had to run and get some stuff for her family, and I needed to head back home to deal with Amanda and get ready for tonight because I felt like I would not sleep tonight.

I jump into my truck and head home.