She Used Me for a Dare… Now I Own Her Mother

The library loomed at the far end, tall and silent, its wide glass doors reflecting the amber sky.

Inside, the usual quiet was amplified… just the soft tick of the wall clock, the faint hum of the air vents, and the distant rustle of a page being turned.

Most of the study tables were deserted now, chairs pushed in neatly, lamps already switched off.

Only a lone librarian sat at the front desk, half-hidden behind a stack of returns, more absorbed in her phone than the dwindling visitors.

Alex didn’t stop at the main hall. He’d been here enough times to know exactly where he was headed.

It had been days since he’d last made his way down that back corridor, but the memory tugged him forward… left at the narrow aisle of reference volumes, past the shelf of journals nobody touched anymore.

This was the library’s most secluded section, so quiet and removed that even if someone wandered nearby, they wouldn’t hear a thing.

And finally, the creaking door that led into the last section. Here, the shelves were packed with books too old or too niche to warrant space in the main collection.

Their spines were cracked, some titles faded into unreadable lines, but there was a weight to them… important, if forgotten.

Hardly anyone came here anymore. It was too quiet, too removed, and the scent of paper and wood polish lingered so strongly it clung to the skin. Perfect for someone who didn’t want to be found.

And there, as expected, she was.

Madison huddled in the farthest corner of the dusty, forgotten section of the library.

She looked up as he approached, her eyes widening slightly before an eager, almost desperate smile spread across her face.

She was sitting on a small wooden chair, the kind often used for children in classrooms long ago.

It seemed almost comically small beneath her curvy frame, emphasizing her submissive, almost vulnerable position.

“Alex,” Madison breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. “I thought you might not come.” She stood up slowly, smoothing down the short skirt that hugged her wide hips.

The skirt was riding up dangerously high on her thick thighs, offering tantalizing glimpses of the creamy skin beneath.

Alex smirked as he looked her up and down, taking in the way her tight white shirt strained over her large breasts.

The shirt was unbuttoned just enough to show the swell of her cleavage, the smooth, soft curves threatening to spill out completely.

“Why wouldn’t I come, Madison?” His voice dropped to a low, dominant rumble. “I thought you prepared me a surprise.”

She tilted her head slightly, a small, teasing smile played at her lips. “Patience,” she murmured, voice soft but deliberate, “and maybe you’ll see why it was worth the wait…”

Alex’s eyes darkened with a low, teasing intensity. “You’re brave, inviting me here, knowing what your little fool of a boyfriend did on the field. Aren’t you afraid of being punished for his… crimes?”

Madison bit her lower lip, “Then I’ll gladly accept whatever punishment you have in mind,” she murmured, her voice low, soft, and edged with both challenge and anticipation.

Alex stepped closer, backing Madison up against the towering bookshelf behind her.

He could feel the heat radiating off her body, could see the way her nipples were stiffening beneath the thin fabric of her shirt.

“Is that so?” he asked, reaching out to cup one of her heavy tits, squeezing the soft flesh and feeling it overflow in his large hand.

“Tell me, Madison… you planned all this just to get punished, didn’t you? To spread your legs and take the thick, girthy cock of your boyfriend’s rival… admit it. That’s what really turns you on, isn’t it?”

Madison’s breath hitched as she arched into his touch, her voice breaking with lust. “Yes… ever since the game, I’ve been wet for you,” she confessed, a tremor running through her body.

“The thought of you dominating me, using me however you want… it’s been driving me insane. Just imagining your hands, your cock, your punishment… it made me soak through my panties.”

Her lips parted in a needy gasp as her thighs shifted open wider, shameless. “And when William betrayed you out there, when I saw him turn against you… I wasn’t even thinking about the game anymore.” She looked up at him with glassy, fevered eyes, a depraved smile tugging at her lips.

“All I could think about was you… how you’d make me pay for being his girl. How you’d punish me until I forget he ever touched me. It’s made me so incredibly turned on.”

She tilted her head back, exposing her throat, a silent offering of submission as her words dissolved into a whimper. “I’m yours, Alex. I need you to remind me who I belong to.”

Madison reached down and flipped up her skirt, revealing the fact that she wasn’t wearing any panties.

Her bare, glistening pussy was on full display, the pink folds slick and swollen with arousal. “Look how wet I am,” she purred, running a finger along her slit and bringing it up to her mouth to lick the essence from it.

“I’m so fucking sick, getting off on the thought of my boyfriend’s enemy using me, punishing me, making me his.”

Madison reached out to palm Alex’s hardening cock through his pants, squeezing and stroking it with desperate, eager fingers.

“I’ve been so bad, Alex,” she whimpered, her eyes glazed over with lust and a hint of insanity. “I need to be punished, to be put in my place. Please, use me, punish me, make me pay for loving a pathetic worm like William.”

Alex chuckled darkly, his hands roaming over Madison’s curves, squeezing and kneading her soft flesh. “You’re such a dirty slut,” he taunted, his voice dripping with disdain and lust.

“Betraying your boyfriend like this, throwing yourself at his enemy. You must be gagging for it, desperate to feel a real man’s dick stretching your whore throat.”

“Yessss,” Madison hissed, dropping to her knees and fumbling with Alex’s belt. “Fuck, I can’t wait to taste you, to feel you pulsing on my tongue. I want you to fuck my face until I can’t breathe, until I’m choking and sputtering on your huge fucking cock.”

Alex smirked as he watched Madison struggling with his pants, her fingers shaking with desperation. “Careful what you wish for, you filthy bitch,” he taunted, his voice a low, mocking rumble.

Madison could only whimper in response, her eyes glazed with lust as she finally freed Alex’s massive erection from the confines of his pants.

“Fuck, Alex,” she breathed, wrapping her fingers around his thick shaft. “It’s so big, so fucking huge. I can’t wait to worship it with my mouth.”

Without further delay, she leaned forward and dragged her tongue along the underside of his cock, savoring the musky taste of his skin.

Alex groaned at the sensation, his hips jerking forward instinctively as Madison’s wet muscle trailed over his sensitive flesh.

“That’s it, you cock-hungry whore,” he growled, tangling his fingers in her hair and tugging her closer. “Get that slutty mouth on my dick. Show me how badly you want to make it up to your boyfriend for being such a cheating bitch.”

Madison needed no further encouragement. She wrapped her lips around the swollen head of Alex’s cock, her mouth stretching obscenely around his girth.

She could feel him throbbing against her tongue, could taste the first salty drops of pre-cum that leaked from the tip.

She moaned around him, the sound vibrating through his shaft and making him twitch in her mouth.

Slowly, she began to sink down, taking inch after inch of his massive cock into the wet heat of her throat.

She had to relax her jaw, had to force herself to breathe through her nose as she felt him hitting the back of her throat and then pushing past it.

“Such a good little cock sleeve, taking me so fucking deep,” Alex grunted, his voice strained with pleasure as he felt Madison’s throat constricting around his throbbing shaft.

“You were made for me, weren’t you? Made to be mine, to feel me and be filled by me as I please.”

Madison could only whimper in response, the sound muffled and garbled as she struggled to take Alex even deeper.

Tears streamed down her face from the effort of deep-throating him, her mascara running in black streaks down her cheeks.

“Fuck, look at you,” Alex sneered, wiping away a tear with his thumb before pushing it past her stretched lips for her to taste.

“Crying on my cock like the pathetic slut you are. I bet this is what you wanted all along, isn’t it? To be used and abused, to be your boyfriend’s rival’s personal fucktoy?”

She moaned in desperate agreement, her eyes glazed with lust and humiliation.

Alex began to thrust into her mouth, fucking her face with hard, deep strokes. The obscene sound of wet, sloppy sucking filled the library, mingling with Alex’s grunts and groans of pleasure.

“Take it, you cock-sucking whore,” he growled, slamming into her throat with increasing force. “Take every fucking inch of my dick. I want to see your whore throat bulging with my meat.”

Madison gagged and choked around him, spit dripping down her chin and onto her heaving tits.

But she didn’t pull away, didn’t try to stop him. Instead, she relaxed her throat and let him use her, let him fuck her face with brutal abandon.

As Alex pounded into her, he leaned down and grabbed one of Madison’s tits, squeezing the soft flesh hard.

He could feel her nipple stiffening under his palm, poking into his skin as he groped her. “Fuck, your tits are so fucking hot,” he groaned, pinching her nipple hard through the thin fabric of her shirt.

“I bet your boyfriend never touched you like this, never made you feel so fucking good. He doesn’t know how to handle a set of tits like these, does he?”

Madison could only whimper and moan around Alex’s pistoning cock, her eyes rolling back in bliss as he groped and teased her sensitive breasts.

She arched her back, pushing her chest further into his rough grasp, silently begging for more of his dominant touch.

Alex smirked down at her, taking in her debauched appearance – face flushed, lips swollen, eyes glazed over with lust. “Such a dirty slut,” he taunted, punctuating his words with a sharp thrust that made Madison gag and sputter around his shaft.

As Alex drove deeper, the wet, obscene sounds of skin slapping and Madison’s gurgling moans filled the empty library. His cock throbbed relentlessly in her convulsing throat, balls tightening as his climax approached.

“That’s it, you cock-hungry whore,” Alex growled, voice thick with lust. “Milk me with that slutty mouth. I’m going to fill you, mark you as mine.”

With a final, brutal thrust, Alex came, pulsing thick ropes of hot cum down her throat.

She swallowed frantically, determined to take every drop, even as some leaked around his cock, streaking her chin and chest.

Alex slowly withdrew, a last spurt splattering on her tongue. She gasped, knees trembling, chest heaving.

“Look at you,” he sneered, wiping his hand across her face, smearing cum, spit, and tears. “Such a filthy slut. I bet your boyfriend never imagined this side of you.”

As Alex caught his breath after his intense orgasm, he suddenly noticed a flicker of movement out of the corner of his eye.

He turned to look, shocked to see a familiar face peeking out from behind a bookshelf – it was…

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Author’s Note:

Hey readers! Any guesses on who that peeping tom is? Who do you think it could be?