The Lust Lord Librarian-Chapter 38: Nipplegasm

Adal removed the playwright’s cardigan and discarded it on the table in front of them.

Beneath, Willow only wore a cream vest that was meant to hold her large breasts in place, but struggled to do so. The fabric stretched around their circumference, and her erect nipples were even more evident.

"So much stress," Adal said, before placing a hand beneath each of her breasts and feeling the weight in his hands.

He watched the way the fabric crumpled around their lewd shapes as he gently groped.

His fingers gravitated towards the two buttons that were her nipples, gently drawing lines around them.

"Mhm... Yes... That’s good..." Willow breathed into the air.

Her cheeks were flushed and her arms lifted above her head as she accepted the librarian’s hands with no complaints.

After a few more gropes, Adal reached into her vest and started to lift. Her cute belly button was revealed first, before eventually her breasts fell free.

They were huge, heavy, and perfectly round, with pink areolas surrounding stiff nipples that jutted proudly forward. Compared to her slender waist, neck, and shoulders, her breasts looked out of place.

Are these the largest I have seen so far? Even Penelope can’t compare...

Adal wasted no time fondling them, feeling the warmth of her skin in his palms.

Every time he brushed against her nipple, he showed them love, flicking and pinching them gently until she squeeled.

The woman tried her best to hide her noises of pleasure, but it seemed that she didn’t do it well enough.

From the corner of his eye, Adal spotted something.

Even though Willow had specifically told no one to enter backstage whilst she and Adal were working, a small head peeked through the curtains.

It was Jake, one of Willow’s actors.

...

As young Jake’s head slyly rounded the corner, his first thought was.

This can’t be real...

Ever since Adal had arrived at the theatre, he had noticed a change in Willow. She seemed a lot less stressed and less agitated.

He, and everyone has assumed that it was because of the success they were finding in their new play.

However, when he heard Willow moan softly, his curiosity forced him to go and have a look.

He wished that he hadn’t.

As he watched the librarian toy with Willow’s breasts, he found himself filled with an immense amount of jealousy and envy towards the man.

He had always seen Willow Collins as somewhat of a mother figure, but who could deny that she was incredibly beautiful for her age?

Yet she was reserved. Never showed interest in any of the men around her. Not even the most famous of nobles who attended the theatre and tried their chances with her.

So why? Why was she currently shirtless, squealing as her nipples were being toyed with by a mere Librarian?

"Adal... I can feel the stress leaving my body— YWAH!"

Adal pinched her nipples harder than ever before, and pulled, stretching her flushed breasts gently.

Out of nowhere, Willow’s body began shaking violently.

Being a virgin, Jake has no idea what was happening. Her body quivered, her eyes rolled back into her head, her tongue lolled from her mouth, and drool even began to drip down her chin.

He also thought that he heard the sound of water droplets coming from somewhere in the room, but it was too dark for him to be sure where it came from.

All he knew was that the sight was beautiful.

He felt himself stiffening in his pants.

Why couldn’t it be him? Why couldn’t he be the one making Willow feel so good?

Once the woman had recovered, wiping the drool from her mouth, he noticed a sly smile spread across Adal’s face.

The librarian suddenly started to help Willow dress, as though he were a father figure to her, despite being half her age.

Even worse, was the fact that Willow had submissively accepted it.

The man even patted her head and ruffled her red hair.

"Are you feeling better?" He asked her smoothly.

The woman, still dazed and slightly shaky, nodded her head.

"I have never felt better."

Jake took this opportunity to run away before he was caught.

As he rejoined the rest of the crew members back on stage for practise, he was distracted the entire time.

All he could think about was Willow... and Adal.

He found himself wanting to learn from the man.

No, that wasn’t enough. He wished that he was Adal.

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After Adal had finished giving Willow an orgasm through her nipples and helping her dress, he finally spotted lustful thoughts in her mind.

"This young man... No one has even been able to pleasure me like this, and yet he only touched my nipples..."

"Why do I find myself wanting more? Ever since reaching forty, I have had no interest in men. Has this young man really reignited my passion?"

Adal wondered whether he should give her what he wanted and finally complete his quest.

But he decided to wait, as there was no reason to rush.

Besides, he had already spotted the young lad, Jake, watching in jealous lustfulness. If he had suddenly seen a woman he looked up to, being bent over the table and drilled from behind, Adal thought that the lad might kill himself.

So, he said his goodbyes, leaving the woman in her thoughts.

As he left, he spotted Jake looking at him with a blush in his freckled cheeks.

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Once Adal had arrived back at his library and up to his room, he was finally able to relax.

And so were his guards.

"You can drop the spell now." He said aloud.

Shortly afterwards, the two guards in pink appeared standing on either side of his bedroom door, like they were defending a legendary artefact.

The duo didn’t say anything, but Adal looked at them both and smiled.

Using his skills, he determined which was the woman, and looked at her.

"Kreshna, what did you think of the way that I fondled that older woman’s breasts? She seemed to enjoy it quite a lot, I would say. Judging by the noises she was making."

Immediately, he noticed that her body tensed. He guessed that if he could see her face at that moment, the orc would be blushing red.

"H-how do you know my name? I never told you that?"

"Did you not?" Adal pretended not to know and shrugged. "Ah, I must have read it somewhere."

Afterwards, the woman returned to her duties and stood guard, not saying another word.

Adal prepared to leave them, but before he did, he had a look at the woman’s thoughts, to see if any lust lie within.

...

"When was the last time that I was touched like that?"

"..."

"Why am I surprised? Nobody would want an Orc woman, let alone a scarred one."