The Lust Lord Librarian-Chapter 61: Squirted Unconscious

Willow saw the vision of the masterpiece as soon as they started working.

Just like his first play, Hamlet was a masterpiece.

Adal had no doubts about this, of course, considering it was perhaps the most popular play ever created back on earth.

Using his perfect memory, he created an outline of all five acts of the play and handed it out to the crew members.

He and Willow stood on stage, watching the reactions of the others as they read through it.

"This... This is incredible!"

Each of the members expressed just how impressed they were, and how excited they were to start working on this project.

Afterwards, Adal and Willow returned backstage to finish up. The woman let out a great sigh and placed her hands on her voluptuously protruding hips.

"I needed this... A break from all the stress. For some reason, whenever you’re around, I feel like I can finally relax."

Adal smiled as he collected up the remainder of his things.

"That is what it means to be a man after all. If I brought further stress to the theatre, there would be no point in my coming."

His words were true.

Willow suddenly stopped what she was doing, and looked at him carefully.

She tilted her head slightly.

"But what about you? Who is there to help keep you calm when you are stressed?"

"..."

Adal read the woman’s thoughts. As he expected, there was lust there.

"If I make him finish quickly, I can give him a blowjob before anyone comes back here... Of course, I want to feel his member inside of me again, but I can wait. This isn’t about me."

Adal smirked to himself as he watched the woman nervously fidget with her dress sleeves.

She wants to pleasure me...

I’m sorry, ma’am, but my cock is still sore from a goddess’s tight embrace. Luckily, I have other ideas.

Adal dropped his things and stepped towards Willow.

The woman smiled and prepared to drop to her knees, expecting to pleasure Adal with her mouth.

Instead, the man lifted her with ease using Mana Empowerment and placed her gently on the table.

"A-Adal?"

Adal didn’t answer with words.

He simply pushed Willow’s back flat against the table and flipped her dress up over her hips. Her lacy panties were already damp from the juices of her love.

"Adal... wait, I was supposed to be pleasuring—"

"Shh." He hooked two fingers into the waistband and yanked the thin fabric down her legs, letting it dangle from one ankle.

Willow’s smooth, pink pussy glistened under the backstage lights. She was soaked, and clean-shaven. It resembled the innards of a grapefruit.

Adal spread her thighs wide and slid two thick fingers along her slick folds, parting them slowly. He found her swollen clit and circled it twice, before pushing both fingers deep inside her tight heat.

Willow gasped sharply, back arching off the table. "Oh, Adal..."

Her walls clenched greedily around his fingers as he pumped them in and out, slow and deep at first, then faster. Wet, obscene squelching sounds filled the small backstage room with every thrust.

Liquid splashed onto his hand, lubricating it.

"You’re dripping," he said, curling his fingers upward to stroke her G-spot. "You haven’t had sex since I was last here, have you?"

Willow’s hips shook, trying to thrust herself needily into his hands. Her heavy tits shook inside her dress as she moaned louder.

"No... Only you can have my body..."

"Good." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Adal added a third finger, stretching her wider, and fucking her harder. His thumb drew firm circles on her clit at the same time. Her juices ran down his wrist, coating his hand like a glove.

Willow’s legs started to tremble. Her breathing turned into short, desperate pants.

"I’m... I’m close already...Only from your fingers!"

He didn’t slow down. He finger-fucked her relentlessly, palm slapping wetly against her soaked pussy, until her whole body seized.

Willow came hard, a broken cry tearing from her throat as her pussy gushed around his fingers. She had to use a hand to quieten herself.

But Adal wasn’t finished.

He dropped to his knees, yanked his fingers out, and buried his face between her thighs.

His tongue dragged flat and slow from her dripping hole up to her delicious clit. Then he sucked the swollen bud into his mouth, flicking it rapidly with the tip of his tongue while two fingers plunged back inside her at the same time.

Willow screamed into her hand and squirmed aggressively. Her hands reached for his blonde-white hair, trying to find something to hold onto, but she missed and her hands clawed through the air like a helpless kitten.

"Oh, sweet mother... I’m going to faint..."

He ate her like a starving man, licking, sucking and tongue-fucking her sloppy pussy with hunger. Her juices smeared across his chin and cheeks. The wet sounds were filthy and loud, even though he tried his best to keep the noise down.

Luckily, the other crew members seemed to be busy talking about the play.

Willow’s thighs clamped around his head, shaking violently. Another orgasm crashed through her, even harder than the first.

But Adal kept going, sucking her clit harder. He reached a hand up and fondled her breasts through her dress. The two fat mounds melted around his fingers like warm dough.

He pinched at both her erect nipples, pulling gently.

That was when her third climax hit her.

Willow’s eyes rolled back, mouth open in a silent scream as her pussy squirted hard, clear fluid spraying across Adal’s face and chest like a fountain.

She kept squirting, body convulsing, until her body gave out completely and her head fell to the side. She went still.

Adal looked up at the woman from between her legs.

Is she dead?

He wiped his face, and placed a hand on her breast, feeling a heartbeat.

No, just unconscious.

Her body continued to twitch now and then, and a smile of pleasure spread across her face.

Adal smiled, lips drenched with her waters. He wiped his face properly this time.

He looked down at the beautiful, limp woman laying on the table, before pulling her dress down and lifting her onto her sofa, and covering her body with a nearby blanket.

Then, he let out a sigh.

"I think this new play will be even better than our first, Miss Collins."