Chapter 1: Introduction
Hazel squeezed her legs tightly together, grinning with delight as her climax neared. She sat in the secluded corner of the library’s adult section. Cushy chair, check. Book of cameltoe porn on her lap, double-check. She glanced at the novel she had wedged awkwardly between her inner thighs, and she didn’t even mind when her phone screen went dark after an extended stretch of inactivity. A light tap on her shoulder snapped her focus to the present, and she closed her legs hurriedly.
“Uh, hi.
Mind if I join you?”
The voice belonged to a woman, her tone gentle and curiously friendly. Hazel took a deep breath, collecting herself, and then looked up to face Tina—a plus-sized woman with a warm smile and a glint of mischief in her eyes.
Hazel couldn’t help but notice the contrast between herself and Tina. She was tall and slender, her body petite and feminine in every way.
Hazel’s recently dyed pink hair framed her heart-shaped face, cut into an edgy pixie style. It was hard not to admire her confidence—something Hazel had yet to fully achieve—and it showed in the way she sat down smoothly beside Hazel.
“S’cuse me if this is a personal question, but are you—uh—masturbating? In the library?” Tina stammered, trying to disguise her curiosity with a playful grin.
With a sinking feeling, Hazel realized she had been caught.
She considered pretending to be unaware of Tina's question, but decided against it. She weighed her choices carefully before admitting with a shrug, "Guilty as charged."
Tina's eyebrows shot up in surprise, but her warm smile never faded, and she chuckled softly in a pleased sort of way. "Well, now, I've never seen anyone so dedicated to their reading material.
I suppose we all have our vices," Tina quipped, leaning back against the stack of books behind them.
Hazel could feel herself blushing, her cheeks growing warm under Tina's watchful gaze. She scrutinized Tina cautiously, searching for any hints or judgments hidden in her demeanor. Instead, she found nothing but genuine curiosity and acceptance.
"And here I thought I was the only one who liked to indulge myself in the library," Tina continued, her voice filled with just enough mischief to make Hazel's stomach flutter.
She adjusted herself slightly, managing to find a position that allowed her an unobstructed view of the laptops' soft screens.
Hazel blinked, taken aback by Tina's casual response to her, well, unconventional library activities. Tina was so at ease, so nonchalant about the whole happening—it was refreshing.
"Uh, just so you know, I don't usually—you know—here," Hazel stammered, acutely aware of how awkward she sounded.
But Tina didn't seem to mind; she cracked a sly grin and leaned in closer, as if to share a secret.
"There's no harm in taking care of one's needs in unexpected places, am I right?" Tina winked, and it felt like a friendly elbow nudge between them. Hazel smiled bashfully while shifting in her seat, trying to regain some semblance of composure.
"Well, I suppose you're right," admitted Hazel reluctantly.
"It would be nice to know I'm not alone in my... somewhat unorthodox pursuits."
She glanced peripherally at Tina, taking note of her plump figure swaying gently as she moved. Admittedly, Hazel had a thing for curvy women, and Tina certainly fit the bill. There was a certain quality to her that Hazel found herself deeply attracted to—she seemed unapologetically herself, without reservation or fear of judgment.
"So, uh, I'm Hazel," Hazel offered, extending a hand awkwardly to Tina.
The gesture seemed to catch her off-guard, but she smiled and shook Hazel's hand enthusiastically.
"Pleasure to meet you, Hazel! I'm Tina."
The two sat in companionable silence for a few moments, as if taking stock of one another. Hazel found herself growing more comfortable in the presence of this enigmatic stranger. Besides, there was something soothing about their sanctuary nestled amidst the towering bookshelves.