0 comments/ 20706 views/ 2 favorites The Librarian By: AngusStoryman Studying had never been my strong point in life....but here I was preparing to enter a library for the first time since I was a Student. I had decided to take the opportunity to retrain myself after my illness. I needed to acquire new skills to find a job that suited me. After a visit to my local careers office I had decided to get a qualification in Information Technology as I loved my computer and it seemed the obvious way to go..... It was about 20 years since my last visit and as I pushed the front doors, I was immediately aware of the freshness and vast size of the space ahead of me. Standing there taking stock of the layout, I let my eyes wander round the building. First....I needed to find a workplace for me and my books... although it was fairly busy I was able to locate a free desk and made my way over to it. I was pleased with its location as I had a good view looking towards the entrance.....and that was when I was immediately aware of a lady who was working behind the main desk opposite my desk. She was about mid 30 `s about 5ft 5", and from what I could see above the counter was a very shapely woman. She had a very sophisticated look ....her hair was elegantly pulled away from her face and neatly tied up...she had the small framed spectacles that professor types have....and they left plenty of room to see a very pretty face. She was wearing a cream blouse that was buttoned all the way up to her long neck and a light blue cardigan that provided a frame for her firm but ample bosom. I watched as she went about her routine work and was fascinated by the way she would casually smile as each person approached the desk. With this smile she looked so attractive in a more sexy way than her image portrayed. With the counter hiding her from the waist downwards I was unable to ascertain what she was wearing there and with that I gave my imagination license to fill in its own details. I imagined her to be wearing black leather trousers in complete contrast to her upper image....they would be really tight around her ample butt and provide a perfect outline to her pelvic shape. They would fit closely to her legs all the way down to the black ankle boots, highlighting the power in her thighs and the shapely calves. Before I could continue my vision, I was brought to my senses with a voice calling out my name. "Angus Storyman isn`t it.....my brother used to play Cricket with you....I`m Roz..Billy`s younger sister." I looked around to find myself face to face with my new Librarian vision. Slightly startled by seeing her so close to me...I felt myself slightly redden and tried to seem as cold and as uninterested as I could muster. "Ah...yes I remember you Roz....you were about 16 when you used to come and watch....I didnt recognise you without the brace and pigtails..." with a laugh and a chuckle. "Ha ha ...to think I had a crush on you and you just saw me as a spotty little teenager." she laughed back at me. "Well I can see that you are not little girl now Roz.." casting an eye in the direction of her ample chest. With a little giggle and a look of appreciation Roz fluttered her eyelids and countered "And from what I`ve heard Angus...your not a little boy either..!! " Despite my efforts to stay calm, I felt myself feeling slightly embarrassed as here was what I thought was a prim librarian challenging me to a flirting contest. Well if she wanted to play with the big boys....I was just the man to give her run for her money!! " "Have you now Roz...so who has been telling stories then?...." I asked confidently, taking the opportunity to look up and down the full length of her frame. She was certainly easy on the eyes...I was keen to see what was below the waist as I allowed my eyes to feast on her black knee length skirt which led to two dark nyloned legs strong and firm .."Your reputation goes before you Angus!!! We schoolgirls were constantly reminded of you by the graffitti and various stories passed down from class to class as we progressed through the years after you left. We all had fantasies and had huge crushes on you as we lived through our teenage years." she easily volunteered this information very matter of factly. "I see Roz ...so were you one of those who had a crush on me then? I continued to probe. "Oh God Angus....did I ever....I just used to melt on the spot everytime I met or spoke to you at those cricket matches...!!!" she answered ..this time with giggle and a slightly embarrassed look. "You were so sexy and such a hunk in those days and I used to dream of making love to you in the showers after the game after removing your cricket whites. I just wanted to know if all the stories were true about what was in that jockstrap!!!" This was said with a glance downwards and a certain twinkle in her eyes. "What do you mean USED to be Roz? You dont see me in the same way now then? I countered quickly and returned the obvious stare with as much desire in my eyes as I could. "I suppose your okay for an old man ...I dont suppose you have it in you any more Angus. You probably wouldnt last the pace with a young lively woman like me!!! " she challenged. "Thats fighting talk Roz...you would still have THE night of your life!!! you would be screaming for more and more....." and as I said this I slowly took my right hand off the desk and placed it on top of her hand and asked "Do you want to find out Roz or are you just all talk?" "Mmmm...can you wait until I finish here at 5pm and wait till every one has gone home...? Will I ever I thought to myself and casually replied "If you think its worth my time to wait Roz?" Without replying , she turned and started to walk back to the main desk area. Watching her firm butt sway gently as she walked I realised that this was definitely worth the wait!!! Her cheeks seem to work independantly of each other and were beautifully supported by 2 sexy,shapely legs, rounded of nicely with 3 inch black shoes that seemed to suggest her legs went on forever.....This Roz certainly had one incredible body which from our short exchange of words might be available for Angus to feast on ....mmmm nice thoughts that would certainly help fill in the time before closing.. As I tried desperately to concentrate on my sudies, I couldn`t help but keep looking up to see Roz going about her duties behind the desk. Each time it seemed, our eyes met, and she would give me one those lovely sexy smiles of hers. She was certainly toying with me and giving me every encouragement that at 5.00pm she would be spending some time with me. THE LIBRARIAN part2 Eventually it was 5.00pm....the sexual tension and anticipation had built up inside me during the wait and I could feel the butterflies in the pit of my stomach as I watched each person leaving the library. Even though I knew I would have her all to myself in a very short time, I was jealous of each guy who had received a smile from Roz as they left. Silly really....up until 2 hours ago ...she never even existed in my life...now here I was suffering pangs of jealousy at something that happened everyday without my prior knowledge!!! I watched intently as she went about her closing up duties...studying every movement of her body...I was beginning to appreciate what an amazing shape of woman she was. Even within the constraints of her fairly plain librarian clothes, I could see that a very attractive lady was trying to burst out and say..."look at me" As I watched the last person leave, I quickly looked over to Roz to see if I would get one of those smiles that would show me she hadn`t lost the flirtyness that she had 2 hours ago. She cast a glance over to me, smiled and said in a very authoritative voice "Angus can you pull all the blinds, while I lock up." I think thats my answer....she is going to lock up!! ...we are not leaving the building!! ...well not yet anyway...Trying not to appear too enthousiastic, I casually wandered round the library pulling the blinds. I wasnt quite sure what to do after I had completed my task ....so I decided to go and see where Roz had gone. I made my way towards the back of the library and could see Roz with her back to me placing some books back onto the shelves. Deciding to sneak up on her, I tiptoed as quietly as I could until I was directly behind her.....Once again appraising the womanly shape before me, I waited until she was reaching with a book onto the higher shelf and then made my move....I brought my body as close as I could without touching and then placed both my hands on her waist ....Roz was slightly startled by this but made no attempt to remove them. I allowed my fingers to trace a path up the sides of her body over the knitted cardigan until they reached her shoulders. As if transfixed by my actions Roz remained in her position of outstretched arms and motionless. I let my fingers massage her shoulder blades and then around the long elegant neck that was framed by the high blouse collar. This seemed to be the trigger for Roz to regain her composure and she quietly says "Thats very nice Angus but I think you are taking a lot for granted here. " Slightly taken aback I reply "I never take a woman for granted Roz....I just saw a very attractive lady who has had a stressful day at work and would be grateful to have some help unwind!!" With that I continue to ease my fingers into the shoulder blades and revel in the feel of this beautiful woman as she turns round to face me. Being so close I am very aware of her and take in her smell as I lean over and gently kiss her neck...nibbling and licking my way over every inch . Roz was letting out sighs that encouraged me to lift myself away from her neck and with the help of my finger traced my way towards her mouth and planted several teasing kisses full on her lips. She was eager to respond but I wanted the passion to build....so I moved my mouth away and just stood and waited to see what her next move would be...? "I didnt expect you to be so sensual and gentle Angus....but why have you stopped?...I was only teasing about being taken for granted....I am ready to find out if the stories are right about you!!!" questioned and explained Roz. I answered this question with a broad smile which seemed to meet with her approval and with that, Roz took of her glasses and with a few pulls released her hair from it`s tight bun. She shook it hard to make it drop to its full length and then helped this with her fingers pulling through it like a comb. I just stood and marvelled at the transformation as the long brown hair cascaded over her shoulders and down her back. "Do you like my hair Angus?...." Roz inquired. Quickly moving my fingers onto her hair and feeling the softness ...I was thrilled to be stroking her long strands. "I think your hair is so sexy Roz....it feels and looks great." I replied. Taking in the new vision before me had aroused my manhood to push hard against the tightness of my underwear, within the confines of my jeans. I was not the only one to be aware of this predicament as Roz whistled her appreciation of my hardness. "I see he likes what he has seen so far then Angus" Roz teased. "He certainly does Roz...." and before I could finish my sentence she was starting to unbutton her cardigan , button by button... lingering on each one as if this would increase the size of my cock with each one!!!...... when she reached the last one ...she discarded it with a flourish leaving her with her high buttoned up blouse as her protection against my fixed stare. I knew this was my opening to get in on the act....I moved over to her and taking her by the arm I led her to one of the desks so that she could sit on it. I positioned myself between her slightly outstretched legs and placed my hands firmly on her thighs which I could feel were strong beneath the skirt. Easing my hands downwards over her thighs I came to the line between skirt and nylon just above her knees. I was captivated by the change in feel from the cotton skirt to the now soft silky touch of her black nylons. I gripped both nylon thighs and slowly slid my hands back up the thighs ..this time under the skirt ....it wasnt long before I reached another line ..this time the junction between the nylon and the pleasure flesh of her skin. I somehow managed to take my eyes away from her legs and what I was doing to gaze up to her eyes and pretty face. She had closed her eyes and with that sexy smile from before...I knew I was turning her on ..... LIBRARIAN part3 Against my better judgement I decided to cease my leg journey and restart my seduction elsewhere. This was an easy choice as I was fascinated to know what sort of underwear Roz wore under such plain outer clothes. Roz continued to close her eyes as I brought my fingers up the middle over the buttons of her blouse until I reached the top one. I felt my fingers tingle and my whole body tense with excitement as I started to undo the buttons... they were pretty close together and fairly small, so after what seemed an eternity I reached the button level with the top of her bra. I briefly stopped and lightly pulled both sides of her blouse to one side so that I could gaze upon her ample cleavage and the beginnings of her exquisite black silk bra.....MMMM I knew already I was approaching a sight that would blow me away....I continued my travel down her blouse and undid each button with care until I reached the top of her skirt. I tugged and the blouse released itself ...allowing me to finish the remaining buttons. Quickly discarding the blouse this seemed to be the switch for Roz ...she pulled herself up off the table and with surprising strength manoeuvred me into where she had been...on the desk. Roz quickly looked me in the eye with a knowing smile and with more urgency started to unbuckle the belt on my jeans. I was enjoying the fact that she had taken the lead and watched her concentrated expression ...and the sight of her gorgeous hair flowing over her naked shoulders and the amazing view of her cleavage, further heightened the throbbing sensation within my groin!!! The tops of her breasts quivered with every movement as she worked her way onto the top button and then the buttons on my flies....pulling me up from the desk, Roz then slipped my jeans down and off leaving me with my erection almost bursting out of my underwear. I needn`t have worried as she, first stroked him through the material, running her finger the whole length of the shaft and then moved her fingers into the top of the briefs and pulled them over my throbbing cock, releasing him into the open air. Roz allowed herself a whistle of approval and a deep throated mmmm...before placing both hands on him and enjoying the hotness of the large erection. "Wow..Angus ...he is a beauty, so big and thick too...I cant wait to get him into my mouth and taste his entirety especially that lovely large head...mmmm..Roz knows exactly what to do with such a glorious cock.!!" and with that she started to run her tongue over the shaft and then around the large head, with wonderful effect...this was no beginner to the art of oral sex...mmmmm...my cock felt so good as she then started to ease her mouth bit by bit over the top end of my erection and then with each suction she engulfed more and more of my 9" dick into her welcoming orafice. What a wonderful sight to see an expert at work and her bobbing up and down on my pride and joy. With each bob I started to arch myself and help him slide into her pleasing mouth. However enjoyable this was I knew I had to break off as I wanted to save myself for her pussy.....so I leant over and opened the catch on her bra , allowing the straps to fall off, and let it to slide to the floor....Roz immediately put her hands round the large breasts and squeezed them together offering her twin peaks of delight for my perusal...they were a wonderous sight but it was short lived as she trapped the huge erection between her breasts and started to pull hard on it in a piston fashion. It was a lovely feeling which was increased by watching how expertly she went about her skillful actions....mmmm wow ....I knew I wouldnt be able to take too much of this so I broke away and urgently found my way to the catch and zip of her skirt and let it fall beside the rest of our clothes. Briefly taking in the view of of her matching black silk panties and the black stockings and suspender belt I almost ripped off her panties in my eagerness to so her lovely brown bush and pussy. As soon as I had removed them, I lifted Roz onto my shoulder and took her over to the main desk, patting her nice large rump on the way....Almost from the minute I had seen her, I knew I just had to have her on top of the main reception desk.... As I dropped her onto the desk top, I cleared away some books and pens and some leaflets with a swooping action, scattering them all over the floor. I immediately climbed up onto the desk and as Roz brought her legs up, I slid in between them and lay on top of her and with her right hand Roz helped ease my raging stiffie into her love box which was moist and welcoming....mmmm as I pushed hard and deep into the depths of her pussy, Roz responded by squeezing hard with her vaginal muscles with each thrust that I made. She also gripped her strong thighs around my body and started to dig her fingers into my back as her moans of pleasure became more audible with every push I made. Trying to make myself last as long as possible I slowed down the tempo and Roz took this as a cue to roll us over and she was now sitting on top of me. The desk top felt hard underneath my body, but this disappeared into oblivion when I saw Roz breasts jiggling and the whole contours of her body for me to feast on. She really was in good shape and her erect nipples were aching for me to touch them as she drove hard up and down on my cock. "mmm Angus ..he feels fantastic in there....I`m sure he is touching every nerve end in my body and that he is digging into my ribcage.....you have a lovely touch on my breasts ...they are so sensitive and the nipples really respond to your fingers." Roz enthused with a breathless voice. "You look great up there Roz....and your body is wasted everyday hidden away in that so called uniform of yours...!!!" "I dress completely different in the evenings Angus...thats when Raunchy Roz comes out to play..." she chuckled. "Well Raunchy Roz....I want to finish this with a doggy style .....lets go back to the original desk and lean over it for me..." I almost ordered "Happy to oblige Angus...I want to feel him really fuck me!!!" As I watched her nice butt head towards the desk I couldnt help but smile at the use of her words ...the librarian of a few hours ago ...saying fuck me ... Well here he comes as I slid in close behind her and thrust as hard as I could muster and then built up a real slapping pace against her fleshy bot. I used the opportunity to once again come to grips with her fabulous tits as I was nearing what seemed an incredible tightening of every muscle and nerve in my body. I knew I was going to literally explode with every fibre of my being as I listened to Roz breathing really deeply and quickly ...."I`M ALMOST THERE ROZ!!!!" I shouted ...."Keep it going 30 secods more Angus and then we can come together." Roz managed to reply......ohh god....Angus think of something....soccer teams /who is going to win the Ashes next year....got to take my mind off it .....ahhhhh its building......."I`m coming Rozzzzzzzzzzzzz...." ohhhhh wowowowowow.....as I shot huge volumes of my creamy white liquid deep into Roz`s body... and as I was spurting each load I knew that Roz had found heaven too.....she screamed out in sheer pleasure as an orgasm ripped through her....... I could feel our juices mingle and slide out over my moist cock and down over my rock solid balls...breathless with the action we both just sort of flopped together onto the desk and tried desperately to regain our correct breathing and composure......"ohhh Angus....that was sensational.....mmmmm.....I want some more ....and more ...and more..." Roz gasped. "Gives a chance Roz......I`m not a young man anymore...but I can guarantee that will not be the last!!! " I exclaimed. The Librarian He was a librarian. Not a very common profession for a young man, but he didn't mind it too much. It was a relaxing job for a second year grad student who needed to eat and pay bills. He was able to work, study, and make a modest living all at the same time, the only real shame about this job is how much of his free time it took up. The librarian pushed his hands through his brown hair and sighed as he surveyed the library. It was about fifteen minutes to close and there wasn't a single person in. Days like this bothered him... he couldn't close early but he doubted seriously whether anyone else would come in for the day. He closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, just waiting for the day to be over so he could head back to his apartment and... "Do what?" he thought, "keep working on school stuff I suppose, it isn't as though I have anything to do." He must have gotten a bit lost in his thoughts because he didn't hear the door to the library open. He was brought back to reality by the ring of the "help-bell" a foot and half in front of him on his desk. His eyes opened quickly, startled by the bell, to see a young woman in front of him, staring at him with a very slight smile playing across her lips. The librarian was momentarily stunned by her presence. She must have been new to the University, at this point he had seen everyone there was to see, but she couldn't have been any younger than himself. She was shorter than himself, maybe five foot four; her hair was dark, and her skin was deep and dark as well. She was quite pretty, but it was her eyes that caught him. Her eyes were dark and deep, and their color couldn't quite be seen. The poor librarian wasn't easily caught up like this... but he didn't stand a chance. The young woman's slight smile twitched slightly, and her eyes became a little more knowing. "I am working on some research for class. I know that the library is closing soon, so rather than waste time trying to learn a new system when I only have a few minuets, I figured that you could help me instead," for some reason, her voice was... playful. The librarian noticed that her eyes traveled once or twice over him while she talked, once again coming to rest on his face. "So," she continued "I will just go and find a computer and I will see you soon." She leaned in, and rung the bell one more time simply because she could, and turned towards the line of computers facing the long windowed wall of the library. This proved to be quite a nice view itself. The librarian finally was able to notice what she was wearing. The outfit was simple, a brown top that left her shoulders bare, and a pair of jeans... but the effect on her backside was tremendous... "I am one lonely man..." he thought. He began to think back to the last time he was with anyone... "St. Patricks' day... so seven months ago... well that's just a great thought." He pushed the thought from his mind, he was a professional after all and this wasn't a great time to get lost in any kind of day dreams about this person. Why is it then that he had the sneaking suspicion that she... had plans. Putting his thoughts back together he came out from his desk and made his way to the young woman sitting in a chair in front of the computer. By her side, he asked her quietly "What can I do to help you?" She turned in her chair to look at him, the same small playful smile on her lips. "Well," she started "I am going to need your help showing me how to use the databases here. I am sure I can do the research on my own, but I am unfamiliar with how the system works." She touched a necklace that she had around her neck, playing with it absentmindedly, she continued "so I am going to need a demonstration from you." It wasn't a question, it was a demand. Her speech was very quiet (it was a library after all) and if forced the librarian to move closer to her so he could hear. Despite himself, he felt his heart beat quicken and something twitch between his legs. If the young woman noticed, she certainly didn't say anything. She simply continued to smile, play with her necklace, and stare at the librarian with her deep eyes. The librarian swallowed, and smiled in return. "I aim to please." Was all he said. He watched her eyes light up and her smile became a full for the first time. The librarian finally caught on to the game... He leaned over her slightly to take the mouse in his hand, she didn't make much of an effort to give him room and they touched for the first time. Suddenly, the tension was palpable, and they both gasped very slightly. The librarian turned to look at the young woman briefly. Her eyes were bright, and her lips parted slightly, but that was all. He renewed his smile and turned back to the computer. Now that he was in on the game, the librarian began to play, repositioning himself so that he was behind the sitting woman, leaning over her slightly, mouse in hand. Her head was inches away from his. He began his demonstration. True to her request, the librarian quietly explained how to use each part of the internet databases the library offered. He showed her where to access the library catalogue, and where any special services could be found in the library all the while behind her and dangerously close to her neck and lips. To her credit, the young woman was very talented at this game and despite her own increasing heart rate and arousal, asked questions and continued on as if this were truly library business. The ante started to be raised.. the brushes against one another became more frequent and more lingering, the breaths became sharper and shorter. The librarian marveled at the effect this woman was having on him, but this was the game, and he refused to lose. Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on the point of view) the woman was stubborn and very good at this game herself.. but she was weakening.. a creeping blush began to form starting at the base of her chest and traveling up her neck. The librarian smiled to himself, and finished with his demonstration.. "Can I help you with anything else this evening?" The question was very soft (it was a library after all) and very close to the woman's ear. Despite herself, she shuddered. The woman turned her head to the librarian's staring him in the eye, unblinking, lips parted. She asked "shouldn't you lock up? I think it is time to close..." her right hand began to wander up to her necklace again.. she continued "I just need to..." The librarian cut her off with a kiss. The woman let out a slight groan and grabbed for the librarian's shirt... The Librarian pulled away with a great effort, the woman let out a second groan of frustration.. he was shocked at how much he throbbed... he was throbbing. "let me lock up" he said his voice very low and husky. He moved quickly towards the doors, fumbling with the keys to lock up. Upon completion he turned to find her behind him, a very wicked smile on her lips, and panting slightly. He moved towards her almost as if he were a hunter "I think I won, my lady" he said.. she laughed for the first time and responded "No no, my good sir. I think I won here." She grabbed his arm and pulled him to her.. The Librarian picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, lips mashed together... through the haze of his arousal he realized that he had been hunted by this young woman. The thought almost made him want to stop just to punish her... which made him think of all sorts of other much more devilish ideas... The young woman moved away from his lips and started to kiss and bite his neck and ear. It caused a growl to escape his lips which made the woman moan with some delight.. "Oh yes, my good sir," she said in between nibbles "I absolutely won here". Shifting her a little, she let out another little noise in delight when the librarian through her over his shoulder and began to take her downstairs into the basement of the Library. This wicked woman was making it harder and harder for him to think like a man... and he began to cross into animal territory. He only had one thing on his mind now, and all of his more devilish ideas would have to come later. He opened the door to his office, crossed in and tossed her on his office desk, her incredible backside making a lovely smacking sound on the hard wood. It was there that he ravaged her. He started with her brown top, barely restraining himself from ripping it off of her body and instead pulling it over her head. He growled very appreciatively at bra clasped breasts, and started to kiss and nibble her chest. She was panting and moaning now, urging the librarian on, thrusting herself up against him. She kicked her shoes off in the fray and began to work the librarian's shirt over his head, he broke his kisses and bites long enough to help her work it off. She ran her hands all over his chest hungrily and gave another groan of delight. Growling again, the librarian began to work on the woman's jeans, struggling slightly, but finally taking them off to reveal the most glorious and bare backside the Librarian had ever seen. It took him a few seconds to realize that she wasn't wearing any panties and her beautiful pussy was glistening. The man was able to surface over the animal long enough to look at her and say "You are a schemer, you had a plan didn't you?" The woman only laughed again and grabbed the Librarian's hand to guide it to her aching pussy... He held out against her hand, denying her pleasure.. She wasn't pleased at all by this slight turn of events, but The Librarian began to develop a plan of his own... "No, no, no, my lady." He said his voice still deep, husky, and now dangerous. "What makes you think that I am done with my fun?" He turned her over on his desk, her legs on the ground and her wonderful ass in the air facing him. The Librarian's wide right hand raised, and smacked down on her right butt cheek, leaving a red mark, and causing a curious mixture of a moan and a yelp to escape the woman's lips. The Librarian, with his own wicked smile, began to spank the young woman until her legs trembled and she began to literally drip with arousal onto the floor of his office... "Oh please... sir... please touch me, fuck me, anything... I ..." She could barely get it out, she shook with need. One hand grasped her necklace and the other the desk, both for support. Deciding that she had enough, the Librarian gladly submitted to the animal in him again, and began to undue the belt on his pants...The sound of the metal buckle being undone caused the young woman to groan again "finally..." she exclaimed With his pants finally off, his dick sprang free. It continued to throb and was harder than steel.. He guided himself to the soaking young woman... running it lightly at first over her red and tender ass, teasing the outside of her pussy, just enjoying the feeling of her and the sounds of her frustration not quite being relieved. With his hands holding her onto his desk she couldn't wriggle her way closer to what she wanted...Poor girl... Finally, when he was done with his own frustration, he slowly slid himself as deep as he could into her wanting pussy... Her moan was equally as slow and long... almost guttural, in the back of her throat. The feel of her around him caused his own moan to escape his lips.. It had been far too long, for both of them. He began to thrust, with her over his desk her legs trembling, her ass tender, her lips, neck, and breasts riddled with kisses and bites, and of course her pussy aching and soaking...and she wanted more.. He gave her more, he gave her all of his frustration, over being too busy, working too much, studying too hard. He gave her every single bit of his own desire to be touched and to touch, to fuck, to bite, to spank, to dominate, to feel. And she soaked it up like a sponge. They were loud and they were animals and they didn't care. Until finally, they both came together, more hard, and more complete than they had both ever experienced. The young woman leaned up and against the Librarian, eyes closed, panting, and smiling... they both sunk to the floor of his office together, laying together, pleasantly numb and very, very relaxed. After a few minuets, the young woman looked up at the librarian and kissed him once... "when do you work again?" She asked, her hand traveling down his stomach finding his dick which was beginning to come to attention again... The Librarian I like working the late nights at the library, it's quiet and there are fewer and more interesting people. Most nights it's students trying to cramming information into their brains for a test the next morning, or desperately working on an essay that needs to be turned in by midnight. Although some nights the people are much more interesting, and tonight is one of those nights. There's usually a group of people who come in about now and sit and work quietly on their laptops together, a sweet looking computer geeky guy, a young lady who seems to be some sort of theater major or something, always working on plays, or researching new scripts, and this really interesting kind of butch-y looking chick who I catch looking my way just a bit more often than she really should. I always wonder if she's interested in women or not, she sure looks like your typical dyke, but she always seems to come in with the same guy. You can never really judge people just by their looks anyway, and she plays it cool when she does check people out, but she's always watching people whenever she's in, like they interest her in some way beyond just being other students. I watch them too, but because I'm walking around so much they don't notice me watching them like I notice her watching me, They do appear to be just really good friends, and she does check out the other women that come in, but in a very sly, yet confidant way. Always watching nonetheless, almost like a wolf keeping an eye out for prey. Tonight though, she's alone. She's working on the computer, yet texting someone on her phone at the same time, I wonder if she's going to make plans with her friends and leave soon, or stay until closing time. I was in an unusually girlie mood when I got ready for work tonight, probably a result of not having gotten any sex in months, I haven't really had anybody interesting to be with and in an offhand way I suppose I've been looking for a new toy. Maybe that kind of influenced why I dressed the way I did tonight. I wore my nice hip-hugging black office skirt and a tight little blouse with the top button undone tonight. Black nylons and a little bit of makeup and some sexy, yet comfortable heels and I put my hair up. I never think it looks good up, but many people comment when I put it up, and I know it really shows off my long, pale neck. I guess some people find that really alluring. There are very few people in here tonight and as I move around the room doing my tasks I can see her watching me. She tries to be cool about it, but I can see the hint of interest and desire on her face and in the way she watches me. I move around, back into her field of view and 'drop' a book so that I can bend over to pick it up, of course making a point to be facing away with my nicely outlined ass aligned straight to her eyes, and to bend from the waist so that it really shows off my legs and firm butt. I retrieve the book and get it re-shelved and glance her direction as she quickly looks back at her phone, smiling to herself, or perhaps at a text. Or is it at me? I'll have to try something else before I can figure it out, but for right now there are still too many people in here so I go back to the check-out desk. The cool thing about being up here though is that since there are several computers I can adjust one of the unused monitors so that I can watch her in the reflection from where I sit. Whenever she thinks I'm busy I can see her watching me intently. Occasionally I catch her and smile at her but she tries to look all cool and pretend she wasn't looking at me, but I can see her and she doesn't know that. My feet are getting tired of the heels, so I pull up one of the high stools we have behind the desk and slide myself onto it, crossing my legs high enough that I know she can see plenty of leg and just a peek of thigh as my skirt slides up when I sit like this. Then I just sit back, look busy, and enjoy watching her gaze at my longs legs. Doesn't take long at all for her to notice either, and her mood has shifted, she's no longer checking her phone, and has shut the laptop. I hope that doesn't mean she's leaving though because the library closes in about 20 minutes and I'm kind of hoping she's still here at close, no one has shown this kind of genuine interest in me in a long time. I watch her, reflected in the spare monitor, watching me for a bit and yes, she's definitely got some sort of interest in me. She's just kind of sitting there contentedly, watching me work and smiling in that sly, confidant way I've seen so many times before. I have no idea still if her interest is just friendly, or if indeed she might be bi or gay and actually interested in me that way. I guess I'll have to do a bit more 'research' then won't I? I grab some books to re-shelved and move off to through the rows of shelves; I can feel her eyes on me as I go. Once I'm back where she can't see me I undo one more button on the blouse, exposing my fair breasts just a bit more and readjust the girls so that my cleavage is more evident thorough the open blouse top. I move back into her sight and file some books onto a random shelve, I'll have to retrieve them tomorrow and put them where they really go, but hearing her suck in her breath when I bent down to reach the bottom shelve was worth it. Not so cool and sly now is she? I glance over her way and smile again as I move away, and this time she smiles back and tips her hat just a bit as if to say 'how you doing lady'. It's a sweet gesture, coy, yet still showing interest and respect all at the same time. I like it, and smile to myself as I finish putting the rest of the books away. Maybe this will turn into some fun after all. As I move back up to the desk I notice that there are very few people left in the building now, and I glance at the clock above me desk. Ten minutes to closing time. Usually I announce that over the speaker system, but tonight I think I just may go remind people in person. I wander over to one of the remaining table of students and let them know and they promptly pack up their laptops and books and move to the doors, talking quietly amongst themselves as they go. I move over towards Ms Sly Dykes table and she looks up as I get near, should I lean over from the far side so she can see my slightly exposed breasts, or go to her side? I decide to come in from the side, and lean over just a bit as I speak to her, placing one hand on the table to steady myself, she looks up at me as I do. "Library's closing soon hon, if you're still here when I lock the doors you'll get put to work." She smiles sweetly and says "As you wish." and continues to smile. I recognize the line from 'Princess Bride' and smile back, "I'm serious though, if you stay there are plenty of things that need doing before I can get out of here and grab a beer or something, and I really need that beer." As I straighten back up she touches my hand lightly, smiles that coy, confidant smile that I recognize so well, and quietly says it again "As you wish". I almost dash over to the last table to let them know and they see me coming, nod at me, and begin wordlessly putting their notes away and place their books back on the cart for me to re-shelf. I wonder if she saw the skip in my step as I went. I smile at the idea of maybe having some extra help (and possibly some fun) and push the cart back up to the front. Grabbing the keys from the desk I make a point to look at the clock and wave them in her direction as I head for the back of the room to make sure everyone is out. She's put her stuff away, but has made no move to leave, just sitting contentedly, hands crossed over her ample chest, watching me as I go about the closing up routine. My mind wanders to thoughts of that ample chest, gloriously large breasts that look like they could use my kind of loving, just a bit rough, a bit in control, but still gentle enough so as not to be the way that men often are with girls. Mmm, but I must finish my last check for people before I can even go back up and see if she stayed. I hurry along the back wall, peeking through the rows of bookshelves to see if I can spot her still sitting there. My heart plunges as I notice the table is now empty and I pout just a little in defeat, oh well, it will be a well-deserved beer tonight and then another night home alone with my personal toys then. I swing out to the side hall to quickly check the restrooms and then continue up towards the front desks. I'm moving slower and have my head down in defeat and almost crash into a body right in front of the shelving cart! A firm hand reaches to steady me, and a low but sultry voice asks "You alright darling?" I look up and she's there, smiling at me. "You said if I stayed you'd put me to work, that offer still good?" I swallow hard and quickly grab some books from the cart, "Sure, you know what you're doing, or would you like me to show you?" I ask. "I know, but I'd rather stick by you" she says with a smile, taking the books from my hand and lightly touching my arm again. "My name's JaamE." I stammer. "I know" she replies, with that cool grin, "I've been watching you for quite a while." I step back to size her up and she does the same to me, glancing down the length of my body to my silky legs and back up to my nervous smile. "My name's Anne, and I don't bite" she says, and moves to start putting books back on the shelves. I grab a few myself and move beside her to do the same. "I know you've been watching me, but why?" I ask. She shrugs, "You interest me." and puts another book up. "Well you interest me too." I smile at her. " I know." she says, and lightly touches my waist as she moves around me to put another book up. "I figured if I could help you get out of here sooner maybe we could share that beer and get to know each other a little, since it seems we've both been watching each other." "Ok, well, I have this cart and one more to do, and then I can go, I kind of kept ahead of it so I wouldn't have to stay long" I answer, and touch her lightly on the shoulder as I move away to grab the cart. "Cool." she says, and puts her hand over mine on the cart handle, "I know a quiet place where we can get a beer when we're done here, unless of course you'd rather stay." She smiles sweetly and moves just a bit closer, sliding her other hand around my waist. I look down shyly and then back up at her sly smile, letting my eyes linger just a moment on her beautiful lips. She takes that as an invitation and leans down towards me, drawing me closer. "May I kiss you?" she asks. "Oh hell yes" I think, as I lean in towards her and lower my lips to hers. For such a butch looking chick her kiss is so soft and gentle, with just the slight hint of heat as she nips at my lower lip with her own as she pulls away. She smiles up at me mischievously and moves away again to grab another book. I sigh and do the same, brushing my breasts against her back as I move towards the shelves. She stifles a gasp and instead just sighs. We shelve books in silence for a few minutes, exchanging light touches and intriguing smiles as we work. "I liked that kiss." I finally say, and she nods knowingly. "I could tell." "Do I get another?" I ask. "As You Wish" she smiles, leaning her weight into me and gently pushing me against the tall shelf of books. Her hand slides around to lightly cup the curve of my ass through my skirt and her tongue darts lightly against my lips. I sigh and relax into her arms as the lovely sensations move through my body. My lips part of their own volition and her tongue moves in to tease my own. My body presses itself harder against hers and my own tongue answers back. She enjoys this for a few minutes, teasing me as much as I do her, and finally shifts her weight away from my body and leans back to look into my eyes and breathe gently on my wet lips. "We're never going to make that beer at this rate." she chuckles, and It's my turn to sigh. She lightly tosses an arm around my waist, and grabbing the cart with the other, starts to move towards the front of the library with me. Still smiling in that confidant way. We reach the front, with just a few books remaining in the cart and she pushes it around behind my desk "Let the morning shift deal with it." she says, and folds me into her arms for a soft, lingering hug. "Oh yeah?" I cock my eyebrow at her. "Yeah." she replies, tilting her lips up to mine again. Such sweet, sexy kisses. Soft and delicate, yet firm and commanding. She seems like a woman who is used to loving women, knowing what they want and desire, and taking enjoyment in giving it to them. "What about that beer, and getting to know each other better?" I ask during a break in the kisses. "We seem to be doing ok." she answers, smiling at me and leaning back to look me over again. "What do you want to know?" she asks. I love the look in her eyes, part adoration, part lust, part need. Just the mix that really turns me on. I smile back at her and look her up and down again. "I'm not sure any more." I answer, leaning down to brush my lips against hers again, "It seems like I've known you forever already." She smiles broadly and kisses me back, "I know what you mean." she says, "I feel a connection too." We stand in silence for a bit, forehead to forehead, just gazing into each others eyes. Finally she speaks, "So, you still want that beer, or you want to stay here a bit longer?" "I'm ok here now." I answer, "There are no surveillance cameras, in case you were wondering." I offer, cocking an eyebrow and enjoying the almost inaudible gasp and the long pause before she reacts. In one swift move she wraps her arms around me, slides them down under the curve of my ass and deftly swoops me up and deposits me onto the check-out counter. Now it's my turn to gasp; only mine is obviously more audible, because she smiles broadly and slides her hand up under my skirt onto my thigh while leaning over to flick her tongue against my lips. "Is this ok?" she asks, as if I'd say no. But it's such a sweet thing, to ask my permission to touch me. "Mmmm." I mumble into her kiss and feel her smile against my lips, she kisses me lightly and smiles again as I try to lean into the kiss to deepen it. Slowly the hand inches closer, every time I move to deepen those hot kisses. It's killing me; I want her touch so badly. I swear she can sense that, because her hand stops just short of my lacy thong and she leans back to look me over again. I must look a sight, cheeks flushed, eyes half glazed and lips parted with longing. Leaning back slightly on my hands sitting the counter, I'm half under her spell already. "What do you want from me?" I ask, as she continues surveying me. "Well, I'm the kind of woman who likes to give more than receive most of the time, and I've wanted to give your body some loving for a long time. So why don't we start there and see what else evolves if you so desire? Otherwise I can stop now and just walk away, but with the way you smell and how much I already want you, I'm not sure I'd be able to walk away that easily after many more of these kisses." She licks her lips and keeps looking me over as I try and think with my lust-addled brain. "I really like your touch" I reply. "Do you want more of it?" She asks, breathing lightly on my neck. I shallow hard and nod, "Yes" I whisper, trying to lean forward again. A low growl escapes her throat and those powerful arms wrap around me yet again, deftly pulling me to the very edge of the counter top as those lips nip my neck with a hidden fierceness. One hand behind my waist, pulling me against her, the other back on my thigh, this time bared when the skirt rode up as she pulled me to the edge of the counter. Fingers brushing against my bush as she fumbles to try and hook her fingers into the band to remove them. It's my turn to make noise now, as I feel her still fumbling with them, her other hand slipping inside my blouse to roll my nipple between her adept fingers. Although I'm sure in my feeble attempt at being in control of my own body I'm sure it's half lady-like moan and half primal growl, very similar to her own. Still holding me tightly around the waist she manages to get my breast out of the blouse and dips her head down to lick my throbbing nipple. I suck in my breath sharply and feel her smile. She pauses to glance up at me again and then slowly, with a lustful look on her face, lowers her gaze again and sucks it deep into her mouth, drawing hard on it while flicking her tongue across the tip. A gasp escapes my lips, and once again I can feel her smile. For now she seems to have forgotten about removing my thong, her fingers still hooked over the edge, but eyes glazed as she looks up at me from my breast, still tormenting my nipple with her tongue. She locks eyes with me and I can see the need, the sheer lust in her soul, the desire to have my fully and completely and to enjoy every minute of it. Shivers run the length of my whole body and my hips start moving closer to the edge of the counter, closer to her. She growls deep in her throat and goes right back to pleasuring my body with those lips. Everything feels so nice, so incredible. She's all I want right now. Everything I need, all wrapped up into one delicious woman. My movements and moans seem to pull her back from her daze and her eyes focus once again on me. "Do you want me?" she asks breathlessly. I swallow hard and nod. A finger flicks across one nipple as she asks, smiling. "Do you want all of me?" "Do you want me to lick you There?", her voice now husky with need. Eyes locked with mine, she asks again "Do you want me? You're going to need to say it before I'll move." I try to put on a sly face but she flicks that tongue across my nipple again, briefly drawing it hard into her mouth and a shudder of pleasure slams through my body. I throw my head back and gasp loudly and the lips on my breast curl into that familiar smile. The hands however, slowly unbutton my blouse the rest of the way and untuck it from my skirt, the wolf-like gaze never leaves my face. The look on her face tells me she's serious about needing me to ask before she'll give me more but I'm trying to play it cool, trying hard to make her want me enough to bend that rule. The lips move to my other nipple now, one breast being suckled hard, the other being teased with those amazing fingertips. The fingers that I'd much rather have elsewhere. Why do I need to try and play hard-to-get now? It's so obvious to both of us what we want. More shockwaves of pleasure surge through my body, and I shift the weight off one hand and try to move hers from my breast back to the now-abandoned thong. She smiles, but resists, shaking her head at me and smiling with my nipple still firmly in her mouth. I frown and she nips my breast slightly, the jolt nearly knocks me off the counter. Once I regain my bearing I look down at her, giving me that Miss Sly Dyke smile again, just taking in my reaction and waiting. Still waiting. My breathing still ragged and face still flushed, I try again to move her hand and again she pushes my hand away. Only this time she leans back away from me, standing upright in front of me and looking me right in the eyes again. One hand on her hips, the other just ever so lightly caressing my lower back. I shut my eyes again, hoping she'll resume her ministrations but only the light stroking of my back continues. I open them again, still there's still a wolf looking for prey, waiting. "Please" I whisper. "Please what?" she asks me back, voice silky smooth and cool now. "What would my little Librarian like for me to check out tonight?" "Me?" I ask hopefully. She smiles. "I told you you'd have to ask me if you wanted more of me" she smirks. "Are you finally tired of waiting?" The Librarian I calm my breathing and straight-face reply "Nope." She leans down to swipe that glorious tongue over one nipple and then leans back, laughing. "I suppose we should go get that beer then" she says, the smile never leaving her face. I bite my lip and try to lean forward to kiss her. "Nope" she says, "Tell me what you want from me." I sigh and venture, in a quiet voice, "I want your kisses, I want you". Finally she lets me lean forward into a nice, sweet kiss. Pure bliss, but as soon as I try and deepen the kiss, she moves back away from me again. "Please," I whimper, "Please can't I have you? You can tell I want you, I know you can". She smirks against my waiting lips and slowly hooks her finger over the edge of my now very wet thong again. "What do you want my Little Librarian?" she asks again. I shudder and suck in a sharp breath, but she moves no further. "What do you want?" she asks again, still with that hungry look in her eyes. "I want you, I want you to taste me, to lick me clean and make me cum all over you." I finally break down and beg of her. "Please?" With a mighty growl from way down inside of her she strips me of my thong, dropping swiftly to her knees in front of me as she does so. Fingers raking the insides of my thighs, her lips descend onto mine and I let out a growl of my own, mixed with a bit of a yelp, as the sensation rips through my body. Her tongue heads right to my throbbing clit, dancing circles around it before finally settling flat against it, her amazing mouth suckling gently at my bud. My hips arch of their own volition, raising my ass further up off the counter with each wave of pleasure. Noticing this, she slides her hands under me and wraps my legs around her broad neck, supporting my weight as I start to lose myself to her talents. My eyes shut tight, teeth clenched and head thrown back I'm so totally lost to what's going on, the only thing I notice is the intense waves of pleasure reverberating through my very soul. I hardly even notice the first orgasm as it slams through me. My body lets loose with everything it's got, thighs tightening around her head and my juices exploding everywhere. She takes it all in, tightening her grip on my ass and making sure I don't lose my balance as she slurps up every drop I have to offer. As my body stops shuddering so intensely I can feel her smile as she still tenderly licks at my lower lips, sweet and gentle once again, letting me come down slowly until I regain my senses and open my eyes to look at her. She smiles and leans up to kiss me gently, tongue just barely touching mine as she does. Noticing my smile she shifts her hands out from underneath me and moves them to my thighs declaring "I'm still hungry". The look of surprise on my face amuses her. "I told you I liked giving." she reminds me, "Now let me give, I want to make you cum again, I want to feel your juices all over me this next time." "I'm not sure I can cum again." I start to say, but am cut off as she once again drops to her knees in front of the counter, settling in between my thighs again with a big grin on her face. This time though she just kind of sits there, slowly stroking my inner thigh and lightly breathing on my sensitive lady parts. Then ever so slowly, her fingertip moves closer and closer to my inner lips, lightly touching and stroking as it goes. Such a delicate touch that even though I barely feel it, it sends shivers coursing up my body from my hips and my body begins to wake up, warming under her gentle touch. Slowly inching closer, touching here and there, I can feel her breath, feel it quicken as my body begins to move on its own. Sensing this, she stops for a moment, waiting, breathing in my scent while the deprivation of sensory input starts making me want it even more. I squirm, and she slowly strokes up my slit, lightly flicking my clit as she reaches the top. Then back down again, slowly sliding just her fingertip inside of me and then removing it to bring it to her lips and lick it clean. I sigh and wait for her touch to return, my eyes shut with longing and lust. Her touch is so gentle, yet so intense, I can tell she;s enjoying taking her time, watching my reactions and teasing me with her touch. Then finally she slips her fingers fully inside of me and my hips rise up to meet her touch. Waves of wonderful sensations course through me as her fingers fill my pussy. Her other hand moves to push me flat onto the counter and hold my hips down and then lightly tease my clit as she slowly starts working inside me. Fingers stretching and curling to hit that special spot inside that just drives me nuts. Every time I start to feel my orgasm build she slows her movements, and even though it's incredibly maddening the way that it's making things more and more intense is just amazing. I never thought that I could want someone and something, so damn much and yet be so satisfied with not quite getting it. I moan in frustration and try to arch my hips again and I can't tell if it's out of sympathy and compassion or that odd animalistic need of hers that she quickens her movements. Briskly accelerating her assault on my shivering pussy. Holding me still and pumping her fingers deep inside of me, first one, now three at the same time. Still on her knees, just watching my pussy quiver as I lay spread out on the checkout counter in front of her. There must be some thrill to it for her, some feeling inside of her that she enjoys. Watching me, hearing me, knowing that I'm lost to the sensations that she's creating in my body. I'm unaware of much more than that, the feelings coming from inside and outside of my body. Unaware of how I must look, of even the noises and movements that I make as she fucks me. I'm not hearing the low growl forming in the back of her throat as my pussy muscles start to bear down on her fingers, of the visible shivers running through her body as she notices my body tense and my breathing go all ragged. My eyes are shut and I am simply one with the overwhelming sensations taking over me. As I reach my peak I'm totally unaware of her own body convulsing with sensations, of her breath on my thigh becoming heavy and irregular as she watches my pussy clench around her. Unaware of the earsplitting growl that splits the air as my juices spray all over her hands, her arm, her shirt. She just keeps growling and working me, not letting me rest, orgasm after orgasm surging through me as she pumps me with her fingers. I keep cumming harder and harder, my juices splashing her, the counter, her feet as I do. So much sensation, so intense that I swear I can feel myself leaving my body with the last one. Next thing I know I'm lying on the floor next to her, her arm around me, stroking my hair. Her lips smiling down at my in adoration as I slowly return to my senses. I struggle to sit up and she just pulls me closer. "It's ok love, we can get that beer some other time. Right now you need to rest up. I told you I was going to give to you. Did you enjoy yourself?" I nod, and she smiles that confidant, sly smile I've some to know so well. "Good" is all she says, "Good". The Librarian I was serving in the army and went into a small library on a military base years ago, I must have been about 22 and dressed in short running shorts and honestly accidentally flashed the librarian as I crouched to look at a book. We were the only two in the small library and she came up to ask if I needed a hand. She was way older than me but gorgeous with big boobs and I got a little flustered as she stood there as my cock just went hard in a bout 10 seconds. It started poking out uncontrollably and far too obviously. It was like trying to hide a pole in a tent, not easy! It was quickly too obvious and eventually I had to cover things up and go and she clearly loved it. I was very flustered by the experience and had definitely decided never to go in that place again when guess who I bumped into at the NAAFI shop just the following week, yes, herself with all smiles and a warm welcoming voice. All she actually said was "I hope to see you back in the library again, Wednesday afternoons are very quiet"! Well that was the invitation I was not expecting and Wednesday's were sports afternoons so everyone went off to play football or whatever they did and no one went to the library for sure..... so I did. I went in (in the same shorts) and could not control my cock as it was already trying to bust through in anticipation. I walked in the door being very clever carrying my running jacket to hide my bulge. As soon as she saw me she came straight over and welcomed me, glanced at my shorts and said "no sports this afternoon"? I stammered nooo and as quick as a flash she had taken my jacket and walked across to hang it on the coat stand!!! Crap I thought, so I sat on a small stool near some books and pretended to be interested in them. Sitting down was a double edged sword as it pushed the head of my cock out of the shorts but if I clamped my legs together she wouldn't see it so that's what I did. She came straight over and said, no what can we do for your interests today.... she was wearing a buttoned blouse which I suddenly noticed was not buttoned correctly and I am sure she must have just done that as she walked to the coat stand and a not very long skirt. So, imagine the scene, she is now perched on a stool opposite and far too near me, legs not shut half as tight as mine and she is chatting to me and clearly watching my shorts every so often. So, just when you think you are winning the most embarrassing thing happens. She just says "oops", two seconds my dear and gets up, goes to the side and gets a handful of tissues, comes straight back and says, "we seem to be leaking on the floor"!!! To my horror, my precum had oozed out of my cock and had dribbled on the floor. She sat on her stool, leaned forward and just dabbed it up... she honestly never batted an eyelid and yet I was totally speechless! I stammered out an apology but she just interrupted by pulling me up by the hand and walked me across the room with my cock now swaying around like a flagpole in a storm. We get to the end row of books and calmly said let's see if I can help stop that leak. She then popped down on her knees, gently took my hard and slippery cock and sucked me off. Let me see, oh yes I lasted all of about 30 seconds, seriously that was that. I just let loose a huge load of cum which spilled out her mouth and on to the floor. She went across licking her lips, got more tissues and came back, mopped up the cum and them wiped me clean and said, now that's sport. She then casually says, may see you next Wednesday if you're not too busy, and we'll see what else interests you in the library. Now I always heard tell that books were the source of all knowledge but I sure was educated in that library a few times. Ever since way back then I have enjoyed letting my bits show "accidentally" whenever I can. Hope that hit the mark x The Librarian Sometimes it can feel a bit awkward after a such passion ...but we both felt so comfortable with each other ....we were happy to stay naked and wait for the next surge of passion to run through my body.....With Roz`s expertise at oral sex ....I knew that wouldn`t be long!!! The Librarian "But I don't want you fucking these men!" "Then give up your bitches Albert. It's as simple as that." "B-but, I'm a man, I'm not suppose to be faithful like you are to be." "Let me get this straight, I'm suppose to be faithful, while you fuck everything in site?" "Yes Eve. That's the way is suppose to be, but now you fucked it up." he spat, as he tried to get up. The pain from his freshly fucked ass blazed across his face. "How's your ass Albert?" Evelyn asked, narrowing her eyes. His jaw dropped in shock as he was reminded about what happened, "Now you listen to me Albert, things are going to change. You do what you want to do, and I'll do the same. I strongly suggest you don't fuck with me because I have your ass and I mean that literally." She picked up the discarded dildo, streaks of his dried blood had started to dry as she walked off the stage. Three months later.... Things have changed dramatically since Halloween. True to my word, I took care of everything for Louise. Albert had tried to come back to work as the pompous asshole he had always been, trying to make our lives a living hell. Two days later, I had Bishop drop off a package for Albert at the library. As soon as he set eyes on Bishop, Albert began sweating. Opening the box, Albert cried as he looked at pictures of Mykol riding him. At the time, he didn't know that she had pulled out her cock and was stroking it as she rode him. But the pictures spoke volumes, showing him with his head thrown back in ecstasy as Mykol stroked her cock. And as if the pictures weren't enough, the stained dildo was in the bottom of the box with a note attached. "If you think you can make life hell for others, know that I still have your ass." Albert quit three days later, which of course allowed Louise to take over. Louise is a terrific boss, she's a joy to work for. She helps out a lot at the front desk, not to mention even went to bat for us to get a raise. We were cataloging the latest books that were delivered to the library, when she turned to me and said, "Elsbeth, I don't know if I ever thanked you for whatever it was you did, but thank you." "Louise, didn't I tell you I would take care of things. No need to thank me, trust me when I tell you it was my pleasure." Not to mention Bishop's, Mykol's and of course Evelyn's...but I didn't tell her that.. ~Fins~ Don't forget to vote...feedback is greatly appreciated and will be responded to personally:-) The Librarian Cindy was a cute neighbor of ours in Nashua, N.H. and although I attended Northeastern in Boston, Mass, I would often meet her while home visiting my parents on weekends. Cindy was going to modeling school in Boston and was a lovely, long-legged brunette who definitely loved to strut her stuff, and did she ever have the right stuff to strut. We had previously had a short but rather hot affair and we were definitely attracted to each other. Frankly her body drove me crazy, as I had once managed to have those beautiful long legs wrapped around me and couldn't quite get them out of my head. Cindy was a hot lady who was willing to show it when or where ever she chose. I was home for the weekend, and needed to do some research at the local library. I Had been there for some hours, and feeling a bit bored with the project when Cindy showed up. It was about 4:30 and the library was due to close soon, so there were literally no people about, just Cindy, Myself and the librarian. She was busy doing last minute clean up stuff at the other end of the library. Spending a Saturday at the library was not my idea of fun. I liked the old place though as it had an aura of conservative decadence about it. It had apparently been willed to the town by a wealthy local family and its marble floors, and pillars along with rows of large oak tables and book stacks gave it a look of solid stability. I had tucked myself into a secluded corner with lots of old reference books spread about my large oak table. Diffuse light drifted through the high windows and bathed the whole area in a surreal aura that reminded me of an old Gothic Church. Some libraries are like that. Sort of a place where talking aloud would surely bring the dreaded "Shhh" from the conservative high collared Librarian. Stuffy decadence at its best. My mind had been on high all afternoon and was now tired and feeling in need of rest. But then Cindy came gliding toward me from between the stacks, she was candy to my tired mind, and visions of sugar plums began to dance in my head. "We are closing soon", the librarian announced in a firm voice. "Oh, I'll just be a few minutes," replied Cindy. The words dancing on her lips. She sat on the oak table I was working at. I'm sure she was aware that her dress had moved up, as she hiked herself up to sit on the table, showing off her sexy long legs. As she spoke, my eyes wandered to her legs, and I noted as she moved back on the table, that her skirt was riding higher on her legs. I still had fond memories of those luscious legs wrapped around me and it was causing some sweet fantasies to replay in my mind. I She pulled me back to reality with her questions. "So how is school going? Do you like being away from home?" "My major keeps me busy, and the city is a nice change from this small hick town." "Yeah I bet. I like modeling as I can get the hell out of here too. Have you met any girls there?" My eyes traveled to her pristine white panties that were barely visible below the edge of her short skirt. It was obvious she was aware that I had this view, but she only smiled when I raised my eyes back to hers. We continued our discussion and she repeatedly moved her legs about seeming to me to strike one pose after another all of which had the effect of making me want to rip her clothes off. Her legs opened even further as she pretended not to notice and made some point or other, all of which at this point was beginning to totally escape me. I continued to stare at her sweet little panties and she kept up her teasing demeanor. I suspect, hoping I would ask her out and we could renew our previous erotic experiences. Little did she know, she didn't have to speak at all. Her cute little panty show had gotten my full attention. I couldn't help but think to myself this hot little lady wants me tonight, but I had other ideas - I wanted her now. I soon tired of her teasing, and as she moved herself in front of me on the table, I grabbed her ankles and pulled them apart; looking up and smiling at her as I did so. I ran my hands slowly and provocatively up the outside of her legs. The whole while smiling at her and carefully gauging the effect it was having . Her legs were already warming and even more so as I switched to her inner thighs. She smiled back and gave me one of her "do me baby" looks as I raised her ankles forcing her to fall back upon the oak table. Her back now nestled amongst my book clutter. Her clogs fell off and her beautiful feet in the air, even furthered her sexy image. Her legs were trembling now, as I slowly rubbed her inner thighs, as she moved herself in front of me on the table, again opening her legs for my benefit, I further pulled her ankles apart, and she smiled and reaching down to run her fingers sensuously over her panties. Starting at her ankles, I very sensuously ran my hands along her inner legs moving up towards her inner thighs. opening my lips with my tongue and traced my tongue across my bottom lip. Yes, I wanted her to remember how my tongue felt on her. I wanted her to want it again. She pulled up her dress hem and cocked her legs back even further giving me an even better look at her panties. She knew that her pretty, white cotton panties were my favorites. She remembered. I slowly bent over and placed a long sensuous kiss on her inner thigh and she smiled seductively, while her legs moved even further apart. Slowly kissed the other thigh. Her breathing, which had been coming in pants, seemed to catch in her throat at this point, and I was pleased to note that sweet little panel at the base of her panties was already beginning to show wetness. At this point, her pretty, little crotch was in plain view and those beautiful indentations at the inside top of her upper thigh just beckoned to be kissed. I settled my lips against them and I could feel the edge of her panties and their wetness against my cheek as I kissed her there. "We'll be seen", she breathlessly cautioned. With out answering I slowly lowered my head and pressed my lips against the base of her panties. Their warmth, aroma, and slippery wetness now began to envelop me and she felt hot against my lips. Her sexual heat was familiar, enticing. I wanted more. Cindy began to speak with her maker, uttering his name several times, as I repeatedly pressed my lips against her panties. It was not long before my lips were sinking into her and pressing deeper into her warm sex. I slowly moved my head from side to side, and as I did so, her hands pulled me even closer to her. She soon uttered those words I always loved to hear, "Please, please don't stop." The aroma and taste of her drove me wild. "Show it to me," I demanded, Show me your pretty little wet pussy right here and now." She reached down and slowly pulled her panties aside, as her face flushed and her hands trembled. Slowly, she revealed to me her most intimate treasure. "Open it for me" I insisted. "I want to see all of you. Open your sweet little love hole" She pulled her love hole open for me. I leaned over, took one after another of her lovely wet lips into my mouth, and pulled gently on them. In effect opening her up like a beautiful flower. "Say it," I demanded. "Say what?" she breathlessly queried. "Say kiss my hot wet love hole." "Kiss my hot wet love hole!" "No", I said. "Say please kiss my hot wet love hole." She repeated it, this time with a pleading tone. I savored her wetness and loved the way she pressed her wet pussy against my lips. Her hips lifted off the table, pushing harder into me, with each flick of my tongue across her slit. Her moans were still low, but I knew it wouldn't be long before she would grow louder. Her legs spread wide, and her toes curled. The Lady was out of control but loving it. I felt her heat under me and while I knew this wasn't the place, I could not help it. Her sweet dripping cauldron beckoned to me. Seldom had I seen a women wanting it as badly as she did now. "Say Please kiss my hot soaking wet cunt." She repeated it, emphasizing the word cunt just as I had. I first made her open it farther but gladly agreed to her request to place my lips against her sweet hole. By now I was all but standing on the chair in front of her and I was as much on fire as she was. I pulled my belt open and with one deft move unhooked the top button on my jeans and feverishly ripping my fly open. My cock leaped out, its head rising like a cobra. It swayed in front of her and she gasped, "Yes please give it to me." I supported myself on each side of her and slowly ran my ample shaft up and down her beautiful hot wet open lips; starting low and running it all the way up and down her wondrous hot slit, my shaft rubbing along her wet open pussy. Its head now appearing at the top of her slit like a plow breaking through mother earth. "Stick it in me please." She pleaded. She raised her hips and spread her legs even further, which caused her pretty, hot, and very wet hole to open fully and shamelessly displayed before me. It glistened invitingly and I nestled my precum coated and engorged cock against it. Teasing it. I pressed my cock ever so lightly against her straining open hole, only to withdraw it again. She pushed her open hole toward my cock, raising her bottom off the table, chasing my cock with her beautiful open mouthed love hole. Tired of the teasing, I pressed my stiff cock against her. "It's yours darling and I'm going to slide it all the way up inside of you, one wonderful inch at a time." As I began to press it against her fiery cauldron, fully intending to make my promise a reality, I was halted by the sound of the librarian, who now stood right behind us. "Excuse me" Her harsh and loud words rang out across the library. I picked up my head to see the librarian, hands on her hips, and with a total bitch look upon her face. She had the pleasure to view my ass poised over Cindy's widely splayed legs with my cock now pressed into her. "Uh oh", I exclaimed, grabbing Cindy to her feet. With her panties in one hand and my other trying desperately to pull my jeans up. The Librarian watched disapprovingly at my wiggling butt as we bolted down the hall and out the library door. We laughed uncontrollably as we ran out the door with me still pulling my pants up. I still have those panties that Cindy had worn, in one of my memento boxes, packed away in the attic and still smile when I affectionately think of Cindy and her sweet wet crotch. We spent 6 wonderful years living together in Boston and playing in the lakes of N.H. before splitting up, but I often think affectionately of that day at the library, and wonder were sweet Cindy is now? But strangely, to this day, I hate librarians. The Librarian There's this pretty librarian at the town library who is always there, quiet and promising. Her name is Lillith Washington. She wears round spectacles that slip down her nose most of the time, and she never wears any other body adornments besides the chain that connects to the eye glasses, which hold them in place when she puts them around her neck. She's not so slim, but not fat. She's pleasantly curvy, and a little on the plump side. She has an hour glass figure, which she hides under a white blouse, a crème colored sweater which goes down past her hips and the curve of her behind, and always wears a long A-line willowy skirt, which touches her ankles. There wasn't a required uniform at the library, so I assume that she enjoyed what she wore. One time at the library's Halloween Bash, she came dressed as a nurse, tight short skirt, tight collared top, with a nurse bonnet and a stethoscope. She shocked everyone there with her daring costume, since she's never shown up in anything other than a blouse, sweater and skirt. Lillith has reddish brown hair, which is wavy and goes down to her back. Some days, Lillith wears her hair in a simple braid that falls down her back, or in a bun at the nape of her neck. Any other day she'll hold it back with bobby pins and let it cascade down her back. She has dark blue eyes, almost the color of slate, and pale white skin, sprinkled with freckles. Her lips are a soft coral color, and her bottom lip is full and pouty. I first noticed Ms. Washington when I moved to Tobacco Valley, a small town in Northern Connecticut. I'm an art curator, and I was hired at the town library, for its' new art museum, connecting to the library. As a man, it took a while to notice the unattractive face, the somewhat frumpy body, but when I did, I was in for a surprise. "Excuse me, Miss…?" I asked, what was her name? I had met her when I was hired, she was at every staff meeting and here nearly every day. "Miss Washington," she said in her polite way, her voice squeaking up a pitch at the end of her surname. Her arms were full of books, and her glasses were teetering dangerously close to falling off her nose. "Miss Washington," I amended, "I was wondering if you could help me with the copier? I'm afraid it's being temperamental again." Not a bad body, I thought, she could lose a few, be a knockout. I gazed up and down her figure, pausing at the blouse that was being tugged down by the books she carried. I could see a valley of cleavage, and the white lace of straining bra cups. Not a bad body at all. "Oh," she said, eyes darting from side to side, she shifted the books slightly. "I have to bring these books down to the reference area…." She trailed off. "If you could, uh, wait a moment," she said skittishly. She seemed to have some trouble bringing the words together. "Why don't I help you?" I asked with a smile, taking the books out of her arms and resting them under one of mine. She stood flustered and stuttering a moment before she nodded and walked ahead of me, heading towards the reference area. I walked behind her, watching her quick jerky pace, which made her behind jiggle nicely. I smiled, tilted my head a little and held back a whistle of approval. "It's such a small library," I began, "I hardly ever get to see you." "Oh," she began. I rolled my eyes toward the heavens, here she goes. "I, uh, I'm always in my office, well unless, that is, I'm sorting books, or working the front desk. Saturdays," she mumbled on, "Saturdays I'm normally in the children's section, reading books." She rambled on her schedule and I was thankful when we reached the desk, I dropped the books with a snap onto the desk, starling her from her ramblings. "You sound very busy," I said with a smile. She's as skittish as a rabbit, I thought. "It must be horrible for your social life." "I enjoy it here," she said quietly. She took a deep breath and the buttons on her blouse strained when her breasts pressed against the front of it. "That's good," I nearly rolled my eyes again. "Could you help me with the copier now?" "Oh, of course," she said, stepping ahead of me and walking toward the faculty copy machine. Again I let my eyes drift towards her swaying ass, and smiled to myself. Well, if Miss Washington was hopeless, her walk and sway wasn't. When we entered the room, the copier was making its buzzing noise, signaling a problem and its' annoyance. "It's too bad were so pressed for money that we can't afford a new one," I said in a small talk way. "Yes," she muttered, going through the procedure of typing in codes and trying to calm the screeching machine. I stepped closer and leaned down to peer over her shoulder. Her soft wavy hair, unbound today, brushed against my cheek and I took in the scent of her light perfume. Slight, flowery, and fragrant it clung closely to her, didn't drift or hang in the air when she left the room. Taking in a breath, he leaned closer to get a better whiff of scent. She started, jerking her head around and smacking it into his. On an oath, he rubbed his forehead and looked down at her. She was staring at my mouth. "S-sorry," she said softly. "My fault," I said smoothly, smiling despite my throbbing head. "I have a skull like a rock, are you alright?" "Y-yes," she replied, never taking her eyes off my lips. "Just a little bump." "I think you'll be alright," I smiled. What was she thinking? I asked myself. "Yes," she murmured, and then she slowly ran her tongue across her bottom lip. Ah, I thought, the skittish little librarian was thinking like that. Well, two can play this game. "I was wondering," I said quietly, "when I was in here earlier, how many people have snuck away here to…" I trailed off watching her eyes widen slightly, "be alone." "Staff relationships are," she licked her lips and took a breath, "strictly against the rules." "Yes, but I wonder how many people have come here to have sex," I murmured. We were both standing close to each other, and I took a step closer. "I, that is, I don't know," she mumbled, and her eyes darted up from my mouth to my eyes. I ran my hands up her arms and grasped her shoulders. "Well, if no one has, we'll be the first," I said. I pulled her against me and kissed her. To my surprise, she stood motionless, doing nothing. I tried to coax a kiss out of her by running my tongue across her lower lip before venturing inside her hot, velvety mouth. She stood there, stiff as a board, while I kissed her, or tried to. "Kiss me back," I said when I pulled away. "I," she stuttered a moment, "that is, I.." she trailed off. She moved away abruptly, mumbling something about the copier being fixed, and scurried out of the room. I stood there shell shocked, just for a few moments, before I calmly put my fist through the wall. Days later, after Miss Washington managed to avoid me, I finally cornered her in a quiet corner of the large library. There was no one around, since the library was closed and the majority of the staff had left. In a shelved in area, except for a small exit, I stepped in after I saw her scurry into her little rabbit hole with an armful of books. She was wearing another one of her billowy skirts, a long sweater and this time her hair was pinned back into a tight little bun. Her skirt flittered around her ankles where she stood on the latter, placing books into their proper places. "Miss Washington," I said, getting a little start out of her. She had clouded my brain for the past few days, I had no idea how much of a virgin someone could be until I kissed her. Got you now, I thought to myself. "Y-yes?" she said, looking down at me, her glasses slipped down an inch on her nose. "I haven't seen you for a few days," I said, standing at the bottom of the latter. "Well, uh, I've been busy," she said, briefly looking at him and then turning back to the book cases. I stepped onto the first step of the latter, the second, and then the third. She looked down at me, puzzled. "W-what are you doing?" "Coming to see you," I said quietly. I finally stood on the last step before where she stood, and took the books from her arms, dropping them, and then placing my hands on the railing of the latter. I had her pinned. "Uh, Mister, uh, Mister Lish," she stammered. "Phil," I said, leaning closer to her. "Phil," she began. "Lillith," I said. "Y-yes?" "Kiss me back," I said before I kissed her. She stood there a moment, her hands grabbing my upper arms and digging her nails in, and then she tilted her head slightly, and opened for me. I let the kiss linger before I slid my hand up her calf, her knee, and then her thigh. "What are you doing?" She asked when she pulled away. "Lillith," I said, almost chastising, "Don't you know?" She gave me a perplexed look before my hand slid up to the junction of her thighs, she was wet and scorching. I slipped my fingers inside her cotton panties, and ran my finger over her sopping wet lips. Her eyes were wide and she stared at me and she shuddered slightly. I withdrew my hand and brought my finger to my lips, and tasted. "Sweet," I murmured, and held my finger up to her lips. "Taste." She stared a moment, then slid her tongue out, against my finger, tasting herself. "Very sweet," I said. She nodded, wide eyed and shocked. "I need a better taste though," I said smiling. "Why sip from the cup when you can drink from the fountain?" Her head cocked slightly and she stared at me as I stepped down a few steps on the latter. I slid my hands up her hips and pulled the skirt down, helped her step out of it, and then out of her white cotton panties. Her lips bulged, and her hair looked trimmed, and perfectly groomed. I looked up at her, "Do you do anything down here?" I asked. "I, I, no. No I don't," she said. "It's always been short, and well, like someone designed it." "It's lovely," I murmured, pushing her back so she sat on the latter. "Do you know what I'm about to do?" "I, uh, no, no," she stuttered. "I've never…" "I can tell," I said, saw the slight temper flash in her eyes. "It's an honor. I've never been with a virgin before." I amended quickly. It was true, this was as new to me as it was to her. Normally I would have taken her already, but I figured out from after our kiss, she'd never before. I thought she was simply not interested, but then I figured it out, all the stuttering and skittishness was nervousness. I wasn't going to ask, I wasn't going to play around, and I wasn't and sure as hell couldn't ignore her; so I am going to take. "I want you Lillith. Bad." I slid my finger inside her lips and brushed her clitoris, causing her knees to shake. I looked up at her, smiled, and then spread her legs wider, placing them over the sides of the railing. Spread wide now, I took one finger and stuck it inside her tight hole. She was wet and hot, and her smell permeated the air. I leaned down and brushed my lips against her erect clitoris, and then scraped my teeth against it. She cried out and tried to close her legs, but I pushed them back to their places. I stuck my finger deep inside and moved in and out, rhythmically moving faster. She gasped, and ended it with a slight moan. I closed my lips around her clitoris and lapped at it with my tongue, rubbing my tongue against it and holding it captive with my lips. She moaned again, loudly and instinctively lifted her hips. I ground my mouth harder against her. I continued finger-fucking her, the faster I moved my fingers, the faster I moved my tongue. I felt her walls tighten around my finger and stuck another one in, moving faster, and then another. As I did this, I none too gently closed my teeth around her clitoris, and pressing my tongue against it hummed. I felt her convulse, and her juices flow onto my hand and I continued to finger her until she calmed. Releasing her abused clitoris, I lapped up her cum and looked up at her. She was red in the face, with sweat on her forehead, and her hands were clenched to her breasts. "Sweet as nectar," I murmured, standing up over her, and began unbuttoning her blouse. "I," she began, "I, uh." "It's better, my dear, if we leave it to moans and sighs," I said, pulling the blouse off. Her face flushed a brighter red and she stared at me. Her white bra was tight, and held back her huge breasts. "Why women try to hide these, I'll never know." I removed her bra, lifted her, and sat on the latter with her straddling me. She stared down at me, too stunned for words, with her legs around my waist and her hands on my shoulders. "It's going to hurt," I said quietly, nibbling at her throat. "What is?" she asked, distracted. "The first time," he said, moving down to her breasts. He nipped at the coral crown, ran his teeth over it, and then he sucked it into his mouth. She arched against him, forcing the huge breast to smush against his face, nearly covering it. I feasted on her breasts and the moved to the other one, taking the nipple into my mouth and suckling. She moaned and sighed, while I continued torturing myself by moving so slow. Running my hands up her sides, I cupped her breasts and squeezed, pushing my index and thumb fingers into pressure points. "You'll feel a sensation rush to your crotch," I murmured, massaging my fingers into the points and kissing the valley between her breasts. She murmured my name and arched against me again, bringing her cunt closer to my crotch. Smiling, I grabbed her hips and ground my pelvis against her, torturing myself and delighting her. She cried out, thrust her hips forward and grabbed for my belt. Laughing, I let myself be teased as her fingertips brushed over my erection while she undid my belt. If I wasn't hard as a rock before, I sure as hell was now. Her little gasp of shock delighted me, and I placed my hands over hers and directed them over my cock. She smoothed her hands over it and circled it with her fingers, testing, and then measuring. Her right hand left my erection to test my sac, weighing it, squeezing it. Pre-cum oozed at the tip and she pressed a finger to wipe it off, and then brought it to her lips. She tasted, then, glancing quickly at me, wiped her finger and brought it to my lips. "It's like me," she said, remembering. I tensed and my cock gave a little involuntary jerk. "Men don't taste their own cum, sweety," I murmured. "Taste," she said, a little harsher now, and slipped her finger in my mouth, and then proceeded to kiss me. I tasted myself from her finger, and on her tongue, and it was incredibly erotic. I brought my hand down to her wet lips and began to finger her again, while kissing her. I brought her to the beginning of her climax, moved my hand, lifted her by her hips, and entered her. She broke away from the kiss, crying out as I broke her hymen, and as pain burst through the pleasure. She leaned against me only because I held her close when she tried to get away, kissing her forehead, and rubbing her back. "It's alright," I murmured, "it only happens the first time." I felt her shoulders give a little jerk on a sob, and lifted her chin. Her face was tear streaked, and I wiped her face. "It'll feel like before, when I had my face down there, I promise." She nodded and sniffled, and I felt her clench her muscles tight against me. I lifted her slowly, and testing, I slid back in, in by aching inch until I was as deep as I could get without her being in pain. I continued this slow rhythm until she started to pant and moan, and finally she began thrusting against me, until I was all the way in her again, pressed deep. She bucked against me and ground her pelvis against mine, moaning and thrashing. I heard her swift intake of breath, her broken cry, and then felt her tighten against me and she flooded me with her juices and climaxed. Feeling her tighten and thrash harder I climaxed as well, emptying myself into her until I was spent. Minutes later, as we leaned against each other, panting and sighing, she lifted her head to peer down at me. Our cum was mixed and soaking my pants and her thighs where we were still joined. "I wonder," she murmured. "What?" I asked, watching her. "Just how many people have come in her to be alone?" she asked, smiling wickedly. The Librarian Mary looked herself in the mirror, 34 years old, but with the body of an 18 year old. Her 36 C breasts had no sag to them, her ass was a little wider now, but none of the men seem to mind. Her green eyes flashed as she thought of her husband sitting at the bar drinking and flirting with the women there. He had made his choice though when they have got divorced, now it was just her and the kids the kids. She smiled as she thought of the kids Stephen was the image of his father as he had been a 14, and Mary looked enough like her that many thought they were sisters. She pulled her robe on, and went downstairs to watch TV. She would watch the 10 o'clock news, then go the bed. The kids were already in bed, because they had school the next day. Just as Mary was about to turn off the TV to go to bed the ringing of the phone interrupted her. She was tempted to just to go to bed and let the answering machine get the call, but it might be importance so she picked it up. She did not recognize the voice on the phone, " hello Mary you don't know me, but I know you. I hope you remember Mike Johnson from college, because he's a friend of mine, and he gave me some pictures he had. You know about the pictures, and what they're of. Now you have a very good job at the library, but what would happened if those pictures were be published for all to see. If you're not interested in what I do with the pictures then just hang up the phone. If you want to keep your career and reputation intact then just tell me you are ready to obey me. You have 30 seconds to answer or then I just hang up the phone and start to e-mail everyone on the library commission these pictures. " Mary slumped into the chair next to the phone; she didn't know the pictures he was talking about. They had been taken when she was in college, but Mike had promised her to never let anybody else even see them. She had got drunk at a frat party; after passing out she was helped to one the bedrooms where she had sex with five guys at once. The frat house had cameras in the bedrooms, and it was after the party that Mike told her about the pictures. He had promised to destroy all of them, after graduation. She had even forgot about the pictures entirely. Mary's time was running out so she said, "I don't know what pictures talking about. " " Nice try slut, but you remember when you were pulling the train. Let me see I have one of you with this big black cock down your throat, there is one of you going up and down on a fat guy. Several of you with two men one in your cunt and one in your ass at the same time even a couple with all your holes filled while you jacked off two, and even one of you going down on a girl. " Mary sat in stunned silence; he really had the pictures, if he knew all that. " OK, how much money do you want, just tell me how much this is going to cost me son of bitch? " The voice of the other end of the line was stern and answered; " listen cunt, I don't want your money and if there is a bitch, it is you so shut the fuck up! You better learn your place from now on when you speak to me you call me master sir; do I make myself clear? " Mary was tempted to slam the phone and be done with this, but her job at the library required a high moral standard and there was a moral clause in her contract. She could not lose her job, because then she would have no way to support her and the kids. What was she going to do if this got out she would be ruined, finally after a pause he said, " OK, what do I have to do? " " Tomorrow morning after the kids leave for school, you're going to call in to work sick. Then you're going to dress wearing a short skirt, silky blouse, and no bra or panties. You're going to go to the mall walk around until someone comes up to you and tells you come with him. You will go without question and you will call me master sir from then on, is that understood bitch? " Mary had tears in her eyes, when she answered. " Yes master sir I understand. " The next morning Mary fixed breakfast for the kids as usual and then rushed them out to school, before getting ready. The voice hadn't said the time to be at the mall, but it didn't open until 9:00 a.m. so she was there when it opened. She walked around window shopping for about an hour; she was self-conscious all the time hoping that people couldn't tell he had no panties under her short dress, but knowing her nipples were showing. Finally, an average looking man about 6 ft. tall, late 40’s approached her, and said, " come with me. " The stranger led Mary out of the mall, to his car at one of the entrances; he motioned for her to get in. Mary slid in to the passenger seat, and he closed the door behind her. The man said nothing as he got in starting the car, and pulling out of the lot. Mary looked the man over as he drove the car. He wore jeans, and a western shirt that seemed to fit his personality is once brown hair starting gray around the edges, but his eyes still had a flash of fire in then. The man was the first to break the silence; " open your legs bitch and pull your dress up so that I can see that cunt. " Mary was nervous, and it was several minutes before she complied with his wishes enough to suit him, " what about my car, how am I going to back to it? " " Don’t worry bitch I will make sure you have an way back there later. First you have to entertain me for a while, and you had better address me properly if you know what's good for you. " Mary was a flurry of emotions she wanted to tell him where to go, she was embarrassed to be sitting on the see the car with her pussy exposed, and yet she knew she didn't obey, he would ruin her. Finally her common sense over took her and she answered, " yes master sir, I am sorry, I will obey you. " Mary knew that what he was doing was breaking her will, but he held all the cards, so she had no choice. The man pulled into the driveway next to a large house, and walked to the door without waiting for her to follow. Mary got out of the car and followed the man to the door that was open so she walked on in. The man was sitting in the living room on the couch when she walked in. He said, " strip right there where you’re at cunt. Then get over here in front of me. " Mary shook her head no, " when do I get the pictures and I know you really have? " The man moved so fast that Mary had no time to react, he stood crossed the area between them and struck her across the face with his open hand. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a folded picture one with her face buried deep and a blond pussy. He took the picture and stuffed it into her mouth saying, " one more word out of you bitch, and you can forget the deal on the pictures. I got half a notion to go ahead and send them out anyway then see how that stuck up ass of yours makes it without an income. Make up your mind right now what you want, you either do what I said, get the fuck out. "The man walked back over and sat back down where he had been sitting. Mary was broken she took off her blouse and skirt, laying them over a small table; she walked slowly to the man totally nude. When she reached him he made her stand in front of him, as he took his time exploring her body. She felt like a slave at auction must've felt as the man opened her mouth looked inside, examined her ears, felt both were breasts, and entered her pussy with his fingers, as though he was giving a physical examination. When the examination was finished, the man pushed Mary to her knees in front of him, " OK now cunt, get my cock out and show me how much you love it. " the man stood up in front of her giving her access to his cock. She pulled the zipper down, and reached inside pulling out the cock. The man grabbed her head by her hair and pulled it to his cock making the head brush her lips. Mary opened her mouth and let him slide the head in over her tongue, and then she felt it beginning to enter her throat. He pressed it till he felt her gag, and then pulled back out, only to rush into her throat again. The man had no mercy; he used her as an object rather the person. Every stroke found his cock head deeper in her throat, until last she felt him tense and she knew he was going to cum. She did not want his cum in her mouth, but he kept her face pressed against him and came deep in her throat. Mary sputtered and gagged, but was unable to do anything to stop him. At last he finished shooting, and let go of her dropping her to the floor. As she lay there some of his cum ran out of her mouth to drip on the floor, and mix with a small pool of her saliva. She hoped that the man was done and would allow her leave now. The man sat back down and watched her for five minutes before speaking, " a look bitch you made a mess on my floor get down there and lick it up every drop of it. " Mary looked at the mixture of goo and slime on the floor. " I can't lick that up, the floor is dirty. " The man rose up grabbing Mary by her hair lifting her from the floor to her feet, he was angry; " listen bitch you don't seen to understand. I'm going to give you your choice, you can get my belt and take your whipping for not doing what I told you, or you can get your clothes and get out of here right now. If you leave you know what I'm going to do with the pictures, if you stay you address me properly, get my belt, and ask me to punish you. You've got five minutes to make up your mind, and then I will throw you out just as you are now. " Mary was confused she didn't know what to do, if she left she was ruined, and everything she had worked for was gone, but the other choice was to surrender all dignity. Mary spent the first three minutes sobbing quietly to herself, and trying to come to some decision. Finally she knew what she had to do; she got up and went to his pants removing his belt, then delivered it to him. Mary said, " here master sir is your belt will you please punish me? " The man refused at first to take the belt, " bitch you really don't want to do this, do you? " " Yes master sir, I do want you to punish me. I'll do whatever you tell me to do. " Inside Mary knew she was broken, she would do what ever he told her to do. She heard the whistle of the belt through the air before she felt the explosion of fire on her ass. When she heard the next blow coming she put her hands back there to protect herself, but then her hands hurt along with her ass. When the third blow came she put her hands on her knees, and yelled as her ass exploded again. The man stopped," now bitch have you learned your lesson? If you have, then get down there and lick up the stuff off my floor. Lick the whole area of my floor clean with your tongue now. " Mary got down on her hands and knees licking the dirty floor clean with her tongue. She was broken she would do what he told her without question. The man snapped his fingers, and motioned for her to follow him to the bedroom. In the bedroom the man said, " get on the bed on your knees with your shoulders on the bed. " Mary knelt on the bed leaning forward putting her chest on the bed. She felt the man get on the bed behind her, then she felt his cock as it entered her cunt. Mary was surprised at how wet her cunt was, but it had been awhile since she had any sex. She sucked her breath in as she felt the sensation of him sliding deep in her, and then he began moving in and out. He reached underneath her and began working on her nipples as he began a nice even pace. Mary felt the stirring deep inside her womb that signaled her orgasm, and somehow it seemed wrong to climax when she was being forced to have sex. Right or wrong her body did not care, because at first she felt flushed, and then the vibrating began deep inside her, then finally the last the release that she needed so bad. By the time the man released his cum deep inside her she had already had three orgasms, and was drenched in sweat. When Mary became aware of where she was the man had already got up, and was standing next to the bed. He said, " get up and take a shower bitch, and make yourself presentable. You have 20 minutes to get ready, and then be in the living room. " It took Mary five minutes to figure out how to get to her feet, and then she hurriedly showered. As Mary washed herself with the wash cloth it touched her pussy and she almost had another orgasm. Mary did not want another whipping so she hurried to be in the living room within 20 minutes specified. When she entered she was shocked to see another man there, and quickly ducked back out of the room. She heard the voice of the man say, " get in here cunt, or my friend Ray might think you don't like him. " To be continued. . . The Librarian The trolley holding the return library books was filling quickly. Claire glanced over, thinking she had better place the books back onto the shelves, before it got even busier. Towards the weekend, more people came in to find books to relax with on their days away from work. Claire had always loved books, so when she managed to land a job in her local library, she couldn’t believe her luck. She had done pretty well at school because of her love to read, and had left school with 9 O levels. The trouble was the job hadn’t required qualifications to that extent. She was aware that her knowledge was going to waste. Luckily she no longer lived with her parents; they had wanted something more for her. Claire enjoyed the job, so she intended to stay. She loved to watch the different types of people and the sort of books they chose to read. Especially the young men. Or one man in particular. She wondered if he would be in today. The thought of him made her feel excited inside, sending a pulsing wave of desire through her. What if he didn’t come in today? She tried not to think of that possibility. Her desire for him was so much that she ached inside at the thought of being without him. Claire had started earlier this morning, wanting that little time by herself just to think. Amongst the older books, in the reference section, she would sit, taking in the odour of the leather covers, the musty pages. She had first discovered the smell of books whilst she was exploring her Grandfathers house. At the age of 8, it had made an impression on her, that she was unable to forget. From that moment on, her passion for manuscripts had increased. Her whole life seemed to be dominated by her love of books, but she was careful not to bore other people with the subject. She even thought that she had found somebody to share that love with her. Then a book was placed on the counter in front of her, to be stamped, jolting her out of her daydream. She thought for a moment that it was he and looked up quickly, expecting to see his smiling face. It wasn’t him. An old gentleman with a walking stick stood waiting impatiently. His frustration apparent in the whole of his manner. ‘Come on girl, less of this wasting time. Bloody young ‘uns.’ Ignoring him, she hurriedly stamped the book, and watched him walk towards the exit door, keeping her eyes on it for a moment to see if he would walk through. The desire she felt inside now was starting to burn her up. Claire thought it best if she placed all the returns on the shelves, try and take her mind off him. There was one part of the library that Claire liked to go, especially when she was feeling nostalgic. Right at the back, there was an archive of some of the oldest book in the country. Although it was open to the public, very few came down there. It held some rare books and the rules stated that staff was to be in the vicinity at all times. She loved this place even more than the library itself. It was quiet, and though a little bit musty; it was kept free of dust. A couple of chairs had been placed as a token, but were seldom used. Placing the last of the books on the shelf, she wandered down to the archive. It was dark, so sunlight didn’t fade the, already old, pages. She lovingly ran her fingers over a line of books, enjoying the smell and touch. She was so engrossed in the feel of the books; she failed to notice the man at the end of the shelves. He suddenly came out of the shadows, and grabbed her wrist. Claire gasped, wondering what was happening for a moment, and then she saw it was he. He was here. She hadn’t even seen him come in. Now, he was so close to her, she could hardly breathe. His fingers evoked a reaction in her, that she was unable to control. Her heart began to beat wildly, accelerating with each second he held her. “I didn’t see you coming in.” she started to say, but he gently placed a finger on her lips. There was no time for talk. She looked into his eyes, wanting to see his objective. His gaze was intense, reaching into her very soul. She felt vulnerable, but strangely, aroused at the same time. Her lips parted slightly, in anticipation of his kiss. Bending slowly, he placed his arms under her legs and lifted her up. He carried her further into the archives, so they could not be seen by anyone entering. Claire knew that someone would be soon missing her in the library, but she was powerless to resist his attentions. Never before had she felt like this. Her whole body was tingling with pleasure and anticipation. He gently placed her back down, and guided her to a table. Turning her around so she was bent over, he lifted up her skirt. His hands wandered freely over her black stockings, touching the softness at the top of her thighs. She threw her head back with the feel of his touch. She could feel the heat and wetness between her legs increased, as moved aside her panties. Kneeling behind her, he caressed her buttocks, parting them to enable his tongue to access the tight hole of her arse. Claire found it hard to keep still as his warm, wet tongue ran rings round the hole. She needed him inside her now. The ache was so strong inside her loins; her whole body was demanding release. He found his way to the entrance of her now sopping pussy. He groaned, as he tasted her juices, wanting and needing more of her. He began to tease her clit, rubbing and sucking gently. She moaned with ecstasy as he pulled her panties down, spreading her legs wider to allow him closer. His hands moved up her legs, to meet round her middle. Pulling himself up he then released her breasts from the fabric of her bra. Her nipples were already erect and they were soon responding even more to his touch. Claire leant her head back against his shoulders, as his lips nibbled at her neck and her jawline. She could feel his cock straining against her cunt. She so badly wanted him; she pushed her arse into his groin. With one hand, he undid his flies and released his hot, swollen cock, already leaking semen. Reaching round behind her with one hand, Claire took hold of his cock and began to rub her hand up and down the shaft. With each of his groans she pumped harder, until he had no choice but to push his cock deep into her pussy. His balls slapped against the cheeks of her arse, as he made each powerful thrust. He grabbed hold of her breasts, squeezing them hard, as he rode her. Blood was pumping hard into Claire’s brain, heightening the pleasure and making her dizzy. His cock felt so good inside her, like it belonged there. She wished that it could go on forever. As he felt his orgasm rise, he pumped harder and faster, wanting to get deeper inside her. Intense feelings started in his balls, consuming them, it steadily rose up his thick shaft to end in a massive climax, forcing him to cry out. He shot his load, high and deep into her pussy, until he felt the dull ache, underneath, as his balls emptied. Pulling out, he then spun Claire around and lifted her up until, she was sitting on the table with her legs dangling down. He forced her knees to bend, and pushing her back so she was lying down and he feasted on her pussy. He plunged his tongue up where his cock had been only seconds before, exploring the walls of her vagina and tasting her own fluids. With his lips he sucked and nibbled at her clit, until she was writhing around with the pleasure. She lifted her hips so his hands could reach under her arse. He buried his head, further into her mound, enjoying the response he produced in her. He wanted her to come so hard, so that she cried out like he had. Claire could feel the start of her orgasm, deep in her loins. The heat was so intense and the feelings so strong, she thought she would explode. She could feel the build up, stronger it grew until she could bear it no longer. She couldn’t help but scream as the waves flooded through her body, leaving her drained and exhausted. She became aware of his face inches from her own. Smiling he said: ‘Hi, my name is Pete. Please to meet you.’ Claire lifted herself up, so she supported her weight on her elbows. Holding out her hand, she couldn’t help but laugh. ‘I’m Claire, if you didn’t already know.’ Pointing to her name tag on her blouse, he obviously did already know. Retrieving her panties from around her ankles, Claire planted her feet back on the floor. She suddenly found herself flushing, as the realization of what they had been up to, came apparent. ‘I don’t normally make a habit of this sort of thing with strange women, but you got me so incredibly horny, I couldn’t resist.’ He was rearranging himself in his trousers as he spoke, so was not able to see the expression on Claire’s face in response to his words. She didn’t know what to say in reply, so she made to leave to get back to her work. She was sure that someone was wondering where she had got to. As she passed him, he grabbed hold of her wrist again. His grip was tight and she was unable to remove herself. He looked in her eyes so he could see her reaction and lowered his voice. ‘I’d like to see you again…’ He left the question open. Claire nodded her reply. She found that she was unable to talk. She did want to see him again. She wasn’t in the habit of picking up strange men either, but he was different. He brought her desires to life. ‘Call me,’ she whispered. ‘My number is on the board in the main building.’ Loosening his grip, he allowed her to leave. She carefully made her way back to work, slightly stiffer than went she had left all those minutes ago. She half expected some questions from her friends, but everything seemed eerily the same as when she had left. Even Pete had disappeared. The Librarian Chapt. I It was about an hour before closing time as the librarian finished her end-of-day duties. The assistant had gone home sick earlier in the day, leaving her very busy. Fortunately, the crowds had thinned out, and only one patron remained, a stocky blond man in his mid-forties. The librarian didn't really pay much attention to him, although she did notice his graying beard, and found it to be quite attractive. He seemed to be able to find what he needed, and didn't ask for any assistance. She went behind the counter to make sure that everything was in order, and found one last stack of books that had to be returned to the shelves. Fifteen minutes to closing, she thought to herself, just enough time to put these books away. She loaded the books onto the cart and went about her task. She was almost done when she thought she noticed the man looking at her as she bent over to put the last book away on the bottom shelf. She wondered what he was thinking. Intrigued, she walked over to him and told him that the library would be closing, and asked him if he wanted to check anything out. When he answered that he already had, and he liked what he saw, she walked over to the door and locked it, putting up a large "CLOSED" sign in the window. Chapt. II Instantly as the "CLOSED" sign was placed in the window, he felt a stirring deep in his loins. He watched as she began walking towards him and saw a little smirk on her face. "And just what was it you were checking out," She asked? "Come here," he said to her, "and I'll show you what I was checking out." She hesitated momentarily then proceeded to come towards him and when she got there, he placed his hands on her shoulders and turned her around. She looked over her shoulder and ask, "What are you doing?" He didn't answer her and he moved to the book counter and told her to lay forward over it. She looked quizingly at him and started to say something but couldn't. He saw the excitement in her eyes as he cleared the counter and she leaned forward until her breasts were flat on the counter top and her head laying on her forearms. His hands found her ass through her dress and she jumped when he gave them a sqeeze. She turned her head again and with a surprised look, asked, "What are you doing sir?" He told her that she asked him what he was checking out so he's going to show her. His hands began inching up her skirt until the hem was just above her waist, exposing her laced panties and the tops of her stockings. He placed my foot on the inside of hers and tapped it so she would part her legs more. Instinctively she parted them but realized the situation and tried to close them again. He held my foot firm and then reached his hand under her ass and slide it up until he was cupping her mound. She started to protest but all she could manage was a soft moan as he began running his fingers through her slit. Even with the panties still in place he could feel the instant moisture forming as his fingers slide over her labia. Chapt. III After teasing her with his long, sensuous tongue, he removed her panties, sliding them down over her legs and tossing them on the floor. Still bent over the table, the librarian felt a tingling all over her body as she anticipated what would happen next. The man lowered himself to his knees, his face even with her ever-moistening pussy. He buried his face in her as he probed her cunt with his tongue. The combination of that and his gentle chewing of her pussy began to make the librarian squirm with delight. Her mouth watered as she began to consider the pleasures he might give her. It was time for a change of position, she decided. Leaving her legs spread, allowing him a full view of her pussy, she climbed up onto the counter. As he watched with anticipation, she laid on her back, leaving her head hanging over the edge of the counter. Her head was towards him, and her legs were still spread wide. Although he could no longer see her pussy lips, he had a tantalizing view of her bush, not to mention her big breasts. She pushed her shoulders right up to the end of the counter, allowing her neck to bend over the edge. By now his pants were down around his ankles, and his cock was throbbing. As he stood before her, she had a close up view of his balls and cock. She licked and played with them for a while, all the time running her fingers up and down the crack of his ass. Then the waiting became excruciating, and she gently guided his big hot cock into her waiting mouth. Slowly he inched it in, not wanting to gag her. After a couple of partial insertions, he finally managed to fit the entire shaft in her mouth. Now that she had the right position, he was able to move his cock in and out, allowing the stimulation needed for him to cum. As much as she wanted to have his cock in her tight little hole, she knew that this was too good to stop. He kept on thrusting until his cum exploded into her mouth, allowing her the opportunity to savor his sweet cum in her mouth before swallowing it. They were rendered speechless, and he quickly pulled his pants back up and silently went out the door after she walked over, still naked, to unlock it for him. She knew she would have a hard time concentrating on her job tomorrow. The next day was not quite as busy, but her assistant was still sick. She was kept busy through the day, and she, as predicted, had a difficult time keeping her mind on her work. A few minutes before closing, as she was clearing the final patrons from the building, she saw him. He was back. And this time, he had brought another man with him. Her mind raced with excitement as she thought of the possibilities............ Chapt. IV Once she let the men inside, she had a look of apprehension on her face, not knowing what was going to happen. She also felt a rush of excitement flowing through her loins and she became instantly wet just thinking about the possibilities of being taken by two men at once. One of her fantasies were soon to realized. The man that she knew from he previous evening walked over to her after she put the "CLOSED" sign in the window and took her by the arm and led her over to the familiar table and took her into his arms and kissed her openly. Her tongue found his and they began sparring as she emitted a low gutteral moan as she felt his hands moving down her body. She tensed momentarily as she felt the second pair of hand on her ass as the other man came closer and pressed up against her back. Her mind was reeling as the two pair of hands were exploring her body. The shorter man that was kissing her, broke the kiss and turned her around to face the taller man. He immediately found her mouth with his and once again her tongue was dancing with another tongue. The shorter man moved his hands over her curves and then found the side zipper on her skirt. He moved the zipper down and pushed her skirt down her thighs onto the floor. A rush of coolness hugged her thighs and the sudden chill only caused her nipples to harden against the taller man's fondling hands. She reached up and began unbuttoning the taller man's shirt as he opened her blouse and she pressed up against him to feel his skin on hers. The shorter man unhooked her bra, freeing her mammoth breasts. A sigh crossed her lips as the coolness caressed her nipples just before a pair of hands closed over them. The taller man pushed her away and quickly removed his pants, exposing a very long and thick cock. Her eyes widened then she felt a flood of juices soak her panties in anticipation of her actually having both men at once. The taller man moved to the table and sat on the edge and told her to come suck his cock. Almost in a trance, she moved over and grasped the big cock in her hand and felt it grow even more as she began stroking it. The shorter man hooked her panties with his fingers and pulled them down her thighs and tossed them on the floor when they were off. He immediately moved his hand up the inside of her thighs until he found her gaping cunt. He pushed a finger inside and began moving it all around inside of her, touching her inner walls and then slipped in another one and started fucking her with the two fingers. She had lowered her head and began licking the large head of the taller man's cock and opened her mouth as wide as she could to accommodate this intrusion. Once the head was finally inside, her body exploded and pushed against the fingers of the shorter man. Her cum rushed onto the prying fingers. Her head began bobbing up and down, trying to take all of the taller man's cock but could only get a little more than half inside her mouth. She felt something hard at the opening of her pussy and realized that the shorter man was fixing to enter her. Having two cocks inside of her only heightened her quest to suck all of the large cock into her mouth. She moaned as the cock in her pussy began moving in and out, waking every nerve in her body. With a pair of hands on her hips, she pushed back on the cock as it impaled deeply inside of her. Her mouth moved up until just the head was inside of her mouth and she began stroking the cock hard and fast. She knew that she would not be able to wait any longer for the two fountains of cum to be flowing into her body. The thrust in her pussy increased not only with force but speed as she sensed that he was fixing to cum. Her stroking paid her dividends as the cock in her mouth began shooting his hot cum into her mouth. Her knees weakened as she also felt the rush of cum deep in her craving pussy. For what seemed like ages, cum flowed extensively in her as she also began cumming all over the cock that was assaulting her pussy. Once completed, the men got dressed and let themselves out of the door with her completely filled with all the cum that she wanted. She slowly walked over and locked the door behind them. She realized that she would be off on the weekend and quickly opened the door and said, "Wait," and the men stopped. She ran over to the counter and scribbled her address down. She handed it to the shorter man and said, "I'm off this weekend." He smiled, then turned and left. Chapt. V For two days, at closing time she had an itch between her legs that needed taken care of. She kept looking at the door around closing time but nothing happened. She wondered if she would see her friend again. Friday came and nothing. She felt as if she wouldn't get to see him again. Saturday came and once she almost gave up hope, a knock came at the door. Her heart raced and hurried over to open the door. As she opened it, she saw her friend standing in the doorway. A broad smile came over her lips as he walked in. She started to close the door, thinking he was by himself and he stopped her. "I have some friends that came with me, I hope you don't mind," he says. A second man appeared then a third followed by a woman that was dressed in a very low cut pair of jeans and a pullover tank top that did nothing to hide her large breasts. The librarian was surprised and wondered what was going to happen. She knew she was excited when her friend brought another man to the library the other night but now three men and a woman. Her mind was racing. She had never had any intimate contact with a woman before so she couldn't imagine what was in store for her. Her friend introduced everyone to her. The first man that was introduced was named Bob, Roger was the tallest of the three and the woman was named Sindi. She asked her friend what his name is and he said Jim. The librarian says her name was Sarah and the ice was broken. Jim walked over behind Sarah and put his arms around her and whispered in her ear, "Don't be nervous honey, we are here for a good time and nothing else." His hands moved up to her breasts and caressed them through her shirt. Sarah's eyes closed and she leaned her head back against him as he found her nipples and pinched them. Before she opened her eyes she felt another pair of hands on her. Fingers hooked into the waistband of her shorts and she felt them slowly being lowered to the floor. She hadn't put any panties on and her trimmed bush came into view. Jim moved his hands from her breasts and moved down over her ass. Sindi moved up to her and took her face in her hands and brought their lips together. Her mind raced as she felt the soft lips against hers. Sindi's hands move down and took the hem of Sarah's shirt and lifted it over her head, exposing her full breasts. Sindi moved her kisses down her neck and to her breasts. With one hand, she pinched her nipple while her tongue bathed the librarian's other nipple. More hands joined in caressing Sarah's body as she moaned in excitement. Sindi had removed her own shirt and moved closer to Sarah. Their breasts pressed together as her lips found Sarah's again. Sarah's pussy felt a tingle as Sindi's tongue explored her mouth. Sarah opened her eyes and saw that everyone was now naked. Hands kept moving over her body and her knees began to weaken. She felt fingers prying her pussy lips open and moving inside of her. Roger moved over to her and took her hand and guided it to his huge cock. She jerked her hand away momentarily because she had never held a cock that big in her life. She moved it back and tried to clasp her hand around it but it was almost too big to have her fingers circle it completely. Jim had moved closer behind her and began kissing on Sarah's neck while his hands moved up and down her curvy body. He pressed himself tightly against her back and she felt his cock sliding across the cheeks of her ass. Sindi moved from Sarah's breasts and started kissing her way down her stomach. Sarah held on to Sindi's head as the kissing continued downward to her waiting pussy. She had never felt a woman's kiss, much less on her private parts but this was exciting her. She pushed Sindi's head lower and spread her legs more until Sindi's mouth was level with her pussy. In one anxious moment, she pulled Sindi's head against her mound and she felt a soft tongue on her clit. Excitement rushed all through her body. The men were now stroking their own cocks while watching the rapture on Sarah's face. Jim was holding her up against his body as his fingers were pinching and pulling on her nipples. All Sarah could do was hold on because her body was turning to mush. She hunched her hips against Sindi's prying tongue until waves of orgasms wracked her body. She had never felt anything like it. This woman was eating her steamy pussy. Sarah finally gained her composure but her urges grew to be fulfilled for the first time in her life. She had three wonderful cocks and she wanted all of them. She needed all of them. Chapter VI Sarah moved towards her bedroom and turned when she got to the door and says, "You coming or not." They all smiled and moved with her. She sat on the edge of the bed with Bob walked up to her and took his cock in her hand and pulled him closer and took him inside of her mouth. She licked the ridges of his cock and stroked him at the same time. Jim lay down beside her and Sindi bent over from the waist and sucked him deeply into her mouth. They both were sucking the cocks with great abandon. Roger moved in behind Sindi and ran his hand up the inside of her thigh until he found her pussy. He worked his finger through her folds and massaged her clit. Sarah pulled her mouth away from Bob and lay back on the bed with her legs wide open. Her hands moved to her pussy and she inserts a finger inside. "I want your fuck, Bob," she says with a look of wildness about her. Bob moves up between her legs and guides his cock towards her hot hole. Sindi raises her head and climbs on top of Jim and takes his cock and guides it to her pussy. She lowered herself down on it as Jim lifts his hips. Roger moves from behind her and lays down with his cock even with Sarah's head. She fucks Bob and reaches over and takes Roger's cock and moves it to her mouth. She wondered if she could take him in her mouth because the size of his head seemed to be the size of a tennis ball. She licked the head and tried to take the head in her mouth. Bob continued fucking her as her hips thrust against him. She needed more dick but that would have to wait. She wanted Roger's dick in her pussy but she knew she wasn't ready for that. Sindi was bobbing up and down on Jim's cock as he pinched her nipples. Her breasts were shaking each time she bounced on his cock. She reached around her and ran her hand to Jim's balls and begins massaging them. Her fingers were trying to stuff them in her pussy as the fire burned within her loins. Jim's cock began throbbing signaling his impending orgasm. Sindi fucked harder and started using her muscles to squeeze the cum out of him. He arched his back and thrust deeper inside of her and exploded. His cum bathed her cervix as she held him tightly. The size of Roger's cock and the one in her pussy sends Sarah over the edge. She lunges with her hips and her juices started flowing as her pussy clutched Bob's throbbing cock. Sindi moved off of Jim and sat back against a pillow with her legs open and her fingers moved inside of her wet pussy. Jim's cum along with her own juices bathed her fingers well. Bob finished his orgasm and pulled out of Sarah. She lays there as Roger takes his cock out of her mouth and she breaths heavily until she gets her second wind. Sarah, seeing Sindi fingering herself excited her and she moved over on her hands and knees and buries her face in the cum soaked pussy of Sindi. She never had tasted a woman's pussy and to have one full of cum was exciting to her. She licked over her clit and tasted her silky walls. Sindi reached over and took hold of Rogers big cock and pulled him closer to her. Her tongue bathed his huge head and she opened wider to take him in. Jim moved in behind Sarah and spread her ass cheeks and moved his tongue between them and circled her tight hole with his tongue. He moved lower and entered her with his tongue. Sindi signaled Bob to come closer and her hand circled his cock and she began stroking it while she was sucking on the head of Roger's cock. She moved her head away and turned towards Bob and in a vacuum like move, she sucked him into her mouth as her hand continues to stroke him. Sarah could hear the sucking noises and raised her head only to see Sindi alternating with each cock. She looked around and tells Jim, "Fuck me Jim, I need a cock in my pussy." Jim slid his cock in her wet pussy and began fucking her from the rear. She went back to Sindi's pussy and fucked her with her tongue. Sindi sucked each cock while her pussy was being taken care of. For the first time, Sarah fell right into the rhythm of sucking pussy while she was being fucked from behind. She was loving every minute of it but wanted more. Jim stopped pumping his cock in and out of her and she felt his head working against the tight hole of her ass. She started to protest but wanted to try it. He pushed slowly against her ass until his head started moving inside. Slowly, he pressed further until he popped through her muscle ring. She whimpers a little with the new hurt but it subsided shortly and she started pushing her ass back to take him inside more. She continues to suck on Sindi's clit while Sindi was bringing the two other men to an orgasm with her mouth. Roger was the first one to cum. Sindi opened her mouth as his cum flew on her face. She pulled him closer and covered his head with her mouth as he continued cumming. Before she could turn her face towards Bob, he lets out a stream of cum that hits her in her hair. She quickly turned her head to catch some of his cum and she sucked him until he finished. Sindi's orgasm exploded in Sarah's mouth. Sarah licked and licked to gather all of Sindi's juices. Jim lets out a grunt as he jams his cock deep in Sarah's ass and fills her with more hot cum. Sindi reaches for Sarah's head and lifts it and kisses her. Sarah began licking the cum off of Sindi's face until all of the bodies drop and lay in each others arms as they try to gain their composure. The Librarian Capt. VII After they all shower and grab a bite to eat, the swinging cocks from the naked men was more than Sarah could take. She moved over to the couch in front of Roger and her hand started stroking him back to life. She had one thing in mind and that was to feel this massive hunk of meat inside of her. She sucks on it until it was hard and then pushed him back onto the couch and climbed on top of him. She held this huge spear in her hand and eased herself down on it. The others watched with great interest to see if she could take all of him. Sarah positioned the cock head against the opening of her pussy and pushed down slowly. She felt like she was going to split as it started entering her but she pushed down harder, driven with the desire to feel him inside. Her pussy begin stretching as inch by inch he worked his way inside. Sindi moved to the couch and had the other two men sit side by side. She moved from one to the other, sucking them back to their original hardness. Once Jim was hard, she climbed on him and guided him to her pussy. He entered with ease and began fucking her. She looked back towards Bob and told him that her ass needs something in it too. Bob moved behind her as she leaned forward and he pushed his way into her tight ass as her pussy was filled with Jim's cock. They fucked her in both openings and she was taking both of them. Sarah had half of Roger's cock in her but wanted more. She pulled up and dropped, feeling her hole almost split. She hadn't ever felt this much pain but she knew she would not be content until she has him deep inside of her. She started fucking him as the pain went away. Harder she rose and fell on his massive cock. He took her nipples and squeezed them until they also were causing pain. That was all she needed. The pain in her nipples made her forget the pain in her pussy and she started fucking him with a desire to be filled completely. She had done it. She has his whole cock in her now and her tight pussy was stretched beyond belief. Her orgasm had built beyond anything she had ever felt before. "OH FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG DICK YOU BASTARD. I'M GOING TO CUMMMMMMMMM, NOWWWWWWWWWWWWW," She screams. Roger had lifted her a little and was driving his cock in and out of her now. He was in so deep he was bouncing his cock against her womb. He grunted and lunged his hips hard as his cock erupted deep inside of her. She almost blacked out as she felt the rush of his cum bathing her insides. Her pussy tightens around him and her orgasm started and seem to continue for ten minutes. She was totally spent and collapsed on top of Roger. Sindi was jamming her pussy and ass against the two invading cocks. Jim was the first one to cum and they all followed suit. Waves of cum rushed into her body as she leans down and sucks on Jim's tongue. They all collapse with immense pleasure. Bodies were laying everywhere, well used and the women were full of cum. They all got up after their orgy and got dressed and started to leave Sarah's house. Sarah tells them they are welcome over any time. She had found a new pleasure she wanted to pursue.