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Hi there,
This story, and others like it, was first posted on www.adultsexygames.com/stories although it has yet to appear there.
I just thought I'd put them here and see what everyone else thought of them. However, if you're underage or offended by stories written about sexual scenes please do not read this. Similarly, this is a complete and utter work of fiction. Any similarity between this and anybody on the planet is purely coincidental and weird as all hell!
Thanks,
JJ
Librarian shenanigans:
Chapter 1:
Sally could hear the hushed twittering of poorly concealed whispering coming from near her station. Frowning angrily she rose from the comfortable chair in front of her silent computer, gently laying down the crinkly first edition she’d been examining for signs of damage. Walking out of her little office, if you could call it that, Sally quietly padded towards the nearest row of stacks, rounding the corner to see the girl who was speaking urgently into her cell phone. That was two cardinal sins in Sally’s book.
“Huh hmmm,” she grunted as if to clear her throat. The girl was a medium sized brunette dressed less than conservatively, with a shockingly short denim skirt and a tight blouse which pressed close against her body, revealing the outlines of her large breasts and no imprint of any bra, the points on either side of her chest suggesting she wasn’t wearing one. She was really very pretty, though Sally hardly considered herself to be in a position to judge such attributes. The girl was also talking, on a cell phone, in the library. However, when she heard Sally she merely glanced up, saw the librarian and continued with her conversation as if nothing was the matter.
“Young lady,” began Sally more assertively, “You are aware of the rules of this library. No talking outside of the discussion areas and certainly no use of cell phones.” Looking at Sally, like one would examine an errant child, the girl placed her hand across the phone’s mouthpiece and replied:
“Do you mind? I’m trying to hear my friend.” She returned to her conversation, looking away and speaking loudly but Sally couldn’t hear her through the rush of blood pounding in her ears. How dare she? How dare this scantily dressed little minx talk to her like that? In her library? Suddenly empowered by her anger, Sally took several steps forwards and grabbed the girl’s phone, yanking it out of her hand.
“She’ll call you later,” the librarian said harshly before closing the twin halves of the phone with a snap and glaring at the young brunette, whose face was a picture of absolute shock.
“I’ll give this back to you when you present me your library card and accept a fine of ten dollars,” instructed Sally authoritatively, waving the phone in the girl’s face to accentuate her point, before turning and striding back to her little open office. She sat down in her seat and breathed very deeply. How had she just done that? It was totally unlike her! More to the point it was incredibly exhilarating…
All the girls and boys who visited the main library of the Ivy League University did so without obeying a single one of its rules and, finally, Sally had stood up to one of them. Of course, there was a small part of Sally that vaguely remembered her time at the institution… where she’d been Sal O’Brian, a fun loving English literature student and all time party girl. That voice was slowly disappearing as her twenties had retreated towards the start of her thirties…
Sally had arrived at the uni and enjoyed it immensely. She’d got a high quality degree and, her heart set on her subject, she’d gone into further study, eventually achieving a doctorate. A career in academia beckoned, but Sal instead returned to her first love… books. The only reason she’d ever got into English lit had been her passion for old books, something she’d inherited from her now deceased father.
He’d been so proud when she achieved her degrees and very impressed that she’d chosen to pursue the noble if often thankless task of librarian work. Sally had applied for a vacant position at her university’s library and had been accepted immediately, as expected for such a qualified young woman. Once there she’d done well, throwing herself full heartedly into the cataloguing, repair and other tasks associated with books, both new and old.
However, since the death of her father two years before, she’d begun to… not lose interest, as such… it was more… she wanted to stretch herself a little, get back into academics, maybe write that book comparing modern English poetry with old… but she was well and truly entrenched in her job. Any time she tried to rouse herself to do something new a string of reasons not to pulled her back down.
Now she was a recently thirty year old woman, alone and without a date in over a year, doing a difficult job well, which no one appreciated, and rapidly reaching the stage where stealing a young student’s cell phone represented a major success in her life! Of course, she wasn’t lost yet. Sally was very bright and her long days spent in the library offered her a lot of time to read, her natural intelligence combined with a very orderly mind meaning she picked up things very quickly.
More than one student had approached the attractive, young looking librarian to ask for help finding a book and had been amazed that she could offer half a dozen better alternatives, regardless of subject. Similarly, Sally was hardly known as the ‘Luscious Librarian,’ or ‘Lush,’ behind her back for no reason at all… Only recently 30, but still looking ten years younger, with waist length copper red hair and emerald green eyes that harked back to her Irish heritage, Sal was a sight for sore eyes with many of the young men, not to mention some of the young women, who frequented the library.
Her curvy, well endowed body hadn’t grown any of the academic gravitas that so often accompanied literary pursuits and her face couldn’t be described as anything other than beautiful… her eyes framed by high, soft cheekbones and a sweet button nose above a large, sensuous mouth filled with good white teeth and a soft, lilting, Irish voice, when she occasionally spoke. Very occasionally she even smiled and many a person who’d seen Sal do that commentated on quite how incredibly gorgeous she was…
…If she’d dress up once in a while, put on some makeup and sometimes endeavour to smile a little more! But Sally found little to grin about these days and was unaware of all the attention that was around her. It had been an age since she’d been with someone… anyone, even the few guys and the couple of female friends who occasionally dropped by whenever they were in town. Nor did there seem to be any chance of meeting a new person any time soon. Sally considered her work her life, even if it hadn’t been as thrilling as it used to be. However, many of these things were about to change…
As she sat down in her little booth, both elated at standing up to that girl and frightened that she might get in trouble for what was, when you looked at it, theft, Sally carefully concentrated on her first edition, making no effort to look over her shoulder and see the brunette… who was almost certainly fuming at the recent turn of events. Had she turned, Sally might’ve been surprised to see that, though the girl was looking at her, her expression wasn’t angry… it was more… amused, with the flicker of a dark, naughty smile…
Suddenly a person called out the name ‘Alex!’ loudly enough to rouse both the brunette and the redhead. Sally, in her recently empowered frame of mind, turned to look in irritation, wondering if she could successfully castigate two people in one day. She saw a very pretty Chinese girl walk past her office, completely unaware of the librarian. Turning around on her swivelling chair to follow the young woman, Sally saw the girl go up to the brunette who she’d reprimanded earlier.
The two girls hugged each other close, both smiling with genuine enthusiasm. When they pulled away Sally saw the brunette, who she assumed was Alex, lean towards her friend and point in the librarian’s direction. The Chinese girl turned round with a look of suspicious surprise on her face. Suddenly realising what they were discussing, Sally made an effort to look elsewhere, lowering her eyes to the monitor to the side of her desk.
Fortunately neither of the girls could see that the screen, and the computer which controlled it, was off and when Sally finally looked up again, mustering a casual air and just happening to glance in the direction where Alex and her friend had been… she saw no one. Breathing a sigh of relief the librarian turned back to her book, dropping the cell into a draw after turning it off.
Several hours passed by relatively quickly. Sally spent the time reading her first edition, interrupted only by three or four enquiries and Tina’s regular intrusions. Tina was a blond, first year student working part time in the library as Sally’s assistant. She’d taken a real shine to the senior librarian and was always asking her if she wanted anything and such like. Sally was flattered by the attention and helped Tina with things like her essays and work, though the blond had more than enough ability to do them very well herself, she just lacked a bit of confidence…
In fact, on more than one occasion, Sally had felt that tingle she used to get whenever another person was checking her out… It happened mostly towards the end of the day, when the library was emptying and people were tired… The redhead would occasionally look around and notice Tina, the blond girl always acting a little startled or flustered. Sally had to admit, the thought of the younger woman’s beautiful young body flustered her more than a little!
Although hardly an ardent lesbian Sally had experimented while at College… that college in fact. Some of the girls, as well as a few of the guys, she’d been with occasionally dropped by too, which was fortunate as Sally had been so long out of the dating game she’d forgotten what it was all about! How she looked forwards to those times when she got to be Sal again… although she didn’t think of it quite like that.
Seeing Tina, the tall, thin, leggy, blond with her high, firm breasts and tantalisingly visible body… well Sally sometimes wondered, when it was just her and the other girl left in the library late at night, whether she shouldn’t see whether her intuition was still observing things clearly… But she always dismissed the thought. Tina was a student. She was also young, gorgeous and had men constantly around her. What could she possibly want with a tired old woman like Sally? Still, the feeling refused to go away.
With a start Sally realised that she’d been day dreaming and that it was closing time. Most of the students were already gone and it took the few stragglers little time to be persuaded to leave. It was a Friday night and a particularly big party was supposed to be happening in some place and for some reason or other. Sally had offered Tina the opportunity to go home early but the blond had insisted on staying. Sally didn’t mind having a little help tidying up.
Leaving her attractive assistant to turn off the computers, which Sally loathed because of their usurpation of books, the librarian went around the quiet building, clearing up and turning off the lights. It took her less time than usual and she was just about to go back to the main area when she noticed that one of the discussion rooms still had its lights on. Frowning at the students’ carelessness, they were supposed to extinguish all lights in those rooms and keep them tidy, though at least grateful she could see the light was on, as the rooms all had blackout blinds over the windows which could be lowered for privacy and which concealed all light from within, Sally walked over to the isolated part of the library.
Discussion areas were full of the sort of thing which, in Sally’s mind, ought to have been banned! Seats, sofas even… vending machines, carpets, talking… all the things that annoyed librarians were present and incorrect. She didn’t realise it, like others of her profession, but, although Sally wasn’t completely adverse to people being comfortable while they read, anything that encouraged them to stay any longer than they had to felt fundamentally bad. Also reflecting a trend in her profession, Sally unconsciously believed that libraries would be much better places if they were only visited by librarians!
Still, the hateful discussion areas were now a fact and Sally had to turn off any lights left on in them. Grudgingly going up the steps, they now had two floors of the damn rooms, she walked along the catwalk towards the lit doorway. Of course, it would be the one furthest away. In a foul mood at students, particularly those at her university, Sally arrived at the door and walked in.
Suddenly arms were upon her and she was yanked inside and tripped, falling to the ground. Fortunately the thick carpet cushioned any fall, but Sally was more shocked than anything. Her surprise quickly turned to fear. What was going on? Two sets of hands pulled her face up on the ground and she felt two forces yank her arms backwards painfully.
“Ow!” exclaimed Sally, before seeing exactly who was attacking her… It was the brunette… that… Alex! And her Chinese friend! They’d already tied her arms to one of the room’s heavy sofas and now they grabbed her legs. Sally tried to kick against them, incoherently shouting threats and statements… but the door of the room had swung shut and, with a sinking feeling, Sally recalled that the discussion areas were soundproofed…!
Her sudden feeling of fear temporarily stopped her kicking and the two girls instantly hooked two coils of what looked like computer cable around her feet, pulling the knots tight. Sally started to kick again, for all she was worth. They intended to tie her up and leave her attached to the big sofas which she knew she couldn’t move, let alone lift. She’d be there for the whole weekend! Unfortunately the girls knew what they were about and wrapped their makeshift ropes around the two legs to the side of one of the sofas, using the supports as pivots to pull Sally’s feet down and secure them with little slack…
Soon the senior librarian was tied up like some sort of sacrificial victim. Although real fear hadn’t really gotten through Sally’s anger, a voice at the back of her head did wonder what was going on. The two girls were assaulting a senior member of staff! That didn’t go without penalty. They surely couldn’t be throwing their whole lives away so what was their game?
“What are you doing? What are these shenanigans?” asked Sally defiantly, although she instantly regretted her use of the word ‘shenanigans.’ Standing up beside one another, between the shapely legs of the spread-eagled librarian, the brunette turned to her black haired Chinese friend and they both fell about laughing.
“Shenanigans!” giggled Alex, “What kind of word is that? You could at least swear or something!” Angry but stoical, Sally merely glared at the two girls, who were holding each other… although there was something about it that suggested they were doing it for more than just mutual support… Now that she got to see them close, Sally had to admit they really were very both beautiful, the slightly taller Alex having the fuller figure compared to her friend although neither was anything short of stunningly pretty and achingly attractive. They both also had very mischievous smiles on their faces. Sally asked her question again, using slightly stronger terms. Alex tittered.
“You hear that Clara?” she asked, “She’s tied up in a quiet, abandoned building with nothing but us for company and she’s yelling threats! I’d be scared if I was in her position…” The two girls giggled, for some reason still holding each other’s bodies… Sally felt mixed feelings but she felt that a way out had presented itself.
“If you let me go now I promise we can forget this whole thing,” she lied, “I’ll even give you back your phone.” Alex smiled much more evilly at that.
“Oh there’s no need to lie, Luscious Librarian O’Brian, and don’t worry about my phone. You see, we haven’t gone to all this trouble just to get that back…” Now fear, which had been trying to make itself heard for a while, began to creep into Sally’s heart loud and clear.
“So what do you want with me?” she asked, barely keeping the tremor out of her voice. Kneeling down between the librarian’s legs, Alex slowly teased up Sally’s frumpy skirt. Despite being brown and unflattering it was soft and easily bunched up around her waist. Clara moved away from her friend, first lowering the blackout strip of cloth over the single window of the room to conceal them from prying eyes before sitting on the sofa above Sally’s arms. But all the librarian’s attention was on the brunette.
“What are you doing?” she demanded, suddenly terrified as she felt a gust of cooler air on the tops of her thighs. Smiling all the more naughtily and… sexily, Alex placed a hand on each of them, just above the librarian’s knees.
“You’re not ticklish are you?” she enquired. Suddenly the penny dropped and Sally yelped in shock. She was devilishly ticklish and the thought of it instantly made her chest heave as she panicked. Every area of her body was exposed! Her ribs, legs, feet, arms and… everywhere!
“No!” cried the librarian, “Please don’t! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” At that moment, despite her captive’s pleas, Alex flexed her fingers.
“NAAAAOoooh!” squealed the redhead, the feeling like a bolt of purest stimulation. Observing the reaction Alex tried again.
“HAHhhoooohhh!” replied Sally, already completely overawed. Smiling in delicious anticipation, Alex tweaked the redhead’s knees again with both hands before doing so repeatedly for a good thirty seconds.
“NOAHHhhh! AHHH! AHHHAHHAHAHAAAHAAA!” It was one continuous shriek from the senior librarian and, when it stopped, all her defences were in tatters. Panting desperately, Sally tried to calm down but was completely unable to do so. How was she going to get out of this? Alex was delighted.
“Hmmm,” she said appreciably, slowly removing the redhead’s skirt altogether, “Your knees are quite sensitive. I wonder how your feet are?” Panic surged through Sally’s system. She was barefoot after her shoes had slipped off when she’d been captured. Now her tender little feet were about to be tickled! It sent her into another run of giggles which only intensified when she felt Alex’s fingers on the tops of her feet.
“I haven’t even started yet and already she’s in fits!” observed the brunette, “I wonder what happens when I actually start tickling?” With that she ran all her fingers along the souls of both of Sally’s feet.
“AAAAHAAHAAHAAHAAHAHAHAAHAAHAAaaa!” squealed the redhead, “NOAHAHAAHAAHAAHAAHAHAAAAaaaa!” It was awful. Finally, after what felt like forever, but was in fact just a minute, Alex stopped.
“It looks like our librarian is all hot and bothered,” she said thoughtfully, “Perhaps you should help her out Clara?” Instantly Sally felt her equally frumpy beige shirt slowly start to loosen. Opening her eyes she saw the Chinese girl, a devilishly rapturous look on her face and her large breasts clearly visible in their white bra beneath her T shirt as she bent forwards, undoing the redhead’s shirt buttons before removing it entirely, ripping the flimsy material as she yanked it off.
“Oooh,” said Clara, her voice American, “Matching lingerie!” Sally had indeed chosen that day to wear some lacy black panties and matching bra. Despite her outer lack of sartorial flair she hated the idea of being the sort of woman who had boring underwear and it gave her a wonderfully naughty feeling inside to wear sexy lingerie. It was perhaps her one concession to how attractive she was, despite the fact that very few people other than her usually saw it... God how she’d wished she’d put on chain mail or something now!
“Wow! That is sexy,” agreed Alex, “And we like sexy.” Her voice was suddenly husky and Sally was amazed to see the two girls lean towards each other and kiss passionately. The show would’ve made her feel a little hot around the collar in no small way… if she’d still been wearing her shirt! Breaking away, Alex returned to her station at the feet while Clara moved up to Sally’s chest, the librarian realising that the torturous tickling was going to continue.
“Please!” she begged, “I’m sorry I took your phone! I won’t tell anyone about this, really! Please!” Alex cocked her head to one side.
“That was almost convincing,” she replied, before bringing her hands to her captive’s feet, “But I know a way that’s totally foolproof!”
“No!” gushed Sally, anticipating what was about to happen, “Please no! I’ll do anything! I’lleeeeHAHAHAHAHAAAA! NOOAAAHAHAAHAAHAAHAA!” It was all far too much as Alex restarted tickling the librarian’s feet, causing the gorgeous redhead to squeal and writhe, her eyes shut and lungs bursting… and only got worse when Clara stuck her fingers into the redhead’s gaping armpits and wriggled her fingers experimentally.
“AAAAAAHHHH!” bellowed the librarian, completely surprised and overwhelmed, “NuoAAAAAHHH! NOOAAAAAAHHHH! PLEEASSSSEE, NOOOAAAAHHH… huuuh, AAAAAHHH… huuuh… AAAAAAaaahhh…” The two friends stopped their torture for a moment, after a good couple of minutes, noting that the librarian was on the verge of hyperventilating herself to unconsciousness.
Temporarily reprieved, Sally calmed down, her great, heaving chest gradually slowing as her body recovered. Finally opening her eyes she was amazed to see her two torturers wrapped in each others’ arms, their mouths locked together as Alex firmly squeezed Clara’s breast while the Chinese student groped her friend’s firm ass, pulling up the short denim material to reveal the brunette’s lacy G string.
Despite all that was happening, and her own near nakedness, Sally still found a part of her feel like reprimanding the girl for wearing such revealing underwear. Unfortunately, a much bigger part of the redhead found itself aroused by the show, her pussy moistening while her large nipples hardened. Sally was shocked at her behaviour, but the two girls rubbing their hands all over her body were very attractive and the sexual charge of the situation was beginning to affect the senior librarian in a serious way.
Finally pulling apart from one another’s mouths the two friends hugged close and turned to face the redhead, their expressions sexy and knowing. Sally rapidly lost her interest in that part of the show, realising that the tickling was almost certainly about to continue, but the two friends took a moment to tease off each others’ tops, leaving Clara’s surprisingly large, perky breasts, with their rock hard nipples, straining to break free of her lacy white bra while Alex’s even bigger, equally aroused breasts were bouncing away, free of all constraints.
For a moment Sally yearned to reach out and touch such perfect specimens, the years having merely allowed them to reach their prime in terms of size, texture and firmness. Seemingly realising the librarian’s desire, Alex moved forwards, approaching the redhead on her hands and knees. Finishing between the older woman’s legs Alex looked from Sally to her friend.
“I think we’re ready to find my phone,” she whispered, her voice as aroused as her nipples. Taking the hint Clara buried her fingers into the redhead’s armpits and began tickling for all she was worth again. Sally burst into fresh laughter and was soon in total hysterics as Alex joined in on the redhead’s knees… but Sally quickly detected a change to the girls’ tickling tactics…
Clara was edging her fingers around to the older woman’s back! Scarcely realising she was doing it, the librarian leant up, allowing the girl full access to the clasp of her bra! It came away and Sally felt the delicious waft of cool air over her nipples, making the already hard teats turn to diamond. Simultaneously, Alex’s skilful tickling of the redhead’s knees was combined with the brunette moving her near naked body all the closer to Sally writhing, thrusting pussy. They came into contact and the librarian felt her arousal build even more. The tickling stopped altogether but Sally scarcely realised. All she could feel was her arousal as she thrust her pussy against the young woman between her legs, who leant forward and teased away the librarian’s flimsy bra.
“Yes…!” breathed Sally, her eyes tight shut. Alex needed no further encouragement. She thrust her hands against the soft mounds of the librarian’s chest and squeezed the pliant tissue aggressively before taking each of the nipples between her fingers and thumbs and tweaking them with consummate skill.
“Oh!” yelped the librarian, the stimulation just short of too painful. Now Alex pulled away and Sally opened her eyes to see the girl teasing off her denim skirt. Without even realising it the redhead licked her lips and thrust her pussy towards the girl before grinding her ass into the soft carpet beneath her, the better to feel more sexual stimulation. Now Alex moved close again, lying on top of the librarian, her perfect breasts and luscious body pressing against Sally’s womanly curves as she leant down and kissed the older woman softly on the mouth.
Sally felt all her resistance disappear. Incredibly turned on by the tickling and sexiness of the ticklers, now she fully gave herself to her young captor, exploring her mouth and loving the feel of her body. Alex, for her part, was a very good kisser, not to mention her tickling skills, and quickly had Sally forgetting she’d been tied up and assaulted! Breaking away from the redhead’s mouth, Alex moved down the librarian’s chest, stopping at her nipples. Closing her eyes once again, Sally allowed the heavenly sensation to further overwhelm her.
“Do you want me to take your panties off, mistress?” asked Alex suddenly. In absolute bliss after such manipulation, Sally could only whisper a ‘Yes…!’ in reply, her eyes shut and her body primed for orgasm, although a dimly heard part of her wondered about the use of the word ‘Mistress.’ It was overruled as Alex duly obliged, pulling the sodden panties down a little. They wouldn’t go far thanks to Sally’s spread legs.
“Just rip them off!” ordered the redhead huskily. With a giggle, Alex did so, leaving Sally completely naked. The brunette issued the coup de grace.
“Is there anything I can do for you now?” she asked from between the librarian’s legs, her voice girlish and seemingly uncertain for some reason.
“Yes!” replied Sally with some feeling, “You can lick my pussy!” With a laugh Alex snaked up the redhead’s legs, kissing all the exposed skin on the way and rubbing her throbbing breasts against the tender flesh of her captive. Up and up she went, each kiss and flick of a nipple causing Sally to groan all the more. Alex continued beyond the librarian’s hips, grabbing Sally’s swollen nipples for a moment before plunging her face into the gushing, yearning pussy of the tickled redhead.
It didn’t take long. In less than a minute all the enormous stimulations Sally had endured for the previous half an hour, combined with Alex’s incredible skills as a lesbian, merged to give the librarian the most mind-blowing series of orgasms of her entire life. She bucked, she thrashed, she screamed, she yelled and finally she finished, the enormous strain her body had endured threatening to make her fall asleep. Opening her eyes she looked down at the girl between her legs who looked up, smiling evilly.
“Is that what you wanted mistress?” she asked, her tone innocent even if her expression was not.
“Yes,” replied Sally with a tired smile, before frowning after a moment, “But why are you calling me mistress?” There was a sudden snap to Sally’s right where Clara was sitting on one of the chairs, something grey in her hands. The librarian had completely forgotten about the Chinese girl! But what had she been doing?
“How was it?” asked Alex in a waspish tone.
“Perfect!” grinned Clara in reply, walking over to her friend and grabbing her close in a long, hard kiss. “But boy am I horny!” The girl’s nipples certainly suggested the fact. Alex, her own breasts still aroused, smiled and fondled her friend through her bra.
“Do your thing and get back here double quick… I’m dying to feel your body against mine!” Clara giggled excitedly and burst from the room.
“What the hell is happening?” growled Sally, suddenly angry and afraid. Alex turned and gave the librarian the most malevolent of grins.
“My friend’s just going to download that little film she made of you… it’ll be quite a bestseller I reckon… if it ever gets out!”
“Huh?” was Sally’s confused reaction. Alex leant close, her face a picture of evil humour.
“You see, that was a video camera and you’ve been filmed screwing a female student!” Confusion rapidly gave way to realisation and panic. Alex laughed heartily.
“You even gave me instructions… ‘Mistress!’” she cackled, “If that film ever gets out you’ll be utterly disgraced.”
“But why?” stammered Sally, “What do you want?” Alex smiled some more, leaning close to the librarian.
“There are others…” she began, “From them we get good grades, money and the like, but from you…? I reckon we can get something a lot more exciting!” She traced a path up Sally’s naked body, the redhead flinching against the touch of the girl.
“Oh yes,” continued Alex, absentmindedly, “We’ve got plans for you…!” At that moment Clara reappeared.
“All done!” she gushed, chucking the small digital camcorder over into a pile of bags and clothes that had formed, “It looks pretty good as well! You’d think old Lush had asked you to tie her up!” The two friends grinned in evil triumph and pulled each other close. Sally felt the tears form in her eyes as the blackest of despairs threatened to close down on her.
“What do you want?” she asked, “What are you going to do to me?” At that Alex and Clara all but ripped off each others clothes until they were as naked as Sally. They knelt down next to her, either side of her chest.
“We’re going to tickle you till you cum!” explained Clara.
“And we’re going to enjoy ourselves while we do it this time!” finished Alex, her fingers poised above the librarian’s delectable sides. Sally felt the despair overwhelm her as she prepared for the rest of the night’s tickling…
TO BE CONTINUED…
This story, and others like it, was first posted on www.adultsexygames.com/stories although it has yet to appear there.
I just thought I'd put them here and see what everyone else thought of them. However, if you're underage or offended by stories written about sexual scenes please do not read this. Similarly, this is a complete and utter work of fiction. Any similarity between this and anybody on the planet is purely coincidental and weird as all hell!
Thanks,
JJ
Librarian shenanigans:
Chapter 1:
Sally could hear the hushed twittering of poorly concealed whispering coming from near her station. Frowning angrily she rose from the comfortable chair in front of her silent computer, gently laying down the crinkly first edition she’d been examining for signs of damage. Walking out of her little office, if you could call it that, Sally quietly padded towards the nearest row of stacks, rounding the corner to see the girl who was speaking urgently into her cell phone. That was two cardinal sins in Sally’s book.
“Huh hmmm,” she grunted as if to clear her throat. The girl was a medium sized brunette dressed less than conservatively, with a shockingly short denim skirt and a tight blouse which pressed close against her body, revealing the outlines of her large breasts and no imprint of any bra, the points on either side of her chest suggesting she wasn’t wearing one. She was really very pretty, though Sally hardly considered herself to be in a position to judge such attributes. The girl was also talking, on a cell phone, in the library. However, when she heard Sally she merely glanced up, saw the librarian and continued with her conversation as if nothing was the matter.
“Young lady,” began Sally more assertively, “You are aware of the rules of this library. No talking outside of the discussion areas and certainly no use of cell phones.” Looking at Sally, like one would examine an errant child, the girl placed her hand across the phone’s mouthpiece and replied:
“Do you mind? I’m trying to hear my friend.” She returned to her conversation, looking away and speaking loudly but Sally couldn’t hear her through the rush of blood pounding in her ears. How dare she? How dare this scantily dressed little minx talk to her like that? In her library? Suddenly empowered by her anger, Sally took several steps forwards and grabbed the girl’s phone, yanking it out of her hand.
“She’ll call you later,” the librarian said harshly before closing the twin halves of the phone with a snap and glaring at the young brunette, whose face was a picture of absolute shock.
“I’ll give this back to you when you present me your library card and accept a fine of ten dollars,” instructed Sally authoritatively, waving the phone in the girl’s face to accentuate her point, before turning and striding back to her little open office. She sat down in her seat and breathed very deeply. How had she just done that? It was totally unlike her! More to the point it was incredibly exhilarating…
All the girls and boys who visited the main library of the Ivy League University did so without obeying a single one of its rules and, finally, Sally had stood up to one of them. Of course, there was a small part of Sally that vaguely remembered her time at the institution… where she’d been Sal O’Brian, a fun loving English literature student and all time party girl. That voice was slowly disappearing as her twenties had retreated towards the start of her thirties…
Sally had arrived at the uni and enjoyed it immensely. She’d got a high quality degree and, her heart set on her subject, she’d gone into further study, eventually achieving a doctorate. A career in academia beckoned, but Sal instead returned to her first love… books. The only reason she’d ever got into English lit had been her passion for old books, something she’d inherited from her now deceased father.
He’d been so proud when she achieved her degrees and very impressed that she’d chosen to pursue the noble if often thankless task of librarian work. Sally had applied for a vacant position at her university’s library and had been accepted immediately, as expected for such a qualified young woman. Once there she’d done well, throwing herself full heartedly into the cataloguing, repair and other tasks associated with books, both new and old.
However, since the death of her father two years before, she’d begun to… not lose interest, as such… it was more… she wanted to stretch herself a little, get back into academics, maybe write that book comparing modern English poetry with old… but she was well and truly entrenched in her job. Any time she tried to rouse herself to do something new a string of reasons not to pulled her back down.
Now she was a recently thirty year old woman, alone and without a date in over a year, doing a difficult job well, which no one appreciated, and rapidly reaching the stage where stealing a young student’s cell phone represented a major success in her life! Of course, she wasn’t lost yet. Sally was very bright and her long days spent in the library offered her a lot of time to read, her natural intelligence combined with a very orderly mind meaning she picked up things very quickly.
More than one student had approached the attractive, young looking librarian to ask for help finding a book and had been amazed that she could offer half a dozen better alternatives, regardless of subject. Similarly, Sally was hardly known as the ‘Luscious Librarian,’ or ‘Lush,’ behind her back for no reason at all… Only recently 30, but still looking ten years younger, with waist length copper red hair and emerald green eyes that harked back to her Irish heritage, Sal was a sight for sore eyes with many of the young men, not to mention some of the young women, who frequented the library.
Her curvy, well endowed body hadn’t grown any of the academic gravitas that so often accompanied literary pursuits and her face couldn’t be described as anything other than beautiful… her eyes framed by high, soft cheekbones and a sweet button nose above a large, sensuous mouth filled with good white teeth and a soft, lilting, Irish voice, when she occasionally spoke. Very occasionally she even smiled and many a person who’d seen Sal do that commentated on quite how incredibly gorgeous she was…
…If she’d dress up once in a while, put on some makeup and sometimes endeavour to smile a little more! But Sally found little to grin about these days and was unaware of all the attention that was around her. It had been an age since she’d been with someone… anyone, even the few guys and the couple of female friends who occasionally dropped by whenever they were in town. Nor did there seem to be any chance of meeting a new person any time soon. Sally considered her work her life, even if it hadn’t been as thrilling as it used to be. However, many of these things were about to change…
As she sat down in her little booth, both elated at standing up to that girl and frightened that she might get in trouble for what was, when you looked at it, theft, Sally carefully concentrated on her first edition, making no effort to look over her shoulder and see the brunette… who was almost certainly fuming at the recent turn of events. Had she turned, Sally might’ve been surprised to see that, though the girl was looking at her, her expression wasn’t angry… it was more… amused, with the flicker of a dark, naughty smile…
Suddenly a person called out the name ‘Alex!’ loudly enough to rouse both the brunette and the redhead. Sally, in her recently empowered frame of mind, turned to look in irritation, wondering if she could successfully castigate two people in one day. She saw a very pretty Chinese girl walk past her office, completely unaware of the librarian. Turning around on her swivelling chair to follow the young woman, Sally saw the girl go up to the brunette who she’d reprimanded earlier.
The two girls hugged each other close, both smiling with genuine enthusiasm. When they pulled away Sally saw the brunette, who she assumed was Alex, lean towards her friend and point in the librarian’s direction. The Chinese girl turned round with a look of suspicious surprise on her face. Suddenly realising what they were discussing, Sally made an effort to look elsewhere, lowering her eyes to the monitor to the side of her desk.
Fortunately neither of the girls could see that the screen, and the computer which controlled it, was off and when Sally finally looked up again, mustering a casual air and just happening to glance in the direction where Alex and her friend had been… she saw no one. Breathing a sigh of relief the librarian turned back to her book, dropping the cell into a draw after turning it off.
Several hours passed by relatively quickly. Sally spent the time reading her first edition, interrupted only by three or four enquiries and Tina’s regular intrusions. Tina was a blond, first year student working part time in the library as Sally’s assistant. She’d taken a real shine to the senior librarian and was always asking her if she wanted anything and such like. Sally was flattered by the attention and helped Tina with things like her essays and work, though the blond had more than enough ability to do them very well herself, she just lacked a bit of confidence…
In fact, on more than one occasion, Sally had felt that tingle she used to get whenever another person was checking her out… It happened mostly towards the end of the day, when the library was emptying and people were tired… The redhead would occasionally look around and notice Tina, the blond girl always acting a little startled or flustered. Sally had to admit, the thought of the younger woman’s beautiful young body flustered her more than a little!
Although hardly an ardent lesbian Sally had experimented while at College… that college in fact. Some of the girls, as well as a few of the guys, she’d been with occasionally dropped by too, which was fortunate as Sally had been so long out of the dating game she’d forgotten what it was all about! How she looked forwards to those times when she got to be Sal again… although she didn’t think of it quite like that.
Seeing Tina, the tall, thin, leggy, blond with her high, firm breasts and tantalisingly visible body… well Sally sometimes wondered, when it was just her and the other girl left in the library late at night, whether she shouldn’t see whether her intuition was still observing things clearly… But she always dismissed the thought. Tina was a student. She was also young, gorgeous and had men constantly around her. What could she possibly want with a tired old woman like Sally? Still, the feeling refused to go away.
With a start Sally realised that she’d been day dreaming and that it was closing time. Most of the students were already gone and it took the few stragglers little time to be persuaded to leave. It was a Friday night and a particularly big party was supposed to be happening in some place and for some reason or other. Sally had offered Tina the opportunity to go home early but the blond had insisted on staying. Sally didn’t mind having a little help tidying up.
Leaving her attractive assistant to turn off the computers, which Sally loathed because of their usurpation of books, the librarian went around the quiet building, clearing up and turning off the lights. It took her less time than usual and she was just about to go back to the main area when she noticed that one of the discussion rooms still had its lights on. Frowning at the students’ carelessness, they were supposed to extinguish all lights in those rooms and keep them tidy, though at least grateful she could see the light was on, as the rooms all had blackout blinds over the windows which could be lowered for privacy and which concealed all light from within, Sally walked over to the isolated part of the library.
Discussion areas were full of the sort of thing which, in Sally’s mind, ought to have been banned! Seats, sofas even… vending machines, carpets, talking… all the things that annoyed librarians were present and incorrect. She didn’t realise it, like others of her profession, but, although Sally wasn’t completely adverse to people being comfortable while they read, anything that encouraged them to stay any longer than they had to felt fundamentally bad. Also reflecting a trend in her profession, Sally unconsciously believed that libraries would be much better places if they were only visited by librarians!
Still, the hateful discussion areas were now a fact and Sally had to turn off any lights left on in them. Grudgingly going up the steps, they now had two floors of the damn rooms, she walked along the catwalk towards the lit doorway. Of course, it would be the one furthest away. In a foul mood at students, particularly those at her university, Sally arrived at the door and walked in.
Suddenly arms were upon her and she was yanked inside and tripped, falling to the ground. Fortunately the thick carpet cushioned any fall, but Sally was more shocked than anything. Her surprise quickly turned to fear. What was going on? Two sets of hands pulled her face up on the ground and she felt two forces yank her arms backwards painfully.
“Ow!” exclaimed Sally, before seeing exactly who was attacking her… It was the brunette… that… Alex! And her Chinese friend! They’d already tied her arms to one of the room’s heavy sofas and now they grabbed her legs. Sally tried to kick against them, incoherently shouting threats and statements… but the door of the room had swung shut and, with a sinking feeling, Sally recalled that the discussion areas were soundproofed…!
Her sudden feeling of fear temporarily stopped her kicking and the two girls instantly hooked two coils of what looked like computer cable around her feet, pulling the knots tight. Sally started to kick again, for all she was worth. They intended to tie her up and leave her attached to the big sofas which she knew she couldn’t move, let alone lift. She’d be there for the whole weekend! Unfortunately the girls knew what they were about and wrapped their makeshift ropes around the two legs to the side of one of the sofas, using the supports as pivots to pull Sally’s feet down and secure them with little slack…
Soon the senior librarian was tied up like some sort of sacrificial victim. Although real fear hadn’t really gotten through Sally’s anger, a voice at the back of her head did wonder what was going on. The two girls were assaulting a senior member of staff! That didn’t go without penalty. They surely couldn’t be throwing their whole lives away so what was their game?
“What are you doing? What are these shenanigans?” asked Sally defiantly, although she instantly regretted her use of the word ‘shenanigans.’ Standing up beside one another, between the shapely legs of the spread-eagled librarian, the brunette turned to her black haired Chinese friend and they both fell about laughing.
“Shenanigans!” giggled Alex, “What kind of word is that? You could at least swear or something!” Angry but stoical, Sally merely glared at the two girls, who were holding each other… although there was something about it that suggested they were doing it for more than just mutual support… Now that she got to see them close, Sally had to admit they really were very both beautiful, the slightly taller Alex having the fuller figure compared to her friend although neither was anything short of stunningly pretty and achingly attractive. They both also had very mischievous smiles on their faces. Sally asked her question again, using slightly stronger terms. Alex tittered.
“You hear that Clara?” she asked, “She’s tied up in a quiet, abandoned building with nothing but us for company and she’s yelling threats! I’d be scared if I was in her position…” The two girls giggled, for some reason still holding each other’s bodies… Sally felt mixed feelings but she felt that a way out had presented itself.
“If you let me go now I promise we can forget this whole thing,” she lied, “I’ll even give you back your phone.” Alex smiled much more evilly at that.
“Oh there’s no need to lie, Luscious Librarian O’Brian, and don’t worry about my phone. You see, we haven’t gone to all this trouble just to get that back…” Now fear, which had been trying to make itself heard for a while, began to creep into Sally’s heart loud and clear.
“So what do you want with me?” she asked, barely keeping the tremor out of her voice. Kneeling down between the librarian’s legs, Alex slowly teased up Sally’s frumpy skirt. Despite being brown and unflattering it was soft and easily bunched up around her waist. Clara moved away from her friend, first lowering the blackout strip of cloth over the single window of the room to conceal them from prying eyes before sitting on the sofa above Sally’s arms. But all the librarian’s attention was on the brunette.
“What are you doing?” she demanded, suddenly terrified as she felt a gust of cooler air on the tops of her thighs. Smiling all the more naughtily and… sexily, Alex placed a hand on each of them, just above the librarian’s knees.
“You’re not ticklish are you?” she enquired. Suddenly the penny dropped and Sally yelped in shock. She was devilishly ticklish and the thought of it instantly made her chest heave as she panicked. Every area of her body was exposed! Her ribs, legs, feet, arms and… everywhere!
“No!” cried the librarian, “Please don’t! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” At that moment, despite her captive’s pleas, Alex flexed her fingers.
“NAAAAOoooh!” squealed the redhead, the feeling like a bolt of purest stimulation. Observing the reaction Alex tried again.
“HAHhhoooohhh!” replied Sally, already completely overawed. Smiling in delicious anticipation, Alex tweaked the redhead’s knees again with both hands before doing so repeatedly for a good thirty seconds.
“NOAHHhhh! AHHH! AHHHAHHAHAHAAAHAAA!” It was one continuous shriek from the senior librarian and, when it stopped, all her defences were in tatters. Panting desperately, Sally tried to calm down but was completely unable to do so. How was she going to get out of this? Alex was delighted.
“Hmmm,” she said appreciably, slowly removing the redhead’s skirt altogether, “Your knees are quite sensitive. I wonder how your feet are?” Panic surged through Sally’s system. She was barefoot after her shoes had slipped off when she’d been captured. Now her tender little feet were about to be tickled! It sent her into another run of giggles which only intensified when she felt Alex’s fingers on the tops of her feet.
“I haven’t even started yet and already she’s in fits!” observed the brunette, “I wonder what happens when I actually start tickling?” With that she ran all her fingers along the souls of both of Sally’s feet.
“AAAAHAAHAAHAAHAAHAHAHAAHAAHAAaaa!” squealed the redhead, “NOAHAHAAHAAHAAHAAHAHAAAAaaaa!” It was awful. Finally, after what felt like forever, but was in fact just a minute, Alex stopped.
“It looks like our librarian is all hot and bothered,” she said thoughtfully, “Perhaps you should help her out Clara?” Instantly Sally felt her equally frumpy beige shirt slowly start to loosen. Opening her eyes she saw the Chinese girl, a devilishly rapturous look on her face and her large breasts clearly visible in their white bra beneath her T shirt as she bent forwards, undoing the redhead’s shirt buttons before removing it entirely, ripping the flimsy material as she yanked it off.
“Oooh,” said Clara, her voice American, “Matching lingerie!” Sally had indeed chosen that day to wear some lacy black panties and matching bra. Despite her outer lack of sartorial flair she hated the idea of being the sort of woman who had boring underwear and it gave her a wonderfully naughty feeling inside to wear sexy lingerie. It was perhaps her one concession to how attractive she was, despite the fact that very few people other than her usually saw it... God how she’d wished she’d put on chain mail or something now!
“Wow! That is sexy,” agreed Alex, “And we like sexy.” Her voice was suddenly husky and Sally was amazed to see the two girls lean towards each other and kiss passionately. The show would’ve made her feel a little hot around the collar in no small way… if she’d still been wearing her shirt! Breaking away, Alex returned to her station at the feet while Clara moved up to Sally’s chest, the librarian realising that the torturous tickling was going to continue.
“Please!” she begged, “I’m sorry I took your phone! I won’t tell anyone about this, really! Please!” Alex cocked her head to one side.
“That was almost convincing,” she replied, before bringing her hands to her captive’s feet, “But I know a way that’s totally foolproof!”
“No!” gushed Sally, anticipating what was about to happen, “Please no! I’ll do anything! I’lleeeeHAHAHAHAHAAAA! NOOAAAHAHAAHAAHAAHAA!” It was all far too much as Alex restarted tickling the librarian’s feet, causing the gorgeous redhead to squeal and writhe, her eyes shut and lungs bursting… and only got worse when Clara stuck her fingers into the redhead’s gaping armpits and wriggled her fingers experimentally.
“AAAAAAHHHH!” bellowed the librarian, completely surprised and overwhelmed, “NuoAAAAAHHH! NOOAAAAAAHHHH! PLEEASSSSEE, NOOOAAAAHHH… huuuh, AAAAAHHH… huuuh… AAAAAAaaahhh…” The two friends stopped their torture for a moment, after a good couple of minutes, noting that the librarian was on the verge of hyperventilating herself to unconsciousness.
Temporarily reprieved, Sally calmed down, her great, heaving chest gradually slowing as her body recovered. Finally opening her eyes she was amazed to see her two torturers wrapped in each others’ arms, their mouths locked together as Alex firmly squeezed Clara’s breast while the Chinese student groped her friend’s firm ass, pulling up the short denim material to reveal the brunette’s lacy G string.
Despite all that was happening, and her own near nakedness, Sally still found a part of her feel like reprimanding the girl for wearing such revealing underwear. Unfortunately, a much bigger part of the redhead found itself aroused by the show, her pussy moistening while her large nipples hardened. Sally was shocked at her behaviour, but the two girls rubbing their hands all over her body were very attractive and the sexual charge of the situation was beginning to affect the senior librarian in a serious way.
Finally pulling apart from one another’s mouths the two friends hugged close and turned to face the redhead, their expressions sexy and knowing. Sally rapidly lost her interest in that part of the show, realising that the tickling was almost certainly about to continue, but the two friends took a moment to tease off each others’ tops, leaving Clara’s surprisingly large, perky breasts, with their rock hard nipples, straining to break free of her lacy white bra while Alex’s even bigger, equally aroused breasts were bouncing away, free of all constraints.
For a moment Sally yearned to reach out and touch such perfect specimens, the years having merely allowed them to reach their prime in terms of size, texture and firmness. Seemingly realising the librarian’s desire, Alex moved forwards, approaching the redhead on her hands and knees. Finishing between the older woman’s legs Alex looked from Sally to her friend.
“I think we’re ready to find my phone,” she whispered, her voice as aroused as her nipples. Taking the hint Clara buried her fingers into the redhead’s armpits and began tickling for all she was worth again. Sally burst into fresh laughter and was soon in total hysterics as Alex joined in on the redhead’s knees… but Sally quickly detected a change to the girls’ tickling tactics…
Clara was edging her fingers around to the older woman’s back! Scarcely realising she was doing it, the librarian leant up, allowing the girl full access to the clasp of her bra! It came away and Sally felt the delicious waft of cool air over her nipples, making the already hard teats turn to diamond. Simultaneously, Alex’s skilful tickling of the redhead’s knees was combined with the brunette moving her near naked body all the closer to Sally writhing, thrusting pussy. They came into contact and the librarian felt her arousal build even more. The tickling stopped altogether but Sally scarcely realised. All she could feel was her arousal as she thrust her pussy against the young woman between her legs, who leant forward and teased away the librarian’s flimsy bra.
“Yes…!” breathed Sally, her eyes tight shut. Alex needed no further encouragement. She thrust her hands against the soft mounds of the librarian’s chest and squeezed the pliant tissue aggressively before taking each of the nipples between her fingers and thumbs and tweaking them with consummate skill.
“Oh!” yelped the librarian, the stimulation just short of too painful. Now Alex pulled away and Sally opened her eyes to see the girl teasing off her denim skirt. Without even realising it the redhead licked her lips and thrust her pussy towards the girl before grinding her ass into the soft carpet beneath her, the better to feel more sexual stimulation. Now Alex moved close again, lying on top of the librarian, her perfect breasts and luscious body pressing against Sally’s womanly curves as she leant down and kissed the older woman softly on the mouth.
Sally felt all her resistance disappear. Incredibly turned on by the tickling and sexiness of the ticklers, now she fully gave herself to her young captor, exploring her mouth and loving the feel of her body. Alex, for her part, was a very good kisser, not to mention her tickling skills, and quickly had Sally forgetting she’d been tied up and assaulted! Breaking away from the redhead’s mouth, Alex moved down the librarian’s chest, stopping at her nipples. Closing her eyes once again, Sally allowed the heavenly sensation to further overwhelm her.
“Do you want me to take your panties off, mistress?” asked Alex suddenly. In absolute bliss after such manipulation, Sally could only whisper a ‘Yes…!’ in reply, her eyes shut and her body primed for orgasm, although a dimly heard part of her wondered about the use of the word ‘Mistress.’ It was overruled as Alex duly obliged, pulling the sodden panties down a little. They wouldn’t go far thanks to Sally’s spread legs.
“Just rip them off!” ordered the redhead huskily. With a giggle, Alex did so, leaving Sally completely naked. The brunette issued the coup de grace.
“Is there anything I can do for you now?” she asked from between the librarian’s legs, her voice girlish and seemingly uncertain for some reason.
“Yes!” replied Sally with some feeling, “You can lick my pussy!” With a laugh Alex snaked up the redhead’s legs, kissing all the exposed skin on the way and rubbing her throbbing breasts against the tender flesh of her captive. Up and up she went, each kiss and flick of a nipple causing Sally to groan all the more. Alex continued beyond the librarian’s hips, grabbing Sally’s swollen nipples for a moment before plunging her face into the gushing, yearning pussy of the tickled redhead.
It didn’t take long. In less than a minute all the enormous stimulations Sally had endured for the previous half an hour, combined with Alex’s incredible skills as a lesbian, merged to give the librarian the most mind-blowing series of orgasms of her entire life. She bucked, she thrashed, she screamed, she yelled and finally she finished, the enormous strain her body had endured threatening to make her fall asleep. Opening her eyes she looked down at the girl between her legs who looked up, smiling evilly.
“Is that what you wanted mistress?” she asked, her tone innocent even if her expression was not.
“Yes,” replied Sally with a tired smile, before frowning after a moment, “But why are you calling me mistress?” There was a sudden snap to Sally’s right where Clara was sitting on one of the chairs, something grey in her hands. The librarian had completely forgotten about the Chinese girl! But what had she been doing?
“How was it?” asked Alex in a waspish tone.
“Perfect!” grinned Clara in reply, walking over to her friend and grabbing her close in a long, hard kiss. “But boy am I horny!” The girl’s nipples certainly suggested the fact. Alex, her own breasts still aroused, smiled and fondled her friend through her bra.
“Do your thing and get back here double quick… I’m dying to feel your body against mine!” Clara giggled excitedly and burst from the room.
“What the hell is happening?” growled Sally, suddenly angry and afraid. Alex turned and gave the librarian the most malevolent of grins.
“My friend’s just going to download that little film she made of you… it’ll be quite a bestseller I reckon… if it ever gets out!”
“Huh?” was Sally’s confused reaction. Alex leant close, her face a picture of evil humour.
“You see, that was a video camera and you’ve been filmed screwing a female student!” Confusion rapidly gave way to realisation and panic. Alex laughed heartily.
“You even gave me instructions… ‘Mistress!’” she cackled, “If that film ever gets out you’ll be utterly disgraced.”
“But why?” stammered Sally, “What do you want?” Alex smiled some more, leaning close to the librarian.
“There are others…” she began, “From them we get good grades, money and the like, but from you…? I reckon we can get something a lot more exciting!” She traced a path up Sally’s naked body, the redhead flinching against the touch of the girl.
“Oh yes,” continued Alex, absentmindedly, “We’ve got plans for you…!” At that moment Clara reappeared.
“All done!” she gushed, chucking the small digital camcorder over into a pile of bags and clothes that had formed, “It looks pretty good as well! You’d think old Lush had asked you to tie her up!” The two friends grinned in evil triumph and pulled each other close. Sally felt the tears form in her eyes as the blackest of despairs threatened to close down on her.
“What do you want?” she asked, “What are you going to do to me?” At that Alex and Clara all but ripped off each others clothes until they were as naked as Sally. They knelt down next to her, either side of her chest.
“We’re going to tickle you till you cum!” explained Clara.
“And we’re going to enjoy ourselves while we do it this time!” finished Alex, her fingers poised above the librarian’s delectable sides. Sally felt the despair overwhelm her as she prepared for the rest of the night’s tickling…
TO BE CONTINUED…
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