Library Lesbians (1/2)

  The pretty blonde hesitated outside the steps of the Municipal
Library. It was Monday morning, and she was scared.

  Tiffany Simpkins had been working in the Library for several 
months. It was her first professional post after leaving
college and she had found it enjoyable and challenging.

  However, after her three-month induction period she had been 
transferred to the Reference Library up on the third floor. And 
under the supervision of Miss Ryan, the Reference Librarian.
 
  Tiffany worked with her on a daily basis, and their working 
relationship had been fine, if a little limited to professional 
and service provision matters. However, the past week has become 
rather difficult for Tiffany - Miss Ryan had begun to come on to 
her.

  At first Tiffany had thought that Miss Ryan was just warming to 
her, but then it became too obvious - Tiffany found her brushing 
past her rather too often than necessary, and touching her hand 
or arm when making a point, and looking at her for long periods 
without any shame : even when Tiffany managed to pluck up the 
courage and look her in the eye. Miss Ryan simply stared back.
 
  Tiffany normally spent the first couple of hours of each Monday
morning in the administration room, as she wasn't due for 
desk duty until midday. As she walked up the main stairs of the
library she passed the narrow staff-only staircase to the
upstairs archive collection. 

  In that doorway, obviously waiting for her, was Miss Ryan.
Tiffany froze in her tracks without a word being said. Miss Ryan 
stepped to one side and indicated that Tiffany should climb the 
stairs.  Almost in a trance, rigid with shock, Tiffany did as she 
was expected and climbed the steep, narrow staircase, weak at the 
knees, her stomach skittering.

  She entered the room at the top of the stairs and walked
into it. She didn't turn round, but heard Miss Ryan
follow her, then the sound of the door swinging shut, and then
the door being looked. 

  "Turn around." The command was spoken in a firm voice, and
Tiffany did so, her eyelids lowered, staring at the floor. Miss
Ryan stepped forward and stopped a pace in front of her, and
took hold of Tiffany's chin and lifted her head.

  A pair of dark, intense eyes bored into her, eyes that were
glinting with lust. Then Miss Ryan took a pace forward and
pressed her lips against Tiffany's.

  The blonde let out a little moan of protest and stepped 
backwards, but the older women matched her every step and 
suddenly Tiffany was pushed against a bookstack and could retreat
no further and Miss Ryan was kissing her ever so deeply.

  The heavy breasts of the older woman was pressing against her, 
and suddenly Tiffany realised that she wanted this, wanted it so 
badly. She began to kiss back and they probed each other with 
their tongues and each began to moan and groan and express their 
urgency in whimpers and gasps.

  And then Tiffany felt a hand on her skirt, fumbling at the
catch, and Tiffany helped and her skirt slipped to the floor. Then
Miss Ryan pulled away and slowly knelt down and Tiffany had to
grip the shelves as her panties were quickly removed. And
then.. and then..
 
  "Ohh.." Tiffany moaned - a long, soulful, trembling sigh that came
from deep within her fulsome bosom. She bit her lip, and a guilty
expression stole across her face at the thought of what was
happening to her. She moaned once again - even longer this time,  
rising in pitch until it became a shuddering squeak. "Miss
Ryan!" she whispered, as if chiding her supervisor for misfiling
a catalogue card.

  Miss Ryan took no notice, persevering with her oral assault
on the junior librarian. The young girl's pussy was flooding with
aromatic juices and her labia had engorged most gratifyingly 
as a result of the spinster's cunnilingual assault, and the
clit on the girl! It was like a thimble, and Miss Ryan pulled
on the stiff little bud with her teeth, eliciting yet another
moan from the blonde.

  Her subordinate was responding most gratifyingly, beginning
to rhythmically push her neatly clipped pussy back and forth
against the probing tongue, and Miss Ryan reached around to
cup the cute little arse that she had been ogling for so many
weeks. The girl was getting thoroughly worked up.

  Miss Ryan pulled away - only momentarily, but causing Tiffany
to moan in disappointment. The young girl groaned however, as
her boss firmly turned her round and pushed the small of her
back to get her to bend over. Tiffany spread her legs and bent
forward then gasped as the oral assault resumed, but from a
different angle - a different, perverse angle that allowed the
snake-like tongue to delve deep into her wet tunnel. And..!

  Tiffany was far too gone to resist as Miss Ryan took her
further than she had ever gone before. First the nimble fingers
squeezed her cheeks, then parted them, and the wet tongue
moved inexorably upwards and was suddenly pushing in a most
private place! 

  "Oh My!" Tiffany gurgled as the tongue pushed into her and
her colleague's fingertips tweaked and teased that throbbing
bud of excitement between her legs. It was all too much for
her to stand! She found herself moaning 'no' to herself
repeatedly, as if denying the all-too-palpable sensation, the
all-too-familiar sensation. But this time it was the result
of someone else's ministrations, not her own masturbatory
efforts, and this time, this time....

  Miss Ryan was revelling in the effect she was having on
the new girl, and fought hard to remain glued to the blonde's
backside as a searing climax shuddered through the junior
librarian's firm little body. 

  "Cum for me, cum for me, you hot little tart," the thirty-
something spinster whispered, probing and fingering
mercilessly, allowing her acolyte no respite, drawing every
ounce of orgasmic intensity from the sensual body.

  She finally pulled away, face sticky and fragrant and
turned the girl around to face her. She pressed forward, feeling
the thrusting young bosoms against her own, and kissed Tiffany
vigorously again, her tongue pushing into her mouth only moments
after it had been between Tiffany's legs.

  Tiffany could taste her own juices on Miss Ryan's tongue and
was powerless to resist as her boss began to unbutton her
blouse and reached around her to unclip her bra. Her breasts
swung free and then she was left gasping as the red head's
mouth took possession of her heaving chest, sucking on the
swollen, sensitive nipples. 

  Miss Ryan sucked and teased and tweaked the two buds
and one hand cupped the sticky honeypot between Tiffany's
thighs. She stopped her assault on Tiffany's breasts and looked 
the blonde straight in the eyes - "Don't think I've finished 
with you yet, madam."

  Tiffany almost climaxed again at this, rolling her eyes
skyward. "Please!" she protested, but it was not a convincing
plea.

  Her senior looked at her through sensually slitted eyes. "I'm
going to make you cum till it feels like your brains are
exploding." With that her fingers began to frig the blonde's
still swollen clit with a rapid up and down motion whilst
she began to nibble and kiss and lick at Tiffany's soft neck
and cute little ears. "Cum for me Tiffany," she whispered into
her ear. "Cum for me. Cum for me", she urged, staring deep
into the blue, blue eyes. She was finding it difficult to frig 
her young lover due to the juices that the blonde was pouring 
forth.

  "Oh yes! Oh yes!" Tiffany gurgled, a second climax
shuddering through her, waves of pleasure crashing over
her body. She had never known anything like it and the moans
that escaped her lips from between the kisses being planted
upon them were almost sobs. 

  The world was swimming, swimming, and in a half-swoon she
found herself slowly sinking to the floor, being held in
the strong arms of her tormentress. Miss Ryan let her
lie on the floor and she lay there, covered in a sheen
of sweat, pussy tingling and as wet as a river, her
chest heaving. She had known nothing like it at college with
her young lovers - she knew she was at the mercy of a very,
very experienced woman.

  Tiffany opened her eyes and saw Miss Ryan towering above her,
naked. She looked like an Amazon, a strong, firm body, with
large round breasts. Miss Ryan squatted and then knelt above
Tiffany and stretched out on top of her as if she was a man.
Resting on her elbows, her heavy breasts brushing against
Tiffany's stiff nipples, the older woman looked deep into Tiffany's
blue eyes - "I'm going to fuck you."

  Tiffany groaned and then pleaded: "Oh please, please fuck me!" 
She lifted her knees, flanking Miss Ryan's hips, and crossed her 
feet above her backside. They pushed their pubic mounds together, 
and Miss Ryan began a rhythmic back and forth motion whilst kissing 
her young assistant deeply again. 

  "Do you want a cock in your sweet pussy?" Miss Ryan whispered.
"Do you want a cock?"

  The blonde bit her lip then whispered back, "I want a cock."

  "Where do you want it?" Miss Ryan asked, and the youn girl
trembled. She repeated herself: "Where do you want it?"

  "In my pussy! I want a cock in your pussy!" Tiffany was now
at the point of being almost unaware of where she was. She barely
noticed Miss Ryan lift herself up and rummage about in her
handbag, which was nearby. But she noticed her new lover strapping
a dildo onto herself. "Oh my sweet Jesus!" the younger girl
groaned.

  Miss Ryan moved forward, but, instead of lying on top of the
perspiring blonde, got her to roll over and onto her hands and
knees, and took her from behind. 

  "Oh God! That feels so-o good!" Tiffany groaned, eyes shut,
as she felt the thick cockhead slide into her dripping pussy.

  The straps around Miss Ryan's thighs and waist were tightly drawn, and 
she was able to give her friend a vigorous fucking with the ten-inch
phallus. As she rode the blonde she gave a running commentary : 

  "My b-i-g black cock is fucking your juicy cunt, you bitch. My big,
fat, hard cock is going in - and out - and in.."  Each thrust
elicited a little 'uhh' from Tiffany, who had one hand underneath
her body, rubbing away at her tight little clit.

  Miss Ryan was holding Tiffany's hips to get a better purchase, looking
between Tiffany's arse cheeks at the oh-so lewd sight of her strap-on
sliding in and out of her friend's wet pussy. The large, jet black, 
veined phallus looked  even more obscene in contrast to the smooth 
creamy cheeks it was sliding between.

 Then her eyes fell on the pert little pucker of Tiffany's butt-hole.

  "I'm going to shove my cock in your ass," she whispered.

  Tiffany shook her head and mumbled a 'no'.

  But Miss Ryan pushed her thumb against the pink hole and pushed a
little. 
"Oh, but I am," she hissed. "I'm going to shove my big fat cock right
up your ass until you squeal." The muscle gave with only a little 
resistance, relaxed and stretched from the thorough fingering and
rimming that had recently taken place, and Miss Ryan eased her thumb
deep up
Tiffany's backside, causing the blonde to groan some more. Pulling out
her thumb, she lubricated it with some of Tiffany's juices - there
was plenty of it! Then she rubbed the greasy cum onto the so-sexy
bottom button.

  Tiffany groaned with disappointment as the dildo pulled out of her,
then she raised her head and resisted the temptation to howl a protest
as she felt her backside being slowly forced apart. "You bitch!" she
hissed over her shoulder. "Your dirty bitch!"

  "Don't you want it Tiff?" Miss Ryan queried. "Don't you want my big
black cock deep up you?"

  Tiffany squealed as the brunette drove the dildo deep inside her,
feeling it push her back passage wide open. "Christ, you're putting
that fucking black cock into my ass!" she shouted.

  Miss Ryan paused momentarily, admiring the sight of the thick black
rod 
buried between Tiffany's soft arse cheeks, being gripped by the
tight rectum. Then she pushed slowly forward, holding onto her lover's 
hips.

  The blonde let out a long groan as she felt her passage being
invaded. "Oh my god! That's s-o-o fucking nice!"

to be continued..