Mark Smith - Turned on librarian

At first Beth and the others tried to cheer her up, but when that failed they just gave up and ignored her. When, a little while later, Lisa excused herself, saying she wanted to get a good night's sleep, no one objected.

Back in the apartment Lisa felt lonelier than ever. Try as she might to keep her mind away from it, she couldn't keep from thinking about the weekend she had spent with Dave. It was becoming almost an obsession with her now, and she was starting to get concerned about it.

Suddenly, about two hours after she had left the others, the door burst open and all three of them came in. It was obvious from their first moment that they had been drinking, and it was obvious as well that they had come on a mission of fun and games.

"Outcall stud service! Here we are!" Dan announced loudly, causing the other two to giggle wildly.

"No thanks, I gave at the office," Lisa replied, trying to somehow not come on heavy but still let them know she wasn't interested.

She might as well have been talking to the wall.

"That," Beth said, "will never do."

"That's right," Alan chimed in. "We've come to raise you from the depths of despair."

By now the two men had grabbed her arms and were pulling them up toward the head of the bed. Almost before she had a chance to realize what they were doing, she found herself securely strapped to the bedposts at each end of the bed.

"Now," Dan announced ceremoniously, "someone prepare the victim."

"I'll do it," Beth announced solemnly.

Throughout all of this Lisa had been protesting in various fashions, but none of them seemed to be making any impression on the other three.

But instead of getting angrier as she expected herself to, Lisa found that in spite of herself she was beginning to get turned on.

There was something about being bound and helpless like this…

By now everyone was naked, and Beth was busy handling both Alan and Dan's cocks until they were hard and ready, for whatever they were going to do.

Then she turned to Lisa.

"There's one more thing that has to be done," she said, smiling wickedly. It was obvious that whatever it was she was definitely looking forward to it.

With a swift movement she positioned herself between Lisa's tied, straining legs, and began to move slowly forward.

First she kissed the inside of Lisa's thighs, and then she moved on up until her mouth was poised at the moist, dewy entrance to Lisa's cunt. For a moment she waited, letting her hot breath fan the steamy entrance, but then she plunged in.

At the first touch of Beth's expert tongue, Lisa felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her that made her forget about everything except the things that were happening to her now.

"Ohhhhh…" she moaned, "eat my cunt. Suck on it!"

But this was only to be the preliminary aspect of what they had in mind, because after only long enough to make certain that Lisa was completely drenched, Beth withdrew and made room for the two men.

Ten seconds later they were both on top of her, their cocks held firmly in their hands. Alan was below, his prick placed at the entrance to her pussy, while Dan was straddling her, his huge meat practically touching her mouth.

Then, in unison, they plunged into her. Lisa opened her mouth to accept Dan's meat just as she felt Alan stab deeply into her cunt.

After that everything was chaos.

Beth watched from a few feet away, her fingers rubbing her own cunt at the sight of what was happening to Lisa.

Beth of them were fucking her wildly now; Dan in the mouth and Alan in the cunt. They both plunged in and out like there was nothing else in the world.

Lisa was seeing and feeling everything through a haze. She was helpless; there was nothing she could do but accept it.

It didn't last long; everything about it was too intense for it to be anything but a short, hard fuck.

Dan came first, spewing his cum into her mouth, on her face, and all over the bed.

But almost before the last of his jism had shot out of his cock, Alan's rod started to pulse wildly, then finally it too spurted into her, sending wave after wave of his sticky cum into her wet, battered pussy.

Then it was over.

Somehow, Lisa felt better.

She didn't understand why. In fact, she hadn't even had an orgasm.

But she still felt better.

Lisa and Beth alternated driving on the way home from the mountains bn Monday. Neither said much, instead concentrating on catching up on the sleep that both had lost during the weekend. They had exchanged addresses with Alan and Dan, but neither really expected to hear from them. And Lisa, for her part, didn't really want to hear from them.

Something was happening to her. She didn't know exactly what it was, but the melancholy that had dropped down upon her on Saturday had never completely left; she had just managed to sublimate it to keep from becoming a drag on everyone else.

But now, as she brought the car carefully down the winding mountain road, Lisa knew that she had some thinking to do. She had to figure out why she was feeling the way she was and then she had to do something about it.

On the surface it was Dave; she knew that. Her thoughts kept going back to the weekend they had spent together. Fucking with Alan and Dan had been fine, but it just didn't compare with doing it with Dave. She tried to count the number of times they had made it one way or another in the forty-eight hours they had spent together.

Twelve. Or maybe thirteen.

For a moment a smile crossed her face as she thought about one of those times. It had been in the morning. They had both been sleeping for a few hours.

The sun beginning to stream in through an opening in the curtains had awakened her, but, Dave had remained asleep. The room was heavy with the smell of sex, and Lisa could still feel her pussy tingling from all the excitement of the long night of lovemaking. It was sore, too, but that didn't really matter.

Not now, anyway.

She could worry about that later.

Right now it was enough to lie still and concentrate on Dave's sleeping form. He was naked, with only the sheet that was covering them both pulled lightly over him.

Cautiously Lisa pulled the sheet back so she could see him. Last night she had been ashamed to look openly, but now that he was asleep she found herself wanting to let her gaze run hungrily over every inch of his athletic frame.

Or at least that was what she started to do.

But as it turned out, she never made it past his cock. There was something about it that riveted her attention. It was limp now, lying softly between his legs, the flaccid shaft half buried in his thick brown hair.

Lisa had never really seen a man's cock like this. In fact, she had never seen a man's cock at all until just a few nights ago in the library when Beth had fucked the stranger in the special collection room.

In that short period of time she had been watching them, and in the ensuing days leading up to this moment, the times she had really been able to look at a man's cock had been confined to times when it was already hard and ready for action.

Gently, being careful not to awaken Dave, Lisa began to move across the bed until she was poised just a few inches away from his crotch. Her lips were parted slightly, and without realizing what she was doing she licked them until they glistened wetly in the soft light.

A thought was on her mind.

She wanted to make that cock grow hard.

She wanted to watch it and feel it as it started out limp, then slowly came to life solely because of what she was doing to it. Vaguely aware of all this, but almost in a trance, she bent down until her lips were almost touching his rod.

For a moment she didn't touch it, instead blowing lightly on the sensitive organ. Last night there had been several instances when Dave had tried to guide her mouth toward his cock, but she had resisted for reasons that were unclear even to herself.