Mark Smith - Turned on librarian

After that there was an awkward silence. Lisa obviously wasn't the type of woman they were used to being around; not only was she better-looking than anyone they'd been near in a long time, but she was also obviously a totally different kind of woman than they were used to talking to. She looked more like a schoolteacher than anything else.

It was this impression which served to further confound all three of them when she spoke again.

"I want to get fucked," Lisa said tightly, hearing herself as if it were someone else speaking. "Nothing else."

They didn't have a car, so Lisa drove them to Ralph's apartment. Nothing much was said in the car, but Lisa had a dim feeling that all three of them thought she was crazy.

Maybe she was, but right now it didn't matter.

It didn't matter because she also knew they were thinking that this was the best bit of luck that had come their way in a long time.

It was odd, she thought in a brief moment of tranquility, how most men would absolutely jump at the chance to fuck her. Not very long ago she had felt like if she had walked naked down main street nobody would have paid any attention to her.

The apartment was a dismal affair. It looked like it hadn't been cleaned in at least a month. No, that wasn't quite right, she corrected herself mentally. It wasn't really dirty. Just messy.

The main room was lit harshly from overhead, and the only furniture was a couch and chair with a plastic-like coating that looked guaranteed to stick to the skin of anyone who sat on it.

Lisa didn't want to sit on it.

"Bring the mattress out here," she commanded, enjoying the way she was dominating these men. Ralph and Buzz looked at Jason, who practically jumped into the bedroom to meet her demand.

"What do you have to drink?" Lisa asked.

"Nothin' much 'cept some tequila," Ralph drawled.

"Get it out," Lisa said. She had never drunk tequila, but she knew she was going to need something to get her through this.

Five minutes later the four of them were squatting on the mattress that Jason had dragged out into the middle of the room, indulging in the entire lemon-and-salt routine with the tequila. As the liquor shot into her body Lisa suddenly felt hot. The bare light overhead seemed brighter than the sun.

"Can't you do something about that?" she complained, pointing overhead to the offending bulb. She knew she was being a bitch but she also knew they didn't mind.

Not as long as they got to fuck her.

A few moments later the bright light had been replaced with a much dimmer one that Ralph had pilfered from the inside of the refrigerator. Now, suddenly, the room didn't seem so bad, and with the second shot of tequila Lisa felt the last of her inhibitions leave her.

She could also feel the sweat pouring from her body, and the combination of this and her growing high from the liquor gave her an idea.

"Music. I want music," she announced, standing up and pulling her long blonde hair up over her head. A moment later Ralph had put on a record; very earthy blues.

Through the heat and the haze that was drifting in aver her, Lisa began to dance around the room. She could hardly hear the music, but she could feel it and that was all that mattered.

"Take it off, baby, take that top off," Buzz whispered as he took another shot of the liquor.

Lisa knew they were dying to see her body, but she wasn't going to rush it. She knew it would be worth the wait for them.

As she danced, Lisa could feel herself becoming hotter and hotter, the sweat pouting out of her body. It reminded her of the oil that Beth had used the night they had made it together.

Finally, when she knew they were at the point of raping her, she reached up and began to unbutton her blouse. She could feel their hot eyes on her as she pulled it off.

But she was still wearing her bra.

She could feel the tight material constraining her tits, and by now she was as ready to strip as they were to see her do it.

Reaching behind her back, she released the clasp and suddenly her tits were free, shimmering whitely in the dim light of the hot room. She was sweating wildly, and her nipples were taut and straining from her excitement.

Thirty seconds later she was down to her panties, and Lisa could tell from the way the three of them had their hands on their crotches that their cocks were already hard.

But the best was yet to tome.

Gyrating her hips more than ever to the heavy beat of the music, Lisa began to slide one hand across her stomach and down toward the elastic waistband of her panties while the other fondled and squeezed one of her tits.

"Mmmmm…" she murmured to no one in particular as her fingers tweaked the sensitive nipple. She could hear one of the men groaning in excitement, but the haze that enveloped her senses kept her from being able to tell which one it was.

But it didn't matter; she would have them all.

Her finger had slipped inside the panties. She could feel them touching the soft fur of her cunt.

"C'mon, baby, take 'em off," Buzz growled, but Lisa wasn't ready tp do that just yet.

Grabbing the waistband with both hands Lisa pulled up on it, causing the crotch of the panties to rub forcefully against her already dripping cunt. When she looked down she could see a few of her blonde hairs creeping out from the side of the material which was already darkly stained from her juices.

Still moving to the music Lisa began to pull the material back and forth across her cunt, and as she did she could feel her clit tightening and swelling.

Then suddenly everything was chaos.

Buzz, watching from where he sat, could stand it no longer. He'd never been so hot in his life. This bitch was teasing his cock just too much; he was going to do something about it.

Right now.

Leaping up drunkenly, he grabbed Lisa roughly and threw her down on the mattress. For a frozen moment she lay there, her white tits heaving, her eyes fuzzy.

Then Buzz reached down with one massive arm and ripped the panties from her body, revealing completely for the first time the perfect tuft of blonde hair that led to the cunt that Buzz and the others were just aching to get into.

Lisa was confused, but by now nothing seemed to matter to her except getting fucked. And it was obvious that Buzz was getting ready to do just that.

His cock was already in his hand, and Lisa could see that it was monstrous. His pants were on the floor beneath him, and she could dimly see his thick, muscular legs covered with black hair.

But mostly she could just see his cock.

He dropped to his knees and Lisa spread her legs wide, revealing the dew-covered lips of her pussy.

"Fuck me… fuck me now…" she groaned.

Buzz only leered and began to move forward, his cock in his hand.

When he got to the entrance of her pussy he paused, a dim idea intruding on his muddled consciousness. This bitch had teased the hell out of him and the rest of the men; why not give her a taste of her own medicine?

So instead of plunging his cock into her juice-covered muff as he had originally intended to do, he took his prick in his hand and began to slowly jerk up and down on it just a few inches in front of Lisa's panting cunt.

Lisa couldn't believe what was happening.

All she wanted right now was his cock in her cunt and it wasn't happening.

"Fuck me… oh please fuck me…" she whimpered, thrusting her cunt in the direction of his cock, the thigh muscles straining tightly from her efforts.

"Not yet, bitch…" he growled back.

"Bastard!" Lisa hissed, and suddenly grabbed her cunt with her own hand and began to masturbate. But that didn't work either, because within five seconds of the time she had started doing it, both Ralph and Jason had descended upon her, grabbing her arms and pinning them down so that she couldn't do anything to herself.