Date: 8 Jul 2001 11:00:31 -0700 From: Jan Subject: School Librarian (Adult Youth FF/f) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between women. If this type of content offends you, or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to repost them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2001 Jan. All Rights Reserved. Please E-mail me at janmay699@icqmail.com if you have suggestions for future chapters. School Librarian By Jan The first day of High School was exciting for me. I could not get to each class fast enough. I was not sure what buildings all my classes were in or the number order for each room. I had always been interested in books and I had signed up for library Science for my last class of the day. That was my sixth period for the day. The library was easy to find it was the only building among all of the old Art Deco building built in the late thirties that had a round front and the windows had metal sun screens that made it look like a stack of records. When I reported to the round checkout desk with my class card an older woman met me with a big grin. She had a broad smile that made her look like the Musician Liberarce and her hair was naturally curly and gray. I could not help but like her immediately. She told me her name was Miss Willamina as she shook my hand. And she called out for her assistant to join her. From the book stacks came a tall woman with long blonde hair that was pulled back into a ponytail in her mid-twenties. She had a nice figure but she carried herself like she was afraid that someone was going to reprimand her for something. Miss Willamina introduced me to her. She told me that her assistant was Miss Backer. She asked her to get me started re-stacking returned books in their proper place. Miss Back led me the cart with a pile of books on it. She checked me out to make sure that I knew the Dewey-Decimal filling system. She watched me put the books back in the proper place on the bookshelves for a while. When I got involved with my duties she despaired at some time and I didn't notice. Time passed quickly and very soon it was time to gather up my book bag and go home. As the days passed the routine settled in and I became comfortable around the old books. More and more Miss Willamina let me run the Library by myself. I quite often stayed in the library to do my homework because it was quiet and I had access to all of the reference books I wanted. I could not help notice that Miss Backer was totally devoted to Miss Willamina It was as if she was always waiting for her to give her something to do. About three months into the school year one evening when I had stayed behind to do a lot of homework I heard some noise coming from the office in the back of the library. I got up to explore the sound. I thought I was alone in the library. I thought Miss Willamina and Miss Back had left hours ago. I had locked the door at closing time. I walked quietly thinking someone might have broken it to vandalize the library. So I walked on tiptoe and opened the office door quietly. I was shocked to see Miss Willamina lying on top of her desk with her dress pulled up above her waist. Her heels were on the edge of the side of her desk and her knees were spread wide open. Miss Backer was bent over and her hands were on the upper thighs of her mentor and her face was between her legs licking her vagina. When she lifted her head I could see that Miss Willamina's pubic hair was a thick curly mass and starting to turn gray too. I was transfixed at what I was watching. I could not have moved if I wanted to do so. But I had no thought of leaving. Without my even being aware of what I was doing my right hand went to the front of my skirt. I was stroking my crotch as I watched Miss backer licking Miss Willamina's pussy. I had heard and read about women that were lesbians, but this was not rumor or a clinical report in a book. I was actually watching an adult woman making love to another woman. I finally had to get hold of myself and back out before I was discovered. I gathered up my bag and let myself out as quietly as I could. That night I lay in bed thinking about what I had seen and found myself pulling up my nightie and rubbing my pussy with my fingers. My fourteen-year-old cunt had a fine growth of brown hair the same color as my bangs. I masturbated until I climaxed and for some reason I had to smell my fingers and wonder if that was what Miss Willamina and Miss backer smelt like. I put my finger in my mouth and sucked all the slimy stuff off them. Would they taste like that too? The next day when I got to the library I was as nervous as a cat locked in a strange room. But I went right to work putting the books away. About half way through the stack of books on the cart I found a book that caught my eye. The title was "A Clinical Study of Lesbianism". I thumbed through it, looking at the chapter headings. When I saw a title "Women that Seduce young girls" I began to read it. I was so engrossed in the material that I didn't even notice that Miss Willamina was standing behind me reading over my shoulder. I almost jumped out of my skin when I felt a warm hand on my shoulder. Miss Willamina told me that that book was not meant for high school students to read. It was kept under lock and key in the office. I handed it to her. Miss Willamina smiled and handed it back to me and asked if I wanted to read it. I blushed and shook my head yes. Miss Willamina patted me on the rear as she passed me and proceed to return the rest of the books to the shelves. I went to reference tables and sat down to read the book. I was so stimulated by the graphic descriptions of girls and women having sex with each other that I was stroking my crotch through my skirt and thinking about what I had seen them doing the night before. When I finished the book it was dark outside. Miss Backer was sitting at the checkout desk watching me. I gathered up my book bag and went to the desk and handed her the book. She told me that on Saturday night that there was a literary book club meeting at Miss Willamina's home and I was welcome to come if I was interested in reading more about the subject. I blushed as I told her that I would be thrilled to learn more about the subject. She gave me a warm smile and wrote down an address, phone number and the time 5: 00 PM on a blank filling card and handed it to me. I stuffed the card in my bag and let myself out. I told my mother that I had been invited to attend a literary book club at the county public library. I told her that I would take the public bus and would probably be home late. Saturday I left home in plenty of time to get to my destination in early. I had taken special care in getting ready for this evening. I was anticipating that I was about to find out from the two of them what it was like to make love to a woman. So I had bathed carefully and dressed in my best underwear. The skirt and blouse was what I normally wore to school and I carried my book pack like it was a part of my person so that I would not draw undue questions from my mother about my appearance. I arrived at the address at least a half-hour early. I stood in frond of the door wondering if I should knock so early. It startled me when the door opened and I was greeted warmly by Miss Willamina She was dressed casually in lounging pajamas in a turquoise and green floral pattern on silk. She opend the screen-door and drew me into the house with a warm hug. As she pressed my body to hers I could tell that she did not have a bra on. Her large breasts felt so soft. Her smile and laugh reminded me even more the Liberarce. She led me into the living room and sat me down on the couch. She asked me if I would like a soft drink and I told her that I would love one. She went into a room that I assumed was the kitchen. While she was gone Miss Backer entered the room from another door. She was dressed in a skirt that was just above her knees and blouse that was so sheer that you could see that she had no bra either. The pink areolas were plainly visible and the nipples held the material away from the areolas. She was barefoot. I must have blushed as I starred at her breasts. Miss Backer apologized an offered to change if she was embarrassing me. I stammered as I told her that I would get use to her appearance and to not go out of her way on my account. Miss Backer smiled and sat next to me on the couch. She rested her hand on my knee as I asked if there would be other guest? She told me that because this was my first meeting that they thought it best if it was just the three of us. I was sure that they were going to teach me about woman love now. Miss Willamina returned with a tray and three tall glasses on it. She handed me one and Miss backer took one. As Miss Willamina sat on my other side she sat the tray down on the coffee table and took her glass. We all sat back in the couch and took a sip of our soft drinks. As Miss Willamina turned towards me she placed her hand on my other knee as she asked me if I was interested in discovering more about the subject in the book I read last yesterday. I told her that I had not been able to think about anything else. I sheepishly told them that I had seen them in the office the other night. Miss Willamina told me that they knew because they had deliberately left the door open for me to find them. I blushed knowing that they knew that I had watched them. She wanted to know what I had thought about it that night? I told them that I had played with myself that night until I climaxed so much that I fell asleep with my finger in my pussy. As I was telling them about this I felt Miss Backer's hand sliding up my inner thigh. Miss Willamina reached for a book on the light table next to the couch and opened it up. She began to read from it out loud. It was a story about a young girl that was in love with an older woman. As the story progressed to graphic details about them making love to each other, Miss backer laid another book on my lap. It was a photograph album. The pictures were of the two of them making love to each other. There were a lot of other women in the album in-groups and in pairs. As I looked at the pictures Miss Backer returned her hand under my skirt. And Miss Willamina put her hand under my skirt too. I knew that my pretty panties were wet long before either hand reached the reinforced crotch. I sat back drinking my Coke and spread my legs for them as I looked at each picture in turn. The thought that they were going to be doing these things to me and I was going to be doing the same to them was making me so horny that I wanted them to hurry. When I finished the drink I leaned forward to put the glass on a coaster on the table. When I did that both women's hands were pressed against the crotch of my panties. They both slipped their fingers under the legs of my panties and I felt a woman's touch for the first time. Miss Willamina laid the book down and unbuttoned to top of her pajamas. When she pulled the material aside to expose her large breasts they were large soft breasts that had lost their youthful quality and the areolas sagged and her nipples were indented like belly buttons. I actually drooled. She asked me if I wanted to suck on them? I leaned across her body so that I could take her left beast in my mouth and suck on the nipple. I reached for the right nipple with my hands and pulled on it. I was as content as a kitten with a saucer of warm milk. Miss backer was busy reaching under my skirt to pull down my panties. When she had removed them she knelt between my legs and put her head under my skirt. She was licking the pubic hair. When she sucked my little clitoris into her mouth I thought I was going to die. I had never had a climax like that with my hand. When I had recovered they asked me to stand so that they could undress me. It was thrilling to stand there and let four hands remove my clothes. They ran their hands all over my body. Then Miss backer asked me to undress her. So, as she stood in front of me I unbuttoned the blouse and pulled it off her arms. Her breasts were sloping upwards with pink areolas pointing at the ceiling. Then I found the zipper on the side of her skirt. When I undid it the skirt fell around her feet. She was totally nude. I could not help stare at her pubis, it was hairless. I reached out and discovered that it was as smooth as a baby's butt. She turned around and bent at the waist. When she did that I was looking at the crack of her ass. I could see the brown bucking anal opening. I touched it tentatively with my fingertips. It puckered and opened. My fingertip went in the hole up to the first knuckle before I could pull it out. Miss Backer moaned like she regretted the removal on the object from her anus. She sat down close to me and hugged me as Miss Willamina stood up in front of us. My heart felt like it was about too pound it's way right out of my chest. All she had to do was pull the pajama top off her shoulders and it fell to a pile around her feet in a rustle of silk. I was thrilled looking at her. She looked so matronly with those large breasts. They were at least 38-F sized and hung down to her waist. The areolas were elongated as they stretched downward. Her soft tummy bulged over her graying pubic hair. The hair was thick curly strands grew down her legs a little way. No underpants would ever cover all that hair. When I reached for it and my finger went deep into her cunt she leaned forward until her knees were resting on the side of the couch on either side of my legs. I could smell her aroma for the first time. So I removed my fingers and smelt them. She looked hurt that I had removed my hand, but smiled as I put them in my mouth and tasted her juices. Now it was Miss Backer's turn to turn me around so that I could suck on her breasts. While I was enjoying her firm breasts Miss Willamina knelt down and spread my legs so that she could suck my cunt. She lifted my legs up and draped them over her back. That way she could play with my anus with her fingers. As her tongue pressed against my hymen her finger was pushed into my ass after she had wet it in her mouth. As I climaxed this time hey tongue broke the hymen and she sucked all of my virginal blood from my pussy. I was so overwhelmed that I begged her to let me do the same to her. So she sat down and spread her legs and held her labia open for me as I knelt between her legs. I was over whelmed by the smell of her cunt. It was wet, salty and had a meaty taste that was making my pussy itch. As I reached for my cunt it was pushed away. Miss Backer was lying on her back and was putting her head between my legs as she claimed her prize with her mouth. I was pulling on both nipples of Miss Willamina as I sucked her cunt. When she climaxed she put both hands on the back of my head and almost smothered me in her pussy. When I fell back I was climaxing in Miss Backer's mouth. When I recovered I discovered that I had to pee so bad that I was not sure that I could make it to the bathroom in time. Miss Willamina led me by the hand to the bathroom. As I peed in the bowel she watched me. When I was finished she insisted on washing my crotch. I was dancing around from one foot to the other because the terrycloth wash cloth tickled my clitoris terribly. When we were dressed they drove me home and gave me an identification card with my name on it that proclaimed that I was a member of the International literary book club. It had phone numbers and dates of club meetings. This was to become a monthly evening out with Miss Willamina and Miss backer. They introduced me to a lot of alumni and socialite women from our town that was known for their patronage of the library of our high school. I hope you enjoyed the story and want more. Please send your comments to janmay699@icqmail.com.