One Lusty Librarian and Two Sadistic Bikers, An Erotic Short Story [MMF] [oral] [rough] [double penetration] [bdsm] [spanking] [hardcore]

It was Friday night, closing time at the library. My dirty mind was wondering as I checked out the long line of men that formed with their books. I enhanced the boring task by imagining that the line was formed for a more arousing reason. Instead checking out their books, I was on my knees and they were waiting for their turn at my mouth. I know it’s kind of unexpected for a librarian to think that way, but I just love men and I have a high sex drive. I actually call it a sex-overdrive.

When the place emptied, I was about to lock the doors when two huge bikers came in. One had a thick red beard and a full head of hair. He wore a black Harley tee and was totally ripped. The other man had dark hair and a five o’clock shadow. He was shirtless beneath a leather vest and his muscled arms and chest were covered with tattoos. Both of them immediately pushed every one of my horny, oversexed buttons.

My heart raced when I realized that I was completely alone with the rough looking men. I wondered why they were here, because they didn’t seem the type you’d expect to see in a library.

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The two bikers were involved in a serious discussion about a motorcycle. However, their attention didn’t leave me as they approached, and the red haired man’s bedroom eyes were heated as he slowly looked me up and down. It was clear what he was thinking as his eyes blatantly paused at my full breasts. I didn’t mind because it was nice to be admired.

The red haired man leaned a hip against the counter. “Hello, Mrs. Sexy Librarian,” he said, smiling. “I’m Jake.”

“Um, hello. I’m Jane,” I replied. I was used to all kinds of crazy stuff in the video games, but this was real life and I was suddenly feeling shy. “Can I help you with something? I was about to close.”

“Well, isn’t that a shame, she was just closing.” Jake’s blue eyes met mine and he added, “We need a book on the Honda GL 1000, then maybe we’ll let you leave.”

A nervous thrill went through me because he looked like he wanted to eat me alive. I checked the computer and located the book in the back of the library. “Okay, if you want to have a seat, I’ll get it for you,” I said, going around the counter.

The dark haired man moved fast, coming into my personal space until he was only an inch away. I stepped back and bumped the counter behind me, and had to lean my head back to look up at the tall man. I adored big men. It was a kink with me…one of many actually. Immediately, I began to throb between my legs.

He placed his hands on either side of me, caging me in. Excitement flowed through my body at his aggressive behavior.

“I think we’d like to come along, Jane,” he told me, dipping his chin down to scrape my cheek with his whiskers. I felt his warm breath on my ear. “Fuck, you smell good, baby.”

My heart pounded like mad and my toes curled under. I was seriously turned on, but I needed a little space and placed my hand on his solid chest to push back. His smooth skin under my fingers was hot and it felt so nice that I felt the sudden urge to run my tongue all over him. I quickly snatched my hand away and he chuckled.

“Okay, come with me,” I whispered, leaning back further.

“Alright Hound-dog. There’ll be time for that later,” Jake said, stroking his beard thoughtfully.

My eyes widened. They were both scary, but I’d been so horny lately and it’d been months since I’d had sex…in the real world at least.

“Your name is Hound-dog?” I asked, as the dark haired man pulled his hands away from the counter but still loomed over me.

“Well earned nickname,” he said, as he grinned down at me. “Like it?”

I gave a quick nod, and scooted sideways around him, then hurried toward the back of the huge library. It shocked me when his hand came down hard across my ass, causing me to yelp in surprise.

“Look at that ass jiggle, Jake,” he said.

I wasn’t fast enough, because his hand came down hard again and the smack echoed through the cavernous building.

“Hey! That hurt,” I gasped, rushing forward to put distance between my ass and his hand.

“Good,” Hound-Dog growled, causing me to move into a run.

“Whoa, baby. Where you goin?” Jake called, with laughter in his voice. “Don’t run away, he was just fuckin’ around. We’d catch you anyway.”

The turn of events sent a thrill straight to my pussy and it got instantly wet. I recently discovered while being hunted in the forest, that I liked to be chased…and caught. I especially liked to be caught.

“The bitch likes that idea,” Hound-dog teased, too smart for his own good…or mine. “Look at the way she’s movin’. She’s turned on.”

I frowned at being called a bitch, and thought that maybe Hound-dog had a sixth sense when it came to horny women.

I ran down the isle that had their book, passing my shiny new ladder along the way. When Jake headed me off, coming around the corner ahead of me, I skidded to a halt. His grin was wide and slightly menacing as he moved toward me. I backed up a few steps and crashed into the very solid body of Hound-dog. His muscled arms came around my waist in a tight grip and before I could blink he leaned down and bit my earlobe. Hard.

I gasped, and began to worry about how rough these guys might play.

“You’re not goin’ anywhere. You’ll do exactly what we tell you. Got that?” As he spoke, his hands wondered down the front of my body. It was such a turn on that my knees went weak and my breath caught. His hands gripped my hips and pulled my ass against his hard bulge. When my head went back against his shoulder, I felt the rumble of his laughter against my back.

In front of me, Jake stepped closer and yanked open my blouse, causing the buttons to fly. His blue eyes grew intense as he took in my favorite black push up bra and he traced his finger along the lacy edge. “I fucking love this,” he growled.

It was nice to be so appreciated, but I wasn’t sure what to say. I had a soft spot for lingerie. I was also wearing my usual, a garter and stockings along with a matching thong.

“This bitch is stacked,” Jake said, his deep voice husky as he traced a finger along the curve of my breast, and tucking it down inside my cleavage.

In one fluid movement, Hound-Dog pulled my blouse off me and tossed it aside. He had my bra off in a flash and it joined my blouse on the floor. His lips were on my neck and his arm came back around my stomach as he thrust his cock against my ass again. As his teeth grazed my neck and then roughly nipped at it, he watched as his friend began to pinch and tug at my nipples.

“I’m gonna fuck these tit’s,” Jake told him, not looking away as he weighed them in his hands and then pressed them together.

I wasn’t going to argue, because I thought that sounded like an excellent idea. However, being a perfect lady, I didn’t want to admit it.

From behind me, Hound-dog’s hands trailed downward and he began slowly inching my skirt up. When his fingers coasted over the tops of my stockings he froze and I felt his body tense. Before I knew what was happening, he spun me to face him and guided me until my back was against the book shelf.

“Get that skirt gone,” he said, his voice gruff. He stepped back to watch, leaning against the opposite shelf to wait. I had the feeling things had just picked up in intensity and I suddenly felt like running, while at the same time my pussy was throbbing.

Jake crossed his arms in front of him, also waiting. Both men had huge bulges in their pants that made my mouth water.

“Leave the stockings,” Hound-Dog added, looking serious.

I was too shy to perform a strip tease for them and shook my head quickly, my eyes wide as I pressed my back against the shelf. In a sudden panic, I turned and ran as fast as I could. Just as I reached the end of the aisle, a strong arm captured me around my waist and I yelped as I was hauled against Hound-Dog’s solid body once again. His mouth went to my ear and I could feel his hot breath as he whispered, “Baby, why you running? We’re gonna make you feel so good that you’ll be screaming.”

That sounded really good to me, because I loved screaming in ecstasy. Jake came around in front of me and bent down. I wondered what he was doing until Hound-dog let go and Jake tossed me over his shoulder.

They took me back to my new ladder and put me on my feet, then stepped back and waited.

“Take off the skirt,” Jake said, smiling in a way that told me he’d not take no for an answer.

I reached behind me, unfastened it, and let it fall to the floor at my feet. Jake made a motion for me to do a spin. Feeling slightly mortified, I did as he asked turning until I was facing them again. Hound-Dog grabbed me and pulled me against him. His mouth came down on mine and he shoved his tongue in. I groaned into his mouth as his hand went down and he pinched my nipples. When I gasped, he stepped back.

“Put her over the ladder,” he said, sounding very intense.

My eyes grew wide as Jake pulled me toward it. He pushed me across it so that my stomach rested on the top step. I bought the ladder because it was very heavy and wouldn’t fly out from under me like the old one did. Now I was finding another very nice use for it.

Jake stroked down my legs and across my ass. He lowered my thong, leaving it around my thighs. One of them stroked between my legs, I wasn’t sure who, and I knew they’d soon discover exactly how excited I was. I groaned as the fingers slid across my clit, and my eyes closed as I groaned and arched my back.

“Her pussy is soaked,” Jake said, sliding a deliciously thick finger slid inside me.

I wanted more, and when he began to finger fuck me and I arched my back further and spread my legs. While it moved in and out of me, he reached around with his other hand to pinch my swollen clit and tug at it. I could feel it swelling even more under his fingers and I groaned loudly.

“Look at that,” Hound-dog said, as I pushed my ass out at them. “She’s made for this shit.”

The finger went deeper, stroking my insides. The wet sounds turned me on even more. I needed a thick cock more than anything and gasped louder. I was so riled that I didn’t even try to control the sounds coming from me.

Hound-Dog moved to stand in front of me, his crotch level with my face. He lifted my chin in his tight grip so I would look into his eyes as he held my gaze. He pressed forward and rubbed the hard bulge in his pants against my mouth, the zipper rubbing it almost painfully. It made me feel even more anticipation as he backed off and unzipped his pants.

By the time he pulled out his cock, my mouth was already open for it. However, instead of using my mouth, he stroked it in front of my face, rubbing his precum on my cheek and even over my nose. I saw another drop of cum appear at the tip as he stroked himself and pressed forward until his balls were against my mouth. I licked them all over while I remembered my time with the gunslinger. He had stuffed his balls and his cock into my mouth at the same time. As if reading my mind, Hound-Dog pressed on the back of my head and moved closer until they filled my mouth. This was turning me on and I groaned, also knowing that he would like the vibration it brought. More cum drip out of his cock and roll down the side as I held his balls in my warm mouth. I moved my tongue across them, groaning more for him. I looked up into his eyes as he pulled them out of my mouth and pressed the base of cock against my mouth, and pressed on the back of my head. I wrapped my lips around the thick of him, just above his balls, and sucked. He groaned in pleasure and let go of my head, letting me now have free reign. My tongue came out to lick it, moving upward to the head of his cock and my eyelids fluttered in delight and as I finally got a taste of his cum.

“Yeah, that’s right. Don’t waste that seed. You’re going to swallow every drop,” he said, his deep voice a growl.

I opened my mouth and he shoved his cock in deep. My lips wrapped around him tight, enjoying the feel of his hardness as he slowly drove it in, hitting the back of my throat.

At that moment, Jake had shoved a second finger into my pussy and I groaned. I couldn’t wait for him to start fucking me, and I whimpered with impatience.

Hound-Dog began slowly fucking in and out of my mouth, and I pressed my full lips in around him. I sucked as my tongue pressed upward, stroking him.

“Your gonna get my cock now,” Jake warned from behind me, rubbing his hard and swollen head over my pussy, before plunging it inside.

If I was able to speak, I would have begged him to give it to me hard. I arched my back and pointed my ass upward, delighted to finally have my insides filled the way I needed. I groaned in response and Hound-Dog gripped my head with a both of his hands.

“Fuck! Someone’s a little slut, isn’t she?” Jake teased, sliding in nice and deep as he filled me up. His thumbs spread my ass cheeks apart while his fingers gripped my hips and he began working in and out of my in long, even strokes. His fingers dug in harder as he began plunging into me deeper and rougher.

Both men picked up the pace, growing more frantic; moving in and out in perfect sync as if they’d done this many times before. Even the noises they made aroused me as they worked me over.

I felt an orgasm building and my body tensed as Jake went into harder. His thumb slid into my ass, going in deep and it was all I needed to push me over the edge. The tight ring of my anus throbbed around his thumb and my pussy pulsed around his cock as I came, all the while still sucking Hound-Dogs cock.

Jake groaned loud and his thumb in my ass pressed downward so that he could feel it tighten my pussy around his cock. His grip tightened and suddenly he filled me with his cum.

Hound-Dog groaned and shoved deep into my throat, holding my head in place. I began to gag and my throat convulsed around him. He liked the feeling and pushed deeper before he began to cum.

“Yeah, that’s it. Drink that cum like a good slut,” he said, finally letting my head go. He pulled back and shoved two fingers deep in my throat causing me to gag again. I pulled away and glared up at him for the uncalled for gesture.

“I can’t wait to fuck this,” Jake said, just before his hand came down hard on my ass. The smack echoed through the stacks and I yelped in shock. He did it again and I began to struggle as I cried out. His hand came down in the center of my back to pin me there as he kept spanking me, reddening my entire ass and even my thighs. I yelled at them, calling them a few choice names, and reached around to shove at his hand. However, Jake kept going until my ass burned and I soon witched from complaining to begging.

Finally, he stopped, and I hoped his hand hurt as bad as my bottom did. I wasn’t even sure what had brought the attack on and bit my lip to stop myself from yelling at him.

Hound-Dog grabbed my wrists in one hand and pulled my head back by my hair so that I was looking up at him. He watched my face with serious interest, his gaze intense. “Use your belt,” he told Jake, not looking away from me.

I heard the sound of it pulling from his belt loops and became frantic, because I wasn’t a big fan of this kind of thing. “What? No! Please… I didn’t do anything!” At the whistle of the belt coming down I tensed and then screamed as it struck my already red bottom. It brought on instant tears and I struggled to pull away and kicked backward.

“Stop! Jesus! Don’t I get a safeword?” It came down again, and Hound-dog’s cock stiffened before my eyes. His eyes were on the belt coming down again, and I recognized the delight in them at the sight of my pain. He quickly looked at my face to watch my reaction as I screamed. At that moment I realized just how sadistic he was, and knew I was in deep trouble.

*Part 2 coming soon!*

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