**Part 1**
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 for a more arousing reason. Instead of 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’m not really a typical librarian. Besides, my sex drive was insanely high. 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.
Just to give you a little information about my appearance, it’s voluptuous. I’m a very busty woman with long dark hair. You can find my picture all over my casual sex gamer WordPress blog. Men like the way I look, which is a very good thing, because plain and simple, I love men.
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.
He 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 (that’s another story…see my blog), 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 said to his friend, then his eyes went back to me and he said, “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, grinning 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, his voice deep.
I tried to hurry, but 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, his voice filled with laughter. “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 the hard bulge in his pants. 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. 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 smashed 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 that things had just amped up in intensity and I suddenly felt like running, while at the same time I felt like bending over and begging them to fuck me.
Jake crossed his arms in front of him, also waiting. I quickly noted that both men had huge bulges in their pants and my mouth actually watered.
“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.”
Screaming in ecstasy was a favorite activity of mine, so I was all for that idea. 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 it seemed that I was finding another very nice use for it.
Jake stroked down my legs and across my ass before lowering my thong, leaving it around my thighs. One of them stroked between my legs, and I knew they’d soon discover exactly how excited I was. As the fingers slid across my clit, I closed my eyes and groaned as I arched my back.
“Her pussy is soaked,” Jake said, sliding a deliciously thick finger inside me.
I wanted more, and when he began to finger fuck me, I spread my legs. While it moved in and out of me, he reached around with his other hand to pinch my swollen clit and tugged 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 wanted to lick it off of him. Instead, he pressed his balls against my mouth. I licked them as I remembered my time in a video game with the super hot gunslinger. He’d 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 his balls 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.
At that moment, Jake had shoved a second finger into my pussy. I couldn’t wait for him to start fucking me, and I whimpered with impatience.
I looked up into Hound-dog’s eyes as he pulled his balls out of my mouth and pressed the base of his cock against my lips so hard that it hurt.
“Suck it right there,” he growled, pressing 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. 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 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 me 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 slammed into me even harder. His thumb slid into my ass, going in deep and it was all I needed to push me over the edge. My pussy pulsed around his cock as I came, all the while I was still sucking Hound-dog’s cock.
Jake’s thumb in my ass pressed downward to stroke his cock through my insides. When his grip tightened and he groaned, I felt his cock pulsing as he filled me with his cum.
Hound-dog 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 and pulling his cock out of my mouth.
As I caught my breath, he smiled down at me and shoved two fingers deep in my throat, causing me to gag again. I pulled away and glared up at him because that was just uncalled for.
“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. It hurt…a lot. He did it again and I began to struggle as I cried out.
He used his other hand in the center of my back to pin me down, and vigorously spanked me, reddening my ass and even my thighs. I kicked and yelled, calling them a number of choice names, while reaching around to shove at the hand pinning me.
Nothing worked, and Jake kept going until soon, I switched from complaining to begging. It seemed like forever before 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**
Finally he was done, and the uncalled for whipping had infuriated me. I glared over my shoulder at him. “You’re an ass hole!” I shouted.
Hound-dog let out a bark of laughter at his friends expense, and Jake brought the belt down upon my welted behind again. I screamed and squirmed, knowing I was no match for the two huge men. Things had taken a turn for the worse, right about when they went from ‘incredible orgasm’ to ‘beating with a belt.’
“I’m sorry! Please stop, that hurts,” I begged, wishing that I’d locked the library doors just a few minutes sooner before these two bikers came in.
Jake stepped back, and I took a shaky breath while praying that he was done. Hound-dog released my arms and yanked me to my feet. My panties dropped from around my thighs to rest on my high-heeled shoes. I kicked them off because anything touching my ass at the moment would hurt like hell.
Still, I felt very exposed in just my garter belt, stockings and shoes. My hair had come out of the bun and it was sticking to my sweat dampened face. I breathed heavily as I backed away from them, trying to keep my ass as far from the two men as possible.
After that beating, I was ready for them to go far, far away. The problem was, I had no idea how to tell them and thought they probably wouldn’t listen anyway.
I wanted to run and looked down the aisle. However, remembering how well that had worked the last time, I didn’t attempt it again.
If only they wouldn’t have started that spanking and whipping bullshit, things would have been perfect. I couldn’t help but glare at them for ruining my fun. They both grinned back at me, like I’d told a joke.
“Now, find the book we need, then we’ll have some more fun before we leave,” Hound-dog said, stepping closer.
*Fun?* My heart raced as I went to my shiny new book ladder. I’d been so excited about it that morning, now when I looked at it all I’d think about was a painful whipping. I pushed it to where I needed it and climbed up to get the book off the highest shelf. When I turned to move back down, Jake was blocking my way, staring up me from below. He held out his hand for the book.
I handed it over, and waited for him to move, but he sat the book aside and stayed put. I didn’t like this one bit. They were both toying with me now, trying to scare me. Unfortunately, they were succeeding.
Hound-dog tilted his head as he ran his hand up the inside of my thigh. He went all the way up, until his thumb slipped inside my wet pussy. I pushed at his hand, but not before I began to feel aroused again. The muscles inside me tightened around his thumb and he grinned knowingly, showing that he felt it.
I was still feeling very indignant from that beating though, and tried to turn away as I squeezed my thighs together, resisting the urge to smack the big biker upside the head. I knew if I did that, I’d pay dearly.
“Maybe you two can um…move out of the way?” I asked. When they stayed put, I added, “Please?”
Hound-dog removed his thumb from inside my pussy and sucked it clean.
“Spread your pussy open and show us your clit,” Jake said, his eyes focused between my thighs.
Humiliated, I shook my head and Hound-dog looked at the other biker. “How’s your hand? Should I have a go this time?” he asked, reaching up to squeeze my welted ass very hard.
I groaned and shook my head again, not wanting any more pain. Nonetheless, I didn’t want to spread myself open for them. It would be embarrassing, but I didn’t have a choice so I reached down and did as he asked.
“Nice,” Hound-dog said, his voice a deep growl. “Now sit your hot little ass on that top step,” he told me, smacking it again.
I yelped in pain and quickly did as he said, just to get it out of his reach. The cold brass felt very nice on it, though. Suddenly, both men moved in and each one grabbed a leg. They draped them over the decorative curves in the ladder’s handles, causing my pussy to be very much on display as my legs were forced open wide.
They both pulled their belts off and I gasped. “No! Please!” I shouted, struggling against their grip because no way in hell did I want any more contact with their leather belts.
Instead of hitting me them, they used them to strap my legs to the ladder, forcing them to stay parted. I frowned at how cleverly they’d done it, and thought if I had the chance, I’d throw their damn belts in the trash.
“Show us how you make yourself cum,” Hound-dog commanded, leaning against the shelf to wait.
I shook my head and his eyes narrowed, but when he started to come toward me, I nodded. “Okay, okay. I…I’ll do it,” I said, now wondering what I’d gotten myself into.
Slowly, I reached down and stroked my clit just how I liked, going back and forth. It took a little longer than usual before I began to feel excited, but soon my clit began to swell. When they’d annoyed me before, their heated gazes now turned me on, and I knew they could see the evidence of it because I’d suddenly become very wet.
“Here, let me help,” Jake said, sliding his thick middle finger into my wet pussy, stroking me deep as I worked my clit. I groaned in ecstasy, now very close to cumming.
Much to my dismay, just before I came, they untied my legs and Jake had me over his shoulder again. He headed toward the library’s reading area and tossed me onto the couch.
“Hope you’re ready for a nice double penetration,” Jake said, trailing his wet finger down my cheek and leaving a trail of my own juices across my face.
I nodded, because from previous experience, I knew it would feel good. However, I could also remember a few times when it had been more scary than pleasurable. I cringed as a vision of the rather brutal gang bang by possessed military men flashed through my head. I would never go back into that fucked up game in a million years.
Jake sat on the couch beside me and his cock stood at attention, just waiting for me to impale myself on it. Extremely excited and riled up, I eagerly climbed on, and groaned as I sheathed my wet vagina upon it. I slid down the length of him until it was fully inside me and rotated my hips, grinding on him. It felt so good swirling inside me that I dug my nails into his shoulders and groaned.
Hound-dog came in behind me and I felt his big body pressing into my back as he lowered himself down. “Spread your ass open for me and beg me to fuck it,” he said, his voice a growl in my ear.
Jake smiled up at me as they waited for me to ask. I did want it, but I wasn’t going to beg. Hound-dog must have sensed my hesitation because he stroked my anus with the head of his cock, teasing me. I felt the cum smearing on it and I groaned, wanting him to push it into me. I knew the initial penetration would hurt, but after that it would be mostly pleasure.
I reached back and spread my ass open for him as I leaned forward on Jake. “Please shove your cock into my ass,” I begged, my voice just a whisper as I jutted my bottom up toward him.
“Don’t mind if I do,” he said, his big body pushing forward, driving his thick cock into my ass very slowly. I felt it stretch me very wide and gasped as I held my cheeks spread for him. Jake groaned, feeling my pussy become tighter and I felt the friction from their cocks as they both began to fuck me.
I groaned and held on as they started out slowly. Having both of my holes filled at the same time was pure heaven, with a little bit of pain mixed in. My cries grew louder as Hound-dog began thrusting harder. He wasn’t going easy at all now, and I was grunting loud with each thrust of his cock. Jake was fucking me from below as I sat on him and grinding up into me as he pinched my nipples very hard. His hand went down and he pressed my clit and then pinched it.
All of the stimulation pushed me over the edge. I screamed and screamed while the ultimate orgasm ripped through my body. It went on as they kept fucking me, while pinching my clit and my nipples.
Their thrusting suddenly grew more violent and even painful, jolting my body. Both of them moved their grips to my waist to hold me steady while they became animalistic in their fucking. It was like they’d been waiting for me to cum so they could do this.
It felt good at first, but the longer it went on, the more it all hurt. Their grips on my hips and waist were even brutal, as they pumped in and out of me harder than I’d ever been fucked before. Once again, my screams of delight, turned to screams of pain. I knew I’d be bruised and need days to recover after this sadistic pair were completely done with me.
I could tell when they were closer to their finish because they both pounded into me full out, using all of their strength. Hound dog had even moved to standing so that he could thrust into my ass even harder.
They both came at the same time, groaning while filling me with cum. I felt their cocks pulse inside me and Hound-dogs body leaned against my back, and I whimpered as his hand went down to squeeze my welted ass.
“You guys are mean,” I said, thinking I much preferred video game sex. At least when shit like this happened in the games, I was returned to normal and fully healed when I went home. Now I’d be sore for days.
Jake chuckled at my comment, and they lifted me off them to sit me on the couch. I curled into a ball, feeling shaky and exhausted; thinking if it weren’t for my lecherous boss finding me like this, I’d stay there for the night. My son would be gone all weekend, so I could get away with that.
“You’re not done,” Hound-dog said, nudging me out of my stupor.
Both men stood looking down at me, and I couldn’t help but glare up at them angrily. My defiance cause Jake to chuckle as he helpfully reached down and dragged me off the couch by my hair, until I was on my knees in front of it.
“Clean us off,” Hound-dog said, crossing his arms over his chest. His look was just daring me to argue.
I wanted to tell him to get a washcloth and do it himself, but I was too afraid of what would happen. So I did as he asked and licked his cock clean, all the while glaring up at him with obvious anger.
He glared back down at me, and I realized I was pissing him off, but I couldn’t help it. Jake obviously thought the entire thing was funny, because he was grinning from ear to ear.
Hound-dog grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling my mouth off of his now clean cock, and shoved me roughly toward Jake.
Jake stroked my hair as I sucked him into my mouth, taking care of him, too. Clearly, he was the nicer of the pair, but they were both possibly crazy.
He nudged his friend, who still looked pissed as he fastened his belt. “I think I’m going to keep her,” Jake told him. “I haven’t gotten a chance to fuck those tits yet.”
Oh, shit! My eyes widened in panic, and I backed up fast. His wet cock coming out of my mouth with an audible pop. I shook my head, looking around in panic. No way did I want to prolong my visit with these two. They were way too rough for the real world.
Apparently, my fear perked Hound-dog up, because he was now smiling. However, it looked a more menacing than friendly.
“Not a bad idea. I’d like to teach her some manners,” he said, grinning in what I thought was a threatening way. I wasn’t even sure how someone could do that, but he was pulling it off nicely.
“No, you can’t,” I blurted, causing their eyes to narrow angrily. Obviously, they didn’t care to be told that they couldn’t do something, so I quickly reworded. “I mean…please don’t. I’ve got a son that needs me,” I told them. They looked unimpressed with my argument and I considered lying and adding a few more kids to the count, but I was a terrible liar.
I really started worrying when Hound-dog went to get my clothes, and threw them at me.”Get dressed, we’ve got a long ride ahead of us,” he said.
I took a side-step toward the front desk, thinking of running as I shook my head franticly. “I can’t go with you, I—” My words died abruptly when he started unfastening his belt in a threatening manner. How could I talk them out of this? It was ridiculous. They couldn’t just take a woman with them that didn’t want to go…could they?
Even the delicate fabric of my skirt hurt as my ass. As I zipped it up, I noticed various fingerprint bruises forming on my body. Now I was giving second thoughts to my sexy lingerie, as I pulled on my thong and lace push-up bra. My hands shook as I attempted to fasten it and Jake brushed them away, taking over. He looked at my blouse, noting the missing buttons and tossed it aside. “Just wear my shirt,” he commanded, pulling his Harley tee off and handing it over.
I shivered at the sight of his ripped chest, the smattering of red hair just begging for my touch. He was a huge guy, and his shirt hung to my thighs, but it was soft and smelled nice. Still, I didn’t want to go with them, and my mind raced to find a way out of my predicament.
“And to think, I thought being a librarian was a nice, safe job,” I muttered, looking up at the two waiting men.
Part 3
They headed to the library’s exit, expecting me to follow. Instead, I went to the front desk and grabbed my purse. I got my keys out, planning to lock the doors behind them when they left, while I stayed inside.
Unfortunately, they paused to wait for me, immediately blowing my escape plan out of the water. I walked slower, hoping they’d head out the door ahead of me, but they didn’t. They’d grown impatient by the time I reached them, and Hound-dog’s hand clamped down on my arm so tight that I whimpered. He dragged me out the door toward his motorcycle.
I dug my heels in. “Wait, wait! I need to lock up,” I said, rattling my keys.
Clearly annoyed, he walked me back and loomed over me as I locked up. He’d ruined my escape plan again and I glared at him. He grinned, like he knew what I’d planned. When the door was locked, he pulled me across the lot toward his motorcycle while my feet scrambled to keep up with his long strides.
I didn’t know anything about motorcycles and had no idea what kind it was, but it was as huge…however, so was he. Jake started his motorcycle up, and I jumped at the horrendously loud engine. It was so loud that I could feel the vibrations through the ground. In fact, I was surprised that it didn’t set off car alarms. That thought gave me an idea, and my thumb felt around on my key for my panic alarm.
“Get on, Jane,” Hound-dog yelled over the noise, throwing a leg over his bike and starting it up.
I wasn’t sure how I’d do that with my skirt on and I didn’t want to go with them. I was also worried about riding on a motorcycle, so I very nervously shook my head and backed up a step.
“Uh, librarians don’t ride motorcycles,” I yelled so he could hear me. At the same time, I was also taking a more steps backward. His eyes narrowed and I added, “I’ve never been on one. I don’t know how to do it.”
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Part 3 is continued on my [Casual Sex Gamer blog](https://casualsexgamer.wordpress.com/), and there are some pictures and links to go along with it, in case you wondered what she looks like. Jane is the main character in our series and she is featured in ten of the books so far. She’s a very horny MILF who never seems to get enough sex.
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