Everybody has a Fantasy

Bella, realising that she may have unwittingly flashed the young man, flushed with embarrassment and having placed the book on the other side of the table for him, left him to open it for himself while she turned and walked swiftly away.

When she had gone, the students all looked at each other.

Dave said, "Is she hot or what?"

Eric, who had been looking at the book with Dave said "Do you reckon she's got ANY underwear on? It's pretty obvious she's bra-less."

Dan coughed and got their full attention, "Well, lads, when she got this book for me her dress opened up a little as she knelt down, and I can confirm that there was no bra. But when she went to stand up....," he paused for effect and fanned his face with his hand.

"When she went to get up," he repeated. "Her skirt split open."

"What did you see?" asked Eric excitedly.

With a knowing smile on his face he said, "Everything. And you'll be interested to know that she's hairless!"

Dave wasn't entirely convinced that Dan wasn't winding them up.

"Really?"

"Really. Shit, I had to stop myself from groping her."

"I did!" interjected Sid. "I could be wrong, but I got the impression that she enjoyed my hands being on her. And she didn't break away from my hard-on!"

The others made various exclamations at this revelation. All of them were now besotted with the idea of having Bella. But time was running out and they had a lot of work to do, so they each put their heads down and concentrated on the task in hand.

Some while later, they had a brief pause in their research and naturally the subject returned to Bella.

"Do you reckon she would?" asked Dave.

The others didn't take long before they nodded, but then Sid said, "What all of us? At the same time?"

*****

Back at her desk, two customers were waiting to be served. She checked out their books as quickly as possible and then rushed to the bathroom. Before she had even made it to the cubicle, she was pulling her dress aside so that she could get to her aching nipples and fiery cunt.

Sat on the toilet with her legs splayed, already teasing her nipples, she looked down at her pussy. She had taken the decision to remove her pubic hair by waxing three days before and there was nothing to spoil the view of the pink, swollen lips that were already wet with her juices. She closed her eyes and her right hand slithered down between her legs. She avoided her clitoris and pushed two fingers deep inside her vagina. By the time she felt ready to rub her clit her hands and thighs were already soaked.

Just then, she heard somebody come into the lavatory. So near to coming, she couldn't risk continuing or the other woman would be bound to hear her if she orgasmed as loudly as she was likely to. Her hands dropped away and hung limply by her sides as she tried to hold back from the brink.

The flush in the next stall was operated, but she dared not move yet, waiting, longing for the other occupant to wash her hands and leave. As the outside door shut, she finally moved and that was enough to trigger her climax -- she didn't even get a chance to push her fingers back into her gaping vagina.

*****

Feeling exhausted, Bella left the lavatory and resumed her position at her desk. She apologised to the queue of people that had formed there, and trying to smile and act normally, dealt with each in turn.

She ate her packed lunch at her desk and remained there until she finally felt that she could walk around with something resembling her usual gait. There were several books to replace, so she set about doing this until the trolley was empty once more. Then, she decided to check on the students.

As Bella reached the corner, she heard the end of their conversation.

"...of us? At the same time?"

They all looked up at Bella, each with a slightly guilty look on their faces.

"How's the research going boys?" she enquired.

They all looked at Dan, hoping he would be the one to think of what to say.

"Yes, good thanks. We've just been discussing who we'd like to do next. Er, I mean look up."

He turned away as his face reddened, sure that she would catch the unintentional double meanings.

Dave smirked a little, then said, "We'll all want you...to help us out when we come back."

"That will be my pleasure boys," she responded. "It's what I'm here for."

Bella smiled and turned around to head back to her desk, thinking. It really wasn't her imagination, was it? They all seemed to be staring at her hungrily and although they were sat down, she got the distinct impression that they might be hiding erections. She felt her nipples tingling as they rubbed against the material of her dress while she returned to her station.

*****

"I'm sorry boys," Bella said apologetically. "But it's 4 o'clock and we'll have to put the books back now."

Dave answered for all of them, "That's OK Bella, we knew that our time was limited. I think we've covered what we needed in these books, so it's a good time to stop. But we will need to come back again on Thursday? Is it OK?"

"Yes, of course. I'll be expecting you. Now, I need to put these books back."

She donned her gloves and hefted the largest of the books. She moved the step stool to the right position and then half turned back.

"Perhaps one of you could help me when I get up on the stool, just to make sure I don't lose my balance?"

"I'll do it!" Sid said, unnecessarily loudly, but quick enough to beat the others to it.

She stepped up and Sid put his hands on her hips and took a firm grasp, with his thumbs pointing toward her spine. He could feel the heat of her flesh through the thin material and his face was almost level with her buttocks, which tightened as she reached upwards. This and her scent almost drove him to sink his teeth into them -- but before he lost control, she looked down and spoke.

"Um, can you let me down now Sid?"

"Oh, er...sure." His reverie was broken, and he moved back to allow her to step down but didn't release his grip until she was on the floor and turning for the next book.

Dan had observed where the next one had come from and moved the step stool to the right place, elbowing Sid aside and ensuring he was the one to help Bella. Although this book was lighter, she didn't object to being held and took her time replacing it on the shelf. After bending over to insert the third book, she stood back up and closed the cabinet doors, locking them in the process. Did she imagine the men behind her letting out a sigh as she turned, smiled, and walked away back to her desk?

They all grinned cheerfully at her as they left the building.

*****

For the next hour Bella couldn't remove the memory of the strong hands on her body, imagining, almost wishing that they had moved further. Of course, she knew that this was terribly wrong, and she really shouldn't be thinking such thoughts, but she seemed unable to control her own mind.

Closing the library promptly and locking up rapidly Bella was intent on getting back to the lavatory, but for some reason she was drawn to the far end of the library. As she walked towards the shelves she was overcome with lustful thoughts, of naked bodies writhing in ecstasy amid the books. Finding herself standing in front of the table that the students had been using, she turned leaned against the table and closed her eyes. Imagining the boys to still be there, her hands went up to her breasts, fingers finding the iron-hard nipples and pinching them. Desperately horny, she sat on the desk, pushed further back onto the wooden surface, kicked off her shoes and raised her feet onto the table before pulling her dress up to her waist.

Bella knew what she was about to do would get her fired without references if she was caught, but she was powerless to resist the urging of her body. Her left hand moved inside the top of her dress to caress her breasts, while the right hand moved down to tease and probe the hot wetness between her legs. She imagined male hands all over her body, erect cocks waving at her from all directions, penetrating her pussy and pushing beyond her lips so that she could suck greedily, changing positions, taking multiple entry to her orifices at the same time. Senses totally overwhelmed, her body could hold out no longer and she began the most mighty, prolonged orgasm she had ever experienced.

*****

It was perhaps thirty minutes later that Bella came to her senses and sat bolt upright. She looked down at her body and had to supress a feeling of shame that she had committed such an act in what she had previously considered an almost sacred place. One breast had been left exposed and where her skirt had been lying beneath her buttocks was a soaked patch, immediately below her glistening pussy.

Hurriedly, she got up and covered herself before rushing to the lavatory to clean up and finally leave for home.

It was suddenly Thursday morning, and Bella was having to decide what to wear. She took a burgundy wrap around dress from the wardrobe and held it up. She had never worn this dress to work -- with or without underwear. It was more of a cocktail dress and had very little use -- in fact, she could only recall wearing it once before. Putting it on she stood in front of the mirror. The material was clingy and accentuated all the curves that she hadn't realised she had. It felt wonderful without underwear, why hadn't she tried this before?

It was a beautiful, warm morning as she strolled into the library and, instantly, the building was open and people were coming in, including the four students. She greeted them and told them to head on down to the end of the library and that she would be with them soon. She couldn't help but notice the admiring, perhaps lustful, looks they gave her as they passed her desk.

"Now, have you decided what books you need today?" she asked.

"Yes," said Dan. "We made a list of the ones we thought we would be interested in. There's five of them."

He unfolded a piece of paper and handed it to her. Two were in the middle shelving, one high and another two low. The highest was a small volume and she retrieved it quickly, but not so quickly that the boys didn't have time to admire her legs. She turned back and carefully extracted the books on the middle shelves. They required a slight bend at the waist, but this was enough for the boys to enjoy the view of her backside. From this, obviously, she wasn't wearing underwear again.

The first of the books on the lower shelving showed signs of past neglect and it was in quite a delicate state. Bella had to kneel and carefully remove it using both hands. She raised her left leg to stand, and the skirt dropped away, revealing the inside of her thigh almost up to the crotch. She continued to rise and walked back to the table, bending over to lay it down.

"You'll have to be very careful with this one, boys. It's very delicate and needs to be handled gently," she said to them over her shoulder. The innocent double-meaning wasn't lost on the students.

Bella squatted to retrieve the last book and then put it next to the others.

"Well, I'd better leave you to it. You've obviously got a lot to look at here."

She walked away as the students donned their gloves and began working.

And then suddenly it was 4pm.

"I'm sorry, but your time is up. Have you finished yet?" Bella asked the group.

Sid looked up, removed his glasses and said," Oh, hell! We hadn't realised the time! We've still got..." he looked at the others for confirmation.

"About an hour's work to do," he continued. "Can you give us a bit more time? We've found some vital evidence that we've never come across before and it could be really important to our work."

Bella couldn't help but feel sorry for them. They hadn't taken a break all day and at times she had seen them deep in conversation about their findings. However, they always seemed to find time to give her a smile as she came near.

At 5pm the library had emptied, and all the other visitors had left.

"Please Bella," they begged. "We just need half an hour more?"

"Well, this is highly irregular, and I'm really not supposed to do it. But I guess you can carry on for a few more minutes while I lock up. But you'll have to leave by the staff entrance afterwards."

Bella took her time. She locked the doors and then tidied where needed. At precisely 5.30pm she headed back down the library.

"I hope you've had enough time to finish, boys? Only I need to get going home." She had been feeling aroused all day and had not had an opportunity to deal with it.

"Yes, Bella, we've got almost everything we need. We were just waiting to help you."

In her current state of mind Bella couldn't resist allowing her dress to part more than it should when she knelt to replace the first books. She thought she heard an intake of breath from one of the students. The middle shelf books were returned, and she took her time, moving from one foot to the other, knowing that this would make her buttocks wiggle. Then it was time for the step stool again and Sid jumped into action to help her without being asked -- except, this time, his hands seemed a little lower on her hips, almost on her thighs with his thumbs stretched onto her buttocks. He failed to move back as she stepped down, which resulted in her bumping into his front. His hands hadn't moved, and he held her against what she could now feel was a very sizeable erection. Her hands came down to cover his and try to move them.

"Sid! What are you doing? You can't...."

Her words were cut off as Sid's head leaned down and gently kissed the nape of her neck.

"Ohhhh," she moaned.

His right hand slid up to her breast and he cupped it and then stroked the nipple through the clinging material using his thumb. Her arms hung limply at her sides as Sid's other hand left her thigh and moved up to the other breast.

Bella was lost. She was powerless to resist being touched and her body and mind were being overcome by lust. And then Sid's left hand slid across and inside her dress to place flesh on flesh. She could feel her pussy beginning to lubricate.

Suddenly she found herself facing Sid, her lips mashing against his, arms around his neck. Her buttocks were being mauled and her crotch was being pressed tight against his hardened cock. Then she felt breath on the back of her neck and another set of lips began lightly kissing there. Sid stepped away, far enough to pull the tie at the side of her dress. She felt it fall open, revealing one breast, before the other tie was freed and her body was fully exposed.

Bella could feel another erection pressing against her arse now, but her attention was taken away by her breasts being caressed and the nipples sucked. Her arms were taken from Sid's neck and the dress finally removed, but the stimulation never stopped, and she was unwittingly moved to the table and lifted onto it. Before she could even think what was happening a head was buried between her legs and her vagina was being deliciously devoured. She laid back on the table as another two mouths fed greedily on her nipples.

Her first orgasm came and went, or rather, simmered. Her arms, which had flung themselves out on the wooden surface lay there unmoving until a hand clasped one of hers and wrapped it around an iron-hard, hot, throbbing cock. A victim of sensory overload, she was unable to keep a steady rubbing motion going, so the male hand guided her actions.

Then the head rose from between her thighs, juices glistening from around his mouth. His cock was free and nodding vigorously as the blood pumped through it. He held it in his hand and rubbed along Bella's fluttering labia.

"Yesssss!" she heard herself say. And the shaft sank deep inside of her. He began to fuck her with a slow, yet insistent action.

One of her nipples felt cold as the mouth left it. Then, eyes unfocussed, her head was firmly persuaded to that side where another fine member stood proud, waiting for her lips.

"Ohhhh!" was the last audible sound she made as the head of his cock slid over her tongue. She had never really been keen on giving head, but suddenly it added another level to her excitement. She moaned around the shaft as she reached her second orgasm. That was when she felt the flooding of semen deep within her pussy. Her lover continued thrusting as jet after jet spurted and the come began to dribble out around the sides and down the crack of her arse.

Another cold-feeling nipple and her pussy was instantly occupied once more. Perhaps this one was smaller, but its owner thrust much, much faster. She was barely able to keep the cock in her mouth and, as it exploded, she felt the splashes cascade across her face and neck. It was soon pushed back between her lips, and she had no choice but to swallow -- a first for her and yet another barrier broken. Bella felt her pussy beginning to flutter again. She never thought that she could reach climax so many times.

Another cock on the opposite side was presented and she sucked it in greedily. It was as if a dam had broken, and all her sexual frustrations and desires had broken loose. Nothing was taboo anymore.

After a second load of come had been fired into her pussy, she was turned over and lifted onto her hands and knees. The third cock to penetrate her drenched orifice was the largest and longest yet and she felt her vaginal walls having to stretch to accommodate it. It's length was just about as much as she could take, but the owner was gentle and took slow, deep thrusts, keeping her arousal simmering nicely.

Another penis entered her mouth, while both her nipples and breasts were being stimulated. She had become a sex toy. There was nothing she could do about it. There was nothing she wanted to do about it except enjoy the sensations.

Another orgasm, another splashing in her face and hair and throat. She lost track of time and where she was, lost in a sensual, sexual world, with a never-ending stream of lovers.

*****

Epilogue -- The Aftermath

Bella awoke abruptly. She was wracked with tiredness and her pussy and breasts felt sore from where she had been mauling them in last night's frenzied and elongated round of masturbation. The memories of her vivid fantasy came flooding back to the forefront of her mind. It was all so real, and it seemed to last for days. That was the best night ever of pleasuring herself, but now she needed to get up, showered and dressed ready for work or she would be late.

Washed and dried, she headed back into the bedroom and sat down at the dressing table to do her make-up and hair. Satisfied with the result, she went to the wardrobe and selected the button-down dress that she was going to wear that day. Then she crossed to the chest of drawers, opened it, and retrieved her white cotton panties and bra.

The memory of the fantasy whereby she went without underwear came back to her. The dress was the one she had imagined wearing without underwear.

"Ha!!" she exclaimed aloud. "As if!"

Bella stepped into the panties and pulled them up, made sure that they were comfortable and then slipped her arms through the brassiere straps. In seconds it was fastened, and she slipped her hands into the cups to position her breasts neatly.

The weather was fine, and she enjoyed the sunshine as she walked to the library. Just another day at the job she loved.

The first hours went as usual then, as she was concentrating on the computer screen, she sensed a presence. Looking up she saw a young man smiling at her.

"Yes? Sorry, can I help you?"

"Well, I very much hope so. I understand that the library has a rare collection of books about the English Civil War?"

Cough. Her face flushed.

"Um, yes that's correct."

"Well, I'm doing a project towards my degree, and it would be really helpful to be able to look through the books."