Quiet in the Library

Luckily, she didn’t need to. Mari put a hand on her shoulder, looked her in the eyes, and said, with all the seriousness in the world, “Hannah, I would be delighted to help you empty your breasts.”

She stared for a moment, and then, despite herself she laughed. “I’m sorry,” she said, covering her mouth. “It’s just that you sounded so solemn, and this is such a weird thing to do...”

“Sure it’s weird, but it’s the type of weird that I’m super into. Want me to use my mouth or my hands?”

Mouth, said Hannah’s brain, but she looked into Mari’s eyes and found herself unable to say... Anything at all, really. Instead she grabbed her hands (her own were shaking), and brought them up to her chest. Mari let her, and when her fingers touched Hannah’s smooth, soft skin (they were wonderfully warm), she smiled. “You may want to face the sink.”

Hannah did, breathlessly, and as she turned Mari caressed her shoulders. She saw her move closer in the mirror, and she could feel her enormous chest press up against her back. “Oh my god... Those... Those really are natural, aren’t they?”

Mari giggled. “What, did you not believe me?”

“I had doubts. They’re so soft. They feel good...”

“Mm. Keep saying nice things about them and maybe later I’ll let you do to them what I’m doing to you.”

“Oh? Are you-” Hannah interrupted herself with a gasp. Mari had squeezed her nipples, and she sprayed. Some of it went in the sink, but most of it spattered on the mirror.

“Whoa! Damn, girl. I didn’t expect this much.”

“You’ve done this-” Another squeeze, another spray, and another gasp. “You’ve done this before, haven’t you?”

“I’ve made the motions tons of times, on myself. I don’t have milk, but it’s not for lack of trying. I’ve been trying to induce for like, three years.” She squeezed again, and Hannah bit her lip, breathing in sharply. “Uh, sorry... I’m not hurting you, am I?”

She started to slide her hands away, but Hannah grabbed them and pulled them back. “No! Keep going!”

“We’re getting the mirror and counter all wet...”

“I’ll clean them!” Hannah squeezed Mari’s hands in her own, forcing them to make the motion, and making even more of a mess. “Just keep going!”

Mari laughed. “Well, if you insist.” Hannah rubbed her tummy and leaned back into Mari’s huge, soft chest as she was milked. God, that word made her feel so dirty. She was being milked. Like a cow. It was turning her on so much that...

She only made it three more sprays before she turned around. “Drink. I need your lips on them. Now.”

Mari only had to think about it for a moment... and then her lips wrapped around her nipple, and Hannah almost came on the spot. Her breasts immediately started spraying- real sprays, the type that could shoot halfway across the room. It seemed to take Mari by surprise. Her eyes got wide, and a bit of Hannah’s milk actually dribbled out of her mouth before she caught herself and latched on, making sure not to spill a drop. She wrapped her arms around Hannah’s waist, pressing her face into her breast, her own breasts squishing heavily against Hannah’s tummy and-

She came. Hard. She actually had to bite her own thumb to keep herself from crying out. It was a good thing she was leaning against the sinks, because her legs felt like gelatin all of a sudden, and she was certain she would have lost her balance otherwise. Mari kept on sucking all throughout it, rubbing Hannah’s tummy with one hand and squeezing the breast that she wasn’t sucking on with the other, and when it was all done and Hannah found herself panting and out-of-breath.

Mari laughed. “That was fast.”

“I... I was already all worked up before I came in here.”

“From walking around the library topless? Dirty girl.”

“Just... Just switch to the other one now.” It wasn’t that Mari had drained the breast that she was sucking on (Hannah could still feel that there was plenty left in there, in fact, even after all that). It was just that her other nipple was screaming for attention.

Attention was exactly what Mari gave it. “You’re really bossy all of a sudden,” she said as she cupped Hannah’s other breast in her hands. It took both of them, and even then she couldn’t cover all of it.

“I’m sorry! I just-”

Mari laughed. “Keep being bossy. I like it. I hope you don’t mind if I...” She trailed off as she started to drink from Hannah’s other breast, but Hannah could see what she was talking about. She was groping herself as she sucked, squeezing her huge, soft breast in one hand (it was glowing bright pink) while her other slipped down the front of her jeans.

“Good. Keep drinking,” said Hannah breathlessly. She pressed Mari’s face into her breast, and the way that she looked up at her as she drank was just...

Hannah shivered. While Mari’s breasts were too big for her to easily suck on her own nipples, Hannah’s were exactly the right size for it. She lifted her free breast to her mouth, wrapping her lips around it right where Mari’s black lipstick had left its mark. She never got tired of the taste of it, like melted ice cream, and as she fed both Mari and herself she could feel herself-

“Hello? Is anyone here?”

They both froze. The voice came from outside the bathroom, but not far outside of it. Lightning fast, Mari stood and wiped her mouth. Hannah looked around for her sweater. Where had it gone?

“Oh, fuck.” It was on the floor. She must have dropped it at some point without realizing it. It was also completely soaked with milk, and there was grime on it from the bathroom floor. She picked it up gingerly with two fingers and made a face.

“Do you have any other clothes?” Mari whispered quickly.

“Just my bra. It’s downstairs, at the circulation desk.”

“Tch. Put this on!” Mari wiggled out of her jacket and handed it over. It was warm and it smelled like her, and Hannah would have found it quite comfortable except for one small thing.

“Uh... I can’t close it over my tummy.”

“Shit,” said Mari. “Okay, um...”

“Give me your shirt and you can wear your jacket, zipped up.”

“My shirt won’t cover you, your boobs aren’t big enough to fill it without popping up above the neckline. And mine are too big to close the jacket over them.”

“What? Why do you own a jacket that’s too small for you?”

“It’s a fashion jacket, not a keep-myself-warm jacket!”

“Anyone?” called the voice. “Anyone here?” It sounded even closer now, like it was right outside the bathroom door.

“Wait!” said Hannah. “My jacket! It’s big enough that it’ll cover me, but it’s also all the way downstairs. Fuck. God damn it, I knew this was a bad idea, but I was dumb and horny and I did it anyway. Stupid, stupid, stupid.”

“I’ll get it! You just wait h-”

The bathroom door creaked, and Mari’s marking immediately changed color to a sickly yellow-green. “Fuck,” she muttered. “Stay right here!” She dashed around the corner that hid the bathroom from sight from the doorway, and Hannah heard the owner of the voice gasp.

“Jesus! You scared the hell out of me.”

“Oh,” she heard Mari say. “Uh, sorry, Officer.”

Oh fuck. Officer? Were the police here?

“Are you... Good god, you just walk around in that?”

“Yeah. Can I help you?” Despite the fact that Hannah felt like she was about to pee herself in fear, she couldn’t help but feel the teensiest smidge of admiration for how casually and confidently Mari said it.

“Pretty sure that’s a violation of University dress code, young lady.”

“The University doesn’t have a dress code for students. Trust me, I’ve checked.”

“Okay, sure.” The officer sounded unconvinced, but she didn’t press the issue, thank god. “Listen, do you know where the library employees are? I’m supposed to check in with the library person on-duty, but I waited for twenty minutes and nobody was there.”

Oh god... That meant that this officer had come in... Probably right as she and Mari had discovered each other in the bathroom. If she had decided not to shout before coming in here...

“Search me. There was a person at the front desk when I came in, but I’ve been in here for hours. Their shift is probably over by now.”

“Right, well, if you see them, let them know they’re not supposed to leave the desk for that long. Anyway, ‘scuse me. I gotta pee.”

There was a shuffling of feet, and Mari said, loudly, “Ah! I, uh, wouldn’t go in there if I were you.”

“What? Why?”

“Because...” Hannah could hear the hesitation in Mari’s voice. Oh god oh god oh god... “Because somebody took a massive shit in one of the stalls and it smells awful. I’d use one of the bathrooms downstairs if I were you.”

Gross. If it worked, though...

The officer made a disgusted noise. “Eugh. I swear, they never clean these goddamn things. Dunno what we even have janitors for. Well, thanks for the warning.”

“Sure thing.” More footsteps... but going in the opposite direction. The door creaked again, and there was silence. Hannah strained her ears for a moment... And heard nothing.

She let out a breath that she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. For a few moments there, she was certain that she was going to be caught. Her phone buzzed in her pocket. It was a text from Mari. Okay, she left the library but she said she’s gonna come back before you close. I’m getting your stuff. Stay put for a minute.

thank you thank you thank you aaaaaaaaa, she texted back. fuuuuuck I almost had a heart attack.

It was a campus security officer, by the way. Not police. Wheres your stuff

Oh, that made sense. In fact... Hannah looked at the time. It was midnight. Campus Security always did a walkaround of the library at midnight. And she had... been so caught up in her dumb horny fantasies that she’d totally forgotten. bras underneath the circulation desk, jackets in the closet right behind it, she texted, all while kicking herself for being so stupid.

Cool. I’m downstairs now, and I’ll text you if anyone comes in the library.

For a few minutes Mari didn’t respond, and Hannah tried not to worry too much. She grabbed some paper towels from the dispenser next to the sinks and wiped down the mirror and counter that she had made a mess of while she waited, both for Mari and for her heart to stop pounding. She expected, any moment, to get a text saying ‘someone came in, hide!’, so when her phone finally did buzz, she jumped.

36G? niiiiiiice

Despite everything, she couldn’t help but laugh.

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It was entirely too warm in the library for her to be comfortable in her jacket, but being clothed again was such a relief that she hardly noticed. The security guard had looked at her strangely when she had come back, but Hannah had done her best to act nonchalant, and luckily she hadn’t asked any questions about it. Though she had asked where Hannah had gone for all that time.

“Uh... I ran to the campus grocery store down the street. I know I’m not supposed to, but there was nobody here, and-”

“There was somebody here, I ran into her while I was looking in for you in the bathrooms. You need to assume that there are people here even when you think the library is empty.”

Right. Pretty good advice, that. Hannah said that she would be sure to follow it in the future, and she wasn’t lying. That was a stunt that she would not be trying again any time soon. That seemed to satisfy the security officer, who left shortly after.

By that point it was 12:30, and Hannah had to start her regular end-of-night tasks: shelving any stray books, turning off the library printers... and doing a walk-around to make sure that there was nobody left in the library. It was right around then that Mari, who had disappeared to go find the books that Hannah had reshelved earlier, caught back up with her. And then they just... talked. While Hannah was doing her closing stuff, Mari followed her around and they chatted, as if everything that had happened that night was perfectly normal. It was odd, and unexpected, but it was also... kind of nice. The Mari that she used to know wouldn’t have been so totally cool and nonchalant about it, but it was a welcome change.

“So yeah,” said Mari, “Burrito Palace was awful, but after they canned me my friend Rose helped me get another job. You know that pizza place on 5th and Blevin?”

“Tomino’s?”

“That’s the one. Her parents own the place, and she talked me up to them. It’s still food work, but the pay is much better. Turns out you can make pretty decent money delivering pizzas, if you’re doing it in a rich neighborhood. It ain’t the most glamorous job, but it’s paying my rent, at least. Still don’t know how I’m going to keep up with my tuition, since I refuse to take loans, but... I don’t know, I’ll figure something out.”

“About that. Isn’t your dad, like... Literally a millionaire? Isn’t he paying for anything?”

“He was, but we don’t talk anymore and I won’t take his money,” said Mari, and she said it with the sort of finality that made it clear without words that this was a line of conversation that she did not want to pursue.

So Hannah didn’t. There was silence for a moment as they finished the walkaround and arrived at the circulation desk. “Hey, while we were... You know. In the bathroom. You mentioned that you were into way weirder things than what I’m into.”

Mari grinned. “You want a list?”

“I mean, I was just sort of curious...”

“I’m super into pregnancy. I never want to actually have kids, but I have like, breeding and impregnation fantasies all the time, and I think pregnant women are sexy. And women who look pregnant.” Hannah blushed at that, but Mari just smiled and kept going. “I like lactation, obviously. I’m into light BDSM- one of my exes liked to tie me up and gag me and stuff while we fucked, and I was pretty into it, not gonna lie. I like being collared. That same boyfriend who tied me up also wanted me to peg him, which I did and I loved it. Oh, and I really love titties. I love small boobs, big boobs, gigantic boobs, my boobs, other people’s boobs... I can get off just from playing with mine, and it’s awesome.”

Hannah giggled. “You know, I’ve never been kissed half as passionately as you were making out with your own titty when I walked in on you. You looked like you were into it.”

“Well,” said Mari with a laugh, “I was. And I’m a lot better at kissing now than I was five years ago.”

“Yeah? You should prove it to me,” said Hannah, and she was definitely joking.

Mari’s eyebrows went up, and she laughed. “Careful, or I just might take you up on that.”

“Good. I want you to.” She was, of course, not being serious. Not serious at all. It was completely, 100% sarcastic.

Right?

Mari kissed her. Suddenly their lips were touching and she had her arms around Hannah’s waist, and their big, heavy breasts were squished up against each other, and Hannah’s huge, firm tummy was pressing against Mari’s flatter, softer middle.

The first kiss that they had shared, the first and only other time that Hannah had ever kissed a girl, there hadn’t even been any tongue. They were both timid. Scared. Hesitant. Unsure if they liked each other in that way, or if they even liked girls in general. This time, it was different. Hannah had had boyfriends since Mari. Boyfriends that she had loved dearly, and who had loved her. But none of them kissed her like Mari was doing now. It was the type of kiss that she could get lost in.

When it was over, she found herself out of breath. She was leaning on the circulation desk, and Mari was looking at her, grinning. “Told ya.”

Hannah touched her lips. “Yeah... You were right. Much better.”

“See you tomorrow?” asked Mari with that charming, breathtaking grin of hers. She definitely hadn’t been able to grin like that the last time that they’d seen each other.

“Definitely. Um... Would you want to, maybe... I don’t usually go to bed until three or four in the morning after night shifts like this. Do you want to maybe hang out a little bit tonight? At my place? My roommate is gone until next week, so it’d just be us.”

“You know what?” said Mari, and her marking began to glow bright pink. “I think I’d like that.”