The Assistant Librarian

"The man's nipple is extremely sensitive and he may not be ready for stimulation at first. It is up to you as his lover to gently teach him how to appreciate this delightful stimulus," said the book. With a cry, Alissa dove forward and suckled one of Cayson's nipples, causing him to jump back in shock. The couple looked at each other, panting, then began pulling their clothes off.

"By now you should be able to tell if she is becoming excited. Gently take her breast into your mouth and..." Cayson didn't hear the end of what the book was saying. He began suckling at her breast and she covered his ears with both hands to hold him in place and he could no longer hear.

"So good!" shouted Alissa, almost loud enough to be heard. {Librarians can do that.} She guided his mouth to her other breast, and the sensations were incredible. Lightning bolts of sensation were shooting from her breasts to somewhere between her legs.

The book kept feeding them instructions and occasionally warned them that one or the other was close to falling off their bookshelf perch. "Now they reach down and find the object of their desire," said the book. "He will find her yoni moist and ready for him. She will find his lingam eager and throbbing."

Cayson felt his fingers discover a patch of hair similar to his own between her legs and as they kissed passionately, he gently explored with his fingers. Between her folds, he found Alissa to be moist and very warm. A finger explored and brushed against something that made her eyes roll back and she gasped. Then his finger found an entrance. She was so warm and moist and soft. Alissa kissed Cayson and when their lips parted and he looked confused. "Yoni?" he asked.

"It's an old book."

"All right then, cunt," said the book with a pout. "Have it your way. Pardon me for trying to class this up a bit."

"Yoni is ok," said Cayson, terrified at what could happen if the book grew angrier.

"I like Lingam," added Alissa. She knew what angry books could do. It wasn't pretty.

"Good, because you will hate the alternatives," said the book. "Now, lay down, side by side head to toe, and face each other, raise a leg and let your spouse explore."

In Cayson's head he heard, "the inside of your wife's thighs is very sensitive, gently stroke your fingertips from her knees to her Yoni, pay attention to her reactions, learn the touch that gets the most intense reaction."

Cayson gently ran his fingers up her inner thighs, then gently eased a finger inside of her pussy again. It was so warm and soft and it felt so good on his finger. How will it feel on his cock? "You're not going to believe the feeling," whispered the book.

Meanwhile, the book was whispering to Alissa, "This is your husband's Lingam, those are his semennik, that is where your babies will come from..."

"Babies come from a midwife," Alissa whispered.

If books could sigh in exasperation, this one certainly did. Soon, the knowledge of human reproduction filled their minds. The book also gave the knowledge to both of them because it discovered that Cayson's concept of reproduction was as strange as Alissa's midwife theory. {He was told that babies were purchased at an orphanage like he was.}

The book continued to use words like husband, wife, and spouse, and neither Alissa nor Cason noticed at first. But the more the book used those words, both young lovers realized they had crossed a threshold that neither had wanted to cross... and now they wanted to go further.

Laying side by side, they got their chance to inspect each other's sex, both guided by the book. "Lick there. She will really love it if you slid another finger in with the first one. Tongue and gently suckle his semennik. Stroke him gently but faster, this is called 'winding the bobbin.'"

"EWWW!" Alissa just realized what she said at lunch a few months ago.

At the book's urging, Cayson rolled onto his back, and he pulled Alissa up with him and he began licking her yoni as she stroked, licked and sucked his lingam. "You two are fast learners," said the book as it watched with pride as its pupils pleasured each other. Cayson flicked his tongue over her clit and fucked two fingers in and out of her pussy, while Alissa began sucking his cock, taking just a little bit more, sucking him deeper with each swallow.

She felt it coming. Something was building up inside of her, and as she sucked on Cayson's lingam, she paused. Pressures were building, and she whimpered silently around his cock. The book continued to encourage Cayson. "This is it, this is what you want for her to do, just a little bit more... and... now." Suddenly, a wave of explosive sexual relief crashed over her and she gasped and cried out almost silently around his cock and balls. Wave after wave of sheer pleasure crashed over her. Fluid filled Cayson's mouth, and the book explained it was evidence that he pleasured his wife properly.

Alissa was still shuddering from her first climax and was completely unaware of everything else. When she came to her senses, she found herself on her back and Cayson was between her legs lining his lingam up with her yoni. "I have to, I'm dying," he groaned softly.

Alissa gently placed her finger on his lips and, with the other hand, reached down between them and helped line him up. "There," she whispered, and he eased into her. The stretching, the spreading, the invasion by another human was both strange and exciting to her. Cayson was out of his mind and incapable of rational thought as her hot, wet pussy swallowed his cock. Their groins pressed together, and she felt the head of his cock press against something inside her. "That means a proper fit," said the book.

Cayson began sliding his cock in and out of her. The sensation of her hot, wet walls grasping his cock quickly drove him out of his mind, and his first orgasm was going to happen soon. She gripped his ass and urged him to fuck her. "Harder, lover. Give me all of your love," she whispered. There was no way he could stop. He was fucking her automatically. His hips were working on their own, driving his cock in and out of her, tension and excitement building, their lips brushing against each other, and soon an explosion happened somewhere behind his eyeballs. Spurt after spurt of semen sprayed into Alissa as Cayson's first orgasm crashed over him. They kissed gently until his cock softened and slipped out of Alissa, a sensation she thought was amazing.

The exhausted couple cuddled and kissed until Cayson whispered, "Why was the book calling us husband and wife?"

Alissa shrugged her shoulders, but the book said, "Follow us and you will find out."

"Us?" said Cayson.

" The Unsacred Texts of Alyad is an eight volume set," said Alissa. "That was just volume two, according to the end notes, if we go back and re-read the story of Princess Jamila and Prince Samir, the story will be different. It will contain what we learned the volume two."

"Oh gods, will we survive that?" asked Cayson. He was still panting in exhaustion and relief after his first fuck.

"The story in volume one will change with each volume you complete and your knowledge increases, along with your thaum," said the book.

Both of the lovers checked their thaum... they were both well over five hundred, that's master wizard territory and they accumulated that without lecture, without faculty luncheon, and without crushing student debt.

"Let's find out," and Alissa and Cayson smiled at each other.

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The librarian returned several days later; he was pulling a little wagon and in the wagon was an iron cage that contained a snarling, snapping copy of The Necronomicon. When he got to his desk, there was an enormous stack of books to be shelved and Rincewind who looked overwhelmed. "Ook?" asked the Librarian.

"She's gone," said Rincewind sadly. "Her and that Cayson Ewert fellow, they took eight books from the Plain Brown Paper Wrapper section, left some money for the books and said they'd be in touch."

The librarian sat and peeled a banana thoughtfully. He believed that all of life's problems could be solved in the space of time that it takes to eat a banana. If the problem was still there when you were done, it wasn't your problem. He signed and took a bite of the banana. She was quite a good worker, even with Cayson around whispering with her constantly. She added a woman's touch and had a lot of good ideas on how the place should be run. He hoped that the next woman that gets assigned to his library stays longer.