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 The Librarian

   By deGaffer

   Copyright ( 2008 by deGaffer

   SUMMARY: A wealthy and politically connected college librarian
manipulates a group of students and encourages them to put together a team
that the Confederacy shouldn't ignore.
UNIVERSE: The Swarm Cycle
WARNING: This story contains material unsuitable for minors and
narrow-minded individuals.  It probably contains sex, violence, and other
socially unacceptable material.  You have been warned!
CONTENT: MFF oral ScFi
This story is set in the Swarm Cycle Universe created by Thinking
Horndog.  Get a grip; this is fiction.  Any resemblance between the content
of this story or any of the characters depicted herein with real persons,

places or events is totally coincidental.

   It started with a simple concept that should have been a short story,
but it seems to have morphed into an epic saga of scheming, planning,
deception, and of course, sex.

   I very much appreciate the patience and efforts of Mulligan.  His help
has made this a much better story.  I claim full responsibility for all
errors and omissions.

   Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyrighted with all
rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.  Reproduction
for profit is forbidden.  Any distribution must include this note and the
author's email address.

   CHAPTER 7: Meanwhile, Across the Quad

   Janet and Misty were sitting in the car gathering enough courage to
enter Ralph's dorm.  "Are we really going to just walk in and ask Ralph to
fuck us?" Misty was beginning to realize that Janet wasn't joking.  "You go
ahead.  I'll just turn him off.  You'll have a better chance with him if
I'm not there." Misty didn't think she could do something so brazen.

   "This is crazy, girl.  You just made a guy cream in his pants without
touching him.  Hell, he didn't even touch himself!" Janet was just as timid
as her friend, but wanted Misty to gain confidence in her own desirability.

   As they were sitting there a tall figure stepped into the light spilling
out of the dormitory ahead.  "There he is," Janet pointed to the retreating
figure.  "Let's go."

   "No, wait a minute," Misty protested, but Janet was out of the car and
walking around to Misty's side.

   "Come on, chicken." Janet teased.  "This can't be as brazen as what you
did to Jake at Lesa's."

   "Aw, that's not fair." Misty continued to protest, but Janet grabbed her
arm and almost bodily pulled her from the car.

   Janet tantalized Misty with, "You'll be off the hook if Ralph's not
interested in messing around with us."

   Misty perked up and asked somewhat hopefully, "Do you really think he'll
not want to let us in?"

   "No," Janet answered honestly.  "He's male, has a pulse and normal body
temperature.  There's no way he won't be interested in hitting on us."

   Misty's shoulders slumped and her feet started dragging as she stumbled
along the sidewalk leading to the big door.

   Janet checked the directory to make sure she had the correct room
number, and the two made their way to the elevator for the trip up to
Ralph's floor.  "Come on, slowpoke." Prodding Misty had the side effect of
disconnecting Janet from her intent.  She was focusing on getting Misty
laid, not really thinking that it meant she would also get a turn.

   Not expecting company, certainly not female company, Ralph answered the
knock wearing only a pair of boxers.  "Hi, Ralph.  May we come in?" Janet
asked the shocked young man.

   Not trusting his voice, Ralph just nodded and stepped aside to keep from
getting knocked over by the advancing Amazon.

   "Where's your roommate?" Misty asked from behind Janet, who had pulled
her in past the door allowing Ralph to close it.

   "He dropped out and I haven't been assigned another one," Ralph
answered; then added, "What brings to two of you here?"

   "How was the astronomy club meeting?" A very nervous Misty asked.

   Janet swatted a hand at her and turned to face Ralph, "We noticed you
left Lesa's early and wanted to make sure you were okay with everything
that happened there."

   "Why, what happened?" Ralph asked a bit concerned.

   "You know, all that talk about CAP scores, sex, emigrating, sex, the
Sa'arm invasion ..." Janet answered.

   "You said 'sex' twice," Ralph observed.

   "Well, it's worth mentioning twice.  I wasn't sure if we were at the
literature study group, or the sex club.  It really got rowdy after you and
Marvin left." Misty was letting Janet do all of the talking.

   "I'd think it would be less rowdy without Marvin." The sarcasm in
Ralph's voice was crystal clear.

   "Yeah, we've heard some things about him that weren't very nice," Janet
remarked.  "But we've heard some really nice things about how respectful
you are to women.  Even women with special sexual needs." Janet took Misty
by the arm and stepped between the two beds to the right of the entrance
and sat down on the far one, pulling Misty down with her.

   "What have you heard?" Ralph was getting concerned as he sat on the bed
across from them.

   "Only good things, nice things, things that make you very desirable to
someone with special needs." Janet elaborated, without really revealing
anything.

   "What's going on, here?" Ralph stood up.  "What're you talking about?"

   "Sit down, you're scaring Misty.  She's afraid of men; that's why she's
still a virgin." Janet blurted out.

   "I am not!" Misty replied hotly.  "You're the one who's afraid of men."

   Janet came back with, "Yeah, maybe.  But which of us is a virgin?"

   Ralph's knees buckled, and he sat back down.  "Why are you talking about
this in front of me?"

   "We want you to fix it," Janet answered for both of them.  Misty just
nodded agreement; then hid her face behind Janet's shoulder.

   "Fix what?" Ralph was still uncertain where all this was leading.

   "Fix our being afraid, and fix my virginity." Misty spoke up without
coming out of hiding when Janet choked.

   "You want me to what?  How am I supposed to do that?" Ralph would need
some pretty strong drugs to be more confused that he was at the moment. 
There were two great looking women in his room asking him ...  what were
they asking him?

   "We want you to fuck us, if you think you can." Misty asked in a very
soft voice and added, "We're not so repulsive that you don't want to, are
we?"

   "No, you're not ...  you want me to what?  No," Ralph's confused state
was not improving.

   Janet stood up and started to cross the gap between the two twin beds.
When she noticed Misty was not beside her, she turned and pulled the
smaller woman to her feet.  The two sat down next to Ralph, one on each
side.

   Janet released the closures on her snug top and let it fall open,
revealing two large, pale orbs with rusty brown tips.  "Are these too big
and gross to look at?" Janet asked.

   Misty unclipped the shoulder straps that held up the bib panel and let
it drop into her lap.  "Are these too small and ugly?"

   Ralph looked to his right at Janet; then to his left at Misty; then back
to Janet.  His mouth was moving, but no sound was emanating from it.

   "Maybe we should leave, Misty." Janet suggested in a strained voice.  "I
guess we're too gross to grope." She stood up and reached to help Misty.

   "Don't go, wait, don't go.  I just can't believe the two of you would
pick me.  I'm sorry to hurt your feelings.  Each of you is gorgeous.  But,
why ask a dork like me?" Ralph looked from one to the other.  "Is this some
kind of cruel joke?  If I reach for you, are you going to jump away, laugh
at me, and leave?  I don't understand."

   "It's no joke." Janet assured him.

   "I don't believe any man would be interested in my tiny tits and scrawny
butt." Misty added.

   "Oh, I'm interested.  I just don't believing this is real.  I'm a good
7-1/2 inches interested." He leaned forward and then back.  A purple knob
appeared in his lap through the fly of his boxers along with about half of
the shaft it terminated.

   Janet turned and dropped to her knees.  Misty leaned and reached toward
Ralph's lap.  "May I touch it?" Misty asked.

   "Sure, may I touch you as well?" Ralph asked in turn.

   Janet closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and mumbled, "Oh, what the
hell!" She leaned forward, opened her eyes, and took Ralph's knob into her
mouth, swirling her tongue around it as he gasped and groaned.

   "Hey," Misty exclaimed; then reached between Janet's lips and Ralph's
gaping fly and closed her small hand around the throbbing shaft.

   Ralph put his right hand on Janet's head and stroked Misty's back with
his left.  "I must be dreaming," he groaned.  He unfastened the button on
Misty's left hip and leaned left to grip her hip below the pelvic bone. 
"I've got to be dreaming."

   Misty leaned toward him.  Her right hip slid out of her shorts as she
twisted to watch Janet work more than half of his shaft into her mouth. 
Ralph's fingers traced circles on the naked hip for a moment; then slid
around the juncture of thigh and hip, and into the fur covering her sex. 
Misty moaned and tightened her grip on his dick.

   Ralph put his wrist into the crack of Misty's butt, grabbed a handful of
vulva, and lifted her bodily onto the bed.  Misty's outfit was now pooled
around her knees and her flip-flops were left on the floor as she lay
across Ralph's torso.  She opened her legs as much as the shorts allowed
while Ralph cupped her vulva with his palm and stroked the patch of fur
above her slit with his fingers.

   Abandoning Janet's scalp, Ralph retrieved his right hand to give Misty's
ass attention with both of his hands.

   Janet backed off of Ralph's shaft and grabbed the waistband of his
boxers with both hands.  Misty was reluctant to release her prize, but
finally slid her right hand under the waistband and passed the baton, as it
were, through the fly of his shorts from left hand to right hand.

   Ralph lifted his hips and Janet quickly slid the boxers over his butt
and down to his knees.  They dropped to the floor as she released them to
slide her own shorts over her soft butt and down her smooth legs.  She
stepped out of her flip-flops and pooled shorts to climb onto the bed
astride Ralph's hips.

   Misty was struggling to free her knees from the tangled overalls when
Ralph's hands came to her rescue.  He tugged on the cuffs with one hand
while stroking her thighs with the other.  He tossed the cumbersome garment
over the foot of the bed when they were free of her tiny feet.

   As Ralph was extracting Misty's legs from her clothing, Misty was
holding his cock in both hands, lining it up with Janet's twat.  She pulled
the shaft back and forth dragging the crown between the slick inner lips as
though it were a dildo.  She held it steady when the head was nice and
slick, and seated at Janet's entrance.

   Janet caught the flying yellow and orange tangle of Misty's overall
shorts out of the corner of her eye just before she began impaling herself
on the shaft Misty was holding steady for her.

   Ralph twitched and babbled as he felt his cock being swallowed by a hot,
slick furnace.  He pushed his left arm under Misty and lifted her bodily
onto his face.  His field of vision was filled with soft olive skin and
thick black fur as he coaxed her to straddle his head and feed her sex to
his questing mouth.

   The two women steadied each other by locking arms in a modified
wrestler's hold as they rode face and phallus.  Their faces inched toward
each other's as the passion in their eyes grew.  The last few inches of the
gap closed when their lips met in a passionate kiss.  The three torsos
formed a crude triangle.  Janet was a good bit taller than Misty, and the
apex shifted left and right as the two alternately bounced into the body
part giving them pleasure.

   Ralph almost let himself be suffocated by the soft, delicious twat
squirming back and forth on his face.  The clutching hole that was the
focus of his efforts was alternately impaled by his tongue and by his
rather long and narrow nose.  His nose didn't quite clear the crack of
Misty's ass when his tongue was assaulting the entrance to her core.  His
hands were at the crease between leg and buttocks, and his thumbs kept her
sex open as he periodically lifted her enough to draw a gasping breath.

   It had been a long time for Janet, and she climaxed in less than three
minutes of posting on Ralph's rod.  Ralph tried to continue the assault by
driving into her from below, but was too encumbered by the tangle of
feminine limbs.

   He lifted Misty far enough off his face to gasp, "Don't stop!  Please
don't stop!" Janet was nearly wasted and rolled onto her left side, but she
was able to steady Misty as she twisted around to take Janet's place on the
wet, throbbing pole.  Ralph's hips continued to thrust as though someone
were there.

   Janet rolled and crawled to where she could put an arm across Ralph's
chest.  "Try to calm down a little, lover." She whispered into his ear. 
"Misty's a virgin.  You can't just go shoving that monster into her tender
twat all at once.  Try to be still and let her drive." She then started
kissing Misty's juices off of his face, lips and nose.  She lay across him
at an angle with her left tit in his right hand and her right tit crushing
into his chest.

   Both Ralph's shaft and Misty's channel were coated in slick lubricant.
Misty parted her hair and labia with one hand and guided Ralph's glans to
her vaginal opening with the other and began sinking down.  When the tip
started to slide into the opening, Ralph's hips snapped involuntarily
driving the first two inches of his shaft through the remnants of Misty's
hymen and into the grasping entrance.  The thrust drove her light body six
inches into the air as she gripped his hips with her thighs and gasped.

   The flash of pain that ripped through her body was short lived, thanks
in part to the sudden and unexpected thrust.  She got used to the pressure
the intruder imparted on the walls of her tunnel and relaxed her thighs
enough to allow another couple of inches to slide in.

   Ralph was displaying superhuman control in the face of the stimulation
echoing through his few functioning brain cells.  His hips continued to
twitch and roll a bit as he tried to maintain a stable platform for the
slightly built woman to impale herself upon.  The hard tips on the firm
mounds pressing into his palm and chest provided an alternate focus, not to
mention the lips and tongue on his face.

   Surprisingly, Misty's vagina was robust enough to accommodate Ralph's
full length.  When her pelvic saddle settled onto the base of Ralph's cock,
she began a rocking motion that was counterpoint to Ralph's, and they both
began to speed up.

   Before long Misty was bouncing straight up and down, exposing more than
half of Ralph's shaft before sliding back down to engulf the whole thing.
At the bottom of each stroke they each snapped their hips, grinding her
clit between them.

   When Janet felt the rhythm of steady fucking going on, she wanted to
look.  She got onto her knees and shifted her hips to the left, toward
Ralph's head.  This rotated her torso bringing her left breast in range of
Ralph's mouth.  Janet turned away from Ralph's face to watch the pink glow
of arousal suffuse Misty's face and torso.  She gasped and collapsed onto
Ralph's chest when he assaulted her nipple with his mouth and her crotch
with his hand.

   Incredibly, Misty was focusing through the pain of being penetrated for
the first time, and climbing the stairway to her first vaginal orgasm.  She
was almost there when Ralph changed from a driving rhythm to a series of
well-spaced thrusts and began spewing his seed into her clutching channel.
The hot fluid spraying onto her cervix took her over the top and her vagina
clutched and spasmed in a strong orgasm that had Misty alternately
screaming and gasping for air.

   Janet sat up on her heels to make room for her collapsing friend,
impaling herself on Ralph's fingers.  She stroked Misty's long, dark hair
as the two lovers twitched in the aftermath of their orgasms, still joined
at the groin.

   Janet pulled herself off of Ralph's hand and staggered to the bathroom,
returning with a moist washcloth.  Misty was drooling on Ralph's chest. 
When she rolled off of Ralph Janet quickly wiped the bloody residue from
Misty's lower lips and Ralph's pubis and shaft.  She ceded control of the
cloth when Ralph gasped and grabbed her hand.  She allowed him to clean the
residue from the sensitive shaft and crown himself.  Janet took the cloth
from him and tossed it into the sink.  She crawled back onto the bed
opposite Misty and began hugging and kissing Ralph, and stroking Misty.

   "Thank you," Janet whispered, "Thank you so much for being so good to
us."

   Ralph didn't speak.  He took over by passionately kissing and caressing
the buxom blonde at will.  He rolled on top of her and squirmed until his
hips were between her legs.  They shifted to a comfortable position as he
worked his still erect cock through the long, unkempt, and matted blonde
curls guarding her crotch and inched his way back into her clasping tunnel.

   Being on top, Ralph was in full control.  He was determined to vent his
lust on her person.  As great as it felt to shoot into Misty, he felt Janet
had abandoned him earlier and wanted closure.  And closure he got.  Janet
withheld nothing.  She spread her thighs and locked her ankles above his
hips to expose her core to the maximum extent possible.

   It was impossible for her to hold still.  As much as she wanted Ralph to
have whatever he wanted, she couldn't remain passive.  She began gasping,
writhing, and thrusting her hips to meet his impacts straight on.

   Misty came out of her fugue state just in time to witness the
culmination of the rutting that was taking place next to her.  She got up
and pulled the covers off the other bed and pulled them on top of the two
who were still locked in an embrace and crawled in next to Janet.  All
three were asleep within minutes.

   Ralph's bladder woke him in the wee hours of the night.  Both of his
lovers joined him in the small bathroom just as he finished and flushed. 
Each took a turn on the toilet and they used a fresh washcloth to remove
some of the residue of the earlier activities.

   Misty was too swollen and sore to grant Ralph penetration again, but
kibitzed as Janet and Ralph worked on each other.  They ended up with Janet
on her knees eating Misty as Ralph laid pipe doggy style.

   After another quick trip through the bathroom, the three piled into one
of the narrow beds and slept until dawn.  Waking late, they barely had time
to freshen up and make their first classes.