Librarian
by delicious
someone who didn't want to be left on the shelf





You've heard that old saying "you can't judge a book by its cover", 
right? The funny thing about a library is how it's full of things 
--books--that you can't see into, that you shouldn't judge.  I don't 
just mean the books, either. I would say that the library is just like 
the books...a place where you wouldn't expect anything surprising to 
happen, or any exciting people.

I'm a librarian. I work a normal, regular shift, and look pretty 
average, I guess, although maybe I am not the biggest guy. I go to the 
gym when I can, and I hvae been told I'm cute, but when I'm in the 
library, body thinks I am anything except someone to help you find a 
book.  I think I believed the stereotype myself, that I was a 
librarian, so I was just a regular little bookworm, sitting with his 
books.

All that changed recently.

I work the late night shift Friday, which goes to midnight. Students 
come in to study, and actually fall asleep because they're working so 
hard on their projects, their essays, their theses.  I really care 
about these kids, who seem to work so hard, and get so tired, but 
never even notice me, here in the library.

I normally blink the lights when there's just 15 minutes left to 
closing time, and again when it's 5 minutes.  Then when everyone is 
gone, I leave too.  This time was no different. It was about 20 
minutes to closing time, when I met the person who would change my 
life.  She came into the library in a big hurry...

I was bent over shelving, when I heard someone coming, in the main 
aisle. Oh my Lord, but did I hear them. There were no words yet, just 
that sound. Each step she took made the floor shake. The shelves 
shook. I saw her legs, and realized that this was a woman, and then I, 
too, began to shake, just shake like a little leaf, crouched down 
while I shelved books.  Her steps faded as she moved away, but I only 
hsook the more, imagining what she was like. I still felt the distant 
boom boom boom of those big steps. Was she wearing work boots with 
nails in the soles? I swear the floor made a ringing sound with each 
step, sa though there were metal cleats meeting the hard floor.  She 
sounded so heavy that I wodnered if the floor had marks in it, places 
where she had ripped or torn the tile with her big heavy steps.

But she was gone..... shit.

Five minutes later, I was back to shelving, and the shaking had more 
or less subsided, into the usual disappointment I felt when a gorgeous 
woman passed me by. You learn to ignore these insults, because if you 
think about it too much you might cry.

And then, suddenly as an invasion, she was back.  Boom, Boom BOOM!

"Hey, you gotta help me..."

I looked up. And up, and ..... then even further up, because she was 
just so much taller than what I had expected. I staggered up, to my 
feet, because you don't keep someone waiting, who's this urgent, even 
when they aren't, also, someone you want to meet.

"Yes....can I help you find...."

But you didn't let me finish. "Here.... this is the call number, but 
it's NOT where it's supposed to be!" Boy, you seemed really mad.

"I need it right now!"

I scampered closer, to see what you had in her hand..."Can I see?"
You held out a piece of paper with a call number.  I started to say 
"but circulation is closed now anyway".

You sighed, and then put a hand on your hip, turning away.... Were you 
going to give up that quickly? "hey...listen..."  I wondered what you 
were about to say. "If we can find the bookright away, do we have to 
stick to your stupid rules? there's nobody here...."

I looked at you, and wondered how I could possibly say no to you, and 
yes, you were right.  "No, of course.... I wasn't thinking".

"well let's get started..." And right away, I remembered that I had 
seen that book on a cart...

"Come with me", I said.  You motioned for me to go ahead, which was 
interesting as a concept, in an aisleway that you filled so 
completely, with your big soft body.  I started to sidle past you, but 
you surprised me at this moment. Just as I was right beside you, in 
the narrow passage, between you and a shelf you grabbed the shelf. I 
was going under the bridge made by your arms, when...You closed the 
bridge, pulling yourself against the shelf, and me. I was suddenly 
pressed up against the shelf by that big, strong, warm body.

You looked down into my eyes....boy you're big.  Yeah, you told me, 
but at this moment, I get a real sense of it...like nothing I hvae 
ever dreamt of. You smile for the first time. "You're cute, you know 
that? Thanks for helping me. You won't be sorry." I just stood for a 
moment, stunned by your heat, by the sense that you can grab me and do 
anything with me if you want to..., and almost coming in my pants. I 
didn't let you see yet that I was totally nuts for you.... You were 
probably just doing this to make me get the book, right? I figured you 
didn't realize I was ready to take a bullet for you, to kiss your ass, 
and do absolutely anything. You pulled back, smiling, maybe because 
you knew whta to expect of me, and let me go. I led the way.

We got the book, and of course I let you sign it out. What are rules 
for, if you can't break them? But this was the first time I had ever 
done so because there was someone I liked... Your name was Michelle, 
on the library card.

I checked the book out, and then said goodbye, figuring you would 
leave.  You went out the door, and then sat in the hallway, on one of 
the chairs. Good thing it was an armless chair, because you're MUCH 
bigger, with an ass that dwarfed the chair as much as you dwarfed me. 
Oh Lord, you're so big.  I just felt like a little child, looking at 
you sitting there. That's it, I realized, you look like an adult, and 
make me feel as small as a little child...

Waiting, I wondered? But i didn't dare hope.  You sat there, looking 
like an adult sitting in a chair meant for kids, a play chair that you 
could dwarf, or break with your big adult sized ass.

So I closed up the place.  Lights out.  Grabbed my things.  I looked 
up....you were still there.

I came out, and then you stood.  I watched, as you pushed all of you 
up, up, up, all that mass, jiggling, as you continue to get higher and 
higher.  Shit, there's so much of you...

"Hiya cutie."....You smiled, towering above me. "Where did you think 
you were going?"  My jaw dropped....

"Uh... u-home...?"

You just finished the sentence for me. "...with me, right? You knew 
that I was taking you home."  I just stared, my eyes bulging, and my 
hard-on growing, every second...but I didn't pull away. I smiled, even 
though I was shaking with excitement again.

"u-really? O-okay...Sure. I'm going with you!  Where are we going?"

You...Michelle, took my hand. 

It's not a far walk, but I am walking as if in a dream. Your arm is 
around my shoulder, and so soft and hot, behind my neck. That's one 
big arm,... you let your hand wander, as you play with my breast with 
your huge hand.  You squeeze my chest, noticing the muscle. Your hand 
seems capable of reaching from my stomach to my neck, if you 
stretched. I look up at your head, way above, looking forward. I feel 
those big hips of yours, swaying one way and then the other. 

A couple of times, as we walk, they bash me, and I fly away, moved by 
all your soft mass. As we walk, I see a bicycle go by, and imagine 
what it would be like if you were hit by a bike. The bike would be 
demolished, as if it had hit a car or a building, I think.

We're not talking, which is fine.... I guess you have no questions 
about anything. You must feel completely safe.  What could I do to 
you, .....except maybe get you pregnant?

We're in the elevator of your building. You punch the button, and then 
we're tanding there, opposite one another. The space is small. You put 
one hand on either side of my head....then you let yourself fall 
forward...Your chest presses my face, so soft......You are giggling, 
while you move your arms in, to press your boobs together even more...

We arrive. You pull away from me, and I almost fall down, weak from 
excitement. You had got off, but come back, grab my arm, and hank me 
off the elevator before it closes. Your hand is holding my arm between 
wrist and elbow...in fact, your hand seems to FILL the entire space 
between the wrist and elbow. You pull me like your teddy bear. I am 
following you, because I am in your hand as secure as any thing you 
own. Your toy, your doll, your little possession, I fly after you as 
surely as your own clothes.

You open the door, and we're here.  I look at you, as though to ask a 
question.... "So....uh, shall we, uh, have a drink or something?"

You look at me, with a bit of a frown forming on your mouth.

"I meant..." I see that frown, and I am backpedalling....trying to fix 
my mistake.  "I thought to get acquainted....tea?  beer?"

You are right in my face in a second. "What? That's not why you're 
here."

I recognize the truth of this statement; and so I nod.

You point...there's not much space. A kitchen. And a living room. I 
don't know what to do. You go to the living room, and pull the couch 
open....Ah. A kingsize bed, convertible.  "You want to talk? Maybe 
later. Right now, I need something else. You helped me find that book. 
Can you help me with something even more important?"

I am staring at you like a complete idiot, by now. You put your hand 
on my neck, and run your hand inside the collr, caressing the msucles 
of my neck and chest.  You sigh, deeply. And then you pull me closer. 
 You sit down on the bed, while I stand, between your legs. You are 
kssing me, sucking on my neck, with that big hungry mouth of yours. 
Shit, you're biting, and I am just a little morsel.... 

You rip my shirt.... pop---pop-pop....all thu buttons are GONE. Shit, 
that shirt is history, now. You're holding it, laughing. "You weren't 
leaving anyway."

I'm back in there, standing between your legs while you wrap your huge 
arms around me, and suck my shoulders, my arms, bite, chew.... 
"Arghghghgh." I cry out, because you are sinking those teeth deeply 
into me. But I don't go anywhere, because you own me, don't you. You 
pull me close, now, and suck on my chest.....OWOWOWOWWW, the nipple, 
you have it in your mouth so deeeeep. You have your arms around my 
back, and are pressing my cehst into your mouth as though I were just 
a little piece of fruit for you to eat.

Then you stand. You are holding me, and I am in the air. Oh my, this 
is new. Wow....we kiss for a second, then you swivel me, and we're 
falling.....

Shit, we're falling, and you're above me! 

WHAM.....your mouth digs deeply into my lips, as though you have 
stepped on my face. Your weight lands on my body, and we fall deep 
into the mattress..... You kiss and bite me, for awhile at least. You 
don't seem to care how much you make marks or hurt me.....My lips are 
swollen, hutring, bleeding, actually, from where you have bitten me 
like a piece of food.

And then you pull away. I am cold, wondering if I have done anything 
wrong.  "Miss me?" You're laughing, because you can see I am 
completely hooked.  Your body is heroin, or tobacco, and I am a 
desperate addict. I want you to press me, own me....

....but you have pulled back. "I want something".

I blink stupidly. "sure....anything you name it."

You are stripping the rest of my clothes away...and throwing them 
across the room into a messy pile.  "Okay... You're going to have the 
wildest sex of your life in a minute. This will be so wild it may blow 
your mind, but I want only one thing from you.... I don't want to know 
YOUR name....at least not YET...."

"... and I don't want you to call me by MY name, okay?  Do you 
understand so far?"

Sure... I nod to you.  And I'm a bit cold, so I'm shivering again.

You continue..."So here's the deal...Call me mommy!Do you understand?"

I nod. 

"No.... do you UNDERSTAND!" And on that last shouted word, you smack 
me with the back of your hand.

"y-y-y-y----y-yes.....y-yes....m-Mommy".

I say it, because I don't want to be smacked. And because I DO want to 
have mind-blowing sex. i dind't say it because I had any idea I knew 
what it would feel like.  Because if I HAD known, I would have said it 
sooner.

I said "yes mommy"....and I found myself melting. I started to cry, 
without really knowing why.  No sobs but tears, plenty of tears.  why?

Maybe because I was naked in front of someone .....how much bigger? 
When was I this size compared to.....my.....Mom....? I am shocked at 
the way my hard-on is growing thinking about this,.....fuck.... I am 
about to live out my ultimate fantasy...... I wanna fuck m-my-mommmmy.

Fuck....I dod a quick calculation in my head.....I am about 1/4 the 
size of this girl woman, I am sure...shit, she is so cute and young, 
but also, I feel YOUNGER.....like a little baby almost. I saw pictures 
of my mother, and when I was about 5 I was 40 pounds....already bigger 
in comparison to this....mommmy.....

What would it be like to be 4 or 3.....and suck ....m-mommy's boobs?

I think of being that little, looking up up up at everything! 

the first thing that pops into my head...

"M-mmmom...uh---"

Oh my god.... I am in love. You are smiling so sweetly. Above me, like 
the ....mom I never had. you're sweet, but sexy. My face hurts, from 
your kissing-sucking action. You OWN me, for chrissakes.

"Yes sweetie....?"  I am having trouble seeing, my eyes are full of 
tears, the tears of love and joy.... I fall forward, onto your 
chest....

"Can I...drink?" I paw your breast....

And so you pick me up, like I was a feather, and press my head to your 
breast...."Come on..... suck...!" And you sound a bit impatient with 
me...So I want to please you. 

You lift me off after a second, and I smile at you, afraid of getting 
hit again. "Mommy....I'll be good".

And you smile again, and flip me like nothing onto my back.....

And I am looking up at you. oh my GOD.... You are looming above me, 
like a building. Your breasts jiggle above me, so big, so heavy.  You 
are stroking my penis.....I am so hard, but I wonder....how can I 
possibly be big enough? You are so big, and your hand completely 
surrounds my penis....I feel that you couldmnake it vanish in your big 
hand. You squeeze, sqUEEEZE....OW....I am so so so HARD.....

Your huge huge thighs are spread, and you are above....I look up into 
that smile....You sink down, onto my hardness.....Oh my, it is so 
good.....Your open, and so big....how can my .... I think like a 
little boy.... my little weenie be big enough for a big.....mommy like 
you?

Your weight pushes you down, down DOWN, with such authority, PRESSING, 
and your hips land on my hips, pushing me deep into the 
bed.....fuck... I love that softness of your stomach, pressing into 
me...a hot mass of love.... you are so meaty, bouncing hot flesh....
You are bouncing bouncing bouncing, now, riding me, like a little toy.
Shit, yes, use me, ride me...press me flat, under al that softness.

Your boobs are coming.... bouncing, they bash me in the head....

And I lose it almost immediately. How could I help it? I am coming 
coming coming.... You put your big hands onto my face, and press my 
face...."I am going to squeeze the cum out of you....."....the 
pressure makes me think you could rip my face right off my skull.... 
Take me.... squeeze me out, like a toothpaste tube. I am squirting 
squirting into you for waht seems like hours.

Ow...You grab my face in your big hand..."Talk to me....!"

I forget....

"Who?"

"Mommmmmmmmmmmy..." I thought I was through, but this idea, as I look 
you in the eye, and you hold me and squeeze the cum out of me....and I 
cum another half a minute....

Oh mommy.....I want some more.....