{"id":25,"date":"2013-05-29T03:51:00","date_gmt":"2013-05-29T03:51:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.augustwritesabook.com\/tumblr-backup\/2013\/05\/29\/booking-her-passage\/"},"modified":"2013-05-29T03:51:00","modified_gmt":"2013-05-29T03:51:00","slug":"booking-her-passage","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.augustwritesabook.com\/tumblr-backup\/2013\/05\/29\/booking-her-passage\/","title":{"rendered":"Booking Her Passage"},"content":{"rendered":"

This is part 2 of an TBD-part continual story! \u00a0You can check out part 1 here<\/a>. \u00a0Thanks for reading!<\/em><\/p>\n

Venice could barely breathe as she gently pushed the library\u2019s heavy double doors closed and turned the deadbolt.\u00a0\u00a0She stood on her tiptoes and peered into the nearly-empty parking lot.\u00a0\u00a0Parents ran in circles, rounding up sleepy but determined youth shrieking about the library\u2019s puppet collection.<\/p>\n

The quiet, scholarly young man who had kept to his corner all evening caught Venice looking and raised the corner of his mouth in thanks.\u00a0\u00a0His mane of curly black hair was almost irresistible, but she\u2019d managed.\u00a0\u00a0Venice blushed and dropped back on her heels, reassuring herself that the deadbolt was secure.<\/p>\n

Now.\u00a0\u00a0She took a deep breath, turning to face her library.\u00a0\u00a0Shelves heavy with knowledge strained towards the ceiling, and the silence made her quickened breathing loud and obvious.\u00a0\u00a0Tonight it was just her and her library.<\/p>\n

Clever girl<\/em>, she thought,\u00a0crazy, stupid, clever girl.<\/em><\/p>\n

Because it wasn\u2019t really just her and her library, at least not for long.\u00a0\u00a0She looked down at her watch.\u00a0\u00a0Quarter after eight.\u00a0\u00a0Just enough time left to straighten up and finish her day job, and then the real work would begin.<\/p>\n

Tonight was the second indulgence.\u00a0\u00a0Venice had spent a lot of time justifying the original act to herself\u2014the first time was a fluke, a taste to drive her wild.\u00a0\u00a0What she wanted now was a feast.\u00a0\u00a0She wanted to be filled with cocks, with cum.\u00a0\u00a0She was hungry and she wanted to sate her appetite.\u00a0\u00a0This, she told herself, was just sexual release.\u00a0\u00a0Just an exploration of her sexual identity.<\/p>\n

She was not, she told the insistent little voice, a\u00a0whore<\/em>.<\/p>\n

Her gaze fell to the stack of unpaid bills on her desk and she flushed with irrational anger.\u00a0\u00a0A librarian\u2019s salary was barely enough to keep the lights on.\u00a0\u00a0If she did have to turn elsewhere for additional income, well\u2014that was her business.\u00a0\u00a0The little voice could go shove it.<\/p>\n

She bagged up the trash and checked her phone.\u00a0\u00a0She dumped all the paper waste cans into one and checked her phone.\u00a0\u00a0One message this time, confirming the library address.\u00a0\u00a0Her face hot, she pocketed the phone, heaved the trash over her shoulder, and scooped up the paper waste can on her way towards the back door.<\/p>\n

Venice was just tossing the trash into the dumpster when the sound of a pebble kicked across asphalt made her whirl around.\u00a0\u00a0She screeched as she stared through the shaggy black hair of the scholarly young man.<\/p>\n

He threw up his hands, clearly realizing he had nearly traumatized her.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cTotally didn\u2019t mean this to come off like it is right now.\u201d<\/p>\n

Venice clapped a hand to her heart.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cWhat, fucking\u00a0creepy<\/em>?\u00a0\u00a0Jesus.\u00a0\u00a0Only rapists and how-to-catch-a-whatever cops hide in the bushes like that.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI wasn\u2019t hiding in the bushes,\u201d he protested, but then dropped his hands to his sides with a half-chuckle.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cOkay.\u00a0\u00a0This is not going better.\u00a0\u00a0Let me try again?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAll right,\u201d Venice said warily, because she couldn\u2019t deny the tingling his earnest face summoned between her legs.\u00a0\u00a0She folded her arms and tried to strike an intimidating pose.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cYour best shot.\u00a0\u00a0Go.\u201d<\/p>\n

Hiding his relieved grin, the young man approached with a hand extended.\u00a0\u00a0His brown eyes barely glinted through his mop of hair.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cHey.\u00a0\u00a0I\u2019m Tavis.\u00a0\u00a0I stayed for six hours today because I kept looking at you.\u00a0\u00a0I looked because you\u2019re beautiful and you love books and, well, I\u2019m a sucker for those things.\u00a0\u00a0But I couldn\u2019t get up the courage to say anything inside, so\u2014I decided to gamble on your being attracted to creepers who wait for you to take out the garbage.\u00a0\u00a0Again, that\u2019s Tavis, and the number\u2019s two-four-three, seven-seven-zero-nine, in case the, uh, the police need it.\u201d<\/p>\n

He stood sort-of grinning with his hand out.\u00a0\u00a0In the twilight, he was irresistible.\u00a0\u00a0Venice took a deep breath and giggled.\u00a0\u00a0It was time she unleashed her own awkward demons on a stranger, come what may.<\/p>\n

She took the tips of his fingers and shook them.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cA pleasure, Tavis.\u00a0\u00a0I\u2019m Venice. In a sec I\u2019ll text you my number because I\u2019m already rather fond of you, but you should probably know that I\u2019m staying late tonight because I\u2019ve arranged a gangbang in the archive section.\u00a0\u00a0You\u2019re welcome to join.\u201d\u00a0\u00a0She rushed through the last sentence with all the breathlessness and gravity of a child offering their greatest possession to a friend.<\/p>\n

Now it was her turn to gaze solemnly, hopefully at the other.\u00a0\u00a0Tavis\u2019s head began to tilt slowly until he was looking at her at a 90-degree angle.<\/p>\n

\u201cWow.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWow what?\u201d Venice said, snappier than she had intended.<\/p>\n

Tavis raised his hands in defense again.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cWow, I\u2019ve never met a woman so brave as to actually live out her fantasies.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh.\u201d\u00a0\u00a0She dropped her guard, and with it the paper waste can.<\/p>\n

\u201cNow,\u201d Tavis said, rubbing the back of his mop, \u201cwhile I would love to be a stud and join you, what I\u2019m actually facing is a two-year drought and probably the lowest self-esteem of my life.\u00a0\u00a0Can I take you out on Friday night instead?\u00a0\u00a0After your shift of course.\u00a0\u00a0I wouldn\u2019t dare take such a beautiful woman from her books.\u201d<\/p>\n

Venice was blushing furiously, and her now-free hand twitched towards her pantline.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cYes,\u201d she said, \u201cyou may.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh thank god.\u201d\u00a0\u00a0Tavis passed the back of his hand across his brow, leaving just a faint sheen under his hair.<\/p>\n

He looked ready to say something else when Venice added, \u201cBut won\u2019t you come in?\u00a0\u00a0I mean\u2014if this is how we\u2019re going to start something, then maybe you should know.\u00a0\u00a0What I do.\u00a0\u00a0Sometimes.\u201d\u00a0\u00a0Venice\u2019s mind churned.\u00a0\u00a0She knew she could be ruining her best chance at serious stability, but\u2014her newfound lust (and with it, courage) demanded that she be true to herself.<\/p>\n

He hesitated.\u00a0\u00a0She watched him process, biting her lip as he turned slightly to look at his dumpy pickup truck.<\/p>\n

Finally, he sucked in his breath.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cAll right. But promise me,\u201d he said, trying very hard to be stern, down to the wagging finger, \u201cthat I won\u2019t embarrass myself.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI can\u2019t promise that,\u201d Venice said, relief giving her the spunk to pop forward and kiss his cheek, \u201cbut I can promise you\u00a0ought\u00a0<\/em>to have a good time.\u201d<\/p>\n

She led him through the back door.\u00a0\u00a0In the half-light, Tavis caught her wrist and stole their first kiss.\u00a0\u00a0Venice\u2019s whole body lit up with heat as she returned it, sucking in his smoky breath.<\/p>\n

—-<\/p>\n

The others arrived almost together.\u00a0\u00a0Venice sprinted across the library to answer the tandem knocks at the back door and found that the beefy ex-football player and the hunky construction worker were exchanging grunts about their alleged reasons for being there.<\/p>\n

Furiously tucking her hair behind her ear, Venice pointed to each of them.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cYou\u2019re both here for the same reason.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAhh,\u201d the ex-football player said, his dark eyes sliding up and down her body as his equally dark hands rubbed together.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cLet\u2019s do this then.\u201d<\/p>\n

The construction worker simply nodded.\u00a0\u00a0Men of few words<\/em>, Venice thought, shivering with anticipation.\u00a0\u00a0She led them inside and to the archive section, where Tavis was sitting on the floor, a book spread across his crossed legs.\u00a0\u00a0He leaped to his feet and offered both the newcomers a hand.<\/p>\n

\u201cTavis,\u201d he said.\u00a0\u00a0They looked at his hand, at each other, then over at Venice.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo names,\u201d she said, wincing.<\/p>\n

\u201cAhhh.\u00a0\u00a0Ehhhh.\u00a0\u00a0That\u2019s my stage name.\u201d\u00a0\u00a0He grasped his crotch with a cheesy, toothy grin as if demonstrating the size of his package.\u00a0\u00a0Venice dove between him and the newcomers and held his wrists.<\/p>\n

\u201cShhhh,\u201d she said.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cJust\u2014they\u2019re here to fuck me.\u201d\u00a0\u00a0Hearing herself say it aloud made the anticipation harder to contain.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cSo help them out and just fuck the shit out of me, okay?\u00a0\u00a0And I\u2019ll tell you about my childhood and where I went to school and all of that stuff later.\u201d\u00a0\u00a0She touched his jawline with affection that shocked her with its strength.<\/p>\n

Tavis nodded furiously and drew a line across his jugular.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cNo talking.\u00a0\u00a0Just humping.\u00a0\u00a0Got it.\u201d<\/p>\n

Venice rolled her eyes with a smile and turned around, right into the grasp of the construction worker.\u00a0\u00a0He raked his gaze up and down her body, her upper arms clasped in his sun-cracked hands, then he spun her around and slowly undid the zipper on her skirt.\u00a0\u00a0Venice froze as his fingers explored past the thick black fabric to the insubstantial lace of her underwear.<\/p>\n

Soon the dark hands of the ex-football player were exploring her pale legs.\u00a0\u00a0Venice knelt down on the ground and presented her face to both the newcomers.\u00a0\u00a0The construction worker flipped his dark hair out of his face as he slid his hard cock out of his pants.\u00a0\u00a0He rested it on her cheek for a moment, then slapped her with it.\u00a0\u00a0The black man did the same; they took turns leaving tiny stinging welts on her cheeks.<\/p>\n

Venice slipped her hand past the welcoming lace and fingered herself.\u00a0\u00a0She was already sticky and throbbing, and even a delicate touch made her spasm as the cocks slapped her face.\u00a0\u00a0Abruptly, the black man grabbed her face and twisted it towards him, offering her the tip of his cock.\u00a0\u00a0She flicked out her tongue and traced the circumference of the swollen head, her eyes rolling back to seek his approval.\u00a0\u00a0His lip curled in response and he shoved her face away.<\/p>\n

Out of the corner of her eye, Venice saw Tavis.\u00a0\u00a0He was hunched awkwardly, sometimes shifting as if to move forward and join in, but every time he hesitated.\u00a0\u00a0She desperately tried to catch his gaze; finally she did, and gave him as encouraging a smile as she could with a dick between her lips.<\/p>\n

He moved forward, stop-start, stop-start, until finally he was close enough to press his palms to her breasts.\u00a0\u00a0His entire body relaxed as if an electrical current had just been switched off and let his limbs be, and with a shuddering sigh he leaned into his newfound task.\u00a0\u00a0He rolled her nipples between skillful fingers and soon Venice\u2019s hand was working over time on her clit as she was yanked towards orgasm.<\/p>\n

\u00a0She gasped for air and turned to take the other cock in her mouth.\u00a0\u00a0The black man only let her suck that for a moment before he jerked her off her feet and laid her down on the ground.\u00a0\u00a0Whimpering, Venice flattened her legs open, lotus-on-her-back, and was grateful for those yoga classes, somewhere in the back of her foggy head.<\/p>\n

A huge cock teased her entrance with just its tip and she leaned into it, moaning.\u00a0\u00a0It lingered there, stroking her to silkiness, then suddenly retreated.\u00a0\u00a0Venice vocalized her displeasure, but was swiftly silenced as the construction worker swatted her face and then dropped a fistful of balls on her face.<\/p>\n

Venice\u2019s tongue swirled between them; she nearly gagged on the smell of Axe soap but was grateful he had showered.\u00a0\u00a0Meanwhile, the cock tip had been replaced by a heavy pair of lips, mercilessly sucking her clit and mouthing her whole pussy.\u00a0\u00a0A thick, muscular tongue dove between her lower lips and sought another orgasm, a wave made more powerful by the heavy palm that ground into her clit.<\/p>\n

Again, delicate fingers descended and teased her nipples.\u00a0\u00a0Venice arched her back, scrunching her face into wrinkled pleasure.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cFuck me,\u201d she said, breaking the otherwise wordless soundtrack, then realized they were alone and cried out, \u201cFuck\u00a0<\/em>me!\u201d<\/p>\n

Someone obeyed.\u00a0\u00a0Someone hard and ridged and powerful, slamming into Venice\u2019s pussy with the enthusiasm of a stallion.<\/p>\n

Her eyes fluttered open and she saw Tavis.\u00a0\u00a0But it wasn\u2019t Tavis. The same mop of hair, the same brown eyes, but he seemed to steam with dark heat and a fiery single-mindedness that left Venice breathless.\u00a0\u00a0She arched her feet, her pussy in the air, and he reached beneath her and grabbed each ass cheek in his long but assuring hands.\u00a0\u00a0He hissed, and the air by her ears crackled.\u00a0\u00a0Venice squeaked and wriggled into his crotch, grinding her nub into the coarse hairs beneath his belly.<\/p>\n

She came so explosively that she vaulted off of his cock.\u00a0\u00a0His hands were still on her ass.\u00a0\u00a0Just as the lights began to dim in her vision, Tavis pulled her back down, smeared her juices downward, and eased into her ass.\u00a0\u00a0A thrill lanced through Venice.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cTavis\u2014fuck,\u201d she said.\u00a0\u00a0Again: \u201cFuck\u00a0fuck FUCK<\/em>\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

He slid her up and down his shaft, and his ridges rippled pleasure through her ass so she could feel every fiber of muscle, quivering with readiness.\u00a0\u00a0She opened her eyes enough to see Tavis stretching out his neck to take the black cock deep in his throat before the construction worker blocked her view, straddling Tavis to bring his cock down to her pussy.<\/p>\n

His eyes, too, were brown, but they glinted with shards of sunlight from his hours outside.\u00a0\u00a0His rough hands were not gentle.\u00a0\u00a0He jerked her on his cock, disregarding the strain on her asshole, which sent rivers of ecstasy gushing down the dick deep inside her.\u00a0\u00a0Three men moaned, each their own sound: throaty and angry; dreamy and determined; clanging and earthy.<\/p>\n

Venice\u2019s voice lashed across them all, culminating in a shriek that might have been a name.\u00a0\u00a0Her nails curled like claws into the carpet and her spasming anus squeezed an orgasm out of Tavis\u2019s rigid cock.\u00a0\u00a0He gagged with the intensity and his throat made the black man come, his hand descending to palm Tavis\u2019s curly head of hair.\u00a0\u00a0The slick walls of Venice\u2019s pussy swallowed the construction worker\u2019s cock and coaxed free a hot load of thick cum.<\/p>\n

Slowly, they sagged and extricated themselves.\u00a0\u00a0Venice lay on her back on the wet carpet until she heard the door closed twice.\u00a0\u00a0Then, in a tiny voice that shook out of her trembling body, she hoped out loud: \u201cTavis?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m here,\u201d came his voice, very close to her ear.<\/p>\n

She reached up without looking and found his hair.\u00a0\u00a0Her knuckles collected his curls.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cOh good,\u201d she said.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cI hoped you wouldn\u2019t run away.“<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

This is part 2 of an TBD-part continual story! \u00a0You can check out part 1 here. \u00a0Thanks for reading! Venice could barely breathe as she gently pushed the library\u2019s heavy double doors closed and turned the deadbolt.\u00a0\u00a0She stood on her tiptoes and peered into the nearly-empty parking lot.\u00a0\u00a0Parents ran in circles, rounding up sleepy but … <\/p>\n

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