Maggie's Wet Dreams Ch. 5

Maggie’s Wet Dreams

Chapter 5 – What’s Under the Desk

So, the strange part of this, is how it all started. At the time I was living in Georgia with my sister, things that happened in my life took a turn for the unexpected and ended up completely twisting my life all around. But that’s a story of drama and not the story that I’m so excited to tell. Living with my sister and what I can now tell you all her wife, since she has happily come out to my parents and I no longer have to hold is as a secret as well, can now put it into my writing. It may make a little less sense in my books but for the sake of writing that doesn’t’ have to do with it, I can mention the truth here.

Anyways, living with them was a little bit more relaxing than living with my parents. I’m able to be a bit more myself, although I’m not ready yet for my sister to know all of my dark fantasies and things I’ve done. I have slightly come out to my sister-in-law, just about my writing, which she is curious to read, but I haven’t really thought about the repercussions of it, the friend and what happened with him and why he no longer is really talking to me and slightly about a guy I hooked up but left out the parts of…his age, and him being married. I don’t know her well enough to know how she would react to that.

Anyways, bored one day, finishing with all my classes for the semester, in another state with no job at the moment and thankfully giving away all my shifts without losing my job for my current job. I really wasn’t doing much but watching crunchy roll and laying around the apartment. So my sister suggested something.

“Hey, how about instead of being a creepy hermit, you get out of my apartment and be a creepy hermit at someplace like, a book store.”

“I don’t have that much money, can’t really do that right now…” I was slightly annoyed, by being called both a creepy hermit and realizing my lack of funds.

“Go to the public library than, get a library card, be around living people.”

“Ok, whatever,” I wasn’t going to fight her, I was freeloading at her place, looking for a new one back in Florida, I kind of had to do what she asked.

So, I dawned my usual hoodie, cargo shorts, skater shirt, but since starting this writing and having my hoodie on, left the bra and panties at home. I wasn’t sure if they had noticed I had gone without underwear a lot and didn’t want to mention anything or still thought I was super innocent and couldn’t fathom me going in such a state.

Well, a brisk walk to the local library thanks to apple maps and in I went, as nervous and anxious as I was walking into that adult video store. Which sadly, closed down thanks to COVID, I guess some fantasies will go unfulfilled…for now at least. I took my steps in to the freezing air-conditioned building and jumped when a voice came out of nowhere.

“Hi there,” a meek voice came from the desk at the entrance.

She was pretty, about my height, maybe a little taller, thinner, with glasses, bright red hair and a pale complexion, I remember having before my recent job.

“Sorry if I scared you,” she seemed very apologetic but slightly amused by the fact she made me jump, and there was something about her green eyes that just felt so intense.

“That’s ok, just lost in thought, my sister made me come here, I think she things I’m stewing away in my room,” I couldn’t help but think why I was even telling her any of that.

“You don’t look like troll to me,” she smiled and kind of looked to the side, “I kind of like your vibe.”

“Oh, um, thanks,” I couldn’t help but act awkward, I kind of felt like she was hitting on me, but really couldn’t understand why.

“Well enjoy, if you need anything, don’t hesitate to ask,” she was blushing, I hope I didn’t make her feel rejected.

I was kind of in a weird place in my life and suddenly being here, getting hit on by someone, just caught me a little off balance, and I wasn’t sure how to react.

“Thank you,” I said before walking off, hoping not to make the situation any worse than I feel I had.

I gazed back and saw her cute, petite frame, covered in a simple, white dotted, navy-blue sundress that came knee length. She looked back for a moment and realized I was looking and immediately looked forward again, as did I before tripping on the stairs. Which of course I did, being the klutz that I am and praying she didn’t see or hear that. Once up the stairs, I started browsing through the books, locating a design section and pulling some off of the shelves to over. Wanting to become a graphic designer, really piqued my interest lately into design and filling my head with every little bit of style and art I could find.

Although going from the hot weather outside, to the really cool library was making me want to doze off, and with the late nights I’ve been awake watching anime to the days I had been sadly sleeping away, my body just wanted to nap.

So, I set my alarm and figured why not, it wouldn’t have been the first time nodding off in a library. I used to do it all the time in high school, and figured what would be the difference now, it wasn’t like there was really anyone in here today anyways. On a weekday, during the middle of the day, most people were probably working or at school. I set the alarm on my phone in case I slept a little too much, figured forty-five minutes would be a long enough nap if I did sleep at all.

I put my hoodie up over my head and laid my head down and nodded off in no time, or at least that’s what I thought. I felt a hand on my back, it was a warm and gentle touch, it didn’t nudge me, move around or grip my shoulder, it just laid there on my back with a gentle pressure, it was small and dainty from what I could tell, but I didn’t bother to move or acknowledge it. It started to move from my right shoulder, down my arm as if it was either looking for a reaction or learning my body through my thick hoodie, trying to uncover the secrets beneath it, but as soon as it reached my elbow and touched the table, it vanished.

The hands found their way to my hips which caused me to flinch a little being ticklish, and the hands backed away for a moment, but then confidently went towards the bottom of my hoodie and up under it, then under my shirt touching my bare stomach. I couldn’t believe how forward they were being and I was mixed with either letting them keep going or stopping it all together. Once they reached the bottom of my breasts, I thought of making a stop to it, but the moment their hand grazed my sensitive nipples, my brain went to mush.

“Mmmm,” a low moan escaped my lips and I hoped under my hood, that it went unnoticed.

Fingers began to tease my nipples, tweaking between them, my mouth writhing in pleasure and slight pain as they were rolled and pulled between fingers of the faceless, genderless person teasing me. My nipples were so hard and sensitive, I thought I was going to cum from this alone, and again, it suddenly stopped. For a few moments, nothing happened at all and I wondered if whomever it was, had just left because of my lack of reaction. Maybe they wanted me to “wake up” and suddenly join in or maybe I should have moaned more or maybe I should have just stopped them for the fact that I was being groped clichély in a public library by a complete stranger.

That’s when I felt a hand start to remove my sandals, the sudden feeling of the carpet under my bare feet was both comforting and alarming now that they were removing things off of my body. Fingers teased the tops of my feet and traced their way up my ankles and shins, hands gripped and made their way up my calves towards the backs of my knees, into my shorts, making their way between my bare thighs and the seat underneath me until it reached my ass. Whomever it was, was now elbow deep, hands behind me, roaming around my baggy cargo shorts as if they were looking for something but couldn’t find it.

Then it hit me, hands under my shirt and now searching under my shorts, they realized that I wasn’t wearing any underwear at all and it was probably like a green light for them to do whatever they wanted to me now. I was very surprised how right I was when I felt hand start to undo the button of my shorts and then the zipper, there was no way they were going to just undress me right here… would they?

Once my shorts were unbuttoned and unzipped, I felt the now, familiar hand, start to run fingers over my pubic region, I had been shaving recently, but hadn’t in a few days, so there just a sparse stubble there, and the hand seemed to enjoy running fingers through it. It was in a sense, kind of embarrassing being neither grown out or shaved and if my face was visible, they would have obviously seen me blushing.

Once they got tired of teasing me more, I felt a small tug on the bottom of my shorts and them starting to give way as they were being pulled down my legs. I bit my lip in, embarrassment, shock, fear and arousal. I was being undressed by a complete stranger, in a public place and getting off on it, that’s until my shorts reached my feet and were pulled away, disappearing into the void like my sandals. I was now half naked and in the mercy of the stranger under the table.

Hands gripped my knees and slowly started pushing my legs wider open, my embarrassment and shame growing as I was being even more exposed and hoped no one else was around to witness this. Fingers found the bottom of my pussy, lips spread and feeling more exposed and vulnerable than ever it slowly traced my lips from bottom to top and around the other side, slipping between my folds and up until it grazed my clit.

“Mmph,” I hoped again that my moans went unnoticed, but felt my body shuddering from the touch, would have been impossible to have gone unnoticed.

The finger than slipped inside of me, slowly, gently until I felt it reach its limit, the finger wasn’t very long, nor thick. But it seemed to hit all the right places as it went in. It slipped out, just as gently as it went in and all I could imagine was someone licking the finger clean under the table as nothing was happening to me at the moment.

A warmth fell over my right knee and a soft wetness started to form. It took me a moment to realize it was a mouth and a tongue. Warm kisses and sensual licks made their way from my right knee to my left, switching back and forth between my inner thighs and it took all my will power to stop my hips from thrusting up and forward hoping they would go their next. I wasn’t sure why I was playing the passive sleeping victim. Maybe I was worried they would run away if I suddenly woke up out of the fear of rejection or repercussion, or the fear that they had my shorts and would run away with them and I would be left half naked miles away from my sister’s apartment with my wallet and keys in the pockets. Wasn’t looking forward to explaining any of that to the authorities or more importantly my sister.

Hands and arms wrapped under my legs like tentacles, hands gripping into my hips and then it happened, with a light touch, the tip of a tongue found my clit, there was no closing my legs, moving away or stopping it now, I was at their mercy. The tip traced circles around my clit as I bit my lip trying my best to stay quiet, I was so thankful I had put up my hoodie, because the pleasure although silent, was very apparent on my face. It was something I was having a very hard time concealing lately, having experienced the vast difference being pleasured by others versus pleasuring myself.

The circles got larger and then turned into motions of lapping at my pussy. It was so intense that I didn’t even realize that their hands were no longer gripping my hips and strangely felt like they were gripping my ankles, squeezing them tightly. That didn’t stop them from sucking on my clit and I felt like in the darkness under my hoodie, I had almost felt like I had seen a white, hot light as I felt teeth gently nibble on the most sensitive part of my body.

Nails racked my legs, up my shins and over the tops of my thighs and under my hoodie and shirt once again, gripping, groping my bare breasts. The aggressive nature, the slight pain, the feeling of their palms over my sensitive nipples driving me wild.

A hand nudged my shoulder, “excuse me miss, are you ok,” it was a much older voice this time and I thought it had all been a dream.

I pulled my hoodie up and sat up awkwardly, an elder lady stood before me, grey hair, spectacles balancing off of her nose, a dress similar to the girl’s I had first met, but stripes instead of dots and a green shawl over her shoulders. I looked up at her, confused and a little aroused not sure what was going on.

“I’m sorry, you just sounded like you were having a bad dream or something, you probably shouldn’t be sleeping in a library anyways, don’t you have a home to go to?” she look both concerned and annoyed at the same time if that was even possible, and I figured it was all a dream.

“Well, I, mmmph,” a muffled moan barely escaped my lips but I just barely caught it, I felt a hand still squeezing at my bare breasts while a tongue was still licking at my sensitive little clit.

I tried desperately to close my legs, but my ankles felt as if they were tied to the chair and I worried that any moving would expose my state of undress.

“Sorry, I was just…” it was really hard to think and, in the case, lie while I was having my pussy eaten, “studying and must have dozed off, it’s been a very, mmmm, tough week.”

“Do you need anything, some water maybe, aspirin,” she began droning on.

It was hard to focus with someone pleasuring me right there and I didn’t know how I was possibly going to explain that I was just a victim and they just happened to take off my sandals and shorts without me even noticing, no matter what I said, I was just as guilty as the person under the table at this point. That person not seeming a bit phased as they didn’t let up, tweaking my nipples, adding a finger inside of me as they drove me crazy shinning my clit with their tongue.

“I’m fine, I’m just going to finish up and probably get going soon,” I said meekly, hoping they would just think me shy and weird and walk away.

“Ok, well if you need anything, I’d say ask the front desk, but I can’t seem to find that darn girl, work study program, kids now a days don’t know a good day’s labor,” she walked off, her now angering thoughts more important than me.

I finally got the courage to look under the table, at my current, embarrassing, exposing state of undress and a red head eagerly lapping at my pussy, my ankles attached to the legs of the chair by some kind of shiny looking plastic bands. I tried to struggle but that got her attention and her eyes looked up at me, deviously, I could almost see her smiling if she wasn’t so deeply tonguing my pussy.

I gripped the arm rests tightly; the feeling was just so overwhelming having not experienced such great oral pleasure in months. Gathering my thoughts for the moment, this was the first time I was able to look around since I sat down and the first thing, I noticed was a guy in his late 20’s maybe early 30’s, button down shirt, glasses, in the corner reading a book and gazing at me from time to time. I prayed he didn’t see what was going on under the table and my expression was plain enough he couldn’t guess from that either.

On the other side was a woman, kind of goth, couldn’t tell her age or even what she was thinking, she had sunglasses on, headphones and I wasn’t even sure if she was awake as her hand was propping her head up. I felt a gentle tug on my clit as if she was telling me look down here and I looked down to see her lips form a small “O” and seal around my clit as she gently sucked it. The feeling made my eyes want to roll back into my head, but now I worried about drawing attention to myself and gripped the hand rests till my knuckles felt white and bit my lip hard enough that I thought I drew blood.

My reaction seemed to have disappointed her and she spoke for the first time since I walked in, “how about we play a little game,” she whispered and pulled something out from under her dress.

It was egg shaped, and I wondered where she had kept it, but that was the last of my worries as the next thing she did was start pressing it against my pussy and pushing it inside of me. I was so sensitive and close that I thought I was going to cum right there, but she waved her finger as if telling me, “Not yet.”

She crawled out the side, furthest away from the guy in the corner and stood up, I looked over at him to see a look of confusion on his face as he noticed her suddenly appearing out of nowhere. He was obviously watching me a lot closer than I thought. She stood up, and I felt her breath on my neck.

“I’m going to walk away for a bit and put those books back from the cart,” I saw a cart at the wall filled with only a few books, “if you don’t have your shirt on the floor by the time I come back, no reward for you.”

Reward? What kind of reward was she offering? Did she mean she was going to give me back my clothes and let me free, that was the only reward I could think of in a situation like this.

“You could always just, undo the straps on your ankles, but I doubt you’ll get pretty far half naked especially without your flip-flops walking outside on the street,” she reached around and gave me a peck on the lips, I could taste myself on her, “I bet you’d hate missing out on the reward anyways.”

She walked off, the egg inside coming to life, a low humming that kept me bowling about ready to boil over, but not enough to do so. I did think about undoing the braces, taking the egg out, my hoodie may come just low enough to cover me, but I did worry about walking bare foot out on the street especially with how hot the sidewalk must have been in the sun all day.

“Oh god,” my words caught in my throat, the egg ramped up just for a second, telling me to pay attention to the task at hand, then died down to make sure I didn’t lose control.

I looked over at the guy, hoping he would lose interest and look away just long enough for me to complete my task, but even looking at his book, I felt like he was staring at me out of the corner of his eye. I tried to make as little movement as possible, but it was hard to do so and keep balance while my ankles were strapped to the chair legs. Every move felt like I was practically waving a giant flag saying, “Hey! Look at me!”

My arms inside my hoodie trying to get them out of my shirt seemed impossible not to notice and I cringed at the thought of having to get my head through when that time came. I could only hope, one swift motion would make it seem natural and like I was taking off my hoodie and not my shirt. I lifted my arms but then worried that I was going to pull the hoodie off with it and put my arms back through the hoodie to reach from the top.

Grabbing the collar of the shirt I pulled with both hands, “mmmm, not now,” the egg gained power again and gave a strong pulse as I grabbed, my hand got caught in the hoodie as well and raising the shirt over my head and out, I pulled the hoodie up as well just enough to show my bare stomach before realizing what I was doing and showing more.

I dropped the shirt on the floor and looked over to see the guy now obviously staring at me and smirking, the woman who I thought might be asleep was smirking as well and I was now obviously blushing. I quickly pulled the hoodie down to cover me as much as possible and took a moment to try to calm myself down, the last thing I needed was to have an orgasm in front of two random strangers.

But my body desperately wanted it, something about the public area, the fear of being exposed, strange eyes watching my every move and all the stimulation, made me want to cum so badly. I wanted to touch myself so badly, but something was stopping me, I worried that if did something she didn’t say, I was going to be punished. At least I still had my shirt, maybe I could tie my hoodie around my waist and that could…I looked down to see the shirt had vanished with the rest of my clothes. I wondered if the floor was eating piece of clothing put on it, like some evil, hidden monster.

Hands put pressure back on my shoulders, only the soft cotton of my hoodie between my skin and her soft hands, “you did well, time for that reward I promised.”

She moved around me, her hands on my cheeks, she pulled me closer to her and kissed me deeply. I was surprised at first, but my lust took over as I kissed her back deeply shutting my eyes tight, her hands moved mind over her shoulders making them wraparound her and it felt like we went from strangers to lovers at that moment.

“Mmmm, mmmph,” I couldn’t help moaning into her mouth, the vibrator was slowly starting to pick up speed once again and I felt my orgasm not far behind.

I was getting lost into the overwhelming feeling of pleasure washing over my body, between her warm, soft lips, her hands finding their way back under my hoodie and teasing my nipples and the egg building me to orgasmic bliss, it felt like I was floating. She slipped her tongue into my mouth, massaging mine, twirling and dancing around it, running the tip over the edges of my teeth, I had never been kissed like that before.

“Do you want your reward?” she said confusing me, for a second, I thought that was my reward, “Do you want to cum?”

“Please,” I whispered back.

“Please what?”

“Please can I cum?”

“Right here in a public library?”

“Yes…”

“Even if people see or notice.”

I blushed, eyes closed, forgetting about where I was and the people for a moment, but reminded and embarrassed that I would want such a thing but still managed to mutter, “yeesss.”

My orgasm was unstoppable, the vibrator could be heard inside of me it was going so strong and when I opened my eyes, I realized I was no longer behind the table, but in the middle of the area, I struggled but in one swift motion I felt hands grab at the bottom of my hoodie and pull it up over my head and down behind me, over the back of the chair, pinning my arms to my side, completely helpless and exposed.

I wanted to clamp my eyes shut, pretend this wasn’t happening, but like a train wreck I had to look. I looked down to see my body completely exposed, my legs spread exposing my pussy to the two onlookers. I looked up to see the man watching me intently, the woman with her phone out either taking video or pictures, or both and my orgasm about to erupt like a volcano from the vibrator and overwhelming humiliation I was feeling.

An alarm started blaring, the lights turned red, footsteps were forming from all around me and I could only imagine the dozens of people about to see me in all of my glory about to orgasm. That’s what I saw, dozens of people, faceless silhouettes standing before me, gasps and giggles, flashes from phones as I came so hard that my whole body convulsed, my pussy pushing out the foreign invader inside of me, hitting the floor, and I slouched over completely spent, alarm still going in my ears.

I felt a gentle hand, once again on my shoulder, this time nudging me awake and I jumped back into the seat startled, to once again, find myself fully clothed and the girl from the front to my side. This time I was embarrassed for other reasons as I came to, drool running down my chin which I quickly wiped away.

“Good nap?” she smiled awkwardly as she walked away.

I was still groggy, but couldn’t help but watch as she walked away in front of the window, sun behind her and I thought for a moment I could see her body through the thing cotton material of her dress. I swear she wasn’t wearing anything under the dress, she looked back at me and smiled, wiping a bit of something off the side of her mouth and nearly tripping down the stairs.

“Wow.”