I am republishing the stories that I erased years ago from this site. Today I am reposting this old story of mine, maybe old readers could enjoy it again, and hopefully, it could find new readers.
Katy's library
Part 1.
Vicky was walking along the high school aisle. She was nervous, in 15 minutes she will be having a history test and she did not read a single line of the chapter. She was a beautiful 19 years old blond and a senior student. In her first two years at High School, she had been one of the best students but lately, she had become more and more a party girl and her grades had dropped, not too dramatically but definitely putting her out of the ivy league of the school. The reality is that she was very ambitious and intelligent, but she was spreading herself too thin between her studies, the student council presidency, and her always-growing social life.
The end of the school year was near so she had planned to make an extra effort to improve her grades in the last month as well as final exams in order to be able to achieve a scholarship. Unfortunately, the party of the previous night left her exhausted and she did not study.
Ahead of Vicky was Kathleen, the smartest girl in school. She had the best grades for three years in a row. Kathleen was a cute brunette with a great body, but she was more a nerd than anything else. Vicky saw her, and could not avoid wishing she could tap into Kathleen’s brain and take her knowledge about the Visigoths. Then all of a sudden a bright flash blinded her and when she recovered her sight she was standing in the middle of a big, well-lighted and neatly organized library. It felt surreal, like a very vivid dream.
There were a lot of books, from elementary to high school as well as others with diverse nonacademic themes. The bookshelves where somewhat strange because instead of shelves the books stood directly one row above the other if you took one of the books in the lower rows you may cause a big mess. In the center of the room was a large desk full of neatly arranged papers. Vicky approached the desk and in the central part was a paper titled “Chapter 14: Visigoths Knowledge”. Vicky took it and tried to go out of the library but when she was going to open the exit door the paper slipped from her hands and returned to its place in the desk. She went back and picked the paper again trying to figure out how to get out of the library with the paper, and then she saw Kathleen checking something in the desk … Kathleen’s desk Vicky realized.
Vicky then said pointing at the paper “Kathleen: Could you give me your Visigoths knowledge?” Her voice resounded in the high school aisle and Kathleen turned and saw Vicky tending her hand in a begging position. She mockingly smiled and said: “sure have it.” while touching Vicky’s begging hand with her own, like if she was giving her a coin or something.
Vicky was suddenly pulled out of the “library”. Everything swirled around her and then she found herself again in the high school aisle that she never really left. She felt something else, like if Kathleen touch would have transferred her energy or something. Kathleen on the other side was on the floor. She just had felt something so strong that she almost fainted, in fact, she fell. She was grabbing her books, her face was very warm and red and she felt ashamed, she tried to understand what had she felt and she had to recognize that completely out of context she had gotten the strongest orgasm of her young life.
Vicky helped Kathleen to gather her things and get up and said: “Maybe you were charged with static or something because I felt something when you touched me”.
“Yes that must have been the problem,” said Kathleen who left very fast to the bathroom suspecting that the incredible wetness in her pussy could show in her jeans if she did not do something fast.
She arrived in the bathroom and quickly got into a stall and put down her jeans. Her panties were completely soaked and she was still very horny but she had to stay focused. She dried herself and her panties the best she could and then put some toilet paper between her panties and her jeans. She planned to masturbate later at home, she was thinking,
“Maybe I should loosen up a bit. I am accumulating too much sexual tension by neglecting my body in order to keep up with my studies. I really don't have social life much less sexual life. What happened today is simply unthinkable. How could I have such an orgasm just by a little touch?”
Kathleen rushed out of the bathroom and arrived in her classroom just in time for her test. The teacher quickly delivered the tests to the students and everybody started writing at different paces. Everybody but Kathleen who was stunned, she did not remember anything about the subject, worse of all, every time she read a question for which she didn’t know the answer she felt a tingle in her pussy and it was very often because she didn’t know most of the answers. Her face was red with shame and arousal and her respiration was short because of her horniness and panic.
She turned her face and saw Vicky answering the test completely relaxed and with a smile plastered on her face. Vicky felt Kathleen eyes on her and turned to see her; she saw the anguish in Kathleen’s face and gave her a knowing smile. Kathleen blushed even more and got even hornier. She quickly scribbled nonsense in some of the questions, leaving the rest blank, delivered her test to the teacher and asked for permission to leave because she felt really bad. The teacher seeing her red face dismissed her without further questions.
Kathleen ran to the bathroom and quickly entered one of the stalls, she pulled down her jeans and panties and started to masturbate furiously; she definitely could not wait anymore; she finally came and came hard. Her panties were so damp that she decided to take them off in order to avoid other people to smell them. She put her panties in the trash can and put some paper above to hide them. She quickly put her jeans back, left the stall and almost bumped into Vicky who was waiting for her outside the stall with a wicked smile.
“How was your test nerd? “
“I don't have time for this Vicky, I don't feel well today.” Answered Kathleen nervously. Kathleen felt afraid of Vicky, she still could not grasp what happened but sensed that Vicky caused it somehow.
But Vicky did not stop.
“I don't know if I had right the year of the war with Rome. When was it?
Kathleen, of course, did not remember but felt the strange but now familiar arousing that just increased when she said: “I don't know”.
“And which land the Romans gave the Visigoths Was it Iberia or Gallia?
Kathleen felt another surge that increased when she could not resist admitting “I don't know”. Kathleen reunited her strength and said:
“I don't feel well, I have to go” and quickly passed Vicky, who nonetheless noted the wet stain in Kathleen’s jeans. She smiled broadly and thought: “Looks like it will be an interesting end of semester indeed.”
Part 2.
Vicky was exhilarated with her newfound power. She tried to penetrate the "libraries" of dozens of people without results. She even used a friend's help (without telling her what she was doing) to try it in the same spot of the high school aisle with she and the other girl replicating the same positions or her encounter with Kathleen but all attempts failed. At the end, she was disappointed.
"Maybe it was a onetime event or maybe it was like those sci-fi wormholes but instead of connecting two places it connects two people," she thought. With the last option, she felt excitement again, even if her power was only with Kathleen it would be lots of fun to use.
"On Monday I will test it again with Katy. This will be the first time that I long for the weekend to end fast."
After the bathroom incident, Kathleen went straight home. She was horny beyond belief. She went straight to her bedroom to take care of her pussy. Fortunately, nobody will bother her; her parents were in a 45 days trip in Asia. They were both investment bankers and were wealthy enough to do that kind of trip every couple of years. They usually took Kathleen with them, but this time as Kathleen was already 18, they decided to travel as a couple knowing her daughter was a smart and responsible person.
Kathleen was not left completely alone, the housekeeper was there to cook and clean and to chat with her from time to time, however, the housekeeper only worked from Monday to Friday and usually left at 5:00 PM so the house was all for herself until Monday.
Kathleen was a shy girl with few friends and probably none of them too close, she usually dedicated all her energy to studies, and she prepared to spend the entire weekend alone which was not that rare for her.
Kathleen masturbated to several delicious orgasms on Friday afternoon. On Saturday she was still horny but she couldn’t get to come again in spite of her efforts; finally, after countless frustrating attempts, she gave up, thinking that maybe her pussy was simply too overworked after Friday’s frenzy.
She spent the rest of the day mildly aroused but kept herself busy in an effort to put the whole situation out of her mind. She started studying and doing homework and in the afternoon she went to play tennis.
On Sunday her life was more-less back to normal, she even studied Chapter 14 again hoping that the teacher could give her a new chance to do the test because she was sick last Friday.
However, she was still horny and longed for the very satisfying orgasms that she had on Friday but was afraid to try again for fear of still being unable to come. After showering that night she could not resist anymore and started touching herself but even when it increased her arousal she was still unable to reach the much-wanted climax. She finally gave up again and went to bed.
On Monday morning Kathleen felt more at ease with her self confidence in normal levels. She was still a little bit horny but she could easily control herself, she had resolved to wait a week to try again and now she was successfully putting all sexual ideas out of her mind, after all before the Friday incident she easily had months without touching herself.
At mid-morning she went to the history class. The teacher was delivering the tests to the students and Kathleen felt a hole in her stomach because she knew she went really bad.
Vicky received hers and showed it to Kathleen: it had a big A+ with a handwritten “Excellent” in the upper left corner. Kathleen waited nervously for her test to hide it fast, in a felling completely new to her, but her test never came and the teacher said:
“Kathleen, I am sorry, I lost your test. You will have to do it again”.
Kathleen was very happy but tried to hide her joy to cover the helping teacher’s back. She tried her most emotionless voice to say
“No problem teach, I can do it again at the end of classes.”
Vicky was disappointed; surely Kathleen had studied again and would do excellently this time. She had to think fast, she was not going to let the opportunity to test the waters, so she said:
“Teach, it looks like you lost Sara’s test too”.
Sara was a friend of Vicky and was more a party girl than anything else. She had skipped the last test because she had a serious hangover. She still had not read a single line of chapter 14 (or the last three chapters for that matter).
“Did I? Did you do the last test, Sara?” Answered the teacher.
Sara was puzzled but trusting Vicky she just said: “Yes teach”.
The teacher was quite sure that she did not attend classes on Friday but if he denied her a chance his pupils would think that he was being unfair, so he said:
“Well, I see you two after classes, please meet me at the teacher’s room as soon as possible.”
Kathleen turned to see Vicky in disbelief and saw the same mischievous knowing smile and she trembled. She was afraid and thinking "Could it happen again? Wasn't it just a nightmare? OK, if she asks me again I will say no, and see what happens."
At the end of the class, Vicky approached Kathleen and said, "Meet me at the student council storage room in the last recess". The student council storage room was a mostly empty 15' by 15' room in the old part of the school; it was surrounded by other unused rooms.
"What for?" said Kathleen with her voice betraying her fear and excitement.
"You perfectly know what for: Meet me there and you'll have your treat".
"My tr..eat...?" said Kathleen, her voice now noticeably trembling.
"You know what I am talking about." Said Vicky smiling and pointing to Kathleen's pussy with her eyes. "Just be there".
Vicky was not sure if she could do it again but she was definitely going to try.
The following classes were a blur to Kathleen; she was hornier by the minute and very nervous. She definitely did not want to lose the opportunity to recover her grades but on the other hand, the temptation of another mind-blowing orgasm was clouding her mind.
Later she started to make up rational excuses to go to the storage room. She said to herself "I need to know if she really has that power or if it was just a coincidence or a combination of circumstances that led to a onetime event".
During the first recess Kathleen did a quick cheat sheet "just in case" she thought "It is not that it will happen again". She had never cheated before and probably would be too afraid to do it but she thought that if she needed it she could use the cheat sheet because there was a big chance that the teacher won't be watching them while they answered the exam.
In the next couple of classes, Kathleen's face was a shade of pink, and Vicky could see that she would definitely go to the storage room. When the bell rang indicating the beginning of the last recess, Kathleen jumped in her seat. Vicky approached her and said: "Bring your history book."
They both walked in silence to the student council storage room. When they arrived, Kathleen waited while Vicky pulled a key, opened the door, and quickly turned on the lights. The room had no windows and was almost empty, just a few chairs and three big sealed boxes that contained brochures and other printing materials belonging this and pasts student councils. The place was dirty but not too much.
Vicky then asked Kathleen: "Maybe you should give me your panties… Just in case you know. I would not want them to end in the trash can."
Kathleen trembled; her panties were already wet, and if the event of the last Friday repeated they would end soaked. It would be very shameful if the teacher smelled them.
She was wearing a skirt this time; it was a loose skirt that went slightly below her knees. She wasn't thinking clearly but she decided that she should save her panties indeed and she quickly took them away.
She did not plan to give them to Vicky but as she was looking for a clean place to put them, Vicky opened a plastic bag in front of her and Kathleen ended dropping her panties there. Vicky quickly closed the bag (a ziplock) and stored it in her own backpack.
Then they heard a knock on the door that almost gave Kathleen a heart attack. It was Sara that entered the room saying:
"Hi, Vicky what was all the mystery about? I hope you have a plan because you know I did not read the chapter and... " Sara stopped talking when she saw Kathleen there. She was more puzzled now and said "What is she doing here? … Will she help me cheat or what."
"Don't worry. We are here to conduct a little experiment, if it works as expected you will be very happy," Vicky pulled a couple of chairs and put them close and facing each other.
"Please sit both of you".
"Vicky if this is a prank I really don't have time..." Said Sara.
"Just trust me, OK. First I need you to wish you had Kathleen's knowledge of chapter 14."
Sara laughed "It won’t be hard. I really wish that. I don't want to be embarrassed in front of the teacher, being just her and me the test could be oral."
Kathleen panicked; she did not consider that possibility; in that case, the cheat sheet would be useless. But the expectance had grown too much and she could not simply stop now, so she convinced herself thinking “In the remote possibility that it happened again, I still can read much of the chapter if I skip the last class or at the very least I could scan read it.”
“OK let ‘s start, please be quiet.” said Vicky and then she sighed, crossed her fingers and thought “I wish I could tap into Kathleen’s brain.” and then came the flash and she was again in Kathleen’s library. She looked around a bit and then went to the desk, there it was again a paper titled “Chapter 14: Visigoths.” she took it with her and approached the door and said
“Kathleen would you give Chapter 14 knowledge to Sara”
Kathleen was very nervous, somehow she knew it was happening again but in spite of that she answered. “yes.”
But when Vicky tried to get out of the library the paper fled from her hands and returned to the desk. She felt disappointed but tried to remain focused and then she remembered Kathleen touching her hand last Friday. And said, “Kathleen, please touch Sara’s knee with your hand.”
Sara was wearing a miniskirt so her knees were exposed. Kathleen complied and then Vicky repeated the question,
“Kathleen would you give Chapter 14 knowledge to Sara” and Kathleen again said “yes”
This time it worked, Vicky felt the swirl and the flash then found herself again in the storage room.
Kathleen had at the same time an orgasm but not as strong as the one on Friday’s event, she was disappointed and horny as hell. Then Vicky started testing both for knowledge on Chapter 14; Kathleen was failing miserably while Sara was doing a lot better but far from perfect. She was quite good at dates and names but not at implications and geopolitical understanding.
Sara was very happy, “I can pass the test!” she said cheerfully.
But Vicky was not satisfied, she was euphoric knowing her power was real and now wanted Sara to have a perfect grade, so she said
“Sara you can do better but you are lacking context, which was the last chapter that you read?”
“Chapter 10, I think”
“OK, please remain sat both of you, I will conduct a little search.”
Kathleen was frightened and very horny, she wanted to touch herself but did not dare to do it right there in front of those girls. Then Vicky was again looking in Kathleen’s library desk, she took chapters 11, 12 and 13 as well as all the maps of antique Europe that she could find. Then she asked
“Kathleen: Sara needs to know everything about chapters 11 to 13 as well as some antique Europe maps in order to have proper context, would you give these chapters and all your ancient Europe maps knowledge to Sara?”
Kathleen's face went red with shame and desire. She was longing for a stronger orgasm, like the one of last Friday but she didn’t dare to lose more. So she was reuniting all her strength to say no, and probably was just about to do it when Sara interrupted her thoughts saying,
“Could she kiss my foot instead of touching my knee, I don't feel comfortable with her hand on my knee.”
Vicky liked the idea and said, “of course, stand up and put your feet in the chair”.
Sara took off her shoe and put her foot over the chair. Then Vicky repeated the question, but this time Kathleen had lost her resolve to say no. She was still afraid but somehow Sara's humiliating request had increased her horniness and when Vicky repeated all that she would lose, she could not resist anymore. Kathleen answered “yes” and in a daze, she bent and kissed Sara’s foot.
This time the orgasm really rocked her. It was just as strong as the first time, maybe stronger.
When she came to her senses, Sara and Vicky were discussing the political implications of Visigoths and Romans affairs. They both have very clear the geographic position of Iberia, Gallia and other places they mentioned.
When they saw that Kathleen was awake they fired questions at her and tried to get her opinion on diverse subjects of the theme but she simply answered sincerely “I don't know,” to each question.
Sara was glowing; she had never been so prepared for a test in her entire life.
Kathleen on the other side never had been more miserable or hornier in her entire life. She had been shamelessly masturbating over her skirt the entire time and came again when Vicky forced her to answer the questions with more than an “I don't know” and then Sara and she laughed when the answers were completely stupid, which only contributed to Kathleen’s arousal.
After Kathleen came, Vicky said, “class is almost starting, we better go”. It was obvious that Kathleen was in no shape to attend class and she needed to read something about chapter 14 to avoid being completely clueless at the exam.
Kathleen started to babble something and Vicky said “OK. Sara, you go ahead. Let me help Katy here. I don't see her so respectful to call her Kathleen anymore, I think Katy is better suited for her from now on ”.
Sara giggled and went out running. Vicky said to Kathleen, “Look your skirt is soaked.”
Katy agreed with shame.
“OK, give it to me and I’ll dry it and put some perfume on it so you can be presentable for your test.”
Katy tried to say no but Vicky insisted, “You cannot go to classes in that shape girl. The best you can do is to skip your last class and instead study for your test. Don’t worry, you may remain here and nobody will bother you; I have the only key. Give me your skirt is the least I can do for you.”
Katy was not in shape to think so she handled her skirt to Vicky who quickly left the room and closed the door with her key before Katy could think or ask for her panties.
Katy was very nervous and horny, and being bottomless at school only increased her arousal; she tried to start reading the chapter but could not concentrate so she resolved to masturbate once again to get rid of the horniness. When she was about to come, the door suddenly opened. It was Sara who was broadly smiling and said:
“Sorry to interrupt…. But Vicky asked me to give you this“ and handed Katy her cheat sheet.
“Vicky thought that your 'abstract' would help you to study, she also wanted me to bring you something so you could dry down there but I forgot.” Then she ripped one page from Katy’s history book which was opened at the beginning of chapter 14 and said,
“You may use this instead.” she punctuated her words by rubbing the coarse paper all over Katy's pussy. Finally, she shoved the page inside it and said between giggles, “if you need more there is plenty where this came from. I need to go now, the teacher thinks I am in the bathroom with lady’s problems.” and then she giggled and went away, closing the door behind her.
When Vicky returned an hour later, Katy’s blouse and bra were bunched bellow her neck. Her shoes were a couple of yards from her bare feet. She had already come several times and had ripped all the pages of chapter 14 and most of chapter 15. The book pages were creased and scattered on the floor. The whole room smelled of sex and sweat.
She had not read a single line and still had a couple of fingers buried in her pussy. Vicky was laughing inside; the power of reducing that intelligent girl to some ignorant lust hooked slut was exhilarating.
“OK, I see that you did not study too much, but it is the time of your exam.”
Katy’s fear somewhat returned her to earth but she was still in a daze. Vicky said,
“Let me help you: First take your panties out of this bag…. OK, now pick all of those papers and put them inside the bag….. very good, now dry your pussy with your panties, otherwise, you will damp your skirt again…. excellent. Put your panties in the bag and close it. Wait, I think the book smells too, put it also inside the bag”.
In her confused state, Katy followed every instruction that Vicky gave her.
Vicky continued talking
“OK girl, I brought your backpack with me so you did not need to return to the classroom. Put the bag inside…. Perfect. Listen I recommend you to shave down there so you can dry it faster the next time.” Katy nodded but wasn't really thinking about it.
She handed the skirt to Katy, it was dry already but it showed a faint stain in the crotch area.
“As I see, you did not read too much. I suggest that you use your ‘abstract’ as a cheat sheet. You do not have too much experience so let me help you.”
Vicky lifted Katy's skirt well above her knee and then used adhesive tape to fix the cheat sheet 4 inches above her knee and then sent Katy to the teacher’s room.
When Katy arrived, the teacher and Sara were sat one in front of the other with the teacher’s desk between them, they were animatedly talking but paused a bit to greet Katy and the teacher said,
“Hi Kathleen, I was expecting you earlier. Anyway, I had been talking with Sara and she suggested that the test could be more informal, a chat between the three of us about the Visigoths’ affairs. I think the idea is great, that way I don't have to grade.”
Kathleen felt her heart sunk; with a spoken exam, she did not have a chance.
The teacher and Sara started talking with passion about the relationships between Visigoths and Romans while Kathleen remained mostly silent just nodding from time to time. She was very afraid that the teacher would turn to ask her something directly. But the teacher was entranced with Sara. He was very surprised that she dominated the subject at such level of detail and even the context information above Rome. He was stunned, normally Sara went badly in her tests, “Maybe I should change the way I test, it’s obvious that it is misrepresenting Sara's knowledge”.
At the same time, Sara was exhilarated she was finding that she liked history and the respectful looks she was getting from the teacher.
Katy's ignorance could have passed unnoticed if not by her own nervousness that pushed her to make a clumsy attempt to participate. She had pulled her skirt almost to her crotch and was reading the cheat sheet trying to find some fact that she could add to the conversation. Then out of the blue, she said,
“You mean like that war that started at 387 DC by that king Alaricus”
It was painfully obvious that she was reading something beneath the desk and that she did not know a thing about the subject because the name was mispronounced and Alaric reigned well after the war was over, not to mention that the comment that she made was completely out of subject of what Sara and the teacher had been talking. The teacher’s face turned serious and even angry, but he restrained himself and acted perfectly professional and said to Sara:
“Sara, thank you for coming, I am glad I lost your exam because I got to know your real capacity. You failed the first test this month but I see that you know the subjects deeply and so I will erase that grade and will give you an A+ for the month. Your average is still very bad but if you do the final exam at this level I will use my authority to change your final grade to B+. I am willing to do the final test spoken just like this. Is that right for you?”.
Sara was proud and happy and said “Thank you very much. Sir, I won't fail you.” and then looked at Katy's face which was red with shame and desire. Katy knew that praise should be hers but she stupidly exchanged it for an orgasm (well, many orgasms).
Sara got up and left the teachers room and then the teacher said to Katy very seriously. “Kathleen, give me your cheat sheet”. Katy's face went blank, but she complied.
“I am very disappointed, your grade for this test is an F, I never would have imagined you cheating. Is this the first time?”.
Katy was almost crying, she answered: “Yes sir”. She seemed sincere and he believed her but something in her attitude told him that she was still hiding something, so he decided to push further:
“Your first test of the month was the highest score, and your paper on Roman decadency was pretty good. You don't mind if I ask you some questions about those subjects? If you do as good as in the past I may even consider changing this test grade in order that you may approve your monthly grade… ”.
Katy was trapped whatever she said she was doomed. On the other hand, the humiliating questioning was arousing her again. She even touched her pussy thru the raised skirt and meekly said
“OK Sir”.
Then the teacher started questioning her about the Roman’s Empire decadency years and at first she simply answered “I don't remember” but then in a frenzy she directly touched her pussy passing her hand under her raised skirt and started trying to invent the answers like in the storage room, totally making a fool of herself and almost coming in front of her teacher who finally stopped and said
“Enough!“ he was visibly angry now, she smelled the juices of Katy and thought “so that is how you get your grades you cheat and if that fails you try to seduce your teachers, well that is not going to work with me.”
He was too polite to express that thought aloud, so he raised and said,
“Your grade for the month will be an F, you don't know anything. I don't know since when you have been cheating but let me tell you one thing, Your final exam will be your grade and it will be oral, so you better study and show me that all of this was only a bad month or else you won’t graduate on may.”
Katy was stunned. The thought of being unable to graduate on time never crossed her mind in all her life. Then the teacher bent down a bit and hissed “And cover yourself little lady, that won’t work with me either.”
Katy rapidly retired her hand and covered herself with her skirt, she then said, “May I go now?”. The teacher simply dismissed her with a disdainful sign with his hand as he was returning to his seat. Katy went out, she had never been so ashamed in her life.