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The librarian who loved sensuality
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The librarian who loved to fuck
Laura Weber cast a sidelong glance in the direction of the nineteenth
century romance novels and saw that there was trouble brewing. From
her position behind her desk in the center of the library, she could
see everything, even Kenneth Wilcox's hand inching its way under the
reading table toward Mary Kepler's knee.
Laura knew that the youngsters who frequented the Maple Grove Public
Library were only there because they were forced by their teachers'
reading assignments. She knew perfectly well that, given half a
chance, they would turn her library into just another place for hot
fucking and sucking. She knew that was aIl these teenagers cared
about. But she wasn't about to let such things happen in her library.
Laura stood up briskly, adjusted her glasses and walked over to where
the troublemakers were sitting. She gave them a stern look. If there
was any doubt in Kenneth's mind that his hand should stop prowling,
she banished that doubt by slamming a dictionary onto the table in
front of him. When she opened the book and pointed to the word
chastity, both Kenneth and his intended object of affection blushed.
Laura walked back to her desk with a feeling of accomplishment.
It wasn't that Laura Weber was cold and unfeeling, although that was
the way she seemed to her long-suffering charges at the library.
Under her prim exterior, she was a sensitive woman with the same
needs and desires as other mature women. But in Maple Grove, a
librarian was expected to behave like a librarian. Laura had lost her
husband in an auto accident several years earlier and supported
herself and four sons on her librarian's salary. Jobs weren't all
that easy to find in the sleepy village of Maple Grove, and Laura had
to keep up appearances. Laura had been wondering lately if maybe the
image she had been forced by convention to project for the past few
years was becoming her own self-image. She wasn't really as prim and
proper as she let on. She loved a good fuck as much as, in fact more
than, the average woman. She often found herself looking back at the
wonderful hours she and her husband Tom had spent in the sack,
fucking and sucking all night and half the morning. She definitely
missed having a hot stud like Tom to stick his big thick prick in her
cunt at the mere drop of a pair of panties. Of course, Laura had the
looks for it too, with long honey blond hair and rather nicely shaped
breast. They were still firm for her age of 37, despite the fact that
she had four children. Her ass was still firm too. Too bad she was
as old as she was, because if she was still in her twenties, she
easily could have been a successful exotic dancer or magazine model.
Laura had stayed away from men for a long time. It was as if she had
gotten locked into the image she had been projecting for the benefit
of the people of Maple Grove. She had to shake herself at times and
remind herself that she was really not the prim and proper Mrs.
Weber, the widow lady who ran the local library.
She was afraid that people would talk if she started dating. Laura
was a woman of strong sexual urges. She knew perfectly well that once
she got into a sexual situation with a man, she would let it all out
and become a wanton slut in heat. If it ever got around that she was
an easy fuck, she would be run out of town on a rail.
Sometimes Laura wished that her life was more like her sister
Arlene's. Arlene had lost her husband too, only in divorce. Unlike
Laura, she had managed to stay relatively free of the constrictions
of smalltown life. She had her own business and was out of town
quite frequently on business trips. She had confided to Laura that
she used those trips as an opportunity to let her hair down and fuck
like the little vixen she was.
Just the thought of all the mischief she could get into in her
sister's situation made Laura's tight little pussy quiver with
excitement.
"Mrs. Weber? Mrs. Weber. I . . . I have this book to bring back. Mrs.
Weber?"
"Oh, my! Joyce, I must have been thinking about something else. I'm
terribly sorry. Let's see. You have brought back the Dickens. Let me
stamp it. There!"
"I almost didn't make it by closing time, Mrs. Weber," Joyce Wilson
said, breathing heavily, as if she had run a block or two.
"Closing time? Oh, yes . . . closing time. It is closing time, isn't
it? I just don't know where I am today!" Laura said, shaking her
head.
Later, when everyone was out of the library, Laura sat on the edge of
her desk and thought about leaving town for a few days. She could go
to the city and meet a nice young man in a singles bar. No one would
know. She could let all her inhibitions fly out the window and have a
good hot fucking time. She had such an itch between her legs, an itch
that had been growing more and more all the time. She knew that only
a big hard tireless prick could scratch that itch.
She could take her vacation early. She could probably leave in a few
days. But no. She knew perfectly well that by the time she got the
courage, she would be an old maid. She knew that she would eventually
resort to her trusty electric vibrator, stuffing it way up her hot
cunt and letting her imagination bring her off. She was so hot that
she wished she had her dildo in her briefcase right now.
"Enough of this! " she said to herself, grabbing her briefcase and
heading for the door.
She was about to flick off the lights when she stopped and listened.
She thought she heard something odd. It sounded like pages being
turned. And there was another sound too, a sound rather like
slurping, a sound that she couldn't quite identify. These sounds
seemed to be coming from the aisles between the rows of bookshelves.
Quietly, Laura made her way to the source of the sound. It sounded
like paper shuffling. Something made her shiver a bit with
excitement. When she peeked through one of the shelves where a volume
was missing and saw what was making the sound, she did more than just
shiver. Her cunt suddenly tingled and twitched with excitement.
Sitting on one of her step stools on the opposite side if the stack
was David Slater. It wasn't particularly unusual or exciting to see
young David hiding in the stacks, reading. The young boy read a lot.
What was unusual and very stimulating to Laura was the fact that his
jeans were open and his stiff young prick was sticking up as straight
as could be. The boy had his fingers wrapped around his stiff prick
and was jacking off.
Laura didn't know what to do. He reminded her so much of her own son,
Michael, who was 16 years old. The boy had obviously gotten so caught
up in his masturbating that he had lost track of time. What was she
to do? She couldn't just let the kid stay there all night playing
with himself. On the other hand, she couldn't just break in on him
and stop him in the middle of his jerk-off session. The boy would be
so embarrassed that he would never set foot in a library again.
She could make out what the boy was frantically leafing through, a
book of old etchings. She couldn't quite make out what the subject
matter was, but she could imagine. How such a volume ever escaped her
eyes was beyond her. Perhaps it was part of the collection old man
Winters left the library when he died recently. She had always
wondered about that man. Holding the book in one hand and his prick
in the other, David stroked it up and down until the oozing pre-cum
that dripped from his piss-slit covered his hand and made the
slurping sounds she had heard. Laura noticed that the boy had an
incredibly stiff cock, and a nice big one, too. She couldn't help
staring at the kid's swollen prick. His prick head stuck way out of
his fist when he squeezed the shaft. She couldn't help wondering how
such a nice hard cock would feel in her own hand.
It had been so long since she had touched, or even seen a hard cock.
Of course, David was only a youngster, and she knew that she had no
business having lusty designs on him. But a hard cock was a hard
cock, and in Laura's frustrated condition, she really needed a stiff
cock. Laura's cunt was beginning to moisten. The itching and tingling
she had felt earlier was getting more and more intense. She couldn't
help reaching up under her dress and rubbing the crotch of her
moistening panties.
The hot-assed librarian felt wicked beyond belief, leaning up against
a bookshelf and rubbing her hot pussy through her panties. She would
never have thought in her wildest imagination that she would be doing
such a nasty thing in her library. But then, who ever would have
guessed that young David would be exposing himself and jacking off in
the shadows of the stacks?
Laura pressed her fingers against the material of her panties, making
the lacy crotch go up inside her seething cunt-gash. She twisted her
finger just a bit, making her cunt blaze with every movement against
her tingling clit. Her legs began to tremble a bit as she fingered
and stroked her cunt. She stared through the open space on the shelf,
watching the boy's hand flying up and down on his rigid fucker. His
underpants were hiding a part of the base of his cock, so she really
couldn't tell exactly how long the thing was. His prick was sticking
through the fly of his briefs. She wished the boy would push his
underpants down so that she could see more of his cock.
Laura couldn't stand another minute. She had to decide now whether to
sneak away and try to forget the scene and the burning between her
legs, or to approach the boy and confront him and the hot desires
that were seething inside her.
For once, she decided to plunge headlong into the whirlpool of desire
that was starting to swirl about her. She knew that once she
approached the boy, there would be no turning back. She knew that
what she was about to do was taboo, but she had to do it. She had to
satisfy the craving for stiff cock that burned within her.
She summoned up all her courage and took a deep breath. She realized
that she would have to be in complete control of the situation at all
times. She didn't dare let her courage fail her for a moment.
"Well, David Slater, what have we here?" she asked in her most
authoritative voice.
She had slipped silently around the shelf to the boy's hiding place
and was standing directly in front of him, staring him in the eye.
"Oh shit! Jesus! I . . . I was just reading," the youngster choked,
trying desperately to get his hard-on back into his underwear.
"Oh, really? Just reading, David? You have an interesting way of just
reading, David." She smiled, enjoying the way the boy was struggling
to cover himself.
"I . . . I gotta go, Mrs. Weber!" David rasped, jumping up off the
step stool and trying to get by Laura, who was blocking the narrow
passage between the stacks.
"Not so fast, David. I don't think you're going anywhere quite yet,"
she said firmly, putting her hand on the boy's shoulder and pushing
back gently but firmly.
"But . . . I . . . I gotta go . . . honest . . . I gotta!" the boy
protested, sitting back on the stool and putting the book over his
lap.
Laura noticed that the open book was moving in his lap, jumping up
and down a bit with each jerking movement of his still swollen prick.
She watched the boy try to hide the long hard-on that jutted up
between his legs, but to no avail. The book wasn't as long as his
cock, and the swollen purplish cock-head showed.
David tried to pull up his jeans, which had been pushed down to his
knees. In the process of pulling up his pants, he knocked the book
out of his lap, once again exposing the hard prick that he had been
playing with only moments before. Laura sucked in her breath when
she saw the kid's big stiff fucker. The hard cockshaft was covered
with clear pre-cum that ran in little rivulets from his piss-slit.
The head of his cock was much larger in proportion to his prickshaft
than any cockhead she had seen. She could just imagine how nice such
a big cockhead would feel fucking in and out of her cunt.
The boy managed to get his pants up and fastened, bt he couldn't get
his stiff prick back into his underpants. He shoved his unyielding
cock down into his pants leg and zipped up with great difficulty. He
knew that Mrs. Weber had seen every bit of his exposed cock. He
flushed as red as a beet. Laura knew how the boy was suffering, not
only from embarrassment, but also from the agony of not being able to
shoot his cum-load when he had been ready to pop off. She had to ease
his suffering in some pleasurable way. But first she was going to
have some fun teasing the boy. She was feeling terribly horny at the
moment and quite capable of doing almost anything to have some nasty
fun. Watching David squirm made her even hornier. At the same time,
she wondered how she could have these horny feeling about a teenager.
After all, she had four teenage sons at home herself. But, he was
sixteen, nearing seventeen, a time when young men begin their sexual
lives. This boy was no boy, but a young man. A young man who was
ready to fuck.
"You seem to be very caught up in your reading, David. It must be
something very . . . very stimulating. Why don't I just have a
look?" she asked, bending over and picking up the book that had
fallen off his lap.
"Please don't look at it, Mrs. Weber. Please let me go. I . . . I
promise I won't come back . . . honest."
"But I don't want you to stay away from the library, David. Don't be
silly. I want you to enjoy what you read, and you certainly seemed to
be enjoying this book. Oh my! My, my, my! Just look at these
engravings! This must have slipped by me, David."
"I . . . I just found it by accident, Mrs. Weber."
"If I had found it, I would have taken it home and looked at it
myself, David. These pictures are very interesting. These people are
all naked. Just imagine, David. All these men and women are naked
out in the woods. And just look at this, David!" she said, turning
the page.
"They're doing things together, wonderful things. This man has
something long and hard sticking up in front of his naked body,
David. It looks very much like what I saw sticking up in front of
you a moment ago. Why, I believe that's his cock! Yes, David, it is.
And now he's putting it in this woman's mouth!"
"Mrs. Weber, please don't talk like that. You . . . you're making me
feel funny . . . you're making me . . . "
"Horny, David? Am I making you horny?"
"Uh . . . yeah, Mrs. Weber. You're making me . . . horny," the kid
said, his prick jerking wildly in his tight pants.
"You seem to have made yourself horny without any help from me,
David. Why just look at that hard cock sticking out in your pants
leg. You should be ashamed of yourself. And here in my library, of
all places"
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Weber. Honest, Mrs. Weber. I didn't mean any harm .
. . I just couldn't help it."
It seemed for a moment that poor little David was about to burst into
tears. Laura decided that it was time for a little tender loving
care.
"I've been too hard on you, David darling. It's really not that
serious an infraction. I think I can forgive you. You're young and
horny, David. I know that your cock has a tendency to stiffen up at
the slightest provocation, darling, " she said softly, sitting down
on the stool next to him.
She was so close to the boy that her leg was touching his. It felt
good to David to hear her soothing voice, but the words she used and
the way she was sitting close to him didn't help him get rid of the
hard-on that was embarrassing him half to death. In fact, she seemed
to be trying to keep him hard. She even laid her warm hand on his leg
and squeezed gently.
"Look at me now, David. That's right, darling boy. Thee's no need to
be ashamed of what you have in your pants. All boys your age get big
stiff hard-ons when they see things like what you saw in that book.
Those pictures are really quite stimulating, aren't they, David?"
"They sure are, Mrs. Weber."
The boy felt her hand moving slowly up his leg, getting closer and
closer to his crotch. His cock was aching unbearably. He hadn't been
able to get his stiff prick back into his underpants, so it was
rubbing against the rough material of his brand new jeans. His cock
was jerking in his pants so hard that he knew she could see it move
if she looked in that direction. Inch by inch, her warm hand moved
closer to where his balls were bulging in his pants. He sighed when
she took her hand away and started turning the pages of the book.
"You know, David, I too am getting quite stimulated looking at these
engravings. They were made a long time ago, darling, but people still
do the same exciting things together in real life. I find this one
particularly interesting." She smiled, pointing out a page to the
wide-eyed boy.
David swallowed hard when he saw the picture she was pointing out to
him. It showed a woman with her hand wrapped around a young man's
naked prick. The woman in the engraving wasn't nearly as pretty as
Mrs. Weber. The young man has such a satisfied look on his face.
"Wouldn't you like to feel a woman's hand on your cock?"
"Gosh, Mrs. Weber . . . "
"Well, honey, wouldn't you?"
"Uh . . . I guess, Mrs. Weber."
"Has anyone ever touched your cock before, darling?" she asked,
laying the book aside.
The boy shook his head. Laura heard him gasp when she put her hand
right on the long hard bulge of his prick. She let her hand slowly
move down the hard cockshaft, all the way to the head of it. She
could see the overly large bulge the kid's cockhead made in his tight
jeans. She pinched the head of his cock through his pants. She could
feel the slippery moisture of the pre-cum that had oozed from his
prick in his excitement.
"My, but you are excited, David. Your stiff cock is just dripping
with excitement, isn't it?. Have you ever tasted your own jizz,
darling? I how you have, David. You don't need to answer. I'd like
very much to taste the juice that drips from your cock, David. Do you
mind?"
Before the boy could anything, the pretty librarian was bending over
his lap. She moved her face so close to the hard prick that stuck
down his pants leg that he could feel her warm moist breath. Then the
kid's body stiffened and his cock leaped in his pants. She actually
pressed her warm hips right against the head of his dripping prick
and began sucking at it through his tight jeans.
"Delicious, David! It's so hot and salty-sweet, darling. I really
must have a closer look at that big stiff cock. You don't mind, do
you, son?" She smiled, licking her lips.
"Do you really want to see it, Mrs. Weber? Honest? " the boy asked
in total disbelief. The last time his mother had seen him with a
hard-on, she had yelled at him.
"I really would like to see it, David. Why don't you let me help you
get it out?" she said, attacking the boy's jeans and tugging them
down around his knees.
She gasped when his surprisingly large prick leaped up from the tight
confines of his pants and slapped against his stomach.
"It's huge! It's just lovely, David. It's much prettier than the ones
in that engraving. You're a real man, David. "
"You . . . you mean it, Mrs. Weber?" the boy asked, his eyes lighting
up with pride and excitement. "Do you really like it?"
"I love your cock, David. I must touch it. It's so hard and hot! No
wonder you were playing with it. Your cock feels so nice in my hand,
so heavy and so thick. Do you mind if I rub it up and down a bit,
David?"' she asked, moving her silky fingers ever so slowly up and
down his dripping cock.
"Does it make your cock feel good when I do that to you?"
"Oh, Gosh yeah! It sure feels good, Mrs. Weber . . . but . . . I
don't understand why you're doin' this. I . . . I don't get it." the
boy rasped, sitting bolt upright as she stroked his prick.
"I'm doing it because I know you love it, David, and because I'm very
hot. I just love cocks like yours, darling. And I know just what to
do with them. Shall I move my hand a little faster, David darling?"
"Jeez, Mrs. Weber! If . . . if you keep doing that, I'm gonna shoot
the stuff!" the kid said in a shaky voice.
"You're going to come, darling? You're going to shoot hot white cum
all over the ceiling? Is that what you mean, David? Will it happen if
I move my hand faster?" she teased, her hand flying up and down his
slippery prick.
"Yeah, Mrs. Weber, yeah! You're gonna make me come!"
"Then I'd better stop," she said, taking her hand away and watching
his prick jerk wildly. The head of the kid's excited cock was
swollen so that she thought it would explode any minute.
"Oh, shit! Jeez, Mrs. Weber . . . I . . . I never meant you should
stop. I just didn't think you wanted to get it all over you ! " David
said in a pleading voice, staring at his throbbing cock.
"There's plenty of time to let your cum shoot out of your cock,
darling. Why don't we have another look at that book and see if we
can find some more interesting activities? Oh, look David! Doesn't
this look like fun? This lady is sucking on this man's cock!
Judging from the look on his face, he seems to be enjoying it. I
wonder if your face would have that look on it if I put my lips on
your nice hard prick and started sucking on it."
She smiled, pursing her lovely lips and unfastening her long golden
haIr. The boy hardly recognized Laura when she let her hair down and
took off her glasses. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever
seen in his young life. And she was about to suck his cock! He
couldn't believe it was happening to him. He half expected to wake up
and find that he had been in the middle of a wild wet dream. But the
hand on his prick had felt real enough, and the hair that was now
brushing against his naked prick felt real enough, too.
"It looks so tasty, David," she said as she lowered her lips closer
and closer to his jutting, hard-on. "I simply must have a quick
suck!"
Laura heard her willing captive gasp when her lips touched the
dripping head of his cock. She trembled slightly when she felt the
incredibly exciting heat from his swollen prickhead against her lips.
She flicked out her tongue and licked a drop of his pre-cum as it
oozed from the piss-slit of his cock. The taste of his youthful cock
lube made her ravenously hungry for hot cock meat. She opened her
mouth as widely as she could and plunged down on the boy's hard
prick.
"Oh, shit! Shit, yeah!! Oh, Mrs. Weber! That feels so good! Wow!
Please keep doing it, Mrs. Weber. You won't stop, will you?"
Laura had no intention of stopping her cock-sucking just yet. In
fact, she liked the feel and taste of the young man's prick in her
mouth so much that she wanted to suck his cock all the way to his
balls. She took more and more of the boy's prick down her throat,
choking briefly on the big knob at the end of it. She loved the feel
of his hard prick-head stretching her throat as she swallowed it.
She could feel his hard cock pounding with every beat of his wildly
racing heart.
Laura took his cock into her mouth all the way to where it
disappeared through the fly of his white cotton briefs. She reached
down and cupped his large balls in her hand, feeling the warmth of
the swollen ball-sac through his underwear.
She knew that he was rising to the things she was doing to him. She
wanted to do even more to his cock and balls, but she would have to
get him out of his underpants first. Somehow, she didn't think that
would be too much of a problem. He would do anything she told him to
do, and she knew it.
"Your cock tastes just wonderful, David! It's so big and hard! Did
you like the way that felt, David?"
The boy's face was still contorted in a look of pleasure almost to
the brink of pain. She told the boy that he would have to take his
underwear off so that she could feel his balls and suck on them a
bit. The kid scrambled to pull his briefs down the minute she asked
him to do so. He had a lot of trouble getting them down over the
hard-on that stuck out through the fly, but he managed.
Laura got on her knees between the kid's legs and began licking his
exposed balls. Her tongue moved his balls around in their tight sac.
She sucked his balls into her mouth one at a time, nibbling them
gently. She caught the skin of the boy's ball-sac in her teeth and
tugged at it gently.
"Doesn't that feel nice, darling? You have such big fat balls, David.
I'll just bet they're all full of hot cum. Would you like me to suck
that cum right out of those swollen balls and let you shoot it into
my mouth, darling? Would you like me to suck you off, little lover?"
"Oh God, yeah! Please, Mrs. Weber! Please suck me! I gotta shoot it,
Mrs. Weber! My . . . my balls are hurtin'! I'm awful horny!"
"Hold onto your seat, David! I think you'll like this!" she said,
plunging down on the kid's rigid fucker.
Laura bobbed her pretty head up and down on his cock as fast as she
could, taking the thing down her throat all the way to his balls on
each downward plunge. She knew that it wouldn't be long before the
horny kid shot his wad and filled her mouth with jism. She could
hardly wait to taste the boy's thick hot cum.
The boy began bouncing up and down on the stool, forcing his hard
prick into her throat with each bounce. She reached between his legs
and fondled his balls while she sucked him off. She could feel his
balls squirming in their sac as she played with them. With her other
hand, she reached up under her dress. She let her fingers find their
way under the crotch of her damp panties and push into her cunt-gash.
She had never felt so hot.
She stuck her finger way up inside herself and finger-fucked her
cunt. Mrs. Weber was doing things that the boy never thought
possible with her lips and tongue and her sucking throat. He had
imagined how a blowjob would feel, but he hadn't imagined anything
like this. He felt his balls suddenly tightening between his
straining legs and knew that he would soon feel his cum spurting.
"My stuff's gonna shoot, Mrs. Weber! I can't help it! I'm gonna shoot
it! Jesus ! Suck it! Oh, Mrs. Weber! Suck me! Please don't stop! It
feeIs so good!"
The boy grunted as he blasted his first wad of cum into Mrs. Weber's
mouth. Laura kept right on sucking and bobbing up and down on the
boy's prick when she felt it stiffen even more in her throat. When
she felt the first hot spurt of cum against the roof of her mouth,
she grabbed his balls and squeezed tightly, heightening his pleasure
even more.
"Jeez, Mrs. Weber! Oh, shit! That feels so fucking good!" the boy
moaned as his balls exploded with pleasure again and again.
The young man's body shook with each shot of cum that spurted into
the librarian's sucking mouth. He thought he would never stop coming
in her mouth. He closed his eyes at the height of his pleasure and
saw stars. He thought he would keel over from the sheer wild pleasure
she was making him feel.
Laura tried to drink down all the hot thick cum the kid shot into her
throat, but to no avail. The creamy stuff ran out of her mouth and
dripped down the shaft of his cock, soaking his young balls and
dripping onto the stool. She finally had to let his cock pull from
her mouth and take a deep breath. She looked into his eyes and smiled
wickedly.
"Now, wasn't that more fun than playing with yourself?" she asked.
"It sure was!,Wow! I've never felt anything like that, Mrs. Weber!"
"Would you like to feel something else?"
"Sure, Mrs. Weber. You gonna do it again?"
"I thought you might like to feel this," she said softly.
Laura stood up and lifted her dress, letting the innocent boy have a
good long look at her barely covered cunt. She knew that the boy
could see the shadow of her pussy through her lacy panties. She
watched his eyes widen.
"Would you like to feel it, darling? Would you like to touch me
there? Would you like to put your hand right up against my warm
little pussy? Don't be afraid, David. I want you to touch my cunt."
David held out his hand, but he couldn't bring himself to dare to
touch her there. He had tried to look at girls' cunts before, but
they had always stopped him, and sometimes they got really mad at him
and threatened to tell their moms. Did she really want him to feel
her between the legs? He still couldn't believe such wild things
were really happening to him.
"Do you really mean it, Mrs. Weber? Can I really touch you . . .
there?"
If the boy had any doubts about her intentions, Laura dispelled them
by taking his trembling hand in hers and guiding it between her legs.
She sighed when she felt the back of his hand against the warm furry
mound of her cunt. Only the thin material of her white panties kept
his hand from making contact with her bare cunt. She held his hand
there for a moment. When she took her hand away, the boy kept his
hand between her legs, starting to move it a bit and explore her
secret places.
"Doesn't it feel warm down there, David? Isn't that a nice comfy
place to put your hand? "
"It feels hot, Mrs. Weber," the boy said, feeling the warmth of her
cunt soak into his exploring hand right through her panties.
"Would you like to have a look at my pussy, David? I think you'll
find it prettier than that silly engraving you were jerking off
over."
"You'd really let me see it?" The boy choked, his hand still roving
over her barely concealed cunt.
"I'd love to let you see it, David. It would make me so excited to
let you look at my naked pussy. In fact, darling, if I slipped my
panties off and got out of my dress, I might be so hot for you that I
might even let you lick me there. Does that sound like fun?"
"And how! I get to eat you out? Oh, shit! This is something else,
Mrs. Weber! I bet I'm the only kid in town that ever got to eat
pussy in the library!"
"That may very well be, David, but no one else must ever know about
it. This must remain our little secret, in spite of your natural
inclination to brag about it to the other boys at school. Do you
understand, David?" she asked, slipping out of her dress.
"I . . . I wouldn't ever tell anybody! Honest, Mrs. Weber. Golly,
Mrs. Weber, you're almost naked!"
Laura stood before the bug-eyed lad, wearing only her panties, bra
and shoes. She eliminated the shoes easily enough. The bra didn't
take long, either. She wanted to show the boy her luscious naked
tits. She unfastened the restraining garment and held the cups to her
tits for a moment.
"Would you like to see my tits, darling boy?" she teased.
"God yes! Let me see 'em!" the kid rasped. His prick was already
completely stiff again and standing up against his stomach.
"Say please, David," she cooed, letting her bra slip off her bulging
tits a little bit.
"Oh please, Mrs. Weber! Please let me see your tits! I dream about
tits all the time! I'll do anything if you let me see them!"
"If I let you see my naked tits, will you lick and suck them for me?"
she asked, letting her bra slip a little more.
"You'd let me do that? Oh, wow! I'll do it, Mrs. Weber! I'll do
anything you tell me to do," David promised, dizzy with youthful
lust.
Laura crouched down in front of the boy, who was still sitting on the
stool, and gyrated her shoulders a bit. When her big tits started to
move, her bra fell away, presenting young David with a sight he would
not soon forget. She lewdly shook her tits in the kid's face for a
moment or two. Then she moved closer to his face and lifted her
naked tits in her hands, pushing them up against his cheeks. When
his handsome face was buried in her cleavage, she reached down
between his legs and started slowly fondling his responsive young
balls.
David began kissing and licking the tit flesh that surrounded his
face. He inhaled her feminine fragrance. He licked her resilient tits
all over, tracing every curve with his eager tongue. When his tongue
reached the goose pimpled flesh of her areolas, he noticed that her
nipples were stiff.
He kissed the hard little peaks of tit-flesh and noticed that she
seemed to like it when he touched her there. Soon, the boy was
licking and sucking her nipples with a wild passion.
"Oh, God yes, David! I love your lips on my nipples! You do it so
perfectly! Are you sure you haven't sucked a girl's tits before?" she
moaned, her whole body tingling with raw lust as he licked and sucked
her tits.
"I . . . I've never done this before, Mrs. Weber, honest. Am I
really doing it good?"
"You're doing it beautifully. You do such wonderful things with your
tongue, darling. I want to feel your tongue somewhere else-where I
need it even more."
"Gosh, Mrs. Weber, where do you want me to put it? I'll put it
anywhere you want it!" the boy rasped, his balls seething in their
sac as she played with them.
"I'll show you where I want that tongue, David," she said in a voice
that dripped with honey.
her hand down over her silky stomach and into the golden hair that
covered her pussy. Then she raised one leg, resting her foot on the
top of the stool on which the boy still sat.
"Sit on the lower rung of the step stool, David," she commanded. The
boy obeyed eagerly.
"Jesus! It . . . it's sure pretty, Mrs. Weber. It's even prettier
than I thought it would be!" he said in amazement, staring up at the
luscious looking crevice of the librarian's pussy.
"I thought you'd like it, darling. Move your face closer to my pussy.
That's right, darling. See how wet it looks? I'm so hot that my cunt
is just dripping with lust for you. I have such an unbearable itch
between my legs today, David. I think your tongue could help a bit.
See the lips of my cunt, these raggedy-looking little folds of flesh?
I'm going to spread them open for you, David. I want you to stiffen
your tongue and shove it right up my cunt. Would you do that for me,
lover?"
David's tongue pushed up into her cunt in a split second after she
told him what to do. She closed her eyes and abandoned herself to the
intense pleasure the boy was bringing her. It had been so many years
since she had felt a tongue on the sensitive inner flesh of her cunt.
She felt his tongue moving slowly inside her hot wet cunt-gash,
tickling the inner flesh of her pussy until she shivered with pure
delight.
"Your tongue feels so nice inside me, darling boy. Move it, David.
Oh, yes! Yes! Bury your little tongue in my cunt the way I need it
today. Move it! Oh God, yes! Lick it! Lick my fucking hot cunt,
David! I don't care if you are only sixteen. I want you!"
David's tongue flew wildly up and down the crevice of her pussy. She
could feel the boy's nose pressing against her cunt-flesh as he
licked and sucked away at her. She had never felt so wanton. She
could do anything now, anything that would satisfy her sexual itch.
She worked the muscles of her cunt against the kid's tongue, holding
it inside her.
"Do you feel that, darling? Do you feel how my cunt clutches and
holds your tongue when you shove it way up into me?"
"Yeah! " the boy muttered, his words muffled by her cunt.
"Just imagine how it would feel if your cock were up inside me
instead of your tongue ! " she breathed.
"My dick? Up in your cunt?" the boy rasped.
"Yes, David, your cock up inside my hot fucking cunt! You've been
such a good boy and made me feel so nice with your sucking and
licking that I've decided to give you a little treat. I'm going to
let you do what I know you've wanted to do ever since we started our
fun and games. I'm going to let you fuck me right in my cunt!"
"Fuck you? Oh golly, Mrs. Weber! You're not kidding are you? You're
really gonna let me?"
"I insist upon it, darling. I really must have that big hard cock
inside me!"
"I . . . I've never done anything like that before, Mrs. Weber. I
really don't know what to do."
"I'll teach you everything you need to know, darling boy. I know
you're a fast learner. The heat in my cunt is proof of that. I'll
show you how to use that nice hard-on to have all sorts of nice nasty
fun."
Laura removed the boy's shirt and told him to take off his shoes. Her
hands were all over the boy's young chest and shoulders and she was
thrilling to the feel of his warm muscular body.
"You have such nice hard muscles for a boy your age, David," she
breathed into the kid's ear.
"Do I, Mrs. Weber?" he asked, a sparkle of boyish pride in his eyes.
"Oh yes, darling. And it will take all of those nice young muscles to
fuck me properly. Of course, the muscle you need the most is
especially well developed. " She giggled, reaching down and grabbing
his stiff prick.
Laura told the boy to spread his clothes and hers out over the cold
marble floor of the old library. Then she lay on her back and raised
her legs, resting her feet on the floor and parting her long
honey-tanned legs. She knew that the pussy she offered the boy was
too tempting to resist. He would try to fuck that hot and inviting
cunt with all his strength and eagerness, even though he didn't have
the first idea of how to fuck. She opened her arms and invited the
boy take what he was staring at so intently. David stood there
staring for a moment longer, his dripping prick sticking up in front
of his lean naked body.
Then, without warning, the kid fell on the lusty librarian. He
started bucking his hard ass and driving his long fucker aimlessly
against her body. She eventually had to reach between the boy's
striving legs and take his jerking prick in her loving hand. She
helped the kid position the hard fucker between the lips of her
hungry cunt. She held her breath for a moment, preparing herself for
the wild fucking she had been longing for these many years.
When Laura felt the kid's cock-head push between the tight lips of
her cunt, she cried out in pure delight. She cried out so loudly that
the boy thought he had hurt her.
"Don't worry, David. I'm all right. It just feels so good! Your cock
is so hot and thick! Shove it in me! Hurry! I can't wait! Fuck
meeeee!"
David felt the incredible heat of her cunt as her flesh engulfed his
aching prick. He thrust hard, burying his prick in her all the way to
his cum-filled balls in one mighty fuck stroke. She cried out again
as if he had hurt her, but this time he just kept thrusting. His
cock snapped up inside her, stiffening even more inside her sucking
cunt. His prick swelled to incredible proportions inside her,
squeezed and stroked as it was by the muscles of her greedy cunt. He
began banging in and out of her, fucking her faster and faster by the
second. Her cries and whimpers of pleasure became louder.
"Oh! How lovely! I love your prick! This is just perfect, David! Give
it to me! Fuck me! Oh God, yes! Fuck me hard! Fuck me deep! I want
it! Fuck meeeeee!"
The boy was lying on her now, his chest crushing up against her naked
tits. She could feel the boy's heart beating wildly in his chest.
She began fucking her cunt up onto his prick, raising her ass off the
floor to meet his every hard and deep cockthrust. She gyrated her
pelvis too, grinding her hot wet pussy against his groin. She could
feel his young balls slapping against her steamy crotch.
"Mrs. Weber, I . . . I think I'm gonna . . . I'm gonna . . . do it,"
the boy rasped, his cock suddenly jerking up against the walls of her
hot cunt.
"Are you about to shoot your cum, darling?" she said breathlessly.
"Yes, Mrs. Weber! I'm gonna shoot off! Oh, shit yeah! I'm gonna
shoot! My balls! Oh, fuckin' shit! I'm comin', Mrs. Weber I'm
commiinngggg!"
Young David felt his balls suddenly get tight in their sac. He
thought his balls were about to explode, so intense was the feeling
of pleasure between his legs. When his orgasm ripped through his
youthful body like a tornado, he closed his eyes tightly.
Blast after hot blast of thick hot cum shot through the stiff pipe of
his prick and into the librarians's cunt. Each shot of cum into her
cunt was accompanied by spasms that made the boy feel like his balls
had been struck by lightning. He wrapped his arms around her and
held on for dear life.
"Fuck me! Come in my cunt, David! Come in my hot fucking cunt! I'm
going to come too, lover! Oh God, yes! Yes! We're coming off at the
same fucking time! Yesssss!" she hissed.
Flash after flash of delight went through Laura's luscious body. She
experienced an orgasm more intense by far than anything she had
experienced in years. She abandoned herself to her pleasure, feeling
wave after wave of sensation rush over her like a tide of delight.
"Oh, David, darling boy! How lovely! How perfect" she whimpered as
they lay together in the nest they had made of their abandoned
clothes.
"You screwed me so perfectly, darling. I can't tell you how much I
enjoyed it. I haven't been fucked so well in years!"
"Can we do it again, Mrs. Weber? I can get it hard again in about
five minutes," the kid said, his prick still buried in the woman's
clutching cunt.
"I'd love nothing better, darling. But it's getting late. You must
realize that your mother will be concerned about you. We can't just
lie here and fuck all night. I think you and I had better get dressed
and try to forget about what happened tonight, if we can. "
"Gosh, Mrs. Weber, I don't ever want to forget about today! You're
the most beautiful woman in the world, Mrs. Weber, and this is the
greatest thing that ever happened to me!"
Laura kissed the boy on his cock when it pulled out of her cunt. She
got dressed and helped him get back into his clothes. She gave him
another kiss on the cheek, then he walked out of the library and ran
happily down the street.
She didn't know whether or not she would ever again let herself go
the way she had tonight, but she had the feeling that she just might,
under the right circumstances. Sex with teenage boys was too much fun
for her to rule it out in her future.
THE END
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