Laurie Chandler - The librarian_s naughty urge

"It just worked out that way," said the bellboy. "All any friends wanted to fuck you so took the pictures of them doin' it. You ain't really got no choice who fucks you. You'll get fucked by whoever we want."

"I'm afraid I can't do that," she said. "Especially if that guy wants to do it in the ass only like that with young guys, because it hurts, but a young cock at least makes me feel good all over."

"Tough shit, lady," snarled the boy. "You'll do it if we tell you to. He's giving us good money to fuck you up the ass, and you're gonna have to do it."

"NO," she said firmly. "I think I want to stop this. I'll have to go find another job, that's all."

The guy laughed. "Hey, it ain't that easy, y'know. We got pictures of you."

"What do you mean?" she eked.

"Well, you don't let that guy fuck you up the ass, and we're gonna mail these pictures to everyone we can think of. Everyone's gonna know what you like and that's gettin' fucked up the ass. It ain't gonna look so good for you in this town."

Doreen's face turned white. "You wouldn't really publish those pictures, would you? I thought they were just for your own use."

"Yeah, they're for my own use," said the guy, "and I'm gonna use 'em to print up lots of copies and sell 'em to everyone. That is, if you don't get fucked by this guy tomorrow."

"But that's… that's blackmail," she said, suddenly fearing that the entire community would see those pictures.

The boy grinned evilly. "I don't care whatcha call it," he said. "You're gonna do what we say you're gonna do, or we're gonna peddle those pictures. Got me?"

Doreen Miller was visibly upset. She didn't know what to do. The boy had a power over her that she couldn't control. It was terrible. She would almost even agree to it, but the guy was over sixty. How could she agree to have sex with a man like that?

"Let me think about it," she said. "I'll call you."

"Okay lady," said the boy, "but if you don't show up here tomorrow, you're gonna see your picture with a cock up your ass all over this fuckin' town."

Doreen walked home slowly. She didn't know what to do. Surely there had to be a law against that sort of thing. Of course! she said to herself. A lawyer would know. She would contact a lawyer. He would put a stop to this blackmail. She wouldn't have sex with that guy, and they couldn't distribute her picture or they'll be put in jail.

A friend had once given her the name of a lawyer. She rummaged through her desk at home to find the guy's number. When she found it, she called him, telling him that it was urgent she speak to him at once.

"I'm leaving the office now," he said. "Could you contact me in two days?"

"No, you don't understand, Mr. Elson," she said. "I must speak to you right now."

"I'm on my way home," he said, "and I'm not planning on returning to the office for two days."

"Please!" she said. "I must see you. I'm being blackmailed."

There was a long pause. "Very well," said the lawyer finally, "but you'll have to come to my home. I can see you tomorrow."

"Couldn't we talk tonight? I mean I have something very pressing tomorrow."

"Very well," said the lawyer, Horace Elson.

"But I hope you're telling me the truth. I don't like to have my time wasted."

"I won't be wasting it, Mr. Elson, I assure you." Doreen felt very pleased that she had thought of calling. Now her troubles might very well be over.

She got his home address and was there promptly at eight. He was alone in his study when she arrived. She explained the situation to him and he looked thoughtful. "Are you sure there are pictures? Perhaps they aren't telling the truth."

"No," she said, somewhat embarrassed. "They gave me a copy of one photograph. It's real."

"I see. Do you have the photograph with you?" he asked her.

"No," she said suddenly. She turned bright red. "I threw it away."

Doreen turned away when she said that. "Are you sure?" he asked her. She knew she was lying. She had the picture, in fact, in her purse, where she put it when the boy handed it to her.

"Well, maybe I still have it," she said.

"It would help," he told her. She was embarrassed about giving it to the lawyer. The picture showed her lying on her back with one guy getting his cock sucked and the other one fucking her. "Please," the lawyer said. "If you don't trust me, I can't help you."

Doreen reluctantly handed him the photograph. He looked at it and though he didn't say anything, she knew he was thinking all sorts of horrible things about her. After staring at the picture for some time, he got up and told her he would have to prepare certain papers after several calls were made. "I must check with some other lawyers about this. I'm not sure what the precedents are for it."

He went into another office so he could speak privately to some people. She sat in the chair wailing for him to return. The door soon opened, but instead of the lawyer, was a young man who looked like a younger version of the lawyer. The man's son, thought Doreen.

"Oh, I'm sorry," said the boy. "I thought my father was here." He started to go.

"He'll be back. He said he would only be a few moments." Doreen couldn't take her eyes off the boy. He was not more than eighteen and had a huge lock of curly black hair dangling over his forehead. There a something wry virile and masculine about him, and she couldn't help but stare at him.

The boy noticed her intensity, and he was intrigued by it. He walked over to the desk and sat down in a chair next to her.

"I'm Hal," he said, shaking her hand. "Dad usually doesn't see people at home, that's why I just barged in here."

"Oh, that's okay," she replied. Just looking at his body was making her juices flow, and she noticed that he was returning her gaze. His eyes seemed to be fixed on her blouse, and she wished that she had unbuttoned a few buttons. It would really give her a thrill if she knew he could see inside her blouse and look at her tits.

The boy's glance shifted to the rest of her. From the position he was seated in, she couldn't be sure if he had an erection, and as she tried to strain to see, her chair started to tip over. He got up quickly to catch her before she fell, and in doing so, the boy's glance happened upon the desk where the photograph was lying.

He looked at the picture and then looked back at her. She blushed again, realizing that the boy now would know that the picture was of her.

If he didn't have a hard-on before, he sure had one now. As he looked at that picture of her getting fucked twice at the same time, he started to long for her body. His girlfriend rarely put out for him, and he was tired of jerking off. The more he stared at the picture, the stiffer his dick got, and when he turned his attention back to her, she had unbuttoned her blouse and he could now see inside it to look at her ripe fleshy tits.

The sound of his father still on the phone was making both of them think the same thing. Did they have time to get something on with one another? Doreen could only think of what a gorgeous cock the boy must have between his legs, and she gingerly reached out to touch his bulging crotch.

He groaned with pleasure as she stroked his shaft. He leaned back and let her rub his throbbing meat over and over, causing him to feel a slight pain as his dick pressed hard against his pants.

He's so hot and horny that if she had rubbed his dong any harder, he would have shot his load right in his pants, but just when he we reaching climax, she stopped, realizing what was happening to him. She pulled her hand away and let him start to rub her breasts.

She took hold of his hand and placed it on one of her tits. The boy groaned with pleasure as she let him rub her tits and nipples all over, making her nipples as hard as tiny steel cocks.