Marvin Cox: The horny librarian

"You've got perfect tits," he whispered, now running her nipples over his closed eyes. "SO fucking firm and big… just fucking delicious!"

"Keep sucking," Candy said, her voice quivering with emotion. "Suck me just like a baby!"

While Mike began licking and sucking more intently, she started pumping her ass up and down, taking his huge cock in and out of her agonized hole. As her pleasure increased, so did her movements, until she was bouncing oyer him furiously.

"Fuck me!" she winced, her ecstasy building. "God, ram it in and squirt my little pussy full of your hot cream!"

Mike lowered his hands to her hips and lifted her slightly. At the same time he jerked his hips downward, to pull almost all of his dick out. He held her there for a couple of seconds, then jammed her ass down violently. As he did this, he thrust his hips upward with equal force, causing his cock-base to crunch into the rim of her tight, sucking hole.

"Yes!" Candy wailed in ecstatic excitement. "Just… like… that!"

Mike repeated his movements, each one coming faster and harder than the last, until finally they were bouncing together almost in a blur, the smacking sounds of flesh on flesh echoing in the room.

"Take it!" he growled. "Suck it up into your guts, you cock-sucking slut!"

Candy's insides exploded suddenly with thundering spasms of climax. She grabbed the back of his head and began banging his face aver her tits while she jerked and writhed around on his cock like a sex-crazed animal. The smacking sounds of their bodies were now drowned out with her laud, panting cries of release.

"Yessssss! Fuck! Yessssss!" she screamed. "Fuckkkkk meeee!"

Mike couldn't take it any longer. The pressure inside his nuts was unbearable. He lunged forward, slamming Candy to her back, smacking her knees up to her tits.

"Take it, whore!" he screamed, his face contorted in pure agony. He banged into her hole as if in a rage, and with such force they began inching dangerously close to the edge of the bed. He finally dug his toes into the sheets and held her in a viselike grip, almost cracking her spine. He was now an animal, or a demon, not even aware of his own brute strength. "Now!" he barked, his voice like a cry from hell. He was on the verge of climax. "Take… it… all… and… fuckkkkk!"

His sperm gushed wildly from his nuts, throbbing up the center of his dick, then splattered into the back of her pussy. And as wave after wave of ecstasy tare into the base of his cock, he hammered harder, more furiously.

What Candy had thought was pleasure before was nothing compared to what was happening to her body now. Every muscle, every cell, each nerve throbbed and rippled with release. She felt her insides explode over and over, becoming buttery and wet – and for a moment she felt no longer a person, but a mere extension of his cock, or perhaps only his foreskin.

Finally, when he had dumped the last of his thick, oozing climax into her cunt, he pulled away, gasping for air his eyes closed in pure satisfaction. He rubbed her tits, almost absentmindedly, and gave a low groan.

"I thought you were gonna suck my dick out by the roots," he gasped. "Your pussy is like a fucking milking machine!"

"Mmmmmm, I think I'd kinda like that," she grinned. "Walking around all day with a big dick up my snatch."

She got off the bed and stretched, feeling her body tingle with excitement. She looked over at the clock, wondering when Lance and Chuck would be over, then turned to Mike.

"I'm gonna take a shower," she said. "I'll like to look nice for Chuck. Want to join me?"

"What's the matter?" Mike said, mock hurt in his voice. "Don't you want to look nice for me?"

"You, too," Candy grinned. "Now get off your cute little ass and wash my back."

"My pleasure," Mike said, following her into the bathroom.

A few moments later, they were standing in the shower, feeling the rivulets of water smooth their tired muscles. They were embracing, flicking their tongues together, their crotches pressing firmly against each other.

"Want to wash my cock?" Mike whispered into her mouth.

"With my tongue?" Candy said, a wicked grin on her face.

"Exactly," Mike said, pushing her to her knees. She gobbled the cud of his cock between her lips and sank her mouth quickly down his stiff shaft. When she reached the wet, furry base, she twisted her head around, then pulled back up.

"Oh… yes," Mike whispered, spreading his legs a little wider. He placed his hands on her shoulders, and bending his knees slightly, thrust his hips forward. "Suck cue, you little cock-sucker. Suck my cum down and drink it."

Candy held his cock with both hands and worked only on the meaty end of it for a while, feeling it pulsate and balloon larger. It was so smooth, like greasy glass, as it glided across her tongue and into the back of her throat, making her hungrier and more eager for his sperm.

"Mmmmmmmm!" she whispered, taking in more and more until at last she reached the enormous root of his shaft. She sucked and pulled the foreskin back with her teeth, darting her tongue under it. "Delicious!" she murmured.

"Don't stop," Mike said, stabbing forward. "Goddamn, it was just feeling good!"

Candy went back to her licking and sucking, doing the best job she could – and from the way Mike was panting and grunting, it must have been pretty good! Already, she could taste the flavor of his sperm as it steamed from his nuts.

"Ready?" Mike said suddenly. "I… I hope you are… I'm… suck, cunt! Suck me! Oh baby… unhhhhhh!"

Candy lapped furiously on his exploding prick, gulping down the delicious, milky juice until he had completely shot his load. Then her own orgasm began to build, finally hitting her like a punching fist. She flinched so violently that his prick flopped from her mouth and slapped her across the forehead.

"Ohhhhhh!" she winced, dropping her head to her knees, jamming her fingers into her throbbing hole. "Yessssssss!"

Neither moved for several moments, simply enjoying the surging waves of relaxation that swept through their bodies. Finally, Mike pulled her up and began washing her, exploring every inch of her soft flesh. Then she washed him.

Later, as Candy was drying her hair, they heard the door open, and the sound of two male voices.

"They're here!" she said to Mike. "How do I look?"

"Good enough to eat," he answered. "Which I have a good mind to do."

"Come on, let's go, have a good mind to do," she said excitedly. "I… can't wait!"

When she walked into the living-room, her knees almost buckled. When Lance had said Chuck was tall, he wasn't kidding! He must be seven feet tall, Candy thought, completely dwarfing Lance and Mike.

"So this is Candy," Chuck said, walking over, his eyes burning with lust. "I've heard alot about you."

Without another word, he crushed her into his arms and gave her a long, lingering kiss. He was so gigantic, his crotch was pressing into her belly, his long arms able to reach around her twice. He pulled away suddenly and looked over his shoulder to Lance and Mike.

"OK, you two," he said in a rich, baritone voice, "get lost for a little while, while we get to know each other."

"But I thought…" Lance began.

"You were wrong," he interrupted, leading Candy toward the bedroom. "I want this little dish all to myself."

Happily, Candy allowed herself to be led to the bedroom, her pussy already tingling with pleasure.

Candy lay on the bed, watching Chuck undress. The man was a giant, making the room seem like a doll house. But unlike many tall people, he was perfectly proportioned, heavily muscled and undeniably good-looking. His hair was dark brown, framing his square, deeply tanned face. But his most distinguished feature had to be his cock.