Mark Carver - Hot pants librarian

"I said," Gloria feverishly murmured, "when was the last time you had sex? And with who?"

The fiercely aroused brunette unbuckled his belt, and rolled his pants down while he talked. She yearned for it this way in her vivid imagination so many times. She was half-dressed, naked only from the waist down so she could feel deliciously guilty, as if she were fucking a stranger on the spur of the moment. It was a scenario she had to follow through.

She wanted the details from him – the wanton highlights of his last sex episode, as if she could make up for five years of sex starvation by listening to this young stud's lustful exploits.

"What was she like?" Gloria urged, dropping to her knees between his thighs. She had both her hands around his hot meat, her eyes smoldering on the milky drop oozing out of his crimson cockknob. She watched it grow bigger and bigger, holding her breath with lascivious hunger.

"She was okay," Jack said hoarsely. He'd never been to a whorehouse, but it couldn't possibly surpass this, he thought. Jesus, the cool, elegant town librarian was the hottest thing he'd ever seen once she let her hair – and her panties – down. She made soft crooning sounds as she lovingly stroked his hard cock in her fingers. Her sensuous mouth edged closer to his knob.

"What was her cunt like?" Gloria asked eagerly. "Hot and luscious? Really tight? Did she blow you?"

Gloria used the obscene words with calculated effect, feeling a sharp thrill as his gigantic cock grew rock hard in her fingers. The creamy drop oozing out of his purple knob was huge now, but so thick it didn't drip. Eagerly, Gloria flicked out her tongue and licked it up. Jack groaned with lust.

"She was… she was pretty hot, Miss Shannon," he mumbled. "She, uh, she went down on me but she wouldn't let me come in her mouth."

"Want to come in my mouth?" Gloria asked quickly.

Tantalizing him, the kneeling half-naked brunette swirled her wet tongue around his pulsing knob. Then she dipped her head underneath and kissed his mammoth, hairy balls, while using her tongue to tickle him. She'd gotten him hot and she knew she could get him to gush a torrent into her mouth in less than a minute.

"Yeah, sure," Jack mumbled. A moment later he grunted as she hungrily seized almost five inches of his long, pounding cock in her mouth. She jerked his rod and whipped her mouth back and forth at the same time in a frenzied tempo. Her lust erupted with total abandon. Even in her uncontrollable passion, the lust-inspired brunette was comparing, calculating and savoring every burning inch of his hot cock. He was definitely bigger than Brian. He was a bull with balls like small grapefruits. No dreamy, coaxing blowjob for this stud, Gloria decided feverishly. She wanted his boiling come fast, stinging her throat and burning her insides.

Then, once she took the edge off his lust, she could love his engorged rod until she fainted.

An athletic type, Jack was never much for words. But he groaned and gasped and held her head firmly in his huge hands as he fucked the voracious librarian's hot mouth eagerly. Thrill after electrifying thrill tore through his throbbing cock as Gloria sucked furiously, barely able to get her fingers around his massive, hard prick.

"Coming!" Jack grunted. "Oh lady, that's hot and wild!"

Low animal moans came from Gloria's throat the moment he began to spurt. For almost a full minute he shot off into her frantically sucking mouth. Gulping greedily, Gloria thought she might choke on the salty flood as she stroked her lips passionately on his softening cockmeat. Limp, his huge prick still filled her warm mouth.

Panting, the librarian straddled his hips as she sat on the sofa, facing him. She lewdly rubbed her hot, wet cunt over his cockmeat while she cupped and hefted his balls. Using words as well as her throbbing wet pussy, she got him hard again in less than a minute.

"Love your hot cock, Jack," she whispered, snaking her tongue in his ear. Whoever this hot-breasted madly amused and fantastically sexy brunette was, Jack knew it couldn't be the librarian. She looked completely different, acted totally different and, in fad, made his favorite piece of ass seem like a clumsy girl scout in comparison. Maybe she was schizo, Jack thought. He didn't know the exact meaning of the word, but he vaguely connected it with a dual personality. His cock boiled hard in seconds, but still Gloria teased him, rubbing his knob with diabolical slowness against her luscious wet cuntlips.

"She was sixteen," Jack stammered, slipping his hands beneath her blouse to grasp her ripe, silky tits. "She was pretty tight, Miss Shannon, but so help me, she wasn't half as hot as you. Oh shit, that's good! Hey, that's – ummmm! – that's hot pussy, wheeeewwwwwwww!"

The moaning brunette suddenly caught him by surprise, sliding her juicy cunt down on his cockshaft almost to the hilt. Gloria let out a yelp of pain – he felt like a heated baseball bat rammed up her tender slit – but then, as her hot pussy juices began to flow freely, the sobbing librarian began to fuck the eighteen-year-old boy in earnest.

She sucked in her breath as she swung her engorged cunt in wide circles, feeling his thick meat tingle every inch of her hotly sucking pussy. Then Gloria shifted to a rapid back-and-forth jerking of her hips, screaming softly as his massive rod battered her tight cunt mercilessly. Accompanying every hot thrill was the delicious, guilty sensation of urgency, as though they might be caught at any moment.

His brawny hands still groped her swollen, heaving tits beneath her blouse. Jack, who was used to petite breasts, thought Gloria's burning mounds felt like overripe melons. Her hot, frantic cunt oozed a steady stream of juice onto his cock and balls, and she clawed his back in a frenzy and muttered incoherently.

"Love young pricks!" the sobbing librarian cried. "Love to fuck, honey! Yes, yesssss! Oh God I'm starting to come – ooooooo! – I can't stop coming, Jeeeeeesus Christ, love it!"

Gloria whipped her soaked cunt up bud down on his colossal cockrod with loud, obscene moans. Her orgasm blazed intensely. Since last night, each climax was more thrilling and violent than the last. Each mad fucking session was more shattering and fiery to her love starved cunt.

"Me too!" Jack groaned, and his cock exploded beneath her fiercely sucking cunt. Her sweating naked ass slapped furiously against his crotch as she rode his cockmeat screaming with bliss. Her entire body shuddered from head to toe as his come spurted hot and deep into her throbbing cunt.

Long after he stopped ejaculating, the moaning librarian twitched her silken cunt hungrily on his deflated cockrod and rubbed his back with frantic fingers.

"How was it?" she whispered anxiously. "How do I compare with your girlfriends, Jack? Was it nice and hot and juicy?"

"Skit, yes!" Jack blurted out, still heaving for breath.

Her creamy tits still ached with excitement. Gloria climbed off him. Once again, she was sated – for the moment. And once again she felt reassured, womanly, completely feminine.

But, with a deep sigh, the trembling brunette knew it couldn't last. Shocked, she realized she was actually in her own office, in the library, not safe and secretive at home. She'd just seduced, sucked and fucked her second teenaged boy in twelve hours. She was driven by an irresistible compulsion.

"You'd better get dressed now," she told Jack in a worried voice. "I want to talk with you before you leave."

She brought her skirt, panties and nylons into her private bathroom. Trembling, she closed her eyes and scooped up the boy's dripping warm come that was trailing down her sleek thighs. She brought her wet fingers up to her lips and licked the sticky fluid with depraved eagerness.

She calmly dressed, staring at her reflection in the mirror. In less than a minute, she made the transition from stunning, wild-eyed nympho to cool, precise librarian. She pinned up her hair rapidly and put her glasses back on.