Norma Egan - The naughty librarian

"He's gettin' to her!" Mel said excitedly. "She digs his cock."

"Aw, shut up," Rick said petulantly. He was still smarting over his failure to make her come.

The boys couldn't restrain their cries of glee, however, when Kay suddenly arched her lush body and wailed in the blinding pleasure of orgasm.

Terry grinned proudly even as he continued to fuck her slowly, deeply, spinning out her climax. He was street-wise and hardened, but he couldn't help but be moved by the sight of the gorgeous older woman writhing in ecstasy around his rigid meat. He felt her cunt-cream boiling around his deeply buried cock, listened triumphantly to her hoarse ecstatic cries. Then with a snarl of pleasure, he ground his sharp little prick deep into her hole and came, his thin white ass flying as he pumped out his hot jizz.

"Damn," sighed Terry, "she's one fine piece of ass. I never felt a cunt so hot!"

He crawled off her reluctantly, wishing his hard-on had lasted longer. He was hardly out of the way before Mel took his place, having already stripped.

Mel's huge dong was hard as iron, standing up stiffly to hug his belly, drooling thick cream. He leered behind the thick lenses of his glasses as he lowered himself onto Kay's flushed body.

Even with her eyes closed, Kay knew who he was. She recognized that plump wet body, that wormy repugnant flesh. She knew, too, that she was about to get fucked by the biggest cock she'd ever known – and in spite of her distaste for Mel, she felt hot excitement deep in her famished pussy.

Terry had given Kay a good climax, but she wanted more. She wondered how many orgasms it would take to make up for her lonely unfucked years, how long it would be before her shameless pussy was satiated.

Mel sunk heavily onto her, his body slack and sweaty, and Kay trembled as she felt his monstrous stiff dick poking hungrily at her crotch.

"Open wider for me, baby," Mel whispered in her ear. "Help me get my cock in."

To her shame, Kay opened her legs wide. She wanted him – or rather she wanted that elephant prick of his. The short fuck with Terry had only warmed her up. She craved a thorough stuffing, hard friction, the red-hot reaming which only Mel's big fat dick could give. She gasped with stunning pleasure as she felt the thick, hard head of his cock sliding into her cunt hole…

"Ahhhh!" she wailed. "Oh, God, yesss!"

Kris and Terry laughed out loud, though Rick was still sullen and silent. Mel's response to her ecstatic cry was for her ears alone. His sweaty face pressed close to hers, his voice muffled in her hair, he whispered, "Yeah, baby, it's good to you, ain't it? I may not be handsome like those guys, but you know I can give you the best fuck. You know Mel's cock is the biggest, the best."

He babbled on like that as he balled her, and Kay presently felt him drooling in his excitement, his spit wetting her neck and hair. She noticed this only vaguely. Her whole being was concentrated on the delicious reaming of his gigantic swollen prick, the sweet hot friction in her ever-hungry cunt as he humped her violently. She felt herself losing all control, spinning into the most powerful climax she'd ever known.

"Ooohhh!" Kay wailed.

Lost in ecstasy, she threw her long legs high in the air, allowing the sweaty, grunting boy to pound his thick meat against the end of her convulsing cunt. Floods of steamy twat-juice shot from her climaxing pussy to soak Mel's belly and puddle on the carpet.

The boys were delighted, and many lewd remarks were passed, but Kay didn't hear them, didn't even hear her own hoarse cries of pleasure. Mel's massive dick reamed her into a string of orgasms that left her breathless and half-faint. It seemed hours before she felt the sudden scalding flood of his jism, and even then she was disappointed when she felt his limp meat slipping from her flooded cunt.

It had been the best fuck of her life, no question about it. She lay there, too limp and breathless to move, her long legs lewdly parted, Mel's thick cum leaking from her hair-fringed slit. Mel was grinning proudly as he returned to his chair.

"Okay, Kris," he said, "she's all yours."

The blond guy was the quietest of them all, the most thoughtful and sober. He studied Kay a few moments before he rose and began stripping off his clothing. He did it unhurriedly, confidently, and with none of the brash cocky manner displayed by the other gang members.

Kay couldn't help admiring his body. Kris was very well-developed, with broad shoulders, slim waist and hips, and powerfully muscled arms and legs. He had little hair on his body, except for the platinum bush of his crotch, but he was splendidly tanned.

Kris' cock was of average size and in full erection, tautly hugging his belly, and his balls looked pure and clean and pink as they snuggled between his thighs. Kris was the best-looking and most desirable of the gang, but his silence, his completely unperturbed manner, bothered her. What was he so confident about?

He walked over to her and held out his hand. "Get up," he said.

Kay allowed him to pull her to her feet. He led her over to the chair he'd been sitting in, and she understood without being told that she was to sit down. Her curiosity – and her dread – began to grow.

When she was seated, Kris seized her long shapely legs and placed them up over the arms of the chair, so that she was lewdly spread and her wet, scarlet pussy was obscenely displayed to the gawking, grinning boys. Kris wasn't grinning, though. He seemed expressionless as he studied her shameful posture.

Kay was blushing hotly. Nothing was hidden from the boys' leering eyes. With her legs so widely separated, they could see the bright red finger of her cunt, and her pussylips were drawn open to show the dark, drooling mouth of her cunt. Kris, silently approving of his arrangements, dropped to his knees in front of her.

Everyone watched, breathless, even Kay. She looked down and saw Kris take his rigid pale prick and carefully insert the rosy knob into the slippery mouth of her hair-fringed cunt. He made a small sound, perhaps a sigh, as his gleaming cock-head was enveloped in the scalding wet flesh of her cunt-mouth. Then he pushed his rod slowly into her hole, and his buddies watched open-mouthed as Kris' pale, rigid prick-shaft slowly disappeared into her snatch.

"Yeah, yeah!" Mel panted, leaning far out of his chair to watch. "Get into her cunt, buddy! Fuck her!"

Terry couldn't contain himself. He bounced out of his chair and came to stand beside Kay, reaching down to play with her big, swollen tits. He kept his eye on Kris' rigid, blue-veined dick as it moved in and out of her hair-fringed pussylips, but he whispered obscenities to Kay even as he watched her getting fucked.

"That cock feel good to you, baby?" he hissed. "You like that stiff meat?"

Kay sobbed and let her head fall back limp against the chair. There was nothing she could do to end this humiliation except close her eyes and let it happen. Terry's hard sweaty hands played roughly on her long swollen tits, and Kris' rigid meat began to fuck faster and faster in her come-soaked twat.

She greeted the first stabs of pleasure with a groan of shame. How could she possibly be horny again? Mel had screwed her almost senseless, making her come again and again, yet she found herself responding to Kris smaller cock, to his stiff fast sawing and probing.

Little jabs of pleasure shot through Kay's crotch and soon became long drawn-out shivers of bliss that made her heated pussy cream heavily. Blushing beet-red, she tried to close her legs, to block the boys' obscene view of her gushing twat, but Kris held her thighs apart, and he was amazingly strong.

"Keep 'em open!" he snapped. "I want my buddies to see this fuck real good."

There was a chorus of sniggers, Rick's voice among them. He no doubt enjoyed the humiliation she was so obviously experiencing.