Norma Egan - The naughty librarian

"Oh, no, you're not," said Rick.

Terry gawked at him. "Huh? Whaddaya mean, I ain't? I won the fuckin' toss!"

"That's right," said Rick, an evil leer on his swarthy face, "and you get her first, only you ain't gonna fuck her. She's gonna blow you, 'cause I don't like wet decks, remember?"

Terry considered this, then grinned and shrugged. "What the fuck! One hole's as good as another."

Kay wasn't nearly so complacent about Rick's idea. Blow him? Take his ugly, stubby cock into her mouth?

The idea of sucking off the boy repelled Kay. She thought of Terry snorting and panting over her, spewing his sticky jizz in her throat, and she almost gagged. She knew there was no point in protesting or arguing, though. Rick would have his way even if he had to kill her.

Kay shuddered as naked Terry rolled closer to embrace her, but she didn't move away. There was no escape from this new torture.

"You're gonna get a taste of cock, baby," Terry chuckled. "Think you'll like eatin' my meat?"

Kay glanced down at his erect prick. Like the rest of him, it was runty and ugly. Milky-pale skin, lightly freckled, on the short cock-shaft, and a blood-red knob that oozed tiny droplets of pre-cum. His balls were dull rose in color, wrinkled, sagging, and his crotch bush sported coarse red curls.

His whole being repelled Kay, but at least his cock was mercifully small. She should have no trouble getting it in her mouth, though she felt nauseated at the thought of sucking him off and drinking his spunk.

Terry was feverishly pawing and kissing her big heaving tits, but his friends were getting impatient.

"Come on, man!" said Rick. "Let's have some action! Why don't you give our dear school librarian some meat to eat?"

Terry laughed and clambered onto Kay's trembling body, straddling her chest. His bony little butt settled on the tender cushions of her mammoth tits. He used his sharp knees to pin her head and hold it in place. Kay didn't like that at all. She felt smothered and trapped. In vain she tried to shake her head free, and tears rolled down her dusky face.

"Please!" she whimpered. "I don't want to do this. Anything but this!"

"Aw, jism's good for you," Terry laughed harshly. "Give you lots of vitamins. Come on, now, open up like a good girl."

His friends laughed at Terry's "wit", but their amusement changed to impatience when Kay resolutely kept her lips tightly shut. She just couldn't bear to take that ugly little prick into her mouth. Rick approached, bending down to glare at her.

"Now, listen," he growled, "I told you before, if you don't do what we say, you get hurt. You wanta get hit again?" Weeping, Kay shook her head. "Then open up, dammit, and suck his cock!" Rick shouted.

Sobbing loudly now, Kay opened her lips a little, and Terry seized his erect, dribbling little cock and directed it towards her trembling mouth.

"Oh, nooooo!" Kay whined. "Please, no, nooo… Ummpphh!"

Her protests were stifled when Terry thrust his rigid little prick between her lips. Kay turned pale, and her eyes rolled wildly as she sought to fight off her nausea. She didn't want his sharp little cock in her mouth, sliding over her tongue, stuffing her so full she could hardly breathe – but it was there, and she couldn't do a thing about it.

"Now, start suckin'!" Terry hissed. "Suck that meat hard and fast, baby. Bring me off."

She had never been so humiliated in her life. Before the sniggering, gawking bunch of boys, she began to suck on Terry's hard pale dick, just like a baby sucks a bottle, in wet little slurping motions. She hated it, she wanted to bite his damned prick in half – but she knew better. She didn't want to be punished again.

Weeping, whimpering, Kay sucked steadily on Terry's stiff, vile-tasting cock, hoping he'd come quickly and spare her prolonged torture.

"Nice," sighed Terry, "real nice. You just keep on suckin', cunt. You'll learn to like the taste of cock."

The red-haired punk sat atop her heaving boobs, and his face soon became so flushed with horny enjoyment that she could hardly see his freckles.

His pale-blue eyes rolled aimlessly, and his pink wet tongue darted out to lick his lips. He moaned and sweated, sighed and began to move his skinny hips in time to her sucking motions. He started feeding his cock to her in quick jabs, much to her disgust.

Kay didn't like having his prick forced over her tongue, stretching her lips. The worst was yet to come, though. She had taken in perhaps half the length of his cock, but Terry wanted her to take it all.

Grunting lustily, he hunched forward and jammed the rest of his pale prick-shaft into her reluctant mouth, so that his wiry little balls scraped her chin. Again she almost gagged, for now the drooling head of his stiff little dick was right against her throat.

The other boys crowded in for a closer look.

"Hey, teach! That cock tastes pretty good, don't it?" Mel snickered.

Rick grinned sadistically at her, obviously overjoyed with her humiliation. Kris, the quiet and thoughtful one, intently studied the zipping white shaft of his buddy's cock as it flew in and out of her mouth, gleaming with her spit. She could tell he was getting off on that.

"Awww," whined Terry, "this is really good! Hot in there… Nice an' wet… Ohhhh, man, I think I'm gonna come!"

He ended on a shrill note, and suddenly his cock was flying in and out of her mouth with blinding speed. Kay tried to brace herself for the flood of his jism, but she wasn't quite fast enough. It caught her with her throat open, a sticky flood of vile stuff that almost choked her. She had to get rid of his spunk, couldn't stand it in her mouth. But his flying cock stuffed her lips, and she couldn't spit it out. Gagging, weeping desperately, she was forced to swallow the whole steamy load of his scum, while her audience crowed derisively. Terry sighed and crawled off her, his pale little dick limp and wet with her saliva.

"Man," he said, "she ate it all! Every bit of it."

"Sure, she did," Rick sneered. "Teacher loves cock. Let's give her some more. Kris – your turn."

"Oh, NO!" wailed Kay. "Please – not again!"

Sucking off Terry had been bad enough, but Kris' stiff cock was much larger. She gagged at the very thought of trying to take his dick in her mouth.

Kris seemed delighted with the idea, however. Flushing slightly in anticipation of her wet scalding mouth, he walked over and stood before her, his pale rod tautly hugging his tan belly.

"On your knees," he said. "Get on your knees and blow me."

There was some consolation. At least he wouldn't be sitting on her tits, crushing the breath out of her like Terry had done.

Weeping, Kay got to her knees before the handsome blond boy and lifted his stiff, milky-white rod. The cherry-red knob was fat and bulbous, and just a faint shine of juice appeared in the cum-slit. His cock was much nicer-looking than Terry's. Maybe sucking him off wouldn't be so bad…

"Hurry up, cunt!" Rick snapped. "Put my cock in your mouth."

Choking back her sobs, Kay brought his prick down with trembling hands and gently eased the glowing red knob between her reluctant lips. She managed to slide in about half his shaft before the hot, hard dick-head touched her throat. Kris sighed softly and grew a little flushed, but otherwise displayed no great emotion – that wasn't his style.

"Suck my cock," he whispered. "Make it good…"

Make it good? She didn't know how! She'd never blown anybody before, because the idea had always seemed repugnant to her. It still did. To suck a man's cock, swallow his jizz – it was awful, unthinkable, something done only by whores and depraved women. Yet she was doing it. The stately, dignified head librarian of Ferndale High was sucking this grinning juvenile delinquent's cock, like some hooker.