Norma Egan - The naughty librarian

Kay nodded. She fully believed that in the strength of his lust he would kill her if she tried to stop him from raping her. She went limp beneath him, praying that whatever happened it wouldn't be too horrible. She really had little idea of what would happen. Bits of misinformation from girl friends, a hasty glance at a few books – this was all her sex education at the age of eighteen. She knew vaguely that, in bed, men did something unspeakably wicked to a woman's body. Now she was going to find out just what it was.

After making sure of her silent cooperation, Vic raised himself a little and tugged off her panties. Kay closed her eyes in shame. She knew what he saw – that thick triangle of fine black curls at the base of her belly.

Kay had always been ashamed of her pussy; it seemed so ugly to her. She had no idea that to Vic it was beautiful – a dainty, fluffy little snatch that matched the perfection of the rest of her body. Even in his haste to get his rocks off, he had to pause and pet her cunt mound, running his big fingers lightly, almost reverently, over the soft, clean curls of her raven-black muff. Then he hastily lowered his pants, freeing his achingly hard cock. It was at that moment that Kay opened her eyes to see what he was doing.

She gawked. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help it. She'd seen little boys naked before, but this was entirely different!

Vic had a patch of curly dark hair at the base of his belly, and out of it protruded a cock that was big and hard and frightening. The pale skin was stretched taut, showing up a network of tiny blue veins. At the tip of his prick, the flesh was rosy and slitted, ending in a bulbous knob. His cock looked ugly and menacing to Kay.

Not only that, but beneath his prick hung two fleshy bags lightly covered with dark hair, and these were even uglier. She didn't know what balls were or what they were for. She only knew that she was frightened.

Kay trembled, wanted to scream – but she remembered Vic's threat and forced herself to remain still and silent.

Vic noticed her terror and chuckled harshly. "Don't be afraid, baby," he sneered. "It's gonna be fun. Lots of fun. What's the matter? You a virgin?"

Kay nodded, pale and frightened. This was one term she fully understood. A virgin was a girl who had never been in bed with a man, never done that awful thing – whatever it was.

Vic's eyes widened in appreciation. "Damn!" he said. "What luck! I never popped a cherry before."

Kay didn't understand what he meant by that. As he lowered himself onto her body, she felt that strange hard organ of his touching her bare belly, and she closed her eyes in fright and humiliation. She just hoped that whatever he did, it would be over with fast. She trembled and whimpered and tried not to cry as he began to manipulate her body. He parted her long, shapely legs and edged himself between her silky thighs.

Vic poked his hard hot cock between her legs, blindly seeking the entrance to her virgin cunt. Kay didn't know what he was doing, except that it was very wicked. He was putting that ugly thing of his in her forbidden parts!

Kay felt the thick drooling head of his erect prick skating over the slick flesh of her tender pussylips, then finally wedging itself in the wet indentation of her virgin cunt-mouth. To her astonishment, she felt a sudden burst of pleasure, a melting sensation throughout her crotch. Why should such a wicked thing make her feel so good?

She didn't have time to debate the question. Suddenly an astonishing thing was happening. Vic was pushing his long hard organ inside her body! Kay gasped loudly as she felt it entering her cunt in a slow but steady thrust.

"Ssshhh," Vic whispered almost tenderly, his sweaty face buried in her hair. "Don't be too loud, baby. I know it hurts, but it always hurts a little the first time she gets fucked. Just let me get my cock in, and then I'll make it good for you, I promise."

Kay had no intention of screaming, no matter how much it hurt, for she remembered his threat to kill her. She couldn't understand the sudden softening of his voice. She didn't know why he wanted to do this thing to her, to poke part of himself inside her. She lay there and felt his thick cock slowly but inexorably pushing into her hole, and then there was pain, just as he'd predicted. Vic's cock seemed to come up against some barrier inside her pussy, and it hurt her when he pushed against it. He took a deep breath, then shoved as hard as he could, and Kay couldn't help crying out as he hurt something inside her pussy, and it hurt her when he pushed against it. He took a deep breath, then shoved as hard as he could, and Kay couldn't help crying out as he tore something inside her hole, giving her a sharp burst of pain. He gasped, too, and put his hand over her mouth.

"I know, I know," he whispered, with real tenderness this time. "I know it hurt. But it's over now. I'm in. Just relax. You'll like it."

And he was right. The pain was gone, and now all she felt was the delicious presence of his thick meat in her aroused cunt. She liked the sensation of being stuffed, filled, and probed. It sent heady bursts of pleasure all through her body, and again she felt her cunt pouring out hot cream.

Vic put his arms around her and began to move his cock in her hole, a quick, deep sawing motion that gave her incredible pleasure. In fact she'd never known that such pleasure was possible.

In the back of her mind Kay knew that what they were doing was wrong, but she couldn't quell the joy of her body. She found herself panting just like Vic, moaning and sighing just as he did. Her hips began to move in time to his, her crotch arching up to meet each deep, full thrust of his thick cock.

It felt wonderful.

"Ohhhh!" Kay heard herself moaning ecstatically. "Ohhhh, so good, so good…"

"Yeah, yeah!" Vic gasped. "It is good, ain't it, baby? Christ, it's good! So fuckin' tight and hot."

Kay suddenly shrieked as she felt her body rocked with an explosion of pleasure. It was so intense that she almost fainted. Helplessly she threw her long legs high in the air, and her lush body shook as if in convulsions. She felt a great burst of wetness deep in her cunt, heard Vic moaning hoarsely.

Time seemed to stop for a while as they lay panting in each other's arms, and Vic's cock grew soft and small inside her cunt. Then suddenly he sprang to his feet and pulled up his pants. Kay lay there gawking at him. He was sneering, almost gloating.

"Thanks a lot," he said. "It was a great fuck. Too bad I don't have more time for you."

And without another word, he turned and walked away. Kay saw him a few times after that at a distance, but he never spoke to her or tried to date her again. It was many years before she understood his behavior, and then her only consolation was that she hadn't gotten pregnant.

The man had used her, that was all, and she despised him for it. Yet she couldn't forget the pleasure he'd given her, pleasure unequalled by anything she'd known before or since.

Ten years later Miss Kay White, librarian, sat at her desk remembering the incident in vivid detail.

My God, she thought, what a fool I was. Why didn't I take advantage? Why didn't I have an affair with him? To be twenty-eight years old and only fucked once.

"Miss White?"

Kay blushed and snapped to attention. She'd been lost in her memories that first and only fuck, and hadn't even noticed her student assistant, Danny, standing beside her desk.

"Yes, Danny?" she said. "I'm sorry, I was daydreaming. What do you want?"

"I can't figure out where to shelve this book, Miss White," said the boy. "I know I should have the system down by now, but…"

Kay smiled graciously. "Oh, sometimes it's not so easy, Danny," she said. "Let's see the book."