Norma Egan - The naughty librarian

"Oh, wow, Miss White!" Danny sighed. "That was fantastic. I'll never forget it. I-I guess you know I'm crazy about you."

"Ssshhh," said Kay gently. "There's no need to talk, Danny. In fact it's very late. Perhaps you'd better go home."

"But I'll see you tomorrow, won't I?" he said meaningfully.

"Of course," said Kay. "Now run along."

Her cunt was sated – at least temporarily – and now the terrible guilt and remorse set in. She managed to remain quiet till the boy left, but then she burst into tears of shame. She had risked everything – her job, her reputation, her self-respect – for a fuck. She had seduced an innocent boy.

"My God!" she wept. "What have I done?"

But she knew very well what she had done, and she know she would do it again. If not with Danny, then surely with someone else. Anyone else. Her body had tasted the wild pleasures of fucking, and she couldn't bear to deny herself again.

Even a night's sleep did not erase the guilt from Kay's mind, and the next day when Danny reported for his shift at the library, she tried to avoid him. She might be some sort of sex fiend herself, but she didn't intend to make Danny into one. If she couldn't control her lusts, she decided, she must pick someone else to fuck.

She reckoned without Danny's passion for her, however. The boy kept following her around with a moony expression on his face, letting her know plainly that he was hurt and bewildered by her distance.

Kay was ashamed to look him in the eye. She remembered all too well the ludicrous thing she'd done yesterday – stripping in front of him, spreading her legs for him, begging him to fuck her. A respected high-school librarian, a woman almost thirty years old, had seduced her student helper and taken his virginity.

Kay wondered what madness had possessed her – though she knew very well that that madness would come over her again and again till she had slaked her need for sex. She simply had to find a more suitable partner to fuck than Danny, that was all. But where in the tiny town of Ferndale would she find a lover her own age? All the men were married or, if bachelors, repugnant.

Bitterly she thought, Maybe I ought to advertise in the newspaper: "Horny spinster wants to get laid regularly. Good wages."

Finally classes were dismissed for the day, and she and Danny were left alone in the library for another hour's work. As soon as the last student left the room, Danny hurried up to Kay, an anxious expression on his handsome face.

"Miss White," he said, "what's the matter? Are you angry with me? You haven't spoken to me all day."

"No, Danny," Kay sighed, "I'm not angry with you. It's just that I want you to understand that we can never again do – what we did yesterday. I must have been crazy. It was wrong and dangerous, and it mustn't happen again."

The boy looked stricken. "It wasn't dangerous, Miss White," he said. "There was no one here but us, and I'd never fink on you – never! And I sure don't understand what was wrong about it. I thought it was beautiful."

Kay got up from her desk, gathered her purse and coat, and headed for the door. "I'm not going to argue about it, Danny," she said firmly. "It's just not going to happen again, that's all. I'll see you tomorrow. Please lock up when you leave."

"NO!" the boy shouted.

Before Kay quite realized what was happening, Danny ran to her and embraced her, knocking her purse and coat from her hands. He was surprisingly strong and he almost squeezed the breath out of her in his enthusiasm.

Kay felt her big swelling tits crushed against his hard chest, then his hot eager mouth pressing hard against hers. She whimpered and tried to back away, but she only came up against a wall, where Danny pinned her and went on kissing her passionately. Kay didn't want to hurt him, so she submitted, waiting for him to break the kiss.

When at last he did, she said quickly, "Danny, if you really do care about me, you won't force me to do something I don't want to do. I don't want to be involved with you. Please let me go."

"I don't believe that!" he said urgently. "You wanted me yesterday, and I bet you want me today. You've just got some phony notions about morality, that's all. You think it's wrong. But it's not, Miss White – it's right! It's so right…"

Again he jammed his mouth on hers, kissing her so hard that he bent her head back. Kay felt dizzy and confused. Danny's eager hands roamed her lush body as he kissed her, fondling and exploring her big heaving tits, her tiny waist, and the soft rounds of her asscheeks.

Never had Kay been passionately caressed by a man, or fucked. It was a new experience for her, and she found herself warming to it. She knew she had a beautiful healthy body and that it had been wasted – shamefully wasted through years of ignorance and loneliness.

Why waste it any longer? Why not let someone enjoy it, even this clumsy, inexperienced boy? Why not enjoy it herself? She wasn't getting any younger, and it might be her last chance.

"Oh, Christ!" Danny moaned, kissing her face and neck now. "Let's lie down. I want to feel you, touch you."

In her dizzy confusion, Kay allowed the panting boy to ease her down onto the floor. She still felt that it was wrong to fuck her student helper, but another part of her was thinking, My God, what difference does it make? I've already fucked him once! Kay's mind was torn between conscience and lust.

Danny lay down close beside her, cast her a passionate look, and began to unbutton her blouse. His hands were shaking, fumbling, but Kay noticed that the crotch of his jeans was sharply tented with a fierce hard-on. He might seem nervous, but he was definitely horny and determined to screw her.

What to do? It seemed just too awful to fuck the boy on the library floor, yet Danny wasn't going to quit until he got his rocks off. Perhaps she could satisfy him short of actually fucking him. That would give her a chance to get away and think.

Desperately she tugged at the zipper of his jeans. Danny cast her a delighted glance, no doubt thinking she was so eager to ball that she had to get at his cock right away. She let him go on unbuttoning her blouse – at the fumbling rate he was going, it would take him an hour – and concentrated on the business at hand.

Kay didn't think it would take long to jack the boy off, not in his state of excitement. She tugged down his zipper and opened his jeans, and out popped his straining erect dick, pale and stiff and blue-veined.

Kay closed her hand around the boy's cock, and Danny flinched with pleasure and sighed deeply. She began to run her curled fingers up and down the hot, rigid tool, trying to hand-fuck him into a quick come. His cock-flesh was wonderfully silky and smooth, a delight to touch. Kay felt a tingle of hot excitement in her pussy, but she sternly told herself to forget about fucking. This boy was not for her.

"Oh, Miss White, that feels so good," Danny sighed. "I'm so glad you changed your mind."

He writhed blissfully beside her as Kay went on pumping his bloated prick in her warm swift hand. She noticed that the slitted mouth at the tip of his cock began to ooze clear warm juice, and she smeared it all over his stiff dick to make her pumping slicker and faster.

"Oh, Jesus, yes!" Danny moaned. "Keep doing that!"

"I will, darling," Kay purred, "I will."

Rick could barely keep from sniggering. He started to, in fact, a couple of times, but his buddy Mel clapped a hand over his mouth and signaled him to be quiet. Mel was right, of course. They sure as hell didn't want to spoil a show like this.

Miss Kay White, the cool and distant librarian with the biggest tits in the world, making it with a student – man, it was just too much!