Norma Egan - The naughty librarian

Rick and Mel had hidden in the library stacks after closing time, intending to rip off some books which they could later sell in the city. This was a practice of theirs whenever they were short of cash, though they had a million other moneymaking schemes, too. The library had seemed convenient today, and Rick was very glad they'd decided on it. They'd heard the odd exchange of words between Miss White and Danny, her helper, and the muffled sounds of scuffling.

Sneaking up to investigate, they'd found Miss White and Danny on the floor, the guy clumsily trying to unbutton her blouse. That was fun enough, but now Rick's mind was really blown.

Miss White had unzipped the guy's pants and started pumping his cock!

Rick could barely contain his glee. He watched eagerly, waiting to see just how far this off-beat coupling would go.

At eighteen and a senior, Rick was a poor student, a trouble-maker, and the leader of a very small "gang" consisting of himself, Mel, and two other boys, Kris and Terry. So far their activities had consisted of petty theft and vandalism, but Rick was always ready for bigger and better things. The scene between Miss White and Danny was giving him ideas. The gang's activities lacked one important ingredient – sex.

No one looking at Rick would have believed that he lacked female companionship. Almost six feet tall, broad-shouldered, and with darkly handsome features, he could have been an athlete if he hadn't been too lazy to turn out for sports. He could have been very popular with the girls, if he hadn't been too lazy to follow the normal routines of dating.

But Rick was a rebel and a renegade, and he refused to flatter and coax girls. He saw only one use for them – balling – and he took what he wanted. So far he'd half raped a number of intimidated girls, but he was bored with their immature bodies and their lack of response. He wanted to fuck a real woman – a woman like Miss Kay White. Now he watched hungrily as she pumped Danny's stiff dick. Man, what he wouldn't give to be in that guy's place.

Mel, his partner and chief toady, stood beside him, pink-faced and gawking, just as excited as he was. Only Mel, poor bastard, didn't have a lot going for him. His flesh was wormy-white, his body plump and unappealing, his hair a bleached-out whitish color, plus he had all the brains and poise of a codfish. Mel was seventeen, a loser, and he was never going to get any better. Rick simultaneously pitied and despised him, but he needed him. Mel had never let him down yet.

"Jesus," Mel whispered, clutching Rick's arm, "can you believe this? Look at that cunt go!" Between the rows of books they could see Miss White's busy hand pumping Danny's rigid cock till it drooled thick cream.

Rick grinned and shook his head. "Naw, I can't believe it. But it's giving me an idea."

"What?" Mel said eagerly. He was always ready for any schemes his leader might propose.

"Tell you in a minute," said Rick. "Let's wait and see what happens here."

Danny at last succeeded in getting Kay's blouse unbuttoned, and, after a struggle, her bra. With trembling hands he pushed the contraption up over her enormous, heaving tits.

He simply couldn't believe those tits of hers – as big as his head, yet perfectly shaped, full and firm. Moaning, he buried his face against the huge, quivering jugs and began to kiss them. All the while Miss White went on pumping his cock in her warm soft fingers, sending sharp bursts of pleasure through his loins.

Danny very much wanted to come, right in her hand, but he forced himself to hold out. He wanted to fuck her again. He wanted more than anything in the world to repeat yesterday's experience, to feel his achingly horny dick enveloped in the clinging hot, wet flesh of her cunt.

Kay found it very hard to make the boy come. It seemed as if she'd been pumping his rigid prick for hours, and her hand was sticky with his pre-cum, yet he still held out. Seeking some other kind of stimulus, she slipped his jeans down over his hips and released his balls.

His nuts were covered with brown hair, and as she cupped them in her free hand, her pussy grew hot with excitement. She felt scalding cream seeping from her cunt, a melting feeling in her belly, but again she told herself sternly to forget about fucking him. She was going to jack the boy off, then go home – out of the way of temptation.

Cupping his balls gently in her hot palm, Kay began to squeeze his nuts rhythmically, while with her other hand she went on swiftly pumping his straining stiff prick.

Danny moaned hoarsely and writhed with pleasure, but still he did not shoot his load. He went on kissing her great hot tits, and his hands fumbled feverishly over her beautiful mature body, exploring and caressing every curve.

Kay felt his sweaty, eager fingers on her leg, tickling up under her skirt, but she did nothing to stop him. If feeling her up got him excited, all the better. She'd make him pop his wad long before he could make a move to fuck her. She steadily pumped his hot balls and silky stiff cock.

Danny began to tremble as his exploring hand sneaked under Kay's skirt and moved steadily up her silky thigh. In his eagerness yesterday, he'd hardly gotten a chance to explore her cunt. He had a vague recollection of her dark, furry muff, of a gleaming gash of wet scarlet flesh, but that was all. He wanted to learn more. He wanted to know the warm, humid reality of sex, to feel and explore a real live cunt.

It was very hot between her thighs, and as he touched the lacy material of her panties, his fingers felt almost scalded. The crotch of her panties was wet with some sticky substance, just like the stuff that drooled out of his cock when he got horny.

Boldly Danny slipped a finger under the moist material of her panties and encountered slick, hot flesh. Her sticky, slippery slit was fringed by soft hairs, a mysterious realm of convoluted flesh and seeping hot juices.

Danny ran his finger swiftly back and forth in her humid gash but encountered nothing familiar except the bumpy pucker of her asshole. He ran his finger back along her slit again and felt it slide neatly into a hot, fleshy hole. Kay gasped and moaned.

This had to be her cunt!

Eager and curious, Danny thrust his finger as deep as he could into the nipping wet hole, and again Kay gasped and gave a hoarse moan of pleasure. With his finger fully inserted, he still didn't reach the end of her hot cunt sheath, but he was amazed at its tightness, its heat and wetness.

No wonder it had felt so good to stick his cock in there!

Kay was having a hard time keeping her cool. She had intended only to jack off the boy, to get his rocks off quickly, but he was making it difficult for her to ignore her own burning need for a fuck. It had been a mistake to let him put his hand up her skirt. He'd found her hungry little cunt all too quickly.

His finger probed eagerly inside her hole, like a miniature stiff cock, exciting her to horny moaning. Her cream spewed out of her snatch hotly, helplessly, wetting his hand and betraying her violent lust.

Oh, God, how she wanted to be fucked! Would it really be so awful if she let Danny screw her again? Would one more fuck really make that much difference? Feverishly, Kay pumped his hard I hot cock even faster. She had to make him come.

She had to save both of them from this bizarre and illicit involvement.

Pumping and probing his finger deeply in Kay's soaked twat, Danny felt the powerful muscular walls of her cunt responding to him, squeezing and nipping his finger, squirting out horny juices. Even this naive and inexperienced boy could tell that she wanted to fuck him, that she was dying to get laid.

Danny moved to mount her, but she kept a firm grip on his cock and balls, signaling that she wasn't ready yet. Danny sighed in desperation. If she went on playing with his prick like that, he was going to come prematurely and lose his chance to fuck her.