John Adams - The overdue librarian

Her pussy flashed with heat when she remembered that just the day before she had screwed Carl's son. The forbidden act of fucking a father and son made her moan and writhe with pleasure. She imagined fucking Carl while she sucked on Mark's delicious cock. Her hands pulled Carl's head down to meet her mouth. She sucked in his tongue and pretended it was Mark's hot cock.

"Oh God!" Carl groaned. "I can't hold it, baby! I'm going to come!" he gasped as his hot jizz blasted from his cock.

"Yes! Come on, baby! Give it to me! Give me your hot stuff!" Susan shouted when he shot.

"UNNNgghhhh! Shit! Goddddddd!" Carl groaned as his balls erupted and emptied their contents into her greedy, gulping cunt. His body shook and he cursed himself for not holding it longer. He felt like an inexperienced teen.

Susan wasn't quite ready to come, but she wasn't worried. She wanted to please him. The thought of sucking his cock up hard again made her smile as she milked his spurting prick with her tight pussy.

"I'm sorry, Susan," Carl whispered after he stopped shooting and lay cradled on her hot, sweaty body. "I guess it was just too exciting for me."

"Don't worry, lover. You'll be ready to go again in no time," she smiled as she kissed him. "Sit up."

He obeyed. Susan scrambled off the sofa and knelt on the floor between his legs.

"Woman! You never cease to amaze me," he moaned when her warm, wet lips closed over the head of his cock.

The confident woman worked diligently. Her hungry mouth sucked up and down the length of his hot prick. In a very short time she had worked the thick shaft back to a hot hardness. Her tongue tasted their mixed juices and her cunt burned in anticipation.

"Now it's my turn, lover," she smiled up at him when she sat back from her work.

Carl smiled at her as she turned and crouched on her hands and knees. Her round, hat ass waved temptingly before him as she knelt, waiting to be mounted.

"Get down here on the floor and fuck me, Carl!" she hissed as she looked back over her shoulder at him.

"Here I come, woman!" the man smiled as he dropped onto his knees behind her and grabbed her by the hips.

He placed his dick against the opening of her twat and rammed.

"Wooooowwwwww!" she howled with glee. "Beautiful, baby! Just beautiful," she shouted happily as his renewed hardness slashed into her primed pussy.

It didn't take long. Her cunt had already been stimulated close to the blasting point, and now his brutal rammings were driving her over the edge.

"Oh, baby! I feel it coming! I can feel it, Carl!" she began to moan at the first sensations.

"Yea, Susan! Came on, honey! Enjoy it!" he said while he plunged harder into her hole.

"Carl! It's happening! My God! It's wonderful! It's fantastic! Fuck me! Make me come! Shit! Ooooooohhhhh! I feel it! WAWWWHHH! FUUUCCCK!" she screamed deliriously while her body shook and her tits bounced around under her.

She vaguely heard him shout, and then she felt his second load shoot into her. The hot gobs splashed around in her hole, adding sparks to her violent explosion. Her head flew around in circles like a wild woman, and her ass shoved back hard to take as many thrusts as she could get before her orgasm finished. The blast was both mellow and wild at the same time. Carl Marshall had totally possessed her body.

He had to hold firmly to her hips as she bucked and writhed out her come. She groaned and shouted, too crazed to care if the cook or anyone else heard. Her eyes rolled back in her head and her teeth bit painfully into her lower lip. His cock rubbed deliciously across the inside of her clit. His fat nuts slapped noisily against her thighs. He had added a new dimension to her orgasm, and she couldn't quite decide what it was. The warmth which flowed through her cunt was unlike any she had ever known.

He continued to slide into her seething pussy for a long time, though the strongest part of her climax had passed. She was content to allow him to stroke her. She knew that she could remain in the same position forever, enjoying the sweet afterglow.

The sound of a car coming up the drive interrupted her thoughts.

"Damn!" Carl cursed. "Who the hell could that be?"

He eased his cock from her cunt with a wet sound.

"Christ!" he said as he pushed the curtain aside to look out the window. "It's Carol and Mark! Quick! Get dressed!"

The startled Susan jumped up and frantically searched for her clothing. They both dressed with amazing speed. The teen and his half-sister had fortunately not entered the house from the front. Perhaps they had stopped to talk to the cook, who would have also mentioned that a guest was staying for dinner. Their curiosity would bring them to the library soon.

"I didn't mean to be so abrupt, Susan," Carl said as he pulled on his coat.

"It's all right, Carl," she tried to smile, though she resented the harsh interruption of such a beautiful moment. "Do I look presentable?" she asked trying to fix her long hair with her fingers.

"Good enough to eat," he smiled when he took her in his arms and kissed her.

"You'd better not get me started again," she laughed in warning as her cunt flared from his contact. "Now let me do something with this tangled mess," she said, picking up her purse and searching for a comb.

Her hair was almost combed when the knock came.

"Dad?" Mark's voice came through the door.

"Come in, Mark!" Susan tensed at the thought of seeing Mark again. How was she going to handle the situation now that she had fucked both Mark and Carl?

"I've invited Miss Lawrence to have dinner with us tonight, Mark," Carl Marshall smiled as his surprised son came into the room.

Susan saw that Mark's eyes had trouble meeting her own. His embarrassment was understandable. He wouldn't want his father to suspect what had happened between them.

Carol Parker followed Mark into the room. Susan had no trouble defining the look in the pretty half-sister' eyes. Jealousy was written all over the blonde's face. It was obvious that the half-sister had ideas of her own about her step-father.

As Carl escorted her to the dining room Susan hoped the intimacy between them wasn't obvious, but she sensed that Carol suspected something.

The kiss was long and deep. Susan finally pushed Carl away with a gentle shove. "Hey! Didn't I tell you not to get me started again," she teased. "I have to get some sleep, you know."

"We could always go inside and take up where we left off," he smiled, and tried to kiss her again.

"Someone might see us out here, Carl. I really do have to go in now," Susan said, though she hated to end the night.

"Well, I guess there's always tomorrow," he said resignedly.

"And the day after," she winked. "Good night, Carl."

"Night, Susan," he said as she stepped inside.

Susan closed the door behind her and sighed. It had been an unexpectedly wonderful day. Dinner had been pleasant. Even the dagger-looks Carol had given her across the table had not spoiled things. Mark had been nervous but showed no sign of suspicion about what had happened in the library with his father.

As she undressed in the bedroom Susan tried to sort out her feelings for Carl Marshall. It had been more than just fucking with him. Feelings had surfaced that she hadn't felt since the night Brad had fucked her. It made her nervous and thrilled at the same time. Could she be falling in love with the handsome, wealthy man?

She didn't have time to consider the question. A sharp knock at her door stopped her thoughts. Sam? Will? Carl? Who could it be at such a late hour?

"Carol?" she was surprised to find the half-sister at her door.

"May I come in, Miss Lawrence?" Carol Parker said in a controlled voice.