Nick Eastwood - Hot bed librarian

The old man had told Jodie she was a nymphomaniac, and maybe he was right, Jodie thought. She only knew that she couldn't control herself once a man turned her on. Her lusts had to be satisfied, or she went out of her mind with frustration. And today she had proved it all again.

She couldn't go on being a prim, sexless old maid. She had to have sex, every day. It was right there waiting for her, too, because nearly every male student at Valley High wanted into her pants.

Jodie decided to give them what they wanted. But she'd be a lot, more careful than the last time.

The next day at work she got the usual looks, boys sneaking longing glances at, her over the top of their books. Jodie knew she could have had any one of two dozen boys. It was just a matter of making up her mind which one she wanted.

That didn't take long. The cutest kid in the room was Randy Lake, a flirtatious, dark-eyed hunk who was giving her the boldest looks of all. Randy was a little on the short side, but husky and well-muscled, and he obviously knew what to do round girls. For her first student conquest, Jodie didn't want to have to teach anybody the ropes. Randy looked ideal in every respect.

She waited for exactly the right moment. Finally it came. All the other students had their eyes on their books, and her student helpers were looking the other way. Randy was looking at her suggestively. Jodie looked right at him, darted out her tongue, and ran it in a circle around her lips, slowly and sensuously.

She watched the kid turn pink. She was pretty sure his cock was going hard under the table. His eyes got huge. No doubt, Jodie thought, he was wondering if he'd just hallucinated.

Jodie left the main desk and started walking into the stacks. She looked back over her shoulder at Randy, who was still staring at her, and held his gaze just a moment too long to be polite. Then she disappeared into the stacks, hoping the kid had gotten the message to follow her.

She strolled down the main aisle, giving him a chance to follow and see her, then turned in at the math section where hardly anybody ever went. The books there were always dusty. She walked to the end of the aisle, leaned back against the wall, and waited. In just a few moments, Randy ducked in after her, looking both nervous and eager.

"Come here, Randy!" Jodie said softly.

He walked up to her, his eyes darting up and dawn her nice, curvaceous body. Jodie noticed that the fly of his jeans was bulging. That obscene gesture with her tongue had done the job, Jodie thought. She was going to have lots of fun with the horny, teenaged boy.

"Randy," she said, sounding like a prim, spinster librarian, "I notice that you keep looking at me in a very naughty way. I think you're having dirty thoughts about me."

"Oh, no, Miss James!" Randy said quickly, his voice croaky with lust.

"I think you're lying, Randy," she said sternly, "and I'm going to prove it!"

She started unbuttoning her blouse. Randy's eyes got bigger and bigger as the prim-looking blonde opened her blouse and revealed her lacy see-through bra. The bra had a front catch, and she unsnapped it, letting the cups pop apart. Her gorgeous, round tits tumbled free of their confinement.

Randy leaned so close that Jodie could feel his hot breath on her sensitive tits. She barely suppressed a growl of excitement. She wasn't ready to reveal her lust yet. She wanted to go on playing with him for a while. She let him ogle the creamy-skinned globes of her tits and her rosy, lust-stiffened nipples.

"You'd like to play with my tits, wouldn't you, Randy?" she said. "Don't lie to me, now. I want the truth!"

"Yes, Miss James," the boy croaked, "I really would like to play with your tits!"

"I thought as much!" Jodie snapped. "You haven't been studying. You've been sitting there thinking dirty thoughts about me. You've been wanting to do this!"

She took his hands and set them on her hot, silky-skinned tits. Randy groaned and shivered. She squeezed his fingers around her tits and let her throbbing nipples dig into his palms. She looked clown and watched the bulge in his jeans get even bigger. Then she let go of his hands.

"Go ahead, young man, get it out of your system!" she said coolly.

"Oh, wow, Miss James, can I?" he cried delightedly.

Without waiting for an answer, he started squeezing and molding her pretty round tits. Jodie leaned back against the wall and struggled to go on looking like a sex-hating spinster, but it was getting harder and harder. She was creaming through her panties as the boy fondled her sensitive tits.

"Show me what else you've been wanting to do to me, Randy!" she ordered.

"You won't mind?" he asked hoarsely.

"I want to know everything that's been going through your mind," lactic said.

"Okay, here goes!" Randy replied, both eager and nervous.

He dipped his head down, stuck out his tongue, and started licking her pretty, red nipples. Jodie shuddered lustily and almost moaned. His hot, wet tongue felt deliciously sensuous on her tender, engorged nipples. Cream seeped from her aroused cunt and dripped through her panties, running down her legs.

Then he sucked her tits. He sucked one nipple until it was fully engorged and stiff, then did the same to her other nipple. By the time he finished, she was almost whimpering with need, and her thighs were soaked with her steaming pussy-juice. The bulge at the crotch of his jeans was obscene.

"I know that isn't all you've been wanting to do to me, Randy," she said, her voice a little husky now. "Go ahead, show me what else was on your mind."

"Oh, wow, Miss James, I'm afraid you'll get mad!" the boy said.

"I won't punish you," Jodie replied sternly, "not if you tell the truth!"

"Well, okay," he said nervously.

He lifted up her skirt and tucked it in at the waist, uncovering her lacy, bikini panties. Jodie could hear his harsh, excited breathing as he studied her swollen cunt-mound and the stray pussy-curls that peeked out the legbands of her panties. He grasped her panties and started inching them down.

His hands were shaking with excitement as he slowly uncovered her pretty, golden cunt bush. But he wasn't any more excited than the sex-starved, young librarian. She struggled not to whimper and moan with eagerness as he pulled her panties down to her feet, gently lifted one foot, then the other out of the dainty garment.

He stood up again and slipped his hand between her thighs, touching her scorching, wet pussy-flesh. Jodie couldn't suppress a lusty shiver as he began rubbing and petting her steamy pussy. And she couldn't help creaming into his hand. Her lust was rapidly reaching the boiling point, where she wouldn't be able to control it any longer.

"So this is the wickedness you've been thinking about!" she said hoarsely.

"This, and a lot of other things," Randy admitted, his voice as lusty as hers.

Jodie was thinking a lot of other thing, too, and she realized her self-control was just about shot. She had to remember to be careful. If she were caught one more time making out with a student, and the school checked on her past record, then her career, as a librarian would be over.

So with her last ounce of self-control, she vowed not to fuck the kid in the library. Somewhere else, maybe, but not here. It was just too risky. But she had to get some relief for the fire in her pussy-slit, something short of fucking.

"Randy," she said, "unfortunately, you've made me very hot. I need to get off! Will you help?"

"Oh, for sure, Miss James!" Randy said. "Then stick your finger in my cunt and fuck me with it!" she said.

Randy stared at her. He was wondering if he'd heard her right. The new librarian was known to everybody as an ice maiden, a prude, a sex-hater. But she was asking him to fuck her by sticking his finger in her cunt. He cleared his throat and spoke.