Mark Smith - Turned on librarian

But she took it all.

Not one drop escaped from the full, sensuous lips that were wrapped so firmly around his shuddering tool. She took him all in, licking and gobbling greedily as the cum continued to flow out of his cock.

Finally the wrenching, driving spasms stopped, but still Beth kept her mouth on his shrinking cock, licking and sucking until every single drop was gone from his red, sensitive prick.

Only then did she disengage herself from him. She looked up, and when she smiled the cum that still covered her teeth and lingered inside her mouth glistened brightly in the dim light of the silent room.

There was only one problem.

Doug was finished, all right, but Beth was like a bitch in heat. She was ready for anything.

Wildly she looked around the room, her green eyes ablaze with the passion that was flying through her. Then suddenly she seemed to remember herself.

The passion was still there, but she was now in control and she knew how to use it.

Still straddling Doug, who hadn't moved since his climax, Beth leaned back, spreading her legs so that her drippy, runny cunt was visible to anybody who wanted to see her.

Then she looked around the mom.

The crowd had thinned out somewhat. Most of the women were no longer in the room. Through the haze that clouded everything Beth realized that they were probably in one or another of the bedrooms by now with whomever they had found for a partner.

But there were still plenty of men in the room.

And men was what she wanted.

There were five that she could see, and every one of them was looking hungrily at her hot, slick body.

"Fuck me," she whispered, to no one in particular. It didn't matter who, at this point, and she was ready for them all. One at a time or all at once; it didn't matter. Nothing mattered but getting a cock inside her cunt.

Any cock.

A man came forward.

He was big, burly. She remembered him being introduced to her as Jim Howard. It was obvious that he was as hot as she was, and as he came forward he practically ripped his clothes from his body in the fever that had come over him.

But Beth was ready for him.

Quickly she climbed off of Doug and moved a few feet away on the thick, plush carpet.

By now he was practically on her, but it didn't matter. Nothing mattered as she spread her legs and let him plow into her except getting every inch of his big, hungry cock into her wet pussy.

And it didn't take long for just that to happen.

"Aaaagggghhhh!" she groaned as he impaled her, his shaft plunging into the wetness of her cunt with a force that knocked the breath from her.

And it was only the beginning.

With the silent violence that was almost overwhelming, Jim smashed into the lush pussy of the woman who had just sucked off Doug like a pro.

In and out, in and out his cock flew, spearing her deeply with each thrust, then pulling almost all the way out before crashing back inside her warm, willing cunt once again.

"Oooohhh…" she gasped, wrapping her legs around his back, "yessss… yessss… fuck me… fuck me hard…"

Beth was beside herself now; there was nothing she could do about it. Every sensation that was running through her body was driving her wild. Her cunt was pulsing crazily with each thrust, and she knew that she was going to come quickly.

Wriggling and writhing, driving her cunt up to meet each of his thrusts, smashing against him as if there was nothing else in the world other than his cock and her cunt, Beth drove for the release that she could feel coming.

"Aaaarrrrgggghhhh! I'm coming coming…" she moaned just as his cock exploded, shattering into a million-pieces inside her hot cunt as his sticky jism smashed into her.

"Yessss…" she whispered, grinding up against his shrinking tool, feeling his sloppy cum run out of her cunt and down the insides of her legs.

It had been fantastic.

Relaxing now, Beth slipped back onto the carpet, closing her eyes in the aftermath of her orgasm.

But she was to have no rest.

Almost before her eyes had closed she felt Jim pull out of her and move away. She was about to complain when she saw another man coming forward, his erect cock poised and ready to plunge into her cum-filled pussy.

The evening had just begun.

Without foo much reluctance, Beth resigned herself to her fate.

Lisa was nervous as she left the apartment, and as she and Dave walked through the central plaza of the complex she didn't say anything. Her mind was racing, though, because she knew that she was going to have to make some kind of decision soon as to whether or not she was going to leave the party with Dave or wait for Beth.

"You don't seem like most of Beth's friends," Dave said quietly as they neared the pool, its lights making the water shine bright blue.

"What do you mean?" she asked, stopping beneath a light at the edge of the water. Dave certainly seemed like a nice person; not hard or cold at all. Still, she felt nervous.

"Well, I don't exactly know how to put it; I guess it's just that most of her friends are, well…"

"Never mind," she cut in hastily, "I think I know what you mean."

For some reason Lisa felt herself beginning to relax after this had been said, as if somehow things were going to be all right because he didn't think she was like Beth. But something was beginning to bother her in a different way, something that, she could only vaguely understand.

In some ways she did want to be like Beth. She wanted to be a sensuous person. She just didn't want to flaunt it quite the way that Beth did. So being told that she wasn't like Beth caused her to have a mixed reaction.

Still, the comment did put her more at ease with Dave, and when once again after about fifteen minutes he asked if she wanted to leave, she agreed to go with him.

In his car Lisa could feel excitement begin to rise within her as she realized that he was taking her back to his own apartment. The thought crossed her mind that she should protest, but something else made her remain quiet.

"Here we are," he said, pulling up in front of a small, modern house.

"You live here?"

"For about two more days," he replied, looking at her with a curious expression.

"What happens then?" she asked, suddenly not sure she wanted to know the answer.

"I'm moving." There was a short, empty silence after he spoke.

"Not just across town, I take it," Lisa said, trying to keep her voice light. Why should I care? she asked herself, knowing at the same time that for some reason she did care.

"No, not just across town."

Lisa had a few minutes alone while Dave fixed her a drink, and during that time she managed to come to terms with what was on her mind. Maybe it would be better this way, she thought, since there would be no entanglements afterwards.

Afterwards?

It shocked her to realize that she had already made up her mind. She was going to lose her virginity here, tonight. No more waiting.

Dave came back with the drink, and for a while they listened to music in silence. The living room was fairly small, but it was comfortable, and the couch was extremely large and wide. Probably for just this purpose, Lisa mused to herself, taking a long pull from her drink.

Between the three daiquiris she had had at the party and the drink she was having now, Lisa was becoming marginally drunk. Not enough to lose control, but more than enough to help her lose some of her inhibitions. In fact, by the time she finished the drink he had given her and had started on a second, she was feeling positively aggressive.

He hadn't touched her yet, but Lisa could tell that he was waiting for the right moment. She decided to help him out.

"Dave," she said after another large gulp from her drink, "I have a question for you."