Janet McCoy - Librarian with the hots

As though his cock was feeding her and she were starving, she threw herself into the wanton spirit of her task. Her tongue, her lips, her cheeks found new ways to move and stab and suck and caress. Rick's moans of pleasure were her sole repayment for her zesty efforts. She, too, moaned around the filling presence in her mouth, letting him know how much she was enjoying him.

To her surprise, though her pussy was getting no attention at the moment, it throbbed in eager response to her lusty deed. Her tits too tingled as they bobbed up and down on her chest in rhythm to her sucking. Her whole body seemed to be responding to her experiment with abandoned zeal. Now, at last, Jane knew what brought women to lower themselves to sucking a man's cock. The thrill of enslaving herself to a cock this way was like nothing she had ever known or dreamed of.

Jane was beginning to realize just how much she had been missing in life by not indulging her sexuality. Freeing herself to the call of the senses was making her far mote alive than she had ever been. Now there was a purpose to it all. Pleasure! Was there anything better! She had never found anything to hold a candle to it. She knew that now. Now that her appetite was whetted, she wanted to drink deep of the joys of the flesh.

Rick would help her. She knew he would be there to help her learn about herself.

Rick was too enthralled by what the librarian was doing to him to do anything but grunt and smile. Miss Friesen really knew her way around a hard cock. Her lips nibbled him like he had never been nibbled before. The warm slick cavern of her mouth was the sweetest hide-out his cock had ever known, except for that tight pussy she had. The boy was glowing all over. The bottom had not fallen out of his life after all, when Miss Coke left. Heaven had sent him Miss Friesen to keep his spirits and his battery charged. "Whoo-ee!" he shouted and rocked her blonde head back and forth along his throbbing cock.

It seemed to Jane that Rick's prick was getting even longer and harder as she sucked. She realized then that the natural outcome of this union was a mouthful of gushing white cum. Though the idea frightened her just a little, she wanted it. She wanted to drink deep of his foamy sex-shake. She swirled her tongue around his penis with a new determination. She was going to make him give it to her. The rushing sense of power that made her cunt flare under her skirt inspired her delirium.

"Oooohh, yeah! Jeez, Miss Friesen, you sure can suck a good cock! Shit, I'm not going to be able to take much more of this!"

That was exactly what Jane wanted to hear. Her ass squirmed with uncontrolled energy as she achieved a fever-peak of effort. She wanted him to come in her mouth!

Her supreme effort of willpower gave her what she was after. She had to struggle to keep up with the hot gushes of juice that flooded her mouth.

"Shit, Miss Friesen! I'm coming! Swallow it for me! Yeah-h-h!"

A glazy smile idled across Rick's features as he sank safely into the afterglow of release. His cock still tinged with the intensity of her work. He was pretty sure he'd never be the same again.

"You're not unhappy this time, are you, Miss Friesen?" he asked her.

"No, Rick. It would be perverse to be unhappy about something so nice." She still crouched on the rug, now with him next to her. They cuddled like tired puppies. They were both sorry that he had to leave right away. But Jane understood.

She was glad she didn't have to go out. The experience had been an exhausting one for Jane. More than the pleasure, there was the new knowledge she had gained. She realized now she could no longer deny herself such a delicious part of life. She wanted pleasure, all she could get.

Rick left her on the couch, half naked. Her breasts peeked out of the folds of her blouse. He kissed the tip of each nipple before tiptoeing out.

The same quality in Larry that made him a good accountant made him a good private eye. He was thorough.

Though he had been furious with Jane the night she ran out on him, just as he was ready to screw her, he was not about to forget the sexy blonde. She had become more of an attraction to him now than she would ever have been if she had given in on their first date. That was what he had expected, but the way things had turned out intrigued him.

He was pretty sure she wasn't just being a cock-tease. She had really been frightened of his hard cock and his overwhelming passion. That knowledge enabled the young man to hold onto his pride, even though that night she had left him nothing to hold but his own aching cock.

He was willing to give her a second chance. Only this time he was going to go about it more smoothly. He stayed away from the library, using a friend as agent for any books he wanted. Larry feared that seeing him again so soon after her shame would only set her harder against him.

Eventually he hit upon the idea of doing a little research. He waited for Rick Morris to come out of the high school one day. He and Rick knew each other vaguely, from the library. Larry had figured out that the kid was screwing Cathy Coke at the same time he was. He hadn't minded. He figured there was enough to go around. So he had said nothing to Cathy or to Rick.

The boy looked surprised to see him, but he responded quickly to Larry's friendly invitation to a couple of beers. Larry waited until the boy had had a few before getting down to what he wanted to know.

Rick gave him his lead. "Don't see you around the library any more."

"Naw. What's the point, now that good old Cathy isn't there any more?"

Rick's face went serious. "You mean… Miss Coke?"

"The same. Sexiest woman I ever knew. Man, she and I had some great nights in the old library." He was leery of Rick's growing frown, but he thought he knew how to get rid of it. "I noticed you were getting your own in there, too. The lights were burning late more often than just for me. I've got to hand it to you, Rick. At your age, I would never have had the nerve to tackle a woman like Cathy."

Despite himself, Rick found a proud grin replacing his frown. He hadn't known Miss Coke was making love to any other guys. "Yeah, she was really hot! I missed her pretty bad for a while!"

"Found someone to replace her, eh?" was Larry's immediate reply. He was hoping the tipsy teen-ager would let something out.

"Yeah, old Miss Doober sure knows how to hire them!" Almost at once, Rick realized the mistake he had made. Obviously, Larry was not sharing his action with Miss Friesen. He'd have liked to keep it that way. He started to talk quickly, to change the subject.

Larry had learned what he wanted to know. Sly bitch! He grinned to himself as he nodded in response to Rick's drunken prattle. So she does go for it after all! I'll have to see what was wrong with my cock that this punk kid gets it and I don't!

The young accounting student didn't waste any time. While his blood was still up, he went to pay Miss Friesen a visit. It was close to ten p.m. when he arrived at her apartment. She didn't answer the door until he had rung three times.

She was in her nightgown, and she was very surprised to see Larry. She staggered back, mouth open, as he barged his way in and closed the door behind him. "Larry!" At last, she realized that she was on home ground, and he was invading it. "What do you think you're doing? Get out!" She pointed at the door.

To her dismay, she realized her words were slurred. She had been planning to play with herself tonight, and she had had three martinis to put herself in the mood. She found her clit was much more sensitive when she was tipsy.

He caught hold of both her arms as she motioned him out. He pulled her close and leered down at the ripe swells of her tits bulging from her satin-and-ribbon nightgown. "What's the matter, Janie? Don't you remember? You and me have got some unfinished business!"