Janet McCoy - Librarian with the hots

Delighted with his innocent response, Jane poised her mouth a couple of inches from his cock-head. She extended her tongue. Slowly and skillfully, she licked around the sensitive tip of his prick.

"Uuuuuuhhh!" Automatically his hands reached for the edges of his chair. His ass slid forward on the seat to bring his cock closer to the mouth of the beautiful, bold older woman. "Peels good," he whispered as he watched her purse her lips over his cock-head and suck on it much as if it were a ripe sweet plum.

"Tastes good, Tommy!" Her voice was hoarse and excited. "Tastes so good!" With a grunt of abandon, she slid her lips tautly clown the sides of his erect cock until the whole length was buried in her mouth. Then she pulled back on it. His cock shone with a glistening coating of her saliva. It looked like a thick fleshy popsicle.

Her first taste of the swollen cock only whetted Jane's appetite. As the rain pounded mercilessly on the library roof and windows, she bobbed her head up and down over the teen-ager's prick. Her tongue stabbed the stretched flesh in vulnerable places, drawing groans from deep in his throat. Her lips sucked eagerly along the whole stiff rod. His grunts of pleasure only increased her efforts. She was pretty sure this was the first time he had had his cock sucked. She wanted to make it an event to remember.

For just an instant she smiled up at him. "How does it feel, Tommy? Tell me! Am I doing it the way you like it?"

"Oooohhhh, gosh, yesssss, ma'am! No one's ever done this to me! It feels better than anything I've ever done in my whale life."

Jane was amused by his awed statement. Little did he know how many lusty experiences awaited him in the years ahead. His cock was only beginning to awaken to its erotic possibilities!

Still, she realized he would probably always keep a soft spot for the woman who had sucked his cock first. The idea gave her a strange sense of satisfaction. It was as if she were handing him a priceless gift – the same gift so many men had been giving her over the past weeks, the gift of pleasure.

Aware of the power of her position, Jane bobbed her mouth furiously over his stiff cock. She wanted him to be a different person when she had finished sucking his prick to distraction. He would know a little more about himself and his value in the world. He would know that, when things went bad, there was always this flowing urgent place to return to.

She fondled his balls while her mouth worked gymnastic wonders on his penis. His grunts grew more and more earthy. She was already impressed by how long the inexperienced teen-ager had managed to hold out against her skilled assault. But she sensed it wouldn't be much longer before he filled her mouth with sweet streams of his hot jism.

Her first virgin!

Tommy's fingers clutched the librarian's blonde hair as he grew steadily more overwhelmed by the intensity of the woman's efforts. He threw his head back and howled out his pleasure. "Oh ma'am… ooooohhhh! It feels sooooooo… Oh Christ!"

He began to pump thick hot juices into her mouth. She swallowed hungrily, wrapping her tongue around his cock-head to be sure not to lose a drop.

She looked up at the happy dazed stupor on his face. "Your cum tastes so sweet, Tommy."

"Thank you for that, ma'am."

His politeness, even under such wrenching conditions, touched her. "My pleasure, Tommy. And just call me Miss Friesen."

He grinned. "Right, Miss Friesen, Jane had dedicated another sacrifice to Miss Doober's library." She wagged her ass saucily as she went back to her post at the counter. "What a beautiful day it is!" she called to Tommy across the room.

"From now on, Miss Friesen, rainy days are my favorites."

Miss Doober had been watching Jane Friesen closely for some time now. She was disappointed in the changes that had taken place in the blonde over the past months.

When Jane had first come to the library, she reminded Miss Doober of a young version of herself – quiet, pretty, determined to remain out of touch with the impurities of the world. She would have sworn Jane was a virgin and likely to remain so for some time. Miss Doober liked having the younger woman around her when she was working. Her fine round breasts, her firm ass-cheeks gave the head librarian a rush of feeling each time she observed them. One day, she hoped, her protege might be ready to learn of the austere pleasures of the flesh which Miss Doober liked to indulge in. In her own uptight way, Miss Doober had the hots for Jane.

Then had come the telltale signs. Jane began to flirt more with men. Her clothing became less conservative, more sexy. She began to wriggle her ass provocatively when she walked. All these signs told Miss Doober that Jane was screwing… and probably a lot. She suppressed the pangs of jealousy that seized her. She turned them into cold contempt for the girl.

Still she could not take her mind off Jane. Though she was barely civil to her on the job, she was terrified lest she might leave her job and go on to something more exciting. It would break the older woman's heart to see her go. Nothing, and certainly no person, had been so important to Miss Doober for a long, long time.

One night, on impulse, she went back to the library after closing time. She wasn't sure what she expected to find, if anything, but she was curious to see Jane on the job by herself.

Miss Doober let herself quietly into the library. By instinct, she hid herself behind a row of books to case the joint. Something told her something was wrong.

"Oooooohhh! Yes, darling! That's the way!"

The woman couldn't believe her ears. There was no mistaking that what she was hearing was raw passion. She peeked through a gap in the rows of books. What she saw sent goosebumps galloping up and down her spine. Her cunt throbbed inside her panties.

Jane Friesen was lying naked on her back on top of one of the worktables. Her knees were drawn up. Her cunt was wide open to the boy who was sitting on a chair in front of her, licking her pussy with feverish abandon. Her firm round breasts heaved on top of her chest. Her blonde head rocked crazily from side to side as she moaned with pleasure.

"Oooooohhh, Tommy! Are you sure you've never done this before, darling? You're doing such a wonderful job!"

Her compliment seemed to act like spurs on the laboring youth. His fingers held her pussy-lips wide open. His tongue worked fiendishly up and down the moist pink lips. Miss Doober could see him stabbing his tongue-tip again and again deep into her cunt. Imagining what his attentions must fool like made her own cunt throb for a dose of the same. The older woman was strict with herself. She didn't permit herself to jack off more than once a week. And she had just taken this week's turn two days ago. She refused to indulge herself. And she refused mentally to condone her employee's obscene behavior.

But physically it was another story. Her whole body was shaking. She had never witnessed such depraved abandon first-hand. Despite her conscience, her body craved what she was seeing when she knew she should be chasing the sinners out of her precious library, she could only hide and watch. She simply could not tear herself away.

The blonde was growing more and more aroused by the tonguing the youth was giving her vulnerable pussy. She ground her cunt against his face, forcing him to lick her deep. Miss Doober watched her naked ass-cheeks rise and fall, rise and fall from the library table. Despite the anger rising inside her against her shameless employee, she could not help admiring her naked perfection. Her body was everything she had imagined and more. It was so smooth and rich in its contours. Unconsciously, she placed a hand over her cunt-mound and squeezed. The response that ravaged her frustrated loins almost made her pass out.