LINE UP FOR THE LIBRARIAN

CHAPTER ONE
Vickie had been reading a sexy novel all morning as she sat primly behind her desk, pretending to work. She could feel quivers between her legs and she rubbed her pussy tensely through her stylish skirt. When a shadow fell across her page and someone coughed to attract her attention, she scowled with annoyance.
"Yes, what is it?" she snapped, looking up at the intruder for the first time. She immediately regretted her harsh tone. Standing before her desk was a strikingly handsome young man in a tweed jacket. He had several books under his arm and was staring at her warmly.
"I need some help, I'm afraid. I've been looking for a certain book for over an hour and I've had no luck at all. Will you help me out?"
I'd love to help you out, Vickie said to herself, immediately blushing at her daring thoughts. "Of course, what is it you're looking for?"
He told her, and together they went off to explore the shelves in a remote corner of the library. She found what he was looking for with no problem, but in order to reach it she had to climb up a short ladder. When she turned toward him to show him the book, he was gazing at her oddly.
Vickie found herself examining him in return. He really was very attractive, with broad shoulders and wavy hair and a warm and sexy smile. His eyes were on a level with her crotch. When he reached up a hand to help her down, she grasped it tightly. Vickie herself was surprised at what happened next.
She took his hand and placed it squarely on her knee, just below where her skirt had risen on her thigh. She stared down at him strangely, her big blue eyes flashing behind her huge reading glasses. Then she moved one step down on the ladder, so that his palm moved several inches higher over her pantyhose.
What was she doing! Just what in hell was she doing! In her three years as a librarian, she'd never so much as been out on a date with any of the patrons, and suddenly she was inviting this good-looking young man to feel her up! It must be that damn book! Yes, that damn sexy book was making her all hot and bothered and she was getting herself in trouble. But his hand felt so good!
As if understanding her feelings, and without saying a word, the young man slid his hand slowly up Vickie's thigh, marveling at the smooth slender flesh. He kept his eyes glued to hers and didn't move. The only visible motion between them was the wriggling of her stylish skirt as his hand explored beneath it.
"Ohhh!" she gasped suddenly. His fingers had snaked between her legs and found the damp mound of her pussy. He was running his index finger up and down in the groove of her cunt, poking her through her panties and hose.
"Thank you for the book," he said matter-of-factly, taking the book from her clenched fist and placing it on the shelf opposite him. "I would never have found it without you."



"Oh, you'd have f-found it," she whispered, sitting down on a rung of the ladder and spreading her legs wide. The fingers on her cunt were driving her wild! She hadn't realized how horny she was!
He took a step closer to her, slid his fingers up and under the elastic top of her panties and hose. His hand rustled through her generous growth of crotch hair and dug deeper, into the warm wet slice of her cunt. He separated the damp lips of her slit and delved inside with his middle finger, wriggling it far up inside her pussy with one deft movement.
"Ohhh! Uhhh!" she groaned, her eyes closing with pleasure. She reached and encircled his shoulders, drawing him close to her and leaning most of her weight on him. Her legs spread wide under her skirt.
"You like that?" he whispered in her ear, his mouth nuzzling the side of her face. "You like my finger up your cunt?"
"Yes! Ohhh, God, yes!" she moaned, clinging tightly to him. "It feels so sweet! Go deeper! Shove it deeper! It feels so sweet!"
He glanced at her quickly, surprised at her enthusiasm. He pried her cuntlips apart and thrust his finger far past the second knuckle into her wet cunt. How strange it was for him to see a prim little librarian acting this way! Her dark-blue skirt and white blouse were so modest, in such good taste. Her blonde hair was tied up tightly in a roll at the side of her head. And she wore those huge, silly glasses! She looked so proper, so shy, the absolute picture of an efficient librarian.
Yet she was squatting low on the ladder, splaying her legs wide and welcoming his invading hand like a brazen whore. Her cunt was sucking at his finger, drawing him in, urging him deeper. A warm, syrupy juice was rolling down over his hand and forming a sticky pool in her panties. She was hungry and hot, there was no mistake. Who said librarians had to be boring! He made a promise to keep up on his reading in the future.
"Finger-fuck me! Finger-fuck me!" she pleaded, her voice hoarse with lust. "Dig your finger all the way up inside me! I love it! It feels so sweet!"
He began to plunge his finger in and out of her swampy cunt, swirling it about and spreading the hole as wide as he could for what he hoped would follow. Well why not? Why couldn't he fuck her right here in the library? This was a remote corner on the second floor. He'd seen no one up here in the twenty minutes he'd spent browsing. Who would find them up here? His cock began to stir in his pants.
"Go deep! Go as deep as you can!" she grunted, closing her eyes behind her big glasses. "Finger-fuck me deep! I love it!"
In and out, he drove his slick finger. Her cunt was so deep! He'd never reach bottom with his finger! He'd have to drill something else in there to even hope to fill her up! Nine inches of hard cock, how about that? Would that be enough to satisfy the little nympho?
"Two fingers! Try two fingers!" she begged, her tongue darting from one corner of her mouth to the other. "Shove two fingers up my cunt! I need more! I need more!"
He smiled. She was hot! She was so fucking hot! If he didn't fuck her soon, she wouldn't let him out of the place alive! He snaked a second finger into her pussy, and for good measure, a third, plunging them back and forth in her sopping cunt. Her panties were slowly filling up with cunt slime.
"Ohhh! Ohhh! Three of them! Three fucking fingers at the same time! I feel them! I feel them all! Ohhh, fuck!" she moaned, rolling her pretty head from side to side. She began to squirm crazily on the ladder, her legs jackknifing every which way over his pistoning fist.
Her cunt seemed to be melting around his digging fingers. The flesh was warm and wet to start with, but now it was heating up, growing hot, damn near steaming. He'd never known a woman to get this excited in so short a time. He thought back briefly to all the girls he'd gone out with over the years. They all took so long to warm up! This one was begging for a fuck in a matter of minutes! And she didn't even know him!
"Fist-fuck! Fist-fuck!" Vickie grunted, humping her ass up and down on his digging fingers. God, how good it felt! He was driving her out of her mind! She didn't want it to end! She wanted it to last forever!
"Want me to eat you?" he gasped suddenly, his arm growing tired from all the jacking back and forth. "Want me to rip off your panties and eat your sweet cunt?"
Vickie thought for a moment. Eat her! That meant put his mouth down there and lick her pussy! Ohhh God, how fantastic! Yes, she did! His hand was one thing, but just think of his mouth! It would feel unbelievable! She wouldn't be able to stand it!
"Yes!" she wheezed. "Please! Eat me! Eat my cunt! I want you to! I love it! Eat my cunt!"
His hand movements stopped suddenly and he was withdrawing his fingers. He grasped the tops of her hose and panties, tugged down roughly. There was a ripping sound and Vickie raised up her ass obligingly. Her panties and hose were quickly tangled in a tight roll around her thighs.
"Yes, take off my panties!" she encouraged, watching as he wriggled her hose farther and farther down her legs. He soon had them past her knees and off one foot.
He pushed up her skirt, rolled it up over her waist. Then he paused to study the lovely bristling mound of her cunt. He planted his palms on her golden-brown thighs, spread them apart, and stared at her hairy pussy. Her wet twat had split in a wide gash, showing him a deep pit full of bright pink tissue.
"Do you like it? Do you like my pussy?" she breathed, watching him nervously. She seemed genuinely curious as to his opinion.
"It's fucking gorgeous! It's a stunning piece of cunt!" he praised, still staring. He leaned forward, dug his fingers into her outer cuntlips, tugged them wide apart. Clear syrup gushed forth.
"Yes! Eat me! Eat my cunt!" she encouraged, glaring at him nervously. She clasped both hands to the crumpled roll of her skirt, her knuckles turning white with tension.
"What a cunt! What a gorgeous fucking cunt!" he raved. Then he was dipping his head, moving his mouth between her splayed thighs, planting a wet kiss on the split slice of her beaver. He began to lick up and down her creamy cunt.
"Ohhhh! Ohhhh!" she moaned, thrilling to the touch of his lips on her cunt. "So good! It feels so good! Lick it! Lick my cunt! Ohhhhh fuck!"
His tongue traced around the edges of her puffy cuntlips, scraping over the hair-lined flaps tenderly. Then he poked inside, whirling his tongue this way and that between her wet lips, prying them wider and wider apart. Her thick sticky cunt juice continued to slop down onto his chin and mouth. Her pussy hairs were damp and glistening.
"Ungh! I love it! Eat me! Eat me!" she whimpered softly. Her belly rippled with pleasure.
Her cunt was opening wide for him, by degrees, allowing his tongue to go as deep as he wished. He drove his tongue inside, drilling it far into her hole. When he drew back, he searched out her clit and sucked it between his lips hungrily.
"Oooooh fuck! Oooooh fuck!" she wailed, half out of her mind with lust. Her legs lifted up suddenly and wrapped around his head. Her ankles locked together over his shoulders.
He pried her cuntlips wide with his fingers and sucked tightly on her swollen clit, driving the poor girl crazy. Her lower body was writhing, threatening to tip her off the ladder. He tried to anchor her in place with his mouth.
"Your tongue feels so good! It's driving me mad! I love it! Ohhh fuck!" she grunted, holding the back of his neck and urging him onto her twitching pussy. Her eyes were clenched tight with lust.
He grunted, doing his best to breathe in the heated wetness of her pussy. His face was shining with her cunt sap. He had to stop soon. He couldn't keep this up. He'd suffocate if he didn't quit. Besides, his cock was growing hard as a rock in his pants. It was becoming uncomfortable.
"Eat my cunt! Eat my cunt!" she groaned, pulling him to her. "Stick that tongue all the way inside me! Ooooh fuck!"
He lifted up from her, unable to continue. But before she could complain, he was fumbling at his belt, unzipping his fly, dropping his pants to the floor. He thrust his shorts down his thighs and let his aching prick swing free. Then he was gripping his cock, pumping it up and down, preparing it for her hot cunt.
"Ohhhh! What are you doing! Ohhhh!" she complained, her brow furrowing. "Eat me! Eat my cunt! Please! Don't stop!"
He grasped her ankles, lifted them up and out in a wide arc that had her legs spread in an outrageous V in front of him. He bent her legs up, so that she was jackknifed up against the ladder, her, naked ass just caught on the one rung. Her cunt gleamed up at him invitingly. "I'm going to fuck you instead. I can't wait any longer. I hope that's all right with you, Miss Librarian, but even if it isn't, I'm going to do it anyway. You've got me so excited my balls are quaking!"
He slid forward with prick in hand, found the wet pit of her hole with his cockhead, pushed onwards slowly. Her pussy lips clung to his cock, squeezed lovingly over him, then wriggled shamelessly down along his shaft. One, two, three inches of steel-hard cock drove effortlessly into her cunt. Her pussy channel was soaking wet and warm.
"Oooooh! You're inside me! I can feel your cock going inside me!" she wailed, glaring at him with a wild light in her eyes. "It feels so fine! Oooooh, fuck! Shove it all the way in! Ram that lovely cock all the way up my cunt!"
He moved steadily forward. He drove more than half his prick up between her lush cuntlips. Then he clasped her tight ass cheeks and pulled her off the rung of the ladder. Her full weight was forced onto his soaring cock. His entire cock bulled into her willing twat. He pressed her back against the ladder, forcing her body into an obscene split.
"Oooooh! Oooooh!" she grunted, sweat gleaming on her lovely face.
For the first time they were up close and face to face. He marveled at how pretty she was. She had a pert, cute turned-up nose and the biggest grey-blue eyes. Her cheekbones were high and delicate and her mouth full and suggestive. What little make-up she wore she already smeared and smudged under all the sweat. Her complexion was flawless.
"So deep! You're so deep inside me! How big is that fucking cock of yours?"
"About nine inches, sweetheart," he announced proudly, beginning a slow humping motion that drove his prick deep into her belly on every stroke. His balls swung between his legs, tapping occasionally at her ass cheeks.
"Feels more like a fucking foot!" she murmured, her voice jerky with his pumping. "Such a fine piece of cock! So big! So big! I'd like to see it some time! Would you let me? And I'd like to suck it! Would you let me suck your cock?"
He groaned, the heavy weight of his cum swirling in his balls. She shouldn't talk like that. Didn't she realize she could have him shooting any minute? Didn't she want this to last? Well, maybe not. They were in a library after all, fucking like dogs in heat. What if someone were to come along? She'd probably lose her job.
"Fuck me deep! Fuck me deep!" she encouraged, pumping her cunt at him and sucking him deep inside her at every thrust. "I'd love to suck you off later, I really would. What a cock! Ohhh fuck!"
He jerked his ass back and forth, feeding her long lengths of cock. His movements were steady and deep. He was carving her soggy cunt this way and that, spreading it wide enough for his fist. His prick bucked in her channel, sucked and basted by the warm wet heat of her cunt.
"And I'd like to see those tits of yours sometime, too," he grunted. "They feel fucking huge. How can a slender little girl like you have such big tits?" Each time he drove forward, he mashed his chest into her tits. He could feel her stiffened nipples.
"Okay it's a deal! You show me your cock, I'll show you my tits! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!"
She began to writhe suddenly, her body a squirming mass on top of him. He gripped her ass, held her cheeks tightly. He didn't want to lose her. He couldn't afford to have her pop off his cock. Not at this stage. He could just imagine his cum jetting everywhere.
"I think I'm coming! Ohhhh, fuck! I think I'm coming!" she snorted, her eyes glazing over. She clawed his lower back, tugging him to her hungrily.
"Okay, okay," he tried to reassure her, pumping his cock again and again into her sucking cunt. He had to keep her under control. They were in such a weird position -- one false move and they'd crash to the floor.
In and out, in and out he fucked her, quickening his pace now so that he could come before they had an accident. He lifted her ankles onto his shoulders for extra support, hunched his chest in closer to her. Her satin thighs ran up the length of his torso, glued to him as he fucked her.
"I've got to see those tits, I've just got to!" he muttered suddenly. With one hand he tore at the front of her pretty white blouse, ripping off three buttons and spreading it wide before she could protest. Her tits were packed in a sheer white bra, but he could see her nut-brown nipples clearly through the fabric. He pushed her bra down and her huge tits flopped over the tops of her bra-cups.
"Ohhhh! Ohhhh!" she groaned, too far gone in her climax to realize what was happening. She twitched her ass at him, pulling him deeper into her steaming cunt pit. Pussy oil was dripping from her hole to the floor.
"Oh shit, what tits!" he panted, running his hands over them as best he could in his cramped position. "They're fucking huge! Miss Librarian, you've got a pair of the biggest tits I've ever seen!"
He fucked and fucked in and out of her, his ass cheeks shimmying wildly. He pressed her tits to his chest, squeezed and mauled them, felt her nipples scrape his skin like hot coals. Her tits were mouth-watering. He wanted to suck them.
"Ohhhh! Ohhhh!" she chanted, her head lolling from side to side. Sparks of pleasure shot up through her cunt channel deep into her belly. Her eyes rolled crazily.
"Ohhh, Miss Librarian, you're the hottest little cunt!" he wheezed. "I could fuck you all day! But I've got to come! I can't help it! You're just too much!"
He knifed his cock into her, pistoning his ass cheeks so fast they were a pale fuzzy glow beneath his shirt-tails. He was fucking her every which way, bending her cuntlips all out of shape and mashing her poor tortured cut. Obscene squishing noises rose up from their meshed sex parts.
"Coming! Coming! Coming!" she whimpered, her mouth a ragged snarl of lust. "Your cock's so good! Your cock's so good in my cunt! Oooooh!"
"I'm going to come inside you, Miss Slut Librarian! How do you like that? You want me to come inside you? You want me to spray your hot insides with all my lovely cum? Huh? Do you, whore?"
"Yes! Ohhh God, yes!" she moaned, biting her lip. "Come inside me! Please! Spunk inside me! Shoot all your lovely juice up my cunt! Spray me with your jizz! I want it! I want your jizz inside me!"
He rammed her one, two, three times more, then scalding-hot wads of spunk were sloshing about inside her, fired off in quick succession from his dissolving balls. His cum squirted each time his prick lunged deep inside her, splattering the dark walls of her cunt with a million squirming seeds. His cock trembled and twitched, jetting cum.
"Unggghhh! Unggghhh!" she wailed, wincing at the force of the jets inside her cunt. "I feel it! Ohhh, my God! I feel your stuff spurting out inside me! It's so hot! It's so fucking hot!"
"Aaaagh! Aaaagh!" he grunted, fucking her again and again against the rung of the ladder. He glared into her face tensely, amazed that he could be pumping his spunk deep into the body of such a beautiful, prim-looking woman. And she didn't even know him! She didn't even know his name! She was letting him fuck her, letting him fill her full of jism, without a second thought!
"Unggghhh! Uggghhh! It feels so good! Your jism up my cunt feels so good!" she croaked, ramming her ass back at him, the lips of her pussy gripping his invading prick. "Pump me full of it! Fill me up with jizz! I love it! I love cum! Don't stop! Don't ever stop!"
He did his best not to, firing off bolt after bolt of steaming spunk far up her cunt. His prick fucked through all the squishing cream, plowing in deeper, and on each successive lunge his prick spat out another long rope of cum, coating her hot pussy walls. Her pussy hole was awash with the stuff, overflowing with a quart of scalding glue.
"It's firing up your cunt! All my hot jism's firing off up your cunt, whore!" he wheezed, fucking her as hard as ever. He felt as if he could go on shooting all day, jetting the warm spunk up inside her till she choked on it. He hadn't been laid in over a month, and he was getting rid of all the backed-up jizz with a vengeance.
"So much!" she raved. "So much stuff! You're still shooting! I can feel you still shooting off inside me! Gallons of it! Fucking gallons of it! Ohhh God!"
There was a low splattering sound as all the pent-up cum began to drool out from her hole and drip to the floor. It caught on the lower rungs of the ladder, looping over them like elastic bands of white, then slithered to the floor, forming a greasy pool between his legs. Each time his cock withdrew, it pulled out more strings of rubbery spunk, and they splashed to the tile floor noisily.
"What a hot little slut you are, Miss Cunt Librarian," he grunted, his voice finally showing some strain. "I've never met such a hot little slut in all my life! Do you fuck all your customers this way? Do you let all your male customers rip off your pants and fill you full of jism? I bet you do, don't you, you hot little cunt? I bet you drain all your male customers dry!"
Vickie was about to say yes. In her excitement she was about to agree with him. But it wasn't true. In all her years as a librarian she'd never let this happen before. She'd led a very quiet life, in fact. Maybe that was the problem. Maybe that was why she was acting so strangely today. The sexy book had turned her on to some extent, of course, but maybe her long time without sexual fulfillment had more to do with it.
Well, it didn't much matter one way or the other, did it? She was getting fucked raw, that's all that mattered. She was having her ass fucked off and was experiencing one of the best climaxes of her life.
"Ohhh fuck! Ohhh fuck! That's it! That's it!" he was moaning, his movements suddenly slowing. The last of his spunk had fired off inside her, and his hips were easing up in their frantic pumping. His cock sliced leisurely through all the cunt sap and cum sloshing about inside her pussy.
"I love it! I love it!" she muttered, clinging to him. "I can feel it all washing about inside me! So much of it! So much fucking jizz!"
He rammed his cock in and out of her with slower and slower movements. Then he unhooked her legs from around his shoulders, let her wrap them over his swaying haunches. He pawed her tits lazily, tweaking her stiffened nipples and leaving finger marks in the golden flesh.
"Such tits! Such gorgeous fucking tits!" he mumbled, staring at them in wonder.
Vickie was coming slowly to her senses, the waves of pleasure in her belly fading softly. Her eyes focused and she seemed to see him clearly for the first time. She found herself blushing hotly. She'd just fucked a guy she didn't even know, an absolute stranger! He'd pumped her full of jizz and she'd loved every minute of it! How could it have happened?
He seemed to become suddenly shy himself. With a slight movement of his hips, he was pulling his cock out of her, letting his wilting cock slip from her clogged cunt like a limp noodle. His prick was coated in slime. As soon as his cock slopped from her hole, a warm stream of whitish scum flowed free, drooling down the insides of her thighs and splashing to the floor.
"Well," he said self-consciously, suddenly aware of his nakedness. He reached down and drew up his pants, slipping his soft cock inside without worrying about the mess it made. "That was very nice. I enjoyed that."
"Me too," she said softly, her legs finding the ladder again. She stepped to the floor, a little wobbly on her feet, then reached for her discarded panties and hose. They were too soggy to put back on. She let her rolled-up skirt fall down, covering her wet cunt and slimy thighs.
"Thanks for the help," he said, reaching for the book on a nearby shelf. "I couldn't have done it without you."
She smiled weakly, suddenly remembering all the vile dirty names he'd called her as he fucked her again and again. She rolled up her soiled underwear and didn't say anything.
"You okay?" he inquired, embarrassed. He shifted from one foot to the other, anxious to be off.
"Sure," she muttered, smoothing her skirt down over her bare legs.
"I'll be on my way then," he whispered.
Then he was gone, slipping out from between the narrow bookshelves and into the quiet of the library before she could say any more.
Vickie crumpled her soiled pants into a tight ball and began to mop up the pool of cum left on the library floor. Her face was serious for a time, but then came a strange smile. She began to hum softly to herself.


CHAPTER TWO
Vickie didn't spend much time fretting about her lewd and horny behavior. Business picked up a little in the library by late afternoon, and she was too busy to do much thinking. If she let her mind drift back to the sex session at all, it was with a thrill of excitement, a twinge of wonder that she had been so daring. What if someone had found them fucking between the shelves like that? What if her supervisor had come to check up on her?
Fortunately it was a large library, with several floors and many different sections. The area she'd been assigned to this week was usually one of the quietest. That was why she'd had time to read the sexy book in the first place.
She took the sexy book home that night, and to her amazement she had to jerk herself off to get to sleep. It was all very strange. Maybe she should see a doctor...
She dismissed the thought at once. She felt fine. A little dizzy perhaps, a little sore in the joints from fucking in such a weird position, but as healthy as a horse. As a matter of fact she woke up the next day feeling wonderful. She practically leaped out of bed as soon as her alarm clock went off, and she found herself singing loudly in the shower.
She chose an ice-blue bra and panties, a gray skirt and matching blouse. As she began to dress, she cast admiring glances at her bronzed body in the full-length bedroom mirror. Her legs were so trim and long, her tits so full and heavy. What most girls would give for a body like hers! And she had a gorgeous tan to boot!
The morning was a breeze. She went out of her way to keep busy, checking and rechecking lists of books that really needed no attention at all. Several times she caught herself humming softly.
It wasn't till around two o'clock, when she had an unusually slow hour, that she dug the sexy novel out of her purse and began to read. It was taking her forever to finish the novel because she kept going back and rereading the sexy parts. In a way she didn't want it to end. After half an hour she was so horny she had to get up from her desk and take a walk.
Maybe if she jerked off again...
Halfway down the hall she ran into Donald, one of her coworkers. He was walking quickly, with his head down, as was his habit, and he wouldn't have noticed her at all if she hadn't decided to block his way. He was head of the business section of the library and was rather an ordinary, humorless young man, but Vickie for some reason suddenly found him very appealing.
"Donald, I need to talk to you," she announced, an idea half-formed in her racing brain. "Let's go some place private. It's quite important."
He stared at her, not understanding. In all the time they'd both worked at the library, they'd spoken to each other no more than once or twice. What they could possibly have to discuss was beyond him. She gripped him by the arm, leading him down the hall.
"In here," she said, glancing to the right and to the left, then tugging open the door of a cramped broom closet. "It'll only take a few minutes. In here's fine."
"This is a closet!" he protested, glaring at her stupidly. "What's the matter with you?"
Vickie gave him a quick nudge and suddenly they were both inside the tiny cubicle, face to face, their bodies touching. She thrust her tits at him, mashed them against his chest. Her arms circled his shoulders as she drew his mouth down to hers. She tongued him wantonly.
"Miss Sssppplllfff!" he mumbled, his mouth suddenly full of her tongue. He dropped the book he was carrying as she crushed him harshly against the rear wall of the cubicle. Her tits crushed his chest.
"I need you, Donald!" she hissed, breaking off their kiss and licking his chin lewdly. She slipped a hand between his legs and palmed the huge mass of his balls and cock through his pants. "I need you so bad! I want your cock! I want your cock inside me!"
"You're crazy! You're absolutely crazy!" he muttered, his eyes wide. Then her mouth was on his again and he could say no more. Her tongue was snaking in and around his mouth, exploring, curling this way and that.
"Mmmmm!" she moaned, rubbing up and down on the bulge of his cock. His cock felt so big! It felt so beautiful! She had to have it! She just had to!
With a swift twist of her body she was backing off from him, leaving his mouth open and gasping. She was dropping to her knees in front of him, reaching for his belt and fly. And with several quick hand movements she had his fly down, his pants open, his shorts tugged down off his crotch. Her hand was between his legs.
"This is insane! This can't be happening!" he complained. But he didn't struggle. He leaned against the wall quite passively and stared down at her platinum-blonde head. His heart was pounding hard.
"What a lovely cock! What a fucking beautiful cock!" Vickie whispered, curling her fingers around his prick. His cock dangled from the hair of his crotch, its mushroom head glowing in the soft light.
She shucked her hand up and down on his prick half a dozen times, judging its weight and girth in her palm. Then she leaned over and licked its head quickly running her tongue up his cock and diddling his tiny piss-slit. Her lips came down over the cock crown and ducked forward, guiding it back over the velvet pad of her tongue till she had several inches of shaft inside.
"Ohhh! You're sucking my cock! You've got my cock in your mouth!" he marveled, glaring down at her. "I don't believe it! What's the matter with you!"
"Mmmfffhhh!" she commented, sweeping her tongue every which way on his helpless prick, bathing it with her hot saliva. Her cheeks hollowed then puffed out, spasming back and forth as she worked on his captured cock.
His cock was growing steadily, inflating in her mouth, forcing her lips farther and farther apart. His cock was now eight or nine inches long, bumping the roof of her mouth.
"Ohhh shit! Ohhh fuck!" he groaned, rolling his head back. His pants and shorts slipped lower on his legs till at last they fell in a tangled heap around his ankles.
Vickie wrapped her fist around the slowly hardening base of his prick and began to jack it up and down. Her head started a series of gentle pumping motions, sinking down maybe four inches on the stiffening shaft then raising up till only the cockhead remained in her mouth, resting contentedly on her tongue.
"Cocksucker! Cocksucker!" Donald began to babble. His hips humped gently back and forth, feeding her long lengths of cock.
"Does that feel good? Does my mouth feel goad on your cock?" she asked suddenly, lifting off his prick and rolling her lovely eyes up to his lust-clouded face. She held his prick tight in her hand, pointed it at an angle toward her face. His cock seemed to be nearly ten inches long now.
"Put it back in! Put it back in your mouth, you stupid slut!" he growled, trying to spear her face with his looming erection. "Suck it! Suck my cock! Don't fucking stop, you silly cunt!"
Smiling, Vickie lowered her head and sucked his cock once more. She resumed her pumping on his prick, tugging him closer and closer to climax. She wanted him to fuck her. She wanted this gorgeous prick deep up her cunt. But there was no harm in warming him up first. Might as well get his cock good and hard before trying anything!
She increased the speed of her movements. Her pretty blonde hair began to bounce. Her free hand came up to cup his dangling balls, squeezed and caressed them wantonly. This was going to be a blowjob that young Donald wouldn't ever forget!
"You sure know how to suck a cock! What are you doing working in a library? You should be sucking cocks for a living!" Donald jerked his hips back and forth steadily, drilling his cock through her fingers and into the lush wet oval of her sucking lips. Her lipstick had smudged off into his shaft, decorating it strangely.
"Mmmfffhhh!" she agreed, inching his prick deeper and deeper into her throat. Her nostrils twitched as they sucked in air.
His prick was now enormous, a great pulsing boom of flesh that shot out from his crotch strongly. His cock no longer needed any support from her hand. For a time she clamped both her palms onto his muscular thighs, sliding her mouth back and forth on his cock without touching it. But then his prick was tilting higher, growing even more, and she had to grip it in one hand to hold it straight and keep it aligned with her mouth. She continued to pump at its base.
Vickie's mouth was crammed, clogged to capacity with his prick. His cock was jerking back and forth, stretching her lips as wide as they would go. His cock was pressing down her tongue and bloating out her cheeks. And it was burrowing far into her throat, as if it wanted to drill to her very stomach.
"Mmmmmffff!" she snorted. With a dip of her head, she was breathing into his pubic hair, every last inch of his colossal prick embedded in her mouth. She held the position for several seconds, just to show she could do it, then backed off till only the pulsing head of his cock throbbed on her tongue. She drew in great gulps of air and her eyelids fluttered closed.
"You sucked in all my cock!" he praised, gazing down at the spit-shiny column of his prick as it emerged from the young librarian's mouth. Sexy smudges of her lipstick were smeared all the way up its length.
She wasn't listening. With a quick head movement she was sucking in the shaft once more. Her fist pumped him harshly, without let-up. Weird squeaking noises game from her corkscrewing lips. Four, five and six inches of cock disappeared each time she dipped her head.
"I'm going to come soon! If you don't stop, I'm going to come in your mouth!" he wheezed. A fine film of sweat was glistening on his brow. He was biting his lower lip tensely.
"It's okay," she breathed, slipping her mouth off his cock. "It's okay to come in my mouth. In fact I'd like it. Yeah, come in my mouth!"
"Ohhhh!" he moaned, her words driving him mad. He fucked his prick back and forth in her fingers and let her siphon it back between her luscious lips. Her tongue wriggled lovingly around the bloated shaft.
Up and down, up and down she pumped her pretty blonde head, clutching the base of his cock in one hand and the swinging sac of his balls in the other. Her huge tits heaved inside her blouse. And suddenly she was snorting, coughing and gagging at the same time, her mouth and throat plugged to capacity with steaming wads of hot spunk.
"Ggggnnnn!" he strained, shooting the scalding jism up his cock stem and into her sucking mouth. He drove his ass cheeks back and forth, drilling her with six and seven inches of stiffened prick.
Vickie gurgled, swallowing huge blobs of jism. It felt so weird going down! Like egg whites! It was so slimy and thick!
"Eat it! Eat all my cum!" he ordered, glaring at her bobbing face as he humped her. "Suck it all down! Suck out every fucking drop of it!"
Vickie tried. She swallowed jet after jet of cum. But she was still coughing, not yet recovered from the first blast that had surprised her so. She lifted her face up off his spurting prick, tugged it recklessly before her gasping face, stared at it as if she knew what was coming.
A streamer of spunk shot out from his cockhead and laced itself across her face diagonally, from chin to temple. It shot across one cheek and over the bridge of her nose, splattering the left lens of her glasses and veering onto her forehead. Trails of white began to wriggle down onto her cheek. Her eyelashes were matted together with sticky paste.
"In your mouth, you stupid whore!" he yelled at her. "Suck it! Suck my fucking cock! Shit, I'm coming all over your stupid slut face!"
Vickie tilted the cock in her hand, nudging her chin with its still-spurting head. She opened her mouth. Her tongue stuck out.
Another tracer of white jizz spat up the length of her face. This one rose up like a fountain in a long silver line, between her eyes and into her lovely hair. The cum clung to her nose and dripped into her panting mouth. She licked her lips and sucked the stuff inside, savoring its tangy taste.
Her gagging finally ended. She pumped his cock strongly in her fist and seemed to aim the jetting spunk straight into her passive face.
"In your mouth! In your fucking mouth, you filthy slut!" he groaned, watching as rope after rope of white jism spat out into her pretty face. He tried to reach for his cock, but she wouldn't let him have it. She grasped his cock tightly and refused to let him hold it.
She held open her mouth inches from his spasming cock tip. A long jet of cream shot out onto her tongue. It disappeared into the depths of her mouth in a flash. She smacked her lips noisily and let the warm spunk ooze back into her throat. It drooled and dribbled messily over her chin and down the curve of her neck like thick milk.
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" he chanted, letting her have her way. What a kinky chick! She appeared to want the greasy cum to splatter her full in the face!
And just when he thought he'd shot his last bolt, another steaming blast of white struck her eyebrow, plastered shut her one open eye, split into two streams that ran down her cheek thickly. She curled out her tongue to capture one drooling string and the other veered off down her face to her jawline. It dripped steadily to her shoulder.
"Ohhh, fuck! You're all splattered with cum!" he groaned, leaning back against the wall. "It's all over your face! All my jism all over your fucking face!"
Vickie smiled, tilting his prick this way and that in case he had any more to spurt. But he was finished. A syrupy drop of cum seeped out of the cockhead slowly, soiling her fingers, but there were no more long streamers. She jerked him off more slowly, licking his purple cockhead with her tongue.
"You're all finished!" she pouted, apparently disappointed. "You don't have any cum left!"
"Is it any fucking wonder?" he grunted, his balls aching. He couldn't remember when he'd come so fast or so hard. That sucking mouth of hers had him boiling in seconds.
"Do I look pretty?" she asked him, tilting her spunk-splattered face up toward him teasingly. "Does little Vickie look real pretty with your jism spurted out all over her face?"
Donald groaned. What was she trying to do to him? Why couldn't she rest and be quiet, like other chicks after sex? Maybe because she hadn't come herself... she'd sucked him dry, but she hadn't gotten off herself yet. That was probably why she was still teasing him.
"How about when I do this?" she wondered, poking his cock into her face and starting a series of circular motions on her cheeks with its head. "Do I look sexy when I smear your stuff around like this?"
Donald groaned deeply. This chick was out of her mind! What kind of girl was she, to let him come all over her face, then talk this way while she smeared spunk about all over herself? Was she kinky or what?
"It feels so good! Your spunk feels so good on my face! Like jelly! So thick and sticky! I love it! I fucking love it!"
She ran his cock everywhere on her face, plowing his jism into her eyes beneath the cum-smeared glasses. She tilted his prick up along the side of her nose, up her cheeks and across the sweep of her forehead. The oval of her pretty face shone like a white mark in the dim cubicle light. Curls of blonde hair were stuck to her face with drying cum.
"Please, enough!" he moaned, glaring at her in fascination as she decorated herself with his cream. "Do you really have to do that?"
Vickie rubbed his cock against her face for several more seconds, making sure she had the jizz evenly spread on her lovely, ghost-like features. Then she turned her face up to him.
"Let's fuck!" she announced.
Donald glared at her in disbelief, his cock still caught tightly in the circle of her fingers. She couldn't mean it, not after what she'd just done to him! How could he fuck in his condition? He felt drained, all his energy sucked out along with his cum. He just wanted to rest.
"Fuck me till I can't stand up!" she exclaimed, letting go of his still-stiff cock and standing up shakily. She turned her back on him, pulled her skirt up over her ass, and dug a hand into the tops of her panties and hose. She thrust down, forcing the tangled nylon down her thighs quickly. The undergarments were soon stretched like an elastic rope between her outspread calves. Her naked ass gleamed at him invitingly.
"What an ass! What a fucking ass!" he raved, studying her lush ass and the taut muscles of her slender upper thighs. She'd spread her legs so wide he had a perfect view of her cuntlips.
"Fuck me!" she pleaded, leaning forward and planting her hands on the far wall of the tiny cubicle. "Shove that big hard cock into me and fuck me till I can't take it any more!"
Donald's cock was still hard, much to his surprise. He suddenly gave up all thoughts of resting. He took his thick prick in hand and stepped forward, directing the purple head under the inverted V of her rear. Her puffy damp cunt lips sucked at his cock hungrily as he planted the mushroom crown against them.
"Oooooh, yes! Put it in! Ram that big beautiful cock deep up my twat, please! I need it! I need it so bad!"
She reached beneath her and used two fingers to spread the hair-lined flaps of her cuntlips. Her ass cheeks slid back a fraction, and suddenly her pussy was wrapped over his cockhead, drawing it inside like a long-lost friend. Inch after inch of cock shaft followed, and in seconds her cunt was crammed with his huge prick, his pubic hair tickling the cheeks of her ass.
"Ohhh shit! What a cunt! What a deep, sucking cunt!" he wailed. He began to thrust into her, driving his cock again and again into the wet soggy folds of her hungry snatch. His balls swung, jiggled back and forth by his harsh movements.
"Feel my tits! Feel my tits!" She urged, tugging open her blouse.
He reached beneath her, and together they freed her swollen tits from the tight harness of her ice-blue bra. He began to squeeze and caress her tits toughly. He tweaked her long nipples and dug his fingers into the plush, swaying flesh. Both tits hung out over the bra and blouse at an odd angle. They were jerked back and forth as he fucked her.
"So deep! So fucking deep!" she mumbled, forcing her ass back against him. She was bent over at a sharp angle, making it easier for him to drill her deep.
"I'd no idea you were so beautiful! All this time I've worked here and I barely noticed how sexy you are!" he muttered, pile-driving into her with his stiff cock. "Maybe it's the glasses. Funny, though. I never even noticed your tits!"
He squeezed her tits for emphasis. He rammed his hips against her satiny ass cheeks, driving his cock far into her cunt on each stroke. Her ass quivered and quaked as he fucked her.
Vickie's body was rammed forward again and again into the cubicle wall. She supported herself with her hands, but his thrusts were so strong. Her tits swung back and forth even in the grip of his palms. Her face expressed both pleasure and pain. His cock was digging very deep.
"I don't believe your ass! It's just fucking gorgeous! It's so tight and firm! Fuck, it's beautiful!" He released her tits and began to knead and spread her taut ass cheeks. He spread them wide, as far apart as he could get them, watching his slick prick plow in and out of her cunt below.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she groaned, her face forced closer and closer to the wall of the tiny cubicle. It felt as though someone was ramming a baseball bat in and out of her hungry snatch.
"So you like this, huh? You like my cock up your cunt?" He pulled back till only the head of his slimy cock was lodged inside her creamy cunt, then he plunged back harshly, burying every inch of stone-hard shaft inside her.
"So much! So much!" she crooned. "Your cock feels fantastic! I love it! I'll never get enough! I'll never get enough cock!"
They lunged and bucked at each other in the cramped broom closet, half-naked and sweating. Their pace was slow and leisurely to start with, as if they were both recovering from the blowjob. But then it began to increase, and soon he was lunging at her like a man possessed, fucking his prick deep into her and ramming her into the wall. She met his every thrust with a jerk of her ass.
"Ram it deep! Ooooooh, yeah! Ram that lovely cock as deep as it'll go!" she pleaded, her face twisted with pleasure. Her head was turned to one side now. She was shoved up against the wall, her cheek clinging to it tightly.
"I'm gonna come! I'm gonna come again for sure!" he wailed, his ass pumping back and forth.
"Yes! Me too! I'm gonna come too!" she grunted, her eyes fluttering behind the cloudy-white glasses. "Come inside me! Shoot all your lovely jism deep up my cunt!"
"Aaannnggghhh!" he strained, humping her with a series of fast, short lunges. "Gonna come up your sticky hot cunt!"
He crammed her several more times with cock, and Vickie felt a delicious dissolving sensation between her legs. Then she was coming, her cunt quaking with hot little twitches. Her cunt was sucking him inside, her pussy walls molded tightly around his bucking prick. She clenched her eyes shut with lust and pleasure.
"Nnnnnnnn! Nnnnnnnn!" she moaned.
"Aaaaannnnggghhh!" he screamed, burying his cock one last time and feeling it explode deep inside her. The blowjob had left his prick a trifle numb, but his spunk still shot out of his cock and into the willing body of the horny young librarian.
"You're coming! I can feel your jizz up my cunt! Oooooh, yes! Do it to me! Come all the way inside me! Fill me with spunk!"
Again and again his cock contracted, spat out wave after wave of squirming hot jism. His prick writhed and wriggled up her hole, squishing along her pussy walls and far up into her insides. Cum seeped back along his cock, slithered out her cuntlips, bathed his pubic hair and balls. It ran down the inside of her thighs like wax.
"Such a hot little cunt! Such a hot little whore!" he groaned, pouring out his second torrent of jism in fifteen minutes. His prick sliced through all the cum and cunt juice, splitting her wet pussy lips wide. Jet after jet of creamy jizz fired off, painting her hole white and clogging her pussy to capacity.
She felt wad after wad of heated cream spurt out inside her aching cunt. So much spunk! And that guy yesterday had done the same! Two guys with so much jism. Did most guys have as much as they did, or were they both exceptions? Maybe she could find out. Maybe she could do her own scientific study, to find out just how much cum the average guy had!
"Take it! Take it all!" he muttered, cramming his prick into her cunt again and feeling the last of his spunk flow out. "Such a hot little slut! Such a whore!"
Vickie wondered if it were true. Was she really a slut? She was horny and she loved sex, at least this last day or two. If that meant that she was a slut or a whore, well then okay. She couldn't help the way she felt. She loved a hot cock inside her. She loved the taste and feel of spunk. What was wrong with that?
"Take it all! Take every last ounce of jism, slut!" he grunted.
"Give it to me! Give me all you've got!" she answered, driving her cunt against his cock. Warm cum slithered and slopped from her hole to the floor.
CHAPTER THREE
Vickie took a day off.
She didn't really need to. But she felt she should, if only to put herself out of temptation's way for a time. She'd fucked two guys in two days while on the job! In the library! At this rate she'd have fucked half the staff by the end of the week! It was only a matter of time before she got herself into trouble.
And so she phoned in sick, taking care not to open the sexy book that had triggered her horniness the past two days. She cleaned up her apartment and caught up on some laundry. At mid-afternoon, she packed a bag and walked down to the beach, determined to do no more than doze away the rest of the day. If nothing else, she'd go back to work well rested.
And it was quiet down by the water. She smiled to herself, happy that she'd come. The mid-summer crowd was gone and she could choose her spot, sit somewhere out of the breeze and let the sun warm her.
She found a spot among the dunes, way back from the water, and spread her blanket on the sand. Then she peeled off her shirt and lay down in her skimpy bikini. What a bikini it was! Good thing the beach was nearly deserted! The thing might cause a riot!
She'd never worn it before, convinced that it was just too daring for mixed company. It was a string bikini, four tiny flaps of silk that covered her ass, her pussy, and each of her tits. Barely. It was held up by tiny threads that looped over her hips and around her shoulders.
Her tits were so big, the bikini top didn't support them at all. It simply covered her nipples and a few square inches of golden globe. Her tits puffed out lewdly over the top and her nipples stuck out the pale pink silk like thumbs. Her ass cheeks swelled out from the rear flap of the panties, and strands of cunt hair peeked sexily over the tiny pink triangle at her crotch.
An hour went by, and she might have dozed for a time. When she next opened her eyes, she was vaguely aware of strange sounds from somewhere near by. At first she thought she was imagining things, but then she heard them again and sat up quickly. It was moaning, as if someone was in pain. And near by. Just over the next dune.
Vickie stood up and began to move toward the sound, convinced someone was hurt. But she'd gone no more than a few steps when she came, to an abrupt stop, dropped to her hands and knees on the hot sand and held her breath tensely. Just over a hillock of sand, a few feet from where she'd been dozing for the last hour, two young people were wrapped in each other's arms, naked. The girl had her legs hooked up around her partner's back and was obviously fucking him drawing him into her with short little jerks.
Down at the beach, practically right in front of Vickie. Didn't they realize this was a public place? It wasn't fair. She couldn't get away from sex if she wanted to. She was bombarded with it everywhere she went. Maybe she should say something. Maybe she should storm over there and demand that they stop, demand that they quit disturbing her!
She blushed hotly. She was a fine one to tell them to stop fucking in a public place! In the past two days she had fucked two different men in a public library! What was she thinking of! At least these two innocents weren't fucking on company time. At least they weren't being paid while they fucked.
She sat on her haunches in the sand and thought, her tits crammed against her thighs. Then, as quietly as she could, she crept back up the smooth sand dune and peeked over. She wanted to see them again. She wanted to watch them. Her tummy fluttered with a strange thrill.
They were both moaning softly, wrapped tightly in each other's arms. Vickie had a perfect view of the young man's pale ass cheeks as he pumped his cock up and dawn, back and forth, into the cunt of the girl beneath him. His red bathing suit was hooked around one of his ankles. Vickie could barely see the girl at all, just a flash of auburn hair and a pair of tightly-clenched eyes once in a while.
And Vickie began to get horny all over again. Her tits molded into the hot sand and her nipples started to burn. Her crotch tingled. She slipped a hand into the tiny triangle of her bikini panties and began to diddle her pussy. Her forefinger found her clit and began to wiggle it back and forth.
"Don't forget to pull out!" the young girl gasped, glaring up tensely into, the face of her lover. "Don't come inside me! Pull it out! Don't forget!"
Vickie watched in fascination, waiting for what she knew would soon happen. It was like looking at some porno movie, except that this was for real. She flicked her clit madly and humped against the warm sand.
"Here it comes, baby! Wait for it, here it comes!" grunted the young man. Suddenly he was lifting up off his girlfriend, pulling his ass cheeks back, wriggling his hard-on from her sucking cunt. He took his glistening cock in his hand and primed it, holding it above the girl's spasming stomach. He began to jerk off over her.
The young man's girlfriend glared at his cock and Vickie watched with them, all three waiting for the moment of explosion. His reddened cock twitched and quivered in his fist. Suddenly long streamers of white cum were spurting out from his cock tip, shooting out in shimmering ropes onto the belly and tits of the nude young girl. Again and again and again.
"Ohhh lover, yes, yes!" the young girl moaned, staring at the jism as it sprayed her torso.
Vickie stared, too, remembering how she'd let Donald's cock shoot off on her face yesterday. What must that have looked like? Boy, she should have had a camera! Then she could have run back movies of herself afterwards! How exciting it all looked, that lovely creamy paste shooting from the young man's cock! It looked fantastic.
"Oh fuck, baby! Oh fuck!" the young man groaned. He appeared to be finished, his cock wilting in his fist, his spunk spread out like suntan oil all over his pretty girlfriend. He rested his prick on her pubic mound and rubbed it back and forth slowly.
"Yes! Oh yes, lover!" said the young girl, running her fingers through his sticky jism. She massaged the stuff into her belly and tits, covering herself with a fine layer of white.
God, how wonderful! thought Vickie, diddling her pussy crazily. She'd have to try that herself! Cum was such exciting stuff, and to have it splattered all over her skin was just too much! Again she thought back on the way Donald's cock had spat out on her face. It had messed her up so! She couldn't even see out of her glasses afterwards!
The two lovers were slowly coming to their senses, aware once more of their surroundings. Vickie, terrified of being discovered, slid back down the sand dune and crawled on her blanket. She mumbled to herself, cursing that she hadn't gotten to come. Well, there was nothing else for it. She'd have to get herself fucked again. She'd tried to keep her mind off sex. She'd really tried.
She rolled up her blanket quickly, picked up her bag and strode off down the beach, her fine tits jiggling inside the bikini harness. Where could she go to get herself fucked? It had to be some place close. She couldn't wait long. Her cunt was wet.
On her right she caught sight of a low concrete building set back from a couple of outdoor showers. There were changing rooms at each end. Though the place appeared deserted, she decided to try her luck. She hesitated only a moment, then walked right by the women's entrance and straight into the mens. There weren't many guys out on the beach. Maybe there'd be some in here.
Inside the place was one long narrow room, with benches running along the sides and down the middle. The concrete walls and floor were lit dimly by a weak overhead bulb. Vickie squinted a moment, gazed around warily, then saw two men standing naked at the far end of the room.
They were young men, tanned and healthy looking. They stood casually beneath a frosted glass window, talking quietly. Their brown bodies were well-muscled and sleek. Their hair was bleached blonde by the sun. One of them had a thick moustache.
Vickie immediately eyed their crotches. Except for a towel wrapped around each of their necks, they were both totally naked, and their soft cocks dangled loosely. One of them was circumcised, and the head of his prick shone purple in the dim light. The other had a wrinkled foreskin folded completely over his cockhead.
They stopped talking and stared at her, not quite believing what they were seeing.
Vickie took a step into the room, dropped her bag to the floor.
"I... I need help..." she began, her eyes drifting from their faces to their cocks, then back again.
Neither young man said anything for a while. They simply stared at her, examining her as frankly as she was examining them. They could see strands of cunt hair curling over the ridiculously brief bikini bottom. The beautiful young girl was literally falling out of her lewd bikini.
"Are you sick? What's the matter with you?" one of them said at last. Neither one of them tried to cover himself up. It seemed totally unnecessary. Any chick who forced her way into a men's changing room could hardly be shocked if she saw a cock or two!
"I'm sick, yes..." Vickie lied, her mind racing. How could she get these guys to fuck her as quickly as possible? She couldn't wait. She really couldn't wait. "Maybe you guys could take a look at me. I really need help."
She was moving slowly toward them. When she was no more than two feet from them, she paused, looked them both in the eye, then reached back to tug at the clasp of her bikini top. Both pink triangles of silk fell away from her huge tits and her stiffened nipples popped free. She didn't take the thing off completely, but let it drape from her shoulders. One string looped sexily beneath the globe of her right tit, the pink flap hanging over her rib cage.
"My tits are so sore. They need some attention," she pouted, her voice suddenly childish and peeved. "And my pussy isn't in much better shape. See for yourself."
With a second quick tug of her fingers, the triangle at her crotch was falling away from the bristling V of her beaver. Apart from the bikini parts tangling about her, she was completely nude, her tits and cunt on full display for the two young men.
"Your tits look fine to me," one of them said, getting into the spirit of her silly little game.
"And your cunt. Your cunt looks in swell shape," said the other.
They took one step toward her and began fondling her, running their fingers over her lush tits and through her wet cunt hair. She felt their soft cocks nudge her thighs. She clasped one cock in each fist, began to play with them gratefully. Their cocks were beginning to fill up already, their puffy shafts growing and pulsing in her hands.
"I'm so horny!" she moaned, closing her eyes with pleasure. "You've no idea how horny I am! I need to get fucked so bad!"
"So, that's your little problem, is it?" the one with the moustache said. "Hear that, Billy? The little lady wants to get fucked. What do you think? Could we possibly oblige her, do you think?"
"Well, Rick old boy, I always say that a well-mannered gentleman should be willing to oblige a lady. It's the least we can do, if you ask me."
Vickie groaned softly, savoring the feel of their hands on her tits, the touch of their fingers pulling at her cuntlips. They were kneading her lush tits harshly, tweaking her nipples. She suddenly had three or four fingers up her cunt as each of them explored her soaking crotch. She jacked off their growing cocks roughly.
"One thing I always like before a fuck though, Billy, is a blowjob. I always like my cock sucked before I move into action. It sort of gets you primed, you know?"
"I agree, Rickie my boy. Nothing like a good suck to start things off right. What do you say, little girl? You up to sucking the both of us before we fuck you? It would make us both feel a whole lot more cooperative."
"Yes! I'll suck you! Anything! I'll do anything you want me to! Just fuck me, okay? Just be sure and fuck me real soon!"
She was wriggling out from the grasp of their mauling hands, dropping to her knees on the cold concrete floor. She pulled both cocks together, lined them up close and began licking their prick heads, running her tongue back and forth over the purple bulbs. The foreskin had peeled back from the one covered prick tip as she yanked on it and now both cockheads were free and shining.
"Atta, girl! Suck those cocks! Get them good and hard first, and then we'll fuck you silly! Suck those cocks!" said Billy.
"Yeah! And my balls! Don't forget my balls!" Rick added.
Vickie began to work hard between the two men, scouring her tongue up the length of each cock then dipping below to lick the velvety pouches of their balls. She frequently rose up and sucked each cockhead in turn, wrapping her tongue around the mushroom crowns and diddling their piss-slits. She tilted their cocks this way and that, then yanked and jerked on them strongly.
It was so much better than sucking one cock! Vickie thought proudly. Double the pleasure, double the fun! Why settle for one cock when you could have two!
"Shit, what a mouth! What a hot sucking mouth!" whispered Billy, his cockhead lodged over her right eye. "She sure knows how to use her tongue!"
"She's a great little cocksucker! One of the best!" Rick agreed.
Vickie jacked off both cocks, then concentrated on their balls. Both pouches dangled heavily beneath the pricks. She twisted her head and sucked Billy's ball into her mouth, pulling it in and bathing it in her warm spit. Then she opened her lips wider and siphoned in the other, capturing both nuts and running her tongue every which way on them.
Then she spat the whole pouch out and moved over to Rick's balls, repeating the process carefully. She didn't want one of these guys to think he was missing out! Rick's balls squirmed hotly inside her mouth, bulging out her cheeks lewdly. Tiny bristling ball hairs caught between her teeth as she tilted her head.
"Eat them balls! Eat them balls!" encouraged Rick, glaring intently at the sexy librarian.
She worked for maybe three minutes on his balls, priming their cocks all the while with even, practiced tugs. Then she began to lick her way up toward their cock heads, moving several inches up one shaft before switching to the other one and always resuming where she'd left off when she went back to the first. Once she reached their cock crowns, she began to suck each one in turn, curling her tongue lovingly around them as if she couldn't get enough of them.
There was one more thing she wanted to try before their pricks got too big to deal with. She lined up their cocks side by side, mashed their purple heads together, and wriggled her reddened lips over both hot cocks at once. She slid her mouth several inches down the twin columns, her lips stretched to an obscene width around them.
"She's sucking both cocks at the same time!" raved Billy. "Look at the little whore! She's got both our cocks in her mouth at the same time!"
"Ohhh fuck! Ohhh fuck!" replied Rick, his voice tense.
Her nostrils flaring, her lips pulled cruelly apart, Vickie plunged lower on their cocks, taking in another inch of bloated flesh. But then she was backing off. She concentrated on their cockheads for a while, sticking them both in her cheeks and rubbing them back and forth like giant toothbrushes.
"What a cocksucker! What a fucking whore cocksucker!" wailed Billy, driving his prick in and out of her mouth.
"She's such a filthy little slut!" crowed Rick, watching the huge swelling of Vickie's cheek as it glowed in the low light.
Now their cocks were too big. They were splitting poor Vickie's mouth apart. She let one of their cocks burst free of her mouth with a wet slopping sound and concentrated all her efforts on one prick. Up and down she bobbed her head, sucking in five, six, seven inches of hard cock at a time.
The other prick she jacked up and down in her fist, letting a thick pearl of clear pre-cum juice ooze on her forehead. Then she spat out the cock plowing her throat and switched to the other one, devouring it with the same hunger and drilling it deep into the back of her mouth on each lunge. Up and down, up and down she sucked, her hair flying. Then she moved back to the first cock and sucked that inside once again.
In this manner she moved from cock to cock, sucking first one then the other for several seconds at a time. Each prick grew huge in her hand.
"Mmmmmmffffff!" mumbled Vickie, rolling her eyes up to the faces of the tense young men. At last she pulled her mouth off from one thick cock. "Fuck me! One of you please fuck me! I'll suck one of you while the other does it! Please! I can't wait any longer!"
The two young men glanced at each other, winked, then stepped back to regroup. They didn't speak. They simply pulled Vickie on to one of the benches in the center of the room. Then they lifted her onto it, still on her knees, and took up positions on either end of her.
Billy remained by her face, his cock sticking out at her mouth. Rick straddled the bench behind her, placed his hands on her luscious ass cheeks, spread them apart in preparation. He directed his bloated prick between her inverted thighs, found the wet hole of her cuntlips, and pressed forward, bulling his giant cock into her cunt.
"Oooooooh! Ooooooooh, yes!" Vickie groaned with a deep, satisfied sigh. "Shove it in me! Shove your big beautiful cock all, the way up my cunt!"
She closed her eyes with lust and tilted her face a little to one side. She didn't see Billy thrusting his hard-on at her face. His cockhead scraped her cheek, smeared it with a clear trail of cum, then bumped up to poke her in the eye. She circled his cock with her fingers, brought it under control, opened her mouth wide.
"Yeah! Suck that cock!" Billy roared, jerking his crotch forward and watching with delight as the horny girl drew his stiff prick between her lips. He thrust six inches of meat into her mouth with one long lunge.
Rick had sliced his prick up Vickie's cunt all the way. His cock was buried to the hilt, its head burrowing somewhere deep in her belly. His balls swung between the inverted V of her thighs. He started a vicious fucking motion, mangling her poor cuntlips as if they were slabs of rubber.
"Mmmmmmffffff!" Vickie bleated, suddenly impaled on a foot and a half of bucking cock.
The prick up her cunt drove her forward again and again, and each time she was reamed by the soaring cock in her mouth. Back and forth, back and forth they fucked her, knifing their cocks into her like weapons.
"What a cocksucker! What a mean fucking cocksucker!" Billy grunted, embedding every inch of his cock in her mouth. His balls smacked her chin time and again, and he could feel her hot breath on his pubic hair.
"You should try her cunt later!" Rick exclaimed. "It's fucking fantastic! Sort of sucks at you, just like her mouth!"
"Mmmmmmfffff!" slobbered Vickie, her eyes rolling wildly.
Rick was reaching beneath her, capturing her swinging tits in his hands. Her nipples were nearly an inch long and he pulled on them, tried to milk them. He dug his fingers into her tit flesh and kneaded them like dough.
Vickie began to feel wonderful. She swayed back and forth on her knees on the narrow bench, impaled by the stiff cocks. Her string bikini dangled uselessly around her shoulders and across her thighs. And she let the men fuck her as they wanted, content for now to be no more than a fuck machine. She wanted long minutes of fucking and nothing more.
She had really lucked out. She'd been horny as hell, in desperate need of a fuck, and she'd come across not one, but two willing men. Within a matter of minutes. Now she was stuffed with cocks. Thick, hard, bucking cocks. And she was loving every minute of it. She closed her eyes and sighed deeply.
"Hey, Rick, how about a sandwich?" Billy suggested, his balls smacking against Vickie's chin.
A sandwich? Vickie didn't know what he meant.
"Good idea," Rick answered. "The last time we did that was with that whore in San Francisco, remember?"
Sandwich? Whore? San Francisco? What were they talking about? Vickie wondered.
"Here, I'll get underneath," Billy went on, suddenly jerking back his hips and pulling his cock from Vickie's gasping lips. He was gripping his prick, squatting down on the bench, lying down on his back. His hard-on soared up to the ceiling like a rocket.
"Come on, little slut, time to change positions!" Rick instructed, pulling his own cock from her sucking cunt and letting it drip cunt syrup and pre-cum to the concrete floor. He stood straddling the bench and waited for Vickie to move.
She knelt on the bench a moment, in a daze, not understanding what was expected of her. Why had they withdrawn their beautiful cocks? Didn't they like her? Were they going to quit, leave her when she needed them most? Her gorgeous tits hung like heavy sacks beneath her. Her lovely ass rose up in the air. She gazed about her in confusion and her lips began to quiver, as if she were about to cry.
"Come on, whore! Sit on my cock!" Billy ordered, gripping her by the arm and tugging her forward. Her tits swung lewdly beneath her.
"Go on! Do it, you stupid cunt!" Rick put in, crawling up behind her on the bench.
Vickie didn't understand. What were they doing? What did they want?
Billy was pulling her up over him, forcing her to sprawl on top of him, poking her flat golden belly with the wet spike of his cock. Rick was pushing her from behind, digging his hard cock into the plush globes of her ass. They were going to fuck her some more after all, was that it? They weren't going to leave her at all!
"Sit on it, you stupid slut!" Billy commanded, kneeing apart her thighs and forcing her to sit down on his cock. His prick was like a stiff branch between her legs, nestled cozily in the groove of her cunt, its head in her pubic hair. He was holding her by the waist, trying to maneuver her pussy onto his stiff prick.
"Such an ass! Such a gorgeous fucking ass!" Rick exclaimed. Suddenly the wet head of his prick was plowing up and down the furrow between her ass cheeks, lubricating the narrow channel with pre-cum. Then his cock stopped, planted firmly up against the puckered circle of her asshole.
Suddenly a light flashed in Vickie's head and she knew what they were talking about. Sandwich! My God, of course! They were going to make a sandwich out of her! They were going to come at her from both sides, fuck her up the cunt and up the ass at the same time! My God, they really meant to do it! They wanted a sex sandwich, and she was the main course!
"You in her yet?" asked Rick, ready to fuck his prick into the rubbery circle of her asshole. "You got your cock inside her?"
"Not yet. Hang on. Come on girl, spread them legs! Sit on my cock! We're in no mood to fool around! You got a couple of hard-ons to deal with here, and the sooner you do it the better!"
As if in a dream, Vickie found the floor with her feet, slid backward, then forward, reaching between her legs for the colossal log of Billy's cock. She tilted it up in her hand, directed his prick at the gaping wet hole of her cunt. She wriggled the head inside her spongy twat lips and sat down, letting her full weight rest on his soaring cock. His prick bulled into her belly like a baseball bat.
Then she grabbed her satin-smooth ass cheeks and tugged them apart wantonly, baring her puckered asshole for the invading pole of Rick's cock. She held her breath, hardly believing she was going through with this, that she was welcoming two cocks into her body in such a manner. Whoever heard of such a thing! Getting fucked up the ass and the cunt at the same time!
Then she sighed heavily. The granite-hard bulb of Rick's prick was lodged up against her asshole and was boring hard, straining for entrance to her precious rear channel. His hands were placed firmly alongside her own and together they were spreading her cheeks, urging the lovely twin globes as far apart as they would go. She couldn't believe it! She was helping this guy to fuck her up the ass! And she already had a cock lodged firmly up her cunt!
"Ram it up her ass!" urged Billy. "I'm in her all the way! Let's get this show on the road! Oh fuck, her cunt is so wet!"
"She's tight! Her asshole's so fucking tight!" Rick complained, his cock bending in the middle as he tried to plow it into her. "Her asshole's so fucking tight!"
"I can feel it! I can feel your cock straining to get inside!" Billy raved. "Go ahead! It'll go! Don't fucking worry! Just cram your cock all the way inside her! She'll love it! She loves it already! Just fucking look at her!"
It was hard to tell what Vickie was feeling. Her face was distorted, as though she were experiencing the greatest pleasure or the most intense discomfort. Her eyes were closed and there was a thick film of sweat on her forehead. Blonde hair stuck to her temples. Her even white teeth dug into her lower lip.
"Ggggggnnnnnn!" she moaned, bucked downward onto Billy by Rick's thick cock. Rick's prick head had pried apart her asshole and was slowly, deliberately, digging into her rear channel. Her thighs jackknifed as her body was bent double over Billy's chest.
"Yeah! It's going! It's going up her ass!" Rick beamed, his face red and straining. "What an ass! So fucking tight!"
The rubbery circle of Vickie's pink asshole opened wider, and finally it began to suck in the thick log of Rick's cock. First the head, that swollen, purple, shining mushroom of flesh. Then an inch of cock shaft. And another. And another. Till nearly half his huge prick had disappeared. His prick was so thick.
"Gggggggnnnnnn!" Vickie wailed, her ass splitting on the invading pole. It couldn't be happening! This couldn't be happening! A cock fucking up her ass while she had one embedded fully up her cunt! It was too much! She'd faint dead away! She'd lose consciousness!
"Feel it go! Feel it go, whore!" Rick sneered. Another two inches of stiff cock vanished up the sweet librarian's sucking shit chute. "Gonna drill this sucker all the way into your belly!"
"I feel it! I feel it!" Billy encouraged, remaining perfectly still beneath the straining couple. His prick throbbed contentedly in Vickie's cunt, ready for action. There was no danger he'd lose his erection. Not with all this going on above him. The only problem was holding back his climax.
"Gggggggnnnnnnn!" Vickie groaned, her face turning red. Rick had split her ass in half! He'd surely split her ass in half with that cock! How could she take it? How could she ever take the whole thing? It must be damn near nine inches long!
"Yeah! Oh yeah!" Rick grunted, staring down at his prick.
All but three inches of his cock had disappeared. With a last mighty effort, he drove forward and buried the last of his cock inside her ass. Every last inch. His pubic hair brushed against her lush buns and his ball sac was nestled alongside Billy's. Their cocks were inside her to the hilt. Their cocks were buried deep in the twin holes of the helpless girl. They rested a moment, their pricks spasming.
"You're in her all the way! I can fucking feel your cock up her ass!" croaked Billy. "I can feel your balls! Fuck, she's taken us both all the way! That San Francisco whore couldn't even do that!"
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" Rick grunted.
"Ggggggggnnnnnn!" Vickie moaned, her body stuffed with cocks.
Then there was a bustle of movement, and both men were lunging into her, driving their cocks in and out of her with deep, vicious jerks. Billy's movements were confined to a series of short upward jabs, but he succeeded in burying his prick far inside her deep-sucking cunt. Rick had more room to maneuver. He plunged his cock in and out of her asshole as if he hadn't been laid in months. His balls swung between his legs, smacking up against Billy's on every lunge.
"Yes! Ohhh yes!" Vickie screamed. "Fuck me! Both of you! Fuck me deep! I need it! I need both your cocks!"
Her abrupt change of mood surprised her. Only moments ago, she'd been a little scared, not quite knowing what to expect from the colossal cocks. Now she was comfortable. She'd taken them both. All that remained was to get off. To let herself be overwhelmed by their plunging pricks and allow them to push her over the edge. There'd be no discomfort. There'd be no pain. She'd gotten the worst over and it hadn't been half bad. All that was left now was the sheer pleasure of the incredibly erotic experience.
"What a cunt! So deep! What a cunt!" raved Billy. "It's eating me alive, I swear!"
"You should feel her ass! My cock feels like it's being peeled!" responded Rick. "This little whore's got a couple of hot holes! Too bad Dave isn't here to shove his cock in her mouth! She could take three cocks easy! She could probably take more!"
Vickie damn near swooned between the two bucking men. Three guys at the same time! Maybe more! How fantastic! How utterly fantastic! They were right. She could take them all. She'd never get enough cock. If fucking two guys at the same time felt this good, what would fucking three or more be like? She resolved to try it at the first opportunity. A gang bang, that's what she needed! Maybe that would help put out her fires!
Rick's lunges were becoming sharper, more rough. He was slouched above her ass, drilling his stiff prick between her lush buns like an oil drilling bit. The jism was sizzling in his balls. "Hey, Billy, you about ready to come?" he snorted after a moment or two. "I figure we should try to come at the same time. Spurt off inside her both at the same time! What do you say?"
"I'm almost there! I'm almost fucking there!" grunted Billy, jerking his cock up into Vickie's pussy with twitches of his ass. "Give me another minute! I'm getting so fucking close!"
Vickie groaned deeply. Both at the same time! Both cocks going off inside her at the same time! How amazing? How incredible! What would it feel like? How would she handle all that jism? She was about to find out, she had a feeling. Both men seemed to be getting very near the edge. They were snorting roughly, ramming their cocks into her with vicious lunges.
"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!" Rick groaned. He was leaning low over Vickie's back again, his chest grazing the back of her shoulders. He nuzzled his face into her platinum hair, smelled her sweetness. He licked her ear and tugged at the lobe with his lips.
Vickie's face mirrored pleasure and pain. Her eyes, crinkled shut. Her nostrils flared. Her mouth was a snarl. She clenched her teeth tightly together. Her make-up was smeared and messed and her face glistened with sweat. She hadn't worn her glasses to the beach, and it was just as well. They'd have long since been lost in the tangle.
"Yeah! I'm there! I'm coming up her cunt!" Billy screamed, his voice a strangled whine. "I'm shooting up her cunt! I can't stop myself! It's pouring out!"
"Me too! I'm coming up her ass!" Rick growled, pistoning his ass cheeks back and forth. He reached below to squeeze her tits, but Billy's hands were already mauling them.
"Mnnnnnnnn! Mnnnnnnn!" strained Vickie, her eyes opening in a wild stare. "Yes! Do it to me! Come inside me at the same time! Fill me full of jizz! Both of you! Ohhh fuck! Ohhh fuck! I feel it! I fucking feel it!"
Thick blobs of jism were pouring out from both cocks, deep into her ass and far up her cunt. The pricks bucked and twitched, their heads spitting and belching out sizzling globs of white. Again and again and again, each time they thrust into her. The stuff coursed up both channels, whitewashing her insides with spunk.
"Ohhhh, fuck! I love it! I fucking love it!" Vickie wailed, her head twisting with lust. "Spurt it inside me! Spurt it all the way up inside me! I want to choke on it! I want gallons of lovely, creamy jizz!"
She was coming, her cuntlips spasming and sucking around Billy's invading cock, her cunt getting bathed in steaming jism. The thick outer lips of her cunt wiggled up and down on Billy's embedded prick, massaging his cock shaft and coaxing out more cum, urging the stuff up from his balls. Her lower belly felt numb.
"It's pouring out! I can't stop it!" moaned Billy, his face contorted. He squeezed her tits and bucked up into her belly with his thick, squirting cock. His balls seemed like they were on fire.
"She's such a whore! She's such a cockteasing little whore!" roared Rick, driving his cock deep up her asshole with every jerk of his hips. "Her ass is sucking out every drop! She's so hungry!"
In and out, back and forth the two cocks plunged, spurting thick wads of cum far into the librarian's willing body. They fired off again and again, great scalding jets of cum. Their spunk filled her up, clogged her steaming insides. A syrupy white paste began to ooze from her cunt and from her asshole, bathing their balls with grease.
The gunk was whipped up into a silver froth, clinging to tiny ball hairs. Cum slithered down into the crack of Billy's ass and coated the wooden bench beneath. Vickie's poor ragged cuntlips were slimy with it.
"Come inside me! Don't stop! Come inside me as long as you can!" she bleated. "I want it all! I want all your sizzling jism! Shoot it all! Shoot it all inside me! Up my ass and up my cunt! Shoot it all out!"
Both men fucked her roughly, fucking their erect cocks into her for long minutes. And time after time the blobs of spunk shot off, fired from their balls deep into the depths of Vickie's aching body. Her pale ass cheeks were reddened and sore from all the friction. Her thighs were locked in their jackknifed position. She wondered if she'd be able to walk, after all this.
"I'm finished! I can't shoot any more!" complained Billy, and beneath her he finally came to rest, content to let Rick provide all the motion. He kneaded her tits and tweaked her nipples.
Rick pistoned into her for a little while, jetting out the last of his spunk far up her ass. Then he too was slowing, driving his cock between her lush buns with more relaxed strokes. He raised up off her back and slid his hands up and down her flanks, marveling at the slenderness of her frame. She was really so small, and yet she had such big tits.
Vickie closed her eyes, savored the sweet waves of pleasure that still coursed through her cunt and belly. She lay flat on poor Billy, mashing her tits against his chest. She rested her head on his shoulder and let her feet dangle to the floor. Her ass cheeks were split wide by Rick's pulsing prick. She might not be able to sit down again for a week.
"What a fuck! What a goddamn hot chick!" Billy muttered, still playing with her nipples. "She took the both of us! She fucked the both of us at the same time!"
Rick was silent. He studied his glistening cock as it drilled leisurely in and out of her tortured asshole. All up and down the furrow between her cheeks a milky froth was shining. He dug his fingers into her plush buns and pried them apart.
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm! I love your cocks! I love both your stiff, delicious cocks!" Vickie moaned, dazed with pleasure. "I've got so much spunk inside me! I feel so bloated! I feel like I've swallowed two milkshakes!"
"Such a whore! Such a cockteasing little whore!" Rick mumbled, still pumping his hips. "She'll take anything! She'll just take any fucking thing at all!"
Vickie wondered if he was right. Would she? Would she take anything! Just how far would she go with her sexual adventures? A couple of days ago, she would never in her wildest dreams have imagined herself making it with two guys, even two guys she knew well. Now here she was, naked with two young strangers. Guys who looked on her as no more than a cunt, and who she looked on as no more than a couple of cocks. Who could have predicted she'd do what she'd just done with them?
She couldn't have, that was for sure. She'd led such a quiet life up to now, content to work at the library, surrounded by all those books. And now she was acting like some sexed-up porno star.
Vickie groaned deeply. The quart of jism shot off inside her seemed to slosh about in reply. What was happening to her? Just what in hell was happening to her? Was this the price she was going to pay for leading a quiet life? Maybe she should see a shrink.
She rammed her ass back a fraction and felt once more the delicious thrust of their cocks.
CHAPTER FOUR
Vickie didn't feel that much better for her day off. Her joints were sore from the heavy fucking and her jaw ached. Her asshole was especially sensitive. It felt like it had been reamed by a bat handle, and in a way it had. Rick's cock was huge. Sitting down now was not particularly pleasant, though she was glad to be back at work if only to rest up a little.
Midway through the afternoon, she was visited by Gary Frye, a colleague from the first floor. She'd always avoided him because he so obviously considered himself a ladies' man. His swagger and come-on manner always irritated her, and she'd played it cool with him. As long as there was one girl he couldn't get to first base with, she figured, there was always a chance he'd learn a thing or two about humility. But he seemed to remain very interested in her.
And he didn't appear too humble as he approached her desk. If anything, his manner was more confident, more leering than ever. Obviously Gary Frye was a very hard case. Same guys just never learned. They thought all chicks were turned on by overly aggressive men.
"What's cookin' Vickie baby?" he began, a wide smirk on his good-looking features.
Vickie almost laughed out loud. What a jerk this guy was! If he weren't so pathetic, he'd be hilarious. What did all the girls see in him?
"What you say we take a walk? It's about your coffee time, isn't it?" he went on, gazing fondly at her enormous tits.
"Frye, I wouldn't go for a walk with you for any price. Why don't you just fuck off?"
He stayed where he was, glaring at her hungrily. "My friend Donald in the business section told me you just love to take walks with the boys. He said he had a little session with you the other day that left him tuckered out. 'Couse if management ever found out that you like to get your exercise in library closets with no clothes on, they might take it badly. What do you think? How do you think old Saunders would react if he knew you sucked off your fellow employees in broom closets?"
Vickie cursed to herself. Damn that Donald asshole anyway! Why couldn't he just keep quiet about their little session? Why did he have to go and spoil the whole thing? Saunders was the chief of the library. He was a stern supervisor, and she rarely saw him unless he was really upset with her. That's all she needed, to have Saunders find out about her screwing around in closets! She'd be out of a job in no time!
"You're a snake, Frye," she sneered, her eyes flashing.
"Snakes I don't know much about, except this one here in my pants. How about it? Do I get a blowjob or do I go see old Saunders?"
Vickie sighed. She eyed him up and down and thought quickly. Well, what the hell? It was easier than sitting here arguing with him. It was better than having to go to dinner with him or spend any length of time in his company. Why not? She could suck him off and get it all over with real fast. At least it would give her time to think things over.
"Well, what do you say, cockteaser? You going to wrap those lovely soft lips around my cock or what?"
"Where? We can't do it here. Where should we go?" she asked softly.
"Closets aren't my thing. Let's go down to the basement," he suggested.
He led the way, glancing behind him every so often to make sure she was following. He felt his cock growing more excited by the minute. The basement was a huge, cavernous place where old books were stored and they had the area completely to themselves. Frye tugged her into a shady corner and forced her to her knees without any preliminaries. He placed his hands on his hips and shoved his crotch at her face. There was an arrogant sneer on his lips.
"Unzip me and take out my cock," he instructed, enjoying the sight of the prim librarian kneeling on the floor in front of him.
Vicky was wearing her glasses, and her blonde hair was again tied back stylishly. She was very lovely. Vickie reached up and did as she was told, tugging down his zipper loudly. She fumbled around inside, searching for his prick, but then gave up and decided to undress him properly. She unfastened the tops of his pants and let them slide to the floor. Then she tugged down his shorts and thrust them down around his knees.
There was a tremendous slapping sound as the great heavy log of his cock snapped up from his tight shorts and smacked her full in the face. His cock head grazed her cheek and bumped her glasses out of place before she knew what was happening. His prick was already two thirds erect.
"Ohhhhhh!" gasped Vickie, blinking. "You're hard already! You've got a hard-on!"
"Of course I've got a hard-on, you stupid cunt! I've been creaming my pants all day looking forward to this! I've been dreaming of those soft lips for hours!"
Vickie blushed, curling her slender fingers around the heated pole of his cock. How flattering! To have a guy creaming in his pants for her! She smiled. His cock was large. His foreskin peeled back, and the shaft wriggled with thick blue veins. She might enjoy this after all! She might not mind sucking off Gary Frye one little bit!
"Well, are you going to suck the fucking thing or stare at it all day?" he croaked, his eyes wild with tension. "I came here for a blowjob, you know!"
Vickie ignored him, examining his cock carefully. Her hand slid slowly, easily up and down on his huge prick, priming him for what was to come. The tight piss-slit winked at her saucily. The outer skin of his cock slid slickly over the thick inner shank.
"That's it! That feels better!" he breathed, watching his cock grow in her gently pumping fist. Her fingers were cool and tender on his hot prick.
"This is some cock, Frye," she muttered admiringly, her big eyes taking in every inch of his twitching prick. "Too bad you're such an asshole. We could have gotten together before now."
"Just suck the fucking thing, cockteaser!" he replied, glaring down at her.
Vickie leaned toward the looming cock and gave it a fast lick just below the head. Then her full lips sucked in, and his cock head was just inside her mouth. His prick throbbed hotly, laying on her velvet tongue. Her cheeks hollowed, then ballooned as she began to suck his prick.
"Yeah! Ohhh, yeah!" he groaned, staring at her dazedly. "Suck that cock! Suck that hot throbbing cock!"
The great fat head of his cock bumped the insides of Vickie's cheeks. An inch of solid cockmeat followed, slipping between her lips and onto her tongue. She opened her mouth a little, turned her face this way and that, so that he could see what she was doing to his captured prickhead. Her pink tongue darted everywhere, supporting his cock underneath, then circling up alongside and over the crown. She closed her eyes in concentration.
"Feels good! Feels good, whore!" he praised. "You sure know how to use that mouth of yours! You got the mouth of a hundred-dollar whore!"
She was about to break off her sucking to tell him she could do without the commentary, but then she thought better of it. It was a hell of a time to get into an argument. She sucked his cockhead harder, determined to get him off as quickly as possible. Her fist shucked up and down on his prick, and her free hand came up to cup his swinging balls.
His cock had grown to full size in her hand and it bloated her mouth like some monstrous growth. She tilted her head, angled down her mouth, then sucked in two, three, four inches of his cock shaft. The head nudged the roof of her mouth and snaked quickly into her widened throat. Her lips wrapped tightly around his prick midway down its trunk.
"Ohhh, fuck! That feels so nice! That tongue of yours is really something, little lady! Suck my cock!" he urged.
Vickie paused, then plunged deeper on his pulsing prick. Her lips wriggled, and suddenly she was snorting in his crotch hair. All of his cock was embedded in her mouth. She removed her hand from his prick. His cockhead was now lodged firmly in her throat.
"You took it all! That's the stuff! I knew you were a mean cocksucker when I first set eyes on you! There's a librarian who can suck a mean cock, I said to myself!"
Vickie was backing up off his stiff prick, letting half the glistening pole out into the light. Then down she plunged, eating every last inch again. Up and down, up and down she sucked, pistoning her mouth on his cock and coaxing up his hot jism with her lips. Her fingers squeezed and teased his twitching balls.
"What a mouth! Ohhh, fuck, what a great little cocksucker you are!" Frye wheezed, delighting in the sight of her lovely blonde head bucking up and down on his cock. It might have taken him a while, but he'd gotten her in the end! He'd gotten this cold, standoffish little bitch to suck his cock!
Vickie continued her head movements. Then she lifted up off his cock a little so that she could suck faster. Her hand returned to the base of his shaft and she pumped up and down while her mouth concentrated on the top two thirds of his cock. Her bright blonde hair bobbed and spun in the air.
"Mmmmmmffffff!" she grunted, rolling her big blue eyes up to his face. Behind her huge glasses her eyes looked very large and round.
"What's the matter little whore? Are you getting tired? Are you tired of sucking cock already?"
"Mmmmmmfffff! Come in my mouth!" she begged, pulling her lips off his reddened cock. "I want you to come in my mouth! Please!"
"I'll come where I want to come, you little slut!" he sneered, driving his hips against her face. "In fact, I think I've got a better idea! Take off your blouse!"
For a moment Vickie was confused, but then she quickly did as she was told. She unfastened her blouse and let it slip from her golden shoulders. It dropped from her arms and fell noiselessly to the floor.
"And the bra! Take off the bra and let's see those tits! I've been wondering what those tits look like for months!"
Obediently, she unhooked her flimsy bra and let her heavy tits jiggle free. They swelled out from her chest like ripe, swollen fruit. Her nipples were a dark-brown color and very hard-looking. They stuck out far from their circles of pink flesh. She looked up at him slyly, wondering what he wanted her to do next.
"Okay, leave your tits like that so I can see them. And suck my cock some more. I think when I come, I'll do it all over your tits! What do you think of that, whore? How'd you like me to come all over your hot tits?"
Vickie felt a thrill in her belly. She grabbed his cock again and prepared to suck him to climax. Before she put his cock back in her mouth, she noticed a huge drop of pre-cum had seeped out the cockhead, ready to drip to the floor. She tilted forward, stuck out her tongue, and scooped up the delicious blob. She smacked her lips and savored the taste of the cum.
"There's going to be more of that, little girl! There's going to be a lot more of that sticky juice for you to suck before very long!"
With a last glance at his flushed face, Vickie set to work on his cock once more, sucking half of it into her mouth, plunging up and down on it hungrily. Her fist slid up its length with strong, expert strokes, making him groan. The fingers of her free hand tickled his ball sac and teased up the swirling jism inside.
"Mnnnnn! Mnnnnn!" he wheezed, spreading his thighs apart. He seemed to be readying himself.
It couldn't be long now, Vickie thought. A minute or two at the most. Up and down, up and down she sucked, her heavy tits wobbling, her nipples twitching. She wondered if he really meant to come all over her tits. She'd never had that done to her before.
"Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh!" he grunted. Suddenly he was pumping his ass cheeks wildly, driving his cock into her mouth with long, vicious lunges. He glared down at her in fascination.
"Mmmmmmffffff!" Vickie complained, unable to control his jerking cock. She reared up, trying to get off his cock before he ruptured her windpipe. He gripped her by the back of the neck, holding her in position.
"I'm coming! Ohhh, you hot little slut! I'm coming for sure!" he groaned, folding his fingers over hers on the base of his cock, helping her to jerk his cock into her mouth.
A sizzling blob of jism filled Vickie's mouth to bursting. She coughed, gagged, and spluttered strings of it from the corners of her lips. Then she was swallowing, drawing in the thick paste.
He pulled back, jerked his flexing cockhead from her lips, wrenched it from her clinging fingers. Taking his prick solidly in his hand, he then began pumping his cock with even strokes, pointing the head directly at her heaving tits. A long streamer of white jizz splattered above her left tit. It began to drool down to her nipple in a heavy stream.
"Ggglllggglll!" she croaked, her mouth overflowing with silver strands of cum. She watched in disbelief as he jerked himself off onto her lovely golden tits.
"Told you I was going to come all over your tits, and that's what I'm doing!" he gloated.
His fist was a blur of motion on his spurting cock. The first blast had dribbled to her nipple and coated the thick nub with white cum. From there it flowed down, curling under the sweep of her plush tit until it reached her rib cage.
A jet of white shot from his cockhead and attached itself to her right tit, just to the side of her soaring nipple. It rolled down the lush globe, slithering over her golden skin like mercury. She bent her head to watch it, fascinated by the lewd sight.
And as his fist pumped on his cock, more and more hot jets of silver shot out, splattering across her heaving tits like spilt milk. He aimed his cock at her tits, tilting his cock this way and that to cover her tits completely with jism. The stuff shot at her in heavy ropes. Her tits were soon criss-crossed with wriggling streamers of white.
"You're coming on my tits! You're shooting your jizz all over my tits!" she marveled. Suddenly she brought up both hands beneath her tits, hefted them in her palms, made it easier for him to paint them with cum. "More! More cum! Cover me with it! I want my tits covered with hot jizz!"
Two more spouts of white spat out, one spinning over the top of her tit into her armpit, the other hooking itself to one stiffened nipple. The rest of his jism drooled down over his fingers in loose strands. A pool of white cum gathered in her cleavage.
"Look at it! It's all over me! It's all over my tits! I'm covered in cum! I'm all splattered in jizz!"
She gazed down at her cum-streaked tits and played with them, lifting and squeezing her tits, watching the silvery spunk wriggle about on her like worms. Cum dripped from her nipples. It clogged her pretty navel and slithered down to the top of her stylish skirt.
"Told you I'd come on your tits! I told you!" Frye muttered, pumping out the last strings of cum from his softening cock and letting them drop to her chest. The stuff dangled from his cock tip like loops of white elastic.
"All over me! All over me!" Vickie went on softly, and now she was smoothing her long fingers over her hanging tits, scooping up sticky wads of jism and massaging it into her skin. She coated each tit carefully, making sure she covered every inch. She even dabbed thick dollops of cream onto her stiff nipples. She was totally fascinated with the stuff and the way it made her plush tits gleam whitely.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck," Frye mumbled, amazed at what she was doing. He stood there with his cock in his hand, dripping spunk onto her. His pants were in a tangled heap around his ankles.
Vickie continued to play with his drying jizz for long minutes. It was as if Frye didn't exist. She was completely wrapped up in making her tits shine with spunk. Thick white coils of the stuff webbed her fingers together and drooled down onto her skirt, but she didn't seem to mind.
"So much jizz! You came so good!" she whispered, letting warm drops of cum drip from her fingertips onto her left nipple. Her tits were streaked and gleaming with white spunk.
"I don't believe you, little lady! Librarians don't do such things!" he wheezed.
"So much jizz! So much jizz!" Vickie chanted over and over.
CHAPTER FIVE
There was a note on Vickie's desk the next morning from Mr. Saunders, the head of the library. It asked her to stop by his office at the end of the day to discuss certain matters relating to her employment. She crumpled the note into a tiny ball and tossed it aside, cursing to herself.
Goddamn that Frye asshole anyway! Had he told Saunders after all? All these guys were alike. Once she'd blown them or fucked them they always spread the word. It just wasn't fair!
She immediately sank into a deep depression. This could only mean one thing. Old Saunders was about to give her the axe. Why else would he want to see her? And after, she'd worked so hard! Up until this week she'd never done anything out of the ordinary. She'd been good at her job. She'd been efficient. Now this!
She wondered why they never wanted to see her when she did a good job? How come they only were interested in her if she fucked up? It wasn't fair. Where would she find another job like this? She sat at her desk in a funk, frowning and running over and over in her head every possible explanation for the note. She kept coming to the sane conclusion: she was about to be fired.
She took an early lunch break and wandered around for a time in a daze, bumping into people on the busy sidewalks. She finally found herself entering a movie theater to get away from the noise and traffic. Sitting all alone at the back of the almost empty theater, she tried to concentrate on the movie to keep her mind occupied. But it was difficult. Thoughts of Saunders and her appointment late that afternoon kept her head spinning.
When some man sat next to her in the darkness, she barely noticed. When his brawny arm molded itself against hers, she hardly gave it a second thought. It wasn't until his hand came to rest on her knee that she snapped out of her daze. Her whole body tensed and her breaths came quicker.
Her immediate reaction was to stand up, rap him across the mouth with her fist, and storm out of the theater. Who the hell did he think he was, pawing her in the darkness? But she didn't move. She sat as still as ever, her body quivering, waiting to see what he would do next. For some weird reason she suddenly didn't want to go.
The warm hand wriggled under the hem of the skirt, and when it met no resistance it snaked over the silky hose on her thigh. The fingers crawled over the taut nylon an inch at a time, as if the owner of the hand were giving her a chance to brush him away. But she didn't. She didn't look at him either. She simply stared ahead, unseeing, at the screen, her heart pounding at what she was allowing to happen.
And finally the fingers were at her crotch, scratching at her panties. She slipped down a little in her seat, spread her legs wide. She was giving the hand full access to her cunt. She didn't want it to go away. She wanted it to molest her pussy.
There was a low snorting sound from the man as he leaned forward a fraction so that he could dig his hand deeper. His fingers were under the top of her panties, and they plunged inside, searching out her cunt slice with his middle digit. He found her pussy and thrust his finger inside her, drilling past the first and second knuckle in a flash.
Vickie sighed to herself. It felt so good! It felt so good to have a finger up her cunt again! She slid even lower in her seat, her eyes closing tightly. She swung her thighs in and out around the stranger's hand, urging him deeper and deeper into her aching pussy. She felt herself wetting his hand, the juice dribbling down her twat in oily gushes.
Two of his fingers were prying apart her cuntlips while a third was probing inside her. He began to jerk in and out, moving his middle finger like a small cock in her juicing pussy. Gooey cunt sap soiled her underpants and dribbled into the crack of her ass. She became wet so fast these days!
She found herself reaching over into the stranger's lap, fumbling for his fly in the darkness. She slid his zipper down expertly and let her fingers, do the walking inside his opened pants. She curled her band around his thick prick, and tugged it out into the open, forcing a short gasp from him as his prick caught briefly on his fly.
His cock was fat. As she began her expert pumping motions, his prick lengthened like a telescope. Wet sounds came up from his crotch. She glanced around to make sure no one knew what they were doing. There were people within a few yards of them, but they appeared to be absorbed in the silly movie.
The finger in her cunt rested a moment. She could sense the man savoring the feel of her hand on his growing cock. She jacked his cock for the better part of a minute, then she too paused, anxious to get his finger moving again. Sure enough, once her hand stopped, he resumed his probing of her cunt.
In the stuffy darkness of the theater, they masturbated each other, rubbing up and down on their sex parts as if they were lovers of long standing. They never looked at each other, but kept their eyes glued to the screen. Only the soft sounds of wet, jerking flesh betrayed what was going on.
At one point Vickie sensed that his prick was fully erect. His cock throbbed in her fist. She could feel the hot veins pulsing. She twisted in her seat, wriggled down so that his hand was forced out from the steaming heat of her wet crotch. Then she hooked up her leg, braced herself, and clambered over him, never for a moment letting go of his stiffened prick.
He immediately sensed what she was up to. Instead of sticking his hand back into her cunt, he helped her mount him, holding her by the waist and supporting her strongly. He dipped lower in his seat, and his cock soared up high in her grasping fist.
Her one free hand was gripping the tops of her panties and hose. She forced the damp garments down off her ass and pussy, shoving them down below her knees in a flash. Then she moved on over him, hunkering down with widespread legs atop the roaring hard-on. She planted his wet cockhead up against her soggy, hair-lined cuntlips and jiggled this way and that gingerly, getting her hole used to the idea of yet another penetration.
She noticed that he was middle-aged and not at all bad-looking. But she didn't look at him long. Her head dipped, and she was trying to gaze at her darkened crotch, judging where to slot her aching pussy in order to suck, him rapidly inside. Her pussy was dripping wet.
His cockhead slipped between the damp folds of her puffy cunt and she suddenly sat on him, allowing her whole weight to drop on top of his cock. His thick cock bulled into her, separating her soggy cuntlips and driving deep inside her. Her hungry cunt swallowed up his whole prick and she was soon sitting on his trembling balls, his crotch hair tickling her lower belly.
She sighed loudly. She found it tremendously exciting that neither one of them had said a word, that they were meeting like this, fucking like this, as absolute strangers who hadn't even exchanged the time of day. This guy could be anyone, a lawyer, a teacher, or a bum off the streets. It didn't matter. He had a cock inside her and that's all she cared about.
Her body began to move on top of him, fucking slowly, sensually, increasing slightly in speed as she grew used to his huge hard-on. She placed her hands on his shoulders and propelled herself up and down, fucking him with long, even lunges that sent his cock into her to the hilt. Her pussy felt deliciously clogged with cock.
He sat there in his theater seat, content to let the girl on top of him do all the work. His hard-on parted her cuntlips viciously and drove far inside her each time she dropped down on him. He could no longer see the screen. He clasped his hands tightly around her fully-clothed waist.
Vickie closed her eyes, thoroughly enjoying the sparks of sensation that were coursing through her cunt. She was fucking a strange guy in a movie theater and she was enjoying every minute of it. She wasn't even feeling guilty or self-conscious.
The man beneath her, began snorting softly. He didn't say a word. He seemed just as determined as she was to remain silent. But he couldn't prevent himself from gasping with lust. The sensation of her hot wet twat wrapped around his cock appeared to be getting to him.
Lewd squelching sounds came from their sex parts. Her juice was sluicing down over his cock in torrents, and it soiled his pants. She began to fuck quickly, driving her cunt down on his cock. She wasn't far from cuming. Small tremors of pleasure were pulsing up and down her cunt walls.
She concentrated on the rich sensations sparking up from her clogged cunt. In and out, in and out, his slick cock fucked, filling her ravaged hole beautifully. She began to fuck him roughly, jerking up and down crazily. She felt herself going over the edge, flashes of pleasure coursing through her belly.
She bit her lip, tried to keep from crying out loud. She wanted to yell, she wanted to scream out in the musty old theater, letting all her pent-up feelings flow. But she didn't. She spun and bobbed on top of him, thinking about the dirty words she wanted to scream: Cock, cock, cock, and cunt, cunt, cunt. Fuck, fuck, fuck, and cum, cum, cum. She rolled her head back and forth.
And then he too was moving, jerking his ass up off the seat as best he could and knifing his hard-on into her hungry cunt. He gripped her by the waist and drove up into her, his balls quaking. It seemed his hot jism was sizzling in the pouch, ready to burst up and out into her steaming cunt.
In the middle of her tense climax, Vickie felt scalding bolts of spunk splatter her insides. There were tremors in his cock shaft and twitches in his prickhead. Hot globs of cum were spurting up her cunt, whitewashing the walls of her inner pit. Again and again and again she felt them, squirting off like blasts of molten lead up her cunt. It took very ounce of self-control to keep from screaming out loud.
He groaned softly, deep in his throat, as his balls emptied their steaming load up her hole. He jerked his prick in and out of her with short, rough lunges, and after each thrust a hot wad of jism spat far up inside her pussy. The squishing noises grew louder as his warm spunk mixed with her cunt sap and frothed back down onto his aching balls. The cream slithered into the crack of his ass.
More blobs shot off, clogging her deep channel like lava. His cock didn't want to stop spewing. Again and again his prick twitched, firing sizzling ropes of jism far up her cunt. She humped up and down, her thighs split wide on either side of him, her cunt soggy with cum. Her pussy was nipping at him, massaging and sucking at his thick prick lovingly.
It was over as quickly as it had begun. His cock stopped spurting. She drove herself up and down on his cock slowly, her belly still rippling with pleasure. She laced her fingers behind his neck and bowed her head, as if very tired. Up and down she bobbed, squishing her cum-clogged twat over his cock tenderly. Wads of cream slithered out of her and messed up his crotch.
His prick started to wilt inside her. She could feel it. Before his cock had a chance to wither completely, she lifted up off him. A great torrent of spunk and cunt oil slopped out of her hole onto the floor. Streamers of it drooled down the insides of her thighs. She reached down between her legs and her fingers were immediately covered with slime.
She rolled over, back into her own seat, her legs-and crotch, shining with sap even in the darkness. She tugged up her tangled panties, flopping the brief triangle over her wet cunt with a soft snap. She refitted her hose as best she could and folded her skirt back down over her legs. Her pussy was still spasming from the last sparks of her climax.
He gazed blankly at the screen, his cock a limp wet noodle in his lap. He didn't bother to dress. He simply sat there, his pants opened wide, spunk and cunt juice soiling him. He breathed deeply, as if he'd taken a long swim. His tongue lolled from the corner of his mouth.
Vickie didn't even look at him. She finished dressing and stood up, wobbly. Then she turned abruptly away from him and walked out of the theater, not even acknowledging his presence. He didn't seem to notice. He stared at the screen like a man in a dream.
She stepped out into the street and blinked at the light, a little surprised that it was still so bright out, that the streets were still so full of midday crowds going about their business. Somehow, for her, it felt like the dead of night. She strode rapidly down the sidewalk, trying to ignore the slimy cum that was seeping out her cunt and down her thighs.
CHAPTER SIX
Though everyone working in the library referred to him as "old Saunders," the head of the staff was really no such thing. He was in his late forties. He was strong and robust looking, with sexy grey hair speckling his temples. He looked more like a successful businessman than a head librarian, and only his wire-rimmed glasses gave him a faintly intellectual air.
He was stern, and he didn't appear to have much of a sense of humor to those who came in contact with him. Not many people did, of course, and this probably added to his reputation. As far as Vickie had heard, he only called people into his office when he was displeased with them and wanted to dress them down or fire them. He never, to her knowledge, called in people for a pleasant chat.
But she tried to cheer herself up with the notion that few people really knew what old Mr. Saunders was all about. She was nervous, she couldn't pretend she wasn't, but she tried to concentrate on the positive aspects of her past employment. She'd been a good librarian, efficient and thorough. She'd never been late, and until this week had hardly had a day off. Maybe she was going to be an exception.
Maybe she was going to be called into his office for a friendly talk.
Deep down she felt that this wasn't so, but she ignored the feelings, She worked steadily through the afternoon and was tapping on Mr. Saunders' door several minutes before the appointed time. She wanted to get it over with.
"Come in, Vickie, my dear," Mr. Saunders welcomed as she stood in the open doorway. "Take a seat. I'd like to talk to you."
She moved across the room, surprised that he even knew her first name, let alone was friendly enough to use it. In all the time she'd worked here, she couldn't recall him once addressing her by her first name. She couldn't remember him ever speaking to her, period, in fact, after the initial interview he had given her. And that had been so long ago. She couldn't recall what he had said.
He stood up as she entered. While she slipped into a seat in front of his desk and collected her thoughts, he turned his back on her and stared out the window. His office was spacious and pleasant, with big plants in the corners. On his large desk was a clutter of papers.
He suddenly spun around, stepped beside the desk, then sat on its edge, facing her. His long legs were spread out on either side of her, and she found herself gazing at his crotch. He had his hands in his pockets, but now he pulled them out and planted them on his thighs. He leaned over and spoke very softly.
"You've been with us a while now, haven't you, Vickie?" he queried pleasantly, staring into her big blue eyes.
"Yes, I have..." she murmured, suddenly very shy in front of him. His presence was a little overwhelming. She heard her heart pounding softly.
"And this week you've been away, and you've seemed so distracted," he went on, reaching out to caress her cheek with his fingertips. "Why is that?"
"I... I'm not sure..." she lied, suddenly quite embarrassed under his steady stare.
"Could it be too much cock?" he persisted, quite matter-of-factly. "Could the reason you're so distracted be your involvement with cocks this past little while?"
Vickie's heart lurched. So that asshole Frye had told on her after all! Or was it Donald? Who knew? Old Saunders had her number, that's all that mattered right now. Somehow he'd found out about her fuck sessions in the library. Maybe he even had spies all over the place. Maybe Frye or Donald hadn't told on her after all.
"I know how it is for young girls, especially young girls working in libraries and places like that. It can all get so boring, can't it? Among all those books, I mean. I can understand how a pretty young girl would get so bored and frustrated."
What was he getting at? she wondered. Just what in hell was he getting at? And he was looking at her so strangely! His eyes were lit up so! It was as if he was seeing her for the first time.
"What do you think of this?" he asked. Suddenly he was snapping at his fly, wriggling out the limp snake of his pink cock. He held it in his hand as if he were asking her to look over a passage in a book. His prick looked like a huge hunk of salami in his fist.
"Mr. Saunders! I don't know what to say!" she began, staring at his cock in fascination. "It's nice. I mean... it's a fine-looking cock..."
"Of course it's a fine-looking cock! It's one of the finest-looking cocks you'll ever see! But does anyone ever see it, in this godforsaken library? Never! I never get to use it! I'm the head of a fucking library, so everyone thinks I'm sexless!"
Vickie glanced at his face quickly. Was this guy nuts? She thought he'd invited her here to fire her, and instead he was showing her his cock.
"You've no idea how long I've watched you from afar, Miss Vickie! Ever since you first came here! I've been too shy to do anything, of course. I always thought you were such a virginal little girl. But after what I saw you do last week, and with all those different men! Well, I decided I couldn't miss out on the fun! I decided since everyone else was fucking you, I deserved a piece of the action too!"
Vickie stared at him in disbelief. For a moment she didn't understand what he was talking about. Then she opened her mouth slowly. "How did you know... How did you see..."
"There's nothing I don't see in this library. I'm all over the place. Everywhere. Though I keep out of sight, naturally. Last week I saw you fucking some guy between the stacks. Then I saw you later in the week in the basement with one of our own employees. It was great. I enjoyed every minute of it."
Vickie was surprised he didn't mention the session with Donald. But then that had been in the broom closet. Even Mr. Saunders couldn't have gotten a front row seat for that little episode! She stared at him dumbly. Then she glanced at the limp snake of his cock in his fist. He was priming it slowly, and his prick was growing steadily, pointing at her.
"What... what do you want me to do?" she asked sweetly. "I'm not sure I understand." Her huge eyes drifted from his face to his cock, then back again.
"Well, I haven't quite decided yet. First of all, you can take my cock in your hand. That'll be a start. I'll think of what I want to do as we go along."
He followed her movements as she reached for his gnarled cock with her long cool fingers. She tilted his cock up toward her and began a slow easy, pumping on it with her hand. Then she stared up at his face to see what he wanted done next. She suddenly seemed very young and innocent there in her boss' office.
"Do you want me to suck you off?" she asked. "I'll suck you off if you like."
"Maybe later. Just jerk me off for now. Your hand feels real good on my cock."
He sat there on the edge of his desk, quite content to let her pull on his swelling prick with her slender fingers. He appeared to be in no hurry at all, as if he had all the time in the world. He lodged his hands in his pockets again and simply stared at her, studying her gorgeous face as she jerked off his cock.
Vickie grew slightly self-conscious under his gaze. It felt so strange. This man was the head of the library, the symbol of authority for her. And here she was yanking on his growing erection. He was straddling the corner of his desk, his long legs spread on either side of her, his pink cock pumping in her fist. It just didn't feel right, somehow.
"Open up my pants," he instructed.
She did as she was told, allowing his prick to sway as she fumbled for his belt clasp and pants top. His prick loomed out like a wet rocket, pointing at her face. His cock was more than half-erect now, its domed head shining brightly. As she pulled down his pants and shorts, she bent his prick down beneath the elastic. Then it snapped back violently against his belly as she tugged his clothes farther down his thighs.
"Careful, you stupid slut!" he complained, watching his prick vibrate back and forth in front of him. He had lifted up a fraction off the desk to let her pull down his pants. Now, instead of sitting back down, he decided to remain standing. Once she'd succeeded in pulling his clothes to the floor, he moved in even closer.
Vickie finished untangling his pants and shorts from his legs and turned up her lovely face to await more instructions. But she was suddenly confronted by the colossal spike of his prick just inches from her face. Before she had time to respond, he began slapping his hardening cock back and forth across her face, patting each of her cheeks in turn with stinging blows. She winced and tried to draw back.
"Stay where you are, whore!" he growled, his erection slapping across her face. "Don't fucking move an inch!"
"Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!" Vickie closed her eyes in self-defense. He wasn't hurting her. There was only so much force he could get behind his swinging prick. But she was taken aback with shock. She just hadn't expected him to start slapping her with his hard-on!
"You like that, cunt? You like that?" he went on, whacking her face with his cock. His prick made soft rapping sounds on her face.
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Vickie answered. It felt so strange! How could she like it?
He was suddenly grabbing her behind her neck with a strong hand, pulling her closer to him, rubbing the head of his cock against her pretty face. He smeared seeping pre-cum juices on her skin, leaving clear trails of wetness on her cheeks and along her nose. She was forced to shut her eyes as he began rubbing his cockhead against her eyelids and over her forehead.
"Feels so nice! Feels so nice to rub my cock into your sweet little whore face!" he groaned, circling his cock around and around on her skin. "You're so beautiful! I don't believe how beautiful you are! What a face! What a fucking face!"
Vickie sat in her chair in front of him and let him do as he liked, tilting up her face so that he could smear his cock onto her. Well, whatever turned him on! It was something she often liked to do herself, smear a guy's cock all over her face. Hadn't she done it with Donald in the broom closet?
Her face shook on a shiny coating as the juices seeping from his cockhead clung to her skin. The thin film dried quickly and the stuff felt tight across her features. She wondered how long this would go on. She was curious to know if he would fuck her or what. She felt herself getting wet between her legs.
"Come here," he said suddenly, backing off from her and gripping her wrist. He was pulling her up out of her seat, twisting her around, laying her down over the corner of the desk. He cradled her head and neck in his strong hand, tilted her back till her face was upside down beneath him and her lovely platinum hair was cascading to the floor.
"Ungh!" Vickie grunted, caught completely off guard.
"Gonna fuck your face! Gonna cram my hard cock into that sweet little mouth of yours and fuck it till you scream!" he gloated, thrusting his prick forward. His granite-hard cockhead scraped up along her cheek and poked her in the eye as it searched for her mouth.
Vickie tried to settle comfortably on the cluttered desk top, spreading her legs out on either side and gripping the edges with her hands. She let her head fall back onto his supporting palms and opened her mouth obligingly, figuring the best thing to do was help him out before he hurt her. His fat cockhead plowed between her lips and across her tongue.
"Ggglllmmmnnnn!" she slobbered, her mouth suddenly full of hard cock.
He thrust forward harshly, driving his cockhead deep into her throat with one lunge. His dangling balls flopped crazily against her nose. Her cheeks ballooned hugely. She began to snort loudly.
"Gonna fuck your mouth! Gonna fuck your face!" he raved, beginning a steady in-and-out motion with his hips. His spit-slick cock drove in and out of her ravaged lips. His prick glistened brightly each time it cleared her mouth.
Vickie stayed absolutely still, fearful that he'd do her some damage if she moved so much as an inch. His balls smacked against her nose again and again, and she tried to adjust her breathing so that she could snort in air whenever his hairy sac swung away from her. For some reason she kept her eyes open, watching his swaying balls.
"What a hot little bitch! What a cocksucking slut!" he wailed, starting to fuck her mouth in earnest. He let go of her head and neck now, forcing her to support herself. He planted his hands on her tit mounds. He mauled and mangled them through her dress, kneading her full globes.
Vickie's mind raced. Who would believe it? All this time she'd thought Mr. Saunders to be a grim, sexless, middle-aged intellectual, and here he was, naked to the waist, fucking his thick cock in and out of her mouth! This certainly was a different side to him! Underneath he was just as kinky as everyone else!
Saunders sawed his cock in and out of her mouth, forcing her ragged lips to accept his stone-hard erection. He moved faster and faster, pistoning his prick back and forth madly. His ass cheeks were a blur of motion. They flexed and pumped and twitched beneath his shirt-tails.
"Gglllggglll!" Vickie moaned, her head spinning. It was so difficult to keep her neck aligned without any support. The back of her neck was tense and sore. She clenched his thighs.
"Such tits! Such gorgeous fucking tits!" he chanted. "We'll save them for later! We'll save your tits for later! Then we can really have some fun, yes sir!"
Later? What did he mean? How long was this going to last? Did he plan to keep on using her after he'd shot off down her throat? Was he going to fuck her afterward maybe? Perhaps he wouldn't come in her mouth at all. He might pull out before he came and stick his cock somewhere else!
"I think I'm gonna come soon! I think I'm gonna come!" he said bucking his cock back and forth insanely. Sweat was pouring down his face and dripping from his chin.
Vickie moaned. She wished it was over. She wished he'd come and be finished.
One of her hands left his thigh and waved about aimlessly in the air for a moment. Then she found what she was looking for. Her fingers closed around the swinging sac of his balls and she squeezed tightly. No reason why she should be the only uncomfortable one! How did he like having a fist gripping his balls!
"Aaannnggghhh!" he grunted, clenching his eyes shut. He'd been ready to come. The jism in his nuts was sizzling.
Vickie felt tremors in his balls. His pouch was quaking in her fist. And suddenly his movements became jerky and uncontrolled, and she knew he was coming. She breathed deeply, tried to concentrate, to prepare herself for the deluge to come. She only hoped she could take it.
"I'm coming! Ohhh, you hot little slut, I'm coning in your mouth!" he roared, throwing back his head. He pistoned back and forth, and his cock gleamed each time it withdrew from her face.
Great sticky wads of jism blasted down Vickie's throat, shooting to her stomach in a flash. It was like being force-fed raw eggs. Again and again and again, her mouth was being filled with steaming paste.
"Gggggglllulggggg!" she gurgled, swallowing rapidly, her neck bobbing with the effort.
"Down your throat! Down your cocksucking throat! All my jism! All my steaming hot jism !" Saunders croaked, shooting out gout after gout of cream.
Vickie's mouth was being pumped full of scalding spunk. Her cheeks ballooned, and white streamers spurted from her mouth. Trails of cum slithered toward her eyes, all silver and gleaming. Strings of cum dripped from his plunging cock and stuck to her face.
"Ggggglllllggggg!" she slobbered, trying desperately to clear her mouth of cum. Her tits heaved and rolled with the effort. Her pretty neck bobbed.
His prick spat out bolt after bolt of the stuff, clogging her throat. And each time he drove forward, he plowed great thick wads of it before him, clear into her spasming gullet. The overflow backed up and splashed from the corners of her shining mouth.
"Eat it all down, that's a good girl!" he encouraged, drilling his cock between her spunk-slick lips. "Swallow all my hot jizz! Suck it to your belly! It's good for you! It's very nutritious!"
Vickie tried her best. Her fist clutched his balls, and she squeezed and tugged at his sac, pumping up the scalding cum. Just how much of the sizzling cum did he have backed up in him anyway? He was spurting quarts of the hot stuff!
"Gggggglllllggggg!" she croaked.
"What a hot little cocksucker! What a mean little cocksucker I've had working for me all this time! And I never knew it! Well, things are going to be different, from now on, huh, slut? From now on I'm going to take advantage of my hot-pants librarian! She's going to suck me off at every opportunity, isn't she? Starting tonight, right? Starting tonight at a hot little party I've arranged! You can suck cock there to your heart's content!"
Vickie wondered vaguely what he was talking about, but she didn't have much time to worry about it. She was far too busy sucking down quarts of cum. She finally had her throat half cleared and was able to swallow the last few spurts of spunk without much effort. It seemed to be over at last. His balls were finally emptying.
"How about it, little whore? How about a cocksucking party tonight? You'll be the guest of honor. You can eat all the cum you want!"
Vickie's head jerked under his last few thrusts and she began to lick his cockshaft clean of jism.
"Gggggggllllhlllggggggg!" she moaned contentedly.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Saunders was quite serious, Vickie learned later, when he spoke of a party that night. She hadn't paid much attention at the time, but it turned out he wanted her to show up at his home around eight o'clock, dressed in her sexiest clothes. He added that she should be prepared to spend the night. She could always refuse to come, of course, but if she did, she'd lose her job.
Vickie didn't want to refuse. She wanted to go to Saunders' house. She wanted to know more about him. In some strange way he fascinated her. Perhaps because she knew now that underneath his cold exterior there was a raging sexual appetite. This made him very interesting in her eyes. Older men, she was learning, were not always what they seemed.
And so she soaked in a hot bath, douched all the cum from her cunt and gargled away all the clogged jism in her throat. It had been a busy day. She dressed herself in her sexiest clothes, as instructed, and took a cab to Saunders' suburban home at the arranged time. She took an overnight bag, prepared to spend the night with her horny boss.
What she wasn't prepared for was the scene in the living room when Saunders ushered her in from the hall. There were four men, besides Saunders, in the lounge area in front of an enormous fireplace. Donald and Frye she knew, of course, but the other two men were absolute strangers. She stared at Saunders, confused, wondering just what was expected of her.
He introduced the two strangers as Jason and Frank as he edged her slyly into the center of the group. They worked in library administration, he explained, and had wanted to meet her for months. She eyed them doubtfully, fairly sure she'd never seen the strangers before. They could easily have been guys that Saunders had picked up off the street.
"Don't look so confused," he went on, stroking her ass. "I said we were having a party tonight, and that's what we're going to have. It's going to be a fucking and sucking party, and you're the main attraction."
Vickie stared at him blindly. Did he really expect her to fuck and suck all five of them? At the same time? In the same evening? One after the other? She stood in the center of the group, and to her dismay they all sat down on the couches surrounding the blazing fireplace and eyed her hungrily. It was as if she were a prize cow on display.
"Don't be shy," Saunders continued. "We're all friends here. I believe you know Donald and Gary very well already, in fact. You can feel quite at home."
The two men in question leered at her lustfully but didn't say anything. She smiled weakly, feeling terribly self-conscious. There was a moment of silence, and she sensed herself being undressed by all five pairs of eyes. She suddenly wanted to get on with it, whatever it was they wanted her to do. If something didn't happen soon, she'd just grow more and more nervous.
"What do you want me to do?" she whispered, looking directly at Saunders.
"Strip for us, to start with," he answered. "I see you wore some of your sexiest stuff, as I recommended. Okay, now take off your clothes and let us see what you've got underneath."
Vickie was glad to be given something to do, even this. She reached for the buttons of her dress, and she slowly undid them. Taking a deep breath, she began to undress.
She really had taken a great deal of care with her appearance tonight and each of the men had his own little erotic fantasy going within minutes of her starting to strip. She had not worn her glasses. Her platinum hair shone brightly and she'd pinned a pretty red rose over her right ear. Her flawless complexion damn near glowed. Both eyelids were heavily daubbed with dark-blue eyeshadow, and her pouty lips glistened with a coating of bright red gloss.
The scarlet dress soon opened and fell away from her amazing body. She flopped it over the arm of a couch and stood quietly before the five horny men, her strip over before it had begun. For there was nothing more she could take off that would help display her any more lewdly. The remaining items of clothing did more to emphasize her sex parts than conceal them.
She wore a black silk harness that was supposed to be a bra. It was no more than two large diamond-shaped holes formed by crisscrossed strings of lace. Her huge tits bulged through the gaps tightly, like misshapen balloons. Because of the way her tits were distorted, her nipples shot up and out like small erect cocks. They pointed far enough up toward the ceiling for a couple of heavy coats to be hung on them.
She wore no panties at all. Her blonde beaver tufted out in a triangle of bushy hair. But around her waist she had a black suspender belt. Dark silk stockings ran all the way up her slender thighs and were attached to frilly straps. She looked like a very classy whore.
"Jesus Christ, look at that!" one of the men murmured. There was a general stirring of the group and a muttering that went on for several minutes.
Vickie began to warm up to their admiring glances. Her nervousness disappeared. They all admired what they saw to the point where several of them had to adjust their steadily growing cocks.
"Do you like me?" she asked. "Do you think I'm pretty?"
"You're pretty enough for our purposes," answered Saunders. He stood up and came toward her. "Now how'd you like to wrap that sulky little lipsticked mouth around my cock? I think a little suck would be perfect right about here."
Saunders stood confidently before her, his hands on his hips, a wide sneer on his proud features. He gripped her by the shoulders and pressed her down onto her knees.
Dressed in her lewd underwear, with all her intimate sex parts on display, Vickie sank to the carpet and reached for Saunders' fly. She was very much aware of the other four men in the room. They were stepping up alongside her boss, in a line, and they were dropping their pants and peeling off their shorts. She concentrated on undressing Saunders.
Soon there were five hefty cocks dangling around her, all in a line and waiting for her to service them.
"Didn't I say you could suck cock to your heart's content tonight? Didn't I say that?" Saunders leered. "Well, I meant it! There's enough cock here to last you a month!"
It was true, Vickie realized. Never had she ever in her wettest dreams imagined this many cocks at her disposal. Five of them! Most women didn't get to see that many in a lifetime! And she was going to get to suck and fuck them all in the same evening.
"Atta, girl, go to it!" Saunders encouraged, gazing down at her bright blonde head.
Vickie had pulled down his pants and shorts and was now gently fondling his balls in one palm while she shucked his cock up and down in her other hand. Then, she leaned forward and kissed his prick. Her lips felt the pulsing of a purple vein. Her tongue scoured up and down his cock.
Almost unconsciously, she let her hand drift over to the second cock in the line-up. Her fingers circled it and began jerking on it slowly, preparing it for when she moved her mouth over. The two cocks grew rapidly as she worked on them. Saunders' cock swelled out her lips into a tight red oval.
"Suck it nice now, suck it nice!" Saunders encouraged, heaving his hips gently back and forth. "Get it nice and hard now, you sweet slut!"
She sucked his prick fat three or four minutes, moving her soft mouth up and down on him with steady, practiced strokes. The fingers of one hand jiggled his balls back and forth. Then she lifted off his cock altogether, surveyed her creation a moment, then smiled up at him warmly.
"Hard enough?" she asked, her eyes twinkling lewdly. "Or you want me to suck it some more?"
"Better give the other fellows a chance," Saunders suggested, taking his cock in hand and keeping it primed.
She hobbled on her knees to her right and pulled the second prick towards her. It was very erect and soared out in her fist. She quickly sucked down three inches of hardening flesh. Her other hand moved on to the third cock and began exploring its gnarled contours.
In this manner she proceeded along the lineup of horny men, priming a cock in her fist while she sucked on its neighbor, then moving on down the line. Steadily the five cocks rose up from friendly floppiness to angry redness. They soared up from five hairy crotches like rockets on launching pads.
What was she going to do with five enormous hard-ons? She had raised them up, and now she was going to have to do something about getting them down! She looked from one to the other with misgiving. Then she sucked another cock inside and began running her mouth up and down on it harshly. She didn't want to think about it. Not yet.
Somehow, while she'd been sucking cocks, all five men had stripped naked. Now they moved in closer to her, forming a circle. They leaned down as she sucked their cocks and fondled her tits. Their pricks loomed out at her like logs.
"Let's fuck her," Frye suggested, gripping her by the shoulders. He wanted to be the first to ram his cock into her gaping cunt.
"Yeah, let's fuck her brains out," Jason agreed, and he helped Frye haul her off Frank's cock and pull her to the floor.
There was a confused tangle of bodies, and Vickie was laid out between the men like an offering. Frye was immediately between her legs, his huge cockhead prodding between the wet lips of her hair-lined cunt. He shoved and his prick disappeared inch after inch into her gaping cunt. Her pussy sucked at his cock and drew him rapidly inside.
"Oh fuck, what a cunt!" Frye groaned, watching as his cock vanished completely inside her pussy. His crotch hair meshed soggily with hers. He began to fuck roughly in and out.
"Suck it! Suck it!" Donald groaned. He was stationed near Frank on either side of Vickie, and together they were poking their cocks at her, each trying to be the first to snake his prick inside her lips. She satisfied the both of them by tilting her head from side to side, sucking in first one, then the other cock.
Saunders and Jason knelt at her flanks. They grabbed her hands and curled her fingers round their steaming hard-ons. They helped her get started by pumping her fists up and down on their pricks, but soon she was jacking them off all by herself.
"She sure sucks a cock nicely," Donald said. "She uses her tongue like a professional."
"I'd no idea librarians knew how to do such things," Frank said, nudging her cheek with his dickhead. "This little whore is an expert."
"She's one of the best. She's one of the finest cocksuckers I've ever come across," added Saunders. "And she worked in the library all this time without me realizing it!"
Vickie pumped the two cocks rapidly in her hands, tilted her head from side to side between the looming hard-ons. And all the time Frye drove his cock high into her pussy. Her body quivered and quaked. Her tits jiggled. She was as relaxed and as content as she'd been in quite some time. Something about cocks always seemed to bring out the best in her!
But suddenly Frye was pulling his cock out of her, sweat dribbling down his face. "I've gotta rest a while. I'm about to come!" he groaned, a strained look on his features.
He lay down on the carpet on his side, his hard-on a great wet spike soaring from his crotch. His cockhead twitched. And immediately his place was taken by Saunders, who poked his own prick in through all her cunt sap without any hesitation. He began fucking her wildly, bucking his ass cheeks and cranking her knees into a wide split with his hands.
Vickie was only vaguely aware of what had happened. She felt the emptiness when one cock withdrew, but it was replaced so rapidly with another blazing hard-on that she barely had time to fret. She willingly split wide her thighs and welcomed a new cock into her shivering cunt.
Jason was suddenly straddling her middle. He lifted a leg over her and planted his ass on her heaving rib cage. He slipped his balls into the base of her cleavage, and lodged his hard cock in the groove between her tits. His prick rode over the tight silk strap of her bra and roared on up the channel of her tits into her face. As he started to hump her, his cockhead bumped her again and again under her chin.
She sucked hungrily on Frank's lunging prick, allowing it to bulge her silky cheek with its mushroom crown. He had it bored between her cheek and gum and was pushing it back and forth like a gigantic toothbrush. It swelled her face totally out of shape.
Donald let his cock cool off a moment by steering it about on her face. He poked the head into her eye socket and smeared clear pre-cum juice over her lid and onto her forehead. He grabbed a wad of her gorgeous blonde hair and wrapped it around his cockshaft, then began to jerk off slowly.
"Ohhh fuck, she's too much!" gasped Saunders. Suddenly he too was pulling back from her sucking cunt, letting his prick sway and drip in the cool air. He also was very close to coming. His cock skin had felt like it was being slowly peeled off by her hungry hole.
Frank pulled his prick from her soft mouth and crawled down between her legs as Saunders sank back to rest. He drilled his cock into Vickie's aching cunt in one fast movement and began plunging in and out. Her cunt accepted him gratefully, bathing him in slimy juice.
She dipped down her head, formed a perfect oval with her red smeared lips, and allowed Jason to slot his cockhead again and again into her mouth. His prick seemed to have grown as it bucked between her tits. Each time he drove forward, two inches of his shaft disappeared between Vickie's lips.
"Sssppplllfff!" she slobbered merrily.
Donald's cockhead rested contentedly against her right eye.
"Sit her up! Sit her up!" Frank suggested, his cock pistoning in and out of her steaming cunt. "Then we can fuck her up the ass too!"
Vickie's mind reeled. She was surrounded by cocks. Overwhelmed by them. And now they wanted to fuck her up the ass! They weren't content with her mouth and her hands and her cunt. They wanted to fuck her up the ass as well! And she wanted them to! She wanted them to do it! She wanted every hole plugged with cock!
Jason continued fucking her between the tits, thrilling at the sight of his erect cock slipping time and again between the librarian's lush red lips. But then Frank was tugging at him from behind, hauling him down off the helpless girl so that they could change position. Good-naturedly, Jason rolled to the floor, then helped prepare the girl for her ultimate gang-fuck.
Frank was taking charge. He withdrew his cock from her seething cunt and raised up on his knees. His scarlet hard-on tilted up toward the ceiling. "Jason, you wanna fuck her?" he said. "You're next, I think."
Vickie allowed rough hands to grab her, raise her up, tilt her down over the willing Jason. He lay on his back beneath her, waiting while her cunt was lowered down onto his looming cock. He directed his cock between her soggy pussy lips. In seconds the thick log of his prick had disappeared into her hairy slice. She sighed, and her huge tits flopped down over Jason's chest.
"I'm in her! I'm completely inside her!" he growled, clamping his hands on her waist. Her legs were on either side of him. Her ass sat on his thighs.
"Here, let me fuck her up the ass," Saunders put in, and he was coming up behind her, cock in hand, guiding his hot pole into the girl's splayed ass cheeks. He found her puckered asshole right away and drove forward, drilling the first three inches of his cockmeat into her with no trouble. He rested a moment then bulled on, shoving inch after inch into her willing ass till his crotch hair tickled her satin cheeks. He mauled her lovely globes with his fingers.
"Okay, who's next?" Frank wondered.
Suddenly Donald and the recovered Frye were coming up alongside her, allowing her to curl her fingers around their steaming hardons. All that remained was for Frank to crawl around in front of her and slip his prick into her gasping mouth. He did so, and all five men began to hump her at once.
"What a fucking slut! What a fucking whore!" Saunders gasped. His face was tense and scowling, as if the sight of his horny librarian getting gang-banged was too much for him. He bulled his cock in and out of her asshole with strong lunges. His balls smacked against Jason's on every downstroke.
Vickie thought for a while she was going to faint. Her body was wracked, pulled and tugged every which way by the driving cocks. Her ass and cunt were being drilled mercilessly, and she couldn't even cry out. Her mouth was crammed with prick, her lips warped by Frank's bucking hard-on. She clutched two cocks in her fists for support, and shucked them up and down with short, crazy hand movements.
Five cocks! Five cocks at the same time! It was too much! It was too much for any girl to handle! They'd split her in half! All these wild and bulling pricks would tear her apart! She clenched shut her eyes and tried not to think about what was happening to her.
She couldn't help wondering in her mind's eye what this grotesque situation must look like. One girl and five men! My God, it was crazy! Her legs were spread wide, her ass cheeks splayed far apart. Her arms were stretched out as if she were trying to fly, her fists a blur of motion on the twitching hardons. And all the time her mouth was impaled on yet another cock, her head bucking back and forth with wild jerks and lunges.
She wondered how much more of this she'd be able to stand. Her, neck was sore, her chest was sore, her cunt and her ass were sore. Her arms ached from pumping up and down, and her jaw felt like it would be permanently locked in a wide-open gasp. It couldn't last much longer. Several of the men had said they were close to coming already. Surely it would all have to end soon.
"Aaannnggghhh!" Frank growled, lunging back from her sucking mouth. He sank in a heap on the floor and stared at his cock dazedly. "Fuck, I almost came! I almost came in her mouth!"
"That's what I wanna do! I wanna come in her mouth!" Donald croaked, and he too was backing off, freeing his prick from her tugging hand. He had vivid memories of how she'd sucked him the other day in the broom closet. He remembered how his cum had spurted out and splattered her glasses.
CHAPTER EIGHT
There was an odd crumpling of bodies as everyone suddenly lost balance and fell in a heap. Cocks were pulled free of Vickie's steaming holes and she was trapped among all the male limbs with her cunt and ass pouring out oily pre-cum juices. She gasped and panted noisily, sucking in great gulps of hot air.
"Let's come on her! Let's fucking come all over her!" someone suggested. "I wanna see her covered in cum!"
"Yeah! Fuck, yeah!" someone agreed. "Let's do it! Let's do it to the whore!"
Vickie was laid on her back on the carpet, her huge tits wobbling about in the lewd bra. She gazed up at the men from under her heavily-painted, lust-clouded eyelids. She wondered if they were serious. She wondered if they really meant to come all over her.
She found the notion weirdly appealing, she had to confess. All that jism at one time! She'd never get a chance to see so much cum at one time again, that was for sure. It sounded really quite thrilling! Besides, she didn't seem to have much choice in the matter. Already the men were surrounding her, closing in on her, their cocks pointing at her.
"Yes," she screamed. "Yes, jerk off on me! Cover me with cum! I want to see it! I want to see your sweet jizz!"
She raised herself up a little on one elbow, let her eyes drift from one cock to the next, waiting patiently for what she knew was about to happen. She helped each of the men in turn, wrapping her fingers over their pumping fists as they rapidly jerked themselves off over her. Her legs were spread wide and her tits heaved heavily in the lacy bra.
The men knelt over her, completely surrounding her lush, sweat-slick body. Frank and Donald were on either side of her head, pumping wildly. Jason and Frye were aiming at her tits. Saunders knelt between her legs and pointed his huge cock up the length of her torso.
"Oh God, I love your cocks!" Vickie moaned, her glance darting from one fat prick to the next. "I've never seen so many in one place before! So many cocks! So many cocks!"
"It's a special treat for you," Saunders sneered. "A special treat for my prettiest librarian. Seems you can't get enough at work. Seems you like being bare-assed on the job with a cock in your cunt, or in your mouth. That can interfere with your work. Much better to get all you can handle and more in your spare time, don't you think? If you're gonna whore around, you shouldn't do it while on the job!"
"That go for us too, boss?" leered Frye, priming his cock roughly. "Does that mean we can't fuck our cute little librarian at work any more?"
"I'll have to see about that. It's going to be hard having her around all day without being able to fuck her, isn't it? We'll see. Maybe we can get her an office of her own. She could have a bed in there. Then, any time we get horny, we can go visit her for a blowjob, or an assfuck, or whatever! Yeah, that's a good idea!"
"A whore in the library! What a great notion!" quipped Donald. He poked Vickie in her cheek with his greasy cockhead.
She ignored them all. They could think what they liked of her. They could call her whore, or slut, or all the names in the world. It didn't matter. She was getting all the cock she wanted. She was the center of the attention. What more could she ask for? It certainly beat reading books all alone all day!
"Are you ready yet? Are any of you ready to come yet?" she asked, staring at their cocks. "Let me know when you're ready. I want to be prepared!"
"We're all ready, slut! We're all ready to come!" Saunders grunted, leaning lower over her belly with his cock. "We're all gonna let fly any second, you just watch! You just fucking watch!"
Five men whacked their cocks up and down over the willing librarian. There were moans and groans.
"Ohhh, shit! Ohhh, fuck! Here it comes! Here it fucking comes!" Frank wheezed, and he aimed his cockhead at Vickie's pretty face as his balls exploded.
She turned her head toward him, closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide.
"Come in my mouth and over my face!" she pleaded, her voice hoarse.
Frank fired off a searing blast of jism that splattered her full in the mouth and cascaded on up her face in a shining white line. She gasped, then coughed, not as prepared as she thought she was to receive the hot jet. It crashed to the back of her mouth and rolled down her throat, half filling her mouth and making her pink tongue gleam silver. And the rest of it clung to her face in a wriggling white ribbon, snaking up her cheek and over the bridge of her nose like a thick tear.
"Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh! Ggglllppphhh!" she gurgled, spouting strings of white from between her lips.
Frank shot off another blast, this one diving across both her cheeks in a thick rope. A long jelly-like strand of it slid down her jaw and drooled to her neck. The milky stream dripped off her face in juicy wads. It pooled in the hollow of her neck and slithered off down one tit.
"Ohhh fuck! Ohhh shit!" Frank moaned, his hand a blur of motion on his hard-on. He was staring wildly at Vickie's pretty face, trying to aim for her mouth but splashing more jizz onto her face. A third jet fountained up between her eyes and disappeared into her hair, leaving yet another steaming rope of silver. It was as if someone had painted a pretty white line up the center of her face.
"Look at her! Look at the hot bitch!" Frye was gloating, and suddenly he too was coming, firing off strings of spunk across her heaving tits.
He started up high, spurting streamers into the hollow of her neck and even splashing her once under her chin. But then he was pointing his cock lower, shooting jet after jet of cum onto her nipples, onto the upper globes of her tits, into her cleavage. The ribbons of white then ran together, pooling in a thick stream that ran down between her tits like spill-off from them.
"I'm gonna cover her tits! I'm gonna cover the sweet little slut's tits!" he gloated, his eyes flashing. Hot wads of slime spat out from his cockhead and splashed time after time onto Vickie's heaving jugs.
"More! More! In my mouth!" she begged, her throat finally cleared of Frank's jizz. She tilted her head toward him and waited patiently, passively, with her eyes closed.
He moved closer, shot out one, two, three jets of white straight into her gaping, yearning mouth. Thick silver ropes of spunk overflowed her sweet lips and drooled down her chin. They dangled from her jaw.
"Ggggglllggggg!" she gasped, trying to swallow and keep her mouth open at the same time.
"I don't believe it! Look at her!" Frye went on, watching her face as he splashed out his cum across her tits. "The little whore loves it! She wants more! She fucking wants more cum!"
"And she's gonna get it! The little slut's gonna get it!" grunted Donald. He moved closer to Vickie's cum-splattered face, aimed the head of his cock at her mouth. He began to shoot jism. His first jet slithered down her cheek.
She turned from Frank's nearly emptied cock and immediately concentrated on this new source of jizz. Her mouth was still full to overflowing with steaming paste, but she gamely forced open her lips, waited anxiously for Donald's next blast.
Donald squirted a great swirling jet of cum into her gaping mouth. Once again she was forced to cough raggedly. More scalding silver spunk frothed from her lips and dribbled messily off her chin. She looked like she'd been hit in the mouth with a snowball.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Donald groaned, his hand whipping up and down his spraying cock with lightning-fast strokes. Another string of jism spat free. Then her mouth was full. She was forced to close her lips a moment. And the rest of his spunk sprayed out hopelessly on her pretty face.
Vickie did not wince or try to move her head during this onslaught. She waited patiently for the jism to splatter her full in the face with noisy wet blasts. Her lips smacked together hungrily as she swallowed. She kept her eyes open now, anxious to see who was coming and who wasn't, who had finished and who was just beginning.
Donald jerked off into her face strongly. Her lashes were matted shut immediately. A thick ball of jizz clung to the corner of her eye.
"Gggglllppphhh! Gggglllppphhh!" she groaned, helpless under the blizzard of cum.
The men watched in fascination as she was covered by wriggling snakes of jism. Frank sat back, his balls empty, his cock dripping slime to the carpet. Frye, his eyes wild, shot his last short blasts onto her right nipple, enthralled at the way the long nubbin shone under its erotic coating of spunk. And while Donald poured out the last of his juice, Saunders and Jason whacked themselves to climax.
She swallowed noisily, sucking wad after wad of steaming paste. This was madness! Absolute madness! This was like nothing she'd ever read about in books! God, how strange life was!
"Ohhh! Ungh! Ungh!" Donald moaned. Another hot blast of cream rose up from his balls. This one rolled out his cock tip and just hung there, like a white ornament on the end of his prick. It gleamed in the light a moment, then drooled down in a rubbery string and attached itself to Vickie's eyelash. Both eyes were now clogged with spunk.
Jason began to moan softly, and his prick started shooting jets of cum across her tits and down her belly. The white streamers crisscrossed with the cum-lines Frye had painted across her. It was hard to tell whose jizz was whose. The stuff dripped from both her nipples like milk.
And he suddenly pointed his cock higher, and streams of spunk shot off into her blonde hair. Cum slopped down her cheek and along her jawline. He moaned softly to himself.
"Quite a shower you're getting, huh, slut?" croaked Saunders, gazing up her steaming body. Her face was no longer recognizable. "You want the last of it? You want the last of the hot cum all over you?"
He knelt between her gaping legs and jerked himself off, proud that he was the last to come. There was a tense grin on his face and he began to growl deep in his throat. His hand whacked up and down on his cock so fast it was a wonder he wasn't hurting himself. Then at the last minute he tilted his stiff cock downwards, aiming for her yawning cunt.
Vickie had been fucked so many times tonight, her pussy was a gasping pink slice of raw flesh, the lips pried wide apart by all the cocks. It was wet and soggy with pre-cum juice and pussy fluid, and her pubic hair glistened as if oil had been poured all over it.
"Here it comes! Here comes the last of the juice!" Saunders wailed. He pumped his aching cock one last time, and it began to spit out thick bolts of silver onto her cunt. Once, twice, three times, the blasts shooting directly onto her cunt flesh, pasting it with scalding spunk.
He hit her erect clit one time, then bathed her puffy outer cuntlips. Then he blasted a jet or two onto her crotch hair. Finally he, too, was pointing his cock upwards. Shot after shot spat up over her belly, flowed into her navel, slithered up between her tits.
He crawled up over her, pumped out a blast that hit her solidly on her left nipple. And then he soiled her already splattered face. He jerked out the last of his jism into her mouth, adding to the already spilling overflow.
"Just what you wanted! Just what you wanted, little girl! A face full of cum! A steaming face full of hot spunk! Ohhh, what a sight you are! What a filthy, obscene sight you are!"
Vickie shone white under the coating of hot spunk. She was covered, from cunt to hairline, with wriggling pools of white. Her cunt oozed it, her belly gleamed with it. Her mammoth tits were as slick with cum as they could be.
Her face was an incredible mess. Thick juicy ropes of silver jizz hung off her hair, drooled down her forehead. Her blue eye shadow had turned a darker shade. Her eyes were two wide circles of quivering cream.
Layers of cum coated her cheeks and dribbled off her chin. One nostril was completely blocked off. Her mouth was a ghostly wash of silver, plugged completely with jism she hadn't yet had time to swallow. It overflowed her scarlet lips and smeared the lower half of her face totally. Heavy white strings of spunk dangled from her chin.
"What a sight! What an incredible sight!" Saunders muttered, the last of his juice pumped out into her face. "You're covered in it! You're fucking, covered in cum! How does it feel? How does it feel to be buried under all that spunk?"
Vickie couldn't answer. It felt kind of neat, in an odd way, but she, didn't want to think about it just then. She was too busy trying to clear her mouth and throat of cream. She was too busy trying to breathe through her one clear nostril.
"Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ," Jason said at last, flopping onto his back on the floor. His cock was wilting in his hand. It drooled fluid onto his thigh.
The others lay around in a daze, their balls empty, their cocks slowly withering between their legs. They stared at Vickie with mixtures of awe and disgust, as if they hadn't had anything to do with messing her up this way. It was as if they were watching a movie of what had happened. Only Saunders was up on his knees, still straddling her, dripping cum onto her.
And Vickie swallowed and swallowed and swallowed. She felt bloated, as if she'd been force-fed something heavy and oily. She felt as though she wouldn't need to eat again for a whole week. Her throat made wet croaking noises.
"Sweet little librarian! Sweet little librarian!" Saunders chanted. "You're a horny little bitch and no mistake! You took all we had to give you, didn't you? You swallowed down jism from five guys! Incredible! Fucking incredible!"
Actually there was more jism splattered on her face and body than she'd swallowed, mused Vickie, but she wasn't about to argue. She'd done a hell of a job, whichever way you looked at it. She'd handled them all, let them all fuck her, and she'd brought them all off. It was some accomplishment. Not bad for a quiet little librarian who had not had much experience in these matters!
And where would she go from here? How could she possibly top this? A girl only had so many holes, after all. She only had so many places she could stuff a cock. Five guys would seem to be about the limit. Unless she took them in shifts. Unless she fucked them one or two or three at a time and made the others wait their turn.
She flushed at her lewd thoughts. She certainly had been liberated this past day or two! She had no idea she was capable of this kind of thing. And look what had happened! What a difference in just a day or two!
There was only one thing that mattered in all this, and that was the fact that she enjoyed herself. She got off on what was said to her, what was done to her. And now that she'd broken out from the prison of her past life, she could go on exploring this strange new world with all its kinky aspects.
A lot had happened to her in the last little while. She'd done some pretty wild things. But there were lots of other things to do out there! There were lots of other ways to enjoy herself sexually! And she was determined to do it. At least she'd have a hell of a good try!
She sighed contentedly, confident that her life from now on was going to be all she could possibly want. She swallowed, drank down yet more of the cloying spunk in her mouth. And she twisted and squirmed on the damp carpet, stretching her gorgeous body like a lazy cat. She brought her hands up the length of her torso, scooping up warm layers of jism with her fingers.
Her body gleamed under its layers of spunk. And she spread it on her skin, bathing her belly. She caressed her huge tits, massaging the sticky paste into her full globes and over her nipples.
And then she touched her face. Her fingers traced up over her cheeks, smoothing the jizz into her skin like balm. She touched her forehead and gathered the stuff pooling in her eyes. She ran a finger down each cheek and finally dug one into the corner of her mouth. And then, sticking her tongue out prettily, her face broke into a wide, girlish smile.
THE END

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