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From: an213658@anon.penet.fi
Date: Fri, 23 Feb 1996 18:56:31 UTC
Subject: The Librarian (m/f)

			 The Horny Librarian

	Laura Weber cast a sidelong glance in the direction of the
nineteenth century romance novels and saw that there was trouble
brewing. From her position behind her desk in the center of the
library, she could see everything, even Kenneth Wilcox's hand inching
its way under the reading table toward Mary Kepler's knee.

	Laura knew that the youngsters who frequented the Maple Grove
Public Library were only there because they were forced by their
teachers' reading assignments. She knew perfectly well that, given
half a chance, they would turn her library into just another place for
hot fucking and sucking. She knew that was all these teenagers cared
about. But she wasn't about to let such things happen in her library.

	Laura stood up briskly, adjusted her glasses and walked over
to where the troublemakers were sitting. She gave them a stern look.
If there was any doubt in Kenneth's mind that his hand should stop
prowling, she banished that doubt by slamming a dictionary onto the
table in front of him. When she opened the book and pointed to the
word chastity, both Kenneth and his intended object of affection
blushed. Laura walked back to her desk with a feeling of
accomplishment.

	It wasn't that Laura Weber was cold and unfeeling, although
that was the way she seemed to her long-suffering charges at the
library. Under her prim exterior, she was a sensitive woman with the
same needs and desires as other mature women. But in Maple Grove, a
librarian was expected to behave like a librarian. Laura had lost her
husband in an auto accident several years earlier and supported
herself and four sons on her librarian's salary. Jobs weren't all that
easy to find in the sleepy village of Maple Grove, and Laura had to
keep up appearances. Laura had been wondering lately if maybe the
image she had been forced by convention to project for the past few
years was becoming her own self-image. She wasn't really as prim and
proper as she let on. She loved a good fuck as much as, in fact more
than, the average woman. She often found herself looking back at the
wonderful hours she and her husband Tom had spent in the sack, fucking
and sucking all night and half the morning. She definitely missed
having a hot stud like Tom to stick his big thick prick in her cunt at
the mere drop of a pair of panties. Of course, Laura had the looks for
it too, with long honey blond hair and rather nicely shaped breast.
They were still firm for her age of 37, despite the fact that she had
four children. Her ass was still firm too. Too bad she was as old as
she was, because if she was still in her twenties, she easily could
have been a successful exotic dancer or magazine model.

	Laura had stayed away from men for a long time. It was as if
she had gotten locked into the image she had been projecting for the
benefit of the people of Maple Grove. She had to shake herself at
times and remind herself that she was really not the prim and proper
Mrs. Weber, the widow lady who ran the local library.

	She was afraid that people would talk if she started dating.
Laura was a woman of strong sexual urges. She knew perfectly well that
once she got into a sexual situation with a man, she would let it all
out and become a wanton slut in heat. If it ever got around that she
was an easy fuck, she would be run out of town on a rail.

	Sometimes Laura wished that her life was more like her sister
Arlene's. Arlene had lost her husband too, only in divorce. Unlike
Laura, she had managed to stay relatively free of the constrictions of
small town life. She had her own business and was out of town quite
frequently on business trips. She had confided to Laura that she used
those trips as an opportunity to let her hair down and fuck like the
little vixen she was.

	Just the thought of all the mischief she could get into in her
sister's situation made Laura's tight little pussy quiver with
excitement.

	"Mrs. Weber? Mrs. Weber. I... I have this book to bring back.
Mrs. Weber?"

	"Oh, my! Joyce, I must have been thinking about something
else. I'm terribly sorry. Let's see. You have brought back the
Dickens. Let me stamp it. There!"

	"I almost didn't make it by closing time, Mrs. Weber," Joyce
Wilson said, breathing heavily, as if she had run a block or two.

	"Closing time? Oh, yes... closing time. It is closing time,
isn't it? I just don't know where I am today!" Laura said, shaking her
head.

	Later, when everyone was out of the library, Laura sat on the
edge of her desk and thought about leaving town for a few days. She
could go to the city and meet a nice young man in a singles bar. No
one would know. She could let all her inhibitions fly out the window
and have a good hot fucking time. She had such an itch between her
legs, an itch that had been growing more and more all the time. She
knew that only a big hard tireless prick could scratch that itch.

	She could take her vacation early. She could probably leave in
a few days. But no. She knew perfectly well that by the time she got
the courage, she would be an old maid. She knew that she would
eventually resort to her trusty electric vibrator, stuffing it way up
her hot cunt and letting her imagination bring her off. She was so hot
that she wished she had her dildo in her briefcase right now.

	"Enough of this! " she said to herself, grabbing her briefcase
and heading for the door.

	She was about to flick off the lights when she stopped and
listened. She thought she heard something odd. It sounded like pages
being turned. And there was another sound too, a sound rather like
slurping, a sound that she couldn't quite identify. These sounds
seemed to be coming from the aisles between the rows of bookshelves.

	Quietly, Laura made her way to the source of the sound. It
sounded like paper shuffling. Something made her shiver a bit with
excitement. When she peeked through one of the shelves where a volume
was missing and saw what was making the sound, she did more than just
shiver. Her cunt suddenly tingled and twitched with excitement.

	Sitting on one of her step stools on the opposite side if the
stack was David Slater. It wasn't particularly unusual or exciting to
see young David hiding in the stacks, reading. The young boy read a
lot. What was unusual and very stimulating to Laura was the fact that
his jeans were open and his stiff young prick was sticking up as
straight as could be. The boy had his fingers wrapped around his stiff
prick and was jacking off.

	Laura didn't know what to do. He reminded her so much of her
own son, Michael, who was 16 years old. The boy had obviously gotten
so caught up in his masturbating that he had lost track of time. What
was she to do? She couldn't just let the kid stay there all night
playing with himself. On the other hand, she couldn't just break in on
him and stop him in the middle of his jerk-off session. The boy would
be so embarrassed that he would never set foot in a library again.

	She could make out what the boy was frantically leafing
through, a book of old etchings. She couldn't quite make out what the
subject matter was, but she could imagine. How such a volume ever
escaped her eyes was beyond her. Perhaps it was part of the collection
old man Winters left the library when he died recently. She had always
wondered about that man. Holding the book in one hand and his prick in
the other, David stroked it up and down until the oozing pre-cum that
dripped from his piss-slit covered his hand and made the slurping
sounds she had heard. Laura noticed that the boy had an incredibly
stiff cock, and a nice big one, too. She couldn't help staring at the
kid's swollen prick. His prick head stuck way out of his fist when he
squeezed the shaft. She couldn't help wondering how such a nice hard
cock would feel in her own hand.

	It had been so long since she had touched, or even seen a hard
cock. Of course, David was only a youngster, and she knew that she
had no business having lusty designs on him. But a hard cock was a
hard cock, and in Laura's frustrated condition, she really needed a
stiff cock. Laura's cunt was beginning to moisten. The itching and
tingling she had felt earlier was getting more and more intense. She
couldn't help reaching up under her dress and rubbing the crotch of
her moistening panties.

	The hot-assed librarian felt wicked beyond belief, leaning up
against a bookshelf and rubbing her hot pussy through her panties. She
would never have thought in her wildest imagination that she would be
doing such a nasty thing in her library. But then, who ever would have
guessed that young David would be exposing himself and jacking off in
the shadows of the stacks?

	Laura pressed her fingers against the material of her panties,
making the lacy crotch go up inside her seething cunt-gash. She
twisted her finger just a bit, making her cunt blaze with every
movement against her tingling clit. Her legs began to tremble a bit as
she fingered and stroked her cunt. She stared through the open space
on the shelf, watching the boy's hand flying up and down on his rigid
fucker. His underpants were hiding a part of the base of his cock, so
she really couldn't tell exactly how long the thing was. His prick was
sticking through the fly of his briefs. She wished the boy would push
his underpants down so that she could see more of his cock.

	Laura couldn't stand another minute. She had to decide now
whether to sneak away and try to forget the scene and the burning
between her legs, or to approach the boy and confront him and the hot
desires that were seething inside her.

	For once, she decided to plunge headlong into the whirlpool of
desire that was starting to swirl about her. She knew that once she
approached the boy, there would be no turning back. She knew that what
she was about to do was taboo, but she had to do it. She had to
satisfy the craving for stiff cock that burned within her.

	She summoned up all her courage and took a deep breath. She
realized that she would have to be in complete control of the
situation at all times. She didn't dare let her courage fail her for a
moment.

	"Well, David Slater, what have we here?" she asked in her most
authoritative voice.

	She had slipped silently around the shelf to the boy's hiding
place and was standing directly in front of him, staring him in the
eye.

	"Oh shit! Jesus! I... I was just reading," the youngster
choked, trying desperately to get his hard-on back into his underwear.

	"Oh, really? Just reading, David? You have an interesting way
of just reading, David." She smiled, enjoying the way the boy was
struggling to cover himself.

	"I... I gotta go, Mrs. Weber!" David rasped, jumping up off
the step stool and trying to get by Laura, who was blocking the narrow
passage between the stacks.

	"Not so fast, David. I don't think you're going anywhere quite
yet," she said firmly, putting her hand on the boy's shoulder and
pushing back gently but firmly.

	"But... I... I gotta go... honest... I gotta!" the boy
protested, sitting back on the stool and putting the book over his
lap.

	Laura noticed that the open book was moving in his lap,
jumping up and down a bit with each jerking movement of his still
swollen prick. She watched the boy try to hide the long hard-on that
jutted up between his legs, but to no avail. The book wasn't as long
as his cock, and the swollen purplish cock-head showed.

	David tried to pull up his jeans, which had been pushed down
to his knees. In the process of pulling up his pants, he knocked the
book out of his lap, once again exposing the hard prick that he had
been playing with only moments before. Laura sucked in her breath when
she saw the kid's big stiff fucker. The hard cockshaft was covered
with clear pre-cum that ran in little rivulets from his piss-slit.
The head of his cock was much larger in proportion to his prick shaft
than any cockhead she had seen. She could just imagine how nice such a
big cockhead would feel fucking in and out of her cunt.

	The boy managed to get his pants up and fastened, but he
couldn't get his stiff prick back into his underpants. He shoved his
unyielding cock down into his pants leg and zipped up with great
difficulty. He knew that Mrs. Weber had seen every bit of his exposed
cock. He flushed as red as a beet. Laura knew how the boy was
suffering, not only from embarrassment, but also from the agony of not
being able to shoot his cum-load when he had been ready to pop off.
She had to ease his suffering in some pleasurable way. But first she
was going to have some fun teasing the boy. She was feeling terribly
horny at the moment and quite capable of doing almost anything to have
some nasty fun. Watching David squirm made her even hornier. At the
same time, she wondered how she could have these horny feeling about a
teenager. After all, she had four teenage sons at home herself. But,
he was sixteen, nearing seventeen, a time when young men begin their
sexual lives. This boy was no boy, but a young man. A young man who
was ready to fuck.

	"You seem to be very caught up in your reading, David. It must
be something very ... very stimulating. Why don't I just have a look?"
she asked, bending over and picking up the book that had fallen off
his lap.

	"Please don't look at it, Mrs. Weber. Please let me go. I... I
promise I won't come back ... honest."

	"But I don't want you to stay away from the library, David.
Don't be silly. I want you to enjoy what you read, and you certainly
seemed to be enjoying this book. Oh my! My, my, my! Just look at these
engravings! This must have slipped by me, David."

	"I... I just found it by accident, Mrs. Weber."

	"If I had found it, I would have taken it home and looked at
it myself, David. These pictures are very interesting. These people
are all naked. Just imagine, David. All these men and women are naked
out in the woods. And just look at this, David!" she said, turning the
page.

	"They're doing things together, wonderful things. This man has
something long and hard sticking up in front of his naked body, David.
It looks very much like what I saw sticking up in front of you a
moment ago. Why, I believe that's his cock! Yes, David, it is. And
now he's putting it in this woman's mouth!"

	"Mrs. Weber, please don't talk like that. You ... you're
making me feel funny... you're making me... "

	"Horny, David? Am I making you horny?"

	"Uh... yeah, Mrs. Weber. You're making me... horny," the kid
said, his prick jerking wildly in his tight pants.

	"You seem to have made yourself horny without any help from
me, David. Why just look at that hard cock sticking out in your pants
leg. You should be ashamed of yourself. And here in my library, of all
places"

	"I'm sorry, Mrs. Weber. Honest, Mrs. Weber. I didn't mean any
harm.

	It seemed for a moment that poor little David was about to
burst into tears. Laura decided that it was time for a little tender
loving care.

	"I've been too hard on you, David darling. It's really not
that serious an infraction. I think I can forgive you. You're young
and horny, David. I know that your cock has a tendency to stiffen up
at the slightest provocation, darling, " she said softly, sitting down
on the stool next to him.

	She was so close to the boy that her leg was touching his. It
felt good to David to hear her soothing voice, but the words she used
and the way she was sitting close to him didn't help him get rid of
the hard-on that was embarrassing him half to death. In fact, she
seemed to be trying to keep him hard. She even laid her warm hand on
his leg and squeezed gently.

	"Look at me now, David. That's right, darling boy. Thee's no
need to be ashamed of what you have in your pants. All boys your age
get big stiff hard-ons when they see things like what you saw in that
book. Those pictures are really quite stimulating, aren't they,
David?"

	"They sure are, Mrs. Weber."

	The boy felt her hand moving slowly up his leg, getting closer
and closer to his crotch. His cock was aching unbearably. He hadn't
been able to get his stiff prick back into his underpants, so it was
rubbing against the rough material of his brand new jeans. His cock
was jerking in his pants so hard that he knew she could see it move if
she looked in that direction. Inch by inch, her warm hand moved closer
to where his balls were bulging in his pants. He sighed when she took
her hand away and started turning the pages of the book.

	"You know, David, I too am getting quite stimulated looking at
these engravings. They were made a long time ago, darling, but people
still do the same exciting things together in real life. I find this
one particularly interesting." She smiled, pointing out a page to the
wide-eyed boy.

	David swallowed hard when he saw the picture she was pointing
out to him. It showed a woman with her hand wrapped around a young
man's naked prick. The woman in the engraving wasn't nearly as pretty
as Mrs. Weber. The young man has such a satisfied look on his face.

	"Wouldn't you like to feel a woman's hand on your cock?"

	"Gosh, Mrs. Weber... "

	"Well, honey, wouldn't you?"

	"Uh... I guess, Mrs. Weber."

	"Has anyone ever touched your cock before, darling?" she
asked, laying the book aside.

	The boy shook his head. Laura heard him gasp when she put her
hand right on the long hard bulge of his prick. She let her hand
slowly move down the hard cockshaft, all the way to the head of it.
She could see the overly large bulge the kid's cockhead made in his
tight jeans. She pinched the head of his cock through his pants. She
could feel the slippery moisture of the pre-cum that had oozed from
his prick in his excitement.

	"My, but you are excited, David. Your stiff cock is just
dripping with excitement, isn't it?. Have you ever tasted your own
jizz, darling? I how you have, David. You don't need to answer. I'd
like very much to taste the juice that drips from your cock, David. Do
you mind?"

	Before the boy could anything, the pretty librarian was
bending over his lap. She moved her face so close to the hard prick
that stuck down his pants leg that he could feel her warm moist
breath. Then the kid's body stiffened and his cock leaped in his
pants. She actually pressed her warm hips right against the head of
his dripping prick and began sucking at it through his tight jeans.

	"Delicious, David! It's so hot and salty-sweet, darling. I
really must have a closer look at that big stiff cock. You don't mind,
do you, son?" She smiled, licking her lips.

	"Do you really want to see it, Mrs. Weber? Honest? " the boy
asked in total disbelief. The last time his mother had seen him with a
hard-on, she had yelled at him.

	"I really would like to see it, David. Why don't you let me
help you get it out?" she said, attacking the boy's jeans and tugging
them down around his knees.

	She gasped when his surprisingly large prick leaped up from
the tight confines of his pants and slapped against his stomach.

	"It's huge! It's just lovely, David. It's much prettier than
the ones in that engraving. You're a real man, David. "

	"You... you mean it, Mrs. Weber?" the boy asked, his eyes
lighting up with pride and excitement. "Do you really like it?"

	"I love your cock, David. I must touch it. It's so hard and
hot! No wonder you were playing with it. Your cock feels so nice in my
hand, so heavy and so thick. Do you mind if I rub it up and down a
bit, David?"' she asked, moving her silky fingers ever so slowly up
and down his dripping cock.

	"Does it make your cock feel good when I do that to you?"

	"Oh, Gosh yeah! It sure feels good, Mrs. Weber... but... I
don't understand why you're doin' this. I... I don't get it." the boy
rasped, sitting bolt upright as she stroked his prick.

	"I'm doing it because I know you love it, David, and because
I'm very hot. I just love cocks like yours, darling. And I know just
what to do with them. Shall I move my hand a little faster, David
darling?"

	"Jeez, Mrs. Weber! If... if you keep doing that, I'm gonna
shoot the stuff!" the kid said in a shaky voice.

	"You're going to come, darling? You're going to shoot hot
white cum all over the ceiling? Is that what you mean, David? Will it
happen if I move my hand faster?" she teased, her hand flying up and
down his slippery prick.

	"Yeah, Mrs. Weber, yeah! You're gonna make me come!"

	"Then I'd better stop," she said, taking her hand away and
watching his prick jerk wildly. The head of the kid's excited cock was
swollen so that she thought it would explode any minute.

	"Oh, shit! Jeez, Mrs. Weber... I... I never meant you should
stop. I just didn't think you wanted to get it all over you ! " David
said in a pleading voice, staring at his throbbing cock.

	"There's plenty of time to let your cum shoot out of your
cock, darling. Why don't we have another look at that book and see if
we can find some more interesting activities? Oh, look David! Doesn't
this look like fun? This lady is sucking on this man's cock! Judging
from the look on his face, he seems to be enjoying it. I wonder if
your face would have that look on it if I put my lips on your nice
hard prick and started sucking on it."

	She smiled, pursing her lovely lips and unfastening her long
golden hair. The boy hardly recognized Laura when she let her hair
down and took off her glasses. She was the most beautiful woman he had
ever seen in his young life. And she was about to suck his cock! He
couldn't believe it was happening to him. He half expected to wake up
and find that he had been in the middle of a wild wet dream. But the
hand on his prick had felt real enough, and the hair that was now
brushing against his naked prick felt real enough, too.

	"It looks so tasty, David," she said as she lowered her lips
closer and closer to his jutting, hard-on. "I simply must have a quick
suck!"

	Laura heard her willing captive gasp when her lips touched the
dripping head of his cock. She trembled slightly when she felt the
incredibly exciting heat from his swollen prick head against her lips.
She flicked out her tongue and licked a drop of his pre-cum as it
oozed from the piss-slit of his cock. The taste of his youthful cock
lube made her ravenously hungry for hot cock meat. She opened her
mouth as widely as she could and plunged down on the boy's hard prick.

	"Oh, shit! Shit, yeah!! Oh, Mrs. Weber! That feels so good!
Wow! Please keep doing it, Mrs. Weber. You won't stop, will you?"

	Laura had no intention of stopping her cock-sucking just yet.
In fact, she liked the feel and taste of the young man's prick in her
mouth so much that she wanted to suck his cock all the way to his
balls. She took more and more of the boy's prick down her throat,
choking briefly on the big knob at the end of it. She loved the feel
of his hard prick-head stretching her throat as she swallowed it. She
could feel his hard cock pounding with every beat of his wildly racing
heart.

	Laura took his cock into her mouth all the way to where it
disappeared through the fly of his white cotton briefs. She reached
down and cupped his large balls in her hand, feeling the warmth of the
swollen ball-sac through his underwear.

	She knew that he was rising to the things she was doing to
him. She wanted to do even more to his cock and balls, but she would
have to get him out of his underpants first. Somehow, she didn't think
that would be too much of a problem. He would do anything she told him
to do, and she knew it.

	"Your cock tastes just wonderful, David! It's so big and hard!
Did you like the way that felt, David?"

	The boy's face was still contorted in a look of pleasure
almost to the brink of pain. She told the boy that he would have to
take his underwear off so that she could feel his balls and suck on
them a bit. The kid scrambled to pull his briefs down the minute she
asked him to do so. He had a lot of trouble getting them down over the
hard-on that stuck out through the fly, but he managed.

	Laura got on her knees between the kid's legs and began
licking his exposed balls. Her tongue moved his balls around in their
tight sac. She sucked his balls into her mouth one at a time,
nibbling them gently. She caught the skin of the boy's ball-sac in her
teeth and tugged at it gently.

	"Doesn't that feel nice, darling? You have such big fat balls,
David. I'll just bet they're all full of hot cum. Would you like me
to suck that cum right out of those swollen balls and let you shoot it
into my mouth, darling? Would you like me to suck you off, little
lover?"

	"Oh God, yeah! Please, Mrs. Weber! Please suck me! I gotta
shoot it, Mrs. Weber! My ... my balls are hurtin'! I'm awful horny!"

	"Hold onto your seat, David! I think you'll like this!" she
said, plunging down on the kid's rigid fucker.

	Laura bobbed her pretty head up and down on his cock as fast
as she could, taking the thing down her throat all the way to his
balls on each downward plunge. She knew that it wouldn't be long
before the horny kid shot his wad and filled her mouth with jizm. She
could hardly wait to taste the boy's thick hot cum.

	The boy began bouncing up and down on the stool, forcing his
hard prick into her throat with each bounce. She reached between his
legs and fondled his balls while she sucked him off. She could feel
his balls squirming in their sac as she played with them. With her
other hand, she reached up under her dress. She let her fingers find
their way under the crotch of her damp panties and push into her
cunt-gash. She had never felt so hot.

	She stuck her finger way up inside herself and finger-fucked
her cunt. Mrs. Weber was doing things that the boy never thought
possible with her lips and tongue and her sucking throat. He had
imagined how a blowjob would feel, but he hadn't imagined anything
like this. He felt his balls suddenly tightening between his straining
legs and knew that he would soon feel his cum spurting.

	"My stuff's gonna shoot, Mrs. Weber! I can't help it! I'm
gonna shoot it! Jesus ! Suck it! Oh, Mrs. Weber! Suck me! Please don't
stop! It feels so good!"

	The boy grunted as he blasted his first wad of cum into Mrs.
Weber's mouth. Laura kept right on sucking and bobbing up and down on
the boy's prick when she felt it stiffen even more in her throat. When
she felt the first hot spurt of cum against the roof of her mouth, she
grabbed his balls and squeezed tightly, heightening his pleasure even
more.

	"Jeez, Mrs. Weber! Oh, shit! That feels so fucking good!" the
boy moaned as his balls exploded with pleasure again and again.

	The young man's body shook with each shot of cum that spurted
into the librarian's sucking mouth. He thought he would never stop
coming in her mouth. He closed his eyes at the height of his pleasure
and saw stars. He thought he would keel over from the sheer wild
pleasure she was making him feel.

	Laura tried to drink down all the hot thick cum the kid shot
into her throat, but to no avail. The creamy stuff ran out of her
mouth and dripped down the shaft of his cock, soaking his young balls
and dripping onto the stool. She finally had to let his cock pull from
her mouth and take a deep breath. She looked into his eyes and smiled
wickedly.

	Laura stood up and lifted her dress, letting the innocent boy
have a good long look at her barely covered cunt. She knew that the
boy could see the shadow of her pussy through her lacy panties. She
watched his eyes widen.

	"Would you like to feel it, darling? Would you like to touch
me there? Would you like to put your hand right up against my warm
little pussy? Don't be afraid, David. I want you to touch my cunt."

	David held out his hand, but he couldn't bring himself to dare
to touch her there. He had tried to look at girls' cunts before, but
they had always stopped him, and sometimes they got really mad at him
and threatened to tell their moms. Did she really want him to feel her
between the legs? He still couldn't believe such wild things were
really happening to him.

	"Do you really mean it, Mrs. Weber? Can I really touch you...
there?"

	If the boy had any doubts about her intentions, Laura
dispelled them by taking his trembling hand in hers and guiding it
between her legs. She sighed when she felt the back of his hand
against the warm furry mound of her cunt. Only the thin material of
her white panties kept his hand from making contact with her bare
cunt. She held his hand there for a moment. When she took her hand
away, the boy kept his hand between her legs, starting to move it a
bit and explore her secret places.

	"Doesn't it feel warm down there, David? Isn't that a nice
comfy place to put your hand? "

	"It feels hot, Mrs. Weber," the boy said, feeling the warmth
of her cunt soak into his exploring hand right through her panties.

	"Would you like to have a look at my pussy, David? I think
you'll find it prettier than that silly engraving you were jerking off
over."

	"You'd really let me see it?" The boy choked, his hand still
roving over her barely concealed cunt.

	"I'd love to let you see it, David. It would make me so
excited to let you look at my naked pussy. In fact, darling, if I
slipped my panties off and got out of my dress, I might be so hot for
you that I might even let you lick me there. Does that sound like
fun?"

	"And how! I get to eat you out? Oh, shit! This is something
else, Mrs. Weber! I bet I'm the only kid in town that ever got to eat
pussy in the library!"

	"That may very well be, David, but no one else must ever know
about it. This must remain our little secret, in spite of your natural
inclination to brag about it to the other boys at school. Do you
understand, David?" she asked, slipping out of her dress.

	"I... I wouldn't ever tell anybody! Honest, Mrs. Weber. Golly,
Mrs. Weber, you're almost naked!"

	Laura stood before the bug-eyed lad, wearing only her panties,
bra and shoes. She eliminated the shoes easily enough. The bra didn't
take long, either. She wanted to show the boy her luscious naked tits.
She unfastened the restraining garment and held the cups to her tits
for a moment.

	"Would you like to see my tits, darling boy?" she teased.

	"God yes! Let me see 'em!" the kid rasped. His prick was
already completely stiff again and standing up against his stomach.

	"Say please, David," she cooed, letting her bra slip off her
bulging tits a little bit.

	"Oh please, Mrs. Weber! Please let me see your tits! I dream
about tits all the time! I'll do anything if you let me see them!"

	"If I let you see my naked tits, will you lick and suck them
for me?" she asked, letting her bra slip a little more.

	"You'd let me do that? Oh, wow! I'll do it, Mrs. Weber! I'll
do anything you tell me to do," David promised, dizzy with youthful
lust.

	Laura crouched down in front of the boy, who was still sitting
on the stool, and gyrated her shoulders a bit. When her big tits
started to move, her bra fell away, presenting young David with a
sight he would not soon forget. She lewdly shook her tits in the kid's
face for a moment or two. Then she moved closer to his face and lifted
her naked tits in her hands, pushing them up against his cheeks. When
his handsome face was buried in her cleavage, she reached down between
his legs and started slowly fondling his responsive young balls.

	David began kissing and licking the tit flesh that surrounded
his face. He inhaled her feminine fragrance. He licked her resilient
tits all over, tracing every curve with his eager tongue. When his
tongue reached the goose pimpled flesh of her areoles, he noticed that
her nipples were stiff.

	He kissed the hard little peaks of tit-flesh and noticed that
she seemed to like it when he touched her there. Soon, the boy was
licking and sucking her nipples with a wild passion.

	"Oh, God yes, David! I love your lips on my nipples! You do it
so perfectly! Are you sure you haven't sucked a girl's tits before?"
she moaned, her whole body tingling with raw lust as he licked and
sucked her tits.

	"I... I've never done this before, Mrs. Weber, honest. Am I
really doing it good?"

	"You're doing it beautifully. You do such wonderful things
with your tongue, darling. I want to feel your tongue somewhere else-
where I need it even more."

	"Gosh, Mrs. Weber, where do you want me to put it? I'll put it
anywhere you want it!" the boy rasped, his balls seething in their sac
as she played with them.

	"I'll show you where I want that tongue, David," she said in a
voice that dripped with honey.

	her hand down over her silky stomach and into the golden hair
that covered her pussy. Then she raised one leg, resting her foot on
the top of the stool on which the boy still sat.

	"Sit on the lower rung of the step stool, David," she
commanded. The boy obeyed eagerly.

	"Jesus! It... it's sure pretty, Mrs. Weber. It's even prettier
than I thought it would be!" he said in amazement, staring up at the
luscious looking crevice of the librarian's pussy.

	"I thought you'd like it, darling. Move your face closer to my
pussy. That's right, darling. See how wet it looks? I'm so hot that
my cunt is just dripping with lust for you. I have such an unbearable
itch between my legs today, David. I think your tongue could help a
bit. See the lips of my cunt, these raggedy-looking little folds of
flesh? I'm going to spread them open for you, David. I want you to
stiffen your tongue and shove it right up my cunt. Would you do that
for me, lover?"

	David's tongue pushed up into her cunt in a split second after
she told him what to do. She closed her eyes and abandoned herself to
the intense pleasure the boy was bringing her. It had been so many
years since she had felt a tongue on the sensitive inner flesh of her
cunt. She felt his tongue moving slowly inside her hot wet cunt-gash,
tickling the inner flesh of her pussy until she shivered with pure
delight.

	"Your tongue feels so nice inside me, darling boy. Move it,
David. Oh, yes! Yes! Bury your little tongue in my cunt the way I
need it today. Move it! Oh God, yes! Lick it! Lick my fucking hot
cunt, David! I don't care if you are only sixteen. I want you!"

	David's tongue flew wildly up and down the crevice of her
pussy. She could feel the boy's nose pressing against her cunt-flesh
as he licked and sucked away at her. She had never felt so wanton. She
could do anything now, anything that would satisfy her sexual itch.
She worked the muscles of her cunt against the kid's tongue, holding
it inside her.

			       The End