"The naughty librarian" - читать интересную книгу автора (Egan Norma)

CHAPTER THREE

Kay drove in a daze through the tree-lined streets of Ferndale, while Rick slouched in the seat beside her and Mel leaned over from the back seat to breathe loudly in her ear. How in God's name had she gotten herself into this horrible predicament? It was shameful enough that she had fucked Danny, but compared to that blot on her conscience, this was real trouble. What would these hoodlums demand of her?

Of course she could have nipped the whole thing in the bud simply by going to the school principal and confessing what she'd done with Danny – only then she'd lose her job, perhaps not even get a recommendation. She would be known all over town as a boy-fucker. Kay didn't think she could stand to have her lusts paraded before the world in that way. No, for the time being at least, she would play along with Rick and Mel. Hopefully they wouldn't demand more than she could bear.

"You just drive on to your house, teach," said Rick. "If anybody asks, we'll say you invited us to a nice little tea party."

Behind her, Mel giggled shrilly. The sound made Kay's blood run cold. When she pulled into the graveled driveway in front of her neat white house, her knees felt rubbery with fear. She trembled as she fitted the key to the front door. Rick noticed and laughed harshly. "Don't get scared, teach," he sneered. "We just want a little of that good stuff you gave Danny."

So that was it! She should have known. The price of their silence was sex, the use of her cunt. Kay wondered how far she'd have to go, and for how long.

When she had closed the front door behind them, Rick locked it, then turned to leer at her. His swarthy features were cruel and unabashedly lusty. "Well, let's not waste time, huh?" he said. "Get your clothes off, lady."

"I-I have to use the bathroom," Kay said. It was true, for in her fright her bladder seemed about to burst.

"Oh, sure!" Rick laughed. "So you can lock yourself in or climb out the window? No deal."

"What good would it do me to escape?" Kay said. "You'd still know what you know. I'd have to face you sometime. Please, I really just want to go to the bathroom."

Rick shrugged. "Aw, okay – but not alone. Mel, go with her. See that she don't pull no tricks."

Kay expected Mel to wait outside the door, but as she entered the bathroom, he went right along with her. She turned to him, blushing furiously, and said, "Aren't you going to wait outside?"

Mel giggled, and his piggish little blue eyes gleamed wetly behind his thick glasses. "Oh, no," he said. "Can't do that. You might try to escape. You just go ahead and pee – don't mind me." He stationed himself in the doorway, leering at her.

Not mind him! Kay had never been so embarrassed in her life. But there was nothing she could do about it. She just had to relieve her bladder. Blushing deeply, she lowered her panties and squatted over the toilet, keeping her eyes down so as not to see the look on Mel's ugly face. The stream of pent-up piss was thunderous, and she could have died of embarrassment.

When she had finished, she looked up and saw that Mel's face was pink and sweaty with horny excitement. Apparently he really got off on watching her piss. She noticed, too, that the front of his jeans was bulging with a stiff hard-on.

"I'm finished," she said stiffly.

Mel grinned lewdly. "Okay, let's get back. I bet Rick's thought of somethin' real fun for us to do."

In the living room Rick had wasted no time. He'd found her liquor cabinet and was enjoying a glass of expensive Scotch. When he saw Mel and Kay returned, he tossed it off in one swallow and approached the pale, trembling librarian.

"Okay, baby," he snapped, "strip!"

Two times in her life Kay had undressed quickly and eagerly in a fit of lust, but this cold-blooded stripping act made her feel awkward and ashamed. The two leering boys flopped into comfortable chairs to watch her, and she felt speared by a thousand eyes instead of four. Her hands shook as she unbuttoned her blouse, and she had a difficult time unhooking her bra. At last she got it off and dropped it to the floor, and her huge tits sloped into their natural jutting position. Mel made a wet gurgling sound in his throat.

"Man, oh, man!" he exclaimed. "Will you look at them tits of hers! You ever see any knockers that big before?"

"Yeah, at the circus," Rick said dryly, "but they weren't as nice as these." He looked hungrily at the great melons of Kay's tits and the dancing, light-brown nipples that quivered with the gentle bobbing of her big jutting boobs.

Kay blushed hotly and began to work the zipper of her skirt. She tugged it down, and the garment wafted softly down around her trim ankles. She stepped out of it and stood there before the grinning boys clad only in her black high heels and her lacy pink bikini panties.

She felt like a whore, an exhibitionist, and she wanted to drop through the floor with shame. As she stepped out of her shoes, she stumbled a little, and her huge plump boobs wobbled violently, making the boys laugh raucously.

Her face red with shame, Kay began tugging down her panties, her last vestige of clothing. Four hungry eyes were glued to her taut belly as the lacy garment inched downward, and when springy black pussy hairs began to pop into view, she could hear the boys breathing harshly.

"Nice snatch," Rick said. "Not too big, not too small. Just right."

Kay awkwardly tugged her panties down to her ankles and stepped out of them, bending so low that her long melonlike jugs almost brushed the rug. She was naked now, she could hide nothing, and she blushed red as she straightened up and stood before her captors.

Mel still had a grotesque cock-bulge in the crotch of his jeans, and Rick was looking at her as if she were a platter of fried chicken made specially for him.

My God, she thought, I'm going to be raped! Raped. Me!

It just couldn't be happening. Yet it was, and it was her own damned fault. If only she'd been able to control herself with Danny, none of this would have happened…

"Nicest-looking librarian I ever saw," Mel tittered.

"Yeah, a great body," Rick agreed. "We really lucked out today, old buddy. But let's not waste any more time. I'm gonna get me some of that good librarian pussy."

Mel giggled shrilly at his leader's lewd remark, but Rick wasn't even smiling as he rose and approached the trembling older woman. His face was cold, almost sadistic, and Kay quickly realized that he really didn't like women. He liked to fuck them, humiliate them, abuse them – but as human beings they counted for nothing with him.

Kay warned herself to be very careful, not to anger him. A young man like Rick would think nothing of beating her senseless if she displeased him. She just prayed that he wouldn't hurt her.

"Hey, bitch!" Rick snapped. "You remember last year when you chased me out of the library? You said I was being too noisy."

Kay remembered. She remembered her anger and the way she'd ordered him out of the room, the cold look of resentment on his swarthy face. "Yes," she said weakly, "I remember."

"Well, I'm getting back for that now," said Rick.

"Undress me."

She didn't want to touch him. She'd rather have touched a rattlesnake. But she didn't hesitate. She didn't want to be hurt.

She moved close to him and reached for his T-shirt. As she raised it over his head, she caught the scent of his sweat and saw the thick matting of black hair on his tan chest. He was well-built, she had to admit that. If she hadn't hated him so much, she might have enjoyed his body. She removed the T-shirt, rumpling his thick black hair.

"All right – on your knees!" Rick barked.

Kay sank to her knees before him, her tender nipples brushing the rough cloth of his jeans. Mel leaned forward in his chair to watch, licking his lips with his wet pink tongue.

It occurred to Kay that Mel still had an enormous hard-on, while Rick's cock wasn't even erect – but nevertheless Rick was to fuck her first. No doubt about who the leader was.

"Take down my pants," Rick ordered. Mel, his toady, giggled.

Kay's hands shook as she unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly. She tugged down his tight jeans, and he placed one cold hand on her naked shoulder to steady himself as he stepped out of the garment.

He wasn't wearing shorts.

Right before her eyes, inches away, Kay saw his limp dangling cock, which was olive-skinned like the rest of him. His prick was circumcised, and the soft head of his cock was a dull rose color, while the shaft was wrinkled and pale and blue-veined. At the base of his flaccid dick was a small but thick cluster of black crotch hair, and below the wiry bush hung his balls, two long limp bags of dull pink flesh lightly covered with dark hair. He didn't seem nearly as pure and sweet and delicious as Danny. In fact his cock and saggy balls repelled her.

"Frig me," he said.

Kay knew the word from books, but she had little idea of what to do. Hesitantly she reached out and curled her fingers around his warm, limp dick. The tool felt doughy and lifeless in her hand. She squeezed his rod, but it remained soft and motionless. She began to run her hand up and down the flaccid sausage, but it wasn't easy with so limp a prick. Why wasn't his cock as hard as Mel's? Was it possible that the fearless leader was afraid?

"Play with my nuts, too," Rick said harshly.

Reluctantly, and with loathing, Kay used her free hand to cup his saggy balls. They, too, seemed lifeless. She pumped his soft little prick and rhythmically squeezed his dangling balls, and Rick showed no response whatsoever. Kay became more and more convinced that despite his bravado, Rick was nervous.

"Hey, bitch," he growled, "how many guys you fucked in the library?" As he said it, his cock twitched and she felt a tingling in his balls.

"Only one," she said miserably. "Just Danny."

"That all?" Rick laughed harshly. "How many times you ball him?" Again his prick twitched and his sagging balls swelled a little.

"Just twice," Kay said, her voice catching in a sob of shame.

"Oh, yeah?" Rick's voice was getting stronger, bolder. "You balled many other guys? How many?"

Kay was weeping now. She hated making this shameful confession. "Just one other besides Danny. A boy friend, long ago."

Rick sniggered. "That ain't much. Two guys in your whole life. What's the matter with you, anyhow? Don't you like getting fucked?"

Kay swallowed hard. "Yes, I do, but I haven't had any chances."

"Well, you're gonna get a chance now, baby," Rick chuckled, "all the chances you want."

With every taunt, every lewd remark, his cock and balls swelled tighter. Kay realized that this cruel boy didn't respond to ordinary sexual stimuli. He was so warped that only his own sadistic words could get his prick hard.

"You're gonna get as much cock as you want, baby," he laughed. "Me an' my buddy are gonna fuck you raw."

From his observation place, Mel tittered. "That's right," he said. "We're gonna ball you till you can't walk! We're…"

"Shut up!" said Rick.

Mel obediently shut his mouth as Rick leered down at the full-titted woman who dutifully pumped his cock and balls.

"Lick it!" he hissed. "Lick my cock. Get it nice an' wet."

Kay almost gagged at the thought, but she knew she had no choice. She stuck out her dainty pink tongue and touched it gingerly to the warm rosy surface of Rick's half-limp prick.

His dick tasted strong and salty to her, and again she had to repress the urge to gag. Shuddering, she began running her tongue up and down the silky shaft of his cock.

"Look at that," Rick taunted. "Miss White likes to lick cock! Sure wish we had a picture of this to hang in the library – Miss White licking my dick and loving it!" Mel burst into laughter at this remark.

Rick's self-stimulating jibes at last had their effect. Before her eyes Kay saw his dangling balls swell up taut and fat, drawing upwards to crowd his crotch. She saw his half-limp prick swell into rampant life, going long and thick and stiff. His rising dick rose from under her tongue and snapped up to hug his flat, hairy belly, the head flushing with suffused blood, the slitted mouth of the purplish knob oozing an oily little droplet of juice. Rick snorted lustily and stepped away from her.

"Okay, that's enough," he said. "You ain't very good at it anyhow. Let's have some real action. You lie down and spread your legs for me, teach. Spread 'em wide, just like you did for that guy in the library."

Rick grinned evilly at her, hands on hips, and waited for her to obey him. His taut pale prick was hugging his belly rigidly, and droplets of prick-juice trickled down his bloated shaft.

With a sob of shame, Kay lay down on her back and spread her long shapely legs as wide as she could. The rape was about to begin, and there was nothing she could do about it.

She could have died of humiliation as she opened her pussy for the two grinning boys to see. Her long legs made a wide "V", and her dark beaver opened to reveal her long, gleaming scarlet slit. Nothing was hidden, not even the tiny wrinkled brown mouth of her asshole.

"Take a good look," Rick said to Mel. "That's real grown-up pussy, not like them little girls we been fuckin' around with."

Mel didn't have to be told. He was practically falling out of his chair as he leaned forward to get a good look at Kay's lewdly revealed twat, and his watery eyes glittered almost insanely through the thick lenses of his gasses. He licked his lips, and at the big bulge in his crotch a little wet spot appeared. He seemed almost ready to come in his pants – and Kay sincerely wished he would. It would save her the horror of fucking him.

"Now you just watch, old buddy," Rick said. "I'll show you how a real man fucks."

Kay trembled as Rick knelt down between her lewdly spread thighs. He didn't lower himself onto her or embrace her closely and tenderly the way Danny had. He remained kneeling, not touching or caressing her, as if he wanted no contact between their bodies except cock and cunt.

Not only was she to be raped, she was to be watched.

Rick leered at her, then steered the rigid pole of his dick into her mushy hot gash. Kay groaned in horror as she felt the hard hot head of his prick easing between her plump pussylips, sliding towards the indented mouth of her cunt – but Rick mistook her groan for a sound of lust.

"Yeah, yeah, baby," he said, "don't get impatient. You're gonna get a good hard bellyful of cock in just a second."

Easing his bloated cock-head into the slippery cavern of her cunt-mouth, Rick took a deep breath, then pushed in as hard as he could.

"UUUHHH!" Kay cried.

It wasn't that his dick was so big – it was no bigger than Danny's cock – it was the brutal force of his thrust into her snatch that knocked the breath from her. It was a rape in the truest sense of the word, hard and deep and unrelenting, with no regard for her feelings.

Rick knelt over her, hammering his cock in and out of her tight cunt with all the force and speed he could muster. Her whole lush body was rocked with the force of his attack, and her great plump boobs jigged like huge mounds of jelly.

The brutal ramming and stuffing made their fuck lewdly noisy, and a wet squish-squish sound filled the room. In the background she heard Mel giggling like a hyena. Above her she saw Rick's cruel dark eyes taking in her reactions. It was sordid, sickening, the worst humiliation of her life.

"Pretty good, huh, baby?" Rick panted. "I bet you never been fucked this good before."

His bragging was pitiful – this wasn't lovemaking, it was rape. Yet in one respect he was right. Never had Kay been balled so forcefully, so deeply and roughly. In spite of everything – her hatred for him, her shame and horror – she felt herself responding to the hot, hard friction of his thick pounding meat in her long-starved cunt.

Her pussy juices began to boil and flow, bathing his sawing cock in fiery liquid, and their fucking grew even more obscenely noisy, a loud slurping sound that made Mel titter and snigger.

Kay was ashamed of herself, but she just couldn't help it – that brutal deep fucking felt wonderful! She gasped with pleasure each time Rick plunged his meat into her twat, and she began moving her hips in helpless rutting motions.

"Good, ain't it, baby?" Rick panted. "You really like being balled, don't you?"

Kay would have died before giving him the satisfaction of a "yes" – but it was true. She loved being balled, loved to fuck, even with this sadistic punk teen-ager. She loved every cruel thrust of his long, stiff prick into the boiling depths of her pussy, and she never wanted it to stop.

Kay panted and moaned, and her dark eyes rolled crazily as the hot pleasure stung through her body. She couldn't restrain her cries of joy any longer, and she began to shriek ecstatically every time his cock dug into her twitching hole.

"Hey, I think she's digging it!" Mel said. He, too, was panting.

"You bet she digs it!" Rick panted. "Just watch how she likes this."

He slipped his hard sweaty hands under Kay's plump, bouncing butt and lifted her up off the rug so that his cock rubbed right across her tender red clit-bud with each downward thrust.

It was too much for Kay. Stinging, blinding pleasure, such as she'd never felt before, melted her whole body, and she was completely lost to the incredible joy of being fucked. Her cunt juices squirted out in a hot flood, wetting Rick's crotch, and there was a horrendous slurping sound as he continued to ream her soaked snatch with his thick meat.

Kay wailed hoarsely as orgasm overtook her. The thunderous pleasure blinded her, but she could still feel Rick's pounding meat deep in her belly. He never slackened his speed or the depth of his thrusts, but he still found time for his sadistic taunts.

"Yeah, come, baby! COME!" he yelled. "Dig that good hard cock! We can tell you love it, you bitch!"

Kay half fainted in the throes of her climax, till at last she felt the stinging spray of his jism against the end of her cunt. Disdaining any more contact with her than was necessary, Rick withdrew as soon as he had come.

He bounced to his feet, flushed and panting, and leered at the gasping woman on the floor. He laughed as he saw the thick river of jizz seeping from her bruised cunt-mouth.

"She's all yours, Mel," he said. "And if I know our nice little librarian, she'll dig all the balling she can get."

Kay sobered quickly. Even though she despised Rick, she had enjoyed being fucked by him because his body was attractive and virile. But to be fucked by ugly, drooling Mel? It was too awful!

He approached her, giggling and snorting, and Kay stared in horror as he began to undress. Rick retreated to a chair and watched with a sneer as his partner stripped.

When he was naked, he seemed even more repugnant than before. His body was clammy, pale, and slack all over, lightly fuzzed with pale blond hairs. He retained his thick glasses, which added to his ghoulish appearance. Kay stared at his cock – and got a surprise. Mel did have one advantage, only one, over other boys.

His prick was huge. It had to be at least nine inches long, and it was grossly, unbelievably, thick. The great white pole loomed heavily before him, its pinkish head dripping thick cream. Below a faint thicket of platinum crotch hair hung his enormous fat pink balls. The boy was well-hung, and Kay shuddered at the thought of taking that elephant prick inside her narrow and little-used cunt.

Unlike Rick, Mel wasn't one for talking. After gawking hungrily at her naked body for a moment, he lowered himself onto her, settling heavily between her wet thighs. He didn't mind touching her like Rick had. Kay shuddered and flinched as Mel lowered his pale sweaty weight onto her, crushing her heaving jugs under his wormy-white chest. He buried his face in her hair, and she could hear him panting heavily as he blindly maneuvered his giant stiff dong in the soaked and bruised tissues of her twat. She wanted to scream out in horror at having this sweaty beast atop her body – but Rick was there, and Rick would surely punish her if she resisted. She gave a sob and lay still, praying the fuck wouldn't last long.

Mel managed to fit the enormous swollen head of his dick into the slick indented mouth of her cunt. He didn't ram into her pussy like Rick had. Instead he pushed his cock in very slowly and steadily, whining as he did so.

"Ooohhh, Jesus!" he shrilled. "Hot, so damn hot! Nice an' wet, too… and real tight. Ahhh, shit, this is good pussy!"

Kay held her breath as the mammoth cock advanced deep into her narrow cunt. At first she was afraid of being torn or damaged, but she found that her cunt expanded like elastic to accommodate Mel's huge whang.

It began to feel good – incredibly good. Never had she taken so big a prick into her body, never had she been so deliciously filled and stuffed. She could barely contain her cries of excitement as Mel's huge dick approached the end of her cunt.

Her pussy juice boiled around his thick hard dong, and the muscular walls of her eager cunt nipped and sucked at his advancing meat.

At last his cock was fully lodged in her twat, the hot bulbous head of his cock butting the end of her cunt, his huge fat balls nestled firmly against her asshole. He whimpered, took a deep breath, and then began to fuck her in long, slow, deep strokes.

Kay began to come almost immediately, and she kept on coming throughout Mel's prolonged slow fucking. A steady series of convulsions rocked her body, and she screamed with joy as the searing pleasure shook her again and again. She was truly making up for ten years without a man, but she couldn't have done it without Mel's monster prick and his capacity to hold out, to fuck her for minute upon minute.

Kay had no idea how long the screw lasted, but she knew it was at least twenty minutes and that she came dozens of times. She knew she was making a shameless spectacle of herself, too. She could see it in Rick's face as he watched. He leered contemptuously at her and offered his usual cruel comments.

"My buddy's really well-hung, ain't he, baby?"

Rick laughed. "Got a dong like a whale, don't he? And you love it, you bitch, you whore…"

Kay paid little attention to Rick's sadistic monologue. She was getting the fuck of her life, and since she had no other choice, she simply let go and enjoyed it to the fullest.

Just when it seemed that she couldn't possibly come again, that her cunt was fucked raw forever, Mel gave a shrill whinny, and she felt her narrow hole suddenly flooded with his scalding spunk. He came in a vast flood that overflowed her little box and pooled thickly on the rug beneath them.

To her astonishment, Kay felt herself triggered into yet another orgasm by the delicious flood of his jism. She cried out hoarsely and threw her long legs wide apart as the pleasure rocked her. The room seemed to spin and fade.

When she opened her eyes again, Mel was standing up and zipping his jeans. He looked at her, grinned, and winked lewdly – but at least he spared her any remarks. Rick, however, couldn't resist a parting shot.

"We're real glad you enjoyed getting balled, baby," he said, sneering at her. "You don't have to fuck that guy at the library no more, cause we'll take care of you from now on. We'll take real good care of you. When you get home from work tomorrow, you dress up real pretty, 'cause we'll be by to visit you."

Kay was so exhausted, she couldn't get up. She just lay there on the rug, her long legs lewdly spread, a river of thick jizz seeping from her raw-rubbed cunt. She endured the boys' parting leers, then began to sob as they walked out the door.

She had plunged into a nightmare from which there seemed to be no escape. They'd seen her I fucking Danny, and the price of their silence was to use her body again and again, in any lewd way they wanted. It was horrible – and yet she had enjoyed getting screwed by them. She hated being I their slave, and yet she couldn't forget the wild pleasure they'd given her. Especially Mel and that giant prick of his. That enormous prick…