The Librarian And Her Boys
by Liz Turner


FOREWORD 

At a time when the United States is bathed in controversy regarding 
pornography, crime in government, energy, food and fuel crisis after crisis, 
shortages, inflation, what is the public reaching out for? 

Escape. 

As in the Great Depression, the movies and books are offering a "wonderland" 
into which the person, the average person or the scholar, can immerse 
himself and completely forget the pressing problems of the world. Movies are 
not important here, for this is an introduction to a novel; we will leave 
comments on current cinema to Rex Reed and Judith Crist. 

But we will--it is our duty to you, the reader--introduce you to what lies 
between these covers. And what does exactly lie between these covers? 
Fiction. Escape. The story of the life of a librarian named Suzi Black, her 
good times and her bad, the story of a life. Sounds boring? You've read 
enough "life stories?" Suzi's is different, and therein lies its social 
importance: Suzi is a woman who finds sexual satisfaction--and to some 
extent intellectual satisfaction--with teenage boys. The reason is a sound 
one, a medically proven theory, a psychologically realistic premise-tape at 
an early age can cause a woman to be frigid later in life. In Suzi's case, 
frigidity did not exist; this is because she discovered the gentleness and 
beauty of young boys, the complete antithesis of the horrible rape she had 
experienced at a young age. 

The book takes us away from the reality of today's problems, and it puts us 
into the mind and heart of a woman whose problems seem real and yet somewhat 
unreal; Suzi is a fictional character, and fiction is only a mirror of 
reality. 

There are frank sexual scenes in the book; to have limited them would be to 
tell something less than the truth about the librarian. To carry them to the 
other extreme would be for the sake of titillation alone, and that is not 
our intent. What we have here is the story of a life, with wonderful 
insights into a woman who is a certain "way" and why she is like that. 

Escape into the world of Suzi Black. You may find the world in which you 
live a bit easier to bear once you have lived through Suzi's delightful 
story. 

And it will leave you waiting for Liz Turner's next novel. 

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CHAPTER ONE 

Suzi Black was not the average looking librarian. At thirty-six years of age 
she still had a full, firm bustline and a shape that belied her years. Her 
shiny jet black hair hung full past her shoulders and her green eyes looked 
like two pieces of jade. Her face was attractive with high cheek bones, a 
rounded chin and full pleasing lips. Of course, when she was in the library, 
she pulled her hair back into the well-known librarian look... a bun. Even 
so, it couldn't hide the beauty of her face. She looked as though she would 
be very popular with men, but the truth was, Suzi had very little to do with 
men, nor did she want anything to do with them. 

Suzi had been a popular and well-liked girl and she was friendly with 
everyone... sometimes too friendly. When she had been in her sophomore year 
of high school, an event happened which managed to have a marked effect on 
her life: Every morning on her way to Marshall High School she cut across a 
construction site to call for her girl friend, Mari. She came to know the 
construction workers by sight, and always smiled and waved to them. She 
could see that a few of the men looked her up and down, but she managed to 
ignore them. On that particular day, Mari walked her as far as the 
construction site, where the girls chatted for a few minutes. 

"Be at my house about 8:00 tonight," Mari called after her as they started 
their separate ways. 

"Okay, but I can't stay past 10:30 'cause my mom doesn't want me out after 
curfew!" Suzi called back. 

Had she looked around, she would have noticed that one of the men was taking 
a special interest in everything she said. 

After doing the dinner dishes, Suzi started out for Mari's house, her school 
books in her hand. As she cut through the construction area, she thought to 
herself how quiet it was compared with the hubbub of the day. 

The girls talked and laughed and even managed to do a little of their 
homework, but mainly they talked about the boys in school, and "how far" the 
other girls went. Mari admitted she had played with her boyfriend's pretty 
cock a few times, and Suzi said that she had let two boys undo her bra and 
play with her tits, but both girls were virgins... curious virgins. 

The whole conversation was starting to make Suzi feel very funny inside, so 
she was glad when it was time to go home. She really wanted to take a shower 
and put her hair up in rollers. There was a certain football player she was 
trying to attract. 

"See ya tomorrow, Mari," she said. "I'm leaving my books here, and I'll get 
them when I call for you. Be ready on time." 

"Yeah, and wear something sexy for Scott. We'll go watch football practice 
and maybe he'll notice you!" Mari laughed. 

As she reached the construction area, Suzi thought she heard a noise from 
behind the mobile unit that the men used to change clothes in. She felt 
somewhat frightened, but it was too late to turn backward. She was right in 
the center of the working area. Suddenly a man came out from behind the 
mobile, and in her fright, Suzi turned and tripped, skinning her knee. The 
man reached down to help her up, and as he did she saw it was One of the 
workers. 

"Hi! Can I help you up? I sure didn't mean to scare you like that. I left in 
a rush tonight and forgot my jacket... with my wallet in it. Luckily I have 
my own key to the mobile. Hey, it looks like your knee's really sore. Come 
on inside. I'll clean it up and put a bandage on." 

"Oh, that's all right, really," Suzi said, feeling slightly apprehensive 
about going in the building-alone with this man. Something about him 
attracted the young girl, but something about him also scared her at the 
same time. She sat on the ground looking up at him as he tried to help her 
to her feet. 

"Look, your slacks are ripped and your knee's bruised and I'm the cause, so 
it'll make me feel better if you let me at least clean it up for you." The 
man smiled. "My name's Don Morgan. And yours is Suzi. I always hear your 
girl friends calling you. Come on, Suzi, let's get you back in shape." 

As he came close to her, Suzi could smell liquor on his breath, and though 
he didn't appear to be drunk, she decided it was best not to argue with him. 
She followed him into the mobile unit. 

Once inside, he seemed to become a different person... crude and gross. Suzi 
had never seen a change in someone's personality so rapidly. 

The mobile was small--a couch, a round table, two chairs and a portable 
stove and refrigerator. She didn't even see a bathroom around. A bottle of 
opened whiskey stood on the table. 

"Now, let me see your knee, Suzi. Why don't you take off your slacks?" He 
sounded lecherous. 

"No, Mr. Morgan, it'll be okay." The girl was really feeling scared now. 

"Don't call me Mr. Morgan. It's too formal. How's about Don. After all, 
we're friends." And with that, he took a long drink of straight whiskey. "Ya 
know, I always watch you going to school every morning. You're really a 
looker, you know that?" 

"Thanks," Suzi said, trying to remain cool. "You men really work hard, don't 
you?" 

"We play hard too, baby. Speaking of hard, I got something to show you." He 
no longer sounded gentle and sweet. He suddenly seemed a different person. 
Suzi noticed a bulge in his pants. She had nowhere to run. 

"Hey, Suzi baby, sometimes when I go home, I have dreams about you. I dream 
that I'm fucking you, right outside here on the ground." 

"Listen, Mr. Mor... Don, I really have to go. My folks'll be expecting me 
soon, and they'll be looking for me." 

"Sure, but not just yet, honey," he said. 

Suzi was determined not to panic, but she knew what he had in mind, and she 
was sure there would be no stopping him. She chose to ignore his remarks and 
try a different approach. 

"Don, if you have a wet cloth, I'll just clean my knee a little, and maybe 
we can sit and talk for a while." Suzi smiled at him. 

"Sure, I have a cloth right here, but let me do it for you." 

Don pressed the damp cloth to her knee, through the tear in the slacks, and 
at the same time, his other hand slid up the tear, ripping it even more. 
Suzi tried to push him away without letting him know her fears, but his 
strength was too much for her. 

"You know what, baby?" He wasn't smiling now. "I intend to rip all these 
clothes off of you, and fuck you until you can't walk. But, if you want to 
be a good girl, I'll let you take off the clothes yourself." 

"Listen, Don, please don't do this. I've never slept with a man and you'd 
rather have someone with more experience, wouldn't you?" 

"NO!" 

Suzi got the message. 

"You and me are gonna have a real good time, baby. I'm gonna let you do lots 
of things to me, and I'm gonna do lots of things to make you happy. When you 
leave here, you'll know more than any of your girl friends, and probably 
more than most of your boyfriends. Now be good, and I promise you a lot of 
fun, but if you're bad, I'll still fuck you, only you won't get to enjoy it 
as much. 

Suzi was speechless. His hand was still crawling up her leg, and suddenly 
she felt one of his fingers slide into her panties and entwine itself in her 
pussy hair. His eyes stayed glued on her face, as his finger slid into her 
vagina and pinched her clitoris. Suzi wanted to die at the thought of what 
was happening. My God, what can I do? I've got to get away from this madman! 

"Okay, Suzi, my tight little cunt, little virgin cunt... take off your 
clothes." 

Suzi decided to try once more. "Please, Don, I'm pleading with you, on my 
knees----" 

"Okay, baby, while you're on your knees," and with that, he pushed her down 
to her knees, "I've got something to shut your mouth up with." 

Suzi watched horrified as he unzipped his pants and opened the belt, letting 
them drop to the floor. Then the girl got a look at a sight that made her 
want to vomit. Hanging between the man's legs was a huge thing that looked 
like an oversized salami. It sickened her. 

"Please go away, please... " He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face 
close to his big prick. "Listen, I've been watching you passing by here 
every day in your tight blue jeans, wiggling your sweet ass. And you know 
I've been watching you. Now I want to see that ass, and play with it, and 
teach it some tricks." 

Don stepped out of his pants and kicked them over to a corner of the room. 
"Now you'll see what a real man's like. Come on, virgin girl, shove this in 
your mouth!" He pushed the smelly tip of his hardening organ to her face and 
thrust the girl forward, sliding his hard prick up and down against her 
face. 

She fought back, trying to get away, but the man held her and his erect cock 
pushed at her chin. As she felt his huge balls, she wanted to die. He rammed 
his shaft hard against her lips, forcing them open, and suddenly she felt 
the base of his huge cock as he sank the organ all the way into her mouth. 
She could feel it growing bigger and harder. She pulled back and got a look 
at the piece of meat. It was a big uncircumcised cock, with the head already 
exposed. The hardness of his erection had pulled the skin back and the tip 
of his cock was covered with a slick fragrant coating of cream... premature 
cum. 

Then her mouth was full again... full of the hairy cock she had just been 
looking at. Without realizing it, she found herself responding to the 
rhythm, and to her horror she found herself enjoying it, and that scared her 
even more than the act she was performing. Some saliva dribbled down Suzi's 
mouth as she kept sucking this stranger's huge fuck "Play with my balls, 
baby!" Don said, as passion mounted. 

And before he could ask a second time, Suzi's hands wrapped around his large 
balls and held them tenderly. She let his cock slip out of her mouth and 
started licking his balls, and Don thought he would go out of his mind. This 
girl's great, he thought. 

"Honey, for someone who never sucked a guy's prick, you're doing a real 
professional job." He could feel his balls bulging with semen fighting to 
escape. 

Don felt ready to cum, and he didn't want it going to waste on the walls or 
floor. Gently, he pulled her mouth off his nuts and stuck his prick back 
into it. She sucked it feverishly, and then. 

"I'M CUUUMMING!" 

Suzi could feel a hot sticky liquid racing into her mouth, and down her 
throat. The bittersweet taste made her feel sick and she pulled back to spit 
it out. The man just continued to shoot his load, which was hitting her in 
the face and on her clothes. She looked at the white stream from the uncut, 
cumming cock, and realized where she was. 

"Oh, God, please. No More. Let me go!" She cried. 

Don felt his rod become limp, but he knew that wouldn't last long, and he 
wasn't about to let go of this wonder-virgin. 

"You're not going anywhere, baby. That wouldn't be fair. You made me happy 
but I haven't had a chance to make you feel good, and that doesn't make me a 
very good host, does it?" 

With that, he ripped her blouse off. Suzi stood there afraid to do anything, 
and when he told her to take off her slacks, she meekly complied. 

She stood before him in her bra and panties, hoping he wouldn't go any 
farther but knowing he would. 

He pointed to her bra and she immediately removed it, letting her teenage 
tits gracefully fall out of the cups, the nipples thrusting out in front of 
her. Don's hands reached over and kneaded her firm breasts with his heavy 
fingers. 

He reached over to the waistband of her panties and roughly pulled them 
down, leaving the young girl standing naked in front of him. 

"Turn around," he commanded. "I want a better look at your wiggling ass." 

Suzi did as she was told. 

His hands reached out and encircled her ass globes. His fingers spread them 
apart so he could get a better look at her tight puckered anal opening. Suzi 
felt as though she would faint. She couldn't believe this was happening to 
her. And yet, as much as it scared her, she was fascinated with all that had 
happened, and all that was yet to happen. 

"Not bad, for a young chick," he said and smiled. "You'll be one hell of a 
looker when you're older, kid." 

Don pushed her back on the old couch and his finger immediately began to 
search for her clitoris. He played with it until it was erect and quivering 
for more titillation. He felt his finger warm as the wet feminine juices 
began to flow. He knew this girl was ready to be fucked, but he wanted this 
to last a long time. He slowly slid his finger into her vaginal opening, as 
deep into the crevice as it would go, and then he pulled it out. His hands 
continued to explore her cunt, spreading the lips gently to slide his 
fingers inside, just feeling the clasping walls, the warmth. It gave him a 
electric feeling down in his balls. He took her nipple in his mouth and 
started sucking hard. His free hand played with her other tit, tweaking the 
nipple roughly, making Suzi cry out in pain. He removed his finger from her 
pussy and again slid it in as far as it would go. Her hips gyrated on the 
couch as she moaned. 

He continued to squeeze at the mounds of her breasts as he lowered himself 
off the couch, so he could sink his head into her cunt. His tongue flitted 
around her clitoris and the girl thought she was going insane from the 
feeling of the pain and the pleasure. He pushed her legs wider apart and 
stuck his tongue deep into her vagina. 

"Don't stop! Please don't stop! Suzi could hear a voice saying those words. 
It seemed to be far off, but she realized it was her voice. 

He removed his tongue and once again positioned his finger at the cuntal 
opening. While his fingers searched for the opening, his tongue pressed into 
her mouth, intertwining with hers. His hand went down between her legs and 
covered the whole of her genitals, massaging in a new and strange way her 
whole pubic triangle. Her pelvis moved in churning circles under his hand 
and he knew she was fully aroused and that it would last until she exploded 
in a gigantic orgasm. Don could feel his balls aching from the swelling 
semen building up again inside him and his cock pulsated painfully. 

Again he changed his position, moving to his knees between her legs, pushing 
them apart as he crawled between the open vee they formed. He flexed her 
legs and pulled her young thighs apart to expose her virginal cunt 
completely to him. His eyes gazed at her nakedness, the flesh of her vaginal 
split shining moistly in the dim light of the mobile and, peeping out 
between her cuntal lips, he could see the deeper pink of the inner lips 
clasped tightly between the fleshy folds of her virginal pussy. 

She felt his finger again tracing the furrow of her exposed cunt. Then he 
inserted a finger, probing it deeply into the depths of her pussy passage, 
then moved it in and out for several teasing strokes before he began to move 
it around and around just inside the little opening. 

Suzi felt slight pain this time. She moaned and grabbed his shoulder. 

"Don't worry; baby, I'm gonna stretch it. By the time I fuck you, you'll be 
all ready for my cock." 

Again she felt a twinge of pain. Her hips jerked down and away on the couch, 
squirming under his hand. 

"Hey, I've got two fingers in you now," he said with glee. He watched as his 
fingers slid in and out of her dripping pussy. 

The slight pain was rapidly replaced by intense sensations of pleasure as he 
finger-fucked her for a few moments, loosening her pussy up for his massive 
cock. Then a more massive pain surged through her. 

"Oh, God, mister!" 

He now had three fingers in her, pushing her pussy walls apart with them. It 
was like nothing she had ever felt before. But the pain subsided, or else 
Suzi became accustomed to it. She wondered for a moment if a person actually 
liked having pain with sex. Was that part of it? she thought. 

"Four fucking fingers," the man cried out in delight. He had most of his 
hand in this virgin cunt, his palm closed. His fingers kept moving and 
searching out the deep confines of her vagina. "Jesus, baby, is your cunt 
ever tight!" 

Suzi could hear her own voice. "Don't stop, please. It hurts, but I like 
it!" She sounded breathless, and she felt lost in a sea of pleasure. 

Then she realized she was reacting with vigor to counter the manual 
manipulation of his fingers in her outstretched cunt. Her hips were moving 
uncontrollably in wild gyrations, around the probing fingers. She felt as 
though she couldn't wait for his cock, for the real thing to search out the 
recesses of her vagina. She wanted to be fucked, for the first time in her 
life, by this stranger. 

He removed his hand from her squirming pussy and suddenly the girl felt 
empty. She lifted her head to look between her throbbing tits and she saw 
this man coming down between her open thighs. He was going to lick and suck 
her cunt some more! She wondered if she was going to feel his cock in her at 
all. 

The man placed his hands between her legs, against the soft warmly smooth 
flesh of her inner thighs, and gazed at the pussy before him. He was pleased 
to see he had stretched her without drawing hardly any blood, but he knew it 
would be different when his cock entered her. 

Using his thumbs, he slowly parted the outer lips of her cunt once more and 
licked the soft, dark hair where drops of juice had gathered. He drew her 
cuntal lips as far apart as they would go, laying the moist flesh wide open 
to his lustful, craving eyes. Smilingly, he told her, "Kid, you've got the 
damned prettiest pussy I've ever seen!" 

The girl felt nauseous, not so much at what was happening, but at the fact 
that she was enjoying it in a strange way. She gazed at him, not knowing how 
to react. It was not the type of compliment that one said thank you for, 
especially when one was being raped. She couldn't think of a single thing to 
say or do, and a moan escaped her throat. She couldn't believe what was 
happening, and yet it was the easiest reality of all. 

She involuntarily lifted her pelvis up to him, offering her cunt to his 
face, to do with as he would. His face was there to accept it. His mouth 
disappeared into the vee of her thighs, nuzzling against the soft flesh, and 
she felt the full length of his already familiar tongue slide wetly up her 
young and ready, able and willing vagina. 

Don grunted in an animalistic way as he buried his face in her pussy. He 
sucked as hard as he could and filled her cunt with his saliva. 

Then he was above her and she felt something pushing against the lips of her 
moist cunt. It was the head of his cock. I'm gonna be fucked! His massive 
organ rubbed its head up and down her cuntal lips, pushing them apart, 
beginning to enter her--her first fuck. 

The girl gasped and thrashed her body around, ridding herself of all fears 
and inhibitions. The first touch of his penis against her cunt was 
electrifying. His cock was already covered with drops of premature cum and 
he rubbed it along the lips of her pussy. She couldn't even catch her 
breath. 

He moved his hips slightly forward, causing a sharp pain from the stretching 
pressure of his erect rod of flesh at the tight entrance to her pussy 
passage. 

"Please, Don, don't hurt me, please!" The girl begged. 

"Yeah, sure, baby, I'll go slow, so we both enjoy it!" He moved his hips 
forward again and she felt the shaft of his penis starting to push into her 
cunt. The big broad head pushed forward into the unbroken membrane deep 
within her. 

"Stop!" You're hurting me. Stop, I can't stand it!" Suzi had tears in her 
eyes, tears of pain and excitement. She looked pleadingly at the man lying 
on top of her and she knew he wouldn't stop. She knew he couldn't. His face 
was contorted with lust--she saw the wild look in his eyes. He had a driving 
need to fuck her. He was savage and sadistic, and at the same time kind and 
gentle. 

He shoved his cock hard and she shouted again, knowing no one would hear 
her. Don pressed his mouth hard against hers to keep her from yelling. He 
kissed her feverishly. Her eyes begged for mercy but that was something he 
couldn't give her. "I'm gonna fuck you, baby, and your virgin cunt's gonna 
take every bit of my cock, happily!" 

With that, he thrust it into her again, and she cried out in fresh pain. 

He gave his dick one more hard shove, .and this time, something softly 
popped just inside the stretching mouth of her cunt, where the big red head 
of his cock was now buried deep inside her. He pulled it back and plunged it 
down in one long, swift move till his cock raced up her vaginal walls, into 
her belly and held there as his balls pressed up against her smooth, creamy 
buttocks. 

With one long scream of pain, Suzi knew she had given up her virginity to 
this madman. She would never be the same again. She sobbed beneath him but 
he didn't move a muscle. He lay there with his hard cock inside her ripped 
out cunt while she felt as though a huge pole had been thrust up her and a 
broken dam had been released at the same time. 

His massive cock had stuffed her belly full and her cunt felt raw and 
irritated from his brutally cruel entry into her. Now his virile rod lay 
snug and tight in her passage, sunk deep up into her forever stretched cunt. 

For a long time he lay unmoving and heavy upon her. His breath was raspy in 
his throat as he tried to soothe her. Then he flexed his cock, deep inside 
the tight, soft confines of her wet fuck canal, and forced it another 
fraction of an inch deeper into her. 

Moaning and clawing his back, Suzi felt her cunt stretch. -She felt again 
the lurching of his penis inside her and, again, each time raising tearful 
grunts of agony from deep within her throat. But after a few minutes she 
started to feel the erotic arousal in her nerve endings as her fucked 
passage became accustomed to the long hard man thing that had been shoved 
into it. Her pain and discomfort lessened and the man began to grind his 
cock tightly into her naked crotch, moving his pelvis around and around, 
expanding the walls of her vagina even more, until the whimpers of pain 
became whimpers of pleasure. 

"I'm gonna fuck you, kid," he said. 

"Yes, fuck me," she said, dazed by all that was happening. 

"Go on, beg for it, baby. Beg me to fuck you. Plead with me to fuck you," he 
urged. He knew her pleading would really turn him on. 

Suzi gazed at him for a moment. She couldn't understand what was happening, 
but she knew she didn't want him to take out his cock. "Please fuck me!" Don 
could feel his cock jump at the offer, and he could feel her pussy tighten 
on his waiting cock. 

"Ask me again. What do you want me to do!" 

"FUCK ME! I want you to fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she repeated over and 
over, unable to stop herself. 

Suzi was going crazy, pleading, begging, dying for it. She could feel his 
big cock inside her, but it wasn't moving. She wanted it to move, to slide 
in and out, to hit and pull away and hit again. 

"I'm gonna do it, baby," Don said, his eyes gleaming in satisfaction. "Oh, 
shit, kid, this is gonna be fantastic!" Don braced himself and pulled his 
cock slowly out of her pussy till just the big fat head of it was caught 
inside her cuntal lips. 

"Hurry, put it in, please!" 

"Put what in?" he teased. 

"FUCK ME, PLEASE, WITH THAT BEAUTIFUL THING!" 

"Say it again." 

"Oh, God! Please, fuck me hard!" 

Don slammed his cock all the way up her tube, jerking her ass against the 
couch, sending stars before her eyes for a moment. 

He knocked the breath out of her and she just whispered, "I love it." 

As he began to rock his cock in and out of her slippery cunt, his body 
pushing and pulling above her, she reacted as if by instinct, meeting his 
plunges with pushes of her ass, pulling away when he pulled away. The length 
of his penis was incredible. She felt it all the way up in her belly--it was 
as if she were all cunt and had been penetrated fully by his enormous 
throbbing prick. 

As he slowly increased his pace and the length of his stroke, Suzi felt her 
whole body and her entire being responding. She squirmed beneath him, moaned 
beneath him. His mouth dropped down to hers and she thrust her tongue upward 
between his lips to be sucked, as she moaned unceasingly in ecstasy. She was 
ready to accept anything now, anything that he wanted to do to her. She had 
never known such a feeling, a giving up of oneself to another, but she was 
experiencing it for the first time, and even though she should be 
frightened, she really liked it. She suddenly knew what it felt like to 
really be a woman--no longer a teenage girl. 

She began to raise her loins up to him in rhythm, countering his driving 
plunges into her moist depths, and her lovely face contorted in wanton 
desire, her mouth opening and closing against his lips, and her breath 
beginning to come in short, gasping pants. 

Don could see the perspiration forming on her forehead and between her 
luscious melon-breasts. Her hair was in hopeless disarray. 

Jesus fuck, what a tight cunt she has! Don drove his cock home like he 
hadn't done in months. He slipped his hands down on either side of her and 
slid them in under the soft, smooth orbs of her ass cheeks, grasping them 
hard and brutal in his strong hands, feeling them as they worked, the smooth 
muscles there clenching and unclenching as the white flesh ridged between 
his clutching fingers. 

Suzi groaned beneath his grinding cock, and her breath caught up in her 
throat as he hauled her up tight against his pounding loins, and he felt her 
draw her thighs even further apart. She flexed them back to either flank of 
his sweaty body which caused the moist, grasping opening of her cunt to open 
like the petals of a flower, receiving his uncut rod to even greater depths, 
the blood-engorged head of his cock flicking past her ruined hymen with 
every plunging stroke. 

Suzi's head rolled in delight and amazement, and in pleasure. There was no 
more pain from her vagina as her legs pushed his body down to hers. His cock 
slammed in and out, fucking her raw. 

Visions ran through the young girl's head--drive-ins with the boys at 
school--letting them play with her tits, and going home feeling guilty about 
it. She'd never feel guilty about it again. In fact, she'd never really 
enjoy doing that and no more. Suzi knew she had found something better. She 
wondered what Mari would think if she could see her now. Would she be 
jealous? Her parents--they would both die if they could see this. A smile 
crossed her face as she thought of that. 

As she lay under him, taking his long hard prick deep into her juicing gash, 
she found that when she tensed her thighs, there was an intensity, a 
blissful sensation she never in her wildest dreams--and she had had some 
pretty wild dreams--would have believed possible. She writhed her genitals 
up to him, relaxing and tensing the muscles of her vagina, then letting go 
again. She wanted to give back all she was getting and she never wanted it 
to end. And yet, she continued to think of it as rape, to ease her 
conscience. 

Don began to pound her with hammer-like force, taking longer, faster 
strokes, drawing his big hard cock nearly out of the snug moist cuntal 
confines that clasped it, and then slammed it back into her upraised crotch 
until his thick balls slapped hard against the puckered hole of her anal 
passage. His balls felt on fire. 

"God, I'm gonna cum!" Don shouted, his voice racing through the mobile. 

"Don't stop, fuck me, please!" She dug her nails into him. 

Then without warning, her eyes filled with fire, she shook. "Oh, God, I'm 
cumming... yes, I'm cummmmingggg! Eeehhhhh!" 

He pounded his prick deeper and faster into her, with every ounce of energy. 
He gave everything he had in him. As he felt her convulsions and witnessed 
her maiden orgasm, he felt his own hot, white sperm begin to race up into 
the hidden recesses of her cumming pussy. The semen jetted from the tip of 
his cock and he let it happen without a word, without a sound. His cockhead 
parted to squirt an endless stream of thick sticky cum into her 
no-longer-virginal pussy. 

The girl moaned aloud. Her thighs quivered, her belly shook with the intense 
pleasure of her own orgasm. She had never realized that pure joy was so 
simply attained. Sex had been a forbidden thing to her, and now she found it 
easy and exciting. 

The girl fell limp and her heart pounded in her breast. Her eyes were 
tightly clenched shut as wave after wave of euphoria swept through her. She 
was completely satisfied. 

Don collapsed on top of her. She tried to think clearly, but her thoughts 
weren't coherent. She was concerned with the pleasure of the situation, and 
one thing she was very sure of--she had just been fucked! 

Don slowly got up, off the girl, pulling his thick, long, cum-streaked cock 
from her cunt. She felt the copious cum seeping down her legs. She didn't 
want to look at it, she didn't want to see the blood on the couch. She was 
afraid the sight of it would restore her "moral" upbringing to her mind and 
give her pangs of guilt. She wasn't ready for that right yet. She had done 
it, whether by force or not, and she was happy, right or wrong. 

As she lay there, Don got a damp towel from the bathroom and carefully 
cleansed her. He wiped up the little blood that he could find. 

"I think you'd better get dressed and go home," he said, suddenly wondering 
if he was in trouble. 

Reality was starting to hit the girl's mind. She was definitely late getting 
home, and she looked a mess. It was obvious something had happened. What 
could she say? 

Without a word, and suddenly unable to look at this man who had just had his 
big prick inside of her, the man whose cum was still sticking to her body. 
Suzi put on her panties and bra and combed her hair, before putting on her 
blouse and torn slacks. She quickly left the mobile unit, walking slowly 
toward her house. She knew that Don would be gone in a few minutes, too, and 
she knew he wouldn't sleep well tonight, wondering what she would do. But 
whatever the outcome, the pleasure of his cock had been worth it. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Suzi came home to find the police sitting in her parents' living room. Her 
mom and dad were in tears and Suzi was in no mood for the barrage of 
questions that they were hitting her with. Her parents had gone to bed early 
and wouldn't have known what time it was, but Mari had called a short while 
after Suzi had left to remind her to bring over a sweater she was borrowing. 

On hearing she wasn't at Mari's and seeing she wasn't home, the Blacks 
became panic stricken and had called the police, who had arrived short 
minutes before Suzi walked in, disheveled. 

Suzi was tired and in need of sleep and anxious to get rid of the men 
hovering over her. She told them that she had been attacked a block away 
from their house and dragged into a hall of an apartment building, but that 
she fought her attacker off, and had been walking around the neighborhood in 
shock, dazed and scared to come home. She told them that she had not seen 
the attacker and that he hadn't done anything to her, because she had kicked 
him hard in the balls and scratched him with her nails. 

They all believed her, and soon the house was quiet again. Her dad still 
wanted to take her for a physical exam, but her mom told him that she had 
been through enough. Of course it was decided she wouldn't be running to 
Mari's house to do homework any more after dark. 

Suzi took a shower and tried to wash away the guilt she was feeling. The 
dried up cum on her body was a reminder of her first fuck with a man she 
didn't even know. Remorse was setting in at all that had happened, and Suzi 
decided no man in her town would ever touch her again. 

The next few years were fairly routine. The whole event had been hushed up, 
but somehow, probably through Mari, it leaked out to the kids at Marshall 
High, and Suzi was getting more offers for dates, most of which she ignored. 
She spent her time going to school and helping her dad in his dry cleaning 
store. 

After graduation, she went to a small college in her town and worked part 
time in the local library... where she found the sight of the teenage boys 
progressively caused a stirring in her loins that she couldn't explain. Suzi 
decided to save her money and get out of Libertyville and into the big city, 
where she could get lost in the shuffle of people. 

Suzi had her own little apartment in Libertyville where she would, many 
times, come home from work, mix herself a drink and get out of her 
clothes... and masturbate. 

She would think about the young boys she had seen all day, trying to 
visualize their small pricks, the little heads covered with wrinkled 
foreskins. Thinking about it always made her nipples tingle and she could 
feel the vaginal juices flowing in her cunt. 

With her fingers shaking, she would reach down and touch the patch of pussy 
hair. Sinking back into a chair with a resigned sigh, she spread her legs 
slightly then explored with the tip of one finger until she found the slick, 
puffed lips, concealed by her little bush that covered her clitoris. She 
pushed her finger in a little farther between the fleshy folds then groaned 
aloud as she nudged the fat, trembling, clitoral bud. One touch was enough 
to make her shiver all over with sensual pleasure, to make her steadily 
contracting cunt gush out a river of cream, wetting and warming her probing 
hand. 

She held her breath and gently palpitated her plump clitoris with her 
fingertip and the joyful shock of sensation was so great that she instantly 
expelled her breath again in an uninhibited groan. She began encircling the 
juicy little nub very rapidly, more roughly, and as she did so, she started 
to pant hoarsely and her lips curled over her teeth in a look of sensual 
delight. Her cunt continued to pour forth its seemingly inexhaustible juices 
and the pulpy red folds of her lips swelled and palpitated with arousal. Her 
whole thin body suffused with the scarlet flush of sexual excitement and, in 
a matter of moments, thanks to the busy working of her finger on the 
sensitive nub of her clit, Suzi Black was oblivious to the outside world, 
knowing nothing but her swift move toward orgasm. 

She continued her frantic self-stimulation, her mind seeing first brightly 
colored lights and then visions of that night in the mobile with Don Morgan. 
That experience which had repelled her for a long time after it happened had 
started to excite her more and more as time went by. As she played with 
herself frantically, she relived that night when she lost her virginity to 
the rough yet gentle man in the mobile. As she thought- her skillful finger 
circled and nudged her fat, swollen clit, sending jolts of pleasure through 
her body, flashes of sensations so strong that she nearly fainted. 

Then her thoughts would turn again to the young boys that came to the 
library and she would again feel that urge to touch and fondle their 
precious young pricks. The thought of it made her breath come faster and 
more uneven. 

With that vision in her head, she thrust her thin middle finger into the 
seldom-used mouth of her cunt. The effect was blinding and breathtaking. She 
groaned like an animal, jabbing her finger rapidly in and out of her flooded 
but tight vagina, imagining it was the prick of one of those young boys, 
fucking her... the thought was too much. 

Her finger would grind into the raging cunt and the woman would cum in a 
dazzling burst of light and a series of convulsions that shook her whole 
body. 

After a few years of working in the library, Suzi got the idea to form a 
reading club with six of her favorite young boys. Every other Saturday they 
would meet at her apartment and discuss a book they had read during the 
week. Suzi always managed to turn the conversation to sex and, after a few 
weeks, the whole purpose of the meeting was to give blow-jobs to each of the 
boys there. It was the kind of club that you never wanted to be late for and 
no one would ever think of missing a meeting. Suzi enjoyed her secret kid 
sex club, and the hard-on boys enjoyed it even more. 

The meeting would always start out with the boys actually discussing a book, 
or at least attempting to. Suzi would serve soft drinks and potato chips, 
and everyone would laugh and enjoy themselves. Suzi always wore something 
very seductive, and after a while, the cock bulges would form in the tight 
Levi's and the boys would be rubbing themselves, and then Suzi would have 
everyone close the books and draw numbers, the lowest number would be the 
first one to get his growing boy cock sucked off, while the others watched. 
It was a great club, for both Suzi and the boys. 

Their parents liked it because it kept the boys off the street at least once 
in a while. Suzi loved to push back the foreskin and nibble away at the 
glans and the skin just under it. She would suck their cocks deep into her 
throat with steady up and down movements. Her hungry waiting throat would 
suck greedily, using all her strength.' She wanted the hot sticky cum of 
each of the little boys to fill the insides of her hungry mouth, right down 
to her waiting stomach. She loved to watch the white sperm race up the long 
member and shoot wildly out of the jerking, opened tip, and then Suzi would 
suck ferociously as the hot liquid spurted deep into her throat. The salty, 
pungent taste drove her crazy with passion. Her cheeks hollowed as she 
feverishly gulped down the massive mouthfuls of hot cum that shot out of the 
boys, magnificent young pricks. She wanted it all. 

She didn't allow any of the boys to fuck her, but she did let them take off 
her slacks and panties and slam their lips against her hairy mound. Some of 
the boys were afraid to do it, so they would sit playing with themselves 
while waiting their turn to get their cocks sucked. The braver boys would 
get right there next to Suzi, kissing her cuntlips, and sometimes she would 
feel a tongue slip in between them, into the slippery, sweet-tasting, hot 
fuck-channel of her womanhood. Suzi loved the feel of a hot tongue crawling 
up her cunt to find her erect clit. 

The boy who was getting his prick sucked while someone was sucking Suzi's 
cunt would always benefit, because the feel of a tongue up her cunt, would 
make her thrash out in ecstasy and suck harder and faster. She became a ball 
of fire! As long as the insides of her hot pussy were being stroked by a 
tongue, she knew she would make it. 

"I'm CUMMMMING! Don't stop!" She would remove the prick from her mouth long 
enough to let them know she was cumming and the lucky boy who was on the 
receiving end of her cunt would suddenly taste something warm, a liquid, and 
then more and more of it, until he was bathed in her fuck juices, till his 
face was nearly drowning in her womanly fluids, in the honey of the 
cock-gobbling librarian's wonderful pussy. 

Suzi's Saturday Suck-off Club went on for quite a few years. When one group 
of boys grew too old for her likes, she would find a new group, and they 
were always willing to cooperate. She was gaining quite a reputation among 
the younger people in town, and even the girls were starting to wonder how 
their dumb football-playing boyfriends could be such bookworms, ONE DAY A 
WEEK. 

Things went along fine until one day Suzi found a note on her desk asking 
her to stop in that afternoon and see the head librarian. She couldn't 
imagine why, but went about her business that day not giving it any special 
thought until the prescribed hour. 

About three-thirty she noticed one of her club members enter the library 
with a man she- was certain was his father and who looked very familiar to 
her. She noticed the boy kept his head forward and never looked up at her. 
This, too, she did not think more about. 

At four o'clock she straightened out her desk and proceeded to the office of 
Miss Kearns, the head librarian. The man and boy were sitting there and she 
notice a hushed silence when she entered the room. 

"Miss Black, this is Don Morgan, and of course you already know his son 
Scott." Miss Kearns stared at the woman. 

Don Morgan! Suzi couldn't believe it. She stared at the man in disbelief. 
All these months she had been sucking the cock of the boy whose father was 
responsible for her way of life, and now he was facing her, looking a little 
shocked himself. Don had almost forgotten the girl and the night, after 
going through a period of terror not knowing what she would do, waiting each 
day for the police or the girl's parents. Then rumors reached him that a 
girl had been attacked near their construction site and, upon questioning a 
few of the men, he found that the girl told the police it happened in a 
hallway, and she never saw her attacker and he didn't fuck her, only ripped 
her clothes and tried to rape her. Only then had he been able to breathe a 
sigh of relief and once again enjoy his own little family. 

And now here she sat, and he thought that he wouldn't mind having a piece of 
ass again from this girl. He knew she certainly hadn't been sitting around 
idle all this time. As good as she had sucked cock then, it was a known fact 
she had improved much more, according to the information he had. 

"Miss Black, Mr. Morgan brought me a letter his son was writing to a friend 
of his. The information in this letter makes it obvious that you've been 
corrupting the youth of this town. Before we take any action, we'd like you 
to defend yourself." She handed Suzi a typewritten letter. Suzi read parts 
of it... she didn't have to read it closely. It was the last few years of 
her life, all set down on paper, neatly. Her eyes blurred as she read it and 
she knew her job was at an end. Even if the boy denied it as the truth, he 
had mentioned other boys by name to his friend. If they were called in, 
then-young minds would break down in an effort to save themselves. 

Suzi stared at it as if she was reading every word and then slowly handed it 
back. The boy looked up at her with tears in his eyes, partly because of 
what he had done and partly because he knew the days of having his always 
hard cock sucked by this fantastic mouth were over. 

"Miss Black, I'm sorry, really I am. My cousin Dave Webber was a member of 
your Saturday club about four years ago. He wrote me asking me if it was 
still around and if I knew about it. He said if I didn't, I should find out 
and join... great way to spend a Saturday afternoon, he said. I wrote him 
back and told him I knew about it, and was even a member, so he wrote and 
asked me for more details, who was in it, what I thought of you, how far you 
went and how far you let us go. I was answering his letter when Dad found 
it." 

Suzi looked at the man and thought back to the night it all started. She 
stared at him not knowing whether she hated him or wanted him. 

Suzi had not said a word up to this point. What could she say? Her greatest 
defense would be to tell them she did it, and point to this boy's father as 
the man responsible for it all. But would anyone believe her. And wasn't she 
more than willing even back then. 

She could see by Don's face that he was sorry. Had he known it was her, he 
wouldn't have gone to these lengths. In fact, he would have gladly joined 
the club, taking private lessons in the evening. The thought that he and his 
son could have been sharing the same cocksucker excited him. 

Suzi looked at the people in the room, at a loss for words. Miss Kearns sat 
there looking stern and, Suzi thought, somewhat jealous. The old fart, Suzi 
thought, she wishes those cocks had been in her mouth. She wishes all that 
cum had filled her belly. Her jealousy will cost me my job, I'm sure of 
that! 

Miss Kearns told Suzi she would forget the whole incident if Mr. Morgan 
agreed not to carry it any farther, and if Suzi would turn in her 
resignation. Before Suzi could answer, Don Morgan walked over to Miss 
Kearns' desk and said he would be glad to forget this whole thing ever 
happened. He would even appreciate, now that it was being discussed, if Miss 
Black could keep her job, as long as she kept her mouth away from his son 
and the other boys. 

Miss Kearns would not hear of it. She had never liked Suzi anyhow, and this 
was her chance to get rid of her. She stood her ground and the remorse in 
Don's face made Suzi's heart go out to him. 

She promised Miss Kearns her resignation would be in the mail later that 
day. Sadly, she went back to her desk without looking at the boy and his 
father, cleared out her desk, and silently got into her burgundy Javelin and 
headed for her apartment. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Suzi had taken a warm shower, slipped into a cool nightgown, and mixed 
herself a martini by the time the doorbell rang. She really wasn't in the 
mood to see anyone, nor did she feel like buying anything from a 
door-to-door salesman. Suzi pressed the button for the lobby intercom, 
asking who it was. She was surprised to hear the deep masculine voice of the 
man who had stood before her that afternoon in Miss Kearns' office--Don 
Morgan sans son. Suzi rang the door-buzzer letting him in, and waited by the 
door until he got off the elevator and walked down the hall. He was dressed 
in Levi's and a work shirt, carrying a jacket over his shoulder and wearing 
a big grin on his face. 

"Hi, Miss Suzi Black, can I come in and talk to you?" He looked sheepish. 

"Yes, of course, Don," she gave him a half-smile. 

"Well," he said as he entered the apartment, throwing his jacket across a 
chair, "this time it's me who should be on my knees begging you to forgive 
me. I didn't mean for this whole thing to happen, and if I had even thought 
it was you, I wouldn't have done anything. I never meant to get you in 
trouble, but then there was no way out. I just saw red when I found the 
letter that my kid was writing his cousin. I couldn't believe this was 
happening and I decided to rid the town of the cause, only it turned out to 
be you. Then somehow the whole thing doesn't seem so bad. He's gotta learn 
about life anyhow, so why not from someone like you." 

Suzi could see he meant every word he said, and the man standing there had 
no idea that he was also a cause of something, the very thing he was trying 
to get rid of for the town. 

She smiled, warmly. "Come on in and let me fix you a drink. You look like 
you could use it." 

Don sat on the couch while Suzi poured him a martini on the rocks. Don 
smiled as he reached out for the glass, his hand touching hers. 

"Thanks," he said after tasting it. "Just the way I like it!" 

"Good," was all she could say. 

"Listen, what're your plans? I mean, what'll you do now that you're out of a 
job?" 

"I hadn't really thought about it, Don. I think I'll leave the thinking for 
tomorrow. Today's been quite a day as it is. Losing my job and seeing you 
again, both on the same day." 

"Yeah. Well, I've thought of you a lot since that day, Suzi, but I never 
tried to find you, and you never passed my corner again. We finished the job 
there about three months later and moved on to the other side of town. I've 
become foreman of our outfit and my kids have grown up, as you can see. I 
guess you've grown up, too. You really look great, but you were always a 
pretty gal. That's what attracted me to you... the prettiest girl to pass by 
that corner." 

"Thanks Don, I knew you were attracted to me by your actions, but I wasn't 
sure why. Now I know why," she said and laughed. 

"Just want you to know that day I heard you say you'd be going to your girl 
friend's to do homework. I was pretty sure you'd pass the corner, and I 
wanted to make sure I was there. I wasn't planning to rape you, just hoping 
to grab a kiss or two, maybe feel a tit. My wife was pregnant with our 
second kid and I wasn't getting any fucking at home, so I was out looking 
and thought I'd start by getting to know you a little better. But when we 
got started, I never had the feeling you were fighting me off. I sort of 
thought you liked it." 

"Well, that's all in the past," Suzi said, not wanting to divulge to him her 
real feelings of that night... how much she had enjoyed it and the guilt she 
felt after she was in bed that night. What good would it do to talk about 
that now? 

"Let me put up some coffee for you. I'd like a cup myself," Suzi said, so 
she could get out of the room for a few minutes and clear her head. She was 
starting to feel very funny inside, deep in her pussy, in her loins, in her 
breasts. She noticed the way he looked at her and she realized she was 
wearing a rather sheer nightgown, which she hadn't bothered to cover up with 
anything. 

She stayed in the kitchen for a while, waiting for the coffee to get readyl 
She could hear Don puttering around, looking through magazines and putting 
on some soft music on the stereo. When she returned with the coffee she 
found that Don had lowered the lights and was sitting on the couch, staring 
at her. She put the tray of coffee on the glass table in front of the couch. 
She poured two cups and handed one to Don. He drank a few sips and placed 
the cup on the tray. He removed Suzi's cup from her hands also. He pulled 
her down next to him. 

"Sit here... " he said. 

Suzi did as he asked, but this time it wasn't out of fear, but was because 
she really wanted to. 

"How's the coffee?" she asked. 

"Hot, baby, like me right now when I look at you." 

"Listen, Don, you'd better concentrate on the coffee," she choked. 

He put his hands on either side of her face, turning it toward him. "I want 
to kiss you, now... " 

"No, Don, I don't think we'd better," she said, knowing full well that they 
would. "Yes, I want to kiss you too." 

His mouth met hers and her lips parted under his. He could feel his huge 
cock stirring in his pants as he pulled her closer to him. He could feel the 
fullness of her tits near his chest. He let his tongue flick across her lips 
and then slide into her mouth, which eagerly accepted his searching 
projection. Her own tongue responded, mixing with his, against his. 

Suzi felt herself becoming aroused--just as she had that evening in the 
mobile when she should have been paralyzed with fright. There was something 
about this rugged man that was also very gentle. She could feel a dampness 
between her legs as her pussy became wet and creamy. She shivered in his 
arms as she felt her nipples become taut and hard. It had been a long time 
since she had had a man. Yes, the last man she had was the very man whose 
tongue was now swirling in her mouth. His big hard mancock had been the 
first and he was the last, and now, here he was again, thanks to his son. 
She thought about all her nights of masturbation and all the young cocks she 
had sucked since the night this man had willingly raped her. Now she wanted 
to be fulfilled again, as a woman. 

Don could feel her quivering and it only made his tongue move faster in her 
mouth. Her breath was coming in short pants as she clung to him. 

Don moved his hands up and down the curves of the woman's body, teasing her 
with his fingers. He could feel his cock getting stiffer and the woman could 
feel her body getting hotter every second. They both knew it would only be a 
matter of time before they would be fucking. 

He started to rub the nipples of the swelling tits with his finger, lightly 
and slowly, first one then the other. Suzi made no effort to pull away and 
Don could hear the sharp intake of her breath and feel the stiffening of her 
body. 

He ran one finger along the bud of her nipple, feeling his own heart 
pounding in his chest while his cock leaped madly under his white shorts. 
Their tongues were again fused. 

Quickly Don reached down and, with one movement, removed the thin nightgown, 
leaving the woman naked before him. He leaned back, looked at her slowly, 
then reached over with one hand and took a nipple in his finger, pinching it 
painfully with his thumb and forefinger. He slid his hand down to the 
triangular part of her legs, where her thighs meet. His middle finger was 
poised in readiness to stroke the outside of her cuntal lips as he cupped 
the pubic mound with his full hand. 

Suzi was overpowered by her feelings. She wanted all this to happen and yet 
she felt it shouldn't. She tried to control herself but the body felt so 
warm, so good, so masculine. His kisses were magnetic, and her resistance 
was wearing down. She pulled her body away from his, trying to remove his 
hand from her quivering crotch. 

"Don't fight me, baby, you want it as much as I do!" He held her tightly and 
she knew he was right. 

"Please, Don, this day has been too much for me." 

"Listen, honey, according to that letter my son wrote, you suck cock better 
than anyone. If I remember way back, he's right, you weren't so bad. I 
haven't had my cock sucked good for a long time. My wife don't know the 
first thing about blow-jobs. I'm long overdue for a cocksucking." He stood 
up and dropped his pants and unbuttoned his shirt. In seconds he was 
standing nude before her, his huge hard cock jutting out in front of him... 
larger than she remembered it... hairier than she remembered it... more 
beautiful than she remembered it. 

She looked at the prick with the foreskin covering its head and it 
fascinated her, just as it had when she had been fifteen. 

Slowly she ran her fingers over it, then bent down to kiss it lightly, her 
lips searching every inch of it. She took it gently into her mouth until she 
was filled with it. The man arched his back driving it deeper inside her. 
She wrapped her hands around his broad thighs, digging her nails into the 
globes of his masculine ass. She opened her lips wide to accept the male 
offering. 

He groaned in pain, pleasure, and ecstasy. Her tongue flitted around the rod 
and she sucked the cockhead with love, slowly, very slowly, making the man 
cry out. She twisted her tongue around the blood-engorged cockhead and 
kissed his balls and nibbled the bottom of his cock, until he thought he 
would go insane. Some of his thick wet hair got into her mouth, mixing with 
her saliva. She continued to slide her tongue up and down along the large 
rounded tip and even inside the piss slit in the end. 

She could feel a burning in her cunt and her tits felt as hard as rock. She 
wanted him to fuck her, but for now, she was enjoying giving him an expert 
blow-job and he was enjoying it too. She moved her head up and down on his 
cock, holding the huge rod tight in her hands at the same time. With her 
other hand, she softly and gently rolled his big oval balls around, feeling 
the man's body tighten with each move. 

She held his cock tightly in her mouth, sucking hungrily at it, while 
sensual delight coursed through her body. Then she pulled away from his cock 
and started to suck on the massive nuts. They felt heavy in her mouth, and 
she knew they were waiting for the right moment to release their passsion 
cream. Her tongue flicked at the uncut cockhead, making it quiver. This was 
her favorite occupation. 

"Aaaaghhh!" All that one could hear was Don's heavy breathing and an 
occasional groan as his hurting prick was being worked over by this loving 
tongue. 

"Oooohhh!" Suzi's voice could be heard in unison with his. She was only 
thinking about sucking his beautiful penis until the balls erupted and the 
cum filled her mouth. 

Don Morgan was seconds away from cumming. The woman's mouth continued to 
work feverishly around his throbbing fuck pole. His dick convulsed wildly 
and then, without any warning, the burning love juice rushed forth from his 
bloated organ, filling the woman's mouth until she thought she would choke. 
She squeezed at his balls as if to wring out every drop of cum locked 
inside. Don pushed her head deeper between his legs until his cock was 
buried deep in her throat, as he emptied every drop of the bittersweet cum 
into her mouth. 

The woman continued to nibble at the deflated prick, milking it dry. They 
were both exhausted, but satisfied. Suzi lay on top of Don, ready to 
collapse, as he kissed her lips, wet with his own cum. Again, feelings of 
guilt raced through her. The events of the day passed before her eyes and 
she thought back to earlier in the day, and now it was reality. She was out 
of a job, in a small town where any kind of talk would be heard by her 
parents. And she lay in the arms of the man who had raped her when she was 
still a teenager. While she lay there, wishing she could be holding a 
teenage cock in place of his man's dick, her decision was made for her. She 
knew what she had to do. 

And she did it. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

It had been two months since Suzi had packed up her clothes, said good-bye 
to everyone in Libertyville, loaded up her Javelin and headed for Chicago-- 
the big city where people came to get lost. She immediately found a cute 
studio apartment on the near North side and went about getting a job. Miss 
Kearns was so glad to see this woman leave town, that she promised her a 
good reference, which she now carried with her as she searched for a job. 
This time she tied her hair back in a bun--the librarian look. In a short 
time she had a job once again, in a pleasant library in New Town, an up-and- 
coming groovy area in Chicago. 

She was good for a few months, paying no attention to the young boys who 
were regular visitors to the library. She concentrated on getting used to 
the new atmosphere, both at work and at home. She hadn't made any new 
friends, but her friend Mari came up on two occasions to spend the weekend 
with her, sightseeing and learning about the big city. It didn't compare 
with small-town living, and it took her time to get used to the big city and 
big buildings. 

Suzi was determined to forget about Libertyville and Don Morgan. The memory 
of her last night with him still managed to make her body burn with desire. 
Now she was in a new city, a new library. She was in charge of the check-out 
counter and now that she was more used to it, she found herself studying the 
young bulges in the well-worn Levi's of the teenage boys. Sometimes she 
could feel her panties grow hot and wet watching them. 

Sometimes as she looked around the quiet reading room, she would notice the 
boys playing with themselves under the table. One particular day she was 
alerted to two young boys, who although they were quiet and respecting the 
library rules, Suzi knew young boys well enough to know they had something 
on their minds. She continued going through index cards, but continued to 
watch the boys at the same time. 

They were looking through the card catalog and pulling the small drawers 
out, one by one. They would occasionally whisper to each other and 
eventually, they headed for the book shelves. Suzi crept up on them 
silently, between the tall, long shelves of books. She saw them go to the 
section where books on sex and the human were kept. She could hear more 
whispering and laughing. 

Watching the young boys intrigued her and she -decided to see how far they 
would go. They had apparently found the books they wanted, and the 
sandy-haired boy was holding a large book. "Hey, I found it. The book my 
brother was talking about! Come here, let's look at it!" 

"Shhh, do you wanta get us thrown out, dummy? Jesus, I'm as anxious as you 
are, but we'd better be quiet so we don't get caught." 

Sammy, the sandy haired boy, fumbled through the pages until he came to 
life-size drawings of the adult human body. 

"Wow, get a look at this prick, will ya. I wonder if I'll have one like that 
ever." 

"Yeah," this time Bob Rice spoke. "Mine's nowhere near that. Even my dad's 
dick doesn't look that big." 

"When did you ever see your dad with a hard-on?" Sammy asked. 

"Forget it! Hey, how long you think it'll take before we have cocks like 
that?" He looked around to see if anyone had heard him. "Let's see how big 
yours is." 

With that, he unzipped his own fly and withdrew a small, limp cock, almost 
lost in the folds of the foreskin covering it. He looked at his organ and 
then at the one in the book. "Holy fuck, see what I mean? I got the prick of 
a midget next to this one." 

Sammy unzipped his fly too, and even though he was proud of his young dick, 
it did look small next to the one staring at them from the pages of the 
book. "God, imagine having a rod like that to shove up some willing girl." 
He felt his own cock and then felt it again. 

"Hey," Sammy said, "let's get them hard, and then they'll be bigger. Come 
on! If nothing else, we'll feel better." 

"I don't know if it'll make a difference. We'll never look like this, but 
what the hell, let's do it!" 

The two boys started to pump away, each at his own prick, with the book open 
before them for inspiration. Suzi Black stood watching them, digging her 
nails into her palms. She wanted to stop them, but the sight of those young 
cocks was too inviting to her eyes. It had been quite a while since she had 
seen teenage pricks. It was such a contrast to an organ like Don's--ugly, 
hairy and brutish--and enormous! These two boycocks she was watching now 
were young, innocent and pretty. Something to behold, not beware of. Both 
pricks looked about the same size to her, but she knew immediately she 
preferred the sandy haired boy's. They looked healthy as they started to 
stiffen under their working fingers. Their cocks were delicately veined with 
blue lines, and at the point of each uncircumcised organ, was wrinkled white 
skin. 

The boys continued pumping their cocks with their young hands, and soon an 
erection started to show on each boy as their cocks stuck straight out, like 
tails on a dog... wagging. 

Suzi stood mesmerized at the sight. She felt a powerful desire to touch 
their cocks, to slide her fingers along the little fuck shafts and feel both 
the hardness and softness. She hadn't touched a penis in a long time, and 
the last one had been an adult, ugly monster, the same one that had 
penetrated her virgin cunt years before. 

Her whole body felt flushed at the sight and her pussy was sending out a 
burning flood of juices that wet her panties and ran down her legs. 

"Hey, isn't this a funny feeling, rubbing it like this?" Sammy asked his 
friend. 

"Yeah. Sometimes I do it with my brother and his friends, when no one's 
home. We all sit around jerking off, and we see who can cum the farthest." 

"Hell, my brother closes the door when his friends are around and won't even 
let me in. They're probably jerking off too. I've only done it twice, when 
my mom was out for the day. Once I came on her bathroom tile, and I had to 
clean it up" He bent down and put his prick next to the picture in the book, 
but the picture was still much longer and thicker than his. He was 
disappointed. 

"Shit, I'll never have a pecker like that, no matter how long I live!" 

"Me either!" Both boys felt downhearted. 

Suzi continued watching as her body twitched with fierce emotion. She was 
filled with outrage at what the boys were doing and how close they were to 
getting in trouble. At the same time she was filled with another emotion... 
passion. The sight of the pricks held her in a trance. Jesus, what's 
happening to me? She forced herself to look away from the boys, to gain 
control of herself and figure out what to do. . She felt as though she had 
to have at least one of the boys--and immediately. Her pussy was throbbing 
and aching and she wanted to stuff her fingers up into it, to put out the 
raging fire inside of her. 

Suzi continued to watch the boys some more. She could see the bloated 
testicles waiting for release. Sammy pulled a handkerchief from his pocket. 
"Hey, I'm gonna cum, how about you?" 

"Me, yeah I'm ready." They spread the hankie in front of them and, as 
quietly as possible, they both came at the same time into the hankie. 

"Wow, my balls hurt from that!" Sammy said, as he stuffed his half-hard 
prick back into his pants, while Bob did the same. 

They heard a muffled cough and turned around to see Miss Black standing 
there. "Okay, boys, you can't be sitting back here, and this is the adult 
section. You're not supposed to be here. Did one of you say something about 
balls?" 

"Hmmm, yeah I did." Sammy was petrified. "I'm looking for a book on tennis. 
Can you help me?" 

"Yes I can." Suzi pretended as though she hadn't seen the boys jerk off, and 
they couldn't be certain if she had seen it or not. They didn't know how to 
react. 

"You said a book on tennis, right? Well, you boys are definitely in the 
wrong section. This section has nothing about sports. At least not the 
sports you're referring to. The book you're holding right now, for instance, 
open to that picture of the male anatomy, is definitely not about sports of 
any kind. If you're interested in looking at genitals, you each have your 
own to look at. I've asked them to keep books like this under lock and key, 
for exactly this reason." 

As she made her little speech, she continued to stare first at their faces, 
then at their waning bulges. The hankie, wet with cum, lay on the floor in 
front of her, though she pretended not to notice. 

The boys looked ready to cry with fear, and Suzi was getting a cold pleasure 
out of it. As she talked, she picked up the book and glanced at the large 
penis on the man. God, she thought, why would they want this, when they have 
such nice ones of their own? 

"The library is closing shortly. If you want the book wait in my office for 
me, down the hall, but your friend better go home or wait outside." She 
turned to go back to her desk as Bob left the building and Sammy went to the 
office. 

Suzi looked around to make sure everyone had left the building before she 
entered her private office where Sammy was obediently waiting for her. 

"Thank you for staying behind, Sammy. I did find the book you were looking 
for," she said and smiled. She knew it wasn't a book that he had been 
looking for. 

"I don't think you'll learn anything by reading a book on how to play 
tennis. The best way to learn is to get out there and play. Experience, 
Sammy my child, is still the best teacher!" Suzi could feel the passion 
rising in her body. "There are even some things I could teach you. Would you 
like private lessons?" She didn't wait for an answer. 

Sammy stood nervously before her, not knowing what to say, as Suzi took the 
book out of his hand, placing it atop a filing cabinet. 

She led the boy to the couch and slowly began unbuttoning his shirt. Then 
she removed his pants and, in a few moments, he stood in his Jockey shorts 
facing her. She looked at the fullness in the white crotch. She fell to her 
knees and hugged the boy, so that her cheek pressed against his swelling 
cock. She brought her face back and looked at the outline of his cock, 
almost protruding from the soft cotton material. Suddenly she brought her 
lips forward and kissed him through the material, on his hardening penis. 

Quickly Suzi stood up and let Sammy unzip her plain black dress, which fell 
directly to the floor, revealing black lace panties and matching bra. Suzi 
undid her bra, allowing it to fall too, and at the same time, freeing her 
hot, burning breasts from their confines. Then she stepped out of the 
panties as the boy watched with his mouth hanging open. 

"Now I want to see that bulge in your shorts," she whispered, tugging at the 
elastic band. Sammy's Jockey shorts came down to reveal a delicious thick 
boycock, surrounded by a thatch of fledgling hair. Suzi stared at it, then 
kissed the tip of it. 

The boy shuddered as Suzi gently pushed him onto the black couch. "I want to 
suck it," she said coyly. 

Suzi glanced at the swelling cock, seeing the taut magenta skin at the crown 
of the penis. It was engorged with blood, ready to burst open. 

Unhesitatingly, she moved forward between his loins, plunging the swollen 
prick into her mouth. 

She let her lips sink over it until she felt it blocking the entrance to her 
throat, then she began to blow him. Over and over, she plunged on the long, 
thick boyfuck shaft, squeezing it between her lips, contracting the muscles 
of her throat as she swallowed, careful not to rub the tight skin with her 
teeth. 

"Oh, Jesus fuck," the boy moaned. "Don't stop, please!" 

Suzi didn't pause in her frenzied cocksucking. She grew wilder, in fact. She 
tossed her head from side to side and exerted more suction on the pulsating 
prick planted in her mouth. Saliva ran from her mouth and caught in Sammy's 
pubic hair until it was a mass of matted tangles. 

Instinctively the boy grabbed the woman's head for a moment and held it 
firm, while he moved his hips to meet her churning mouth, fucking his thick 
cock into her clenched lips. Deep guttural sounds rose from his throat. 

Suddenly the sounds from Sammy's throat became soft gasps as he felt an 
entirely new delight. The librarian's gently seeking hands found his young 
balls and closed lovingly around them... 

She tenderly squeezed the small virgin bags of flesh. And all Sammy could 
think of was this crazy new sensation he was feeling--wonderful new tingles 
of pleasure this woman created in him. 

She loved playing with the young boy's balls! She liked the fresh boy-smell, 
the tender skin, the fresh almost new pubic hair. She loved playing with the 
tender pink sacs, cupping them, bathing and cuddling them with her tongue, 
with her hands. She topped sucking while she tickled his balls all over, and 
the boy felt he would faint from excitement if he even tried to sit up. 

"Do you like what I'm doing?" she asked, as she fitted her lips over his 
balls and pulled them into her mouth, sucking ever so gently on them, making 
them wet and warm inside her soft hps. His young hard cock stood up against 
his body. 

"God, yes, Miss Black!" he barely whispered, as he watched what was taking 
place. "It's fantastic, the way you tickle my balls!" 

"Why not, Sammy? I like your balls." She giggled, tracing a line between the 
two balls with her finger. She looked up at the boy and smiled. 

"Don't you think you'd better start calling me Suzi? Miss Black sounds so 
formal, Sammy!" As she spoke, her finger continued massaging and moving and 
probing, working its way farther back between his legs. Then it found its 
way to the opening of his asshole. She pressed her finger directly at the 
opening and looked up at the boy. 

He was in ecstasy. "Oh, that's the best feeling I've ever had. Don't stop!" 

Then, with the tip of her finger, she carefully and slowly began to work her 
way inside, a little at a time. She made circular motions against the hot 
flesh of his virgin asshole. 

"Miss Black, Jesus, Holy fuck, Miss Black, I mean... Suzi... SUZI!" he 
screamed in delight and pain. 

He knew it would hurt, but he didn't want her to stop. She knew also that it 
would hurt him, but she, too, didn't want to stop. He liked the feeling, and 
who knows--he might like a finger up his ass even more! He only knew he 
wanted her to go on doing it. And go on she did, twisting and pumping her 
fingertip around the hard opening. His balls tingled and swelled from the 
strange sensation. 

He could feel the probing finger in the tightness of his anal opening, and 
he moved his hips back and forth in rhythm, hoping she would again take his 
cock into her mouth while her finger kept up its search. 

She loved the way his powerful sphincter muscle tightened and relaxed around 
her teasing linger. She loved the way his balls tightened up and filled. She 
loved the way she aroused him to begin the steady motions of fucking with 
his hips. 

"God, Sammy, your cock's so big." She took it in her hand while the finger 
of her other hand continued to pump vigorously against his asshole. "Would 
you like me to give you something special?" she whispered. 

"Yeah, anything you want's all right with me," the boy said, still in shock 
by all that was happening. "Good, here goes!" And with that, she pushed her 
finger into his asshole all the way to her knuckle. 

"Owwww!" The boy was surprised by the sudden pain. 

She started to fuck him with her finger and then to his surprise, she pulled 
her finger out. The boy breathed a sigh of relief but, without warning, he 
felt another finger there. "No, Miss Black, please don't... " His words were 
cut off by a sudden jab as two fingers spread his young asshole and pushed 
up into him. He cringed in pain, digging his own fingers into her back. 

She continued to fuck his young asshole with her fingers for about five 
minutes and then she pulled them free. The boy took a deep breath... a sigh 
of relief. 

Suddenly, without a word, she bent down and, with her tongue, she washed his 
burning balls, making him want to pass out with wild new pleasure. Her 
dripping tongue took its time, licking and moistening every part of his 
exposed testicles, like an animal caring for its young. With every stroke of 
her tongue, Sammy could feel his balls getting bigger, fatter and more 
swollen with semen. He felt ready to burst, but still the woman licked at 
him. 

Then again there was that warm feeling he had felt earlier, as the woman's 
mouth once more engulfed his young cock. He held his breath as her hot eager 
breath tickled the highly sensitive skin of his cockhead. Then she fastened 
her firm soft lips around the gleaming head of his cock and wriggled her 
tongue into the slit in the tip, probing and licking and tasting the juices 
of this young boy. She swallowed the bitter premature cum that was seeping 
from his cock tip and then she slowly began to suck his hot penis. 

The boy could hardly lay still. His body writhed in sheer delight. "Miss 
Black, I mean, Suzi... I don't believe it. God, it feels good. It's 
wonderful!" And Sammy wasn't just saying that. Her lips felt so great around 
his cock, he wanted it never to end. He marveled at the way she moved up and 
down the shaft of his feverish prick. 

Suzi could barely hear his words of praise. She was busy sucking his young 
cock, as if it were her first and her last. She seized it between her hungry 
lips, tasting the drop of cum on his hot prick. She closed her eyes in happy 
concentration as she moved her tongue up and down the little hole in the 
tip, taking her time, reaming the little hole dry and empty. Then with a low 
moan, she once again took the full length of his cock into her mouth, until 
it rested in her throat. She felt the tip pressing against her tonsils. 

She decided she wanted him to cum right there in the back of her throat. She 
wanted the cum to slide right into her belly without even a swallow. She 
fingered his balls very lightly. 

"Oh, God," the boy moaned. He feit as though he would pass out any minute 
from this new sensation. It was too exciting and his head pounded and his 
body throbbed as he watched this woman's head bobbing around, wrapped around 
his swollen prick. God, he thought, I can't wait to tell the other guys 
about this! But would they believe it? He didn't really give a shit if they 
did or not. He only knew he wanted her to keep her mouth there forever. 

Suzi's tongue curled around the tip of the boy's hard shaft, and then it 
slid slowly over the warm wet sides. She pressed her nose against his pubic 
hair, feeling his balls against her lip and chin, and she wished at that 
moment that her mouth could take his balls and cock all at the same time. 

"God, don't stop, ever. Please!" It was all he could manage to say as he 
rocked back and forth into her face, feeling his prick penetrating her mouth 
deeper than he ever dreamed possible. He figured by now, the head of his 
cock should be all the way down her throat, and he marveled that she wasn't 
gagging on it. He always gagged when he stuck his finger down his throat. 
How could she take his thick boyish prick? It amazed him! He continued to 
pump his hips in rhythm. 

Suzi speeded up her noisy sucking and slurping of the boy's hot prick. Her 
finger continued to pump in and out of his anal opening, matching her 
cocksucking rhythm. The boy trembled and pumped his hips faster and faster. 
Her finger slid out of his asshole as she reached for his tight, full balls 
and began petting them and tickling them. His breath came in rapid gasps. 
Sammy felt ready to faint with pleasure. He wondered why his hips continued 
to move involuntarily. He had this overpowering urge to thrust his cock deep 
into her mouth, but he wasn't sure of the reason why. He couldn't quite 
understand what was happening to him and he didn't much care, as long as his 
favorite librarian continued to do these fantastic things to his cock and 
balls and asshole. For the first time, he truly realized what it was he 
liked best about books and reading. 

"Ooohhhhh," he moaned, as his movements jerked and he worked his frantic 
cock deeper into her sucking mouth. Her finger in his asshole, her fondling 
of his cock and balls and her wild sucking, were doing strange things to 
him. Thrills of new sensations were shooting through his insides, ending up 
in his long, hard, fat prick. 

Suzi moaned as she realized how close they were getting to what she had been 
waiting for. Soon she would have the gift she craved... a young kid's cum 
filling her mouth. She couldn't wait for him to shoot his manly load from 
his child's body into hers. She couldn't wait to taste it as it shot out of 
his hot boyish prick which was now totally stuffed into her mouth. 

"Ooohhh," the boy said again, still moving his hips, sliding his cock in and 
out of her ripe lips. 

"Ohhhh," Suzi echoed to let him know that she, too, was enjoying it. She 
knew he was ready to shoot his cum and she was excited. She wanted the 
creamy liquid down her throat, but she also loved knowing that this would be 
the first time this boy had shot his load into someone's mouth. She would be 
the first to taste his young boy cum. 

He felt as though his cock was going to burst. His prick kept stabbing her 
hot throat, sending pleasure through his penis, into his swollen testicles, 
and throughout his body. Then he felt the greatest pleasure of all, a sharp, 
piercing, joyous feeling, starting in his cockhead and racing through his 
entire body. He felt his prick explode, its contents spilling out and into 
the hot sucking mouth of Suzi Black. She grunted and groaned, drinking the 
hot sticky cum that was being pumped into her. He held on to her to keep 
from falling off the couch. 

"Ahhhhh, GOD!" Sammy cried as Suzi's fingers dug into his ass, forcing all 
of his cock down her throat, feeling her gift entering her belly. 

"HOLY FUCK!" he yelled again and pumped a few more times. The librarian 
sucked every last drop of cum until the boy collapsed and rolled onto the 
floor, the woman with him, holding tightly to his emptying dick. Her face 
was still plastered to his crotch, her nose still in the young hair, 
surrounding his organ, tasting the young fluid in her lips, between her 
teeth, under her tongue. She never wanted to let go of his prick. 

And she didn't. At least not until he begged to be set free. His penis was 
now soft, and still the woman sucked, and the boy knew he couldn't get it 
hard again, right away. 

"You really came, darling," she said sweetly. 

"Yeah, I did," the boy said in utter amazement. "You should've been a 
teacher, not a librarian! Only I guess they don't teach this subject in 
school, do they?" 

They both laughed. 

"Well, I guess you might say I'm a teacher, Sammy!" she said. "Remember, I 
told you I'd give you private lessons, and I have. That takes care of 
tennis. Next time we'll try another sport. There's lots of sports played by 
two people, you'll find. And some that require more than two. Maybe some of 
your friends would like private lessons!" 

My friends? he gasped. 

"Why not?" she asked and smiled. "Maybe we can all stay late one day at the 
library and I'll teach you how to use the catalog system, so you'll know how 
to find exactly what you're looking for. Ask some of your friends, if they'd 
be interested in learning new things about the library." 

"Yes, ma'am, I'll ask them!" He couldn't believe what he was hearing. 

Suzi leaned over, took his still-wet cock in her hands and kissed it gently, 
noticing how the foreskin now covered the slit she had been probing minutes 
earlier. 

She slapped him on the ass. "Come on, time to cover that beautiful young 
body or we'll find ourselves surrounded by the cleaning ladies, and they'd 
never get any work done watching us." 

As they were about to leave the building a short while later, Suzi turned to 
Sammy and said, "And don't be late returning that book. One thing I can't 
tolerate is an over-due book!" 

She clicked off the lights, locked the door, said good night to Sammy who 
turned the corner to walk to his house, and got into her burgundy Javelin 
for the half-hour ride home. She smiled all the way. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

The next few days were rather dull for Suzi. She kept thinking about Sammy 
Michaels and sucking his cock and finger-fucking his ass. She wondered why 
she hadn't seen him or his friend Bob, but she was sure they'd both be back, 
at least Sammy would. And most likely Bob too, when he found out what had 
happened in the office. 

"Miss Black, telephone for you!" Suzi's mind was drifting and she almost 
didn't hear her co-worker's message. She turned to see the telephone being 
pushed in her face. Who could be calling me? she wondered. 

"Hello!" she said softly. 

"Hi, Miss Black, it's me, Sammy Michaels, the kid who likes tennis." 

Suzi smiled. "Yes, Sammy, I was wondering where you were. It hardly sounds 
like you." 

"That's why I'm calling. I caught this damned cold and I haven't been able 
to get to school either. I gotta turn in a report on Greek history on Monday 
and I really wanted to come to the library and take out a book on the 
subject, but Mom said I can't leave the house until Sunday, and then the 
library'll be closed. Well, I was wondering if you could do me a great 
favor. If you could take out a good book on the subject of the Greeks, and 
maybe I could come over by you and get it. I don't know where you live, but 
I could ride my bike over, and maybe Bob Rice would come with me. I know 
it's a big favor to ask, but I gotta turn in that paper and I don't want to 
get a low mark." The whole thing came out in one breath. 

"Yes, Sammy," she said and laughed. "I'll find a good book for you. I know 
just what you need! You and your friend stop by on Sunday. I'm at 655 Grace 
Street. Just ring the bell. Chain your bikes up to a tree, or they'll be 
ripped off for sure. I'll see you then." 

Suzi could feel her heart palpitating as she replaced the phone. The thought 
of having both those boys at her apartment gave her a warm feeling. Like the 
old days in Libertyville. She wondered if she could start a club in Chicago 
too. Certainly there were more boys in the city with suckable cocks. She had 
been bored for quite a while since coming to the big city, but it looked as 
though her days of boredom were soon to be over. It was about time! 

The rest of the day dragged by for her, and all she could think of was 
Sunday and the boys. She aimlessly checked out books that day and the 
following day, dusting the shelves and paying little attention to what she 
was doing. She did take time out to go through the books on Greek history 
and pick out the very best for the boy. She wasn't sure if he really needed 
the books, but in case he did, she planned to have them. 

Saturday, she spent most of the day in the apartment cleaning and thinking 
about the two cocks she would be sucking the next day. She could almost 
taste them both. 

Sunday morning. Suzi got up around eleven, slipped into a lounging outfit, 
cut low in front, and made herself a light brunch. She was saving her 
appetite for young cocks which would "cum" later in the day. 

Around one-thirty the bell rang, and Suzi could hear the two boys downstairs 
in the lobby through the intercom. She buzzed them in and waited patiently 
until they knocked at her door. "Come in, boys, it's open," she said. 

They entered quietly to find her sitting on the light colored couch, the 
stereo playing Streisand's new album, the soundtrack of The Way We Were, and 
the shades were drawn. Bob looked scared but Sammy was too excited to 
notice. 

"Well, come on, boys, close the door. Can I get you anything to drink? Maybe 
a Dr Pepper for each of you?" 

They nodded. 

Suzi went into the tiny kitchen and got out two bottles of Dr Pepper and two 
straws and handed them to the boys. For herself she mixed a Bloody Mary, her 
usual Sunday morning drink, and settled comfortably on the couch as the boys 
walked around the room. 

"Sit down, you're making me nervous." They both sat down on the soft 
carpeting, still feeling a little uneasy. "Do you like that music or would 
you rather hear something else? I don't have any of that heavy rock, but I 
probably have something you like," she said with a strange smile. 

"Hey, no, that's all right," said Sammy. "I saw that movie and I really 
liked it. Great flick. Great song." 

"Well, good. Bob, tell me about yourself. We really didn't get a chance to 
talk at the library. You were too busy, reading... if I recall." She gave 
him a slight sneer. 

"Yes, ma'am. Well, not much to tell. I go to school with Sammy and he's 
really my best friend. We live about two blocks apart and we've been friends 
since grade school. Not much else to tell... yeah, when I get out of school, 
I'm gonna go to college in California, 'cause that's where I want to live 
anyhow. My folks said they'd foot the bill for me, as long as I stay out of 
trouble. I think I'd like to be a writer... maybe for the movies. I haven't 
given it that much thought yet. Right now all I want to do is get outta that 
fucking school. JESUS, I'm sorry, Miss Black, I didn't mean to use that 
language." 

"That's okay, Bob. I think at my age I've heard the word once or twice 
before. No need to apologize." The sound of the word fucking was making 
Suzi's mind race. She stared at the two boys on the floor, her eyes fastened 
on the teenage bulges in their Levi's. 

"Tell me, Bob, what did Sammy tell you about me?" she asked pleasantly. 

"Not much," the boy lied, obviously. "Well, he said you gave him a book on 
tennis... and he said you were really nice about catching us... and he said 
you weren't gonna tell anyone." 

"Come on, Bob, he must've told you something else?" she asked. "You can talk 
freely with me. We're gonna be great friends." She leaned over and put her 
hand on his knee. She noticed the bulge get a little stiffer. 

"Well, Miss Black, he said you sucked his cock and put your fingers up his 
ass, and he said it was the greatest thing that ever happened to him. He 
said you drank up all his sperm, and he said he hoped he could do it all 
again. He said you were something else." 

"Well, how nice, so many compliments. And what about you, would you like me 
to do something to you?" 

"Wow, yeah, Miss Black, I'd love a piece of the action. Sammy and I are 
close friends and we always share." 

"Good, let's start by having you call me Suzi. I don't see any reason to be 
so formal, and you won't either in a while." 

Suzi stood up in front of the boys, removing her revealing blouse to expose 
her tits to them. They both gasped in pleasure. She knelt on the floor in 
front of them and they both automatically reached out to grab them. "Don't 
be scared, boys, they won't bite. Go ahead and play with them. Feel my tits, 
boys. It'll feel good to you." Both boys started pulling and kneading at the 
hard nipples and soft globes. She could see their cocks rising in their 
pants. 

"Before you each ruin your pants, I suggest you remove them." She smiled. 
They let go of the tits, and pulled off their pants, leaving their shorts 
on, with the prominent bulges. 

Sammy pulled his shorts down far enough so she could see the tip of his 
cock. She rubbed it with her fingers and then gently put her head on it as 
he fell back on the floor and Bob's eyes almost fell out of his head. Bob 
gasped and watched as the woman sucked on his best friend's cock. In a 
moment she was moaning and moving around on the floor as she pulled his 
shorts off his body and rubbed her hands over his fat young balls. She could 
see some premature cum on the tip of his cock, and she licked it off. "Take 
off your shorts, too," she directed Bob. He immediately did as she directed, 
happily. 

She stood looking at the two boys, naked, and could feel the hunger for them 
rising in her loins. 

Bob was a little shorter than Sammy, somewhat stockier and slightly 
stronger. His body was tan, slim and like Sammy's, beautiful compared to the 
brutish power of the adult male form. Suzi looked greedily at the young 
genitals. They looked as pretty as Sammy's, as young and as virginal--a 
little smaller and somewhat fatter, like the boy himself. The pale cock had 
the same delicate web of blue veins and ended in the same amusing wrinkled 
point, and the round balls hung loosely, pinkly from their straps of flesh, 
just as Sammy's did. Suzi could hardly wait to touch them, but she wanted to 
go easy, not with the feverish eagerness she really felt. 

Bob stood there as the woman studied his cock, wondering what she was 
thinking. He knew he was a little smaller than his friend's dick, and he 
wondered if it would make a difference to the woman, or if she would even 
notice it. He didn't want her laughing at the size of his boyish joint. 

"Well, does it look right for my age?" he asked, a little embarrassed. 

Suzi was lost in an erotic thought, and his words brought her back. She 
looked him in the eye with a gentle expression on her face. "No, Bob, of 
course not." 

Her words startled the boy. He didn't expect to hear that, and her next 
words came rapidly. 

"It looks better than most boys your age. I'd say you and Sammy had the best 
cocks I've seen on boys your age." a Bob breathed a sigh of relieve. He felt 
proud as did the other boy. He was hoping the pretty librarian would suck 
him off, the way his friend described his session with her. He wanted her to 
play with his cock and balls until they were stiff and tingling with crazy 
urges. He was glad to be there with his friend. Suddenly Bob gasped as he 
felt Suzi's soft warm hand enclosing his small cock and squeezing it 
playfully. She wrapped her fingers soothingly around his shaft and began to 
work the loose skin delicately up and down over his inner hardness. 

It felt good to the boy and he sighed and relaxed a little, wanting her to 
continue. At the same time he heard his friend sigh, also, and he took a 
quick peek through his half-closed eyes. It can't be happening, he thought. 
But there it was. The woman was on her knees before them, one white cock in 
each hand, pumping them slowly and tenderly, her face aglow with obscene 
delight... 

As she knelt on the floor a few inches away from the naked boys, she felt 
her excited pussy gush out a flood of juices, soaking her panties and 
dripping through to run hotly down her thighs. It was all too good, too 
sweet, to be true! Two beautiful young boys to play with and enjoy in 
whatever way she wanted. She knew she would not stop at holding both pricks 
in her hand. She began to pump and squeeze the exquisite wonderful young 
cocks that nestled in her loving hand. 

It was wildly delightful to play with two cocks at one time. Both boys 
shivered and shook and sighed as she worked on their pricks, keeping their 
eyes closed to concentrate on the sensations the woman was causing to them 
both. Bob seemed a little nervous, so Suzi was more gentle with him, pumping 
and rubbing his young shaft with delicious slow pressure. She stopped 
occasionally, to let both organs rest in her hands, and she watched as they 
twitched and shook a little before subsiding limply and warmly into the nest 
of her hand. Then she bounced the small cocks up and down on her palms, 
loving the way they flopped and landed with a plop. 

"You both have such nice cocks," she murmured. As she spoke, her skillful 
fingers seized the wrinkled foreskins and began to tug them back, teasingly, 
gradually exposing the secret red glans. Her fingers trembled a little as 
she worked and the boys stiffened and gasped with delight. Suzi felt eager 
saliva build up in her mouth as she thought of the twin treat awaiting her. 
She eased the foreskins back very slowly until they were entirely retracted, 
then she stared at the two red tips of their boyish cocks. 

"Yes, I'd say you were both very healthy and nice. I wonder if they taste as 
good as they look!" 

Without waiting for an answer, Suzi moaned deep in her throat and dipped her 
head forward, flicking out her wet horny tongue to lick first Sammy's and 
then Bob's cockhead. The boys gasped in chorus and both leaned forward to 
rest their hands on Suzi's shoulders, one boy on each side. Suzi set to work 
rapidly, licking their trembling young pricks with the firm tip of her 
experienced tongue. She moaned and tasted their salty, pure juices, digging 
her tongue deep into the dark holes of their cockheads, slurped and sighed 
as she circled their gleaming glans with her eager tongue. But it wasn't 
enough for Suzi. Two cocks were beautiful, but she wanted them both at once! 

She reached out and put her arms around the boys' slim hips, moved the two 
teenagers closer together until their naked bodies were touching. Now she 
had both throbbing red-headed little boycocks side by side, nudging and 
bumping each other blindly. With a gurgling, animal noise, she dipped her 
head and sucked both young shafts into her mouth. 

Sammy's head spun with ecstasy as Suzi's tongue made contact with the 
sensitive flesh of his cockhead. Holy fuck, he thought. It felt like nothing 
he had ever experienced before. He hoped she would go on licking his 
palpitating prick for hours. He quivered and moaned lightly as her tongue 
traced a burning pattern around the head of his stiff prick. 

Bob had enjoyed Suzi's slow teasing retraction of his foreskin, but he never 
anticipated a pleasure as great as this one. When her pointed tonguetip 
first wiggled its way into the hole of his glans, he hadn't even realized 
what it was... he only knew it was the most exquisite pleasure he had ever 
known. But his curiosity ordered him to sneak a peek at what the woman was 
doing, and his eyes popped out of his head. She was licking that cock like a 
baby licked a peppermint stick. He'd never heard of that and, for a moment 
he was shocked, but watching her tongue dart around the sensitive base of 
his cockhead, he knew he didn't care. He only wanted her to go on doing it 
forever. 

The greedy woman sucked both young cocks into her hot, waiting mouth, 
rubbing them together with the fierce pressure of her tongue and cheeks. The 
two boys gasped, grabbing her shoulders hard as they felt twin sensations... 
the quick shock of stiffening in their waggling balls, a delicious rippling 
of cock-skin, and then the sudden hardening of the wet, hot pricks. Two 
strong erections wriggled and trembled in Suzi's obscenely working mouth. 
Two stiff dicks pushed against the linings of her cheeks. She sucked noisily 
and happily at her two prizes while the boys started to moan and shake and 
jerk their hips, feeding their young aroused cocks to her in blind motions 
of fucking. 

"Shit, don't stop, Miss Black," Bob moaned. 

"Suck our cocks. Suck 'em good," Sammy agreed. 

Suzi had no intention of disobeying their teenage commands. She increased 
the pace of her cocksucking, making a loud slurping noise, squeezing the two 
stiff, pounding little cocks together as they poked around wildly in her 
mouth. She gripped the boys' smooth, tight white asses in her hot hands and 
pulled their young bodies closer to her busy mouth, till their hard 
cockheads were butting the back of her throat. She thought happily of the 
mouthful of cum which would soon be hers. It would be more than she had ever 
had before at one time. Like a dream come true! It was her erotic 
fulfillment, to be sucking two teenage cocks at one time. 

Suzi wanted it to last as long as possible. To the immense disappointment of 
the boys, she suddenly spit out their jerking little poles and looked up at 
their hot, excited faces. 

"God, what hard cocks you boys have!" she said and grinned. "My mouth was 
getting a little tired. Let's do something else for a few minutes and then 
I'll continue sucking." 

The boys didn't protest, because whatever the woman had in mind, they had a 
feeling it would be just as nice. And it was. She reached between their 
young legs and cupped their fat little balls in her hot hands. She smiled, 
oblivious to the boys' stares and gently began to rub and bounce the rubbery 
globes in her hands. The boys' balls were all fattened up from their 
erections with their tasty sperm. They weren't quite sure what she was 
doing, but they knew it felt good when she played with growing testicles, 
first the bouncing, then the squeezing. 

The boys closed their eyes as Suzi pushed her face alternately between each 
pair of thin legs, flicking the sweet hanging balls with her hot tongue. 
Then she began to lash out at them even more rapidly, making the boys' 
young, tingling sacs gleam with her saliva. Both boys thought it was as nice 
as having their cocks sucked. 

Suzi loved it too! "Ummmm!" she said, as she tasted the teenage flopping 
balls. She sucked them slowly and tenderly into her mouth, one after the 
other. As she moved leisurely and deliciously from one testicle to another, 
the boys moaned happily and, at the tip of each of their stiff young cocks, 
there appeared creamy white droplets, slowly oozing out of the tips of their 
cockheads. 

Suzi noticed it and with her greedy mouth she stopped sucking the balls and, 
instead, lapped up the white bubbles from their glans, tasting and enjoying 
the slight differences in flavor from boycock to boycock. 

"Ummmm!" she squealed happily. "I want to suck both your cocks again! I want 
you both to cum in my mouth NOW!" 

The boys shook excitedly and poked their small stiff rods rhythmically in 
her waiting face. Sammy knew what was to happen, but he could hardly wait to 
have his achingly stiff prick sucked into the hot comfort of her mouth, to 
be vacuumed and pressured and squeezed by her expert tongue and cheeks until 
he shot his load blissfully into her tight throat. Bob didn't know quite 
what to expect from this whole "cumming" business, except that Sammy had 
told him there was nothing else like it, that when the white cream would 
squirt out of his cockhead, he'd feel like crying out with joy. Suzi grabbed 
the boys' hips again, drawing them closer together, and they quickly obeyed 
her touch, moving to make their cocks meet and rub cozily together in one 
enticing, jutting pole. 

Suzi groaned in anticipation of the great feast she was ready to enjoy. She 
bent down and slipped the red tips of their cockheads into her mouth, 
sucking them slowly all the way inside the glowing oven of her mouth. She 
rubbed her tongue over the two stiff, throbbing rods, squeezed them between 
her cheeks then began a wild, noisy, vigorous sucking that made both boys 
squeal with intense pleasure. They began to jerk their hips as fast as they 
could, bumping the tips of their frantic cocks together and moaning as she 
sucked them harder and harder, drawing them back into her greedy, burning 
throat. 

"Holy fuck!" cried Bob. "Jesus, suck my dick. Yeah, suck it!" 

"Ummmmm, ohhhh, ahhhhh!" groaned Sammy. "Don't stop, I'm gonna cum. Don't 
stop!" Suzi nodded her approval, her mouth stuffed with stiff happy cocks, 
and she could feel her contracting cunt pumping out a steaming pool of juice 
as she felt the first hot squirt of Sammy's young dick deep in her throat. 
As she tasted the salty boy fuck cream, she sucked faster and harder, urging 
him on, and the boy squealed in delight while he shot a delicious stream of 
hot sticky cum into her waiting mouth. Bob's small throbbing cockhead was 
sprayed with some of it also, as it collided deep in her mouth with Sammy's 
glans. Bob moaned as he felt his balls begin to pump their load into the 
shaft of the driving cock, and then he too groaned with delight as he felt 
his cum shooting out in long streams, intermingling with his best friend's 
cum, into the cocksucking mouth of the young, beautiful librarian. 

The woman almost wept with joy as she lapped, sucked, tasted and swallowed 
every bittersweet drop of the sticky teenage cum the boys fed her. It filled 
her mouth until she thought she would burst. As the salty cum flooded her 
mouth, she swallowed, regretting that it was over all too soon. Then she 
bent over and tenderly licked their limp young cocks clean. 

"Wow, Jesus," sighed Bob, his face flushed, his body weak and limp. "I sure 
am glad I like to read. I'd be missing a lot if I didn't." 

"Yeah," echoed Sammy, "but Miss Black's right. It's better to play tennis 
than to read about it!" 

"True," moaned the satisfied Bob. "Miss Black, you're the best librarian 
we've ever had." 

They all laughed. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Suzi stood up and went into the kitchen to get the boys a soft drink, at the 
same time mixing herself another Bloody Mary. She handed each of them their 
Dr Pepper and noticed that Barbra had stopped singing a long while back. 

"Do you boys mind if I flip over the record? There's not much vocal on this 
album, but it's one of my favorites." 

"No, we don't mind at all, Miss Bla... I mean Suzi... " said Bob, completely 
exhausted but with an unsatisfied curiosity. 

"What are you staring at?" Suzi smiled at Bob. 

"Well, I love your tits, but I was just wondering about the rest of you. I 
mean I've never seen a girl's body before, except in my dad's Playboy, and 
once when my mother got out of the shower with the door open, 'cause she 
didn't know I was home. But I've never really been close to one, a real one, 
a... well, you know what I mean." He could already feel his cock responding 
to his words and thoughts. 

"And... " teased Suzi, prodding him on. 

"Well, I mean I'd like to see more than just tits. I mean... I'd really like 
to see the bottom... your cunt, Miss Black... Suzi, I mean. Well, you know 
what I mean." 

"Yes, I think I'm getting the message. Okay, but how about moving to a more 
comfortable spot... let's say the bedroom?" 

"Sure," the boys said in unison. 

Suzi took both boys by the hand and led them happily to her bedroom. Being 
able to have sucked off the two boys was fun, but she was ready for more and 
so were they. She pulled back the covers on the bed and both boys hopped 
right in. 

Slowly the woman removed the rest of her clothes as the boys stared in 
fascination and disbelief. Both boys fell in love with the supple, firm body 
of this older woman. The events of the day were beyond their wildest 
dreams--and it certainly wasn't over! 

They looked at the dark bush of hair between the woman's legs and the 
absence of genitals, which was something they weren't used to seeing. They 
stared in awe. It was different than looking at a magazine, they both 
agreed. 

Suzi could see the look of astonishment on their faces. She joined them on 
the bed, spreading her legs wide apart. "Well, boys, take a good look," she 
said boldly. 

They looked. In fact, they stared just as boldly at the folds, creases and 
valleys they had never seen at close range and in person before. 

"Jesus, it sure is different than I thought it would be," Bob said in 
disbelief. 

"Well, why not get to know it better?" she said and smiled. She told each 
boy to kneel on either side of her, their asses toward her face. She spread 
her legs wider, so the boys could get a better view of her female fuck 
parts. 

"All right, boys, feel free to touch me and do whatever you want. You can 
even ask questions if you have any." 

The boys felt a little shy about touching her at first. All they could do 
was kneel there and stare. Suzi felt she better get them aroused and 
curious. She started to work her fingers, skillfully, at the puckered 
openings of their assholes, with a teasing circular motion. Both boys 
squealed in delight at the pleasure of having their anuses probed by this 
woman. 

"How's that, boys?" she asked tenderly. "Great," sighed Sammy. "Wow," moaned 
Bob. "Good," echoed Suzi. 

She continued her slow probing of the two sweet asses, and soon the boys 
felt aroused. They began moving their asses in rhythm to her strokes, 
helping the progress of her fingers up their narrow, hot, shit passages. 
They could feel the stirring of sexual excitement and were prompted to reach 
out and touch the parts she had offered them so willingly. First Bob stroked 
the woman's pussy, finding it a soft and pleasant feeling. Sammy, at the 
same time, played with her tits, rubbing the nipples into stiff erection. 
The woman moaned, at the same time poking their assholes as a reward. 

Bob remembered reading in a book about the clitoris -- a small nub of flesh 
that women liked having touched and played with. The book said this part of 
a woman was as sensitive and tender as his cock, so he proceeded carefully. 
With one shaking finger, he touched the little nub and rubbed it briefly. 
Suzi Black gasped and trembled at his touch, and urged him to continue. He 
did so, circling the fat red shaft with his finger, and he could see all her 
secret parts puff up and grow moist. 

Sammy was still gathering up his courage. He wanted to explore her cunt to 
see what it felt like inside. He watched his friend play with the woman's 
clitoris, watched how she sighed and smiled and gazed contentedly into 
space. When he was sure she was ready and digging the whole scene, he shyly 
bent over and pushed his finger into the middle hole between her legs. It 
felt all hot and juicy inside, pleasant to feel, and his finger slipped in 
easily, up her cunt until it was all the way in. Jesus, it was deep. His 
finger was all the way in, and he couldn't feel the end. Well, he figured it 
would have to be deep to accommodate a nice big hard dick, like his would be 
one day. He worked his finger around inside, feeling the hot, sticky cuntal 
juices that oozed out and soaked his young hand. Suzi seemed to be enjoying 
it. She moved her hips and her thin lips were drawn back in an abandoned 
smile. She moaned steadily with the ecstasy of having her clit and pussy 
massaged and caressed by both boys' gentle hands and fingers. But now it was 
time for her to do a little pleasurable work also. Slowly she slipped her 
two fingers all the way up the wiggling asses of the boys. She could feel 
her fingers being sucked into their nether mouths. 

She began a very gentle in-and-out motion, arousing the boys to a steady 
pumping of their asses in time with her delicious boy-butt-fuck friction. 
Then she used her free fingers to tickle their limp, flopping balls, 
bouncing and nudging them till they began to stiffen. Both boys returned the 
favor by working faster, with flying fingers on both .her clitoris and 
pussy. Bob seemed to be the most aggressive of the two, using his free hand 
to poke a stiff finger up the woman's ass at the same time. So now her 
source of pleasure was threefold... her ass, her clitoris and her cunt. She 
was in heaven. 

"God," she moaned. "I love it, boys! How are your cocks, stiff and excited?" 

"Jesus, mine's all hard again!" yelled Bob, feeling her finger poking harder 
in his asshole. 

"Mine's getting up there too," sighed Sammy, "and my damn balls are getting 
swollen." 

Suzi was encouraged. She started to finger-fuck both boys' asses rapidly, 
and they both moaned and pumped in rhythm. 

"Jesus, Suzi, this is the greatest! I can't believe it. I wanna fuck you, 
please!" moaned Bob. 

"You certainly learn fast, don't you? And you're a little greedy too." She 
laughed at his request All she could think of was getting his prick inside 
of her, fucking her. Her finger worked even faster up his dark, funky 
asshole. She was hot and her loins were churning with excitement as she 
thought of the young cock pushing its way into her cunt and destroying the 
boy's virginity. 

She sat up and looked over the situation. Sammy backed off a little to watch 
his friend and the woman, as she held her arms out to the boy. "Bob, lie on 
top of me and get between my legs." Her voice was raspy. 

Bob was eager to obey and experiment, but he couldn't find the right place. 
Suzi could feel his unused cock jabbing blindly against her vaginal lips, 
her clitoris, her belly, everywhere but into her waiting cunt. 

"Hey, I'd better help you. Your cock's having trouble finding its way home." 

She grabbed the poking, erect prick and guided it tenderly to the wet, 
gasping mouth of her vagina. Penetration was easy. Bob's hard little pole 
pushed in with the first jab, and both he and the woman gasped in pleasure 
and began pumping their hips in the motions of fucking. 

"Aaaahhhh!" cried the boy. "Holy fuck, nothing beats this!" 

"Ooohhh," echoed the woman, loving every inch of his young virgin cock. 
"Yes, Bob, fuck me hard. As hard as you want, don't stop." She was in 
another world. 

The young boy bounced and pumped on top of the pretty woman, his eyes 
tightly shut, his white teeth clenched together as he sought to dig his cock 
deeper into her, to bury his wild prick in her hot boyfuck hole. He felt 
buzzes of pleasure from the tip of his prick with every thrust against the 
hot slick walls of her cunt. His urge was to bang her harder and faster with 
every prick stroke until he shot his load of cum, and he pumped his ass 
toward that goal, thinking the whole time that fucking was the best thing 
about growing up. 

But Suzi was already grown up, and for her the young cock was too small for 
her mature pussy. She didn't feel enough stimulation. She wanted more prick 
up her. She looked over at the other boy who was watching the act in utter 
fascination. He was watching his friend's stiff fuckpole fly rapidly in and 
out of the librarian's wet pussy. He wanted a turn too, at this exciting 
indoor sport, and he could feel his own prick twitching from the sight. 

"Sammy," the woman called. "Come here and put your cock in me, too. There's 
room enough for two!" 

She moved over, taking the body of Bob with her, holding him tightly so he 
didn't miss a stroke. He was so absorbed in what he was doing, he didn't 
even notice a change of position. He just continued poking away into the 
hole that engulfed his frantically pumping cock. Sammy nestled up to Suzi's 
thin back, wiggled between her legs and began nudging his excited, 
stiffening prick in the general direction of the action. By luck, his blind 
strokes landed his cock at the slippery sucking mouth of the woman's cunt 
just as Bob was pushing his prick in, and Sammy's prick was pulled in along 
with it. He could feel his hard pole heading in alongside Bob's, then the 
burning of Suzi's cuntal walls, and he knew what to do. He had to keep 
feeding it to her until his excited, sensitive cockhead exploded with his 
hot cum. He closed his eyes and banged away happily, keeping perfect rhythm 
with his best buddy. 

Suzi moaned in complete bliss as the two cocks continued to fill and jab her 
insides. Now she could feel the friction and stretching she needed. She 
loved the thought of the two teenage poles in her at the same time... a 
double fucking. Their warm, sweaty bodies hugged her on both sides as their 
eager pricks split her insides with boyish energy. She abandoned herself to 
her dizzying flight toward orgasm. 

"Ohhhhh!" she screamed. "Fuck me, both of you, fuck me... with your two 
cocks, don't stop!" Her body was exploding in wild convulsions of cumming, 
shaking the two boys and making them hold tightly to her to keep from being 
thrown off the bed. 

They could feel the powerful grip of her vaginal muscles, contracting and 
pumping their fat young cocks, and the screams from both boys filled the 
room, surprising even them. They felt the hot sperm jet from their squeezing 
balls and out the throbbing holes of their happy cockheads, their cum 
intermingling inside one mature cunt. They banged away furiously, joyfully, 
to squirt the woman full of their young cum, and the happy woman sobbed 
gratefully. 

"My darling young boys," she said and groaned. "I want all of your cum. Give 
it all to me, now!" 

And give it to her, they did. She could feel the cum of the two boys filling 
up her cunt, satisfying her. 

The three of them collapsed in a limp mass on the bed, and Suzi sighed as 
she felt a hot trickle of their sperm run from her exhausted cunt onto the 
sheet, where it formed a little white pool. 

"Holy fuck, I felt like I was gonna faint," whispered Bob. 

"Yeah, me too, man. Fucking beats jacking off, any day." 

"It certainly does," moaned Suzi, giving both boys a warm squeeze and a 
tender kiss. 

The three of them lay there staring up at the ceiling, not thinking, just 
reliving the last few minutes. Suzi could have stayed like that forever, she 
thought. The boys were so satisfied, laying on either side of her, each 
witlya hand resting on her tits, playfully squeezing the nipples. 

Suzi looked from one boy to the other, thinking back to Libertyville, 
wondering if the young boys of the town missed her, wondering if Don Morgan 
thought about her at all. 

She glanced at the clock on the dressing table and noticed it was almost 
four o'clock. The afternoon had happily slipped away, and she couldn't think 
of a better way to have spent it. 

"Boys, it's four o'clock. I think we'd better call it an afternoon." 

"What?" Sammy jumped up. "Jesus, I have a piano lesson at 4:30. My dad'll 
beat the shit out of me if I miss it. He thinks his kid's gonna be a concert 
pianist some day, but he's all wrong." 

"Yeah," chimed in Bob, "I gotta get home too and take care of my little 
sister while Mom goes out shopping." 

"Well, Suzi," stammered Sammy, "thanks for a really super afternoon. I know 
that sounds silly, but how else do you thank someone for fucking them. I 
mean, you know what I mean." 

"Yes," laughed Suzi, "I think I know what you mean." 

The boys dressed hastily and made their way to the door, thanking the woman 
over and over in their little boy ways. They waved and started down the hall 
to the elevator. 

"Sammy, Sammy," they could hear Suzi calling. 

They turned to see her running behind them, waving something in the air. 

"Just wanted to give you your book on Greek history. That's what you came 
for, isn't it?" She smiled. "And remember, it's due in two weeks!" 

She turned back to her apartment and, as the boys rang for the elevator, 
they could hear her door being closed. They smiled at each other. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

For a few days, Suzi didn't see or hear from Sammy, but it was toward the 
end of the school semester and she was busy as many kids filed in to get 
books on subjects they had to write essays and term papers on. She knew that 
Sammy was busy writing about Greek history, but she knew his mind was on 
other things... like fucking. 

On Thursday, as she was dressing in the morning to leave for the library, 
her phone rang. 

"Hello," she said. "Yes, this is Suzi Black. Who? Hugh Michaels? Sammy's 
father?" She could feel her heart pounding. She had already had enough 
experience with fathers to know it leads to disaster... for her. She didn't 
want to have any more of it. She listened to what the man had to say and 
hung up with a wide grin on her face. For once, it was going her way. 

Mr. Michaels had not been specific as to what he wanted, but he was very 
pleasant, and had asked Suzi if she was free Friday night to have dinner at 
their home to discuss a business proposition... one that would be 
advantageous to both her and to Sammy. She accepted eagerly, wondering what 
it could be. 

All that day she found herself unable to concentrate on anything at work. A 
supply of new books arrived that day and Suzi had to get them coded and then 
paste in the library pockets that hold the cards. At one time it was done at 
the main library, but in cutting back on help they had each branch library 
do it themselves. Suzi was certain that by the time she'd finish, every book 
would be coded upside down. All she could think about was Mr. Michaels' 
phone call, and also the sound of his sexy voice. She started wondering what 
he would look like, what his body would like, and particularly what his cock 
would look like. She wished Sammy or at least Bob would stop in so she could 
ask them what was happening. But neither of them were anywhere to be seen.- 
The suspense was too much for her. 

Somehow she got through the day and spent the evening curled up on the couch 
with a book. She had trouble remembering what she was reading. Her mind kept 
going back to the conversation with Mr. Michaels. As she sat and read and 
thought, she could feel her cunt getting hot and sticky. She wished she had 
a nice young boy's prick to suck on, a nice asshole to poke her finger into 
and a nice pair of hands to play with her tits and clitoris. She shoved her 
own fingers up her pussy and manipulated them as she thought. She tweaked 
her clitoris until it felt raw as her body squirmed on the chair, and she 
could feel cum oozing down her legs. The drinks and the finger-fucking were 
both arousing her and making her sleepy. She finally decided there was no 
sense in wondering what was happening, because she'd know by the next night, 
and not before. She decided to get a good night's sleep. 

In the morning, Suzi felt really good. Getting into her Javelin, she noted 
how beautiful a day it was and tried to think of everything except going to 
dinner at Sammy's house. But it was still foremost in her mind. 

At exactly five o'clock she left the library, hurrying home for a quick 
shower, and by six she was back in the car again, heading for the Michaels' 
on Mozart Street. 

Suzi found it easily enough and parked her car in the driveway. The door was 
opened by an attractive woman who turned out to be Sylvia Michaels. Suzi 
handed her the bottle of wine she had brought and walked into the 
comfortable living room. They chatted for a few minutes and Sammy entered, 
shyly smiling at the woman. Suzi got up and put a motherly arm around him, 
telling Mrs. Michaels what a pleasure the boy was to have around. She and 
Sammy pinched each other from behind at that remark. 

"Yes," said Mrs. Michaels, "which is partly why we wanted to see you." 

Suzi still could not understand exactly what they were talking about, but 
she could see Mrs. Michaels didn't seem upset about anything. 

The figure of a handsome, tall man entering the room made her heart jump a 
little, and thoughts of Don Morgan raced through her head. This must be Hugh 
Michaels. 

"Hello there, I'm Hugh Michaels, and you're Suzi Black, the librarian. 
You're all my son talks about. Suddenly he's developed a thirst for reading 
and I think I can understand why." With that, he winked at both her and his 
wife, but Suzi saw the wink meant only for her. 

She immediately had very erotic thoughts about the man and wondered what his 
big cock would taste like deep in her throat. She could feel a tingling in 
her loins and her pussy and a dampness on her panties from her thoughts. She 
had a funny feeling that Mr. Michaels was having some pleasurable thoughts 
also. 

"Yes, Mr. Michaels, I'm really confused as to why you've asked me over. Not 
that I mind, believe me. It's nice to get a home-cooked meal once in a 
while. Living alone makes a person rather lazy in the cooking department. 
Sometimes I stop off at McDonald's for a plastic burger, and other times I 
make a salad or pop a TV dinner into the oven." 

She looked at their faces for a reaction of some kind to explain her 
presence there, but she found them listening to her as though they'd known 
her for ages. 

"And besides," she continued, "Sammy's one of the nicest boys to come into 
the library, as I just told your wife. He's a pleasure. We get some rough 
kids there, who talk back and have no respect at all. Sammy's not one of 
those kids. He respects me and the books too. I guess you might say we're 
becoming close friends, right, Sammy?" 

All Sammy could do was nod his head. To speak would have meant to laugh out 
loud at the conversation taking place in the room. He wished Bob Rice could 
be there to hear it. 

"Well, that's why you're here, Miss Black. I'd like to tell you about it. 
But first of all, please let's start by having you call my wife Sylvia and 
call me Hugh. It's not a beautiful name, but my folks weren't very 
imaginative." 

Suzi liked the man. "Well then, I insist you call me Suzi." 

"I was hoping you'd say that. You look more like a Suzi than a Miss Black. 
May I say, by the way, that you weren't quite what I was expecting? I 
picture all librarians to look the same, and you seem to have broken the 
mold, or has it been that long since I've been in a library?" He laughed. 

"Well, Hugh, the truth is, at work I usually do tie my hair back into a bun, 
which I understand is standard dress for the old maid librarian... and I am 
an old maid by the standards of these kids... after all, I'm over twenty-one 
and not yet married. They all laughed. 

"Well," said Hugh, "if all librarians look like you, it's time I did more 
reading. But I guess my wife might object, right, Sylvia?" 

Sylvia Michaels looked at them both, not certain if she should laugh along 
with them or if some secret romance was in the making. 

"Supper is ready," was all she could manage to say without them noticing 
something. 

Mr. Michaels took Sylvia by the arm, and slipped his other arm through 
Suzi's arm and led them both to the dining room. Sylvia went into the 
kitchen with Sammy to bring in the food and there was an awkward silence. 

"Tell me about yourself," said Hugh. 

"Not much to tell. I'm from Libertyville, where I was born and raised and 
went to college. I worked in a library there until a few years ago, when I 
got the urge to try big-city living. So I tried it, and I like it. Not that 
I didn't like the small town living. There's good to be said for both... and 
bad too, I might add. Of course, a small town is friendlier, but I've 
managed to meet some nice people here. Most of them, of course, are young 
boys and girls, but I've made friends and I like my job." 

The man listened, or at least he looked as though he were listening. Suzi 
noticed his eyes fastened on her breasts and she pretended not to notice. 

Sammy and Sylvia came through the swinging doors, each carrying a platter, 
one heaped with mashed potatoes and the other with delicious smelling fried 
liver and onions. Sammy returned to the kitchen for peas and carrots, cold 
drinks, and a bottle of wine, and they proceeded to eat. During the dinner, 
Hugh told Suzi of his proposition. 

"We've got a little cabin up in Northern Wisconsin, near the Dells, 
actually, and we try and spend as much time there in the summer as we can. 
My older son used to go too, but this summer he's working at a camp with 
handicapped children, somewhere near Las Vegas, in fact, so he won't be 
coming home at all. That could be pretty boring for Sammy here, but we told 
him he could bring a boyfriend up there part of the time. Our main problem 
is this... the school tells us he's doing pooriy in English, and they wanted 
him to go to summer school classes, which would mean us staying home for all 
but two weeks of the summer. We were thinking, if you could come up there 
with us for as long as you can and tutor him, we'd pay you a nice salary, 
Sammy would get his tutoring, and you'd get a nice vacation and lots of 
sunshine at the same time. Sounds like everyone would be happy... and 
satisfied." 

Suzi listened and thought. The idea didn't sound too bad, and she was sure 
she could get Sammy alone for a little fun every now and then. Sammy himself 
would see to it. And his father said he could have a boyfriend come up there 
too. That could mean double fun. 

"Well, Hugh, I have two weeks vacation from the library, which I can take 
any time, especially in the summer when we're slower. I also have two weeks 
in sick days which I've been saving up, so I guess I could give you mt least 
a month. I'm sure we can do wonders with Sammy in a month. I'll have him 
speaking such perfect English, you'll think he's a British subject," she 
laughed. 

"Well, it's all settled. We'll drive up there the week after school lets 
out. I can't be there all the time, because of my job, but I'm there on 
weekends, and sometimes I can grab two or three days during the week. Wifey 
here is up there most of the time, but comes into Chicago for a few days 
each month to catch up on mail, the local gossip with friends and the latest 
sales. Glad you'll be joining us, Miss Suzi Black." And with that, he 
excused himself and left the table. 

Sammy had sat quietly through the whole thing, with a look of happiness and 
contentment on his face. It was certainly gonna be one helluva summer, he 
thought. 

Mrs. Michaels spoke. "I feel better now, knowing you'll be joining us, Miss 
Black... I mean, Suzi. I thought we might have to change our plans this 
summer, and Hugh was upset about that. There's really been a lot of tension 
around here. He loves his weekends in Wisconsin. I guess you've settled a 
lot of problems tonight." 

"If I did I was totally unaware of it, but I'm glad I've been of service to 
the Michaels family. You've got quite a son here, Sylvia. A very capable 
boy. Right, Sammy?" She looked at him, winked and smiled. 

"Yeah, well thanks, Miss Black. You've been a big help to me, teaching me 
things and all. It's been really great." They both kicked each other under 
the table. 

Mrs. Michaels rose. "I hate to be a poor hostess, but Hugh and I have been 
invited out this evening, and we couldn't change our plans." 

Hugh entered the room wearing beige pants and a burgundy turtleneck and 
looking very handsome. "Yeah, some plans we have, huh, Sylvia... some boring 
friends of ours are showing slides of their trip to Europe this winter. That 
should be boring. I'll probably sleep through the whole thing." 

"That's what you think, Mr. Michaels," said his wife, "I'll be right next to 
you, jabbing your ribs. Don't you dare insult me or Anita and Ira. They're 
really nice people but, Suzi, I agree with my husband... slides of someone 
else's trip to Europe, no matter how beautiful, can get boring... unless 
that person is so special to you. Then everywhere they go and everything 
they do and say is interesting. But regardless, he'll stay awake... or 
else!" 

Hugh got their jackets from the closet and they waved good-bye. Hugh turned 
back to Suzi, "Suzi, please don't rush off because of us. My wife left a pot 
of coffee plugged in, and I'm sure Sammy's dying to tell you all about 
Wisconsin. Why don't you go in the family room. There's a fire in the 
fireplace, and if you use the right words, you might get Sammy to play the 
piano for you. He's really pretty good. Sorry we have to rush off. It's been 
a pleasure meeting you, Suzi, and well be seeing a lot more of you, I'm 
sure." He said it as though he really meant it... a lot more of her. 

Suzi waited until the door closed behind them before she spoke. "Your 
parents are lovely people, Sammy. Now I can see why you're such a nice boy." 
She reached out and touched his arm. "Your father's such a good-looking 
man... and so cordial. I can't decide who you look like. I guess you got the 
best of both of them... especially between your legs." She reached down and 
ran her hand up his thigh, and could feel his whole body tighten up. "Come 
on, Sammy, let's go into that family room your father spoke about." 

Suzi stopped in the kitchen on her way and poured a cup of coffee, while 
Sammy got another Dr Pepper out of the refrigerator. Then they entered what 
had to be the warmest room in the house. A fire burned brightly in the 
fireplace and a piano stood in one corner of the room. A stereo, records and 
books helped to complete the picture. 

"You know, Sammy, I really like you. You're easy to be with and talk to." 

"And I like you too. Glad you happened to choose me to tutor that day in the 
library. I've learned so much from you." 

"Shall we go by the fire? You're shaking. Maybe it'll warm you up." 

"Touching you, that's what warms me up, Suzi." He reached over and put his 
hand on her tit. She removed it firmly. 

"Not now, Sammy. We really should do the dishes, but we can get to that 
later." As she sat down on the couch, she knew he had an erection or at 
least a near erection. She could see his cock perfectly outlined in the 
Levi's he was wearing and she stared at it a moment. 

He reached out his hand to hers and she took it, and together they walked 
over to the fireplace and sat down in front of it. Sammy threw another log 
on the embers and, in a moment, the fire flared up. 

Suzi glanced over at the piano. "So you play piano? Do you like it?" 

"Yeah, I guess I do. Dad used to play a little... piano I mean, and so he 
wants his kid to play. My brother never bothered, so that left it up to me." 

"Are you any good?" she asked. 

"Yeah, I guess you might say I'm okay," Sammy said and laughed. He was being 
humble, however. He practiced every day, and was really pretty good at it. 

"Play something for me... " Suzi begged. "No, you don't really want to 
hear... " 

"Please!" Her eyes were planted firmly on his. He gave in. 

"All right," he said. "Whad'ya want to hear? Any favorites?" 

Suzi thumbed through the sheet music on the piano, pulling out one. "Do you 
know this one, it's one of my favorites." She handed him "Time Is My 
Friend," Julie Andrews' song. 

"Sure I know it. One of my favorites too. It really says a lot." 

Suzi was surprised at the sensitivity of the young boy. It was a side of him 
she hadn't seen before. 

"Well, here goes, and ignore the wrong notes," he said, as he sat down on 
the piano bench. 

Suzi kneeled on the floor next to him. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

Sammy began to play, soft and slowly, without striking any wrong notes. In 
the middle of the song, he felt Suzi's body standing behind him and he moved 
back a bit so his back touched her leg. He shivered with excitement. Suzi 
placed one hand on his shoulder and Sammy was afraid he wasn't going to be 
able to finish the song. Then she placed her other hand on his other 
shoulder and Sammy moved back against her, feeling her firm breasts against 
the back of his head. 

As he finished the song, he felt a warm sensation in his loins as his penis 
started reaching out for an erection. The woman's fingers rested warmly on 
his shoulders. He took his fingers from the piano keys and sat there, doing 
nothing... just sat there looking at the keys. Then he closed his eyes. 

"I like you, Suzi, so much," Sammy said. 

"Yes, yes, Sammy. Yes!" 

Sammy turned to face the woman and they both sat down on the floor by the 
fireplace again. Sammy moved his fingertips down till they rested on the 
hardness of her nipples through her blouse. Suzi removed his shirt and 
tilted her head back and her hair rubbed against Sammy's stomach, against 
the triangle of hair that began at his navel and thickened as it fell to his 
groin. He held her breasts tightly in his fingers. 

Suzi's fingers deftly unbuttoned his jeans, which were ready to explode with 
the bulge that was trying to break through. With one motion she removed his 
jeans and shorts. 

"Make love to me," Suzi whispered, turning her head around to face him. She 
looked up at him for a minute and then looked down his body, straight ahead 
into his crotch. His hard boycock was standing across his leg. She bent her 
head forward and kissed it lightly. 

Suzi and Sammy both stopped for a moment at hearing a familiar sound... a 
rain was falling, hitting the window, making the flame dance in rhythm to 
its sound. 

"Would you like to go to my bedroom?" 

"No, Sammy, let's stay right where we are. It's perfect." 

Sammy ran his fingers through the woman's long hair. She turned around and 
faced him, closed her eyes and waited for his lips to meet hers. 

Sammy took her in his arms and kissed her harder than anyone ever had 
before. Her lips opened to admit his hard tongue as her whole body seemed to 
melt in his arms. She felt like a total woman--and she felt this young boy 
was not that at all, but actually a man, much like his father. She wanted 
him to make love to her there on the floor by the fireplace, with the rain 
beating against the window pane. 

Still kissing her, the young boy opened her blouse and removed it. Then he 
moved away and looked at her. As she removed her skirt, Sammy unclasped her 
bra and let it slip from her shoulders. Again he sat back and looked at her, 
wearing nothing but sheer panties. Suzi started' to remove them but the boy 
stopped her. 

"No, don't move," he commanded. "Let me do it I just want to look at you." 
Without taking his eyes off of her, he reached over and removed her panties, 
throwing them over his shoulder. He sat and stared at her for a long time. 
She sat' perfectly still, her body bathed in the faint light from the 
window. Sammy thought she looked like a piece of sculpture. He knelt down 
and stared at her from that angle, and then brought his hand up to lightly 
touch the thick hair of her strongly fragrant pussy. He ran his fingers over 
her smooth skin then he brought his boyish face to her pussy and kissed it 
gently, lovingly, as Suzi instinctively spread her legs. 

In a moment his tongue was finding its way between the soft lips of her 
cunt. It poked and ran itself up and down the lips until they parted and his 
tongue slid in her, sending spasms of pleasure through her body. She ran her 
fingers through his hair and moaned as his tongue flicked in and out of her 
cunt. 

Sammy withdrew his mouth from between her legs and stood up again, facing 
the woman. She stared at the cock in front of her face. It was young with a 
lot of life in it. Certainly his father's dick would be lots bigger, but 
Suzi liked the cock now facing her. It was thick and perfectly shaped, 
surrounded by a thatch of hair. The foreskin was pulled back to reveal a 
drop of premature sperm on the tip of his cockhead. His balls hung low 
between his legs and would one day be very large. 

Suzi fell to her knees and held his penis in both her hands. She brought her 
lips to the end of it and kissed the white cum drop she had seen there, then 
licked it with her tongue. Then she dropped her hands to her knees as she 
began to cover the length of his cock with kisses, nibbling at his balls, 
his thighs, at his cockhead. Then, finally, she put it into her mouth, 
taking all of it. 

Sammy felt the woman's mouth slide down the whole long length of his cock 
and he shuddered. It was like the first time she had sucked his dick and yet 
it was like a totally new experience. He felt her tongue swirl around the 
tip, felt her hands clasp his balls, felt the back of her throat sucking at 
the rounded boycock head. He was certain he would cum any second. 

"Suck, Suzi, suck my cock Don't stop. Keep sucking it, baby." He wanted her 
to continue, but he wanted her to stop. He didn't want to cum so fast. Suzi 
could feel the boy's body pull back and his cock fell from her mouth. 

"No more, Suzi, no more now or I'll cum," he was panting. 

The librarian understood. She kissed his cock lightly on the spit-wet 
mushroom head and stood up. He took her in his arms, just as a grown man 
would. They kissed again and then fell back on the couch. They rolled onto 
the floor, still kissing and hugging again and again, until Sammy was lying 
on top of Suzi's back. 

She stopped moving, feeling his hard cock resting against her ass and lower 
back. He kissed her shoulder and bit her ear and her neck, burying his face 
in her long hair. It was like he had seen in the movies so many times, and 
now he was doing it, with a real woman. He moved up, bracing his knees on 
either side of her, kissing her back as his balls lightly touched the cheeks 
of her ass. 

Sammy moved down and pulled the softly yielding crevice of her trembling 
buttocks wide apart, and knelt between her out-stretched legs. The trembling 
was not caused by fear, but rather from excitement. As his fingers rubbed 
the moist slit of her cunt, Suzi pulled herself up on her knees, on all 
fours, and spread her drooling pussy as wide open as she could. Her cunt 
flowered open in front of him. He brought his lips to her anus and kissed 
directly at the tiny hard ring that guarded her asshole. 

Suzi could scarcely believe it. "God, Sammy, I love you," she moaned, 
feeling shivers shoot up her spine from this young boy who was rapidly 
learning about life. 

Again he kissed her there, and then began to trail one finger around and 
around the puckered anal entrance, causing Suzi to groan in delight. He 
trailed the finger over the entrance, down farther to the moist, fur-lined 
cuntal crevice, his middle finger extended like a young cock. 

He teased that finger down and under and into the tight, incredibly soft 
cock tunnel, moving with maddening slowness along the anterior wall of her 
cunt, and then slipped it out to move upward again, this time to the aroused 
and rigid nub of her clitoris. Suzi moaned with pleasure at the increased 
tinglings of desire his expert manipulations were sending through her. It 
was as if he'd been doing it for years. 

Slowly Sammy moved his huge swollen teenage cock forward to tease the hard, 
rubbery tip into the moist cleft and down toward where his finger was 
sliding along the hot, wet folds of her cunt. 

Suzi felt his hot hard prick slip along there and her legs opened farther, 
then closed involuntarily, almost spastically, around his invading finger 
while she watched with filmed eyes at the mature actions of this very young 
boy. Then Sammy moved the head of his cock farther still and she felt the 
tip replace his finger at the mouth of her pussy. 

"Fuck me, Sammy darling. Please fuck me," she moaned. 

He had to force himself not to plunge his prick forward at that moment, not 
to shove his hard young cock into her magnificent sucking pussy and impale 
her with a triumphant cry. No, he thought, I have to go slowly, carefully. I 
want this to be remembered, to mean something to both of us. 

Slowly, tantalizingly, the heavily breathing young boy worked the tingling 
head of his cock up and down her soft, hair-lined fuck slit, up and down 
while the pressure in his balls climbed and soared. He forced himself, 
gritting his teeth, to go slowly, but it was fast becoming too much to bear. 
Suzi's churning, velvety buttocks were swirling back against him with 
growing excitement as his flaming cock pushed up into her cunt, and she was 
moaning and panting wildly, running her hands up and down her sides in 
spasmodic movements as she felt the hard teenage cock slowly ride up into 
her. 

Sammy felt her lips, her cuntal lips, crawling up the shaft of his cock and 
he thought they felt like butter or soft warm honey, just as her mouth had 
felt when she had sucked his dick. He couldn't stand it any longer. 

"I'm gonna fuck you, Suzi. I'm gonna fuck your sweet cunt. I'm gonna fuck 
your cunt from behind, like you never had it before," he whispered. 

Suzi sucked in her breath in anticipation, his obscene words strangely 
exciting her, making her cunt flower wider and give off more pungent juices 
around his cockhead. She spread her legs wider at his command and he pressed 
her downward to give him better access to her cunthole. 

Slowly he edged forward, sliding his big fat cock into her elastic vagina, 
getting the head of it all the way in, loving the feel of her cuntal flesh 
closing over the long hard shaft of his young cock. He pressed forward, 
gritting his teeth to keep him from slamming every throbbing boy-inch of his 
cock home, in one lunge. Another little bit of dick slid up inside her 
steaming open pussy and then another, and then it was all in. 

"Jesus, my darling," she moaned, as she felt his hot hard cock fill her 
pussy, almost. He pulled it out immediately and then slammed it back into 
her juicing cunt. It was true, she had room for another cock along with his, 
but never had she been fucked with such feeling. 

The warm moist walls of her pussy clasped his cock like a tight, soft fist 
and he groaned, then withdrew it until only the head of his cock lay within 
the warmth of her fuck passage. He stared down at his blossoming shaft, 
slick with her lubrication, grinning at the way her softly hair-rimmed 
pussylips puckered out around his swollen cockhead. He plunged it forward 
again. 

"Aaahhh!" the woman moaned. 

"Suzi, dear Suzi," he panted, driving his hips forward, long-clicking her, 
his hands kneading and squeezing her asscheeks. His long, lust-hardened 
boycock fucked her cuntal tunnel, which accepted all of it eagerly. She 
rolled and ground her greedy hips on the carpeted floor as waves of 
delicious pleasure surged through her trembling flesh. She felt love for 
this young boy who was fucking her from behind. 

Suzi closed her eyes as it began to happen. The sharp pleasure consumed 
every fiber of her body. She came, and she thought the sensation was gonna 
rip her head open! "I'm CUUUMMMMNG!" she moaned loudly. 

The boy's loins twisted against Suzi's upraised ass. He drove his slippery 
cock into her with looping strokes that seemed to receive power from the 
tips of his toes, his balls churning and banging into her greedy, clasping 
vaginal passage below. It was hard to believe that all of this was new to 
the almost-virginal boy. He felt the woman cumming, felt her hot fuck juices 
closing around his stiff cock, heard a gurgle deep in her throat and 
suddenly his own balls erupted. He held his breath as a torrent of thick 
sticky cum was released from his hot prick and filled the woman's begging 
pussy. He kneaded her buttocks, pushing the hot moist flesh tighter around 
his jerking cock as he came. 

She felt Sammy's cum swirling like warm oil through her cunt and lower 
belly, adding to the delight of her orgasm, and tears of rapture flooded her 
eyes. As the last spurt shot out of his spasming cockhead, she could feel 
his dick losing its stiffness and becoming soft inside her cummy cunt. 

Sammy held tightly to the woman as his cock slowly slipped out of her 
cum-filled cunt, and fell softly against his balls. Suzi rolled over on her 
back, exhausted with pleasure. Sammy lay next to her, wrapping his arm 
around her shoulders. They said nothing for a while until their breathing 
returned to normal. 

"This was the nicest night of my life, Suzi," the boy whispered. "I loved it 
too," she said. "Guess what?" 

"I'm too exhausted to guess anything. You'll have to tell me," Suzi said and 
sighed. "The rain stopped." 

Suzi turned and looked out the window. The rain had stopped falling. Even 
the fire was slowly dying out. Suzi got up off the floor and put on her 
clothes. Sammy did the same. 

They carried the dishes into the kitchen and Suzi washed as Sammy dried, 
while they both hummed silly songs and smiled at each other a lot. There was 
no reason for words. 

Suzi left before Sammy's parents returned home, anxiously awaiting the month 
she would spend in Wisconsin, fucking her young lover. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

The first week in Wisconsin was fun for everyone. Even the drive up there 
had been fun. Mr. and Mrs. Michaels in the front seat of their Ford station 
wagon and Sammy and Suzi in the back singing songs all the way there. Suzi 
kept her hand firmly on the boy's crotch, maintaining an erection for him, 
whenever Mrs. Michaels was facing front, and quickly removed it if she 
noticed the woman turning around. It was getting to be a game, keeping his 
cock up hard, but it was frustrating the shit out of Sammy. He wished he 
could find a way to shove his fingers up her cunt without his parents 
noticing. 

They made several stops along the way, either to use the toilets or just to 
get a cold drink and fill up the car with gas. At one point along the way, 
Sammy and Suzi moved up front while his parents took a cat nap in the back 
seat. It was during this part of the ride that Sammy reached up under Suzi's 
skirt and shoved his hand under her panties. He stuffed two fingers up her 
juicy pussy, and played with her clitoris until Suzi thought she would run 
the car off the road, but she was forced to carry on a line of chatter to 
keep Sammy's parents from getting suspicious, and the child was getting a 
big kick out of the whole thing. 

"Well, Sammy," she said, "when shall we have your first lesson?" 

"Gee, Miss Black, I'd like to start right away if we could," he said, as his 
fingers pinched her clit and one finger merrily slid up her slippery cuntal 
passage. 

With one hand on the steering wheel, she attempted to push the boy's hand 
away, but he only held firm and smiled at her. 

"You're really so easy to work with, Miss Black, and I always learn a lot 
from you." 

"Well, you're a bright boy, Sammy, and you catch on fast." She gave up 
trying to push him away. Instead she reached over and unzipped his pants at 
the same time she gave a cough, loud enough to drown out the noise of a 
zipper. She reached in and brought out his half hard cock and began rubbing 
it. 

The boy could feel it getting staffer, but he had to remain cool too, in 
order to keep his parents from knowing about the front seat sexing taking 
place. 

"You'll really gonna love it there, Miss Black. It's another world. Quiet, 
restful. I'm gonna love showing you the place." 

Suzi was masturbating him fast and furious and the boy thought he was going 
to scream and he knew he couldn't keep up this talking, because it would 
show in his voice. He tried humming, but even that sounded funny. As she 
worked his cock faster and faster, he felt his fingers fucking her cunt in 
the same rhythm, and how she managed to concentrate on her driving was 
beyond him, but she did. 

Suzi's able fingers played with his cock, teased his balls, and ran along 
the tip of his cock, playing with his foreskin. Her mouth ached to have it 
stuffing her face, ached to taste the cum that was building up and getting 
ready to shoot out. She worked his prick faster and faster and Sammy reached 
over and grabbed the box of Kleenex, just as the hot sticky cum started 
shooting out of his gulping cockhead. He quickly covered his spurting cock 
with the Kleenex, but some of it still managed to drip on the vinyl seats. 
Sammy quickly cleaned it up, at the same time pulling his stinky fingers out 
of Suzi's hot fuck box, and pushing her skirt down in place. 

""Well, looks like we're really getting there," Mr. Michaels said, as he 
opened his eyes. "I'll take the wheel again, Suzi, and you and Sammy can get 
in the back again." 

Then he looked over and saw his wife soundly sleeping. No sense in bothering 
her, he thought. "Sammy, why don't you get in the back and leave Suzi up 
front, so we don't have to disturb your mother?" 

Suzi pulled over to the shoulder of the road and Sammy quietly climbed over 
the seat into the back. Suzi slid over into his seat as Hugh got in on the 
driver's side. Sammy didn't mind too much, because he felt like taking a 
little nap anyway. He was worn out from all the sex he'd been having lately. 
But he loved it! 

They drove quietly for a while and soon Sammy was sound asleep next to his 
mother. Suzi and Hugh carried on a quiet conversation, which kept coming 
back to sex, somehow. He talked about how good a man he was, with his wife, 
with other women, while Suzi kept her eye on his wife, to make sure she 
wasn't feigning sleep. She wasn't. Then, because he was afraid she would 
wake up and hear him, he switched the conversation to sports, Chicago, 
Libertyville, his days in the army, and everything else. 

As he talked, his hand slid over to Suzi's side, and Suzi slid over closer 
to him and, finally, she found his hand under her skirt. Suzi made no 
attempt to stop him. In fact, she liked it. He crept in under her panties, 
which were already wet from his son. When he felt how wet they were, he 
assumed he was having an effect on her. She let him think he was right. At 
the sound of his wife moving, he quickly removed his hand, and then placed 
it under her sweater on her lace-covered tit, squeezing her hard nipple, his 
eyes firmly planted on the road. Suzi reached over and put her hand on his 
crotch, feeling the size of him and squeezing his cock at the same time. Her 
eyes, too, were planted firmly ahead of her. 

Mother and son both awoke at the same time and, from their vantage point, 
all looked very normal. Husband and tutor were sitting up front, both 
watching the road and the scenery. 

Late in the afternoon they reached their destination, a little cottage in 
northern Wisconsin. 

Suzi understood immediately why Mr. Michaels loved being there. The cabin 
was in a wooded area, hidden from view, with a small man-made lake close by. 
Inside the cabin was a warm friendly feeling. Two bedrooms with an enclosed 
sleeping porch that Suzi would be using, a small front room with a 
wood-burning fireplace, and a large rustic kitchen. A perfect place to rest, 
relax and shake off the cares of the big city. 

There was no further contact between Hugh Michaels and Suzi Black, though 
very often she found him looking at her with lustful eyes. For that first 
week he stayed there and went out fishing early every morning with his son. 
Once or twice Suzi went along, but usually she stayed back and did some 
reading and sunbathing in the yard. Sometimes she and Mrs. Michaels would 
drive into town for groceries, and always in the afternoon she and Sammy 
would go off somewhere for his lesson... which usually consisted of a half 
hour of English and about two hours of sucking and fucking. 

Suzi came to realize the boy was not in need of any tutoring. Not in 
English, and certainly not in sex. He was very good at both. There was a 
swimming pond near where they went to study, so they always wore bathing 
suits and swam after Sammy's lesson... with the bathing suits laying close 
by. 

Sammy loved to watch the woman swim. Her hair looks even better when it's 
wet, he thought. The water brought out all the highlights and it flowed over 
her white skin in striking contrast. The firm white flesh of her buoyant 
breasts glistened with a film of water where they rode the surface of the 
pond. Sometimes she floated on her back, kicking gently so that the water 
between her legs occasionally lapped through the thick mat of her pubic 
hair. She loved those moments of being able to swim in the raw with her 
young lover, knowing no one would think of looking for them there. 

She looked at the boy standing near the water with his prick hanging in 
front of him in all its glory. His balls formed a nice rounded sac under his 
teenage cock. 

He grabbed hold of his cock and balls with one hand to protect them as he 
hit the water. 

As his body hit the water with a splash, Suzi could feel her hair getting 
wet. Then he swam up and put his arms around her from behind, letting his 
half-hard cock press against her anus. 

"You've got a nice prick, my darling," she whispered. 

"The better to fuck you with, my tutor," he said and laughed. 

"It feels good," she said, as his cock frictioned between her legs. 

The boy pulled away as he felt his cock getting stiff, and swam around a 
bit. He floated on his back with his hard-on sticking up like a periscope 
from the water. Suzi stared at it for a moment, then reached over and 
grabbed it, moving the skin up and down his cockshaft, pulling the foreskin 
over the tip and then drawing it back. She clasped it firmly in her hand and 
then tenderly put her mouth on it, so she could taste the boycock. Sammy 
slipped away from her, laughing. 

She swam over to him and kissed him on the hps, pressing her body tightly to 
his. She could feel his hot cock pressing against her cunt, which was just 
as hot. 

"Fuck me, Sammy. Fuck me underwater!" she said and moaned. 

The boy looked at her with alarm and fascination. Underwater! Wow! Now he'd 
heard of everything. Suzi was always coming up with something new and 
original, at least to him. 

"You mean it?" he asked. 

"Sure, I mean it. Why else would I say it?" She reached down and grabbed his 
balls. 

"God, you're really something else," he whispered, and then he bent down his 
head to take her breast in his hps. He was something else too, the woman 
felt. For a young boy, he sure was learning fast... a good student, as she 
had told his parents. 

He took her nipple and moved it back and forth between his teeth, teasing 
her, letting the water add to her enjoyment by moving around the lower 
portion of her breast. 

"Ohhh, yes, suck it, darling, suck my tits," she whispered as she reached 
down, took hold of his young cock and started beating it. 

"Ummmm," the boy moaned, doing the same to her other tit, sucking on it and 
then pinching the tip with her teeth. Suzi had goose-bumps all over her body 
as she felt his cock hardening, knowing it was getting ready to shoot its 
young load. She wanted it in her mouth or up her cunt, but not in her hand 
or in the water. 

"Climb up here and sit on the banks. I want to play with your beautiful 
cock," she said, and the boy obeyed, flopping back to look up at the sun 
through the mass of trees, as Suzi pumped his cock in her wet hands. 

She put her lips down over the glans of the boy's stiff rod and started 
sucking, giving him a blow-job he wouldn't forget. His cock was fully stiff 
by this time. 

"You sure know how to make a guy happy, Suzi," he choked. "I'll bet no one 
can suck a cock like you can!" 

"It's just that you have such a nice cock to suck," she murmured, looking up 
at him. 

"God, this is nicer than sitting around talking to guys and beating off." 

Suzi stopped sucking. "What were the things you talked about, when you beat 
off?" 

"Lots of things. We'd talk about girls at school that we wanted to make it 
with, and older girls, like you. We'd play with each other's dicks and close 
our eyes and pretend some beautiful chick was beating us off, like you, 
Suzi." 

Suzi returned to the work at hand, her mouth down on the boy's cock, working 
it furiously. Then she stopped and looked up at him. "Fuck me. I want you to 
fuck me." 

Suzi was standing in water just deep enough so the lower portion of her body 
was immersed. Sammy slid into the water and got behind her. She knew he was 
going to fuck her dog style. She couldn't wait to feel his prick between her 
legs. 

Sammy put his arms around her and forced his cockhead into her vagina and 
let it sit there. She jerked her hips to get his cock up her belly. 

"Here goes, Suzi," he said and shoved his cock up her pussy, not fast, not 
slow, but in one even slide. He pulled it out, moving it around inside the 
lips of her pussy again, getting her hot once more. He started fucking her 
and she could feel the pleasure of his young cock as it rammed up into her 
pussy in the water. The pond provided the necessary lubrication for them and 
she loved the feel of his hands on her tits. 

Suddenly he pulled his young prick out of her aching cunt, keeping it 
between her legs for a moment. But he didn't put it back inside her pussy, 
which was burning for it. 

"Suzi, I'd like to do it another way... " She knew what he meant... he 
wanted to fuck her in her asshole. And before she could answer, she felt his 
cockhead right smack between her asscheeks, as he pressed hard. He was 
breathing harder, faster, and she knew that this was what he wanted to do. 
Suzi panicked, never having been fucked in the ass before. Even though this 
young boy didn't have the biggest dick, she was sure it would be tight and 
hurt her. She wondered if she could bear it. She wanted to stop the boy. 
Jesus, please don't let him put that dick up my ass! she thought. 

On the other hand, she could feel herself becoming aroused at the thought of 
it. She dreaded what was to come, but she prepared herself for it as best 
she could. She tried to relax as much as possible, letting her ass take it, 
not trying to resist it. 

"Here, Suzi, take this up your asshole," the boy said. He shoved forward 
with his cock, pushing it through the water of the pool into her tight, 
clasping, raw, burning asshole. It went all the way up her shit chute in one 
fast move, impaling her. 

Suzi closed her eyes and almost fainted. She would have screamed in pain, 
but not a sound came from her throat. Instead her entire body froze and she 
just let the dizzying pain flush through her, accepting it. It hurt more 
than anything she'd ever expected. Tears welled up in her eyes and she bit 
her tongue like crazy to get her mind off of it. 

Sammy held his cock all the way inside the woman's beautiful ass. He pulled 
it out almost all the way and once again shoved it in her asshole. 

Again she gasped in pain, but feeling, at the same time, a certain 
excitement. And suddenly she wanted him to cum in her ass. She couldn't wait 
for the young boy to fill her shit hole. 

"God, Suzi, I'm gonna cum... in your ass. I'm gonna cum in your fucking 
asshole... " He was sweating, his heaving body causing waves in the water as 
he pounded her stretched and raw asshole with his fast-maturing, 
almost-man-sized cock. 

Suzi cried, as she felt the pounding in her ass. She knew he was almost 
ready to cum. 

"I'm gonna cum," he whispered in passion, keeping his voice down as he 
slammed his stiff rod into her asshole with all the force in his young body, 
his hands wrapped around her tits, tearing into them until she thought she 
would die. "Aaaaahhhhh," she cried, with passion. "Jesus fuck," the boy 
yelled, his entire body frozen in shivers and spasms. "I'm cumming!" 

Sammy slammed it into her ass for the final time. He held her, breathing 
against her wet back in the water as he pumped his cockjuice into her 
asshole. It shot from the head of his prick and ran around the length of his 
shaft, and then slipped out of her asshole, the sticky white cum spiraling 
in the pond water. Suzi turned her head to see a rivulet of sperm floating 
through the lighted water, as the sun shone down on them. And then, with a 
gasp, Sammy pulled his dick out of her hurting asshole and got out of the 
water, sitting there watching the woman. 

Suzi joined him, and together they sat and looked through the trees, neither 
of them saying a word. 

Sammy spoke first, holding the woman. "I hope I didn't hurt you," he said, 
as he dried his body with a towel they had brought along. His cock hung soft 
between his legs, exhausted. 

"No, but I probably won't be able to walk tomorrow," she said and laughed. 

 CHAPTER TEN 

They lay there quietly for what seemed to be hours, and Sammy even fell off 
to sleep for a short while. When he opened his eyes, he again saw the woman 
he was holding staring at him. He couldn't believe he felt a stirring in his 
cock again. He thought it would never rise, after the ass-fucking session, 
but here it was showing signs of life. But Suzi, who noticed it too, felt 
she couldn't take his cock up her cunt or ass right then. However, her mouth 
wasn't doing anything special at the moment. She quietly slid from his arms 
and lowered her mouth over his swelling cock. 

"Mmmmmmm," Suzi moaned, holding onto the cock in her mouth with all her 
strength, biting it ever so tenderly. 

"Keep sucking, Suzi darling. Don't stop sucking my cock," the boy ordered. 
He grabbed his own balls with his right hand and pulled her hps closer to 
his cock. She continued sucking it. She grooved on the fact that this young 
boy had his slim hard young boycock stuffed down her throat, and her tongue 
was working the foreskin up and down. This was quite a day of sex for both 
of them- She was so happy, she could feel tears in her eyes, as she chewed 
on the cock. 

Suzi moved her head up and down, sucking and making the head swirl in her 
mouth, drawing the skin of his cock up with her hand. His balls were 
tightening and she knew he was very close to cumming. Little premature 
spurts of cum were seeping out the tip of his prick when she pulled the 
foreskin up. She could taste the sweetness of the cock in her mouth and she 
knew he would cum any second. 

"I'm cumming," he moaned, as his entire body froze. 

Suzi tasted it in her mouth, this young boy's creamy load. The load of jism 
filled her cheeks and made her choke as she tried to swallow it. The taste 
was sweet but the load was so big, more cum than she ever remembered... 

She sucked his cock dry, pulling each and every drop of sperm into her 
throat, into her belly. Then she pulled her head off the boy's cock, licking 
the sperm into her mouth from her chin. 

"Thanks. That was nice!" was all she could say. 

They dried off, under the fast-fading sun, and then got into their clothes 
and gathered up everything, remembering to take the English books, too. On 
the way home to the cabin, they reviewed some of the English problems he was 
having. 

As they entered the house, they walked right into Hugh Michaels, looking 
handsome in a pair of Levi's and turtleneck shirt. 

"Well, you both look refreshed. Did you get much work done?" he smiled. 

"The truth is, Hugh, we probably could have accomplished a lot more, but we 
took a cool dip somewhere in the middle of dangling participles and sentence 
structure. But, seriously, we did get quite a bit done," the woman said. 

"Well, that's great. How about a cold drink? I was just on my way to get 
one, too." 

"Not me, Dad, I'm gonna take a shower and change clothes. What's for 
supper?" the boy said. 

"I guess it's leftovers tonight, son," he told the boy. "Mom didn't fix 
anything special for tonight." 

"That boy," he said to Suzi, as they walked to the kitchen. "He's always 
wondering about the 'next' meal, before we've finished 'this' meal." 

"Like all boys, I guess," she thought aloud. 

"He's really very fond of you, Suzi, and I can understand why. I even think 
he's got one of those teenage crushes-on-the-teacher kind of things, don't 
you?" 

"I hadn't noticed, Hugh, really. We get along well, but then again, I do 
with most of the boys who come to the library. The girls, too, actually, 
except that girls at that age are slightly more aloof. They really don't 
bother with anyone, except their own friends. But I've never had a problem 
with them." 

They all had a quick supper of cold cuts and salads, sat around the table 
talking for a while longer, and then Hugh Michaels threw his clothes into a 
suitcase and got ready for the long drive back to Chicago. His week's 
vacation was over and now he would only spend the weekend with his family. 
They walked him to the door, where he kissed his wife, shook hands with his 
son, and smiled at Suzi, as he walked out to the car and got in. 

He got into the car and rolled down the window. "Sylvia, are you sure you'll 
have a car to get around in?" 

"Yes, Hugh, don't worry. The Olkens will be coming up on Wednesday in 
separate cars, so when Ira goes back to Chicago, Anita and I'll have a car 
to use... and Suzi too, if she needs it." 

"Okay, honey," he yelled. 

"Hey, Dad, I almost forgot... will you call Joel Lavin when you get back and 
ask him if he can come back with you on Friday to stay for a few days... he 
can stay all week if he wants, or go back with you on Monday morning, but I 
did tell him he could come up here while we're here." 

"Sure thing, son, what's his number?" 

Sammy saw his father was holding a pad of paper and pen. "It's 338-1636. You 
can probably catch him any evening. Thanks, Dad," 

"Sure thing! Hey, you take care of the women, you hear, and give your mom a 
hand around the house and do everything she tells you... and everything Miss 
Black tells you, too. You hear me?" 

"Sure, Dad." 

They all waved at him, as he sped away, then turned for the house. 

"Well, I think I'm going to take a shower and make it an early night. I have 
some reading to catch up on." Suzi couldn't wait to hit the shower. Her ass 
was feeling raw and the water hitting against it would certainly make it 
feel better. 

"I'm just going to put the few dishes in the dishwasher and turn in early 
too. I plan to wash clothes early tomorrow morning and maybe work out in the 
garden part of the day." 

Sammy looked at his tutor. "Mis Black, let's go back to the same spot we 
found today. It's a quiet place and we got so much done. If I could do as 
much every day as I did today, I'd certainly be learning a lot by the end of 
the summer, don't you think?" 

"Oh, yes, Sammy, I'd say so, for sure." She winked at him and he winked 
back. Mrs. Michaels continued carrying dishes into the kitchen, thinking 
about her gardening, and Sammy headed for his room, Suzi for the shower, and 
all in all, it had been a very lucrative day. 

And who said teaching English wasn't fun, thought Suzi, as she climbed into 
bed and turned off the light. 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

The week went by fast. Suzi and Sammy headed down to the pond each day for 
lessons, and it seemed that Sammy was learning faster than Suzi could teach. 
Mrs. Michaels was thrilled that the boy was so involved in learning, and she 
kept busy with her house and her gardening. In the middle of the week her 
friends the Olkens arrived, and she was busy running to their cabin and 
using their car to go shopping. A few evenings she spent with Anita doing 
needlepoint, which left Sammy and his tutor alone in the house, and they 
always ended up in front of the fireplace, fucking and sucking. 

On Friday Sylvia Michaels made a big supper for Hugh, who always arrived 
starved. And as always, he arrived about dinner time. Along with Hugh was 
Sammy's boyfriend, Joel Lavin. Sammy ran to his friend when he saw him, 
happy to have him there. 

Sammy introduced him to Suzi and it was obvious by the glint in his eye that 
he had already had some sort of introduction to the woman, from someone. 

"Hugh, don't eat a big meal. I got a call from the Olkens a little while ago 
and they want us to go into the dells tonight with them, to the Dells 
Country Club. For dinner and dancing, and we'll stay overnight and play golf 
in the morning. I thought you'd like the idea." 

"Yeah, I do like it. Will you people mind staying here without us?" he 
winked at the boys and Suzi. 

"No, Dad, well be okay, and well take care of Miss Black. She won't have to 
be afraid." 

"God, I'm not afraid, but it's nice to know you strong men are here to 
protect me anyhow," Suzi said and laughed. 

"We'll be back tomorrow around dinner time," said Sylvia. 

After dinner, Sammy and Joel went back to Sammy's room, while Hugh went to 
freshen up and the women cleared off the table. Suzi could hear the boys 
laughing and wondered what they were talking about. 

Inside Sammy's room, the two boys sat on the bed, each drinking a bottle of 
beer. Joel leaned back and burped. 

"What's it like with Suzi?" he asked. 

"God, incredible, just incredible. My cock in her pussy, in her mouth... 
even in her ass. Yeah, it's incredible." 

"You know something, I used to beat off just having Bob Rice tell me about 
her and how great she was. Really! I'd listen to him talk and pretend that I 
was fucking her or something. Christ, it's all that he talks about." 

They both laughed. 

"Hey, you wanna beat off? Like we used to?" Joel asked, physically excited 
from talking about the librarian. 

"Sure, why not? It's been a long time... " 

"I know, I know," Joel said, pulling his pants down to his knees. His cock 
stood up. 

A knock on the door. It scared the shit out of both boys. Sammy had 
forgotten to lock the door. "Sammy, Dad and I are leaving now, so be good, 
and you and Joel go to bed early, you hear me?" 

"Good night, son. Good night, Joel," said Sammy's father. 

"Have fun, folks," Sammy said, afraid to breathe too loud. 

"Good night, Mr. and Mrs. Michaels. Thanks again for having me." He felt 
like a fool with his pants wrapped around his ankles, praying they wouldn't 
open the door. They heard the front door close and the sound of the car as 
it headed toward the Olkens. Both boys breathed heavy. 

Sammy pulled his jeans to the floor and grasped his cock between his fingers 
and began working it up and down. 

"Tell me about her. What's it like?" Joel asked, flopping back on the bed, 
masturbating. 

"Her cunt's covered with soft, thick hair, the softest, thickest hair in the 
world. I like to spread the lips with my tongue," Sammy's words provided 
clear images in Joel's mind. 

Sammy looked over to Joel to see his eyes shut tight, his hand moving 
swiftly over his stiff cock. And then, without knowing why, Sammy looked to 
the door to see the figure of the librarian standing calmly, watching them. 

Sammy played it cool and didn't say a word. Instead he breathed deep and 
when Joel urged him to continue talking, he did so, as Suzi crept into the 
room and stood near the sandy-haired boy who was too busy beating his meat 
to notice the presence of a third person. 

"Well, I put my tongue in her pussy and swirl it around and it gets hot and 
juicy inside there and she moans and pulls at my hair. Then she reaches down 
and grabs my cock tight in her hand... " Suzi reached down and grabbed 
Joel's cock tightly in her hand and the boy's eyes opened and blinked as he 
gasped. 

Sammy watched it all happen. Suzi began to stroke Joel's expanded cock as he 
sat up on the bed, not quite believing what was happening. His mind was a 
little dulled by the beer and the jerking off. 

"Oh," Joel moaned, as her cool fingers began to run up and down his burning 
cock. It made his blood run faster. She leaned closer to him and kissed him 
lightly on the neck, while her fingers made long strokes up and down his 
hardened penis. She held it tightly, stretching the skin up and down, moving 
it just as she had moved Sammy's. She was pleased to see his cock was even 
larger than Sammy's. 

Joel pushed his hips upward as Sammy helped the situation by tugging the 
boy's pants down off his legs. As soon as the pants were off, Joel spread 
his legs and Suzi's other hand cupped his heavy balls. The pressure was 
building within them. 

Suzi rubbed her own thighs together as she became caught up in the 
passionate exercise. She could feel sensations stirring deep in her womb, 
and the tender folds of her warm flesh around the opening of her cunt became 
damp as the lubricating juices flowed from within her tight, smooth, fuck 
passage. 

Again and again, she traced the outline of the boy's hard cock with her soft 
finger, feeling it in her palm as she thought she would feel it in her cunt. 
She kept her lips pressed against his neck and she licked and began biting 
there against the muscles that strained under the skin. 

Sammy, at the same time, jumped onto the bed and knelt behind Joel so his 
cock was inches from Joel's shoulder, inches from his tutor's lips. He began 
jerking his cock in front of her face, knowing she would take his semen when 
he reached his limit. Joel turned his head a bit, looking over Suzi's long 
hair to see the tip of Sammy's swollen cock inches from her mouth. 

The large head of Joel Lavin's young cock erupted with ejaculations like a 
spitting volcano onto Suzi's cupped hand. Suzi moved her head to watch the 
eruption. She stared at the exploding organ, her hand automatically pumping 
from her own excitement. The sight of his climax in her soft tanned hand 
made her entire body tremble. 

"Cum, Joel, cum," she said clearly. 

"Yeah, yeah," Joel said, watching his white cum ooze from the tip of his 
cock. Some of it landed in her hair when it shot, and on his chest, where it 
dropped to his stomach and ran down the hairs of his crotch where it started 
from. 

"Suzi!" Sammy yelled. Joel turned his head to see Sammy thrust the end of 
his cock into her mouth. Suzi grabbed it expertly between her lips and Joel 
could see her mouth fill with hot sticky boycum, then swallow, fill then 
swallow. Joel moaned and the entire bed shook as Sammy filled the woman's 
mouth with his love-juice. 

The lovely woman held the organ in her mouth until it became soft. The other 
cock, in her hand, was now soft also, and at the exact same moment she 
released both the male organs and stood up... a wide grin on her face. 

"Forgive me, boys, I sort of got carried away. Well, good night!" and with 
those words, she turned around and walked out of the room, closing the door 
behind her. The boys sat and looked at each other for a while, smiling. They 
fell back on the cum-stained bed and, without turning off the light, fell 
asleep. 

Both boys woke up in the morning with slight hangovers from the beer, but 
that didn't stop them from walking naked to the sleeping porch. They entered 
the room, both excited, and walked to either side of the bed. 

"Good morning, Suzi," Sammy said tenderly. 

"Good morning, Miss Black," Joel suddenly became shy. 

The woman opened her eyes to find two hard boycocks staring back at her. She 
thought it might be a dream, but after rubbing her eyes she knew it was for 
real--and she was pleased. 

"What a nice way to wake up in the morning," Suzi said and smiled. 

"Almost as nice as the way we went to sleep last night," Joel added. 

Suzi brought her hands up and grabbed both pricks at the same time. The boys 
immediately knelt on the bed, one on each side, and lowered their waiting 
cocks to her lips. With one sucking movement Suzi pulled both cocks into her 
mouth at the same time and ran her tongue over the twin heads. Both pricks 
began to lengthen and stiffen until they were forced out of the woman's 
mouth by their size. 

Suzi's hands pulled at both the swollen pricks over her face and touched 
their heads together. She stroked them in exactly the same way, watching 
their balls jump up and down with every movement of her hands. 

"Fuck me, Joel," she said, staring at the boy's large organ. Sammy smiled, 
knowing this was what his friend wanted and what the woman wanted, also. He 
pulled away from her and sat himself down on a stool with his legs spread. 
He planned to watch the scene very closely while he beat his own cock with 
his hand. 

Joel removed the woman's nightgown and knelt between her wide-spread legs. 
She reached down and grabbed the boy's penis, just the way she had done the 
night before, and it was throbbing as much as the night before. He leaned 
forward and put his hands on either side of her shoulders, while she drew 
her knees up and locked them around his hips. 

Joel looked down at their bodies and saw the pointed breasts with the hard 
nipples staring back at him. He looked at the dark wet mound between her 
legs; the sight of it drove him wild with passion and he knew he would have 
to hold back because he felt like he was ready to cum any second. 

Suzi took his penis and led it with her hand into the mound of her hungry 
pussy. Almost as if to tease herself, she slowly ran the rubbery tip of 
Joel's cock along the narrow slit, parting the smooth pink lips of her 
cuntal passage. When the cockhead touched her clitoris, a wave of sensual 
pleasure flooded her brain and she could wait no longer to have it inside 
her burning, greedy, fuck passage. 

Suzi opened her legs as wide as she could under the new boy's big body. 
Then, arching her hips, she ran the rock-hard shaft slowly along the moist 
pink flesh to the ragged opening of her vaginal tunnel. 

Sammy watched in delight as his good friend was stretched above his 
love-making teacher. He watched as the woman grasped the boy's prick, 
guiding it, teaching it, training it, as she had done with him. He could see 
the pressure building up in the boy's balls and he knew that Joel wanted to 
drive his cock deep into the beautiful woman. 

Suzi moved her hands to her vaginal lips and parted them, opening them fully 
to the head of the boy's long cock. Suddenly, the tip of his dick made its 
way into the opening of her passage and she jerked back and sighed. 

Joel couldn't wait any longer. He drove his cock all the way into the 
woman's cunt with one long move, impaling her on the long, hot, boyfuck 
pole. Her legs kicked out straight from under his wildly churning body, 
jerking into the air. 

Joel pulled his body up, sliding his knees under the woman's smooth 
asscheeks, to be able to look at his cock entering her body. He looked down 
to see his light pubic hair wetly mingling with the curls between her 
thighs. The tight lips of her cunt were widely stretched around his penis, 
around the dark base of his cock, and to Joel it looked like he was going to 
split the woman open any minute. 

"Am I hurting you?" he asked, scared. 

"No, God, no, it's beautiful," she whispered, glancing at Sammy. She winked 
at the boy, and he winked back, happy for the woman he loved and his good 
friend. 

Suzi flexed the muscles of her pussy around the throbbing organ. She could 
feel it grow with each movement she was making. She could feel every detail 
of the hard form inside her body as the nerves in her wet cunt transmitted 
responses to her brain. She became alive with passion and she wanted to be 
fucked... hard... forever. 

She could feel the boy's balls dangling against her asscheeks and she rolled 
her ass sideways, loving the sensation. He knew what he was doing, she felt, 
and she relaxed and let his movements take over. 

It happened too quickly, it seemed to her, but to the teenage boy, it was 
the most wonderful moment of his whole life. He thrust his cock deep within 
the woman, then pulled out again so that the tip touched the lips of her hot 
pussy, and then thrust in again, again and again. 

With each forward movement the pressure in his penis and the sensations 
caused by its movement in and out of her vaginal passage became too much for 
him. He flooded her insides with fresh hot boycum without making a sound. 
His eyes rolled and his body went stiff, frozen, and he seemed unable to 
breathe for a minute while torrents of cum gushed from his cock and poured 
along the woman's hot pussy walls. Then he pulled his cock out and sat on 
the bed in front of the woman, and Suzi looked up to see the 
happiest-looking boy she could remember, next to Sammy. There was a look of 
total fulfillment in Joel's eyes. 

Sammy jumped off the stool, knowing the librarian was only warmed up, and 
when Joel moved off the bed to watch the woman and the boy, Sammy jumped on 
and fell onto Suzi, driving his cock fully into her pussy. He could feel it 
slip in easily as his good friend's cum lubricated the way. 

Her cunt was biting, holding, sucking. She was on fire now and Sammy knew 
how to tame her. After all, hadn't she taught him well? He could feel the 
contracting muscles hidden in her wet pussy pulling at the flesh of his 
rigid cock, and the head jerked deep in her womb in response. Suzi reached 
around his hips to hold her crotch tightly against his. 

"Sammy, honey, fuck me. Fuck me with your big beautiful boycock!" She 
squirmed and twisted her body on the bed beneath her young friend. 

Suzi rode her body up and down the hard wet shaft of the boy's cock. Sammy 
didn't have to move. He wanted the woman's cunt to fuck him, to come up his 
pole and pull him down again, to grasp hie cock and pull at it till he 
spurted all of his hot semen into her already cum-filled belly. 

Suzi ran her wet tongue across her hps as she began to work in hungry, 
sensuous abandon at the long pleasure-giving shaft buried deeply in her 
flaming body. She strained and wiggled against the thick tip of the boy's 
penis as she pulled her body down into the mattress, then moved her muscles 
to tighten her cunt as she lifted her pelvis, forcing the cock to its 
incredible depth. 

Sammy fought the urge to let his hot semen fill her heaving belly, as his 
balls slapped against her little puckered anus with each driving thrust. He 
just let Suzi go wild with lust for his hard cock. Her greedy movements 
became faster and faster as she frantically worked to absorb the hot boyfuck 
column in her burning, grasping womb. 

"Fuck it, Suzi baby, fuck my cock," Sammy said as the woman's body thrust up 
along the hard shaft of his penis. She worked in mad fury now, like an 
animal filled with lust, and she bucked her hips crazily against the boy's 
blood-engorged cock. Her clasping cunt rode up and down his long cock and 
made him feel he was on top of the world. He couldn't stand it any longer, 
he felt that he was going to burst! 

Joel sat" on the stool watching everything. "Cum in her. Hurry, cum in her!" 
he yelled. And Joel came while he was yelling. Cum ran down his fingers and 
onto the floor as he saw his friend's balls contract, knowing his friend was 
going to shoot his load into the woman. 

"Now, Sammy, make it now!" Suzi screamed, savagely ramming her cunt on the 
boy's hard cock. 

"I'm cumming, Suzi, I'm cumming! Holy fuck, "I'm cumming in you, Suzi 
darling," he screamed. They were both screaming. It was too much. He dropped 
his body to hers and shoved his prick as deep into her as possible and he 
felt the wet cum dash from the tip of his cock into the sucking vagina. His 
balls tightened and heaved with each contraction, with each gigantic spurt, 
as the sperm lurched out like cannon shots of tremendous hot fluid. 

When the huge swollen head in her pussy started firing out the hot liquid, 
electric jolts flashed through Suzi's head. She felt like she was being 
pierced by the jabbing spurts from her young boy's penis, as if the liquid 
was cutting through her body, grabbing at her brain. Suzi lurched up again 
and again, pushing Sammy within her, as her body would not stop the 
movements, the heavings, the pushing and pulling. She brought her hands to 
Sammy's ass and held tight to his buttocks as her own orgasm came. The cum 
spilled out around Sammy's overflowing cock and ran thickly, mixing with 
his, down the crevice of. her wide-opened buttocks, covering his balls which 
were pressed hard against the puckered crown of her anus. The entire area of 
their naked locked loins was soaked with their hot sticky cum. 

Sammy was out of his mind with the thrill of the situation, having fucked 
the librarian with the aid of his friend's cum, as that same friend watched. 
He felt good that he was able to share this woman with his friends, first 
Bob and now Joel. But he was glad she had achieved her orgasm with him and 
not Joel. She'd waited for him. 

His friend sat on the stool, staring into space. "Joel, are you okay?" Sammy 
asked, pulling his wet cock from Suzi's cunt. 

"I don't believe it. I just don't believe it," Joel said, smiling. "And my 
mother always yells at me 'cause I won't go to the library and use their 
books. Now she's gonna have trouble keeping me away from there." 

Suzi looked at him and laughed. They all laughed. 

The three of them took a shower together, washing each others bodies, and 
after they dressed, they cleaned up the bedroom, washed the sheets and 
replaced them, so that the Michaels' would be none the wiser. It was getting 
late in the day, and they would be coming home soon. 

When the Michaels' came home, they found the boys sitting on the floor, Suzi 
on the couch, a fire in the fireplace, and the TV on, while the three of 
them sat and ate popcorn. It looked very cozy. Sylvia was glad to see that 
nothing had changed since they left, and Hugh was in a delightful mood. He 
joined them in the family room, munching popcorn too. Then they decided--and 
Suzi couldn't remember exactly who decided on a sing-along. A small chord 
organ stood in the room, which they had once kept in their house in the 
city, but had moved it out to Wisconsin when they got the piano. It wasn't a 
great instrument, but it managed to provide some entertainment on dull 
nights. Of course, this had not been a particularly dull night for Suzi and 
the boys, but it might have been for Sylvia and Hugh. Sammy sat down at the 
organ and played a few of his mother's favorites... the older ones. 

They all stood around him, Sylvia on one side with Joel next to her, and 
then Hugh and Suzi. Because no one could see his right hand, Hugh kept it on 
Suzi's ass, and she made no attempt to remove it. Then he put it around her 
waist, his fingers playing with her breasts, and as Sammy played the last 
song of the evening, his dad's favorite, "Spanish Eyes," Hugh slid his hand 
inside the waistband of Suzi's slacks and down to her pubic mound, his 
fingers working their way through her hair until one finger calmly slid into 
her feverish vaginal opening. 

He played with her clitoris, but his eyes never left the sheet music in 
front of him, and the smile never left his face. When the song ended, he 
withdrew his finger and proudly applauded his son's playing. 

Sylvia Michaels made hot chocolate for everyone, and when they were 
finished, they all went to bed. Hugh winked at Suzi as he walked by her. She 
wondered if there was something he knew, but she couldn't imagine how he 
would know. 

Yet, she couldn't help wondering why he was so bold, or if that was just his 
personality. She knew whatever the reason, she would find out more before 
too much more time had elapsed. 

Exhausted from the sexing of the day, Suzi's eyes closed as her head hit the 
pillow. 

 CHAPTER TWELVE 

Joel, Sammy and Suzi were a threesome the next afternoon down by the pond. 
They took off their clothes and swam naked in the water, lay along the banks 
nude enjoying the day, and even managed to have a good amount of bareass 
sex. They rolled around on the ground and Suzi kneeled between Joel's legs, 
licking the end of his blood-engorged cock, and sucking it until he thought 
his prick would fall off. She took his balls into her wet mouth and pulled 
on them with her lips, and caressed them with her long tongue. She brought 
her lips up to kiss him hard on the asshole as he moaned in joy. 

Then she felt Sammy's cock against her white thighs. "Fuck me, Sammy. Come 
on, fuck me!" she cried. She wanted his long stiff cock buried deep in her 
cunt, and she reached for it, wrapping the head in her small hand to feel 
the blood pounding crazily throughout the rubbery tip of his organ. He knelt 
between her spread legs without making her lose her hold on his prick. He 
leaned forward, placing his hands on either side of her, and lowered his 
body so his cock teased against the lips of her cunt. 

Her pink cunt was open and ready for him and he slammed his penis all the 
way up her in one long stroke. Sammy held his cock tight within her. Suzi 
was filled with lust and pain, as she felt the organ growing larger and she 
brought her hands down to the boy's ass to feel his balls tight against her. 

For a fleeting moment, Suzi thought she heard a sound coming from between 
the trees and she felt herself getting tense, but she saw that neither of 
the boys seemed to take notice and she felt it must surely be her 
imagination. 

Suzi moaned as the throbbing penis stretched her hungry pussy. At the same 
time, she felt a delicious surge of pleasure run through her nerves. She was 
on the edge of climax, and while she was being fucked by Sammy, Joel came 
over and shoved his hard, waiting prick down her throat. She loved having 
both boys' organs invading her at the same time, and she sucked furiously 
while she pumped her hips, and always this feeling that someone else was 
around... an invader. 

One cock slammed down her throat while one slammed the depths of her womb, 
and Suzi took it all, and loved it. 

"MMMMMM," she moaned, her mouth full of cock. 

Both boys looked at each other, knowing they were going to cum, and they 
wanted it to be together, to fill this woman from head to toe with their 
combined cum, and she looked at them and knew what was about to happen. And 
cum they did, and Suzi drank every drop and sucked in every drop into her 
hungry belly. It was on her tits, her hair, everywhere on her body, and 
more--it was pouring out. Both boys had their eyes closed in ecstasy, but 
Suzi's eyes were open, and as she watched the two teenagers cumming, she was 
certain of another presence. She could see a shadow between the trees and, 
without being told, she knew Hugh Michaels had seen all that had happened. 

She had a feeling her vacation was about over. They' wiped themselves off, 
got dressed and headed back to the cabin. Suzi had an uneasy feeling, and 
there was nothing she could do about it. 

At the cabin they found Mrs. Michaels busy in the kitchen and Hugh out in 
the yard, sunning himself. 

"Have a nice day, everyone?" he asked, giving Suzi a knowing glance. 

"Yeah, Dad, really nice weather today. We just played lazy and did nothing," 
Sammy said. 

As they finished supper, Joel was thanking Mrs. Michaels for having him 
there for the weekend and then he excused himself to go get his stuff 
together. Mr. Michaels had decided to go back Sunday night because of an 
early business meeting. 

"By the way, Suzi, I stopped into the library before coming out here on 
Friday to drop off the books you gave me. All the girls said to say 'hi' to 
you. It seems they're in rough shape there. Two girls are out sick and, with 
you away, they're really shorthanded. They said they'd give anything if you 
were back." 

Suzi looked at the man and knew he was lying, but she knew also, by his 
tone, that she'd better decide to return with him. 

"Oh, that's really bad. They've been good to me there and I think it would 
only be fair for me to go back and help out while they're in trouble. Sammy, 
I hope you don't mind if I go back with your father tonight. When the sick 
girls are better, I can always finish my vacation then. It's the right thing 
to do." 

"I agree with you, Suzi," Mr. Michaels said. 

"Wow, I hate to see you go, Miss Black. I guess you really have to, huh?" 

"You're being very grownup, Sammy. I'll come back," she said, wondering if 
she ever would. 

Suzi excused herself and went into her room to quickly pack. She had tears 
in her eyes and didn't want them to see. 

When she was packed she put her arm around Sammy and took him aside, telling 
him she really cared, but she had to leave. He would understand one day. 
Sammy was about to cry, but held back. 

Suzi thanked Mrs. Michaels, and then got into the car with Joel in the back 
seat and her in the front with Hugh, but she sat a safe distance away. The 
ride to town was quiet, with no one saying much, and after dropping Joel off 
at his house, Hugh drove to Suzi's apartment. 

He carried her suitcases upstairs for her. Hugh pulled her into her 
apartment and she felt herself almost falling backward onto her bed. She 
whimpered and she felt his hands, sliding up her slender thighs, groping 
under the hem of her skirt until he was pulling her panties from around her 
waist. Lasciviously, she spread her legs, feeling and enjoying the cool 
caress of her sheets on her bare flesh. 

She couldn't move, she was so scared. She stared at the ceiling as she felt 
one of her legs being raised in the air, and she felt the man's lips move 
down the inside of her thigh. 

"Please, please," she moaned. She could feel his tongue poking at her 
cuntlips. She wrapped her legs around his head as his hps ground hard into 
her clitoris, filling her body with unrelenting pleasure. His tongue darted 
in and out of her pussy. 

"I'm gonna fuck you," his first words poured out. He slid up her body, his 
big hands cupping her covered tits, squeezing painfully. Then she felt it. 

His big prick was aiming for her pussy. She could feel him driving it into 
her, with only her own lubrication to help it along. It was as big as Don 
Morgan's, and she looked at him, thinking back. 

"Did you say your name was Hugh, or huge?" she said. That broke the ice. 

The man looked at her. "You know I saw you, Joel and my son at the pond?" he 
said. "I suspected it all along. But don't worry, baby, I don't intend to 
tell anyone. You can have all the little boy cocks you want, but whenever I 
want, I'm gonna give you a taste of a big-boycock... like now." 

His cock slid deeper and deeper into her cunt, and she was sure it would 
never stop. She felt she couldn't take it all and yet she knew she wanted 
every bit of it. She thrust her feet up into the mattress as she heaved her 
weight, spreading herself open for that swollen prick to invade her depths. 
He pulled back and then drove forward again, plunging harder against her 
womb, numbing her with his force. He heaved his hips back and forth and she 
rose to meet him, feeling his cock rip into her until his balls slapped 
against her crotch. 

"Don't stop. DONT, PLEASE!" she begged. And he didn't. 

"I'm cumming. Hold me, baby. Fuck me like you fucked my son!" He pounded his 
cock into her, and then she could feel the hot white cum shooting through 
her, running stickily down her leg, leaving her limp and exhausted. It was 
true, that big mancock felt different, rough and not loving, like the boys 
she had. 

As Suzi lay on the bed, Hugh Michaels got dressed and, without a word, 
slammed the door as he left. Suzi lay there for a long time wondering what 
to do. Should she stay in Chicago and be at his call, or should she move on? 

Exhausted from the events of the day, she fell asleep with those thoughts 
running through her mind. 

Tomorrow she would think about it... tonight she wanted to sleep, and 
forget. 


THE END
