Nick Eastwood
Horny licking librarian
CHAPTER ONE
It was Polly Prentiss' first day on the job. The newly appointed head librarian of the exclusive and private Hardwick School knew she ought to keep her mind on her work, but it was difficult to ignore how horny she felt.
She'd never had this problem before. Polly had always been so wrapped up in her career that she'd never had time for men and sex. Then, at twenty-eight, she'd decided to treat herself to her first real vacation, a Caribbean cruise. And on the cruise she'd gone to bed with a man for the very first time. Just a few love-making sessions with Mark Wells, and she was hooked on sex.
That had been several weeks ago, but Polly couldn't get it out of her mind. At the end of the cruise, she and Mark had gone their separate ways. They weren't in love, and they both knew it. But Polly missed him anyway. At least she missed his big hard cock. She was creaming right through her panties as she thought about it.
"Miss Prentiss? Can I talk to you for a second?" asked her assistant, Jeffrey Taylor.
Polly wrenched herself out of her horny daydream and listened as the wimpy young man questioned her about some problem he was having with the filing system. Polly had worked hard to get the head librarian job at Hardwick, but right now it seemed as dull as dishwater to her.
She wanted to be in bed with a man, feeling a stiff cock working deep and hard in her hungry pussy hole.
If only she could get her mind off sex! The urge to be fucked was driving her crazy, but there was just no way she was going to get laid and conservative, and sex was a taboo subject among both staff and students. Everybody acted like it was a convent or a monastery.
After helping Jeffrey, Polly retreated to her desk and tried to concentrate on some paper work, but it was a no go. All she could think about was the fiery ache in her pussy, her desperate need for a man. Helplessly she let her mind drift back to her first meeting with Mark Wells on the cruise ship. It had been lust at first sight for both of them.
Mark was a very good-looking guy, which was why Polly had noticed him.
Previously she'd been indifferent to men, caught up in her career.
Mark liked what he saw, too. Polly was a tall girl with terrific legs, large thrusting breasts, and long dark hair. She usually wore her hair in a prim bun when she was on the job, but on the cruise she let it flow down her back.
They met on the deck, and Mark asked her for a drink. They had several drinks, and the next thing Polly knew, they were heading for his cabin. She wasn't used to drinking so much, and she really couldn't remember agreeing to go with him, yet she didn't mind the idea. Mark locked the door behind them, then pulled her into a hot embrace.
His tongue darted suggestively into her mouth, and all of a sudden Polly was horny – horny for the first time in her life. Her whole body tingled, and her pussy went wet with a sudden rush of molten cream. For a moment she didn't understand what was happening to her.
Then gradually it dawned on her that her natural female instincts were at work. It was the first time she'd ever allowed them to surface.
Mary finally broke their steamy kiss and said, "Why don't we take off our clothes and get comfortable?"
Polly reddened and staggered back from him. "Uh, Mark, there's something I ought to tell you," she said. "I'm a virgin. I never even had a date with a man before."
He gawked at her. "A virgin? A virgin over eighteen years old? I didn't know they existed any more," he said.
"Well," Polly said with a sheepish smile, "I know that twenty-eight is kind of old to be a virgin, but things just turned out that way. So I'm a little nervous."
"Sure, honey, I can understand that," Mark said soothingly, "but let me just ask you one question. Do you wanta be a virgin the rest of your life?"
Polly thought that one over. Sex had never been important to her before, but she realized now that she didn't want to die an old maid.
She wanted to know what all the excitement was about, why people seemed to be obsessed with fucking.
"No, Mark, I don't want to stay a virgin," she answered. "Will you please show me what to do?"
Mark broke into a great big grin. "Sure, honey," he said, "I'd be delighted. For openers let's get undressed."
Polly just did what he said and let him lead her. After all, she knew absolutely nothing about sex. Oh, she'd done some reading and knew all the parts of the body and what they were for, but she had no idea what a man and a woman could do to turn each other on and have fun together.
She took off her clothes, and so did Mark. He ogled her firm big tits and dainty dark bush, while she gawked at his strong, hairy, masculine body. She'd never seen a man naked before, and she found herself aroused and excited. Timidly she let her eyes drop to his cock, and then she gasped and clapped a hand to her mouth.
"Oh, my gosh," she breathed.
"What is it baby?" Mark chuckled.
"It's-Its so big," Polly said, her big brown eyes focused on his stiff prick.
"You act like you never saw a cock before," he laughed.
"I never did," she said.
"Jesus," he exclaimed, "let's go over to the bed, and you can have a closer look."
Polly appreciated that. She was fascinated with his cock. They stretched ot on the bed and she stared and stared at that solid slab of meat that looked so enormous to her. It seemed to be as thick as her wrist, and she wondered how she could ever take it into her untried cunt. But apparently women did that all the time and got off on it.
"I'll let you play with it later," Mark promised. "Right now there's something I wanna play with. You've got fantastic tits, honey."
His big hot hands cupped her ample tits and began to squeeze and stroke. Polly had never had her tits fondled before, and she really enjoyed it. Right away her big light-pinked nipples went rigid with lust and poked urgently into his palms. Her breasts swelled up, hot and engorged, and they throbbed as he caressed them. She realized that she was creaming floods of hot sticky cream.
"You like this?" Mark leered.
"Mmmmmmm, yes," Polly sighed.
"Here's something you'll like even more," he said.
He leaned close to her tits, stuck out his tongue and began to lick her nipples. Polly gasped, moaned and soaked her inner thighs with helpless bursts of cream. It felt fantastically good to have Mark's hot wet tongue lashing her sensitive engorged nipples. In just about a minute she was horny out of her mind.
Mark took his time, coating every inch of her long stiff nipples with his hot spit. Then he caught her left nipple between his lips and sucked it into ht steam heat of his mouth. He began sucking firmly on her nipple, giving her hot little stabs of pleasure, and she whimpered blissfully.
"Ooooo, Mark that feels so exciting," she cried.
He sucked one nipple, then the other, while Polly's pretty face twisted into a wide lusty grimace and she creamed helpless floods of hot juice. She'd have started dating a long time ago if she'd known that making out was so much fun! Finally Mark left her nipples and started licking and kissing his way down her body.
"What are you doing, Mark?" she gasped.
"I'm gonna eat your pussy, honey," he grinned, "and you're gonna love it."
He eased her thighs open and wriggled down between them, and Polly felt his hot breath fanning the moist naked flesh of her gash. He practically had his face in her pussy, and he was folding back his face in her pussy, and he was folding back the furry lips and gazing excitedly at the tender pink flesh. That was really kinky, Polly thought.
Then his big glistening tongue darted out, and she felt the most heavenly sensation she'd ever known. "Ohhh, my God, yess," she hissed.
She went totally limp and submissive as Mark licked her pussy. She let her legs fall wide open, offering him every inch of her virgin slit, and he proceeded to gobble it. His big hot tongue was everywhere, licking and lashing and tasting. He tongued up her musky cream as fast as he could get it.