"Wait!" she ordered as he started toward her. "You just wait!"
Something in her tone stopped the naked lifeguard dead in his tracks. His cock bobbed impatiently in front of him, spearing straight out from his black pubic bush. He clenched his flats in frustration, but did as she told him.
Sue reached behind herself far the hooks of her bra. She was going to prove just how desirable she was. She was going to have him crawling, and begging before she let him have her. Now she had a focus for her attention, and she used it. She watched lust and desire twist his daddy handsome face as she unhooked her bra. She held the cups over her breasts with one hand, and slid her free arm out of the strap, then reversed the procedure, and slipped her other arm out of the bra strap.
When she finally did shed the bra entirely, she gave him only a brief, tantalizing glimpse of her mammoth tits, then covered them with her hands. She massaged the full, warm mounds of flesh, and felt lust boil through her from the touch. By squeezing her tits, she was showing him just how soft and exciting they were. She saw his adam's apple bob as he swallowed. His eyes were fastened on her hands as she caressed her boobs lovingly. She rubbed her palms around an her nipples in a circular motion that made them stiffen and blaze with excitement.
Then, at last, sliding her hands down to the undersides of her breasts, she let him actually see her nipples. She lifted the exciting masses of her tits, and thumbed her nipples still higher. She let him see how her nipples stiffened and begged for more attention. She let him see the lust on her face as she played with her breasts in the center of the brightly lighted library.
She knew that her near nudity in the midst of the shelves of expensive bound books was the focal point for three pairs of eyes. Bill Caldwell and Carl Randall were getting tantalizing glimpses of her from behind. Well, their turn would come. But, right now, she was concentrating on driving Stan out of his mind with lust.
Stan was aching, rocking forward on the balls of his feet. It looked as if his cock were tugging impatiently at him. He took a short, involuntary step toward Sue as he licked his lips and watched her playing with her tits. Her thumbs snapped over the twin points of her nipples, and Stan felt an electric shock run through his body. He started to take another step toward her.
"Stop!" Sue ordered. She waved, an arm to indicate the two other men in the room, one to her right, the other to her left. "Or, do you want one of them tote first?"
Stan stopped. She had him just where she wanted him, and they both knew it. He was in her power.
Sue planted her feet wide apart, and dug her toes into the Oriental rug. She thrust her hips forward and hooked her thumbs in the waist of her panties. Slowly, tantalizingly, she pushed them lower, down over the swell of her flat, creamy belly. She exposed more and more of her soft flesh, until she felt stiff kinky pubic hair brush her thumbs.
Stan was clenching and unclenching his fists and swallowing desperately. His eyes were now fastened on her belly. He could see a few tantalizing wisp of dark red pubic hair just above the top of her panties. He could see the dark shadow of her bush between her full thighs. There, right there was his target, and she was teasingly keeping it veiled.
Sue was on fire. Her insides were quivering at the sight of the man's obvious desperate desire for her. She could feel the hot eyes of the other two men in the room on her, which increased her excitement. She felt desired. Her cunt was leaking she was getting so excited.
She slowly pushed her panties down, lower and lower and lower, exposing more and more of her pussy to Stan, more and more of her pale, round buttocks to Carl and Bill. She could feel the elastic of her panties cut into the flesh of her ass, arid knew it was showing how tender and soft and exciting she was back there. Bill was an ass man. So let him look at her ass.
Stan was a pussy man, that was obvious from his expression as she revealed her red-bushed triangle to him. Sue shoved her panties down and kicked them aside. Then, facing him, she thrust her pelvis forward and fingered her pussy as waves of excitement boiled through her. She spread her cuntlips to show the blazing, shining pink heart of her pussy.
"You want it?" she taunted him. "You want it? Is this what you want? Think you're man enough to take it?"
Suddenly there were bruising hard hands on her arms. Her hands were jerked away from her cunt. She was dragged across the room and thrown down on the piano bench.
"Let me go, you fuckers!" she screamed.
Stan grabbed her ankles while Bill and Carl held her arms, held her pinned on her back on the hard bench.
"Let me at her," Stan snarled.
He controlled her kicking easily, spread her legs wide, then folded them upward. Her pussy was a brilliant gash in her thick bush, and the tendons were standing out on the pale insides of her thighs as he held her wide open.
Carl took one of her legs and Bill the other. She was helpless, spread wide open. Fury and lust had her spitting curses at them all, her head twisting on the bench, her bright-red tresses flailing around her face like flames. Her chest heaved.
Ignoring her, Stan gripped the base of his cock and aimed its head into the brilliant, wet slash of her pussy. A lustful grimace on his darkly handsome face, he sank his cock into her with one powerful thrust.
"Aaaaaiiieeeee!" Sue shrieked with shock at the brutal assault. But it wasn't pain that wrung the cry from her, but incredible, searing pleasure at being so abruptly and completely filled with cock.
"This'll tame her," Stan growled, drawing his cock out of her dripping, burning hole and slamming it brutally into her a second time.
"Aaahhh," Sue moaned. Her thrashing lessened, and was replaced with uncontrollable quivering. "Aaahhh, that's so gooooddd! Aaahhh, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"
"An animal, just like all the rest," Bill Caldwell pointed out, his white mustache bristling as he smiled in triumph. "They're all animals."
Panting, Stan continued to pound his cock into her streaming cunt. Leaning over her, he drove at bet again and again and again, jolting the breath out of her with every brutal thrust. His balls were swelling as a pool of cum gathered there. He could see Sue's tits quiver at every impact, her nipples tight and hard with lust, her soft belly heaving and rolling as her muscles convulsed.
"Ahhhhhh," Sue grunted at every thrust into her body. Her thighs felt raw and battered from Stan's brutal pounding. Her pussy was swollen and sensitive from the searing friction as his cock burned past it. Her clitoris was a searing patch of agonizing pleasure. She was soaring to the jagged brink of a huge orgasm, when suddenly Stan stopped his pounding, his cock rammed completely into her belly.
"Aaahhh, nooooo!" she wailed, squirming frantically under him as she felt him squirting his thick semen into her desperately hungry cunt.
Stan was beyond caring. His hands tore at her as he tried to shove his cock completely through her. He was blocked by the bones of his pelvis grinding against hers. His prick was spurting gob after gob of semen into her. The thick fluid seared the length of his cock and spattered deep in her vagina.
"Uuuuhhhhh," the lifeguard grunted as the last of his sperm was wrung into her by his exhausted muscles.
"Nnnooo!" Sue wailed, tears streaming from her eyes as she was suddenly left gapingly empty as Stan withdrew. Abandoned by all three men, she rolled off the bench and crashed to the floor, and writhed there, helplessly on the brink of her orgasm.
"Want some cock, bitch?" Carl Randall asked.