Extra Credit Assignment

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Mrs. Racliff worked to straighten up some books as the clock on the library wall read 2:46. The final bell rang at 2:50. The library was sparsely inhabited, it being Thursday. There was a football game at 6. Over among the stacks, five students from one class were looking up material on the Roman Empire for their senior project. Elsewhere, about four others were studying.

Two were talking, more loudly than they should be in the library. The librarian was about to say something, but the minute hand on the clock advanced to 47 past the hour. Fuck it, she thought. Her sister had told her she took her career too seriously, and Rhonda Racliff had begun to think her sibling was right.

Among the students seated in the room was Mark Jacobs. When the librarian saw him, he remembered he was slated to help her in the back room for half an hour after school. It was for extra credit in his Student Aide class. Bullshit class, he figured, but with the extra credit his "A" was damn near a shoo-in. He worked to clear out his math homework as the clock ticked off another minute...
 
Mark ran his hands through his blonde hair, he secretly watching Mrs. Radcliffe enter the library, although he pretended not to notice her. He had a crush on her since he first laid eyes on her, though he would be hard pressed to admit it he thought as he smiled to himself
 
The clock ticked again. 2:49. Students began to round up their possessions, put the books away, shoulder their backpacks. Waiting for that longest minute of the day. Mrs. Racliff finished straightening the Biology section.

Tick. Riiinnng!

There was an exodus for the door. Except for Mark. And the librarian.
 
"You sticking around for a bit, Mrs. Radcliffe?" Mark asked as he started to pack up his things.
 
"Yes," the librarian said. "You and I are going to work together for your extra credit assignment, remember? It's nothing a strong young man shouldn't be able to handle. Just moving some old books from the back room into storage. We should just throw them away, but I've got to fill out forms in triplicate to dispose of any school property, no matter how useless. Hell, they wouldn't even let me throw out the Apple IIes."
 
"Alright" Mark said grabbing the nearest filled box, and starting to carry it away,
 
"No, no, not that one," Mrs. Racliff said. "Here, let me show you." She gestured for him to follow her to the back room. Mark thought he could barely see her panties through the thin fabric of the skirt the woman was wearing.

She produced a key, and unlocked the door. "It's these boxes here. The ones marked with red Xs." She pointed into the room, which appeared to be a place where old equipment went to die.
 
Mark starting to develop a hard on from the brief image of Mrs. Radcliffe's panty line. He rubbed his cock gently up against his teacher's skirt covered ass as he based her briefly
 
The librarian moved forward a bit as the young man stepped forward, brushing up against her. As if she wasn't aware, she turned around. Now, through her button-up shirt, Mark could barely see her nipples as Rhonda Racliff's full breasts already pressed against the fabric.

"These three boxes, for starters."
 
He was starting to get very hard as he looked at his teacher's breasts. As he placed the box down, he brushed her tits, He knew he was testing fate, but what did he have to lose.

"Are you sure there isn't anything else I can do for the credit?"
 
Mrs. Racliff's faced turned a couple shades of red. The door to the room drifted shut, leaving the two of them in the back room, lit only by a single light bulb. She looked at him. After the brush of his hand, her nipples now poked against the shirt's fabric.

"You're...looking at my tits, aren't you?" She giggled. "It's okay. You're young and...horny." She pronounced the word a bit awkwardly. "Now let's move these boxes."
 
Mark was a little embrassed, but he shook it off quickly. "There just so beautiful." He said honestly. "I mean I have dreamed about fucking you for awhile ma'am, are you sure you want to move some boxes." He asked moving closer to her
 
She grinned at the compliment. "Well, you're sure forward about it." She looked down at his crotch, saw the hardness there. Then she looked down at the floor. "Well, you're a strong young man, and we're in here all alone. If you wanted to...take me...there's not much I could do about it. Right?" The librarian looked back up into his eyes. She took one of his hands and moved it to her right breast, the fingers to the buttons on the shirt.
 
Mark pushed Mrs. Radcliffe against the shelves and started to force himself about her, bringing his lips to hers. He squeezed her tits through the material of her clothing. He started to grind his cock into her skirted pussy.
 
The librarian gave a cry of surprise as the honry young man pushed her back against a shelf of old encyclopedias. She pushed back, but not enough to make any difference. Not like her heart was really into her resistance.

Not that Mark was going to be denied. With a quick movement of his hand, he unzipped his fly, liberating his growing manhood. He was well enough endowed that fully seven and a half inches of hard cock protruded from the edge of the denim fabric of his pants.

With one forceful move, he lifted the woman's skirt. Her panties were nudged aside. And right there, fully clothed, his hard cock found her barely moist slit. She cried out as he entered, painfully given her lack of preparation. But he plumbed her depths, which were moist. As that length of meat plunged in and out, the moisture was distributed up.

"Goddam that's big," were her first words since the young man had made his move.
 
Mark started to pound his teacher, in and out as he rubbed her breasts. "I hope you like this" He told her as he started to rub her breasts through the material of her blouse
 
"Not like I have a choice," Mrs. Racliff said as Mark pushed in and out. The shelf itself began to shake. He was treated to the sight of those large, mature tits bouncing up and down as he fucked the librarian right into the wall, the feel of her panties on his cock arousing. Now and then she struggled a little, but the strong teenage boy had little trouble corraling the librarian.

As if she really wanted to escape. He could have been wrong, but he doubted she really did. Her breath came in short little hitches of air, and she began letting out little yelps.
 
"You enjoying this?" He said as he started to ram her harder, not wanting her to escape. "Your going to cum for me." He said as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. He started to increase his pace with his cock
 
"No," she said. But her breathing and facial expressions and hard nipples told a completely different story. The way her hand moved out, grasping his buttocks, before shamefully lifting off and returning to her side. The way she was now moaning almost continually. The way she had undone a couple buttons with her other hand, exposing her cleavage and allowing one of his hands inside. The way she gingerly returned one of his kisses, then met his lips not so gingerly.

These things told a different tale indeed.
 
He started to squeeze and tease her tits as he increased his pace, he felt his cock start to grow more inside of her, as he starts to fuck her with more urgency. "God you a better fuck then I imagined." he said before nibbling on her neck
 
"And you're big," the woman breathed. Then, he felt her body spasm on his hard cock. She let out a low moan. Now sweat had formed across her brow...another, louder moan. She relaxed in his firm grasp. Her nipples were rock-hard. And for Mark, the question of whether or not he could make the librarian with the big tits come was answered.
 
Mark started to continue to fuck the librarian, as he wanted her to come again and again, he was still horny as he had not shot his load yet. "I see you have come for me." He said kissing her deeply
 
The woman started to shake her head, but knew there was no point in denying it. Her cheeks flushed a little. "Yes...I did. First time I've...come in four months." She had opened up her thighs a little more for his hard, ardent thrusts. "How much longer...are you going to do this? I could lie and tell you I'm expected somewhere and I'm going to be missed but...you might get angry. If you caught me in a lie."
 
"Since you have came youself, I could just explode onto your face, but I would have to come back another time to fuck you somemore." Mark said. "Your mine now."
 
"Yes...you could," she said, looking down at the floor as her tits continued to bounce. "You could do anything you want to me. No one's expecting me home for hours. So if you want to go on fucking me, I can't stop you. Is it just you, or do you have friends you plan on sharing me with?" An encyclopedia fell off the shelf as it kept rocking under Mark's rhythmic thrusts.
 
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