Gary gave a big sigh of satisfaction. "That was terrific, Pam," he said. "You do it great. How about doing it again?"
Pam gawked at him.
"But Gary, I just got you off," she said. "You can't be horny again!"
"Oh, yes, I can!" he leered. "Come on, honey, suck my cock a lime more!"
"I can see I'm not gonna get any studying done today," Pam sighed.
She slipped his dripping cock back into her mouth and began sucking it.
Sara, who was about to burst in on them, hesitated. She really wanted to watch. There was so much she had to learn about sex before she decided if it was for her.
Well, it wouldn't hurt to spy a little longer. The more she got on these kids, the better. She continued to peer out between the books while Pam sucked noisily on Gary's cock and Gary sighed with pleasure.
Slowly his cock expanded and Pam's lips were pushed wider and wider apart. That seemed to excite the girl a lot. As his prick grew on her tongue, she gurgled and whimpered.
Gary got red-faced, with lust. Soon his mushrooming cock was filling the girl's mouth.
"Okay, that's enough?" he panted.
Pam drew back and stared at him, his spit soaked cock snapping from her lips. "Don't you want me to get you off, Gary?"
"Sure, baby!" he leered. "But not that way. I want to fuck you!"
Pam jumped to her feet, blushing hotly.
"Oh, no!" she snapped. "I told you, Gary, I lost control of myself last Saturday night, but it's not gonna happen again!"
"Come on, honey, that's all I been thinking about!" Gary pleaded.
He grabbed her and wrestled her to the floor. That was very frustrating for Sara, because now she couldn't see what they were doing. She slipped to the end of the aisle and peeked around the corner, praying they wouldn't notice her.
Gary had Pam on her back and was rolling on top of her. She was pushing at his chest, trying to escape, but he was much stronger than she was. Pinning her there, he tugged down her jeans and panties. He wriggled between her thighs, and his ass started jerking furiously.
"No, Gary, no – unhhhhh," Pam gasped. Sara barely stifled a moan. She knew what was happening now. Gary had succeeded in plowing his bone-hard cock into the girl's cunt. Groaning, he shoved it all the way into her, and Pam went limp beneath him, no longer fighting.
"Aw, skit, that's good, isn't it?" Gary moaned.
"Yes," Pam whimpered. "Oh, yes, honey, do it to me, fuck me!"
The spying librarian reddened. She really had the goods on these kids now. It was almost too shocking to believe, but they were actually fucking in the library. Now would be the time to call the principal so he could see what was going on.
Yet Sara didn't move. Something was holding her there, some kind of wicked fascination. She didn't want to miss a moment of this scene. She'd always wondered what it was like to fuck, and now she could find out.
Gary shoved his hands under Pam's churning ass, pulled her up tight against him, and hammered his stiff cock into her. She was all through protesting now. She dung to him, clawing his shoulders and whimpering. Her hips jerked to his hot horny rhythm.
"Yeah, fuck it to me, fuck it to… meeeee!" she moaned.
She closed her eyes and forgot everything, even the danger of being caught. Sara could tell that the girl was in total bliss as she took the deep hard lunges of Gary's cock. She fucked right back at him, her hips jerking furiously.
Sara's panties were soaked with her oozing cream, and her slit was swollen and fiery-hot.
If only she could have found some privacy, she would have masturbated like crazy. But she knew she'd have to wait till she got home, hours from now.
"Damn!" she sighed.
The prudish young librarian rarely swore, but she figured this situation excused it. She was going out of her mind with lust, and she was watching another female get what she herself needed so desperately.
Gary fucked faster and faster into Pam's juicy little pussy and she kept pace with her jerking hips. Sara could hear their bodies slapping together. They were going at each other like a couple of rutting animals.
"Harder!" Pam moaned. "Give it to me as hard as you can, baby!"
Gary obeyed, fucking her with all the speed and force at his command. Their bodies were almost a blur to the spying librarian. Sara remembered how, great it had felt to finger-fuck herself. It looked like it would be even more fun to take a pistoning cock.
Now Pam was arching her body right off the floor, taking Gary's pile-driving prick as deep as she could get it. She rubbed her swollen clit against his hammering shaft and clawed hard at his shoulders.
"Oooooooh, shit, I'm almost there?" she whined.
"Me, too," Gary panted. "Come with me?" He closed his eyes and pounded it to her, and she gurgled and whimpered with ecstasy as his pounding cock took her to the brink of orgasm. Sara was almost panting as she watched them, aware that both of them were about to come. She just wished she'd be joining them, but no way was that possible.
"Annnnhhhh, honey, you did it to mooted," Pam moaned. "Oh, shit, yesssss, ahhhhhhh!"
"Awwwwwww, fuck – awwwwwww!" Gary groaned.
As he emptied his load into Pam's greedily sucking womb, Sara slipped away, returning to the main desk. She knew she wasn't going to turn the kids in to the principal. In a way she was just as guilty as they were.
She could have stopped them when they first started making out, but instead she'd spied and wickedly enjoyed watching them. Not only that, she wanted to watch that again. She'd keep her eye on Gary and Pam, just in case there was another show.
So, with such naughty thoughts in her mind, she really had no right to punish the kids. She pretended to ignore them as they came out of the stacks. Let them think she didn't have a clue about what they'd been doing.
It was a long day for the desperately horny librarian, but at last she was driving home to her apartment. Dinner could wait. She had something far more urgent on her mind. She hurried inside, raced to her bedroom, and started throwing her clothes in every direction. Naked, she threw herself onto her bed and slid a hand between her legs.
"Ohhhhhhh, God, yesssssss!" she sighed.
It was the sensation she'd been craving for hours, ever since she spied on Gary and Pam. All day her pussy had been swollen and burning, aching for attention. She rubbed her fingers over every inch of the hot puffed flesh.
"Mmmmmm, mmmmm," she sighed.
Even her most feather touch felt great down there. She soon soaked her fingers with the searing juice that seeped from her virgin cunt. She massaged herself all over, then went for the most sensitive spot of all.
Her clit was swollen up taut, and it was throbbing with arousal. Sara knew it was, a magic button, and that all she had to do was stroke herself there a few times and she'd be coming like crazy. She pressed the tip of her index finger against the fiery little nub.
She started working her finger in a circular motion around the slippery shaft of her clit. The pleasure was incredible. She closed her eyes tight and forgot everything else. Molten cream spurted from her cunt, till her finger was dripping with the sticky liquid.
"Mmmmmm, damn, that feels so good!" she gurgled.
There she went, swearing again. Joe Rogers had had quite an effect on her. There'd been a lusty hot-blooded young woman hiding inside the prim prudish librarian. That secret woman was in control now, driving Sara to rub her clit faster and faster, bringing her swiftly to the brink of climax.
Greedily Sara hung there as long as she could, enjoying the hot stabs of pleasure that radiated from her clit. She could have gotten herself off at any second, but she didn't want the wonderful sensations to end.
"Unmmnhhhhh, ahhhh – yesssss!" she sobbed.
Finally, though, she was too horny to hold out. She'd been craving some relief for hours. She grasped her throbbing clit between her thumb and forefinger and started massaging the slick nub. It only took a couple of squeezes, and then she was coming like crazy.
"Ohhhhhhhh, shit – whaahhhhh!" she screamed.
The blinding body-shaking climax went on and on. Sara rolled all over the bed, furiously massaging her clit milking out every drop of sensation. Then she gasped and stopped. She heard something – the doorbell ringing.
Blushing hotly, she leaped off the bed and threw on a robe. She hoped nobody could tell what she'd been doing. Would it show on her face? She opened the door and saw a United Parcel man holding a small box.
"Miss Sara Wright?" he asked.
"Y-Yes," Sara stammered.
He didn't seem to notice her embarrassment. Like all United Parcel people, he was in a hurry. He gave her a form to sign, handed her the package, and was gone. Sara took the package inside and opened it.
There was another box inside, and a note from the former head librarian of Riverside High, Maude Blake. Miss Blake had retired, and Sara had taken her place. She remembered how kind the old lady had been to her when she showed her the ropes.
"Dear Miss Wright," the note read, "I hope you won't be shocked by this little gift. It was a great comfort to me when I worked at the library. I think you will understand. Best wishes, Maude Blake."
"Why, how nice," Sara murmured.
She could hardly wait to see the gift Miss Blake had given her. She tore open the box, removed some tissue paper, and then let out a shriek.
It was a great big cock. At least, that was what it looked like.
"My God!" Sara breathed.
Gingerly she removed the thing from the box. It was hard rubber, the exact size and shape of a large cock, and there was a little button at the base. Sara turned very red as she realized what she was holding. Miss Blake, a perfectly respectable woman, had given her a dildo.
Sara didn't know whether to laugh or be shocked. She carried the dildo back to her bedroom and stretched out on her bed to study it. Miss Blake said it had been a great comfort to her when she worked at the library. Sara began to understand.
Miss Blake had worked there many years, and she couldn't have failed to see kids making out in the stacks. She'd never married. It all fit together. She must have watched the students, gotten horny, and satisfied herself with this contraption.
"I'll be damned!" Sara chuckled.
The old lady was a lot more hip than she'd seemed. Why not give her gift a try? Sara was feeling horny again, even though she'd just beaten off. One orgasm wasn't going to satisfy her raging lust. So instead of her fingers, she'd use the dildo.
She rolled onto her back, bent her legs, and spread them wide. Grasping the base end of the dildo, she pressed the big hard head against her untried cunt-mouth. The thing felt enormous, but her curiosity was greater than her fear.
She started easing the huge fake cock into her virgin cunt. The fit was very tight, but it felt exciting. It was far more arousing than her finger. Panting, she eased the bulb deeper and deeper, till she was completely crammed with it.
"Unnnnnhhhhh, God," she panted.
So this was how a cock felt? She was stuffed so full, she could hardly breathe. But as her excitement mounted, she creamed heavily, making the way slick and moist. She started working the dildo up and down in her hot little pussy.
"Yes, yesssssss, ummmmmm!" she groaned. It was easy to fantasize about Joe Rogers fucking her. She closed her eyes and imagined he was on top of her, his hips pumping, his enormous rock-hard cock cramming her cunt again and again. She creamed more heavily, the molten juice overflowing her cunt and running down her ass-crack.
"Yes, baby, I love it!" she whimpered, "Don't stop, Joe, keep fucking me!"
Anybody watching her would have thought she was nuts, of course. The lovely brunette lay all alone on her bed, working that obscene object in her cunt and moaning to an imaginary lover. But to Sara it made perfect sense.
On account of her shyness and prudery, she'd probably never have a man of her own, but thanks to Miss Blake she had one of the most important parts!
Yes, it was a very thoughtful gift, and Sara was loving it more by the second. She worked the huge fake cock harder and deeper in her seething cunt, her greedy cunt expanding to take it.
She imitated the hard horny rhythm Gary had used when he fucked Pam, and that felt terrific.
"Ohhhhh, shit, yesssss!" she wailed. "Fuck it to me, Joe, fuck me forever!"
Totally caught up in her lusty fantasy that she was fucking the maintenance man, Sara kept her eyes tightly closed and pistoned the dildo deep and hard in her flooded pussy. Dizzily she remembered that she hadn't tried that little button at the base. She switched it on and [missing text].
"Ooooooh, my God – aaahhhhhhhh!" she cried.
The dildo was throbbing and buzzing in her pussy, greatly intensifying her pleasure. She kept working it up and down, enjoying the cramming sensation and the delicious vibrating action. Her cream overflowed and puddled on the bed beneath her.
"Ohhhhhh, I can't believe this!" she gasped.
It was even better than playing with herself. Miss Blake was really on to something. Slowly but steadily Sara tightened her starved cunt around the humming dildo, getting all the hot friction she could. She had a hunch she was going to come like a bomb.
It happened just a few seconds later. There was a violent explosion of pleasure in the fiery depths of her cunt, and then the orgasm was shaking her whole body. The dude went on vibrating, making her climax doubly intense. She couldn't help screaming hoarsely as she came and came.
One hot orgasm followed another. Sara hungrily went with it, gorging herself on climaxes. After all, she had years to make-up for, years in which she'd denied herself a normal sex life. All the bottled-up lust had to be satisfied.
At last, totally drained, she switched off the dildo and drew it from her smoking pussy.
"Thanks, Miss Blake," she sighed. "That's the nicest present I've ever had."