The next day seemed to drag on and on. It was Friday, and Sara looked forward to a whole weekend of playing with that dildo. But she couldn't start until quitting time.
With only an hour left, she was about to go crazy with horniness. It seined that the more sex she had, the more she wanted. Her mind raced helplessly over the love-making she'd witnessed in the past week, and every single scene inflamed her lust.
She told herself that she really didn't want a man. Her mother was right, men only wanted one thing. Why bother with a relationship when she had her dildo? She could take care of herself just fine.
Yet she couldn't get Joe Rogers off her mind. She wanted to see him without his clothes. She ached to touch and explore his hard cock. Yes, she even wanted to feel his big cock inside her, cramming her cunt.
Knock it off, Sara, she told herself angrily. What was the point in longing for him, when she'd never have the nerve to approach him? She was terrified of men. She might as well just put them out of her mind for good. There was no sense in torturing herself.
"Miss Wright," one of her student assistants, said timidly, "you made a couple of mistakes when you typed this card."
Sara studied the card. She'd made a lot of typos, all right. She just wasn't concentrating on her work, and no wonder. All she could think about was the burning need in her pussy.
"Now I know it's Friday," she laughed. "My typing is shot today. I'll go shelve books instead."
She just hoped she could manage that simple task without fucking up. Her brain didn't seem to be working at all today. She wheeled a cartload of books back into the stacks and started putting them away.
Soon she heard voices. She didn't have to wonder what was going on a few aisles away. She recognized that whispering and snickering. Another pair of student lovers had decided to use the library as a place to make out.
Sara didn't even feel angry. She understood now why Miss Hamilton had never been able to stop the kids from getting it on in the stacks. There were just too many kids and they were too horny to be stopped.
She thought about just ignoring the noises, but as usual her curiosity was too great. Yesterday, spying on Rhonda and the boys, she thought she'd seen everything, but there was always a chance that she might learn something new.
She made her way slowly and quietly towards the voices. She found a good spy hole in a gap between books. In the next aisle were a girl and boy, snuggling and kissing. The boy had the girl backed up against the shelf.
"Okay, Shane, that's enough!" the girl laughed. "We have a date tonight. We can wait till then."
"I can't wait," Shane said hoarsely. "I've really got the hots for you, Heather."
Heather gave an exasperated sight. "Honey, I like you, too," she said, "but it's crazy getting it on in the library. Somebody could catch us, and then we'd really be in trouble."
"It's safe," Shane insisted. "Everybody comes back here to make out. They've been doing it for years."
"Sure, when Miss Blake was in charge," Heather said. "The poor old thing could hardly see or hear. But Miss Wright's a lot sharper."
"She's busy at the main desk," Shane said. "I checked that out before we came back here."
Sara smiled to herself. So they thought old Miss Hamilton was practically blind and deaf?
They didn't know how wrong they were, Maude Blake knew everything that went on in the stacks, and she'd gotten her entertainment that way. Now her successor was doing the same thing.
Shane nosed in for a kiss, pressing Heather against the shelf. She sighed and let him do it. He slid his tongue into her mouth and probed around, and she whimpered with arousal. She wanted him, all right, but she was still nervous about being caught in the library.
"That's enough, Shane," she said. "I'm going back to my table."
"Wait!" Shane cried. He cupped her tits through her shirt and started squeezing them.
"Oooooh, don't start doing that," she moaned.
"Why?" he grinned. "Will it get you hot?"
"I'm already hot," she sighed. "I don't wanta get any hotter. Now, let me go."
"Uh-uh!" Shane leered. "Let me get you off. I can do it real good for you."
Heather reddened. "I told you, Shane, I'm not gonna go all the way with you. Not here, not on a date. You agreed to that."
"Right," he said. "I'm not asking you to go all the way. I just wanta show you a neat way I can get you off. Come on, Heather, I know you'll love this."
As he spoke, he was lifting her skirt and tucking it into her belt. She was wearing cute bikini panties, and he ogled her pouting cunt-mound. He grabbed the waistband of her panties and started tugging them down. Heather gasped and grabbed his hands. She looked around nervously.
"Shane, you're crazy," she hissed. "I don't want to get caught like this."
"You won't," he said. "Nobody ever comes back here. It's the math section."
He dropped to his knees in front of her, taking her panties with him. He pulled them down to her ankles and stared hungrily at her cute golden cunt-bush. Heather looked both nervous and horny.
"What are you gonna do?" she asked.
"You'll see," he grinned.
He folded back the golden fur of he pussy and exposed the small hooded lump of her clit. He leaned closer, tickling the little button with his hot breath. His tongue flashed out, making direct contact with the pink nub.
"Oooooooooh!" Heather squealed.
Then she clapped a hand to her mouth, remembering that she couldn't risk much noise. Shane lashed his stiff tongue-tip up and down over her supersensitive clit, and she made muffled gurgling noises of pleasure.
"Mmmmmm, honeys that feels great!" she whispered.
"I figured you'd like it," he chuckled. "Just relax and let me get you off."
Heather couldn't resist. She relaxed, leaning back against the shelf and opening her legs wider, giving Shane room to work with his tongue. He flicked the pointed the tip up and down over her clit, and she moaned with delight.
"Shit," she panted, "how come you never did this to me before, honey?"
"I was saving it!" he laughed.
Smart boy. A little more of that delicious clit-licking, and Heather would do almost anything he wanted. Sara felt almost as excited as the girl did. She imagined a big hot tongue fucking, and lashing her clit and she creamed furiously.
This was something she wanted to experience so badly. It was something she couldn't do for herself. She was no acrobat, and besides, it would be far more exciting to have a man do it for her.
Then it dawned on her – she did need a man after all.
Sure, her dildo could get her off like crazy, and it would never fail to satisfy her. No real live cock could vibrate like that. But there was a lot more to sex than getting off with a machine.
The machine didn't have a tongue. It didn't have an exciting hairy male body attached to it. She couldn't kiss it, she couldn't lick and taste its juice. It couldn't play with her tits, and it couldn't go down on her. It couldn't begin to give her everything she wanted.
Sara watched lustily and enviously as Shane whipped his hot wet tongue over Heather's throbbing clit. Heather clutched the edge of the shelf and whimpered. Thick hot cream overflowed her cunt and ran down her thighs as her lust flamed out of control.
"Ohhhhhh baby, I love that," she moaned. "Don't stop, give me more!"
"You better believe I will," Shane replied.
It sounded to Sara as if he and Heather had been dating for quite some time, but he hadn't revealed his secret weapon till now. He was showing the girl what kind of fun she could have with him if she just let down her guard. And Heather was responding hotly.
"Harder!" she whined. "Faster!"
"Sounds like you wanta get off," Shane chuckled.
"No shit!" she moaned. "Please, honey, don't talk, just keep licking me!"
Shane did even better than that. He caught her slippery hot clit between his lips and started sucking it. Heather gasped and almost took off like a racket. Her eyes rolled, and her pretty face twisted with lust.
"Unnnnhhhh, God, that's good!" she gasped.
Sara could hear Shane's loud sucking noises, and she almost whimpered with need. Yes, she definitely needed a man, otherwise she'd never experience all this exciting stuff. She wouldn't be satisfied till she'd had her pussy eaten.
"Ooooooooh!" Heather began to squeal.
She clapped a hand over her mouth to stifle her shrill cries of ecstasy as she began to come. Her body shuddered and swayed, and Shane had to hold her up. Sara shivered with envy. She ached to come herself.
Thick pearly rivers of come-juice rushed down Heather's legs. She went on convulsing for almost a minute, Shane holding her up, his face buried in her cute little cunt-bush. At last she went still, and he grinned up at her.
"Oh my gosh," she breathed, "that was fantastic, honey. I sure came hard!"
"Yet, I noticed!" he chuckled. "I guess you liked it."
"I sure did," she sighed.
"Want me to do it again?" he leered.
Heather glanced around to see if anyone was nearby, and Sara ducked out of sight.
"Yes," the girl panted, "I'd love you to do it again!"
"You got it," Shane said.
Sara returned to her spy hole and watched Shane pushing Heather's legs even wider apart. He nosed between them and started lashing his tongue all over her cream-beaded cunt-slit. The girl whimpered with delight.
"Shit, that's so good!" she cried. "You've been holding out on me, Shane!"
He just chuckled. His hot tongue was all over her hot pussy, tickling and arousing. Heather clutched the edge of the bookshelf and panted.
Her lust was a lot stronger than her fear of being caught.
Shane lathered every inch of her pussy with his hot spit. Then he began concentrating on just one spot, the tiny virgin mouth of her cunt. He rimmed it with the stiff tip of his tongue. That drove Heather wild.
"Mmmmmmmm, deeper, baby!" she moaned.
She wanted his whole tongue inside her. Sara could relate to that. She watched with envy as Shane started inching his stiff tongue into the girl's dripping pussy. Heather whimpered with bliss as he crammed her cunt full.
"Ohhhhh, shit, yesssss!" she hissed.
Shane started fucking her with his tongue. Sara creamed helplessly, aching to be in Heather's place. She could easily imagine how great it would feel to have a man's big hot tongue stuffing and reaming her hungry cunt.
This was something else she had to try.
"Unnnnhhhh, ohhhhh." Heather moaned. Once again her pretty face was twisted into a lusty grimace and she was creaming helplessly, soaking the boy's face with the molten juice. Shane shoved his tongue into her as deep as it would go, making her moan, then drew back for another deep hard lunge.
"Yes, do it to meeeeee!" Heather sobbed. He gave it to her faster and faster, and she slumped back and closed her eyes, shutting out everything but the fantastic pleasure she was feeling. Just a few seconds later she covered he mouth and started giving muffled screams.
"Unnnnnhh, ooooo – whaaahh!" she cried. The girl was coming for the second time in two minutes. Sara wasn't coming at all. She could hardly keep from groaning with frustration, she ached to be home, thrusting that buzzing dildo into her famished cunt. But as usual, she couldn't bear to miss any of the show.
"Ohhhhh, wow, sensational!" Heather sighed.
Shane stood up and dropped his pants and shorts. His hugely engorged cock stuck straight out, drooling thick gobs of cream. As he backed up against the shelf, Sara and Heather ogled his engorged cock. Sara didn't know what the girl was feeling, but personally she was very aroused.
"My turn to get off," Shane said hoarsely. Heather instantly dropped to her knees before him and stuffed his cock into her mouth. Shane groaned and got flushed as she began to suck loudly and greedily on his cock-meat. Obviously this was something she'd done before, because she was very good at it.
"Ahhhhh, yeah, baby, suck!" Shane groaned.
Sara felt her mouth watering. Of course she had no idea what cock-juice tasted like, but she found herself wanting to try it. She wanted a cock to play with, explore, lick and taste. She studied Heather's technique carefully.
The girl was running her hot juicy lips quickly up and down the fat blue-veined shaft of Shane's cock. She was suctioning the hot cream out of his prick and gobbling it. Shane was loving every second of her greedy sucking.
"Yeah, baby, that's fantastic!" he groaned.
"You're gonna get a whole mouthful in just a second."
Sara wondered what it would be like to swallow a whole mouthful of male come. She drooled again. Suddenly she just couldn't wait to find a man. That was crazy, because she didn't even know how to come onto a guy. But for the first time, she felt she could learn.
"Unnnnhhhh, Jesus – aaaagggghhhhhh!" Shane gasped.
Heather's cheeks swelled like a balloon. As he jetted his load into her mouth, she held and savored it till her cheeks threatened to burst. Then she gulped down the huge steaming load of jizz with a greedy gurgle.
"Fantastic, baby!" Shane sighed.
Sara agreed. Everything about sex was fantastic, and there was a lot more to it than using a dildo. There was a whole world of sex which she couldn't experience unless she had a man of her own. But how would she get one?
Then she remembered Joe Rogers.