The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting conditions.
The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all comers, male and female alike. The man who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on the stage with the girl and performs with her in front of his friends. The couple who, while appearing to be staid members of the Establishment, are secret members of the neighborhood mate-swapping group.
Paula Porter is one of these outwardly proper and quiet normal people. But within her lies a perversity that even she at first refused to recognize, a perversity that haunts her dreams and eventually forces her to act.
EAGER BEAVER LIBRARIAN-the story of one woman haunted by the perversity of the passion seething within her. Hers is a serious tale, and a reflection on the many problems facing our society.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Miss Paula Porter, assistant librarian of Northgate School, looked nervously around her before approaching the ticket counter of the X-rated movie theater. She was well disguised in dark glasses and a blonde wig, but she knew she couldn't be too careful. If she was caught going to this movie, it would be the end of her career. To her relief, there weren't many people in the theater. She slipped her dark glasses into her purse as the lights dimmed and the movie began. Not much time was wasted with credits or plot. There were a few scenes setting up the action, and then all of a sudden there was a naked couple making out.
"Oh, my God," Paula breathed.
It was the first time she'd seen a naked man except in magazine photos and it was the first time she'd ever watched anybody fucking. She was both shocked and fascinated. The couple were going right to it. Paula's mouth dropped open and stayed that way as the man glided his thick blue-veined cock into the woman's cunt and started fucking her.
Paula felt the all too-familiar heat between her thighs. It spread, making her pussy swell, making her cunt cream. She was almost squirming with arousal as the screen couple approached their climax. She barely stifled a groan when the man suddenly whipped his jerking cock from the woman's pussy and dribbled his come onto her belly.
The movie went quickly from one love-making scene to another, and Paula watched in utter fascination the whole time. This was why she'd come to the theater, risking her reputation and her career-she just had to find out about sex. She figured she was the most innocent young woman in the U.S.A., but now she was making up for lost time.
Paula was twenty-five years old and had never been on a date before. She was tall, brunette, pretty, and had a gorgeous body, and there was no reason why she couldn't get a man-except for her stern, deeply religious parents. Mr. and Mrs. Porter had watched her like a hawk for her whole life, making sure she had nothing to do with men or sex.
Paula's parents had sent her to convent schools and then to an all-girl college. Now that she'd gotten her advanced degree in librarian-ship, her folks had insisted that she take her first job at the strictest private school in the country, Northgate. Paula had gotten used to doing what her parents told her to, and she'd accepted the job without a murmur. But soon she began to feel restless.
For the first time, she was working around males. She'd be working at the desk in the library and notice the teenaged boys in their tight jeans, and she'd get these funny feelings. Some of the faculty men were sexy, too, and she'd find her eyes drifting down to the fly of a man's pants. Pretty soon she was obsessed with men and sex. She just had to find out more about them.
All her life her parents had called the shots. Now Paula wanted to run her own life. For the first time, it was possible. To take this job, she'd moved all the way across the country from her parents. They couldn't be supervising her every move and thought any more. If ever she was going to cut loose and do what she wanted, now was the time. And the first independent act of her life would be to find out all about sex.
She was sure finding out plenty from this movie. In the course of two hours she watched men and women fucking in every imaginable position and going down on each other in very inventive ways. She got turned on quickly and violently, and all during the film she fought the urge to play with herself. This just wasn't the time or place.
She wanted to try everything she saw up there on the screen. She wanted to lick and suck a man's cock. She wanted to feel a man's big hot tongue lashing her naked pussy. More than anything else, she wanted to lose her accursed virginity. She wanted to feel a big thick iron-hard prick in her cunt. The sooner she experienced all this exciting stuff, the better!
By the time the movie ended, Paula was horny enough to scream. Her panties were soaked with her uncontrollable creaming, and she could hardly wait to be alone so she could play with herself and relieve her hot lust. She hurried out of the theater and toward her car, then stopped abruptly and stared into a store window.
She'd never seen anything like it before. The window was filled with sexy toys, mostly dildos. There were fake cocks of all sizes, very real-looking. There were a lot of other things, too, but Paula's lusty eyes were caught by those cock-shaped vibrators. She stared at the largest one and thought how much she wanted it. Why not? She had on her disguise, and she'd already seen the dirty movie. She might as well make a full day of it.
Quickly, before she lost her nerve, she strode into the shop. To her relief, the clerk didn't stare at her or act surprised. He seemed mildly bored as he got the chosen dildo from the window and wrapped it in plain brown paper. Paula paid him and hurried to her car. She could hardly wait to get home and try out her scandalous new toy.
Parking in the basement garage of her building, Paula removed her blonde wig and stuck it in the glove compartment, then took the express elevator to her fifth-floor apartment. The moment she closed the door behind her, she started tearing the paper off the dildo. Clutching the big rubber cock, she went to her bedroom, her pussy on fire with arousal.
Maybe it wasn't the real thing, but it would do!
Paula studied the dildo and marveled at how real it looked. It was exactly the size and shape of the cock in the movie. That guy had been fantastically well-hung and now she was holding a replica of his big hard-on. She ran her fingers over the smooth "flesh", feeling the contours of the thing-the straight thick shaft, the bulbous head. She shivered with horniness.
Then she laid the thing carefully on her bed, walked over to the full-length mirror, and began to undress. Once again she noted how attractive she was, and she assured herself she wouldn't have any problem attracting a man when the time came. At least she hoped not, because she was going to have to have a man very soon.
She peeled off her dress and studied the fully-packed cups of her lacy bra. She imagined a lover reaching around behind her, unhooking her bra, and drawing it off. She repeated the actions herself, the bra trailing off down her arms and falling to the floor. Her luscious breasts, the size and shape of small melons, tumbled free, the big cone-shaped nipples nubby with arousal.
Paula cupped her big hot tits and hoisted them, then let them drop and bounce. They were firm and flawless. Gurgling with her mounting arousal, she ran her thumbs over her light pink nipples and teased them into long rigid nubs. They were so sensitive when they were erect. She imagined how exciting it would be to have a man licking them like in the movie.
But she had no man, she had to lick them herself. It was one definite advantage of having big tits, she told herself. She hoisted one silky-skinned melon till the erect rosy nipple was within reach of her lips. Her tongue darted out, glistening and wet, and she used it to coat her nipple with hot spit. She whimpered and shivered with excitement as she worked. Then she repeated the action with her other nipple, leaving both stiff nubs gleaming.
It was fun, as always, but she couldn't help thinking how much more arousing it would be to have a man do it. Well, she wasn't going to wait long for that! Starting Monday, when she went back to work, she was going to look for a lover. If she was lucky, there'd soon be an attractive man in her bed doing all kinds of delicious things to her.
She dropped her stiff-nippled tits and hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her bikini panties. Grinning wickedly, she thought how shocked her mother would be if she could see the sexy under things Paula had purchased since coming to San Francisco. The panties were ridiculously tiny and see-through. She eased them down over her firm little ass and luxuriant dark bush.
Folding back the thick-furred lips of her pussy, she studied the glowing red flesh. It was puffed, glistening, and beaded with cream. She pressed the tip of her index finger to the erect bud of her clit and began to rub the supersensitive organ. Hot stabs of pleasure ripped through her pussy, and she whimpered. She kept rubbing her clit, and in a minute or so the thick pearly cuntal juices started running down her inner thighs.
"Mmmmm, yessss," she gurgled, happily playing with herself.
Her finger was dripping with her pussy cream as she stimulated her throbbing clit. It always felt great to play with her clit, and she could get herself off easily and often that way. But she'd been doing it for so many years. Now she wanted to try the big time. She wanted to take a man's fat stiff cock in her virgin cunt.
In the mirror, behind her, she saw the massive rubber dildo lying on her bed. Gurgling, half dizzy with lust, she snatched her hand from her crotch and stumbled over to the bed. She grasped the firm smooth dildo at the base and held it up to her feverish eyes. Yes, it was just the size and shape of a big stiff cock. And she was more than ready for it.
She lay on her back and opened her legs wide. She took the dildo and set the big rounded head against her virgin cunt mouth. She started pushing the thing into herself. It was a very tight fit, so tight it was scary. But she knew that a woman's first experience could be painful, and she kept going, stretching her delicate pussy lips wide.
For a moment she wasn't sure the thing would go in, it was so fat. She kept wriggling it around, trying to lodge it in the moist little pit of her cuntal opening, and at last it popped inside her about an inch. She gasped and shivered. It felt like she was trying to stick a baseball bat up her virgin twat.
But her lust and curiosity were too strong to be denied. Even though it seemed she'd split in half, she kept on pushing, very slowly but determinedly filling her cunt with the thick firm fake cock. She felt stuffed to bursting, but she kept going. She just had to know what it was like to be crammed full of prick.
Her cream-soaked pussy was just slippery enough to get the huge dildo into herself. She pushed till it was touching her womb, then paused to catch her breath. She still felt full to bursting, but at the same time there was a hot excitement she'd never known before. She really loved being crammed with that cock-shaped toy. Relaxing, she began to cream again.
Her cunt got slick enough that she could move the dildo inside her. She started out timidly, moving it slowly and gently up and down, but her movements got faster as she recalled the dirty movie she'd watched. The man had fucked the woman very fast, she remembered, till her body shuddered and her round tits wobbled like crazy. That was real fucking. Paula began to jerk the big fake cock faster in her cream-slick cunt. It felt more exciting than she'd dreamed possible.
This was really fun. The faster she'd worked the thing in her tight little pussy, the better it felt and the more she creamed. She thought of something else that would feel better. She rolled over onto her belly, still briskly pistoning the dildo up and down in her cunt. Now the solid shaft rubbed her clit, the most sensitive organ of her body.
That was a lot better. Now both her cunt and her clit were getting hot stimulation from the jerking dildo. She worked it faster and faster in her horny little box, wailing with delight. This was much more exciting than just using her fingers, and it gave her an idea of how great it would be to take a real-live cock in her cunt.
Her hips began to move instinctively, meeting each deep thrust of the dildo with a greedy counter-stroke, so that she took the thick slab as deep as possible into her boiling twat. The pleasure was building fast in her pussy, building to a white-hot concentration she'd never known before.
"Ohhhhhhhh, God, am I gonna come," the pretty librarian cried hoarsely.
She sensed that this climax was going to be the most intense she'd ever had, and she thought of a way to make it even wilder. She'd forgotten that her dildo was not only a fake cock, it was also a vibrator. Now she fumbled for the switch, turned it on, and screamed. She'd never felt anything so delicious in her life. She soaked the buzzing tool with huge floods of molten cream.
The strong vibrations radiated deep in her cunt, giving her fantastic pleasure. The dildo massaged her clit, too, doubling the intensity of her sensations. No way in the world could she have prevented the massive orgasm that welled up from her depths and shook her till her teeth rattled.
"Ohhhh, fuck, yes, I'm coming, whaahhhh!" she screamed.
Her climax went on and on, a whole series of mini-orgasms ripping through her fever-hot pussy. Paula almost blacked out with the pleasure. At last she rolled onto her back, switched off the vibrator, and gasped for breath. She'd never felt so thoroughly satisfied. She sighed blissfully.
"That settles it," she sighed, "I've got to get fucked!"
Getting laid at Northgate School was going to be a problem, though. It was a strict and puritanical school, where contact between boys and girls was absolutely forbidden except in class. Faculty members would be fired if they dated each other. Sex was a dirty word to the stern headmaster of the school, Roger VanDiver.
But Paula had had a lifetime of sexual repression, and she was sick of it. Why not start a revolution at Northgate School? It would be wild to get the whole student body and faculty turned on to sex. She giggled wickedly as she thought about it. It would really blow Van- Diver's mind. Starting Monday, she'd put her naughty plan into action. Meanwhile there was the weekend to get through, and Paula had a plan for that, too. In the opposite wing of her apartment complex, in the unit facing hers, there lived an attractive man, perhaps in his late thirties, who needed some action. Paula had been spying on him for some time now. She'd checked the mailbox and found that his name was Sidney Grover.
Sidney got home from work before his wife did, and he always got out some girlie magazines from a secret stash and jacked off while reading them. Then his wife would arrive and they'd fight. Of if they didn't fight right away, Sidney would come on to her after dinner, and she'd turn him down, and then they'd fight. Sidney obviously wasn't getting any, and Paula felt very sympathetic.
She didn't believe in getting it on with married men, but she had a plan to give both herself and Sidney some fun. She peeked out the drapes and saw that he was doing his usual thing. His wife was out somewhere, and he was reading his magazines and rubbing the growing bulge in his pants. Before long he'd haul out his cock and start pumping it. Paula had always averted her eyes at that point, but not today. Standing naked behind the drapes, she reached for the phone and dialed his number.
He didn't look too pleased when the phone rang. "Yeah?" he barked.
"Sidney," Paula said in a sensuous husky voice, "I'd like to fuck your socks off."
His expression changed fast. "W-who is this?" he cried.
"A neighbor," Paula purred. "I can see you, Sid. I know your cock's hard. Nice and hard. Mmmmmm, I wish I could touch it."
"Uh, why don't you come over and visit, neighbor? You could touch my cock all you want."
"Oh, I couldn't do that," Paula said, "my husband's due home any second now and he's terribly jealous and terribly mean. But we can get each other off just by talking, Sid."
"We can?" he croaked.
"Yes," she drawled, "I'm rubbing my pussy right now and pretending it's your hand. Ooooo, it feels so good. Now take out your cock and pump it, Sid, and pretend it's me that's pumping it. Got it?"
"Got it," he groaned.
Clutching the phone, he used his free hand to unzip his pants and lift his lust-engorged boner out into the light. Paula almost moaned aloud when she saw it. She'd been too embarrassed to look before, but now she feasted her eyes on that thick blue-veined column of meat. He fisted his stiff prick and started pumping it in hot excitement.
"Jesus, yeah," he panted. "What's your name, baby? What am I doing to you now?"
"My name's Darlene," she lied, "and you're slipping your fingers up my nice hot, juicy pussy. Mmmm, Sid, you devil. I just have to pump your cock faster, harder."
She watched through her peephole and saw his hand picking up the pace. Her pussy was dripping by now as she eased her stiff middle finger into her cunt and started jerking it to his rhythm. What she was doing was outrageous, insane-and she loved it! She was panting when she spoke again.
"Is it good, honey?" she cooed.
"Shit, yeah," he groaned, "keep talking to me, Darlene, tell me how you feel."
"Ohhhh, I'm getting so excited, Sid," Paula said, her voice now genuinely hoarse with lust. "Your finger's going up and down inside me, and I feel so hot. I think I'm gonna come."
"Oh, Christ, so am I," he rasped. "Jesus, baby, I'd like to cram my prick in your hot little cunt hole."
"Ooooo, Sid, I wish you could," Paula moaned. "I'm gonna pretend your big hard cock is in me, fucking me real hard. Ohhhhh, shit, yessss, ohhhhh! Sid, I'm coming, uunnnggghhhh!"
Her body shuddered as a violent climax suddenly shook her. "Awwwww, fuckin' Christ," Sidney bellowed, "awwwwwww!"
Dizzily Paula watched him shoot thick blasts of come all over the window, while she blissfully finger-fucked herself through her climax.
"That was lovely, Sid. I'll be calling you again," she said huskily.
She hung up with a big grin. She'd made Sidney's day, and she hadn't done so badly for herself, either. She could see that seducing men was going to be a fantastic adventure. But she was learning something else, too. One climax didn't seem to be enough for her. The more she came, the more she wanted. She headed for her bedroom and the dildo.
As she slid the thick rubber slab into her cream-soaked pussy hole she gurgled with anticipation. She had nothing eke to do on this long Saturday evening so why not glut herself on pleasure? Why not use the dildo in every way she could think of? On Monday she could start looking for a man.
"Mmmmm, shit nice," she gurgled, working the fake cock in her horny little pussy.
She knew now that she'd stored up her lust far too long. Her sex drive wasn't normal any more. It was red-hot. It was going to take a whole lot of fucking to satisfy the needs that had been building up all her life. The sooner she got started, the better. And in the meantime she had her brand-new toy to keep her happy.
"Oooooo, God, oooo, whaahhhhhh!' she wailed.
The lusty young librarian sailed off into ecstasy, the thick fuck-tool buzzing hard in her famished pussy. She was sick of being a spinster, sick of being a virgin. Above all, she was sick of her parents' gloomy puritanical attitudes.
CHAPTER TWO
On Monday morning, when she walked into the library, no one would have guessed that Miss Porter had spent the weekend masturbating like a fiend. She was her usual self, cool and poised and prim-looking. Her dark hair was pulled back in a neat bun, and her voluptuous body was disguised by a mannish, boxy wool suit.
But there was a different Paula in there this morning, a hot-blooded young woman seething for action. After a lot of thinking, she'd decided who'd be her first lover, which male she'd seduce first. And he was right there waiting for her, behind the main desk.
"Good morning, Scott," she said demurely.
"Good morning, Paula," replied Scott Marshall, the head librarian of Northgate School. "Did you do any interesting reading over the weekend?"
Paula described a book she'd read some time ago, on the botany of the Amazon, but she could hardly keep from grinning. Little did Scott Marshall know what was really on her mind! She just hoped he wasn't too far gone to appreciate it. Even though he was the first adult male she'd ever spent any time with, she could tell he was a prude and a wimp.
No, Scott Marshall wasn't very good seduction material, but she had to work with what was available. He was the only grown-up male she knew. He was in his early thirties, lanky, blond, and wore rimless glasses. His manner was prism and mousy. He didn't take any shit from the students if they made disturbances in the library, but on the other hand, he didn't seem to know what girls were for. He never, ever talked about sex.
"Scott," Paula said, "since we're going to be working closely together, perhaps we ought to get to know each other better. Would you like to come to tea at my apartment this afternoon?"
"Why, thank you, Paula," he said, getting just the slightest bit flushed, "that's a good idea. We could discuss next spring's book acquisitions."
"Fine," she smiled, "I'll expect you around five."
Paula hurried home as soon as school was out, leaving Scott to close up the library. She showered, dabbed on a seductive perfume and put on a low-cut lounging dress that showed the deep cleavage of her gorgeous big tits.
She inspected herself in the mirror with approval. With her hair down, pretty clothes, and her fantastic figure no longer hidden, she was very attractive. She didn't look anything like the grim spinster of the library. She mixed a pitcher of martinis and put it in the fridge. She paced the living room impatiently, getting hornier by the second as she waited for Scott to show up.
He was right on time, but when Paula opened the door, he just stood there and stared at her. He had to be wondering if he'd gotten the right apartment. His eyes traveled up and down Paula's tall big-titted body, resting briefly on her cleavage, then up to her face.
"Well, Scott," she laughed, "aren't you going to say hello?"
He blushed. "My goodness, Paula," he exclaimed, "You look so, uh, nice, I hardly recognized you.' "Thanks," she grinned, "come on in. I can make you some tea, but I have martinis ready. I'm going to have one. Care to join me?"
"I don't usually drink," he said, "but as long as you're having one, all right."
Paula brought the drinks and sat close beside him on the couch, so close that their knees brushed. Scott seemed fascinated with her tits. He kept sneaking looks and blushing. The martini got to him very fast, too, just as Paula had planned. Maybe her seduction of the mousy head librarian wasn't going to be so difficult after all.
"You're a very attractive man, Scott," she purred, trailing her fingers up his leg. "Why haven't you married?"
He got very embarrassed. "I just never was much of a success with girls," he admitted. "I'm too shy to ask them out. And if you don't date, you can hardly get married."
"Why, Scott," she cooed, "I'd love to date you. In fact I can hardly keep my hands off you."
He gawked at her, practically spilling what , was left of his martini. She took the glass away from him, set it on the coffee table, and snaked her arms around his neck. She kissed him, wriggling her hot little tongue into his mouth. He shivered violently, but he didn't make a sound or try to pull back. She explored his mouth with her naughty tongue.
It was her first kiss, and she wondered if it was his. She was getting excited out of her mind as she pressed her tits against his chest and gave him that long steamy tongue-kiss. Finally she drew back so they could catch their breath. His glasses were steamed over. Paula carefully removed them and set them aside. He was really pretty cute without his glasses.
When she finally drew away she looked down at the fly of his neat suit pants and saw a nice big bulge there. She breathed a sigh of relief, positive now that the shy head librarian liked girls. He seemed to like them a whole lot.
She rubbed her fingers quickly over the hot bulge in his pants and murmured, "Mmmmmm, look what I did to you, Scott."
The head librarian turned scarlet. "I have to apologize, Paula," he said hoarsely. "I seem to have lost control of myself."
"Why, Scott, you don't have to apologize," she smiled. "I'm very flattered. Like I said, I'm so attracted to you."
As she spoke, she took his hands and set them on her thrusting tits. His hands were hot and sweaty, and she could feel the heat through her dress. She squeezed his hands, forcing him to press her throbbing tits. He gave a low groan. She let go of his hands and, just as she'd hoped, they stayed where she'd put them. Shyly but eagerly he explored her big ripe breasts.
"Oh, Scott, that feels so exciting," she gurgled, slumping back submissively against the couch.
"We shouldn't be doing this," he groaned. "We'd be fired if anybody caught us. You know the rules at Northgate-no dating."
"We're not dating, Scott," Paula said with a wicked grin, "we're just getting acquainted."
He still looked a little nervous, but he obviously didn't want to quit. His face was flushed and his breathing was loud and harsh as he squeezed her swollen tits through her thin dress. Paula was loving every second of it. She hadn't realized just how sensitive and sexy-feeling her tits would feel under a man's touch. She reached around for the zipper of her dress.
It would feel even more exciting to have his hands on her naked tits. She pulled the zipper open and tugged her dress down to her waist. She wasn't wearing a bra and her gorgeous melon-shaped tits bounced free of their confinement, firm and thrusting, the big pink nipples erect. Scott's eyes got huge and his breathing got even louder.
"Go ahead, Scott, touch them," Paula said hoarsely. "I want you to play with my tits."
She watched the bulge in his pants get even larger, but then her attention was distracted as his hot hands closed over her naked tits. She gasped with the first electric contract. He began to squeeze and mold her sensitive tits, and she leaned back and gurgled with excitement, her nipples poking and throbbing against his palms.
"Ohhhh, God, yesss," she breathed.
Scott looked like he was about to come in his pants. Paula knew the feeling. She was sure she could get off just by rubbing her thighs together, she was so turned on. Her panties were soaked with her uncontrollably gushing cream, and her pussy was on fire. For some time now she'd secretly looked forward to getting it on with a man, but she'd had no idea it was going to be this thrilling.
Scott was squeezing big fistfuls of hot silky-skinned tit, his eyes glowing with arousal. Then he got even bolder. He leaned down close, till his hot breath was tickling her tits, and he stuck out his tongue and lashed it over her tender nipples, darting from one to the other. Paula whimpered and creamed like crazy. His wet tongue felt so damned good on her supersensitive nipples!
"Ohhhh, yes, Scott, yessss," she panted.
He caught her right nipple between his lips and sucked it into the steam heat of his mouth. Paula almost flew off the couch. She whimpered in feverish arousal as he sucked her throbbing nipple. He repeated the delicious sucking on her left nipple, leaving her trembling with lust. She reached out and started undressing him.
She'd seen naked males in films and pictures, but it was time to be right next to one, to touch him and taste him. Scott watched helplessly as she got rid of his jacket and shirt and tie and t-shirt. She wished he wasn't dressed so formally, but of course he had to be, for work. It took a long time to strip him to the waist.
"Paula, wait," he said hoarsely. "We'd better think very carefully before we go any farther. You know this could mean our jobs."
Paula was starting to feel impatient with his hesitation. "Scott," she said, "there's no way anybody can see into this apartment. The only way anybody could find out what we're doing is if one of us told. I'm certainly not going to tell anybody a thing. Are you?"
He shook his head, and she hurriedly opened his pants. He seemed to have endless layers of clothing. Paula seized both shorts and pants by the waistband and tugged them down to his knees. Then she stopped and stared. At last, at the age of twenty-five, she was looking at a real-live cock.
Scott's prick was so engorged, it hugged his belly, and it looked long and fat and menacing. It bulged with blue veins, and it drooled thick cream. Paula gave a little whimper of lust and reached for it.
"Oh, Jesus," Scott gasped.
Her hot little fingers curled around his cock. She was creaming in helpless spurts as she touched a cock for the very first time. She ran her fingers up and down the thick pole, feeling its radiating heat and horny throbbing. Scott was panting now, unable to control his excitement.
"Oh, God, Paula, if you don't stop that, I'm going to come," he warned her.
"Then let me make you come good," she smiled. "Tell me what you'd like me to do."
"Really?" he said eagerly. "Then just keep pumping it, only faster and harder. Gosh, Paula, that would be wonderful."
Paula agreed. It would indeed be wonderful to jack him off. She firmed her grip on his stiff-standing boner and began to run her hot fist swiftly up and down the blue-veined column of meat. Now it was Scott's turn to sink back submissively. He gave a blissful sigh, and his handsome face twisted into a lusty grimace as she worked him swiftly toward climax.
"Yes," he panted, "that's wonderful, don't stop."
His cock felt so exciting to her touch, smooth and taut, with a molten core, throbbing like crazy against her fingers. She ran her fist right up to the purple head and smeared her fingers with his oozing cream. She rubbed the slick juice up and down his prick and watched more pearly liquid bubbling out of his piss hole. He was getting red-faced with arousal.
"God, I'm almost there," he groaned.
So far she was doing great. She had him practically naked, and she was jacking him off. That wasn't bad for the first half hour of his visit. She worked her hot fist faster and faster over his wildly pulsating prick, and his head lolled back limply. His eyes rolled crazily, then closed, and he gave a sustained hoarse moan as he reached the brink of orgasm.
"Faster," he groaned, "harder, please."
Paula gave him what he wanted, her fist jerking his cock with lightning speed. She was creaming like mad as she waited for his prick to explode in her fingers. She didn't wait long. Just a few more swift pumps, and he was off. Suddenly his cock lurched violently in her fist, and thick globs of cream jetted from his piss hole.
"Awwww, Christ, whaaahhhhh!" he yelled.
On some wild impulse, Paula leaned down and opened her mouth, catching his spurting jizz on her tongue. She liked the hot salty flavor, and she drew closer, making sure that every drop of his delicious come hit her open mouth. As he sank back, sighing with satisfaction, she gobbled his load and licked her lips to get every bit of it.
Scott was blushing as he opened his eyes, which didn't surprise Paula. After all, he'd had an upbringing much like hers. He'd been told over and over again that sex was dirty and evil, so of course he was going to be embarrassed if he actually did it. Paula took advantage of his confusion to pull his pants and shorts off, along with his shoes, leaving him naked. He blushed even harder when she did that.
"Paula, I don't know what came over me," he said.
"I do," she grinned. "You were horny. So am I. I got you off, so how about getting me off now? That's only fair, isn't it?"
"Oh, of course, Paula," he said, blushing even harder. "But I'm not sure how to do it."
"Scott," she purred, "I'd be delighted to show you."
She stood up and dropped her dress, leaving herself in her tiny bikini panties. Stepping out of the puddled dress, she grasped the panties and eased down over her shapely little ass and glossy dark bush. Scott's eyes focused feverishly on her bush. Smiling, she returned to the couch.
"Here's what I want you to do, Scott," she said, taking his hand.
She opened her thighs wide, and he gawked at her soaked pink slit and its curly fringe of dark hairs. She took his thick middle finger and popped the tip of it into her cunt, about an inch deep. She held it there and let him feel the burning juicy interior of her twat. His nostrils flared, and he began to breathe heavily and harshly again.
"Get me off with your finger, Scott," she said hoarsely, "use it in me like a cock. Is that clear enough?"
"That's very clear, Paula," he said hoarsely, his eyes glinting with lust. She let go of his hand, and he slid his stiff middle finger into her seething pussy hole. "Ooooo, yessss," she moaned, "give me all of it, honey, go all the way into me."
Scott was panting as he crammed her tiny virgin cunt with his finger, pushing in clear to the last knuckle. Paula loved that hard presence in her cunt, and she drenched his finger with molten floods of cream. Then he began to move his finger in and out of her pussy and she whimpered with delight.
"Unnnhhh, Scott, I love that," she panted, "please keep doing it to me."
"Yes, Paula," he said eagerly, "I'll make you come."
She let her head loll back, and she closed her eyes, blotting out everything but the fantastic sensations she was getting from his deeply plowing finger. If this was anything like fucking, she could hardly wait to try it. Of course his finger was a lot smaller than his cock and that was why she wanted him to finger-fuck her first. She didn't think her virgin cunt was ready for that monstrous prick of his.
She kept her thighs widely and eagerly parted, letting him ream her smoking depths. Each deep thrust of his stiff finger gave her a delicious rush of sensation and made her cream helplessly. The molten liquid spurted out around his pumping finger and trickled down her ass crack.
"Unnnnhhhh, yessss, do it to me, Scott, it's so damned good," she moaned.
Swearing was also prohibited at Northgate school, as was sex and anything suggesting nudity, so the shit really would have hit the fan if anyone had walked in on them right now. There were the head librarian and his new assistant, buck naked, he working his finger in her cunt. It was totally scandalous!
It was so scandalous, in fact, that Scott Marshall would never have done it-if he hadn't been so horny. But, like Paula, he was starved for some release. His stored-up lust had to be satisfied. She suspected that the shy, lonely librarian beat off just as much as she did. But that solitary relief wouldn't be necessary any more now that they had each other. It was great to know that she'd found a man to take care of her lusts.
At least she thought she had. So far things were going great. Scott was eagerly pumping his stiff finger in her famished cunt and working her steadily toward climax. It was much more thrilling than playing with herself and she suspected it would be a lot more satisfying, too.
She gurgled with ecstasy as she hovered on the very brink of coming.
"Scott, honey, do it real fast now," she moaned, "I'm just about to come."
"Right," he panted.
He pumped his finger fast and hard in her cunt and felt his prick swelling almost painfully. The inside of her pussy was so hot and juicy, he couldn't help thinking how fantastic it would feel around his cock. He pretended he was fucking her, and his prick mushroomed to its full hardness. Then he felt her cunt clamp violently around his finger.
"Ohhhhh, God," she sobbed, "that's it, I'm coming!"
Her big-titted body shuddered powerfully and her cunt went into spasms around his deeply buried finger, squeezing it and soaking it with her spurting molten come. Paula gurgled in ecstasy as she came and Scott made it even better by keeping up the stiff jerking of his finger. She climaxed for a full minute before slumping back with a sight of contentment.
"Thank you, Scott," she said, "I needed that so much."
"I loved doing it, Paula," he said.
She opened her eyes and looked at him. His eyes were lusty again, hot and glazed. Her gaze traveled down his body, and she saw that he had another massive hard-on. As she studied it, thick globs of cream oozed up from his piss hole.
"Scott," she said hoarsely, "I just have to go down on you."
He gasped with surprise, but that was all he had time to do before she'd slid off the couch and wriggled her way between his legs. She grabbed for his rigid prick, fisting the thick base and holding it steady. He groaned with excitement when her hot moist breath fanned the sensitive head of his prick. Then her little pink tongue shot out.
"Jesus, yes," he gasped.
Paula wickedly ran her stiff tongue tip around and around the fat head of his cock, coating it with her hot saliva. Scott leaned back and watched her almost unbelievingly. There was such a change in her since this afternoon. The prim and distant spinster librarian was gone, replaced by a hot-blooded cock-hungry beauty.
"Mmmmmm," she gurgled, "I love the taste of your cock, Scott. I can't get enough of it."
Scott couldn't say anything. He knew nothing would come out but a horny growl. He just slumped there and panted as she swirled her tongue around and around his swollen cock head. Then she firmed her grip on his shaft and started easing the head of his cock into her mouth. She took in half his cock. Drawing in her cheeks, she began to suck.
"Shit, yes," he groaned, "suck my cock, Paula, eat my come."
Paula gurgled her eagerness and sucked greedily on his wildly pulsating prick. She suctioned the delicious cream from his piss hole and gulped it down like nectar. She knew she could never get enough cock juice not in a whole lifetime of cock-sucking. Scott groaned in bliss as she sucked him quickly toward another body-ripping orgasm.
"Ohhhhh, Christ, that's good," he cried.
Paula was delighted to be doing so well with her very first blow-job, but then she'd studied that X-rated movie very carefully. There'd been a whole lot of oral sex in that one, kinky things she was dying to try. But it was best to start with the basics, she thought. She'd suck Scott off, and then they'd fuck.
She shivered with anticipation as she imagined taking his huge throbbing prick into her virgin cunt. Her hot excitement made her suck his cockmeat faster and harder and he yelped with pleasure and fed her even more of his thick delicious cream. His prick was throbbing so hard, she thought it would explode.
And in just another second, it did. Scott stiffened, groaning hoarsely, and then began to fuck her mouth like crazy, jabbing his rigid cock back and forth over her slippery tongue and almost cramming it into her throat. She felt the first spurt of jizz on her tongue, and then she had a whole mouthful of it. She moaned in delight as she gobbled the steaming stuff.
"Awwwww, eat my come, awwwww!" Scott yelped.
Paula's pussy boiled with need as she gulped load after load of the shy head librarian's tasty jism. She figured the introductions were over and that they knew each other well enough now to go on to serious fucking. More than anything in the world she wanted to get rid of her virginity and find out what fucking was all about.
Scott sank back with a sigh of bliss, his wet cock slipping from her lips. Paula grinned at him and said, "Scott, how would you like to fuck me?"
"I'm dreaming," he said.
CHAPTER THREE
"No, Scott, you're not dreaming," Paula said, "and maybe this will prove it." She leaned forward and sucked his cock back into her molten, greedy mouth. He gave a happy groan as she started sucking.
Her mouth felt real, all right, but it was still difficult for him to believe what was happening. It was like one of his more elaborate jack-off fantasies. He'd come to have tea with his new assistant and she'd turned into a nymphomaniac, jacking him off, letting him finger-fuck her, going down on him, and then begging him to fuck her. No, it wasn't an everyday occurence.
In fact nothing like it had ever happened to the shy head librarian. As he'd told Paula, he wasn't much of a success with girls. The pretty ones turned him down and the others didn't attract him, so he just went without. The only time he got fucked was when he'd saved enough money for a hooker, which was a couple of times a year.
Of course he could have been fired from Northgate School for going to hookers, too, but a man had to do something. It kind of pissed him off, the headmaster's attitude that only married couples were supposed to have sex. That left all the students and a lot of the faculty out in the cold. But Scott Marshall wasn't feeling cold right now!"
"Awwww, yes, Paula, that's fantastic," he groaned.
He watched her dark head bobbing up and down, her red-glossed lips zipping over the spit-soaked column of his cock. He felt her powerful sucking and his excited prick responded, going long and stiff and thick, forcing her lips wide apart.
Then she drew back, letting his wet cock snap free of her lips. It hit his belly with an obscene splat, then wagged wickedly before her fever-hot eyes. She watched it and licked her lips. Paula's big moment had come. She was going to lose her cherry at last!
"Please, Scott, fuck me," she moaned, "I have to know what it's like."
"You've never done it before?" he cried. "A beautiful girl like you?"
"I've led a very sheltered life," she said dryly. "Please?"
"But Paula, of course I will," he exclaimed.
"Great," she cried, jumping to her feet and grabbing his hand, "let's go to my bedroom."
Again Scott got that unreal feeling as he allowed her to lead him down the short hall to her bed. Could this really be happening? She hurried him right over to the double bed and almost pulled him onto it.
Paula's pussy was burning with need and she felt like she had to come or go crazy. As usual, one orgasm had only whetted her appetite for more. She rolled onto her back and bent her knees and opened her legs wide, showing Scott the cream-flooded flesh of her pussy. She held out her arms to him, greedily eying his wagging stiff cock. With a snort of lust he threw himself onto her.
"Ohhhhh, my God," she gasped.
"Sorry," he panted, "I forgot you're a virgin. I'll try to be more gentle."
In his hot horniness, he'd roughly jabbed the thick head of his cock into her untried cuntal opening, bruising the delicate flesh. Now he slowed down and began very slowly but steadily easing his big hard-on into her slick but tiny cunt. She relaxed, clinging to him and shivered as he went deeper and deeper into her.
"Ohhhh, Scott, yesssss," she breathed, "that's good."
She got more excited, the deeper his cock went into her untried pussy tunnel. It was almost scary, it was too big, but his slow advance gave her time to adjust. She began to cream with excitement, and that made his penetration easier. She loved feeling his big throbbing cock filling her up.
Panting, he pushed into her till he touched her womb, then paused, letting her get used to the sensation. Paula lay there and gurgled wickedly, wishing her puritanical parents could see her now.
"Fuck me, Scott," she panted into his ear, "fuck me for a long, long time."
Scott liked that assignment very much. He slid his hands under her ass and cupped the firm hot globes, then began to piston his stiff cock slowly and sensuously in her tight little pussy. Hers was the tightest cunt he'd ever been into and he was enjoying hell out of it. To his delight, Paula was enjoying it, too, her virgin nervousness forgotten.
She clung to him and started moving her hips to his rhythm, letting her lusty instincts guide her. Her creaming started again, the thick molten juice soaking his prick and making his way slick and easy. He slid his throbbing cock into her smoldering depths and she whimpered and creamed and shivered.
"Oooooo, yessss, I love it," she moaned, "I really love it, Scott."
"Great," he chuckled, "I kind of like it myself."
Paula laughed, too. She was so glad she'd chosen Scott to take her cherry. He was gentle when she needed him to be, but he was also a tiger. They were a lot alike, shy inexperienced people who were secretly hot-blooded and horny.
"Ooooo, God, that feels good," she cried.
She kept on doing it, pressing her supersensitive clit against his jerking cock, getting hot buzzes of pleasure. In addition to that delicious stimulus, she got another blast of pleasure each time his prick lunged to her depths. She hadn't dreamed fucking was going to be this much fun. She didn't think she'd ever get enough of it.
"Yes, fuck it to me, fuck it to meeeee," she wailed.
Her excitement was catching. Scott gave a snort of lust and started fucking her faster, harder. By now she was ready for it. Her greedy pussy expanded enough to take his thick cock without pain and it was slippery with her nonstop creaming. His prick shaft rubbed faster over her throbbing clit and she wailed with delight.
"Oh, God, yesssss," she panted, "fuck me faster now, Scott, I love it."
Scott knew she wasn't just shitting him, because she was soaking his cock with molten cream, a sign of arousal no woman could fake. She was clinging hard to him, rubbing her mound against him, jerking her hips to his tempo. The repressed librarian was losing all her inhibitions and just going with her natural lusty instincts.
Paula had worried that after a lifetime without sex or men, she might not even know how to fuck, but it was coming to her naturally. Her lust-fevered body knew just what to do, and she let it carry her away, turning off her mind. Growling, moaning, panting, she fucked as hard at Scott as he did at her.
The pleasure built and built in her pussy till she felt ready to explode. She'd never known such wild excitement before. This was a whole new dimension of horniness for the sex-starved young woman. Again Scott caught her excitement, and they fucked at each other even faster, till the bed was creaking and bouncing.
The room echoed with their moans and yelps of pleasure, and their bodies slapped loudly together. They were going at each other like rutting animals, Paula realized. It was quite a change for two repressed people. The students wouldn't have recognized their librarians now.
"Fuck it to me, fuck my brains out," Paula moaned.
"Ahhhh, Jesus, it's good," Scott yelped.
He was fucking her very hard now, making her body shudder with the impact, but she could take it. He'd carefully brought her along till she was ready for anything he had to give her. Sensing that she was almost over the top, he went into high gear, fucking her with all his speed and strength. Her hoarse wail of ecstasy told him that he'd judged correctly.
"That's it, you big bastard, fuck the shit out of me," she screamed.
Paula hardly recognized herself. She was becoming a wanton, lewd shut, yelling out her most secret sexual desires. But it clearly wasn't bothering Scott. He had a big lusty grin on his face as he hammered his rock-hard cock in her juice-flooded pussy. That rapid deep hammering was bringing her swiftly to the brink of climax.
"Unnnhhhh, just a little more, Scott, I'm almost there," she whimpered.
"I'll fuck you all night if you want," he growled.
Paula gurgled her acceptance, then closed her eyes and let his pile-driving cock take her into orbit. The violent orgasm began in the very depths of her cunt and thundered out to shake her whole body. Her pussy went into spasms, squeezing and releasing his cock meat in a hard horny rhythm.
"You're doing it to me, I'm coming!" she shrieked. "Ohhhhh, shit, am I coming!"
Scott groaned blissfully as her spasming little cunt massaged his deeply thrust cock. He fucked her through the powerful climax, the pistoning of his prick making her pleasure spasms even more intense and prolonged. She didn't know how much time passed before she finally went limp and panting, but she was delighted to feel his cock inside her, just as hard and ready as before.
"Mmmmmm, Scott, that was so nice," she sighed. "How about trying it in another position?"
"Exactly what I had in mind," he leered, rolling off her.
"You know," she laughed, "I think we're a lot alike. We put on a pretty good act, but we have very dirty minds."
"I agree," he chuckled, "but I never dreamed I'd find a girl as dirty-minded as I am."
"We both got lucky," Paula said as she moved into the "doggy" position.
She crouched there on elbows and knees, her big stiff-nippled tits just grazing the bed. Scott had never seen a more enticing sight. He snarled lustily, and his cock dripped thick globs of cream. Moving into position behind her, he grasped her hips and socked the swollen head of his prick into the fur-fringed mouth of her pussy. She shivered lustily at the electric contact.
"Yesssss," she hissed, "stick it in me, honey, give me every inch of that big hard thing."
Scott growled with insane arousal. He couldn't believe his shy and prim spinster assistant had turned into this sex-starved slut. But he loved it. He thrust his cock greedily into her, reaching her womb in one long shove. She whimpered with excitement and soaked his meat with sizzling pussy juice.
He didn't have to be slow or gentle this time. He didn't want it and neither did she. Even before he pulled back for his second stroke, her hips were wriggling impatiently, indicating the hot tempo she craved. He gave it to her. He fucked into her hard and hungrily, and she responded with squeals of delight.
"Oooooo, yes, really give it to me, Scott, fuck my brains out, honey," she cried.
Again it was hard for Paula to recognize herself as the sour-faced puritanical spinster she'd been for so many years. Her folks had been so wrong. Sex wasn't evil or dirty. It was the best thing a man and a woman could do for each other.
She just wished she hadn't wasted so many years fearing sex and men. She had to have been the oldest virgin in the world. But she'd make up for all those lonely, horny times, starting right now. She intended to go on fucking till she dropped. Scott seemed to have the same idea.
He was pumping away tirelessly, like some machine, and panting with bliss as he sheathed his cock again and again in the juicy heat of her pussy hole. Each hungry lunge of his rock-hard prick gave Paula a hot blast of pleasure that made her moan and cream. This was even more fun than using her dildo, although a few days ago she would have found that hard to believe.
"Unnnhhhh, God, it's so damned good," she moaned.
"It sure the hell is," Scott sighed.
He hadn't realized the fucking could be this great. Oh, he'd enjoyed the hookers he'd been with. They'd been attractive girls and very skilled at kinky fucking. But one essential ingredient was lacking with them-response. They pretended to enjoy his fucking, but it was obvious that they were just going through the motions. With Paula it was different.
Paula obviously adored the stiff pistoning of his cock in her famished little pussy and she wasn't shy about letting him know it. Each time he thrust into her, she let out a groan of delight and soaked his cock meat with sizzling juice. His cock was drenched with the thick hot fluid. Her hips jerked to his rhythm, and she was clawing the bed in hot abandonment.
Scott would far rather have been fucking her than any cold-blooded hooker. She'd started off a little clumsily, because it was only her first fuck, but what she lacked in skill she made up so for in enthusiasm.
Now he felt her molten-hot fuck tunnel begin to tighten steadily around his hammering cock as she moved toward another orgasm. It made the mousy head librarian feel very macho to bring this beautiful woman off again and again. He hoped he could keep going till she begged for mercy. He didn't feel mousy now as his deep-lunging prick made Paula howl with pleasure.
"Ohhhhh, God, I'm gonna come again," she whimpered. "Fuck me really hard now, honey, as hard as you can."
"I'd be delighted, Miss Porter," Scott leered.
He firmed his grasp on her lustily writhing hips and fucked into her like a pile driver. Her body shuddered with the impact of his hard-hammering cock. But she loved it. She grabbed fistfuls of bedspread to keep from being knocked forward and she threw back her head and wailed. No way in the world could she avoid coming, even if she'd wanted to.
She felt herself sailing higher and higher and she closed her eyes tightly to concentrate just on the wild sensations she was getting from Scott's jack-hammering cock. She greedily tightened her little pussy around his steel-stiff cock, and in seconds the red-hot friction took her into orbit, a violent orgasm welling up from the smoking depths of her cunt and shaking her whole body.
"Unnhhhh, God, I'm coming, unnggghhh!" she gasped.
Once more her cunt went into delicious spasm around his meat, and Scott groaned and almost came. He struggled to hold out, though, because he wasn't ready yet. He wanted to have a lot more fun with his hot-blooded young woman assistant. He wanted to be sure she never forgot her very first sexual experience-or the man who gave it to her.
"Ooooo, shit, I'm coming so good!" Paula gurgled.
Scott watched her body shudder with successive spasms of pleasure, watched her heavy ripe tits swinging from side to side, the pink nipples stiff with arousal. He felt the sizzling surge of her come-juices around his deeply buried cock. He'd never felt that surge with any hooker.
"Mmmmmm, Scott, you're spoiling me," she laughed as she slumped off the hard impalement of his prick.
"I want to go on spoiling you," he grinned. "How about sitting on it this time?"
Paula turned and saw him stretching out on his back. His cock stood up rigidly, aimed at the ceiling and dripping thick globs of cream. Gurgling with anticipation, she crawled over and straddled him, poising the wet mouth of her cunt over the fat purple head of his cock. He snarled lustily and grabbed her by the waist.
"Unnnnhhhhh," Paula gasped as he plowed into her.
It was hard to believe that this lustily snorting stiff-cocked guy was her boss. The meek and shy head librarian had been replaced by a real tiger. Scott shoved his wildly throbbing prick right to her womb in one greedy thrust, then started fucking her hard and hungrily. Her cunt was deliriously reamed and probed by his thick meat.
"Oh, yes, baby, fuck me good and hard," she moaned. "Do it to me as hard as you want, I can take it."
She watched his face flush and contort with lust as he hammered his cock meat inside her scorching juicy pussy hole. Each rough deep thrust was ecstasy for both of them. Paula threw back her head and closed her eyes, letting his jackhammering cock give her blast after blast of pleasure. She couldn't imagine how she'd gone all those years without this delicious release for her lusts. One thing was for sure-she'd never go without it again. She was hooked on it after just one experience. Of course this was turning into quite a first experience, Scott fucking her endlessly, in so many different positions, bringing her off again and again. She congratulated herself once more on choosing him to take her cherry. He hadn't looked like a very promising candidate but, as it turned out, she couldn't have made a better choice.
"Unnnhhhh, Scott, fuck me forever," she moaned.
Scott just wished it was possible to do that. She was enjoying it so much and so was he. Now she had her head thrown back in utter ecstasy, her pretty features contorted with lust, her even white teeth flashing. Every time his pounding cock reached her molten depths, she groaned with pleasure and soaked his meat with helpless spurts of cream.
Scott really got off on the view. Not only could he study her every reaction to his fucking he could watch her beautiful ripe tits wobbling and swinging with the impact. Most exciting of all, he could watch his own thick cock plowing up and down between her widely stretched pussy lips and forcing out her thick pearly cuntal juices.
Yes, it would have been fantastic to go on fucking her for hours, but his need to come was getting more urgent by the second. He'd been fucking her a long time and her clinging velvety cunt was arousing him out of his mind. Snarling with excitement, he fucked into her faster and faster, making her body shudder and her big tits bounce.
"Unnnnhhhh, yessss, you big bastard, fuck , it to me hard, as hard as you can," Paula gurgled.
He was fucking her with lightning speed now, and she rode his cock like it was a bucking bronco. She felt so thoroughly and deliciously fucked, yet she sensed that she'd still want more when this was over. Well, no problem-she'd managed to pick out a lover who was every bit as sex-starved as she was.
It was just a good thing the students and faculty couldn't see them now, fucking each other like howling, rutting animals. It was especially good that the headmaster of North-gate school, Roger VanDiver, couldn't see them, because he'd have shit himself. Yet Paula wickedly wished that somehow old VanDiver could have walked into the room at that moment and seen his two most trusted employees violating every school rule.
Nudity, profanity, sex-it was all there in one neat package as Paul and Scott fucked each other's brains out. They'd forgotten VanDiver and his Victorian rule book, they'd forgotten that they were rising their careers. All that mattered was the incredible pleasure and excitement they were giving each other.
Now Scott was spinning out of control, fucking Paula with all his speed and strength, and she was bouncing up and down the rigid shaft of his cock and wailing in ecstasy, just about to come. She bounced high and flew right off his cream-slick cock. Then she came down again, only this time his steely rod didn't slam into her cunt.
"Ohhhhh, my God," Paula gasped.
"Jesus, it's tight," Scott yelped.
She didn't have time to tell him or time to react. All of a sudden she was being fucked in the ass! Scott wasn't aware of the switch and he just went right on happily hammering his cock into her.
"Honey," she giggled, "you're fucking my ass."
"I'm what?" he gasped, turning beet red.
"But don't stop," Paula went on with a wicked grin, "I think I like it. Mmmmmm, in fact I love it."
She really did. Her little shitter was just as sexy-feeling as her cunt and the friction was even greater. She closed her eyes once more and gurgled ecstatically as Scott's thick cock reamed deep in her steaming asshole. She continued sailing toward orgasm, much to her surprise. She hadn't known a person could come that way. She was learning a whole lot of things this afternoon.
"Ooooooooo, baby, I'm almost there," she gurgled, "I'm gonna come so fuckin' good."
"I think I'm already coming," Scott groaned.
Not quite, but in another second he bellowed and began to fill her shitter with boiling jizz. That triggered Paula's climax. It exploded in the smoking depths of her ass and flamed out to shake her whole body. She adored that scorching flood of male come deep in her ass.
"Unnnnhhhh, Christ, I'm coming, awwww!" Scott yelled.
"Ohhhhh, God, cream me, whaaahhhh!" Paula howled.
She almost blacked out with the pleasure as Scott fucked ravenously into her tight little brownie and filled it with load after load of boiling come-juice. She'd never known a more kinky thrill than that. It had been quite an afternoon. They'd masturbated each other, she'd jacked him off, they'd fucked in every position they could think of, and, for a grand finale, he'd fucked her in the ass. So where could they go from here?
Lots of places. Paula knew the fun was just beginning for her and Scott. They were both very horny people, and they had good imaginations. Incredible as this afternoon had been, she knew it was just for openers.
CHAPTER FOUR
After the fantastic marathon fuck she'd had with Scott, Paula was astonished when she woke up the next day achingly horny. Her pussy was just as hot and swollen as in her virgin spinster days and she wished Scott was in her bed to help her out.
He wasn't, though, because they had to be very careful. If anybody even suspected they were fucking that would be the end of their careers. So Paula was forced to behave as usual when she got to work and took her place in the little cubicle beside Scott. She had to act as if they were just polite acquaintances. She had to fight the urge to grab him.
She could tell from the glances he shot at her that the feeling was mutual. He was horny for her, too, and he was having one hell of a time controlling it. Of course they'd made plans to get together after work, but that was eight hours from now, an eternity!
It was a relief when most of the students left for lunch. Scott followed Paula to the very back of their semi-open work cubicle.
"I want you so much I could scream. How are you feeling?" he whispered.
"Horny," she moaned, "so horny I could die."
"I can't wait till tonight," Scott went on. "There aren't that many kids in the library just now. Let's sneak back in the stacks for a few minutes."
"Scott, that's too risky," Paula moaned. "If somebody caught us, there'd be hell to pay."
"Nobody will," he insisted. "Look at these kids-they're absorbed in their books. They won't notice if we leave the desk."
He brushed against her and she creamed right through her panties. He was proposing an insane risk and yet she had to take it. She couldn't go all day feeling like this. She'd go crazy with frustration if she didn't get some relief for her burning lust. She glanced at the half dozen students at the big study table near the main desk. They really did seem absorbed in their studies.
"All right, Scott," she said nervously, "but only for a few minutes."
"Right," he said, "you go first, then I'll follow. I'll meet you in the math section. Nobody ever goes there."
It was a good choice because that section was so little used. Paula made her way quietly back into that dim recess of the library and in a few minutes Scott followed, pushing a loaded book cart and pretending to be busy. He left the cart and hurried to Paula and they flew into a hot embrace, kissing and pawing each other.
"This is crazy," Paula moaned, "but I just couldn't wait any longer."
"It'll be okay," Scott told her as he started unbuttoning her dress.
Unknown to them, a student was approaching. Warren Webster had finished a quick lunch and had returned to the library to cram for a biology exam. The prospect of memorizing all that material was pretty grim, however, and he'd far rather think about girls. He'd started thinking about them on his way from the cafeteria and by the time he reached the library, he had a hard-on.
Having a hard-on was nothing unusual for Warren. He seemed to have one about every five minutes. Being at Northgate School didn't help much, either. There were lots of foxy girls in his classes, but the rules didn't permit dating or even hanging out together. He could look, but he couldn't touch.
So he had to resort to his old standby, jacking off. Being an old pro when it came to jacking off, Warren had already discovered a safe place in the library for masturbating-the math section. Nobody ever went there. He'd just nip back there, treat himself to a quick jerk-off and then get back to his studies.
His cock was straining against the fly of his tight jeans as he went silently back into the depths of the stacks. Warren had been watching all the cute girls at lunch, studying their ripe wobbling tits as they moved, imagining herself fucking them one after the other. He knew he had a very naughty mind, but he just couldn't help it. He seemed to think about girls and sex constantly.
Luckily there was a quick fix for his embarrassing cock-stand. He started to reach for the zipper of his fly as he approached the math section, then hesitated. It wouldn't do to be careless. If he got caught masturbating, he'd be expelled from Northgate. He'd better be positive he was alone before he hauled out his cock. He slipped into the aisle next to the math books.
"Ohhhhh, Scott, my God," a hoarse female voice moaned.
Warren froze. Somebody was in the math aisle and it didn't sound like they were studying! He found a space between the books and peered into the next aisle, then almost yelped with surprise, his eyes going wide. He couldn't have been more stunned. There were the librarians, Mr. Marshall and Miss Porter, and they seemed to be fucking!
Miss Porter was leaning back against the stacks, her pretty face flushed, her eyes rolling helplessly as Mr. Marshall unbuttoned her dress. As Warren watched breathlessly, he opened her dress and reached inside to snap the front catch of her bra. The lacy bra halves parted with a pop, and her fantastic tits wobbled free, big and firm and melon-shaped.
Warren's cock lunged frantically against his fly, trying to tear its way free. He stared and stared at Paula's large full breasts. He'd seen a few centerfolds in his time, but none of those girls had such gorgeous tits. The prim assistant librarian put them all to shame with her swollen silky-skinned melons.
Her nipples were long rosy nubs, engorged with lust, and when Scotty gently rubbed them with his thumbs, she whimpered with excitement. He cupped her big heavy tits, hoisting and molding them, and she panted and moaned. Then he dipped his head down, stuck out his tongue, and started licking her super-sensitive nipples. She looked like she was about to come.
"Ohhhhh, Scott, ohhhhh, honey," she moaned.
Warren barely stifled a horny growl. This surprising scene wasn't helping his hard-on one bit. He felt like his lurching cock was going to explode. And he was seething with envy and longing as he watched wimpy Mr. Marshall playing with Miss Porter's incredible big tits. The guy was squeezing them, licking them, working them into swollen fullness.
So maybe Marshall wasn't such a wimp after all. He didn't look like one now. He's set his rimless glasses aside and he wasn't wearing his usual candy-ass expression. His eyes were glowing with horniness and he was going at Miss Porter's tits like a man who knows exactly what he's doing. He lathered both her erect nipples with his hot spit and left them glistening.
"Scott, you're getting me too excited," Paula whimpered, "I can't take much more."
"We have time," he said hoarsely. "The kids haven't come back from lunch yet."
That's what you think, Warren thought with a wicked grin. For the moment he forgot about his urgent cock-stand, caught up in the delightful excitement of spying. He'd never watched other people getting it on before, but it was definitely something he wanted to repeat. It was an incredible turn-on. And it was doubly exciting because of the people he was watching. He'd never have dreamed of Miss Porter and Mr. Marshall making out, especially right here in the library. Wild!
The kids joked about them all the time. They said Mr. Marshall probably wasn't interested in girls and that Miss Porter was a frigid old maid. Had they ever been wrong! Warren was seeing with his own eyes how wrong that gossip had been. Marshall was a very horny guy, and Miss Porter had hot pants.
"Ohhhh, God, ohhhh," Paula moaned as Scott began sucking her nipples.
He drew her elongated lust-engorged left nipple into his mouth and gave it a steamy sucking. Paula leaned back and clutched the shelf till her knuckles turned white. Her eyes fluttered and rolled and she licked her lips feverishly. Leaving her left nipple coated with his hot saliva, Scott sucked in the right one and gave it the same delicious treatment.
"Scott, you're driving me crazy," she whimpered.
Paula was creaming so heavily that the molten juice soaked through her panties and ran down her legs. Her pussy was achingly swollen and she was so frantically horny, she felt like she could come if she sneezed. Scott's greedy hot tit-sucking was delicious, but it was making her wild for relief. She had to get off pretty soon or go out of her mind.
She thought of a way to speed things up. While he noisily sucked her stiff throbbing nipple, she reached down and unzipped his pants. He gave a muffled moan and a horny shudder as she opened his pants and let them drop to his ankles. She tugged down his jockey shorts, easing them over his big swollen prick, and they slithered down his legs to join his pants.
She moaned as she curled her fingers around his red-hot prick and felt it straining and throbbing in her grasp. She ran her thumb over the bulbous head and felt the hot sticky cream oozing out of his piss hole. She wanted that rock-hard slab of prick meat in her cunt so badly, she could have screamed. Yet she wanted to taste his cream, too.
Well, like he said, they had time. It would be half an hour before the big crowd of students returned from lunch. Paula gingerly eased her swollen nipple out of Scott's mouth, then went to her knees in front of him. As her hot moist breath fanned his swollen cock, he sank back against the stacks and gripped the shelf.
"Woman, you're crazy," he chuckled.
"Maybe," she giggled, "but I just can't stop."
Warren was almost jumping up and down with arousal as he spied on that enticing scene. To his surprise and delight, Miss Porter had taken down Mr. Marshall's pants and shorts and started fooling with his cock. Now she'd gone to her knees in front of him and was sticking out her little pink tongue, jabbing it at the creaming head of his prick.
"Jesus, yes," Scott gasped.
Warren almost shot his load. He watched Miss Porter's wet little tongue lashing the fat purple head of Mr. Marshall's cock, and he could have bellowed with lust and envy. He ached to have a girl do that to him. He could just imagine how fantastic it would feel to have a slick greedy tongue lashing his engorged and sensitive cock head.
Marshall sure liked it. He was leaning back against the stacks, his eyes rolling crazily, face contorting with pleasure. He was getting flushed, and his breathing was loud and ragged, as Miss Porter lathered his prick with her hot spit. She licked his cock all over, coating every inch of it, then made her way back up to the head, tickling and teasing with her stiff tongue tip.
"Mmmmm, mmmmm," she murmured.
Now she was licking up his cock cream, spearing it out of his piss hole with her pointed tongue. She rolled the stuff around in her mouth, savoring the salty taste, then gobbled it up and went for more. Warren wanted to dive right through the stacks and offer his prick for a nice hot snack. He imagined himself shooting thick wads of come all over her pretty face.
But he could only imagine it, because there wasn't a chance in hell of it actually happening. Warren sighed softly, wondering if he'd ever have that kind of fun with a girl. It seemed about as likely as flying to Mars on his own power. So far his seduction career had been a total flop. Here he was almost out of high school and still a virgin. It was humiliating.
The farthest he'd gone was on his last date. He'd taken this girl, Barbara, to the movies, then for something to eat, and then home. Her folks were sound asleep, she said, and it would be safe to neck on the living room couch. They'd gotten pretty hot, but just as Warren had pushed up her skirt and was starting to pull down her panties, her dad had thundered into the room.
That was why Warren was at Northgate, the strictest school in the country, where there was no chance of him getting close to a girl. His father had given him a big lecture about keeping it in his pants, cooling it, conquering his animal instincts, and so on. Northgate would be his home till he graduated, since he couldn't seem to keep his hands off girls.
As far as Warren was concerned, Northgate sucked, but he didn't have much choice about staying there. He'd just resigned himself to doing a lot of fantasizing and a lot of jacking off. He'd never dreamed he'd run into anything as juicy and delightful as catching two faculty members in the act. He could barely contain his glee as he spied on Scott and Paula.
"Ohhhh, Christ, yes," Scott was moaning, "suck it."
Again Warren nearly came in his pants. Now Miss Porter was easing Mr. Marshall's rigid cock info her mouth, between her widely stretched lips and over her juicy hot tongue. She stuffed about half his prick inside, firmed her lips around it, and drew in her cheeks. She sucked noisily, a lewd slurping sound that drove Warren wild.
He would have given his left nut just then to change places with Marshall. He wanted to sink his engorged cock into a woman's velvety steaming mouth and get gloriously sucked off. He shivered and rubbed his bulging fly as he watched Paula's red-glossed lips zipping up and down the blue-veined shaft of Scott's stiff cock.
He couldn't stand the sexual tension a second longer. He had to get some relief. He unzipped his jeans as quietly as he could, glad that Paula's noisy sucking and Scott's steady hoarse moaning masked the sound. He hauled out his steel-stiff prick, wrapped his fist around it, and started pumping. Just in case of surprises, he fished in his back pocket and got his hanky.
Now he was set for anything. Merrily pumping his cock and feasting his eyes, the horny teenager enjoyed the most kinky sexual experience of his young life. He watched Paula's juicy lips moving faster and faster around the thick blue-veined column of meat, while Scott slumped against the shelves and panted, his face contorted into a big lusty grimace.
"Paula, I'm gonna come," he warned.
"Mmmm-hmmm," she moaned in encouragement.
Warren moaned softly. She was letting Mr. Marshall know that she wasn't going to stop sucking his cock even when he shot his load. She was telling him how hungry she was for a whole boiling mouthful of his come. That just blew Warren away. He'd have given anything to have a woman suck him off and gulp his jism. He envied Marshall with all his heart.
"Ohhhh, Christ, yes, suck," Scott groaned.
He closed his eyes and went with it, letting Paula's greedy hot mouth take him to the edge of climax. Watching in hot envy, Warren tried to imagine how a woman's wet steaming mouth would feel around his nearly-exploding cock. The sensation just had to be fantastic. But his fist was no substitute, and he'd just have to wait for the real thing. Grimly he figured that might happen forty or fifty years from now, if he was lucky.
Miss Porter's head was bobbing like crazy now as she gulped the hot cream from Mr. Marshall's piss hole and sucked him right to the edge of climax. He stiffened, clutching the bookshelf hard, then barely managed to control the hoarse groans of ecstasy that escaped from his throat.
"Eat it, Paula, awwww!" he gasped.
Warren watched Paula's cheeks puff out fat and full as Scott filled her mouth with thick steaming jism. She let the stuff collect, savoring it, then gulped it down greedily. Scott slumped back, but she didn't let his prick escape from her hungry mouth. She just went right on sucking his cock, as if she could never get enough of it.
Warren ached to jack off. He was insanely aroused by what he was seeing, and his young balls ached with their nearly-bursting load. But he was afraid he'd lose control of himself and make too much noise. He couldn't risk being caught jacking off in the library. He could just imagine what his dad would say if he was kicked out of this school.
Instead he tried to ignore his aching hard-on as Miss Porter sucked Mr. Marshall into another hard-on. When she drew back, his spit-soaked cock snapped from her lips and hit Marshall's belly with an obscene wet splat. She greedily eyed the engorged glistening slash of meat, then got to her feet. She turned her back on him and leaned forward, grasping the shelves and poking out her nicely-shaped ass.
"Fuck me, Scott," she begged hoarsely, "I can't wait another second."
To his total astonishment, Warren started coming. He'd never know how he managed to stifle his lusty bellow or clap his hanky to his squirting cock head just in time. He leaned his head against the stacks and filled the hanky with molten jiz, shivering as the violent pleasure-convulsions ripped through him. Then he heard Miss Porter give a hoarse little moan, and he quickly zipped up and peered through the gap in the books.
"Unnnhhhh, Scott, yessss," Paula was hissing.
Mr. Marshall was just pressing his rock-hard cock to the fur-fringed opening of her cunt, wedging it into the tight ring of flesh. He had a great big horny grin on his face, and Scott didn't blame him one bit. He would have given anything to trade places with the head librarian just then, guiding his stiff cock into that pretty young woman's hot and inviting cock.
"Oh, yes, honey," Paula panted, "get into me, give me all of it."
Warren felt horny all over again while he watched Scott easing his stiff prick inside Paula's eagerly offered pussy. He went into her slowly, savoring every inch of progress, sheathing his meat in that velvety smoldering tunnel of flesh. His face got red with excitement, and his nostrils flared. Identifying with him every inch of the way, Warren shivered with longing.
Paula was gripping the book shelf and moaning, a low and steady sound of intense pleasure, as Scott steadily filled her with his big throbbing cock. Pearly cream boiled from her cunt and coursed down her thighs. Her eyes rolled wildly, then closed tightly, as she shut out every other sensation.
At last Scott's long blue-veined cock glided fully into her, butting her womb, and only his big coarse-haired balls showed. He stopped to enjoy the sensation, but Paula wriggled her ass with lusty impatience. The woman was desperately horny, and she wanted to be fucked. Even innocent Warren could see that. He just wished he could do the job for her.
"Please, Scott, fuck me," she moaned, "fuck me good and hard, honey, I need it so bad."
"You got it," Scott leered.
Grasping her lustily writhing hips, he began to fuck her in deep, slow, sensuous strokes, almost as if he wished it would never stop. Warren envied him so much at that moment, he almost groaned. He wanted more than anything in the world to be working his stiff cock in Miss Porter's juicy hot cunt and making her moan with delight. He got another taut cock-stand jusf thinking about it, his prick straining in his tight jeans.
"Ohhhh, yes, honey, fuck me deep!" Paula gurgled. "Give me all of that big hard cock!"
Scott was grinning even wider as he very gradually increased the speed of his deep-thrusting cock and brought her higher and higher in her horny arousal. Her face was contorted into a lusty grimace, eyes screwed tightly shut, teeth flashing as she moaned and whimpered. She sure didn't look like the prim and cold woman who usually worked at the library desk.
No, she looked sexy and gorgeous to Warren's lust-fevered eyes, and he wanted to get it on with her so badly, he could have died. If only there was some way to get her to fuck him! He started thinking desperately, but he didn't like the only solution that came to mind. He could use blackmail. He could threaten to tell on them if Miss Porter didn't do what he wanted.
"Fuck it to me, Scott, fuck hard," she groaned.
Warren licked his lips. No way in the world would he really fink on Mr. Marshall and Miss Porter. It delighted him to see them flagrantly breaking the rules at Northgate and defying old VanDiver. But if it was the only way he could get Paula to fuck him, then he'd pretend to be morally outraged and threaten to tell on them.
But he'd wait till they finished their fuck. It didn't seem right to walk in and spoil things just when they were about to experience the extremes of pleasure. His cock continued to swell as he focused on Scott's rapidly pistoning boner and watched it ream out Paula's thick hot cream. She was whimpering steadily as she took the delicious pounding.
"Oooo, honey, yes," she moaned, "keep fucking me hard, I'm almost there."
Scott gripped her lustily writhing hips and hammered his meat into her as hard as he could, his belly smacking rhythmically against her ass. His cock was making an obscene sucking sound as it reamed out her cream. She gripped the book shelf tighter and gritted her teeth as she flew to the very edge of a body-wracking orgasm. Warren gritted his teeth, too, his lust reaching fever pitch.
"Ohhhh, God, that's it, I'm coming!" Paula gasped. "Ohhhh, honey, it's so damned good, oohhhhh!"
"Take my load, aaaggghhh!" Scott groaned.
Warren felt himself coming again, and while their groans covered his noises, he permitted himself a big hoarse sigh of relief. He clapped his hanky to his squirting cock head and came like crazy. It was great, but it would be a thousand times more exciting to come in Miss Porter's seething cunt-and that was exactly what he intended to do.
Straightening his clothes, Warren stepped around to the next aisle, where Mr. Marshall was just pulling his dripping cock from Miss Porter's satisfied cunt. They gasped and turned pale when they saw Warren.
"This is outrageous," he snapped. "I'm afraid I'm just going to have to tell the headmaster about this."
CHAPTER FIVE
"You do, and I'll strangle you, Sonny," Scott growled. He didn't usually say things like that or act so macho, but he wasn't going to let this self-righteous twerp do anything to hurt Paula.
"You wouldn't dare!" Warren taunted. "You guys broke the rules and I'm telling."
Scott started toward him, seething, but Paula held him back. "Now just a moment, you two," she said, "I think we can settle this without fighting. Warren, there are things about this situation you don't know. I don't think you'd want to go to the headmaster if you knew everything. At least come to my apartment after school and discuss it with me."
That was exactly what Warren had been angling for and he had to struggle to look stern. "Oh, all right, Miss Porter," he said, "I'll be there, but it better be good."
He stalked off, and Scott turned to Paula.
"What on earth are you going to say to Change his mind?" he asked.
Paula smiled wickedly. "It's not what I'm going to say, Scott, it's what I'm going to do."
Scott started to snicker. "Oh, yes?" he said, "I think I get the picture. He could hardly keep his eyes off you, now that you mention it."
"Right," she grinned, "and he must have stood here and watched us for a long time. He probably got a lot of ideas. I'm sure I can come to some agreement with him."
Scott let her leave early so she could prepare for her crucial meeting with the indignant student. She showered, dabbed on some sexy perfume and put on a low-cut lounging dress that showed her gorgeous big tits to their best advantage. She'd hardly finished dressing before the doorbell rang.
She answered it, and there stood Warren. His eyes darted right to her deep cleavage. He got a little flushed, and when he spoke, his voice was croaky.
"Okay, Miss Porter," he said solemnly, "here I am. Now, what's this stuff you wanted to tell me?"
"Come in, Warren," she purred. "Sit here with me." She patted the couch.
Warren sat down, and she sat next to him, so close that their knees brushed. He could smell her enticing perfume and he couldn't keep his eyes off that tantalizing valley between her tits. She leaned close, rubbing her knee against his, and she rested one warm hand on his leg.
"Now, Warren," she said soothingly, "Mr. Marshall and I are only human. We have needs like anybody else. You can't blame us for that, can you?"
Horny out of his mind, Warren struggled to keep up his stern act. "Yeah, but you broke the school rules," he said.
Her hot fingers inched their way up his leg, toward his crotch. "Now, Warren," she cooed, "don't tell me you've never been tempted to break the rules, too. Be honest. Don't you ever feel horny?"
Warren reddened and swallowed hard. "Well, yeah," he admitted, "I guess everybody does."
"And when you feel horny," she went on, "what do you do about it?"
He got even redder. "Well-promise you won't ever tell anybody?" he said.
Paula nodded.
"Well, I jack off," he said.
"Warren, I personally don't see anything so awful about that," she said, her caressing fingers only inches from his swelling cock. "Everybody masturbates."
"Even Mr. VanDiver?" he snickered.
Paula grinned, too. "I'd be willing to bet he does," she said. "In spite of his rules, he has needs and desires, just like anybody else. But tell me, Warren, when you jack off, wouldn't you rather be fucking a girl?"
"Oh, shit, yes," he blurted.
She smiled. "Have you ever gone all the way with a girl before?"
"No," he said with a loud sigh of regret. "But I'd sure like to."
"I'm sure you would," she smiled. "So tell me, Warren, which would you rather do-tell Mr. VanDiver on me, or make out with me?"
Even though this was the offer Warren had been working for and praying for, he could hardly believe his scheme had actually worked.
His mouth dropped open and he just stared at her, unable to get a word out. She smiled enticingly and moved her hand onto the bulge of his cock.
"Think about it, Warren," she purred, rubbing his swelling cock through his jeans.
Warren didn't have to think about it. His cock was answering for him, ballooning into fullness, trying to tear its way out of his pants. He wanted to scream his acceptance, but his voice wasn't working. He felt Miss Porter's hot fingers squeezing the hard lump in his pants, and he shivered with lust.
"Why, Warren," she cooed, "you've got a hard-on. Is it for me?"
He managed to nod. She reached for his zipper and tugged it open. That was when he remembered, to his mortification, that he hadn't worn shorts today. But it didn't seem to bother Miss Porter. She slipped his stiff cock out into the light and curled her fingers around it, pumping it eagerly.
"Well, Warren," she purred, "what's your decision? Would you rather go to Mr. VanDiver or make out?"
Warren finally got his mouth to work. "Oh, wow, Miss Porter," he croaked, "I wanta make out with you more than anything in the world."
"And you promise not to tell anyone what you saw me and Mr. Marshall doing today?" she asked.
"I promise," Warren practically yelped.
"Oh, good," she purred, "then let's go to my bedroom and be more comfortable."
Warren followed her down the hall. He was finally going to lose his virginity, and he was going to do it with this gorgeous older woman! He felt like the luckiest guy in the world. His horny young cock was so stiff it didn't even wag as he walked.
They went into Miss Porter's bedroom, and she turned to him with an inviting smile and started undressing him. He just let her do it, still too dazed to react. She whisked off his t-shirt, tugged down his jeans, and then knelt before him to help him out of the puddled jeans and his sneakers. He could feel her hot breath on his stiff cock, and he shivered with excitement.
"Mmmmmm, what a gorgeous hard-on," she murmured, fisting his meat and giving it a teasing pump. "I just have to taste it."
Her tongue shot out, lashing his sensitive cock head and Warren slumped against the wall with a moan of ecstasy. He remembered watching her go down on Mr. Marshall and how envious he'd felt. Now she was doing it to him, lashing her hot slick tongue all over his cock.
"Awwwww, yeah," he groaned.
"You like that, dear?" Paula cooed. "Good, I'll keep doing it, because I like it, too."
Her juicy hot tongue lashed all over his taut prick, coating every inch of it with her boiling saliva. Warren watched with lust-glazed eyes. He just couldn't believe the beautiful librarian was on her knees before him, licking his cock. Yet her scorching wet tongue felt real enough, so real that he was almost coming.
"You spied on us for quite awhile today, didn't you, Warren?" she asked with a knowing chuckle. "You watched me suck Mr. Marshall's cock?"
"Yeah," he admitted hoarsely.
"How did you feel about that?" she asked.
"I got really turned on," he said. "I wanted you to be doing that to me."
"Well, Warren, your wish just came true," she smiled.
She grasped the thick rigid base of his cock and eased the rest into her mouth. Warren almost flew through the ceiling. He groaned in bliss as she sheathed his meat in the slippery heat of her mouth, wedging it between her tongue and her drawn-in cheeks. She began to suck strongly on his pulsating prick, suctioning the cream out of his piss hole.
"Awwwww, shit, yessss," he groaned.
He slumped against the wall and clawed it. His face got red with arousal and contorted with pleasure. It was such a fantastic experience to have this beautiful older woman going down on him. He wished he could brag about it to his buddies. But if he told them that Miss Porter had invited him to her apartment and sucked his cock. Nobody would believe it.
"Mmmmm, mmmmm," Paula moaned as she sucked his hot salty cream from his oozing piss hole.
He watched her dark head bobbing and heard the obscene wet slurping noise she was making as she ate his juice. He looked down the low-cut front of her gown and got a glimpse of stiff pink nipple. Her sucking got faster, hungrier, and his lust reached the boiling point. He'd been horny all day, thinking about this meeting and about what he'd seen her doing with Mr. Marshall. It was just too much for him.
"Unnnnhhhh, Miss Porter, I'm gonna come!"
Paula drew his saliva-coated cock from her lips just long enough to say, "Good, Warren, I want to gulp your come. Feed me every bit of it."
Then she stuffed his cock back into the velvety hot cave and started sucking like crazy. Warren's head lolled back and he closed his eyes tightly, carried away by a tidal wave of hot pleasure. She gave a long greedy suck, and his balls discharged their steaming load. He spun out of control, fucking her mouth frantically.
"Awwwww, fuck, shit, awwwww www!" he yelled.
Paula let his sizzling come collect in her mouth till she couldn't hold any more. Cheeks bulging and nearly bursting, she gulped the stuff down, gurgling with excitement. The boy groaned and fucked at her sucking mouth for nearly a minute, then slumped back against the wall. His wet cock slipped from her lips and he slowly sank down into a sitting position, his eyes glazed with sexual satisfaction.
"Holy shit!" he breathed.
"Why, Warren," she chuckled, "I hope you aren't tired. That was just for openers. Now I'm ready for some real action."
Warren was looking at her shoes as she spoke and he watched her kick them off. Her panties then puddled around her feet, and she kicked them away. Next came her dress. Dizzily Warren let his eyes travel up her tall gorgeous body, and he saw that now she was wearing nothing at all.
His lust returned in full force. His horny eyes traveled up and down as he ogled the first real-live naked woman he'd ever seen. He took in her terrific long legs, curvy hips, tiny waist. He focused on her luxuriant dark bush and her fantastic thrusting tits. He studied her pretty face and saw that she was actually leering at him.
"Come on, Warren," she said, holding out her hand, "let's get it on."
He let her haul him to his feet. He was only slightly taller than she was. This was a huge handful of woman, the most gorgeous woman he'd ever seen. She led him over to her double bed and they climbed onto it. Warren growled lustily and grabbed for her, pulling her fully against him. Her soft warm bush rubbed his cock, and her lust-stiffened nipples dug into his chest.
She kissed him and wriggled her tongue into his mouth. He tongued back at her. He might be a virgin, but he was a good kisser. She gurgled with excitement and rubbed her mound suggestively against his prick. Then she eased her hand between them, fisted his meat, and started pumping it. They darted their wet tongues at each other, breathing hard.
Warren got another hard-on in her fist. She whimpered with excitement as his prick ballooned, pushing their fingers wider and wider apart. When they finally broke off their steamy tongue-kiss and came up for air, their faces were flushed with excitement, their eyes hot with lust. Paula grinned and gave Warren's rock-hard teenaged cock an eager squeeze.
"Since you've never gone all the way with a girl before, I should teach you a few things," she said.
Warren nodded eagerly. She rolled out of his embrace and onto her back, then bent her knees and opened her legs wide. His mouth dropped open as she suddenly and shamelessly displayed her whole pussy to him. He saw moist pink flesh fringed with glossy dark curls.
She parted the curls at the top of her gash to show him a little bud of flesh, pea-size and hooded. "That's a woman's most sensitive spot," she said. "It's called a clitoris, clit for short. If you want to get a girl excited, play with her there. Want me to show you how?"
"Yes, please," he panted.
She took his index finger and used just the tip to rub her clit in a circular motion. Her clit felt stiff and moist to him and he could feel its hot throbbing. It got even wetter as he circled it and Miss Porter gurgled with pleasure. She let go of his finger and let him practice.
"Mmmmmm, yes, not quite so hard, honey," she sighed, flushing with arousal. "Yes, a little faster. Mmmmmm, that's good, keep doing that."
Warren's engorged prick gave a horny lurch and started to drool. While he played with her clit, Paula grinned and used her fingertip to smear his cock cream all over his cock. As they playfully masturbated each other, Warren realized that sex was a lot more than just fucking.
"Mmmmm, yes, Warren," she murmured, "now try this."
She showed him how to knead her clit between thumb and forefinger. He did that to her while she fisted his drooling cock and pumped it. Warren liked her pumping a whole lot, but this time he wasn't going to come just from excitement like he'd done before. He had his second wind, and he could really go now.
"Ohhhh, Warren, get me off, honey," Paula was whimpering, "keep playing with me, don't stop."
Warren kneaded her violently throbbing clit and watched her hurtle toward orgasm. As he worked her super-sensitive clit between his fingers, she closed her eyes and grimaced with hot lust and clawed the bed. Thick molten cream spurted from her cunt mouth and soaked his fingers. He could feel the fierce heat radiating from her gash.
"Faster!" she moaned. "Harder!"
Warren obeyed, horny out of his mind, hardly believing what he was doing. The school librarian, usually so frigid and remote, was lying there with her legs spread for him, face contorted with sexual pleasure, moaning as he brought her off. Again he felt like the luckiest kid in the world.
"Ohhhhh, God, honey, I'm coming!" she suddenly gasped. "Ohhhhh, shit, unnnhhhhh!' Warren couldn't keep her slippery clit between his fingers as she began to buck and writhe in a body-rocking climax. She rolled away from him, moaning with ecstasy, hot cream spurting from her cunt. She convulsed for long delicious moments, while he watched and waited, wondering how it would be when he glided his cock into her and finally lost his cherry.
He was about to find out. Miss Porter at last went still, her pretty face flushed and glowing. When she'd caught her breath, she opened her eyes and looked at Warren, her gaze focusing hungrily on his belly-hugging hard-on. She scooted up to rest her head on the pillows, then bent and spread her legs, once more exposing her soaked pink slit to his hungry eyes. She pointed to a moist depression at the very center of her pussy.
"This is my cunt, Warren," she said huskily. "I think you know what do with that."
Growling with excitement, he rolled on top of her, sank down between her silky hot thighs and started jabbing around with his steel-hard teenage cock. To his annoyance, he skidded all over the slippery flesh, unable to find the hole she'd just pointed out.
"Shit," he groaned.
"I'll help," she chuckled softly.
Paula felt wickedly excited as her fingers closed around the boy's virgin cock and guided it to her cunt. It was bad enough fucking her fellow librarian right there in the library, but now she was seducing a student, taking his virginity. She'd broken every school rule and was going on to violate some that hadn't even been written yet. And she was enjoying every second of it. - She fitted the fat hard head of Warren's prick into the moist depression of her cunt mouth, then let go of his throbbing boner.
"There," she breathed, "now push."
"Ahhhh, Jesus, ahhhhh," Warren groaned as he glided his cock into a juicy hot cunt for the very first time. "Oh, shit, Miss Porter, it feels great."
"It certainly does," Paula sighed.
He couldn't have asked for a finer teacher. She was expert, beautiful and horny. Her cunt was like clinging hot velvet around his cock. He let her lead as she taught him just how fast and hard to do it to her. Then when he'd gotten the idea, she let go of his ass and let him take over.
"Unnnnhhhhhh, yes, Warren, honey," she moaned, "you're feeling me very good. Let's fuck forever."
"All right," he exclaimed blissfully.
He was hammering his cock into her at a good stiff clip, and their bodies were smacking loudly together. He followed his instincts and slipped his hands under her hot little ass, gripping the firm globes and fucking her hard. He could feel her flooding cunt cream all around his pistoning cock, hot and thick and sticky. Her pussy was fiery hot.
"Ahhhh, yes, honey, I love it," she gurgled, "I love the way you're fucking me."
"I sure love fucking you, Miss Porter," the horny boy sighed. "I wish we never had to stop."
The feeling was mutual. Paula was enjoying hell out of this fuck. Warren wasn't as experienced as Scott and his cock wasn't quite man-size yet, but it was plenty big enough, and he was full of eagerness and energy. He was fucking her deep and hard and fast, just the way she craved it, reaming out her helplessly juicing pussy.
"Oooooo, fuck it to me, baby, fuck my brains out," she wailed, clawing his shoulders.
She moved her hips to his rhythm, fucking back at him, unable to be passive. She rubbed her swollen cut against his sawing shaft, getting steady stabs of pleasure that made her cream like crazy. His cock began to make an obscene sucking noise as it reamed the thick juices from her greedily clinging pussy. She was moving effortlessly towards orgasm, craving the hot release yet wanting to prolong the pleasure of fucking.
"Fuck it to me real good now, baby," she growled, "fuck me as hard as you can."
Warren eagerly accepted the assignment, pulling out all stops and fucking into her with lightning speed, his trim ass knotting and jerking. Their bodies slapped together loudly, and the big bed creaked and rocked. Paula wailed in ecstasy as she took the eager rough pistoning of his adolescent cock. She clung to him hard, jerking her hips to his urgent rhythm.
"Oooooo, baby, yesssss," she moaned, "I'm almost there now, I'm almost coming."
"Oh, shit, so am I," Warren groaned.
Her cunt felt like liquid fire around his jack-hammering cock, and he knew that he'd be shooting his load in seconds. He fucked into her with everything he had, frantic to bring her off first. She arched her body and rubbed her swollen clit against his sawing shaft. That was all it took to send her into orbit.
"Ohhhhh, God, that's it, I'm coming!" she screamed. "Ohhhhh, Warren, you're making me come so good!"
"Awwww, fuck, aaaaggggghhhhhh!" the boy roared, blasting her full of come.
"Cream me, honey, fill me up!" Paula sobbed.
They rocked together for a long time in their delicious mutual climax and then Warren rolled off her with a blissful sigh, feeling much more macho and mature than when he'd entered her apartment. His accursed virginity was gone at least, and he had the pride of knowing that he'd fucked a beautiful older woman and had made her come like crazy. He flashed her a grateful smile.
"Gee, thanks, Miss Porter," he said. "That was the greatest thing that ever happened to me."
"Why, thank you, Warren," she said, rumpling his hair affectionately, "I loved it. And I think now you can call me Paula."
"Can we get together again?" he begged. "Soon?"
"Yes, dear," she said, "I'd like that. But now you better run along before they miss you back at your dorm."
After he'd gone she lay there thinking that her social life might get a little hectic now. After all, she had two eager lovers to satisfy. But Paula felt confident she could handle the situation. She'd not only handle it-she'd love it.
CHAPTER SIX
When Paula arrived at work the next day, Scott hurried up to her.
"Well, how did it go? Did the kid agree not to tell on us?" he asked.
Paula nodded triumphantly. "No problem," she said. "I managed to talk him into seeing things our way."
"What a relief," Scott sighed. "I won't ask what you did to change his mind. I already have a pretty good idea. And I see he can't keep his eyes off you."
Paula followed Scott's gaze and saw that Warren was already in the library. Seated at the main study table and pretending to read, he kept glancing up adoringly at Paula. She turned back to Scott and found that he was giving her pretty much the same look, his eyes traveling up and down her shapely body.
"It's my turn with you today, Paula," he said. "Can we meet after work?"
"Why, of course, Scott," she said. "But I think right now we'd better get to work. Somebody might get suspicious."
"Right," he sighed.
Her decision to get it on with Scott after work didn't turn out to be that simple. All day, except when he had to attend classes, Warren was in the library, his hot horny eyes following every move Paula made. She couldn't help remembering their delicious fucking and what a wicked thrill it had been to take the boy's virginity. It wasn't long before she was feeling hotly aroused, her pussy seething and creaming.
She'd thought she could handle two lovers, and she was still sure she could, but she was going to have to make some choices. Sometimes they'd both want her, and she'd have to decide between them-like today. It was an almost impossible choice to make, because she wanted both of them. If only there was some way she could get it on with both of them at once!
"Hmmmmm," she murmured to herself "maybe there is."
As she went about her work, all kinds of delicious and wicked images came to her. She thought of lots of ways she could make love to two guys at the same time. But could she get the men to cooperate?
Paula had wheeled a cart of books past the table where Warren was pretending to study and she gestured at him to follow her. Back in the stacks, he made a grab for her and kissed her urgently, rubbing his half-swollen cock against her mound. Paula found it hard to control herself, but she managed to wriggle out of his grasp.
"Easy, Warren," she said, "we can't take a chance like that right now. I wanted to ask if you'd meet me here after school's out."
"Of course, Paula," he said hoarsely, "nothing could stop me."
"Good," she smiled, "I'll see you then. Meet me back in the math section."
"Right," he said eagerly.
After shelving the books she went back to the main desk and said to Scott, "As soon as the library closes, meet me in the math section. I can't wait till I get home."
"The feeling's mutual, Paula," Scott replied, his voice slightly hoarse with longing.
So she'd set it up and all she had to do was wait. The hours seemed to drag, but finally it was closing time. School was out, and the .relieved students piled out of the library-all except Warren. Paula noticed him disappearing quietly into the stacks just before the bell rang.
Scott had disappeared, too. Gathering her nerve, Paula locked the library doors and made her way back to the math section. There she found Scott and Warren facing each other, hands on hips, glaring. It looked as if her idea wasn't working out very well at all.
"I'm telling you, Warren, get lost," Scott was growling.
"No way," Warren shot back angrily. "Paula asked me to meet her here."
"Like hell she did," Scott said. "She asked me to meet her."
"Gentlemen," Paula said as she stepped into the aisle, "there's no need to fight. I asked you both to meet me here."
"You did what?" Scott cried.
"Why?" Warren demanded.
"Look," Paula said patiently, "we all know that I'm making it with both of you, so why not be open about it? Why can't I get it on with both of you at once?"
Warren just stared at her, blown away by such a kinky idea, but Scott began to grin. Good old Scott, he wasn't the least bit jealous when it came to having fun. In fact, just as Paula had hoped, he was every bit as kinky and naughty-minded as she was.
"Hmmmm," he said, "that just might prove interesting. Got anything specific in mind, Paula?"
"I sure do," she grinned, starting to undress. Warren finally sputtered. "You guys are weird."
"Maybe," Paula said, discarding her blouse and unhooking her bra, "and if it really bothers you to share, Warren, you can wait and see me alone sometime. But I suggest you give this a try. You might get off on it."
As she spoke, she let her bra slide away, and Warren gawked at her magnificent big tits. As he ogled the ripe melons and their big lust-stiffened nipples, his cock swelled up into a huge obscene bulge. Paula dropped her skirt and skinned out of her panties and stood there, letting him get an eyeful.
"Well, Warren, what have you decided?" she smiled.
"Aw, I guess I could stick around a few minutes," he said, trying to look cool.
She stifled a laugh and looked at Scott. His fly was sharply tented and he was ogling her gorgeous naked body as he started to take off his clothes. Paula ogled him right back, admiring his hairy chest and well-muscled arms and legs. It never ceased to amaze her how this man could go from a mousy wimp to a sexy tiger just by removing his clothes and changing his expression.
As he peeled his shorts down over his stiff cock, Paula shivered with excitement. His prick was thick, long and stiff as a board, and drooling fat globs of cream. Her cunt was creaming, too, as she anticipated taking that thick column of meat into her fiery depths.
Warren looked a little upset as he realized that the head librarian was a little better hung than he was. Paula wanted to tell him not to worry, that he was still growing and, besides, he was a terrific fuck. But he wouldn't want to be babied in front of Scott, so she said nothing.
Instead she moved to a small study table at the end of the aisle and lay belly down across it. Her legs hung off one end, her arms off the other. Scott, who was all ready for action, had his choice of ends. He made a quick decision and approached her from behind, easing her legs apart and staring hungrily at her moist and swollen slit.
Then Paula shivered with excitement as she felt him plugging the fat head of his cock into her tight but juicy cuntal opening. He wedged it in there about an inch and let it throb, teasing and tantalizing her till she whimpered and wriggled with need.
"Ooooooo, baby, yesssssss," she moaned hoarsely.
It was that throaty cry of pleasure that woke up Shelly Smith, a student who'd been sleeping in a nearby aisle. Shelly jerked her head up and blinked, trying to figure out where she was and how she'd gotten there. Some weird noise had awakened her, and she found herself stretched out on the cold floor of the school library.
It slowly came back to her. She'd been trying to concentrate on some extremely boring book, getting information for her next class, and she must have fallen asleep. That didn't surprise her. She was always falling asleep at Northgate School-in class, in the cafeteria, just about everywhere. It was the most boring school she'd ever been sent to, and the sooner she got kicked out, the better.
Shelly, a petite blonde with nice big tits, hauled herself to her feet and stretched. Glancing down the main aisle, she saw that the big study table was empty and nobody at the main desk. That meant the library was closed for the day. Shelly panicked, wondering if she'd been locked in. She was about to go try the door, when she heard that weird noise again, a drawn-out hoarse moan.
She followed the sound till she was only one aisle away, then peered out through a gap in the books. She could hardly believe what she was seeing. There were Miss Porter and Mr. Marshall, the librarians, and they were stark naked and getting it on!
"Unnnhhh, yes, Scott, stick that big thing into me," Miss Porter was moaning, "give me all of it."
Shelly could hardly contain her glee. This was the most interesting thing that had happened to her since coming to Northgate. In fact it was the only interesting thing. She watched in delight as Mr. Marshall, red-faced and breathing hard, eased his totally rigid cock into Miss Porter's cunt.
"Ohhhhh, God, yes," Miss Porter moaned, "it feels so fucking good, honey."
"It sure as hell does," Mr. Marshall leered Shelly felt her pussy swelling, heating an creaming. She sure wished she could change places with Miss Porter and take that big rock hard cock in her famished little cunt. Al summer she and her boyfriend Rod had fucked like bunnies. Then her parents had found out and had exiled her to this boring, strict school.
It seemed to Shelly that she spent half her time beating off. She missed fucking so much! She missed Rod and his ever-ready cock, and she missed getting well fucked once, twice and even three times a day. Now all her frustration and lust came to the boiling point as she watched Miss Porter and Mr. Marshall getting it on. She was almost jumping up and down with need as he thrust all the way in, only his balls showing.
"You've got it all now, Paula," he rasped. "You like the way it feels?"
"Oh, God, yes," she whimpered, clawing the little table, "I love it, Scott. Now fuck me good and hard. I've been wanting it all day."
Another hoarse moan alerted Shelly to the presence of a third person at the orgy. Emerging from the shadows of the stacks was Warren Webster, a really cute guy who was in some of her classes but hadn't noticed her yet. He stood close to the study table, his crotch obscenely tented, and watched Mr. Marshall fuck the squealing assistant librarian.
Warren's eyes glowed lustily as he followed the swift pistoning of Scott's cock. It was clear that he was dying to change places with the older man, that his cock was painfully engorged. Shelly had a wild impulse to jump into the next aisle, throw off her clothes, and let Warren fuck her.
Why not? What could the adults do about it? They'd have to welcome her to the party or risk her reporting their outrageous activities. Shelly made up her mind to do it. She desperately needed a good hard fucking and Warren looked like just the guy to give it to her.
But just as she was about to make her move, Warren said in a lust-hoarsened voice, "Paula, you said you wanted to make it with both of us at once. I'd like to try. What do you want me to do?"
Paula grinned wickedly. "It's very simple, Warren," she said. "Just stand in front of me and let me suck you off."
Warren got red with excitement and he hurried around in front of her and dropped his pants. He wasn't wearing shorts, and his engorged young prick snapped free, weaving lewdly and dripping thick hot cream. Paula eyed the oozing juice and gave a low hungry moan. "Yes, baby, feed me that thing," she panted.
Warren shivered with arousal and rubbed the creaming tip of his cock over her lips. Her greedy pink tongue shot out, and she quickly licked his cock head clean, gobbling up all his hot salty juice.
"Jesus, yesss," he gasped.
She took more than half his rigid cock, inside, then firmed her lips around it, drew in her cheeks, and started to suck. Warren gasped again as the strong suctioning action began drawing the cream out of his piss hole. She was sucking his cock to the rhythm of Scott's pistoning prick, and now they were all connected in one horny chain of bodies.
"Oh, shit, fantastic," Warren groaned.
"We thought you'd go for it," Scott chuckled.
Shelly watched all this, so astonished that she was hardly breathing. Miss Paula Porter, the ice-cold assistant librarian, was taking on two guys at the same time and obviously loving it. She was taking a hard-pistoning cock in her cunt, and she was sucking loudly and greedily on another engorged boner.
But it was happening, and Shelly couldn't deny the evidence of her own eyes. It was happening, and it was turning her on like crazy. She'd considered herself quite sexually experienced for a teenager, but now she realized that her sex education was just getting started. All she really knew about was fucking, but there was a lot more to love-making than that.
There was also sucking, and there was making it with more than one other person. Shelly liked both those ideas very much. Her mouth watered as she imagined sucking a guy's juice-oozing prick, and she shivered with excitement as she fantasized herself in Paula's place, taking on two men at the same time.
She desperately wanted in on this little party, but this wasn't the time to intrude. She didn't want to interrupt them in the middle of something, and besides, she still had quite a few things to learn. She didn't want to look like an amateur when she finally made her entrance. So she'd just try to ignore her raging lust and watch for a while.
"Mmmmmm, uummmmmm," Paula was moaning as she sucked hard on Warren's fat cock and took the deep hungry thrusts of Scott's rock-hard prick.
Before today, she'd never imagined herself taking on more than one man at a time. She hadn't even imagined herself with one man. But the moment she started having sex, she was hooked on it, and she kept looking for bigger thrills, more kinky adventures.
She sucked hard and hungrily on Warren's swollen, teenaged cock, drinking up his hot salty cream as fast as she could suction it from his piss hole. At the same time, Scott was fucking her from behind, deep and fast, just the way she craved it.
As his excitement mounted, Scott fucked her faster and faster, and she kept pace with her loud greedy sucking. Glancing up, she saw that Warren's face was red and contorted with lust, his eyes screwed shut as he surrendered himself to pleasure. She was sure Scott's face looked like that, too. The three of them were moving fast and helplessly towards orgasm.
Paula drooled all over Warren's wildly throbbing cock as she anticipated a whole boiling mouthful of his come. She sucked urgently, making him yelp with excitement and she creamed hugely around Scott's frantically pistoning cock. Warren spun out of control and started fucking her mouth, hammering his nearly-exploding prick over her slippery tongue.
"Awwwww, shit," he groaned, "get ready to eat my load, Paula, I'm gonna come."
"I'm gonna give her a big hot load, too," Scott groaned. "Get ready, baby, I'm gonna cream you good."
"Ummmmm, unnnnhhhh," came Paula's muffled moans of encouragement.
She could hardly wait to get that double load of steaming jizz. She knew it would trigger her own climax and make her come like a bomb. She sucked greedily on Warren's dripping prick, making him yelp with excitement, and she steadily tightened her horny little box around Scott's hammering boner, making him moan in ecstasy.
Meanwhile Shelly spied from her hiding place only a few yards away and ate her heart out. Her pussy was on fire with need. She wanted to join the party so badly, but there was no place for her in this setup. There were two nice hard cocks, but both of them were busy. Miss Porter was hogging them, sucking one and getting the other in her cunt. It really wasn't fair, Shelly thought.
Warren was fucking Paula's mouth and yelping with excitement. Scott was hammering his cock into her with lightning speed, and he was groaning steadily. Paula's muffled hoarse moans told Shelly how wildly aroused she was, how close to climax. They were all going at each other like sex-crazed animals, totally out of control. Shelly watched and whimpered softly with longing. She'd creamed so hard, she'd soaked both her panties and her jeans. She knew she couldn't take the frustration much longer.
"Ohhhhh, shit, aaaggghhh!" Scott bellowed, joining them in one gigantic orgasm.
Shelly whimpered louder, her lusty cries muffled by the men's hoarse yelping. Scalding cream spurted from her little cunt and flooded her panties, and she felt almost like she was coming herself as she watched that writhing, bucking tangle of naked bodies.
As she watched, Scott and Warren were flooding their huge loads of jism into Paula's mouth and cunt. Her cheeks bulged with Warren's jetting come, and she greedily let it collect till she couldn't hold any more. Then she gulped it down with a hungry moan.
Scott hammered his hot jizz into her womb and cunt till it filled her and overflowed, running down her legs. Paula took the sizzling flood with muffled" yelps of ecstasy, her gorgeous big-titted body shuddering in hard orgasmic spasms.
"Unnnggghhhhh!" she moaned.
After what seemed an eternity to Shelly, they finally stopped coming. The men staggered back, their soaked and dripping cocks slipping from Paula's mouth and cunt. She breathed a big loud sigh of satisfaction-and no wonder, Shelly thought enviously. She'd just had two gorgeous hard-ons all to herself. But she was going to have to learn to share.
"Mmmmmm, my God, that was fantastic," Paula chuckled. "At least I thought it was. How about you guys?"
"Oh, it was okay," Scott teased.
"Yeah, but kinda routine," Warren said, faking a yawn.
"Yes, Paula," Scott grinned, "why don't you think of something a little different?"
"Maybe I can help you with that," Shelly I said, stepping out from her hiding place.
They all gawked at the petite busty blonde. They all recognized her, too. Scott and Paula had shared their amusement when Shelly made valiant efforts to study but fell asleep with her face in her book. Warren recognized her as that sexy girl who shared some of his classes and who he wished he could date.
"Well, Shelly," Paula said, "how long have you been watching us?"
"I saw everything you did," Shelly said breathlessly, "and I want to be part of it. Please, you guys, let me in on the fun. I'm so bored and horny at this damned school!"
"Well, what do you think, guys?" Paula smiled. "Should we let Shelly join us?"
"I think she ought to pass the test first," Scott said, trying to look serious.
"Test?" Shelly said.
"Yes," he leered. "Take off your clothes, and then we'll decide if you can join us."
"Oh, okay," Shelly laughed.
The cute little blonde teenager started to strip, and the others watched intently. As she revealed her curvy sleek body, they were so absorbed that nobody heard a key turning in the main door at the other end of the library.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Roger VanDiver, headmaster of Northgate School, was making his late afternoon rounds, checking the building to be sure there was no hanky-panky going on. He considered this an important part of his job. Northgate must maintain its reputation as a highly moral and disciplined private school.
Every day when the students and faculty left, VanDiver personally checked each room, using his pass key. It took time, but it had paid off in the past. More than a few times he'd found students or faculty engaged in something illicit, usually sex, and those people had been promptly expelled or fired.
VanDiver, a tall, grim-looking man in his fifties, always left the library for last because it was the biggest room and had the most hiding places. Now he turned his key very quietly in the lock and slipped inside without a sound. If anybody was engaged in something wicked, he wanted to take them by surprise.
Almost instantly he knew he was onto something. The lights at the main desk hadn't been turned off, and he saw that Mr. Marshall and Miss Porter had left their sweaters on the coat rack. There were some jackets and books on the study table, too. It was something big, VanDiver was sure of it. He stood still and listened for suspicious sounds.
He didn't have to wait long. He heard a giggle from back in the stacks, and he followed it. More excited voices guided him back toward the math section. He smiled coldly to himself. If they thought they could put something over on Roger VanDiver, they were mistaken.
He slipped into an aisle near the sounds and peeked out through the books. He almost gasped with shock. He'd caught people getting it on before, but never anything like this. This was absolutely outrageous, the most disgusting thing he'd ever seen in his life. He blinked and looked again, hardly able to credit his senses.
His two librarians, Marshall and Porter, were standing there without a stitch of clothing, and there was also a naked student whom the headmaster recognized as Warren Webster, a constant discipline problem. They were watching a girl take off her clothes, and everybody was grinning.
VanDiver recognized the girl, too, and he wasn't surprised to find her here. From the start he'd spotted Shelly Smith as being definitely not the Northgate type. He hadn't wanted her as a student, but her rich father had insisted that she needed the moral training-and of course the school needed the money. But after today, Shelly would have to go-and so would the others.
VanDiver seethed with moral outrage as he watched. Shelly quickly discarded her clothing, and they all ogled her curvy little body and large thrusting tits. It appeared that Marshall, Porter and Webster had been doing something illicit, and then Smith had joined them. VanDiver made these mental notes which he'd later put into a formal disciplinary report when he fired the librarians and expelled the students.
As much as it disgusted him, he found it necessary to watch the entire scene so he could report everything. The more damning evidence he got, the better. He wanted to make sure that Marshall and Porter never worked at another school. So he stood there grimly and spied on the group, trying to contain his outrage.
"Well," Shelly said with an impish grin, "do I pass?"
"I'd give her an A," Scott said.
"A-plus!" Warren said hoarsely, his cock rising abruptly and stiffly.
"I agree," Paula smiled. "So you want to join our group, Shelly?"
"Oh, yes, Miss Porter," the girl said eagerly.
"We're all on first name terms," Paula told her warmly. "Tell us, Shelly, did you have anything specific in mind? We're always looking for new ideas."
"Yeah," Shelly said eagerly, "I'd like to get it on with both guys at the same time, just like you did."
"I could go for that," Warren leered, his cock wagging lewdly before him and dripping hot cream.
"Me, too!" Scott said. "Only let's switch places this time, Warren."
"Fine," Warren said. "You ready, Shelly?"
"Oh, shit, am I ever," the horny teen sighed.
She went and stretched out on the little table, just as Paula had done, and the men approached her at each end. Roger VanDiver almost bellowed with shock. The girl had said Paula had taken on both men at the same time. Now VanDiver saw just how she'd done that, as Shelly imitated her. He'd never see anything so wicked and kinky in his life.
She lay belly down and Warren got behind her and eased himself between her legs. VanDiver got a glimpse of her cream-soaked pink slit, and then Warren was plugging his stiff cock into her twat, easing the long blue-veined shaft into her. She clutched the edge of the table and moaned.
"Oooooo, shit, yessss," she cried, "stick that big thing into me, Warren, I need it so bad."
Paula shivered with lust as she watched. The poor girl was obviously very horny, and it wasn't hard to figure out her story. She must have a boyfriend at home, somebody she fucked often and missed very much. After weeks away from him, after a long time at Northgate where no dating was permitted, she must be frustrated and lusty as hell.
He pushed into her all the way, only his balls showing, and Shelly moaned, "Shit, yes, that feels wonderful. Now fuck the living shit out of me, Warren."
"I'll sure try," he leered.
He started sawing his stiff young cock in her deliriously juicy and steamy cunt, and both teens sighed blissfully. Scott and Paula exchanged grins. The new recruits were doing just fine, and they were going to add a lot of excitement to the scene. Paula moved closer for a better view, while Scott stood waiting in front of Shelly. The girl eyed his stiffly weaving cock and licked her lips in horny anticipation.
Shelly had never gone down on a guy before, but after watching Paula do it, she figured she knew the technique. Scott moved in even closer, till his thick adult cock was just inches from her lips. Shivering with pleasure as Warren fucked her from behind, she stuck out her tongue and applied the pointed tip to the taut purple flesh of Scott's cock head.
"Jesus, yes," he gasped.
Her tongue was hot and slippery on the sensitive flesh, and he shuddered with excitement as she lashed the wet meat around and around the purple knob, gathering up the salty juice that had oozed from his piss hole. After just a couple of licks, Shelly knew that she loved the taste of cock cream, and she greedily went for more.
"Mmmmmm, yessss," she gurgled.
Warren's face was split by a blissful grin as he sawed his engorged cock in her tight and steamy cunt. Scott was grinning, too, while he watched her tonguing the head of his prick and gobbling his cream. In spite of her lack of experience, Shelly had both men delighted.
The only one left out of the action was Paula. She had mixed feelings about that. She felt a little envious of the pleasure Shelly was experiencing, and she knew she as going to be horny out of her mind before the scene was over. On the other hand, it was the first time she'd watched others making love, and she found it terrifically exciting to be a spectator.
She watched Warren's steel-hard teenaged cock pistoning fast and hard in Shelby's fur-fringed cunt mouth. Each time it plunged into her, it forced out thick pearly cream and made Shelly squeal and moan with pleasure. Paula felt her pussy heating and creaming as she studied that action.
She switched her gaze to Shelly's lust-contorted face and busy tongue. Panting and moaning as she was fucked, the lusty girl still managed to coat Scott's fat cock head with her hot spit. She gobbled up every bit of his cream, then reamed deep in his piss hole with the pointed tip of her tongue. She was hungry for more of his juice.
"Suck it, honey," Scott suggested hoarsely, "and I'll give you a whole mouthful of that stuff."
Looking wide-eyed and very excited, Shelly opened her lips wide and let him slide his cock between them. Sensing that it was her very first blow-job and not wanting to frighten her, Scott gave her just the fat head of his cock. She firmed her lips around the throbbing bulb of flesh, drew in her cheeks, and started to suck.
"Yes, baby, that's it," Scott gasped, "you're doing real good, don't stop."
"Ummmmm, mmmmm," Shelly moaned.
Now she was doing everything she'd watched Paula do, and it was terrifically exciting to her. While one stiff cock hammered in her famished cunt, she was sucking another, drawing the delicious cream from it and feeling it throb on her tongue. Scott's salty juice dripped steadily onto her taste buds, and she drooled with hunger for it, gulping the stuff down as fast as she could get it.
"Ahhhh, shit, this is great," Warren groaned. "Her cunt's so fuckin' tight."
"So's her mouth," Scott rasped. "Yeah, honey, suck my meat good and hard."
Shelly couldn't say anything, her mouth crammed with cock, but her muffled moans and whimpers proved her hot excitement. Paula was quiet, too, except for her heavy quick breathing as she surveyed the kinky scene before her.
She quickly slipped a hand between her thighs and touched the scorching flesh of her cunt. She found the fat bud of her clit and began stroking it with a stiff finger.
"Mmmmmm, yessssss," she gurgled.
Scott heard her hoarse exclamation and glanced over at her, his eyes glowing lustily when he saw what she was doing. "If I had two cocks, I'd take care of you, Paula," he growled.
"I can wait," she chuckled. "Right now I think Shelly needs you more than I do."
"Ummm-hmmm," Shelly moaned loudly.
She'd been weeks without her boyfriend and she was absolutely starved for loving. She sucked greedily and loudly on Scott's prick, and she moaned with delight as Warren's rock-hard cock reamed her smoking depths. Every hard lunge of his cock was heaven for the lusty teen. She couldn't stop creaming, the molten liquid soaking his cock and overflowing her cunt.
As she hurtled toward a desperately needed orgasm, Paula stood right there beside them and rubbed her clit urgently, keeping pace with the group rhythm. Each stroke sent buzzes of pleasure through her receptive clit and she creamed heavily, soaking her finger, the molten liquid coursing down her thighs. When the group came, she was going to come right along with them.
Just about ten feet away the scowling headmaster was hiding and spying. VanDiver still found it hard to believe that his own librarians would do anything as vile and depraved as this. But it would be the end of their careers.
VanDiver's cold blue eyes took in the incredible scene. Shelly's petite curvy body was shuddering with the lusty impact of Warren's stiff fucking and the boy had a big blissful grin on his face as he hammered his swollen cock in her scalding fuck tunnel. She was sucking greedily on Scott's engorged cock, making an obscene slurping noise that VanDiver could hear clearly. It was all too disgusting to be believed.
But perhaps worst of all was the outrageous conduct of Miss Porter, the new assistant librarian. VanDiver had had such big hopes for her. At their first meeting, when he'd met the new faculty, she seemed so prim and proper and moral, he'd just known she was perfect for the school. Now he wondered how he could have made such a glaring error.
That icy disciplined manner of hers had been just an act. Behind it was this wanton slut who was standing there masturbating as she watched the others fucking and sucking.
"Ooooooo," she moaned, "unnnhhhhh."
VanDiver's eyes locked on her pistoning index finger as it massaged her swollen clit. With each downward stroke of that finger, she creamed and whimpered. His gaze rose higher, to her magnificent thrusting tits and large rigid nipples. He studied her pretty lust-contorted face. He had nothing but contempt for the woman.
So, he wondered, why was his cock getting hard?
It was embarrassing.
He couldn't explain it. This had never happened to him before. He'd caught lots of students and even some faculty fucking but it had never aroused him. It had only disgusted him. So how could he possibly get excited by the most disgusting episode he'd ever witnessed? He didn't know why, but every time he looked at Paula, his cock swelled up a little more.
VanDiver realized the girl was coming. Her muffled moans were frantic, her body writhing and shaking. She sucked furiously on Scott's cock, and he yelped and began to flood her mouth with his boiling jizz, spurting it into her till her cheeks bulged with the molten liquid.
"Awwwwww, Christ, eat it, awwwww!" he yelled.
As Shelly came, her little cunt went into spasm around Warren's cock, sucking hard at it and squeezing it almost flat.
Now all three of them were coming at the same time, the men groaning hoarsely as they jetted their sizzling loads into Shelly's gulping mouth and nipping cunt. Paula watched them with fever-hot eyes and plunged her stiff middle finger deep into her cunt. One rough thrust was all it took to bring her off.
"Ohhhhh, God, ohhhhh, whaahhhhh!" she wailed.
VanDiver watched her get off and his prick swelled to its fullest, lewdly tenting his pants. Now at last he understood what it was about the assistant librarian that was getting him so lusty. She greatly resembled his wife. It was like watching his own wife taking part in an orgy.
Yes, the resemblance was there, all right. Paula had a nicer body than his wife Lora, bigger tits and more enticing curves, but they were both tall brunettes, and their facial features were a lot alike. There was just one big difference between them. Paula was hot-blooded and crazy about sex, but Lora was frigid. She'd never shown any interest in sex, not even on their wedding night. When VanDiver fucked her, she just lay there like a dead body, enduring it. Of course she shared his attitudes about sex and morals, and he appreciated that, but he wished she could put aside her rigid morals when they fucked. No such luck.
He tried to ignore his aching hard-on as he watched the naked quartet finish their howling orgasms. The men staggered back from Shelly, and she gave a happy gurgle and rolled onto her back. VanDiver studied her ripe thrusting tits and little golden bush but didn't feel any excitement. Thank goodness for that. Apparently he was only aroused by Miss Porter.
Watching Paula was like watching his own wife do naughty things, and that really turned him on, even though he tried to fight it. Now Paula was slumped against the wall, breathing blissfully as she stroked a few delicious aftershocks out of her satisfied clit. Thick cream was trickling down her inner thighs, and her pretty face, so much like Lora's, was flushed with excitement.
"Oh, wow," Shelly sighed, "I sure needed that. But this is gonna sound crazy-I'm still horny."
"That's not so crazy, Shelly," Paula grinned. "I'm still horny, too. Gentlemen, think you can help us out?"
Her question was enough to produce two brand-new hard-ons. Paula wandered over to where Scott and Warren were standing, and she teasingly stroked their stiffly-wagging cocks. Both cocks began to juice. Grinning mischievously, Shelly slipped off the table and joined her, petting the two rigid drooling pricks.
"You girls trying to bring us off right now?" Scott asked hoarsely.
"Yeah, that's what's gonna happen if you don't quit that," Warren panted.
"Okay, I'm through teasing," Paula laughed. "Who's going to fuck me?"
As she spoke, she hoisted herself up on the study table and positioned herself on her back, ass and heels right at the edge, rosy wet pussy fully exposed. That luscious-looking cunt slit was aimed right at Roger VanDiver and he barely stifled a groan of longing.
Then Warren was getting in his way. The eager teenager stood between Paula's lewdly splayed thighs and socked the fat head of his cock into the juicy pit of her cuntal opening. Paula whimpered with excitement as he plugged the snug mouth of her cunt. Then, groaning happily, the kid shoved his iron-hard prick into her, pushing till only his balls showed. Paula clawed the table and whimpered in ecstasy, feeling her greedy box crammed with throbbing dick.
"Ohhhhh, God, yes, honey," she panted, "give me all of it, fuck me good."
VanDiver almost came. He was imagining his wife in Paula's place, and it wasn't hard, the resemblance was so strong. He fantasized Lora lying there stark naked with her legs lewdly spread, moaning with lust as a horny teenage student drove his cock into her. It was a wicked, outrageous fantasy-and it turned him on insanely.
"Fuck me, honey," she whimpered, "fuck the living shit out of me, don't stop."
While Warren and Paula went at each other noisily and hungrily and while VanDiver struggled with his mounting lust, Scott and Shelly were starting a little party of their own. Paula had taken the table, leaving no room for another couple. So Scott pulled up a chair and sat, his cock standing up rigid and drooling. He grinned at Shelly, and she grinned back, then plumped herself down on his lap, facing him. His stiff cock slipped easily into her cream-slick pussy.
"Oooooooo," she squealed.
"Yeah, honey, sit on it," he growled, "take all of it." Shelly eagerly obeyed, sitting and sliding down the stiff impalement of his prick till his coarse-haired balls touched her pussy. She flooded his prick with a helpless burst of molten cream. His fat cock throbbed hard inside her. Holding her by the waist, he began to fuck her in quick eager stabs.
"Urinnhhhh, yesss, Scott," she panted, "fuck me good, honey, I need it so bad."
VanDiver had to admit he needed it pretty badly himself. He'd practically stopped making love to his wife, it was so unpleasant. She just lay there rigidly, letting him feel her disgust. He wanted to get fucked, wanted it desperately, but he also wanted a woman who was responsive.
Warren was fucking Paula very hard and fast now, and she was waning with delight and clawing the table, her swollen tits bouncing with the impact of his hard young cock. Her face was twisted with lust, and she looked almost ready to come.
"Ohhhhh, honey, just a little more," she moaned, "I'm almost there. Fuck me hard, as hard as you can."
"Oooooo, Scott, fuck me, fuck my brains out," Shelly whimpered as she took the steady pistoning of Scott's eager cock.
VanDiver still couldn't imagine what was making him so horny, but he knew he had to fight it. He was headmaster of Northgate School, and he had a reputation as the strictest headmaster in the country. He had an image to keep up and rules to enforce. He wasn't going to give in to the weaker side of his nature. He was going to put a stop to this outrage and see that everyone paid for it.
He hesitated, though, unable to resist seeing the scene through to the end. He rationalized that he'd need to watch all of it, for evidence. He blanked his mind to his nearly-exploding cock and focused on the scandalous behavior just a few feet away where two squealing females were taking frantically pounding cocks.
Punishment was the farthest thing from Paula's mind just then. She was in ecstasy as Warren's tireless adolescent fucking took her to the very brink of climax. Greedily she held off from coming, prolonging the pleasure, almost screaming in bliss with each deep rough thrust of his cock.
"Ohhhhh, honey, you're fucking me so damned good," she moaned, clawing the table and creaming helplessly.
But at last she couldn't contain her pleasure any longer, and it shuddered through her body in violent orgasmic spasms. Her sucking cunt brought Warren off and he howled and filled her womb with sizzling come-juice. More howls and screams told her that Scott and Shelly were getting off also. She felt her body rocking and writhing.
"Ohhhhh, shit, I'm coming so good!" she howled.
The room echoed with howls of bliss as the four lusty people all climaxed together. Paula was thinking, as she finally started coming down from her orgasm, how well her naughty scheme had worked out. She'd begun by just looking for a man, and now she had a foursome. But it was going to be a lot more fun that way.
Sighing contentedly, she opened her eyes- and froze. Looming over her, his face the picture of moral outrage, was the headmaster of Northgate School, Roger VanDiver.
"Disgusting," he sneered. "This is the most disgusting thing I've ever seen in my life."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Everybody's eyes popped open and they all stared at the scowling headmaster. It was big, big trouble, and they all knew it. Slowly they untangled themselves from each other and put on their clothes while VanDiver lectured at them n an icy voice.
"Northgate School will be well rid of you cum," he raged. "You can just go pack your bags, all of you, because I'm going to throw you out anyway. In all my years as headmaster, I've never seen anything as outrageous as this. You two, Marshall and Porter, your careers are over. As for the students ..."
He raved on, but it wasn't necessary to listen. They all knew what was going to happen. Paula was thinking furiously. If there was any way at all to change his mind, she had to try it. She thought of just one thing that might work. It was doubtful, but anything was better than giving up her career.
"Mr. VanDiver," she said, "I don't think it will be necessary to have everyone present when we discuss our punishment. I'll represent the others. Perhaps we could go to my apartment. It might be more appropriate."
"Very well, Miss Porter," he sneered, "I'll drive over there and meet you."
After he stalked from the library, Scott said, "Paula, I think I know what you're going to try. Think it'll work?"
"I don't know, Scott," she sighed, "but it's our only chance. I just have to give it a try."
"You're gonna put the make on VanDiver, right?" Shelly said with an impish grin. "It's gonna work, Paula, I'm sure of it. He had a hard-on, you know."
"He did?" they all exclaimed.
"Yeah, he was trying to hide it," Shelly giggled, "and he kept looking at you, Paula. I think he's got the hots for you."
"Shelly, I love you," Paula laughed. "Scott, why don't you take the kids for a hamburger then drop by my place later? I think we'll have something to celebrate."
Paula found it hard to contain her glee as she drove home, but she wiped the smile off her face as she met Roger VanDiver at the door of her apartment. She was going to have to play this scene very carefully. She nodded solemnly to the headmaster and unlocked the door. She ushered him into the apartment and motioned him to the couch.
"I don't know about you, sir," she sighed, "but I could do with a martini. Join me?"
"Well, I usually don't drink," VanDiver said, "but, all right, I'll have one."
His nerves were frazzled and he felt confused. He was here to punish this woman, but he couldn't forget how wildly she'd turned him on. He told himself to put a lid on it. He absolutely had to take care of business. But as Paula entered the room with the martinis, his eyes went right to her bouncing big tits. He accepted the drink and gulped half of it down.
"Now, Miss Porter," he said sternly, "let's get right to business. The students will be expelled at once. You and Mr. Marshall will be fired."
"Bullshit," Paula said.
Roger gawked at her. "I beg your pardon," he said.
"I said bullshit," Paula replied, enunciating the word carefully. "You are so full of it, Roger, I'm surprised it isn't coming out your ears. What in the world is so wrong about sex?"
He stared at her open-mouthed. He'd never really considered that question. He'd just followed the teachings of his parents, that sex is dirty and evil and sinful. He'd put those beliefs into the Northgate School rules, and he'd been enforcing those rules for years without ever questioning them.
Paula was smiling wickedly at his confusion. "You never thought about it, did you, Roger?" she said. "But what's wrong with feeling good? What's wrong with making somebody else feel good? And tell me what's wrong with this."
She kissed him on the mouth, wriggling her tongue at his, and Roger almost spilled his martini. He felt hot excitement fogging his brain and he felt an unwelcome swelling in his balls. Desperately he struggled to control himself, though when Paula broke the kiss, he was red-faced and breathing hard.
"Miss Porter," he said sternly, "you're out of line."
"That's bull, too," she leered. "I'm willing to bet something, Roger. I'm willing to bet you got a hard-on while you were watching us today."
Roger turned red as a boiled lobster. How could he deny the charge except with an outright he? He'd gotten a colossal cock-stand while spying on Paula and the others, and it had all been for her. Her grin widened as she studied his flushed face and shifty eyes. She knew he was hiding something.
"You can't deny it, can you?" she laughed. "And I bet when you got that hard-on, you were looking at me. How about it, Roger, is this what you wanted?"
She stood up and started taking off her clothes. Roger VanDiver had never worked harder to keep his self-control. He frantically told himself that this woman was wicked, evil, rut to make him break the rules, but his eyes were glued to her as she stripped. He ogled her fantastic melon-shaped tits and her lustrous dark bush.
She paraded in front of him, letting him see everything, all the while smiling knowingly. Again he saw that uncanny resemblance to his wife, and he imagined Lora marching back and forth in front of him, flaunting her naked body and taunting him. His cock was starting to swell, and there was nothing he could do about it.
"Give yourself a break, Roger," Paula cooed. "Admit you want me. I want you. I'd love to fuck your brains out. What do you say to that?"
Roger opened his mouth and made a horny croaking noise. That was all he could manage. Laughing, Paula dropped to her knees before him and grabbed for his fly zipper. She tugged it open, then grasped his pants and his shorts and whisked them down in one firm motion. Roger reddened again as his big semi-hard cock wagged free.
Paula tugged his pants and shorts all the way off, greedily eying his swelling cock. She almost had him where she wanted him, and she could barely contain her excitement. Wriggling between his legs, her hot breath fanning his prick, she eyed the thick blue-veined slab of meat, while Roger breathed heavily.
He wasn't protesting, so she reached out and grasped the fat hairy base of his cock, then leaned down to lick the bulbous purple head. He groaned as her hot little tongue made electric contact with the sensitive flesh. She swirled her wet tongue around his cock head, and his throbbing boner mushroomed to its full dimensions, going long and thick and rigid.
"Why, Roger," she teased, "you got a hard-on for me, you naughty thing."
"I-I couldn't help it," he said hoarsely. "But I'd better leave. We'll talk about things another time."
He didn't move, however. He couldn't. His conscience told him to get the hell out of there before he completely lost control of himself. He'd even told Paula he was leaving. But he just sat there and waited, his excitement at fever pitch. She laughed and stuck her tongue out again, whipping the hot juicy meat all over his prick.
"Oh, Jesus," he moaned.
He'd never felt anything so wickedly delicious. He'd never had his cock tongued before. Naturally his wife, being frigid, was not about to go down on him. They'd never experimented in their love-making. They fucked in the missionary position, Lora lying there like a corpse, and that was all. Roger realized that he was desperate for some novelty.
And now he was getting it. He watched with lust-glazed eyes as Paula swirled her hot little tongue over every inch of his engorged cock, coating it with her hot spit and leaving it glistening. She worked her way down to the base and back up to the fat purple head, where thick globs of cream were oozing from his piss hole. She went for his cream, snarling hungrily.
"Mmmmmm, uummmmm," she moaned.
She was spearing up the globs of juice with the pointed tip of her tongue, rolling them around in her mouth to savor the taste. Roger slumped back against the couch and panted. The voice of his conscience was very faint now, and he knew that in a few seconds he wouldn't hear it at all. All his life it seemed, he'd been starved for sex, and he couldn't bear to pass up this chance. It might be the only decent loving he'd ever get. He just had to cover his tracks, that was all. He had to make sure nobody would ever find out that the headmaster had broken the rules.
"Paula," he said hoarsely, "if I stay, will you promise to keep this a secret?"
"Oh, of course, Roger," she purred, "as long as you promise to forget what you saw in the library today. Is it a deal?"
"Yes," he panted, "it's a deal. Nobody will be punished."
"Great," Paula replied. "Here's your reward."
She glided his wildly throbbing cock over her slippery tongue and into her steamy mouth. As she firmed her lips around his meat, drew in her cheeks, and began to suck, Roger almost went through the ceiling. His eyes rolled crazily, then closed tight, and he forgot everything but the hot excitement he was feeling as the pretty librarian sucked him off.
"My God, yes," he groaned, "suck me, don't stop."
For years he'd been fantasizing about having his cock sucked, and now at last it was happening. It was even better than in his horny daydreams. Paula's mouth was hot and juicy and snug around his cockmeat, and she was sucking greedily, drawing the hot cream out of his piss hole and gobbling it. Roger couldn't have fantasized a more sexy scene.
"Yes, suck it," he leered, "eat my come."
He could just imagine saying that to the real Lora. She'd faint with shock. But Paula responded much differently, panting with excitement and sucking even faster on his dick. She made an obscene sucking and gulping noise that drove him wild, just as it had earlier when he'd spied on her in the library.
This woman adored the taste of cock, and she didn't care who knew it. She was drooling hotly all over his prick as she suctioned the delicious cream from his piss hole and gobbled it down. Roger felt his balls filling almost to the bursting point, his cock growing so stiff that it ached. It wouldn't be long before he sizzled her mouth full of boiling come.
Paula was aware of how close he was to coming and she caught his excitement, sucking like crazy on his violently throbbing prick. It made her wickedly excited to have seduced the stern, cold headmaster. Not many women could have done it and gotten away with it. Not only that, she'd saved herself and her friends from punishment. She felt relaxed and completely free to have fun.
Her noisy swift sucking was making Roger groan steadily. He slumped back against the couch, eyes tightly closed, face contorted with pleasure. Paula just wished the whole school could see him now, going out of his mind with lust as the school librarian noisily sucked his cock. It would set a whole new fashion at the strict private school.
"Unnnhhh, Christ, get ready," he groaned, "I'm almost there."
Paula gave it everything she had, sucking loudly and swiftly on his hugely swollen prick. He spun out of control and started fucking her mouth, his rigid cock zipping back and forth over her slippery tongue. A few seconds later she felt the first hot sting of jizz at the back of her throat, and Roger gave a low, sustained moan and shuddered violently, then flooded her mouth with an enormous load of boiling juice.
"Eat it, aaaagggghhhh, awwwwwwwww!" he roared.
"Mmmmmmmm, uuunnnnhhhhh!" Paula moaned.
She let his sizzling load fill her mouth till her cheeks puffed out. Then she gulped it down greedily, sucking strongly on his prick to get every last drop of his delicious come. He sank back with a big happy sigh, and when he finally opened his eyes and looked at her, he was a different person. He still reddened a little, but he didn't seem ashamed of what he'd done.
"I think that was a first for you, Roger, wasn't it?" Paula asked.
"Yes," he said, "my wife doesn't go for that kind of thing. She doesn't go for sex, period."
"Then as long as you're here, you better take advantage of the opportunity," Paula laughed. "Is there anything else you've been wanting to try?"
"You bet there is," he growled, pulling her to her feet. "Only let's go to your bedroom and be more comfortable."
Paula was humming to herself as she led the way to her bed, and Roger was tossing his remaining clothes carelessly in every direction. He steered her right over to the bed and had her lie on her back, knees bent and legs spread wide. Her luscious pink pussy slit was completely exposed to his hungry eyes. Naked, he crawled between her legs, flopped down on his belly, and scooted upward till his mouth was practically pressed to her pussy.
The thing Roger had daydreamed most about over the long sex-starved years was eating pussy. He was obsessed with it. He drooled when he thought about it. Just once he'd mentioned his hot longing to Lora, and she'd told him he needed to see a shrink.
"Oooooo, honey, yesssss," she hissed as his tongue made contact with her sensitive gash.
Drooling with excitement, the horny headmaster lashed his big wet tongue all over her pussy, coating every inch of it with his boiling saliva. Paula gurgled in ecstasy and clawed the bed. This was one sexual experience she hadn't had yet, though she'd been meaning to ask for it. She didn't have to look any further. Roger VanDiver was a natural-born pussy-eater.
He lathered her cunt slit, tongued into every steamy fold, and left her gasping with pleasure. Then he folded aside the furry lips of her pussy and used the stiff tip of his tongue to whip her clit, the most sensitive spot of all. Paula wailed with pleasure and creamed helplessly, soaking his bobbing chin.
"Unnnhhh, Roger, I love that," she moaned, "please keep doing it to me, don't stop."
Roger snarled with lust as he imagined his wife saying something like that. It wouldn't happen, of course, but it made a terrific fantasy. He felt his prick swelling again as he fantasized that he was going down on his wife and finally waking her repressed sexual lusts. Growling, he gobbled up her tangy pussy cream and tongue-lashed her throbbing clit. He worked his tongue faster and faster, till she was whimpering in ecstasy.
"Oh, shit, that's the best thing I ever felt," Paula cried.
Roger pressed his lips to her violently pulsating joy button, firmed them around the throbbing bud, and began to suck. It was even better than Paula had imagined. She creamed furiously, drenching his face with the sticky molten liquid, and she cried out hoarsely as violent jolts of pleasure ripped through her pussy.
"Unnnhhh, fuck, yes," she sobbed, "that's heavenly, honey, I just love it."
She screwed her eyes shut and dug her fingers into the bedspread. He was sucking her fast and greedily, bringing her quickly and helplessly to the brink of climax. She'd never gotten off so fast before. She could feel the hot explosion taking place at the base of her clit, then radiating out to shake her whole body.
"Ohhhhh, God, you're doing it to me, I'm coming!" she wailed. "Ohhhhhhhh, Roger, whaahhhhhhh!"
She came so hard, she wrenched away from him, rolling around on the bed and howling. Roger rose to his knees and watched her, licking her tangy come from his lips. His cock was fully engorged now and ready for action, but it would have to wait. He still hungered for her hot tasty pussy. He waited till she finally stopped convulsing, then crawled between her legs again. Paula gurgled with anticipation.
"Oh, yes, do it to me some more-aaahhhh!" she cried.
He wasn't wasting time. He'd made his tongue long and stiff, and he was cramming it into her cunt, stuffing her with it. It was the most exquisite sensation Paula had ever known and she howled hoarsely with bliss. He stabbed deep into her, thrusting his greedy tongue right to the root in her seething pussy hole.
But Paula wanted his big throbbing tongue even deeper in her cunt, and she instinctively threw her legs around his neck and locked them there, tugging his face smack against her steaming clit. Now his long, searching tongue touched her womb. She whimpered in ecstasy.
"Ohhhhh, baby, that's so fuckin' good," she gurgled. "Now fuck me with that big thing, get me off."
The pussy-starved headmaster didn't need any urging. He gave a horny growl and began reaming her with his tongue, pistoning it in and out of her cream-slick cunt and giving her blast after blast of pleasure. She slumped back, perfectly submissive.
She'd started out her seduction of Roger VanDiver without much lust, just doing it to save herself and her friends. Now she was going out of her mind with pleasure. She could see how she and the headmaster could have loads of fun together. The guy was starved for kinky sex, and that just happened to be her favorite kind.
"Unnnhhhh, do it to me, mother-fucker, ream me out, make me come," she moaned.
She was definitely going to have to make room for Roger in her schedule. He hadn't even begun to explore the variations of pussy-eating. She was sure he'd want to try every single one of them and that she wanted to help him. When she finally finished coming, she opened her eyes and smiled at him.
"Roger, I've been thinking," she said. "Why - don't you and I get together, say, every Tuesday evening and, well, study the curriculum?"
"What a good idea, Miss Porter," he leered.
Paula noticed that his cock was hugging his belly in a fierce hard-on. She'd just come twice, and violently, but she felt lusty all over again when she studied his massive hard-on. He let her ogle it for a few seconds, then crawled toward her, still leering. She'd never seen the headmaster leer before. She thought a leer looked very good on him.
"Roll over for me, Miss Porter," he grinned.
Paula flipped over into the doggy position and presented Mm with her pert little ass. Growling lustily, he grasped her hips and socked the engorged head of his cock into the moist pit of her cunt mouth. As he shoved into her, she clawed the bed and groaned. She soaked his deep-thrusting prick with scalding cream.
"Unnnnhhhh, yes, get into me, Roger, fuck me crazy," she whimpered.
Roger wished he could hear his wife say something like that, but it would never happen. Luckily he had Paula Porter. They'd have their Tuesday night meetings and he could try anything he wanted in bed, any naughty or kinky thing that came into his mind. Right now, though, he just wanted something simple and basic-he wanted to fuck a woman who wasn't frigid.
Paula groaned in ecstasy as he crammed her with his cockmeat, and she soaked his big prick with scalding cream. As he began to fuck her in quick, urgent thrusts, she wailed her delight and jerked her hips to his horny rhythm.
"Ohhhhh, shit, fuck it to me, Roger, fuck me forever, honey," she moaned.
Snorting with excitement, Roger hammered his rock-hard cock into her velvety steaming pussy hole, making her big-titted body shudder with the impact. She went on drenching his meat with blast after blast of molten cream, and she whimpered in bliss as he reamed her. When he felt her cunt greedily tightening around his cock, he knew she was headed for yet another orgasm.
This woman was incredibly hot-blooded. Roger understood now that she couldn't have helped what went on in the library today, any more than she could control herself now. But he wasn't condemning her any more. He was loving every second of their hot love-making and looking forward to a lot more of it.
"Tell me, Miss Porter," he panted, "was it your intention to seduce the whole damned school?"
"Yes, sir," she giggled. "I hope you don't mind."
"Oh, of course not," he leered, "not as long as I get to watch."
Paula fantasized that scene and creamed furiously. She greedily tightened her twat even more around his jack-hammering cock and let him pound her right to the brink of orgasm. She knew from his loud ragged breathing that he was going to come right along with her this time, and she looked forward to a cunt full of his boiling jizz.
"Unnnhhhh, Roger, I'm coming, unnnhhh!" she sobbed. "Cream me, honey, come in meeeee!"
"Yes, take my load, aaagggghhhhh!" Roger bellowed, flooding her womb and cunt with his sizzling come-juice.
Paula shuddered violently and blissfully as he fucked her through another fantastic climax. It was hard to imagine that just a few days ago she'd been a lonely, frustrated spinster, a twenty-five-year-old virgin who'd never even held hands with a man. She'd sure made up for lost time!
And she'd continue doing so. Now she had four people to have fun with-the headmaster, the head librarian, and a boy and girl student. But she could find room for a lot more people in her secret life, and she could release a lot more of them from their repressions and hang-ups.
Things at Northgate School were going to change-and for the better.
