Nick Eastwood: Hot, licked librarian

"Damn!" she sighed.

The prudish young librarian rarely swore, but she figured this situation excused it. She was going out of her mind with lust, and she was watching another female get what she herself needed so desperately.

Gary fucked faster and faster into Pam's juicy little pussy and she kept pace with her jerking hips. Sara could hear their bodies slapping together. They were going at each other like a couple of rutting animals.

"Harder!" Pam moaned. "Give it to me as hard as you can, baby!"

Gary obeyed, fucking her with all the speed and force at his command. Their bodies were almost a blur to the spying librarian. Sara remembered how, great it had felt to finger-fuck herself. It looked like it would be even more fun to take a pistoning cock.

Now Pam was arching her body right off the floor, taking Gary's pile-driving prick as deep as she could get it. She rubbed her swollen clit against his hammering shaft and clawed hard at his shoulders.

"Oooooooh, shit, I'm almost there?" she whined.

"Me, too," Gary panted. "Come with me?" He closed his eyes and pounded it to her, and she gurgled and whimpered with ecstasy as his pounding cock took her to the brink of orgasm. Sara was almost panting as she watched them, aware that both of them were about to come. She just wished she'd be joining them, but no way was that possible.

"Annnnhhhh, honey, you did it to mooted," Pam moaned. "Oh, shit, yesssss, ahhhhhhh!"

"Awwwwwww, fuck – awwwwwww!" Gary groaned.

As he emptied his load into Pam's greedily sucking womb, Sara slipped away, returning to the main desk. She knew she wasn't going to turn the kids in to the principal. In a way she was just as guilty as they were.

She could have stopped them when they first started making out, but instead she'd spied and wickedly enjoyed watching them. Not only that, she wanted to watch that again. She'd keep her eye on Gary and Pam, just in case there was another show.

So, with such naughty thoughts in her mind, she really had no right to punish the kids. She pretended to ignore them as they came out of the stacks. Let them think she didn't have a clue about what they'd been doing.

It was a long day for the desperately horny librarian, but at last she was driving home to her apartment. Dinner could wait. She had something far more urgent on her mind. She hurried inside, raced to her bedroom, and started throwing her clothes in every direction. Naked, she threw herself onto her bed and slid a hand between her legs.

"Ohhhhhhh, God, yesssssss!" she sighed.

It was the sensation she'd been craving for hours, ever since she spied on Gary and Pam. All day her pussy had been swollen and burning, aching for attention. She rubbed her fingers over every inch of the hot puffed flesh.

"Mmmmmm, mmmmm," she sighed.

Even her most feather touch felt great down there. She soon soaked her fingers with the searing juice that seeped from her virgin cunt. She massaged herself all over, then went for the most sensitive spot of all.

Her clit was swollen up taut, and it was throbbing with arousal. Sara knew it was, a magic button, and that all she had to do was stroke herself there a few times and she'd be coming like crazy. She pressed the tip of her index finger against the fiery little nub.

She started working her finger in a circular motion around the slippery shaft of her clit. The pleasure was incredible. She closed her eyes tight and forgot everything else. Molten cream spurted from her cunt, till her finger was dripping with the sticky liquid.

"Mmmmmm, damn, that feels so good!" she gurgled.

There she went, swearing again. Joe Rogers had had quite an effect on her. There'd been a lusty hot-blooded young woman hiding inside the prim prudish librarian. That secret woman was in control now, driving Sara to rub her clit faster and faster, bringing her swiftly to the brink of climax.

Greedily Sara hung there as long as she could, enjoying the hot stabs of pleasure that radiated from her clit. She could have gotten herself off at any second, but she didn't want the wonderful sensations to end.

"Unmmnhhhhh, ahhhh – yesssss!" she sobbed.

Finally, though, she was too horny to hold out. She'd been craving some relief for hours. She grasped her throbbing clit between her thumb and forefinger and started massaging the slick nub. It only took a couple of squeezes, and then she was coming like crazy.

"Ohhhhhhhh, shit – whaahhhhh!" she screamed.

The blinding body-shaking climax went on and on. Sara rolled all over the bed, furiously massaging her clit milking out every drop of sensation. Then she gasped and stopped. She heard something – the doorbell ringing.

Blushing hotly, she leaped off the bed and threw on a robe. She hoped nobody could tell what she'd been doing. Would it show on her face? She opened the door and saw a United Parcel man holding a small box.

"Miss Sara Wright?" he asked.

"Y-Yes," Sara stammered.

He didn't seem to notice her embarrassment. Like all United Parcel people, he was in a hurry. He gave her a form to sign, handed her the package, and was gone. Sara took the package inside and opened it.

There was another box inside, and a note from the former head librarian of Riverside High, Maude Blake. Miss Blake had retired, and Sara had taken her place. She remembered how kind the old lady had been to her when she showed her the ropes.

"Dear Miss Wright," the note read, "I hope you won't be shocked by this little gift. It was a great comfort to me when I worked at the library. I think you will understand. Best wishes, Maude Blake."

"Why, how nice," Sara murmured.

She could hardly wait to see the gift Miss Blake had given her. She tore open the box, removed some tissue paper, and then let out a shriek.

It was a great big cock. At least, that was what it looked like.

"My God!" Sara breathed.

Gingerly she removed the thing from the box. It was hard rubber, the exact size and shape of a large cock, and there was a little button at the base. Sara turned very red as she realized what she was holding. Miss Blake, a perfectly respectable woman, had given her a dildo.

Sara didn't know whether to laugh or be shocked. She carried the dildo back to her bedroom and stretched out on her bed to study it. Miss Blake said it had been a great comfort to her when she worked at the library. Sara began to understand.

Miss Blake had worked there many years, and she couldn't have failed to see kids making out in the stacks. She'd never married. It all fit together. She must have watched the students, gotten horny, and satisfied herself with this contraption.

"I'll be damned!" Sara chuckled.

The old lady was a lot more hip than she'd seemed. Why not give her gift a try? Sara was feeling horny again, even though she'd just beaten off. One orgasm wasn't going to satisfy her raging lust. So instead of her fingers, she'd use the dildo.

She rolled onto her back, bent her legs, and spread them wide. Grasping the base end of the dildo, she pressed the big hard head against her untried cunt-mouth. The thing felt enormous, but her curiosity was greater than her fear.

She started easing the huge fake cock into her virgin cunt. The fit was very tight, but it felt exciting. It was far more arousing than her finger. Panting, she eased the bulb deeper and deeper, till she was completely crammed with it.

"Unnnnnhhhhh, God," she panted.

So this was how a cock felt? She was stuffed so full, she could hardly breathe. But as her excitement mounted, she creamed heavily, making the way slick and moist. She started working the dildo up and down in her hot little pussy.

"Yes, yesssssss, ummmmmm!" she groaned. It was easy to fantasize about Joe Rogers fucking her. She closed her eyes and imagined he was on top of her, his hips pumping, his enormous rock-hard cock cramming her cunt again and again. She creamed more heavily, the molten juice overflowing her cunt and running down her ass-crack.