Nick Eastwood - Hot, licked librarian

No, she wouldn't think about that. At least it wasn't adultery. She concentrated her attention on the teachers. Liz, a slim blonde, was rubbing her cunt-mound against Jerry's crotch, helpless to hide the lust she felt for him.

Jerry was medium height but burly, and Sara couldn't help feeling attracted to his powerful body. Then she reminded herself that she must keep control. She mustn't let her lust overpower her mind. She ignored the growing heat and moistness in her hungry pussy.

Jerry started unbuttoning Liz's blouse. She looked guilty, but she didn't stop him. He drew her blouse off and quickly removed her bra. Her tits were kind of small but very firm and pretty. Jerry cupped them in his big hands and started molding and squeezing them.

"Christ, I've wanted to do this for so long!" he said, his voice husky with longing.

"I've wanted you to do it," Liz admitted, "but I still feel guilty about it."

"Let's see if I can take jour mind off that!" he grinned.

He dipped his head closer, stuck out his tongue, and began licking her nipples.

Sara shivered with helpless excitement. She still wasn't sure she approved of sex, but some thing just got her aroused in spite of herself.

She watched Jerry's big red tongue lashing Liz's small rosy nipples. The soft nuts responded quickly, growing into stiff throbbing flubs.

Liz was shivering and whimpering as he worked her nipples into engorged points.

"Oh, God, you're getting me so hot!" she moaned.

Jerry didn't answer. He just did something to make her even hotter. He pushed her tits together till the stiff spit-soaked nipples met, then plunged both of them into his mouth. He sucked noisily and greedily on the juicy nubs and Liz moaned hoarsely. Her face got pink with horniness.

"Oh, God, ohhhhh!" she moaned. Sara felt a hot burst of juice from her cunt. She avoided herself, but there seemed to be nothing she could do about the growing excitement in her pussy. Was she some kind of pervert? She only knew that she got very turned on by spying on people making love.

Well, all she had to do was close the door. But she couldn't bear to do that. She didn't want to miss a moment of the action. She knew the facts of life, of course, having been to college, but she didn't know what real fucking was like, and she was dying to find out.

Jerry sucked Liz's stiff nipples till the pretty blonde was whimpering and shaking with arousal. Then he unzipped her skirt and drew it off, laying it carefully over a chair. While he was doing that, Liz seemed to recover her senses.

"Oh, no, Jerry!" she gasped. "I'm not going to do that. I couldn't! At least not here!"

"Do what?" Jerry leered.

Liz blushed hotly and said, "I-I'm not going to go all the way with you."

"Why, honey, I never said I was going to do that," Jerry answered with a smile. "I just wanta show you what fun we could have together. I won't do anything you object to."

He stood there ogling Liz, who was now wearing just a flimsy pair of pink lace panties. She had a terrific body for a woman in her thirties. Sara noticed that Jerry had a big bulge at his fly, and she really couldn't blame him.

"What did you have in mind, Jerry?" Liz asked warily.

"I just wanta eat you a little!" he growled. Before she could answer, he was crawling between her legs. He pushed them wide apart, forcing her to bend them at the knees. Her luscious-looking pink cunt – she was fully exposed, wet flesh glistening between delicate fringes of blonde curls.

"This is something else I've been wanting to do for a long time!" he rasped.

His tongue shot out, and Liz shuddered and cried out, "Ohhhhhh, God – ummnhhhhhh!"

Sara barely stifled a cry of her own. She imagined a man's big hot tongue lashing all over her swollen slit, and she knew it would feel fantastically good. Her own fingers felt good enough, but that slippery wet tongue would feel a thousand times better.

In spite of her vow to keep cool, she couldn't help envying Liz. She couldn't stop the molten flood of cream that gushed from her cunt and soaked her panties. Jerry was whipping his big red tongue noisily and greedily all over Liz's molten-hot pussy, making her whimper and sob with pleasure.

"Unnnnhhhbhh, honey, I love that so much!" she moaned.

"Doesn't your husband do it for you?" Jerry asked.

"Not any more," Liz sighed. "I guess the excitement's gone out of our sex life. We don't feel real inspired."

"Neither do we," Jerry said. "My wife's hardly interested. She won't let me do this to her any more."

"She's crazy!" Liz moaned.

Jerry chuckled and went back to licking her pussy. He lathered every inch of her rosy cuntgash with his hot spit, snaking his tongue into all the steamy folds and crannies. Liz's head lolled back, and she gurgled in bliss.

"Oh, damnit, I can't help it," she sighed. "I just can't get enough of this."

"That's what I was hoping," Jerry chuckled. "Let's face it, honey. We love our spouses, but we need a little adventure. We can give each other a terrific adventure."

Jerry should have been a salesman, Sara thought. He certainly was selling Liz on his proposition. But Sara would have been sold, too, if he was licking her pussy like that. She knew she couldn't have resisted it.

Now Jerry zeroed in on the most sensitive spot of all, Liz's swollen, hooded clit.

He used the stiff tip of his tongue to lash the little nub, and Liz clawed the couch and gurgled in ecstasy. Thick hot cream poured from her cunt and dribbled down the crack of her ass.

"Ohhhhh, honey, yessss!" she moaned. "I love that, don't stop!"

"I won't stop," Jerry panted. "I'll wake it even better."

He rapidly rimmed the shaft of her clit with his stiff tongue-tip, and she sobbed with pleasure. Sara was creaming heavily and helplessly as she watched. Damnit, she couldn't help it – she wanted a man to do that to her.

Was Joe Rogers the man? She imagined him rimming her clit with his big hot tongue, and she almost moaned with longing. He wanted her, all right. He'd made that clear. But she was afraid of the powerfully built maintenance man.

Her lust was at fever pitch when Jerry jammed his lips down around Liz's clit and started sucking her off. Liz began to whimper shrilly, and Sara whimpered, too. She knew she couldn't be heard over Liz's noise.

"Oooooooh, yessss, suck meeeeee!" Liz squealed.

Sara was shaking with need. She would have given anything just then to trade places with Liz. No man had ever gone down on her, but, it wasn't hard to imagine how terrific it would feel. She felt her hot pussy-cream soaking through her panties and running down her thighs.

"Unnnnhhh, God, I'm cominggggggg!" Liz sobbed.

Her slim body bucked and convulsed, and she splattered Jerry's face with her spurting come juice. He went right on sucking, her clit till she went limp. Then he made his tongue long and stiff and crammed it deep and hard into her cunt.

"Ahhhhhhh, God!" Liz wailed.

Jerry was fucking her with his tongue. It was obscene, indecent – and very exciting. Sara watched pop-eyed, following the up-and-down movements of his gleaming red tongue as it crammed and reamed Liz's hot cunt.

"I love it, I love it!" Liz gurgled.

Sara knew she would have loved it, too. She was almost whimpering with need as she watched Jerry tongue-fucking the moaning teacher. Liz arched her body, taking his pistoning tongue as deep as she could get it. She closed her eyes tight and bared her teeth.

"Yes, yes, I'm almost there!" she moaned. Jerry tongue-fucked her even harder. Sara could hear the lewd sucking noise his tongue was making. She creamed uncontrollably. Her pussy was on tire. She fought the urge to play with herself.

Once again, she'd have to wait till she got home to masturbate. It was too risky to do it here.