Nick Eastwood - Hot, licked librarian

Sara shivered, wondering how Liz could take that pounding. But Liz didn't seem to have any worries. She was gurgling and moaning with pleasure, and her creaming was uncontrollable. Each time Jerry pushed deep into her, she threw back her head and wailed with bliss.

"Ohhhhh, baby, you're fucking me so good!" she cried.

"I'm glad to hear that," Jerry panted.

He was almost beyond words, his voice hoarse with lust. Grimacing and growling, he hammered his huge hard prick into Liz's squirting cunt-box, giving it to her faster by the second. The couch began to creak.

"W-What if the couch breaks?" Liz whimpered.

"Who gives a shit?" Jerry rasped. "They'll think Miss Hamilton sat on it."

Sara couldn't help sniggering. Miss Hamilton, the Latin teacher, weighed nearly three hundred pounds. Jetty seemed to have an answer to everything. But then he'd been desperate to fuck Liz, and he wasn't going to let anything stop him.

"Unnnhhhhh, God. I'm gonna come!" Liz moaned.

"You and me both!" Jerry growled.

He was fucking her with lightning speed. She bounced up and down in his lap, her cute tits wobbling crazily. Her head bled back, and she closed her eyes tightly. She made a helpless whimpering sound as Jerry's merciless fucking brought her to the edge of orgasm. Suddenly she let out a wail and began to come violently, her body convulsing.

"Ohhhhhh, God, yessss – ahhhhh!" Liz screamed.

"Yeah, take my load, baby – aaaggghhh!" Jerry roared.

Sara gritted her teeth and watched enviously as they came together in a long hard climax. She was aching to come, too, but there was nothing she could do about it. More scalding cream gushed from her unsatisfied cunt to soak through her dripping panties.

"Unnnnhhhh, so good, unnnhhhhhh!" Liz sobbed.

"Awwwww, fuckin' Christ!" Jerry groaned. At last they went still, Liz collapsing against Jerry with his exhausted cock still deep inside her. She twined her arms around his neck and nuzzled his face.

"I guess it was worth the risk," she sighed. "I haven't been fucked that well in years!"

"Hey, I know it was worth the risk," Jerry answered. "And I wanta risk it again!"

"Sure," Liz said with an even louder sigh, "but we won't get another chance like this very soon."

"Then let's make the most of this one," Jerry leered. "We've still got twenty minutes."

"You mean right now?" Liz exclaimed. "Jerry, you're a sex-fiend."

"Aren't you glad?" he grinned.

He started moving his hips, working his cock to hardness in the hot velvet of her cunt. Liz felt his cock-meat growing inside her, and she gurgled with excitement. She began squeezing his prick with her hungry pussy.

"Hey, yeah, you want it, too!" he panted.

"You better believe I do!" Liz snarled.

Jerry lifted her off his newly stiffened prick and laid her down on her back. He lifted one of her legs and draped it over the back of the couch, then dangled the other one off the edge.

Her come-soaked cunt-slit was fully exposed to his hot lusty eyes.

"I've been fantasizing about you in that position," he admitted with a chuckle.

"In the teachers' lounge?" Liz laughed.

"Right," he said, making a dive for her. "I really am a sex-fiend."

Covering her with his powerful hairy body, he dug his cock deep and hard into her juice slick cunt. Liz groaned in bliss as she took it. He cupped her firm little ass and started pounding his cock-meat into her.

"Unnnnhhhh, yessss!" Liz hissed. "Fuck me, Jerry, fuck me forever!"

"I just wish I could," he groaned.

Sara watched, hot-eyed with longing, as Jerry hammered his enormous steel-hard prick into Liz's eager pussy-hole. Fucking still looked rough and scary, but she couldn't question the fact that Liz loved every second of it.

"Yes, fuck it to me, fuck my brains out!" the blonde teacher wailed.

Jerry wasted no more time talking, however. Their time was running out. They were due back in class very shortly. So he just fucked into her faster and faster. They didn't know when they'd manage another get-together.

Liz got the message. She stopped talking and just arched her body to take Jerry's massive prick as deep as she could get it. She clawed at his broad shoulders and wailed with pleasure. Her hips jerked to his horny rhythm.

Sara again fought the urge to slip her hand down inside her panties and play with herself. It would be mortifying to get caught like that. Feverishly and enviously she watched the two teachers fuck each other to another violent climax.

They were so horny for each other, it didn't take long. And besides, they were racing the clock. Sara was sure they wanted to have hours together, hours of leisurely inventive lovemaking, but by now they only had a few minutes left.

Jerry pistoned his nearly bursting cock over Liz's swollen clit and that set her off.

"Ohhhhhhhhh, baby, I'm cominggggggg – whaahhhhhhh!" she wailed.

"Awwwww, shit, awwwwwww!" Jerry bellowed.

They would have heard him oil over the school, except that the bell began to ring and hundreds of kids started thundering through the halls like stampeding cattle. Jerry and Liz had been very lucky. They hurriedly dressed and left the lounge before anyone caught them.

Sara didn't feel so lucky. She was left with a maddening case of lust and nobody to help her out.

Sara went back to the library. She'd forgotten to eat her lunch, but it didn't matter. All she could think about was getting through the rest of the day with her sanity intact.

Just two more hours and she could go home and masturbate. Two hours wasn't really a long time, but it seemed like eternity to the lust crazed librarian. She'd never felt more horny in her life.

At last the final bell rang, and Sara helped her coworkers close the library. She was hardly conscious of what she did. She just wanted to get to her car and get home. She knew the dildo was going to get a terrific workout.

She hurried down the hall and down the front step of the school. There was a long brick walk to the parking lot, and it was lined with thick shrubbery. About halfway down the walk Sara heard strange noises coming from the bushes.

"Quiet, you guys," a girl said in a loud whisper. "Somebody will hear us!"

Sara's cars pricked up. She sensed mischief.

As much as she wanted to get home, she decided she'd better investigate. It could be vandals, planning to break into the school. She slipped into the bushes and made her way towards the sound.

"All the teachers haven't gone home yet," the girl's voice went on. "We better cool it."

Sara peered through the shrubbery and saw four students in a little clearing. There were three boys she wasn't familiar with, but she knew the girl. Everybody knew Rhonda. She had the worst reputation in the school.

Rhonda was a short, stacked brunette with nipples like bullets. She loved to flaunt her tits, and she always wore very tight shirts and sweaters. Her favorite thing was to make boys trip over themselves in the halls as they gawked at her tits.

According to the teachers Sara had talked to, Rhonda was a nymphomaniac. Her whole world was boys. Sara wondered if that was just gossip. Now maybe she'd find out. What was Rhonda doing in the bushes with three boys?

One of the boys parted the bushes and glanced at the parking lot. "They're all gone now except for one car," he said. "It's a green VW Bug."

"That's Miss Wright's car," Rhonda said. "She's probably working late in the library. We don't have to worry about her. Those bookworms never notice anything. Now, what did you guys wanta see me about?"

The boys just looked at each other and snickered. Then they looked at Rhonda and got kind of horny-eyed. Rhonda scowled at them and tapped her foot impatiently, but the boys seemed to have lost their tongues.