Steve Golden - Line up for the librarian
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"That go for us too, boss?" leered Frye, priming his cock roughly. "Does that mean we can't fuck our cute little librarian at work any more?"
"I'll have to see about that. It's going to be hard having her around all day without being able to fuck her, isn't it? We'll see. Maybe we can get her an office of her own. She could have a bed in there. Then, any time we get horny, we can go visit her for a blowjob, or an assfuck, or whatever! Yeah, that's a good idea!"
"A whore in the library! What a great notion!" quipped Donald. He poked Vickie in her cheek with his greasy cockhead.
She ignored them all. They could think what they liked of her. They could call her whore, or slut, or all the names in the world. It didn't matter. She was getting all the cock she wanted. She was the center of the attention. What more could she ask for? It certainly beat reading books all alone all day!
"Are you ready yet? Are any of you ready to come yet?" she asked, staring at their cocks. "Let me know when you're ready. I want to be prepared!"
"We're all ready, slut! We're all ready to come!" Saunders grunted, leaning lower over her belly with his cock. "We're all gonna let fly any second, you just watch! You just fucking watch!"
Five men whacked their cocks up and down over the willing librarian. There were moans and groans.
"Ohhh, shit! Ohhh, fuck! Here it comes! Here it fucking comes!" Frank wheezed, and he aimed his cockhead at Vickie's pretty face as his balls exploded.
She turned her head toward him, closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide.
"Come in my mouth and over my face!" she pleaded, her voice hoarse.
Frank fired off a searing blast of jism that splattered her full in the mouth and cascaded on up her face in a shining white line. She gasped, then coughed, not as prepared as she thought she was to receive the hot jet. It crashed to the back of her mouth and rolled down her throat, half filling her mouth and making her pink tongue gleam silver. And the rest of it clung to her face in a wriggling white ribbon, snaking up her cheek and over the bridge of her nose like a thick tear.
"Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh! Ggglllppphhh!" she gurgled, spouting strings of white from between her lips.
Frank shot off another blast, this one diving across both her cheeks in a thick rope. A long jelly-like strand of it slid down her jaw and drooled to her neck. The milky stream dripped off her face in juicy wads. It pooled in the hollow of her neck and slithered off down one tit.
"Ohhh fuck! Ohhh shit!" Frank moaned, his hand a blur of motion on his hard-on. He was staring wildly at Vickie's pretty face, trying to aim for her mouth but splashing more jizz onto her face. A third jet fountained up between her eyes and disappeared into her hair, leaving yet another steaming rope of silver. It was as if someone had painted a pretty white line up the center of her face.
"Look at her! Look at the hot bitch!" Frye was gloating, and suddenly he too was coming, firing off strings of spunk across her heaving tits.
He started up high, spurting streamers into the hollow of her neck and even splashing her once under her chin. But then he was pointing his cock lower, shooting jet after jet of cum onto her nipples, onto the upper globes of her tits, into her cleavage. The ribbons of white then ran together, pooling in a thick stream that ran down between her tits like spill-off from them.
"I'm gonna cover her tits! I'm gonna cover the sweet little slut's tits!" he gloated, his eyes flashing. Hot wads of slime spat out from his cockhead and splashed time after time onto Vickie's heaving jugs.
"More! More! In my mouth!" she begged, her throat finally cleared of Frank's jizz. She tilted her head toward him and waited patiently, passively, with her eyes closed.
He moved closer, shot out one, two, three jets of white straight into her gaping, yearning mouth. Thick silver ropes of spunk overflowed her sweet lips and drooled down her chin. They dangled from her jaw.
"Ggggglllggggg!" she gasped, trying to swallow and keep her mouth open at the same time.
"I don't believe it! Look at her!" Frye went on, watching her face as he splashed out his cum across her tits. "The little whore loves it! She wants more! She fucking wants more cum!"
"And she's gonna get it! The little slut's gonna get it!" grunted Donald. He moved closer to Vickie's cum-splattered face, aimed the head of his cock at her mouth. He began to shoot jism. His first jet slithered down her cheek.
She turned from Frank's nearly emptied cock and immediately concentrated on this new source of jizz. Her mouth was still full to overflowing with steaming paste, but she gamely forced open her lips, waited anxiously for Donald's next blast.
Donald squirted a great swirling jet of cum into her gaping mouth. Once again she was forced to cough raggedly. More scalding silver spunk frothed from her lips and dribbled messily off her chin. She looked like she'd been hit in the mouth with a snowball.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Donald groaned, his hand whipping up and down his spraying cock with lightning-fast strokes. Another string of jism spat free. Then her mouth was full. She was forced to close her lips a moment. And the rest of his spunk sprayed out hopelessly on her pretty face.
Vickie did not wince or try to move her head during this onslaught. She waited patiently for the jism to splatter her full in the face with noisy wet blasts. Her lips smacked together hungrily as she swallowed. She kept her eyes open now, anxious to see who was coming and who wasn't, who had finished and who was just beginning.
Donald jerked off into her face strongly. Her lashes were matted shut immediately. A thick ball of jizz clung to the corner of her eye.
"Gggglllppphhh! Gggglllppphhh!" she groaned, helpless under the blizzard of cum.
The men watched in fascination as she was covered by wriggling snakes of jism. Frank sat back, his balls empty, his cock dripping slime to the carpet. Frye, his eyes wild, shot his last short blasts onto her right nipple, enthralled at the way the long nubbin shone under its erotic coating of spunk. And while Donald poured out the last of his juice, Saunders and Jason whacked themselves to climax.
She swallowed noisily, sucking wad after wad of steaming paste. This was madness! Absolute madness! This was like nothing she'd ever read about in books! God, how strange life was!
"Ohhh! Ungh! Ungh!" Donald moaned. Another hot blast of cream rose up from his balls. This one rolled out his cock tip and just hung there, like a white ornament on the end of his prick. It gleamed in the light a moment, then drooled down in a rubbery string and attached itself to Vickie's eyelash. Both eyes were now clogged with spunk.
Jason began to moan softly, and his prick started shooting jets of cum across her tits and down her belly. The white streamers crisscrossed with the cum-lines Frye had painted across her. It was hard to tell whose jizz was whose. The stuff dripped from both her nipples like milk.
And he suddenly pointed his cock higher, and streams of spunk shot off into her blonde hair. Cum slopped down her cheek and along her jawline. He moaned softly to himself.
"Quite a shower you're getting, huh, slut?" croaked Saunders, gazing up her steaming body. Her face was no longer recognizable. "You want the last of it? You want the last of the hot cum all over you?"
He knelt between her gaping legs and jerked himself off, proud that he was the last to come. There was a tense grin on his face and he began to growl deep in his throat. His hand whacked up and down on his cock so fast it was a wonder he wasn't hurting himself. Then at the last minute he tilted his stiff cock downwards, aiming for her yawning cunt.
Vickie had been fucked so many times tonight, her pussy was a gasping pink slice of raw flesh, the lips pried wide apart by all the cocks. It was wet and soggy with pre-cum juice and pussy fluid, and her pubic hair glistened as if oil had been poured all over it.
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