Horny licking librarian

CHAPTER FIVE

John Martin had been the math teacher at Hardwick School for almost ten years. He was a big bearish man in his mid-thirties, gruff and demanding, and he scared hell out of the students. The library had grown as quiet as a graveyard when he walked in.

"Where's Miss Prentiss?" he asked Jeff, who was on duty at the desk.

"Back in the stacks helping a student," Jeff replied. "I think they went that way."

He pointed, and Martin headed in that direction. He wanted to talk to the new librarian about acquiring more math books. The present collection was disgracefully small. He went along looking methodically down each aisle, till he finally saw Miss Prentiss. She seemed to be bending over, putting something on the shelf, and a student was right behind her. Martin started down the aisle.

Then he stopped and stared. He couldn't believe his eyes. It appeared that Miss Prentiss was stark naked, and that the student had his pants down and was pistoning his cock into her from behind. She was gripping the book shelf and moaning softly, her face all contorted with lust.

But surely that couldn't be happening, not at Hardwick School.

Martin blinked and looked again. Sure enough, the student was fucking the librarian doggy-styled back there in the stacks. Martin was deeply shocked. He thought about heading straight for the headmaster, but he decided he'd better be absolutely sure of his facts first. So he moved even closer, and Miss Prentiss saw him now.

He moved within ten feet and watched the kid fucking her. There was no doubt in his mind now as he watched Robbie's cream-soaked cock zipping in and out of her cunt. He could even hear the lewd sucking noise the kid's prick was making as it reamed out her juice. That noise was punctuated by Robbie's panting and Polly's little whimpers of ecstasy.

Their eyes locked for a second. She just stood there brazenly and took her pleasure while he watched. Then her eyes rolled crazily and closed tight, and she and the kid began moaning hoarse words at each other.

Thick cream gushed down her legs, and Martin realized that both of them were coming. They were fucking and climaxing right in front of him. It was an incredible disgrace.

While he grew red-faced with indignation, Polly realized they were in for trouble. This guy wasn't going to just mind his own business and go away. She wouldn't even have minded him watching and getting his kicks, if only he'd keep watching and getting his kicks, but it was obvious that he was going to report them.

She quickly whispered to Robbie, "Get out of here, don't let him see your face."

Robbie had just then spotted the intruder and he pulled up his jeans and split. Martin realized he hadn't even recognized the kid, he'd been so busy watching Polly. He knew every student in the school, but he wouldn't be able to identify the librarian's young lover. All he'd seen was tits and pussy. He was furious.

"Miss Prentiss," he sputtered, "I've never seen anything as disgusting in my whole life. I'm going to the headmaster and report this at once."

Polly thougth fast. This guy was threatening to wreck her career.

"Before you do that, Mr. Martin," she said, "we'd better talk in your office for a moment, there's something you ought to know, but we can't discuss it here."

"Oh, very well," he snapped, "meet me there as soon as you put your clothes on." He walked away looking disguste.

By the time he reached his office, Polly had put together a desperate plan. She had to keep him from talking, and there was only one way she could think of to do that. She swept into the office, quickly locked the door and strode right over to where Martin was sitting in a swivel chair.

"All right, Miss Prentiss," he barked, "What was it you wanted to tell me?"

"I wanted to tell you I adore sucking cocks," she purred.

She thought his eyes would pop out of his head. She didn't give him time to recover from his shock. She went right to her knees before him, unzipped his pants, and tugged pants and shorts down. He began to sputter as she yanked the garments off and tossed them aside, but she didn't hesitate.

She fisted his cock and began pumping the thick base. Then she dipped her head down low, stuck out her tongue, and began to lick his meat.

He gasped as her hot juicy tongue contacted the sensitive head of his prick.

"Miss Prentiss, what are you doing," he stammered.

"Licking your cock, honey," she cooed. "Mmmmmm, I just can't get enough of it."

"This is outrageous," he muttered, "obscene. You'd better behave yourself, or I'll…"

He trailed off, his voice getting hoarse and croaky. Polly hadn't paid any attention to his protests anyway. His voice had told her one thing, but his cock was telling her something else. It was throbbing like crazy as she pumped it and licked it, and she thought she felt it beginning to swell.

She knew just how to encourage that horny swelling. She opened her lips wide and started feeding his prick into her mouth. His sensitive cock slid over her hot velvety tongue and into the steam heat of her mouth. The big man gave a powerful shudder and a hoarse groan. She drew in her cheeks and started to suck on his cock.

"Ohhhh, my God," Martin groaned.

Polly didn't know it, but she was bringing one of his secret naughty fantasies to life. John Martin had been married almost fifteen years to a frigid prude. His wife Alice permitted him to fuck her only once a month, and then she lay there like a frozen corpse urging him to get it over with. No affection, no foreplay, no response. He was way overdue for some fun.

For years he'd been fantasizing and jacking off, and his very favourite jack-off fantasy was to imagine a gorgeous horny woman going down on him, sucking like crazy on his cock. Of course he would never have admitted to such gross thoughts. He was a respectable man, a man who believed in the strict moral code of Hardwick School.

But he was only human, and he couldn't help getting horny now and the.

And when he did, he couldn't resist having those wicked daydreams. Now one of those fantasies was actuall coming true. The beautiful big-titted was sucking on his cock like it was candy. Martin just couldn't control his prick a second longer. He groaned as his meat began to swell and stiffen on Polly's tongue.

"Ohhh, Christ, I can't help it," he panted.

"Mmmmmm, ummmmmm," Polly answered encouragingly.

His prick was growing rapidly hard, pushing her lips wide apart, cramming her mouth. It threatened to snake right into her throat, it was growing so long, and she had to draw back a little or choke on it.

She gurgled triumphantly. She'd made the grim-faced math teacher get a hard-on, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

She renewed her firm grip on the thick hairy base of his cock and pumped it like crazy. She sucked liked she was starving for his juice.

She used a strong vacuum pressure to suction the hot cream from his piss hole, and she gobbled hungrily, swallowing every drop of the salty juice. Martin could feel her drooling all over his meat.

He slumped back in his chair and quit fighting. It was beginning, and he couldn't bear to stop it. All his life he'd secretly craved a blow-job, and now he was getting one from an expert. His eyes rolled helplessly, then closed, and his flushed face twisted into a lusty grimace. He stopped trying to hide his hot horniness.

"Ahhh, Christ, yes, suck," he groaned.

Polly breathed a sigh of relief. She had him now. He'd never dare report her to the headmaster now that he'd let her suck his cock. She fed even more of the thick meaty column into her mouth and sucked it faster, harder. Martin gripped the arms of his chair and moaned steadily and hoarsely.

He was thinking how fantastic it would be if his wife would go down on him like this, but of course Alice would rather be shot than display any interest in sex. Their love life wasn't going to change. So why not have some fun with this sex-starved shapely librarian? A man was entitled to a decent sex life, after all.

Polly's mouth was scorching hot around his prick, and she was suctioning the juice out of his piss hole as fast she could get it. He could feel her greedy tongue lashing his dick. His balls were swelling up with a huge load of jism, and he shivered with excitement as he imagined blasting that load down her throat.

"Yes, suck hard," he groaned, "get ready to eat my come, Miss Prentiss."

Polly let his rigid boner snap from her lips, and she looked up at the red-faced math teacher and said, "John, under the circumstances, don't you think we could call each other by our first names?"

"Oh, of course, Polly," he said hoarsely.

She nodded and stuffed his cock back into her mouth. He seemed to suck it even faster and harder than before, and John just slumped back in his chair with a blissful groan and let himself be carried away by the hot pleasure he felt. Soon his balls were ready to explode, his cock nearly bursting with engorgemtn.

"Unnnnhhh, Christ, here it comes," he gasped, "awwww, yesss, aaaggghhhh!"

Polly's cheeks swelled hugely as he sizzled an enormous load of come into her mouth. She let the delicious cream collect, savoring it, till she couldn't hold any more. Then she gulped it down greedily. John groaned and jetted load after load of stored-up jism into her hungry mouth. Then he slumped back with a big sigh of satisfaction.

"Did you like that, John?" Polly said slyly.

"It was wonderful," he admitted blushing.

"I have to confess, Polly, I've always wanted my cock sucked."

"Glad I could oblige," she smiled. "But that isn't the end of the fun we can have together, John. There are all kinds of exciting things we can do."

His eyes lit up. "Like what?"

"Oh, just about anything you'd care to try," she grinned, "providing you never tell anybody what you saw in the library today."

"Oh, don't worry, I won't," he promised. Then he broke into an eager leer. "Would you let me go down on you, Polly?" he asked.

"Why, of course, John," she purred. "I'd love it."

He quickly cleared off the top of his desk while Polly removed her panties. She hiked her skirt up and tucked it out of the way. Then she got up on the desk, on her back, and positioned her ass and heels just at the edge. Her thighs were wide open, every inch of her moist pink pussy displayed.

It looked like a banquet to John. Another of his secret hankerings had been to eat pussy. He wasn't allowed to do it at home. He'd tried it just once with Alice, and she'd called him a pervert and made him stop. She'd even suggested that he ought to see a shrink. John thought she was the one who would see the shrink, but he didn't tell her so.

Nobody was going to change Alice.

But now he had a willing partner, and he could hardly wait to get his first taste of pussy cream. Standing at the end of the desk, he dipped his head down, stuck out his tongue, and began to lick the librarian's hot little gash. At the very first touch of his tongue, Polly gasped and squealed with delight. A hot spurt of cream from her cunt told him she wasn't faking her excitement.

"Oh, yeah, John, lick me all over," she moaned.

That was exactly what he did. He used his big hot tongue to explore every inch of her juicy hot slit. Polly closed her eyes and lay there gurgling in bliss. It was hard to imagine a more heavenly sensation than having a guy just take his time and lick her whole pussy.

"Unnnnhhh, God, I love it," she gurgled.

John knew that already, because she was soaking his exploring tongue with rush after rush of tangy-tasting cuntal juice. He was already hooked on the stuff, and he used the stiff tip to scoop up every drop.

Finally he paused for breath, leering down at Polly.

"I read a sex manual once," he confessed. "I'd like to test out their instructions for oral sex."

"Please, be my guest," Polly giggled.

Remembered that book very well, because he often read it while jacking off, pretending he was doing all those exotic things to some eager young woman. Now he'd see just how well the techniques worked. He folded back the dark-furred lips ofher pussy and isolated the tip of his tongue to the wet bed and began to stimulate it in a swift circular motion.

"Oooo, John, that's wild," Polly squealed.

"You like it?" he leered.

"I love it," she moaned.

That twirling tongue tip gave her a continual buzz of pleasure of pleasure and made her cream non-stop. The molten liquid overflowed her cunt and gushed down the crack of her ass to puddle on the desk beneath her. She gripped the sides of the desk and moaned with excitement as John drilled the stiff wet tip of his tongue into her swelling joy button. Her clit got its own tiny hard-on, getting engorged to the point of explosion.

"Ohhhh, John, you're gonna make me come," she gasped.

John was delighted with the success of his technique. He wanted to try something else the book had suggested. He caught her pulsating clit between his lips and started sucking on it. Polly squealed and almost flew off his desk. She soaked his bobbing chin with a huge rush of molten cream.

"Ohhhh, honey, yess," she cried, "suck me off."

His sucking was obscenely noisy, and that heightened her arousal. She closed her eyes tightly and arched her pelvis up, greedily pressed her joy button against his sucking lips. She felt the hot pleasure building rapidly in her pussy till she could hardly contain it. Thick floods of cream gushed down the cleft of her ass.

"Suck me, honey, suck meeee!" she squealed.

As John eagerly sucked her clit and gulped her tangy cream, he was getting another hard-on. Alice hadn't had that effect on him in years, but this lusty librarian was driving him wild. Her soaked pussy was hot as fire against his face, and her little clit was throbbing violently between his lips. She was moaning steadily and hoarsely.

"Ohhhh, fuck, I'm gonna come," she whimpered. "Suck, me good and hard now, John, don't stop."

He gave her what she wanted, sucking fast and loud on her wildly pulsating joy button, and she sobbed with pleasure. Just a few seconds later she stiffened, gasped and then drenched his face with an enormous flood of come-cream, her body writhed and bucked.

"You did it, I'm coming!" she howled. "Ohhh, fuck, whaaahhhh!"

John couldn't keep his lips on target, she was writhing so much. He straightened up and watched her come, his big cock wagging stiffly and lewdly before him. It bulged with blue veins and dripped hot cream. It was the first thing Polly saw when she opened her eyes again.

"Fuck me, John," she leered, "stick that big thing in me."

With a horny growl, John lifted her long shapely legs and draped them over his strong shoulders. He cupped her hot little ass and guided her forward, onto the rigid impalement of his lust-engorged prick. She whimpered and creamed as he filled her with the throbbing slab of meat. Too horny to be gentle, he started fucking into her like a pile driver.

"Unnnnhhh, yes, you big bastard, fuck me hard," she moaned, "fuck the living shit out of me."

Every one of those naughty words was enough to get her fired from Hardwick School, but John wasn't about to report her. Right now he thought the school rules sucked. Blissfully he hammered his stiff cock in her boiling little cunt, delighted to be fucking a woman who responded passionately. The horny librarian was the exact of his wife.

"You like it?" he leered down at her. "Am I fucking you good, Polly?"

Her eyes rolled shut, and she lost herself in the hot pleasure she felt as his pile-driving cock pounded relentlessly in her cunt. She arched her body to take his meat as deep as she could get it. Then she felt a violent explosion in the depths of her twat that flamed out to engulf her whole body.

"Ohhh, honey, I'm coming, oohhhh!" she moaned.

"Fuck, shit, unnnngghhhh!" John roared, exploding his jizz into her womb.

Polly gurgled in ecstasy as the groaning math teacher sizzled his load into her. She wouldn't have to worrry about John Martin reporting her to the headmaster. Her secret was safe, and now she had three horny males to keep her lust satisfied. Between Jeff, Robbie and John, she could get all the fucking she needed.

Of course that didn't mean she was going to stop seducing men. The more, the merrier, as far as Polly was concerned.