He went on kneading her clit, and she closed her eyes and gave herself up totally to the hot stabs of pleasure she was getting from his busy fingers. She knew she was soaking his whole hand with her molten cream, but she couldn't do anything about that. She let herself fly to the brink of orgasm, greedily prolonging the fun, not quite coming.
"Unnnhhh, Robbie, I love it," she gargled, "don't stop."
"I'll do it as long as you want, Miss Prentiss," the kid answered eagerly.
Polly's clit swelled up between his kneading fingers, tautly engorged with lust and nearly ready to explode. She gripped the edge of the bookshelf and clenched her teeth, reminding herself not to scream when her climax came. It wouldn't do to have every student in the library rushing back here to see what the hollering was all about.
They'd encounter a pretty wild sight if they did. The new head librarian was standing stark naked against the bookshelf, her face twisted with ecstasy, thick cream gushing down her thighs, as a student masturbated her. The student's jeans were unzipped, too and his cock was as stiff as a board.
Luckily Polly managed not to make too much noise when she came. A few more squeezes from Robbie's fingers, and she gasped, groaned, and began to climax.
"Ooooo, Robbie, you're doing it to me," she panted, "I'm coming!"
She swayed dizzily and had to clutch the bookshelf to keep from falling over. Molten come-juice gushed down her legs as the powerful spasms shook her. Then she opened her eyes and found Robbie watching her, his jeans down around his ankles, his prick standing up stiff and drooling. She focused hungrily on his engorged column of meat.
She'd just come like crazy, but as usual she still wasn't satisfied.
She wouldn't be satisfied till she took the boy's swollen cock into her famished pussy hole. Just thinking about it made her horny all over again. Her pussy felt on fire with need.
"Would you like to fuck me, Robbie?" she asked hoarsely.
"Oh, shit, would I ever," he moaned.
The floor was hard, so Polly chose not to lie down. Instead she turned her back to the boy, bent forward, and clutched the bookshelf.
"Hurry, Robbie, stick it in me," she panted, "I need it so bad."
Robbie had never fucked a girl before, and he hadn't anticipated losing his cherry in this unusual position, but he was ready for action. He shuffled over hehind the panting librarian, his pants puddled around his ankles, and eyed her cute little ass and dripping pink slit. He couldn't figure out where her cunt was, so he just socked his stiff cock between her thighs and started poking around, hoping to hit the mark.
"Hurry, honey, fuck me," Polly moaned desperately.
Just at that moment, Robbie got lucky. "Awww, Jesus, awww," he groaned as he sheathed his engorged dick in the hot velvety flesh of her cunt.
"Ooooo, yes, baby, cram it into me," Polly whimpered, "give me every inch of it."
Robbie blissfully obeyed, shoving his stiff cock as far as it would go into the librarian's hot and juicy twat. Then he just let his instincts take over, and he fucked into her hard and hungrily, his belly slapping against her ass. Polly moaned with delight and soaked his prick with sizzling juice.
"Yes, Robbie, fuck it to me good and hard," she panted, "as hard as you can."
Robbie was delighted with that assignment and he closed his eyes and forgot everything but the excitement he felt as he hammered his cock in a hot slick cunt for the very first time. Polly kept her eyes open because somebody had to be on guard. But didn't let that interfere with the searing pleasure she felt as she took the steady deep thrusts of Robbie's rock-hard teenage cock.
"Fuck it to me, honey, fuck it to me," she moaned.
She was still chanting the words when somebody glanced down that aisle and stared. Polly gasped. They'd be kicked out of school if they were caught. They'd be kicked out of school if they were caught. Yet she needed to be fucked so badly, she just couldn't bear to be fucked so badly, she just couldn't bear to have Robbie to stop. Maybe the intruder would just go away.
But he didn't. He was adult, male and as he moved closer Polly recognized him as the school's math teacher, John Martin. He moved so close that their eyes met, and he stood there so close that their eyes met, and he stood there watching as Robbie fucked her from behind.
Robbie still had his eyes closed tightly and wasn't aware that they had company.
"Unnnhhh, Miss Prentiss, I'm gonna come," he moaned.
"Yes, Robbie, cream me," Polly gasped, starting to come herself, "ohhh, yes, baby, whaaahhhh!"
"Awwwww, shit, awwww!" Robbie bawled, blasting his load into her, his hips jerking like crazy.
Polly couldn't help herself, she was coming like mad – right in front of John Martin. Her pretty face contorted with ecstasy, and she whimpered and moaned as the delicious spasms shook her body. Hot come-juices flowed down her legs. She wasn't going to cut this climax short, no matter what happened. She let it spin itself out, then looked up at Martin.
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.