Chapter 6
"Gee, Miss Rollins, that was great!" Glen sighed, a huge smile creasing his pleasantly homely young face. "I'm sorry I came so quick. Usually I can hold back for awhile, but your big, heavy tits and your round, hard nipples made me so horny I just couldn't hold it today."
"That's all right, Glen. I was pretty horny myself, and your big cock brought me off quicker than I'd expected, too."
The two had been so busy with their fucking that someone could have broken into the room and watched them without their knowing it. As it was, someone had been standing on the other side of the door listening, trying to figure out what was going on.
Clint Forsyth had gone to the hotel to take Libby her temporary transportation: a small and slightly battered, but still perfectly serviceable, coupe. At the hotel, old Elmo had told him Libby had gone to the library. Clint had his own key, so he let himself in and walked back to the private staff corridor. There he found a small figure, ear pressed to the door, skirt hiked up to her waist, one hand busy at her soaking pussy, the other inside her blouse at a shallow tit. It was Angie.
"Well, Miss Pryor, what are you doing here this Sunday afternoon?', ' Clint asked her, a chuckle in his voice. "It isn't often anyone gets to see the famous fucker, Angie Pryor, masturbating!"
Angie jumped a foot when she heard his voice, but as soon as she knew who it was, she held a finger to her lips to shush him, then put her ear back to the door and her hand back to her pussy.
"Jesus Christ, Angie, why should I be quiet? If you need to get off so badly, let's just go into the librarian's office and put that sofa bed to some good use. Shit, that's why I bought it for the library in the first place!"
Angie, her concentration broken, shrugged, and removed her hands from her tits and cunt. She turned to Clint, and smiled. "Somebody's already using the bed, Mr. Forsyth. I'm not sure, but I think it's Miss Rollins and Glen Westby."
"Why would Miss Rollins be fucking the Westby boy?" Clint asked her, shocked.
"Jesus, you mean you don't know?" Angie asked him, astonished. "Shit, I thought everybody in the county knew about Glen Westby. The fuckin' kid's hung like a goddamned horse! Damned near every female in the county would like to give Glen a try."
"Jesus, you've got to be shitting me!" Clint sighed. "No scrawny little kid can have a foot-long prick! Shit, I only saw one that size in my whole life, and that wasn't in real life, it was in a porno movie."
"Just you wait and see, Mr. Forsyth. Hell, I've even measured it myself."
Clint was silent only for a moment. "We both fooled around with Miss Rollins, you've fucked the Westby boy, so why are we whispering? Why don't we just go on inside and join 'em?"
"I kind of thought we'd let them finish fucking before we disturbed them. Some people get mean as shit when they're interrupted mid-fuck." She blushed. "I know that for sure, 'cause I'm one of 'em."
Forsyth smiled at her. "I guess! Anyway, I've got a key to the office if it's locked, and if we're quiet maybe they won't notice. Sometimes a cannon could go off in my ear when I'm fucking and I wouldn't even hear it."
Angie shrugged and giggled. "Just remember, it's your idea, not mine."
Clint unlocked the door carefully, and silently pushed it open. Libby and Glen had just finished. Libby had his cock still deep inside her and was shocked to discover that it was no longer softening and shrinking, but it was starting to swell and stretch and harden again!
"Jesus Christ, Glen!" she exclaimed, thrilled with his swelling fuck-log buried in her cunt. "I think you can fuck me again!"
The boy, who had again gone to sucking Libby's big nipples, dropped his head back to answer. A movement caught his attention and he turned to see Clint and Angie tiptoe into the room.
"Oh, shit!" he moaned. "Miss Rollins, we-got company!"
Libby snapped her head around, badly frightened. After all, she didn't want to lose her job. When she saw who it was, she relaxed.
"Oh! Hi, Clint! Hi, Angie! Want to join the fun? Glen and I'll slide over so there's more room on the bed. One thing, though, I don't plan on getting off of Glen until we've fucked again."
Angie giggled. "I thought you were going to say until he goes soft on you! Sometimes he can keep his cock hard for hours and just fuck and fuck and fuck. 'Course he doesn't come each time, but even when he does, well, it usually gets hard again in just a minute or two. Quicker, if you leave it in your cunt."
While she was talking, Angie stripped off her lightweight summer dress and kicked off her sandals. Clint Forsyth shrugged, figured what the hell, then stripped his own clothes off. He'd been looking forward to a slow and comfortable afternoon fuck with Libby Rollins, but Angie was also one hell of a fuck, and she was, as always, more than ready.
"Mr. Forsyth? If it's okay with you, I'd just as soon ride you the way Miss Rollins is riding Glen."
"I'd like that, Angie," Clint replied. He crawled onto the bed and sprawled face-up next to the boy.
"No, turn around so your cock is next to his shoulder. Then Miss Rollins and I can play with each other while we're fucking you two," Angie begged.
Clint shrugged and swung around until Angie was satisfied with his position. His big cock was standing up from his groin like a tower. Angie, her pussy already dripping, her nipples standing at rigid attention, almost vaulted onto the bed. She positioned her soaking slit over Clint's stiff prick, then lowered herself onto his cock in one long, smooth stroke, burying his big fuck-staff in her hungry cunt, grinding her groin into his. Her stiff, distended clit brushed his cock-hair, and that sent a wave of orgasmic spasms shooting through Angie's slim, lovely body.
Libby watched Angie mount Clint. Once again, Libby was struck by the eager ease and skill with which the young girl practically sucked Clint's big cock into her cunt. Libby was still just sitting on Glen Westby's groin, thrilling to the feel of his magnificent cock swelling and stretching, growing deeper into her cunt, filling her with that wonderful feeling of being overstuffed with cock.
Libby found herself powerfully attracted to Angie's amazing cylindrical nipples, so long and so hard, throbbing with blood. She held her hand out and flicked one of Angie's rigid little tit-rods back and forth with her forefinger. The longer Libby played with it, the longer it got!
The touch of Libby's soft fingers on her sensitive nipples, at the same time as Clint's cock-hair teased her oversized clit, spurred another, deeper blast of shivering twitches through Angie's delicate-looking body. She giggled.
"Jesus, Miss Rollins, this ought to be some great fuckin' afternoon!"
"I sure hope so," Libby responded. "If it isn't, I'm sure wasting a lot of time I could use for working."
The two women, the tall, full-bodied, big-titted girl in her twenties and the pretty, slender teenager with the astonishing nipples, turned their torsos slightly so they faced each other. While Libby continued to tease Angie's long, hard nipples with her fingers, Angie leaned forward and offered Libby her full, sensuous lips to kiss.
Libby continued to delicately handle Angie's broad, shallow tits and long, rigid nipples as she bent her head down to kiss the younger girl full on the mouth. The instant her lips touched Angie's it was as though a spark of sexual electricity passed between them. Angie's tongue burrowed into the opening between Libby's lips and sensuously explored the older woman's mouth in lingering detail. Libby's tongue surged into the teenager's mouth as well, but Libby was no match for the youngster when it came to a talented tongue. Libby had never been so carnally stirred by a tongue before!
Angie hadn't so much as touched Libby's big, firm tits. Now, with her tongue swirling through the librarian's mouth, Angie's soft hands went out to Libby's tits, cupped and lightly squeezed them. Her fingers milked Libby's big tits to the marble-hard, fat nipples.
Libby found herself getting hotter and hornier by the second. Glen's enormous cock, sunk in her cunt, was swelling and hardening until it felt like it would split her open! Libby twisted and squirmed on his big fuck-log, grinding her cunt against Glen's groin. Round after round of little orgasmic waves shot through her torso and down her legs.
Libby began to use her strong, trained cunt-muscles on Glen's throbbing cock. She squeezed her pussy tight at the base of his cock, then in a wave-like motion, she milked his big prick with her tight cunt all the way from root to tip. As she did so, she could feel his huge cock harden even more. It seemed to grow longer and thicker, filling Libby, stuffing her cunt as she'd never been stuffed!
Glen Westby was completely enjoying the sensation of being fucked without Miss Rollins bouncing up and down on him. The way she was fucking him, using only her inside cunt-muscles, was turning him on tremendously. He chuckled softly. He'd always enjoyed the library and spent a lot of time in it. Then, when he and Angie got together, he spent even more time here. Now, with the new librarian, he'd probably spend the whole rest of his life in the library! And what a fantastic fucking life!
Clint Forsyth found something incredibly sexy about the two beautiful young ladies exchanging a long, deep kiss while playing with each other's lovely tits and overly large nipples. The thought that they were sexually exciting each other, while they were both mounted on big, hard cocks quickly brought Clint to a peak of excitement. He was afraid he was going to cum too soon, and he knew how cranky that could make Angie!
Angie and Clint were used to each other. They'd fucked before many times. Yet this time was different, different for them both. Angie was fucking Clint the same way Libby was fucking Glen: just sitting still and doing the fucking with her strong, skilled cunt-muscles. There was something about sitting on Mr. Forsyth's big, hard cock and milking it with her cunt, while kissing and handling the new, gorgeous librarian, that made the teenaged girl shiver with constant delight.
For Clint, it was the sight of the two women getting it on with each other, while getting it on with the men at the same time, that he found so tremendously sexy. He'd always loved the way Angie fucked, the skill and the technique of the youngster were exceptional, but he'd never had the deep-down need to be fucked, to get off, that he did right at this minute! It had been a long time since he'd been so completely and deeply sexually aroused.
Practically any fuck would have been exciting for Libby, because of her lack of experience. Just the same, though, she found herself unusually turned on and not just by the tremendous size of Glen's cock filling her cunt. As with the others, it was the combination, Glen's huge cock and Angie's gentle fingers and skilled tongue, all teasing and filling and manipulating her.
Just sitting still and using her internal muscles wasn't enough for Libby. She broke the kiss with Angie. She was starting to pant and couldn't get enough air.
"Jesus Christ, Angie!" Libby gasped. "What are you doing to me? I can't recall being so excited! God, but I need to get off again, so bad I can't sit still any longer!"
Angie giggled. "I don't know, but I feel it, too. It must be some kind of mutual fuck-attraction we have for each other, don't you think? Or maybe it's just having those wonderful big cocks buried in our cunts while we play with each other."
"Shit! I don't know, Angie, but I'm sure going to enjoy it!" Libby groaned as another wave of little climactic tremors shot through her.
Libby's fingers and hands were still stroking and petting, twisting and tweaking Angie's long, rod-like nipples, but she wasn't sitting still any longer. She was raising and lowering her hips, timing her cunt-muscles contractions to her fucking movements.
"God, Miss Rollins!" Glen Westby groaned with delight. "That's great! It's just like getting double-fucked all at once!"
Clint gasped. "The women seem to be on the same wavelength today! Angie, you must be doing the same thing to me that Libby's doing to the boy."
Angie was surging up and down, sliding her tight, educated young cunt the length of his throbbing cock in long, smooth strokes, gripping the slippery fuck-log tightly with her strong cunt-muscles while she rode his mighty prick.
Clint groaned. "Oh, shit! Angie, I'm sorry, I'm cumming! You're too fucking good a fuck, or else I'm too fucking horny! I can't hold back any longer!"
"Hey, that's great!" Angie said with a big grin. "I don't know why, but I feel the same way. I don't know when I've been ready for a big orgasm so soon after starting to fuck!"
"Yeah, me, too," Glen announced. "I'm about ready again and most of the time I can hold off for a long time."
"Jesus!" Clint muttered. "How about that? It sounds like we're going to have a four-way simultaneous cum!"
The four concentrated their efforts. Libby really didn't give a damn about how the others were doing or how close they were to cumming. All she cared about right at that moment was how Glen was cumming and if they were going to make it together again.
Her sexual tensions had grown until now they were near the breaking point. She really needed the relief of a huge orgasm. She needed it bad! The friction of Glen's monumental cock pistoning in and out of her tightly grabbing, cream-slippery, hot and eager cunt was rapidly bringing her to the explosion point.
Glen could feel his big, heavy balls start to draw up, ready to shoot their load of hot, thick cum deep into Miss Rollins' sucking pussy.
Libby sensed that throbbing, pumping motion of Glen's mighty cock. She could feel the sensation from her cunt-lips all the way to somewhere above her bellybutton. A pulsing wave surged from his cock-root at her furry slit, moving the whole way up his long fuck-shaft buried in her cunt.
As the first globs of jizz jetted from the nozzle of the boy's mighty cock into the far end of her fuck-canal, Libby squealed with delight. A monster wave of orgasmic contractions radiated through her, spreading out in spasmodic jolts from her stuffed and sopping cunt to her tingling nipples and throbbing clit.
Her whole body seemed to contract in a huge, deep, clenching joy-cramp. Those wonderful tremors shot down her inner thighs. She was saturated, drenched with lust-driven carnal twitches and shivers and jerks. She'd had a fulfilling, fantastic, satiating, marvelous orgasm!
Libby ground her cunt against the boy's thin pelvis, relishing the fabulous feel of his great cock still twitching its final spurts of cum into her cunt. Angie's fingers had tweaked her nipples harder at the same time Glen's first shot of jizz had slugged into Libby, and had helped trigger the delightful climax.
Libby had also, unintentionally, pinched Angie's taut, thick nipples when her orgasm began. That served to start the delicate-looking young girl off on her powerful, shuddering orgasm.
Angie's climax triggered Clint's when the powerful, young muscles of her tight, slippery cunt clamped down on his pistoning prick. She was on a slamming downstroke when her own cum began. Her first reaction, as the clenching spasms rocketed through her slender frame, was the tightening of her pussy-muscles. The extra squeeze as she slid down his heavy, throbbing fuck-stick brought the jizz squirting up from Clint's heavy-loaded balls and spurting deep into Angie's hungry and eager cunt.
Angie opened her mouth and screamed a long, low, sighing scream as the tremors thundered through her body, making her every muscle twitch and shudder with the sheer pleasure of final sexual release!
As her jerking shudders died away, Angie raised her head and sighed. "Oh, Jesus, but it's good! Every time, almost, it's good! It never seems to get worse, if anything it gets better! God, but I love to fuck!"
Libby smiled at the younger girl. "So do I, now that I finally got started at it. Jesus, to think of all the fun I missed not starting when you did, Angie! All those wasted years!"
Clint Forsyth broke in. "Maybe, but aren't you glad you finally discovered the joys of sex, Libby? Shit, every girl isn't an Angie Pryor, let's face it. Little Angie, here, is something unique! Thank God!"
Angie pouted at him. "What do you mean, thank God? Why are you mad at me?"
Forsyth laughed.
"I'm not mad at you, Angie. Hell, I'm thankful for you. Without you, I'd probably become a horny, frustrated old man. Me and dozens of others around this town." Clint took a deep breath, then continued. "I'm thankful for you and I'm thankful there's only one of you, Angie dear. Two Angies are, I'm afraid, more than this little town could take. We'd all be fucked to death before we got out of our teens. And the other women in town would be really pissed off because there wouldn't be any good fucking left for them!"
"I wouldn't be so sure of that, Mr. Forsyth," Angie argued. "After all, look at Glen, here. I'll bet he's almost ready to fuck again, isn't he, Miss Rollins?"
Libby could easily tell that Angie was right. She could tell, because Glen's salami-sized cock so delightfully stuffing her cunt was once again stiffening.
"You're right, Angie. I think Glen is ready to fuck again, but I'm afraid I'm not."
A wide smile split the younger girl's face. "Hey, neat! I'm ready and Glen's ready, so why don't you and me trade places, Miss Rollins?"
Libby wasn't so sure about trading places, but she was sure she didn't want to fuck another round with Glen Westby. His oversized super-cock was fine once, even twice, but she was beginning to feel overstretched and sore from having his monster fuck-pole spreading her comparatively inexperienced cunt. Slowly, Libby got on her hands and knees and eased her hips upward so that Glen's great flesh-pole of fuck-meat could slide smoothly from her cum-filled pussy.
Angie had already gotten off of Clint's fast-shrinking prick and was on her knees next to Libby, waiting to climb on Glen's titanic erection. Clint was watching intently as Libby raised herself. He was curious as to how much Angie had exaggerated when she described the Westby boy's cock. As more and more hard, thick cock slipped from Libby's wide-stretched cunt, Clint could hardly believe his eyes. Glen's swollen, purple, pulsing cock-head finally slipped from Libby's sopping cunt-lips.
"Holy shit almighty!" Clint exclaimed, awestruck. "God, you're right, Angie! He does have a horse-cock for a prick! Jesus, are you all right, Libby? That's a fucking lot of cock to have in you! Great grief, that's a fucking lot of cock, period! And to think it's attached to such a skinny, little kid!"