Maybe that’s what made it so sweet.
She slowly forced her eyes to open, to look at the other man, to feel everything with an intensity that was foreign to her before that morning.
Her former classmate stood there, a bulge in his own pants as he watched their teacher react in shock.
“Kurt!” he said, and her teacher pulled his dick from her pussy, leaving her so sadly empty as it drooled a mix of two men’s seed. “What are you doing?! You--” he struggled to come up with something to say.
But Kurt was undaunted.
“I won’t tell,” he repeated himself, “if you’ll let me in you next,” he said, looking to Brittany.
Her mind was moving so slowly, but her gaze was drawn right to his throbbing hardon, her body yearning to be filled again. To have more.
“You won’t tell,” she said, her words soft and mixed with a sigh of pleasure. “You can’t tell,” she adds on, a little more firmly. No one could know about this. About her and Mr. Templeton. And if all it took was letting Kurt fuck her...
Her finger beckoned him nearer.
Mr. Templeton looked at Kurt, then her, and back and forth again before he said, “You don’t have to do that, Kurt can’t--”
But the younger male pushed on in, undoing his own trousers, pulling down his underwear as he unleashed his own raging hard cock.
“God Brittany,” he said, grasping her ass with one hand, his own dick with the other as he guided it to her messy slit. “I’ve always dreamt of this… I don’t care if I get Mr. Templeton’s sloppy seconds to have you.”
Had she been asleep all along? All of these men, fantasizing about her, and it took an outsider to waltz in and unleash her inner slut?
“You have?” she asked dumbly, her eyes flitting between him and Mr. Templeton. She wondered if she saw a flare of jealousy in Mr. Templeton’s eyes, and that made her heart skip a beat. She didn’t want to hurt him.
But she did want him to watch.
She looked over her shoulder to Kurt, smiling at him as she pressed her round, bare ass towards his hips, her wet pussy being teased by the head of his cock. She almost laughed when she remembered Trevor promising to just put in the tip. Just a little taste of heaven.
How could she resist more?
And now she felt addicted. She couldn’t wait any longer, and instead of lingering and letting Kurt thrust into her, she instead pushed against his cock, taking him into her unprotected pussy.
Kurt moaned abruptly, feeling her slick pussy wrap around his shaft, it made him throb, his dick twitching inside her as he clung to her two hips for support.
Mr. Templeton was trapped there on the other side of them, unable to get around as Kurt started to pump into her slowly. He looked jealous, very jealous, but he didn’t look away either.
“Ohhh Brittany… you feel like heaven,” Kurt moaned, sliding one hand up underneath her, to grasp one of her heavy, bare breasts, to squeeze and fondle it as Mr. Templeton watched. Each soft smack of his groin to her ass making that flesh ripple delectably.
She swallowed, her head feeling light and dizzy as his hands explored her, his cock throbbed deep within her. It was ecstasy, and the more cocks that fucked her, the less she worried about the morals of it all.
The risk.
She was just thirsty for more, and she pushed her hands into the shelves, holding herself up and shifting so that Kurt could fuck her even deeper.
None of the men she’d been with sure worried about the risk, Kurt just the latest to pump into her, working his cock at a faster pace as she pressed back around him, egging him on despite his blackmail. He didn’t even let the fact that her pussy was sloppy with other men’s seed deter him from savouring every moment with her. Savouring every touch of her flesh as he lightly pinched and teased her nipple.
“You’re so good, Tiffany,” Kurt moaned out again, his balls swinging up to smack against her clit as Mr. Templeton reached out, helping himself to her other breast, to squeeze and fondle despite his jealousy.
“Ahh,” she whimpered
as two men’s hands touched her, making her stomach flip as she tried desperately to breath and keep her knees from giving out. She felt so weak, but so fulfilled, all at the same time.
“I’m good?” she moaned out, the words sounding surprised and curious all at once.
“The best,” Kurt said as he throbbed inside her, thrusting harder, faster. The wet smacks of their bodies filling that corner of the library as he fulfilled his deepest, longest held fantasies of having the hottest girl in town.