She walked out from behind the desk, following them as discreetly as she could, a difficult task in a library. Any doubts she had about the purpose of their visit were rapidly shattered, a quick look around the corner giving her the image of the girl held between the two lecturers, their tongues working desperately in each other’s mouths. Their hands roamed all overher body, palming her breasts and then resting on her shoulders. Slowly, with a smile spreading on her face, she dropped to her knees, her eyes fixed to the rapidly tenting fabric of their pants.
She took mercy on them, unzipping them and freeing them from their constraints. Their cocks fell free, lightly hitting her face on the way down. She giggled, taking them both in hand and pumping her hands slowly back and forth. They groaned, her experienced hands turning them to jelly almost immediately. She squeezed at the base, pulling her hands back and running her thumb over the head, spreading their precum all along the base.
She licked her lips, advancing on the younger lecturer with hunger in her eyes. Her lips closed around the head, her tongue flicking out and lapping up the precum beading at the slit. She descended further, her hand still working over the professor, both men groaning at the sensation. She felt the lecturer’s cock hit the back of her throat, bobbing her head back and forth along his length. After a few minutes she pulled back, switching her attention to the professor with barely time to take a breath. His dick wasn’t as long as the lecturer’s, but it was thick, she could hardly wrap her lips around it. She forced her way down, choking momentarily but pushing through it. Her tongue lapped against his balls when she reached the base, sucking along his length as she moved her head.
Erin couldn’t tear her eyes away, watching her switch between the two lengths at will, hands working to keep them hard at all times. She started touching herself again when the girl took the lecturer’s balls in her mouth, sucking hard against them as she pumped his length. It was plain to see that the girl herself was getting more and more turned on, her skirt giving an unobstructed view of her rapidly moistening underwear.
The professor placed his hand on the back of her head, thrusting his length roughly in and out of her throat, the sounds of her gags tempered by her giggles. The lecturer followed, sinking in to the base and keeping himself there, feeling her throat tighten and pulse around him. He pulled out, slapping his cock across her cheek, the lustful look only increasing as precum was spread across her face. She moaned harshly as they ran their lengths over her features, at one point taking both cocks into her mouth at the same time.
She groaned as she leaned over one of the chairs in the aisle, both men taking positions on either side of her. She reached back, spreading her cheeks and giving the lecturer and Erin a glorious view. He ran his length up her slit, delighting in the frustrated moans that resulted. He sunk himself in slowly, each inch disappearing at a torturous pace, finally bottoming out after what felt an eternity. Her wanton moans were silenced by the thick member plugging her throat, the professor not wasting time waiting to thrust his hips.
They pistoned their hips roughly, her body rocking back and forth between their lengths and vibrating from the force of their thrusts. Her eyes rolled back in her head, the feeling of being so thoroughly used almost intoxicating, the slap of the lecturer’s balls against her clit making her vision flash. The professor would occasionally thrust himself all the way in, holding himself there and leaving her breathless. Right as she considered tapping his leg for air, he would always pull back, the two of them working amazingly together. She put both her hands on the professor’s legs, dragging him in and pushing him away when she started to gag.
Erin watched, transfixed as they roughly manhandled the student. Each buck of their hips was met with a harsh thrust of her own, each lustful moan forcing her to bite down on her knuckle, lest they become alerted to her presence. She had no idea what was happening to her, why she wouldn’t just step in and put an end to this. All she knew was that seeing this young woman being passed between these two men, sweat and her come dripping to the floor, it gave her a new feeling, something she hadn’t felt in years, and even then nowhere near the same as this.
She felt heat, she felt desire, and she felt longing.
She wanted.
Erin shot her head up at the unmistakable whimper coming from the group, the young woman’s legs shaking and tears of pleasure streaming down her face. She clenched hard around the lecturer’s cock, both men pushing deep into her from both sides, feeling her clench and quiver around their swollen lengths. Her climax seemed to last forever, both men still continued to fuck her through the entire thing, almost passing out from the over stimulation. They withdrew with a pop, both sides of her not really wanting to let go of them. She fell to her knees, both men taking positions in front of her, desperately pumping their lengths in front of her.
Both men were close, that much was clear, their movements getting sloppy, sweat streaming down their faces. They were teetering on the brink, and Erin was as desperate to see them fall over the edge as much as she wished for herself.
The woman blew a kiss up at the both of them, then leaned back, her mouth wide open. The professor was first, coming undone with a shuddering gasp, a thick stream of cum erupting from the head of his cock. It lanced over her lips, most entering her mouth but a thick deposit sitting across her cheek. He shoved himself back into her mouth, thrusting a few times before withdrawing and leaning against the shelf. She turned to the lecturer, and her anticipation was clear on her face.
He grunted, not a drop of his cum being wasted on anywhere but her mouth. His thick seed shot into the back of her throat, her lips clamping down around the head and sucking deeply, any that may have been left over now resting on her tongue. She swirled the two men’s release around, tasting the differences between the two. With a contented hum, she leaned her head back, swallowing every drop down and grinning.
“We should do that again some time...”
The lecturer chuckled, zipping himself up and making to leave, “See you in class...” He cut himself off as his gaze met Erin’s, her eyes wide in fear and her fingers being hastily pulled out of herself. She disappeared before either of the others could see her.
The professor tilted his head, “Something wrong?”
He paused for a few seconds, before smiling, “Nope, nothing’s wrong at all.”
Chapter Three
She tried to put the incident out of her mind, she really did, tried to focus on her work, act like everything was normal. If she said it was then eventually it would be, right? But she couldn’t deny the way she reacted to it, the way that her body responded. The feel of her fingers on herself, inside of herself, it was the best it had felt in years. But it was more than that, so much more than just the physical act. It was the taboo, the thrill of doing something that was wrong. Seeing those people entwined in each other, within the walls of such a strict system, where she was supposed to uphold the rules... the very thought of it shot a bolt of liquid heat straight to her core.
Watching was incredible, being witness to something so primal and raw, the blissful expressions on their faces, the incredible roughness of their movements... how could anything else in the world possibly compare? Except of course, she thought with her teeth worrying her lip, being a part of it herself.
Erin sighed; everything would be coming to an end soon though. Her little game had been fun, exhilarating even, but it couldn’t last forever. She never would have anticipated it would be her leaving and not the sex club however. If it was just students that she had been watching she likely would have gotten off Scot free, perhaps even received an invitation, but that wasn’t what happened. She witnessed two professors, two esteemed members of the highly prestigious staff, involved in a three way with a student. Not only that, one of them had seen her watching. If they were smart, and she assumed they were given that they taught at the school, they would find her quickly and make to terminate her employment and education. Any protests or reveals from
her would just seem to be made in anger from then.
She screwed her fists up, trying to will herself to not throw her books across the desk. She took a breath, then another, almost calm again.
Then they sat down across from her.
The lecturer from the previous day smiled, acting like he wasn’t just about to screw up her life for good, “So, I see that you’re a fan of what we do.”
She rolled her eyes, “Please, I know you’re going to get rid of me. Just say it and I’ll leave, we’ll get this over with.”
He was taken aback, “I’m... not sure I know what you mean.”
“I saw you two with a student. Fucking a student. In most every university that would be a scandal, at this one it would be near suicide. So what possible reason could you have to sit down with me now, other than to tell me I’m out of here?”
The professor chuckled, “I think you’re misunderstanding why we’re here.”
The lecturer nodded, “We didn’t come here to tell you to leave.”
“Then why are you here?”
The two of them stood, walking over to stand on either side of her. The lecturer leaned down, “To ask you to join us...”
She looked between the two of them, shock plain on her face, “I... Me?”
The professor nodded, “If you haven’t noticed, you are an incredibly beautiful young woman... anyone, man or woman, would kill to spend one evening with you.”
“And you...?”
The lecturer smiled, “We are no different.” He extended his hand, “Would you like to join us?”
She barely had to think before she took his hand, following them to the aisle.
She gasped into her hand, her teeth digging into her palm as she shuddered with pleasure. The professor’s talented tongue prodded and explored her depths; each stroke against her inner walls feeling like it was rocking her entire body. Each push from him pushed her backwards, right into the waiting face of the lecturer, his mouth buried between her cheeks as he worked himself into a frenzy.
He pulled her cheeks apart, forcing his face deeper in, his tongue poking at her rear entrance. She ground herself against their faces, each movement pushing them deeper into her. They increased their efforts, fingers joining tongues as they put their skills to work, her chest heaving with the effort it took to remain silent. A finger came from behind her, touching lightly at the tightness of her backdoor. Pushing softly, yet forcefully, it slipped through into her, the tight ring of muscle maintaining a death grip upon it. She yelped, that part of her body not once having been explored, yet already she could tell that it was a mistake to not do it sooner. The feeling of fullness was incredible, the steady pump of his hand already drenching her front. When the professor added two of his fingers, she keened, the feeling of being fingered from both sides driving her mind into a frenzy.
Together, the two of them pumped their fingers in sync, not a moment going by where she didn’t feel that exquisite fullness. She collapsed forward onto against the shelf, not fully trusting her legs to hold up under their onslaught. They must have realized that she was getting close, because they pulled out of her, the feeling of emptiness almost making her sob. The professor grabbed her hand, lightly guiding her down to her knees, she obliged without hesitation.
The two of them stood in front of her, hands already going to their belts as they undid their pants and slid them to their knees. She took them in hand, already licking her lips in anticipation. The lecturer was first, his lengthy cock disappearing inch by inch down her throat, a few pumps of her head already having him gasping. She pulled off with a pop, swallowing the professor without hesitation. She dragged her tongue along the underside of his shaft, his girthy manhood sliding itself deeper into her mouth, a hand playing with his sac. She pumped them both vigorously, the looks of pleasure gazing down at her taking that jolt of heat and turning it into an inferno. She leaned forward, pushing both of them into her mouth. It was a tight fit, and she couldn’t swallow them down very far, leaving them pushing into her cheeks, but the feeling was amazing.
The lecturer pulled out of her grip, walking around behind her. He lightly pushed her forward, enough to tell her what he wanted but softly enough that she could stop it if she wanted. She held herself up on her hands, knees going outwards as she spread herself out for him. He nodded, smiling, aligning himself with her dripping entrance.
As he pushed himself into her, the professor stepped forward, silencing her desperate moans with his cock. She pushed herself back against the lecturer, each thrust of his meeting her body full force, the sound of flesh meeting flesh clearly audible through the library. If she was aware of anything but the dicks assaulting her senses, she would have been mortified, as it stood, she could care less.
They once more worked in perfect sync, choosing this time to thrust in at the same time, each movement slamming her between the two of them, both sides filling and emptying at the same pace. Each thrust and slam pushed her closer to the edge, and before she knew it she was all but screaming around the professor’s cock, her walls tightening incredibly around the lecturer’s length. With a grunt, he withdrew and held around his base, sheer force of will preventing him from releasing against her back. Instead, he let his fingers drift, two of them finding their way back to her backside. Her eyes widened as soon as the fog of orgasm faded. He pushed his fingers in, the tight ring much more pliable this time. A quick pump drew a startled moan, but when he scissored his fingers he relished the high-pitched squeal she made, still clearly audible from around the professor.
He placed a hand on her shoulder, guiding her shakily up to her feet. His eyes raked down her figure, glorious breasts heaving in the open air, trimmed slit glistening with the evidence of her orgasm. It struck him just how lucky the two of them were, and looking at the way her body was reacting, that luck would likely be extending to others very soon.
Erin looked down, the professor having taken his position below her. Without waiting for a prompt, she placed her knees on either side of him, sliding down slowly and deliberately, her lower lips sliding open and accepting his thickness. She didn’t rest until her hips were flush with his, sighing contently when she felt him fitting snugly within her. A hand on her back pushed her forward, her eyes widening when she realized what they had planned. Though, she thought with a smirk, no reason to stop.
The younger man pushed the head of his cock into her ass, the incredible tightness feeling like it was going to swallow him whole. He pushed forward, her ass widening gloriously before his eyes, not stopping until he was buried deep within her. She was speechless, her mouth hanging open uselessly as she processed what was happening. The feeling was unlike any she’d ever felt before, such an incredible fullness that fingers and tongues could never hope to compare to. They thrust into her shallowly, and she almost thought she would break, all thoughts exiting her mind as a primal grunt tore its way from her throat. “God, fuck yes!”
They took that as their sign to go on, slow thrusts turning to quick pumps of their hips, both filling her at the exact same time. She growled, her hair whipping around as she pumped herself back and forth, the desperate need for more fueling her lust. They got the hint; their thrusts getting deeper, faster, their cocks exploring territory that had gone unexplored her entire life.
Soon though, it wasn’t enough, and she was leaning back to grab the lecturer by his tie, dragging him into a savage kiss. “More...” She looked at him with desperation in her eyes, little yelps and moans coming out of her every time he buried himself in her ass, “Please... I need more.”
A wicked smile stretched across his face, and with an almost embarrassing pop he pulled out of her ass. He looked her in the eye, wanting to make sure she knew what she was agreeing to. She nodded frantically, mouthing “Please.”
He took himself by the base, sliding his cock alongside the professors. Even he stopped and looked over her shoulder, an eyebrow rising at what he had planned. The lecturer nodded, gesturing f
or him to hold her open, the professor’s strong hands coming to her rear, pulling her open. The young man pushed forward, cock pushing into her entrance, the tightness something that none of them could have ever even dreamed of. She threw her head back, tears of joy and pain flowing freely as she felt herself being stretched wide, wider than she could have imagined. After what could have been an eternity, or two minutes, he bottomed out, his cock resting comfortably alongside the older mans. Giving her a moment to adjust, they started thrusting slowly, resisting the powerful urge to start pounding away. She couldn’t speak, couldn’t do anything except slump forward, the feeling of two cocks occupying her pussy overpowering everything else. Their bodies worked in tandem, her walls being fully explored by the experience cocks, every movement touching every inch of her insides.
Finally, they felt confident enough to be a little rougher, their speed only being restricted by the tightness surrounding them, her slit squeezing down on them like a vice. They were a mess, the ground beneath them damp with sweat and her release in equal measure, the air heavy with the scent of sex. They thrust, in and out, a hand clamped tight over her mouth as they sped up, none of them trusting her to not start screaming in bliss. Even still, her shouts of ecstasy filtered through, pleas and vulgarities coming forth that neither of them would ever have thought she would be capable of. Then again, they hadn’t expected her to take them both in one hole, so appearances were definitely deceiving.
Those Kinds of Adult Stories Your Mother Warned You About Page 53
