Sara went back to the library. She'd forgotten to eat her lunch, but it didn't matter. All she could think about was getting through the rest of the day with her sanity intact.
Just two more hours and she could go home and masturbate. Two hours wasn't really a long time, but it seemed like eternity to the lust crazed librarian. She'd never felt more horny in her life.
At last the final bell rang, and Sara helped her coworkers close the library. She was hardly conscious of what she did. She just wanted to get to her car and get home. She knew the dildo was going to get a terrific workout.
She hurried down the hall and down the front step of the school. There was a long brick walk to the parking lot, and it was lined with thick shrubbery. About halfway down the walk Sara heard strange noises coming from the bushes.
"Quiet, you guys," a girl said in a loud whisper. "Somebody will hear us!"
Sara's cars pricked up. She sensed mischief.
As much as she wanted to get home, she decided she'd better investigate. It could be vandals, planning to break into the school. She slipped into the bushes and made her way towards the sound.
"All the teachers haven't gone home yet," the girl's voice went on. "We better cool it."
Sara peered through the shrubbery and saw four students in a little clearing. There were three boys she wasn't familiar with, but she knew the girl. Everybody knew Rhonda. She had the worst reputation in the school.
Rhonda was a short, stacked brunette with nipples like bullets. She loved to flaunt her tits, and she always wore very tight shirts and sweaters. Her favorite thing was to make boys trip over themselves in the halls as they gawked at her tits.
According to the teachers Sara had talked to, Rhonda was a nymphomaniac. Her whole world was boys. Sara wondered if that was just gossip. Now maybe she'd find out. What was Rhonda doing in the bushes with three boys?
One of the boys parted the bushes and glanced at the parking lot. "They're all gone now except for one car," he said. "It's a green VW Bug."
"That's Miss Wright's car," Rhonda said. "She's probably working late in the library. We don't have to worry about her. Those bookworms never notice anything. Now, what did you guys wanta see me about?"
The boys just looked at each other and snickered. Then they looked at Rhonda and got kind of horny-eyed. Rhonda scowled at them and tapped her foot impatiently, but the boys seemed to have lost their tongues.
"Well, come on!" she snapped. "Fred, you passed me on this note telling me to meet you here at after school. What's it all about?"
Fred, a freckled redhead, cleared his throat and said, "Well, Rhonda, we made this bet. We put some real money on it. Uh, maybe Jimmy could explain better."
Jimmy, a husky blond kid, grinned and said, "We bet on whether you'd make out with one of us."
Rhonda didn't look every impressed.
"And if I don't?" she said.
"Then I win the money," the third kid said. He was dark-haired and lean, and to Sara he looked like a hood. "I bet you'd turn us down?"
"You're a real cynic, Vince!" Rhonda laughed. "So if I get it on with Jimmy, he wins, and if I choose Fred, he wins?"
The boys nodded.
"What if I choose Vince?" she concluded. "Then both me and Fred win!" Jimmy grinned. "'Cause Vince bet you'd turn us all down."
"Jeez," Rhonda sighed, "this is pretty complicated. I wanta make sure I understand it all. What happens if I choose all of you?"
The boys gawked at her, then at each other. Obviously they hadn't considered the possibility that Rhonda would make it with all three of them. As she observed their surprise and confusion, Rhonda laughed. Sara couldn't help smiling. Rhonda had thrown the boys a curve, and they didn't know how to deal with it.
"Well, come on, fellas," she snapped, "tell me. What if I decide on all three of you?"
"Uh, well, I guess we'd have to split the money between the three of us," Jimmy said lamely.
"Uh-uh. Wrong," Rhonda said. "'Cause no matter how you cut it, there's nothing in it for me. Here's my offer. I make it with all three of you, right here and now. Then two of you split the money, and the other one takes rue to the Homecoming Dance."
Dead silence. Nobody wanted to take Rhonda to the dance because of her bad reputation. Rhonda knew that, of course, so she made her offer more interesting. She took off her shirt and bra.
"Take your time, guys," she said. "Think about it."
There wasn't much thinking going on just then. Fred, Vince and Jimmy were all gawking at her tits. She had incredible tits, that was for sure. Even without the bra, they were shaped like big melons. They were capped with large cone-shaped nipples.
Rhonda stood there without a blush, letting the boys stare. The silence gave Sara time to consider the situation. Was she going to report the kids? Hell, no. Was she going to stay and watch this little drama? Damned right.
"Well, boys?" Rhonda leered.
"I, uh, think we better have a huddle," Vince said.
Sara noticed that all three of them had hard-ons, the flies of their jeans sharply tented. As they huddled, she was rooting for Rhonda. She hoped the school bad girl would get her date for the dance. Sara knew what it was like to be an outsider.
The boys finally concluded their conference, and Jimmy said, "Okay, Rhonda, you got a deal. You make it with all of us, and then you can choose your date for the dance."
Sara caught herself just before she applauded.
She grinned right along with Rhonda. But now the really exciting part was starting. Could Rhonda really fuck three boys in a row? Could any woman do that?
Sara's curiosity was burning. There was still a lot she had to learn about sex. She was afraid to fuck even one man, and this young girl was proposing to take on three of them, one after the other.
"Great!" Rhonda grinned. "Let's get started. You decide who's gonna go first."
This started an argument between the boys, but Rhonda didn't pay any attention. She just took off the rest of her clothes. Getting out of those skin-tight jeans was quite a production, but somehow she managed it. Her skimpy bikini panties came off along with the jeans.
The boys paused in mid-argument to gawk at her naked body. Rhonda was no fashion model. She was more like a brick shithouse. She had wide curvy hips, tiny waist, and those big thrusting tits. Her bush was dark and luxuriant.
"I need a jacket," she said.
Three jackets came flying at her, and she spread them out on the ground. She lay on her back, bent her knees, and opened her legs wide. The boys stared pop-eyed at her moist and creamy red slit.
"I'm ready," she announced. "Get with it, you guys!"
"Er, I'll go," Jimmy said.
Nobody wanted to waste more time arguing, so his pals didn't object. Jimmy started shucking his clothes. His cock was so stiff, it hugged his belly. It was drooling a thick river of hot cock-juice. Rhonda eyed it and grinned.
"Oh, good," she gurgled, "you're all ready to go."
"You better believe it!" Jimmy croaked.
Naked, he got down and crawled between her legs. His pals hurried over to watch, crouching as close by as they could. Sara wished she could join them. She would have liked a better view herself.
Jimmy dropped his body on top of Rhonda's and started jerking his hips frantically. Rhonda's impatient expression indicated that he wasn't finding the target. It dawned on Sara that virgins, It wasn't just maybe the three boys were money they were after. They were desperate to lose their cherries.
"Here!" Rhonda yawned. "Let me help!" She reached between them, grabbed his stiff cock, and punched it into place, sinking it about an inch into her hot creamy cunt. Jimmy groaned. She let go of his cock-meat and jerked her hips up to take his cock the rest of the way inside.
"There," she said. "Easy, isn't it?"
Jimmy didn't answer. He had a strange expression on his face, half surprised and half delighted. His virginity was gone even before he knew it. He grinned proudly at his buddies. But Rhonda jerked her hips impatiently.
"Come on, honey, go?" she said. "I'm into it now, I wanta fuck!"
"Oh, yeah, right," Jimmy panted.
He started moving his hips, and it became vicar that he'd never done this before. He was slow and awkward. Rhonda groaned with impatience. She cupped his taut ass and started moving it for him, assisting with her hips. Without a word, she was teaching him how to fuck.
Sara paid close attention, because she needed to learn, too. Just maybe, some day she'd decided to do it herself. Rhonda got Jimmy into a good steady rhythm, then let him take over. He had the idea now. He fucked into her fast and hard, growing with excitement. Rhonda seemed satisfied at last.
"Yeah, honey, that's good," she cried. "You got it now!"
She held her legs wide open, letting him plow his hard teenaged cock into her molten depths. She began to gurgle with pleasure. Fred and Vince looked like they were about to come in their pants. Sara was feeling pretty aroused herself.
There was that all-too-familiar heat ad wetness between her thighs, that maddening urge to play with herself. Of course she could have left, gone home, and used the dildo. But she didn't want to miss Rhonda's lessons. This girl was years ahead of her in experience.
"Unmmnnnhhhhh, yeah, Jimmy, great!" Rhonda moaned.
Her face was getting flushed and contorted with lust. Her hips were jerking to Jimmy's thrusts. Hot cream spurted around his pistoning cock as Rhonda creamed uncontrollably. Sara caught the girl's mounting excitement.
"Harder now, honey!" Rhonda moaned. "Give it to me just as hard as you can!"
Jimmy obeyed, and their bodice slapped loudly together. Rhonda whimpered with pleasure. Like the other girls Sara had spied on, she really loved being fucked fast and hard. She looked like she was just about coming. She arched her body and took the kid's prick to her hot pulpy depths.
"Just a little more!" she whimpered. "Awwwwww, shit, awwwwwwww!" Jimmy bawled, jetting his load into her.
"Shit!" Rhonda groaned.
Jimmy had gotten off before she could. She was left wildly horny and unsatisfied. She rode out his climax, then rolled him off her and went into a crouch. On her hands and knees, she poked out her rounded ass and wantonly displayed her wet pussy.
"Come on, come on, who's next?" she panted.
Fred, who seemed to be the most bashful of the boys, nodded at Vince. Vince dropped his pants and knelt behind Rhonda. He looked a little uncertain, but at least his target was in plain sight. He crammed his cock into her with a happy groan.
"Ahhhhhh, Jesus!" he cried.
"Unnnhhhhh, yeah!" Rhonda moaned. "Get into me, Vince, give it to me good and hard!"
"You got it!" Vince rasped, probably sounding a lot more confident than he felt.
Rhonda was doing quite a job, Sara thought. Two cherries were gone in less than five minutes. The girl was a regular fucking machine. Now she clawed the jackets as Vince hammered his hard young cock into her hotly aroused cunt. Rhonda was in desperate need of a climax.
"Harder!" she hissed. "Give it to me as hard as you can!"
Vince obeyed, his face red with lust and effort. His flat belly slapped loudly against her ass. Her body shuddered with the impact of his fucking, and she had to claw the ground to keep from being knocked over.
But she was loving every second of it. She wailed and moaned, and thick rivers of cream overflowed her cunt-box and ran down her thighs. Again Rhonda was working herself up to a violent come. All she needed was a partner who could last the distance.
"Unnnhhhh, yeah, great!" she moaned. "Keep doing it to me, Vince, don't stop!"
Vince's eyes were rolling, and he was breathing raggedly as he continued to give her the hardest fucking he could. Sara watched his stiff blue-veined cock hammering in and out of the girl's gushing cunt-box, and she shivered with excitement.
Could she take that kind of pounding? There was only one way to find out. But Sara still hadn't made up her mind. She'd been a prude and a man-hater for so long, she couldn't change her ways overnight or even in a few days.
Fucking scared her. It looked so rough. Yet she felt helpless mounting lust as she watched Rhonda getting fucked. She caught herself panting just as hard as Rhonda. Now it looked as if the girl was right on the verge of coming, and Sara hoped she'd get the relief she needed so badly.
"Ahhhhhhhh, fuck, aaaggghhhhh!" Vince yelled, shooting his load deep into Rhonda's hot cunt.
"Oh, fuck!" Rhonda groaned. She'd been cheated again. Vince staggered back with a satisfied groan, and Rhonda grabbed Fred. The kid never knew what hit him. Suddenly he was on his back and Rhonda was practically tearing his pants off. She straddled him and plunged her cunt down around his stiff standing cock.
"Ohhhhh, shit, yesssss!" she moaned. Fred didn't fuck Rhonda. Rhonda fucked him. She jerked her hips up and down the stiff column of his teenaged cock, moaning with need. Fred lay there goggle-eyed and bussed out, watching her huge tits bounce up and down inches from his eyes.
"Oh, shit!" he moaned. "Oh, Jesus!" Sara held her breath, hoping that Rhonda would finally get the climax she needed so badly. Sara sure as hell knew how the girl felt. She'd been waiting all day to relieve her own lusts. Rhonda jerked her hips faster and faster, working her cunt furiously around Fred's rock-hard cock.
Come on, Fred, stay in there, Sara thought urgently.
"Ooooooh, just a little more," Rhonda whimpered.
Fred's eyes rolled crazily, and his hips suddenly went into motion, jerking frantically. He was out of control, his body carrying him away, his mind on hold. With a hoarse cry, he began pumping his load into Rhonda's juicy hot cunt-box.
"Unnngggghhh, aaawwwwwww!" he bawled.
Rhonda just groaned.
"Well, you did it, Rhonda!" Jimmy grinned. "Now you can choose your date for the dance."
"I'm not choosing anybody," Rhonda pouted. "Shit, I didn't even get off yet!"