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                             SKOOLDAZE
                               (By Eros)

                                Part 1.

    Afterwards, Tammy Spencer would say that she had no choice, she just
 had to do it. Her motives were perfectly decent, after all. She hadn't
 meant to spy on anybody. It was just that she needed to use some of the
 books in the reserved section of the Clinton High School library, so she
 hid under a study table and remained there after closing time. Tammy knew
 it was against the rules, but she really didn't see how it could hurt
 anybody.

    Tammy, a straight-A student, was determined to maintain her perfect
 grade average and graduate first in her class, otherwise she would never
 have done anything "illegal". But graduation was near, she was in danger
 of getting only a B in algebra, and she had to study those books.

    It was while she was under the table, waiting for everybody to leave
 the school building, that she heard somebody coming into the library.
 Tammy was surprised. She'd done some careful checking, and she knew the
 janitor wasn't supposed to arrive till about eight in the evening, by
 which time she intended to be out of the library. So who was this?

    Tammy knew from the clicking of high heels that it was a woman. She
 crawled closer to the edge of the table and peered out, praying she
 wouldn't be spotted. Standing near the main desk and looking very
 impatient was the Spanish teacher, Ramona Sanchez, known to her friends
 as Mona.

    Tammy sighed with envy. She wished she was as sexy and nicely built as
 Miss Sanchez. The teacher wasn't very tall, but she was a knockout. She
 had a curvy big-titted body, raven-black hair, and a beautiful face.
 Every guy in the school had hot fantasies about her.

    Miss Sanchez opened her purse, took out her compact, and checked her
 appearance. She needn't have bothered. She looked perfect. Then she
 snapped the compact shut and started pacing back and forth in front of
 the main desk. Obviously she hadn't come here to read.

    Tammy wished she'd go away. Precious study time was being lost. On the
 other hand, she was dying to know why Miss Sanchez was in the library
 after hours. No meetings were scheduled for the room at this time. Tammy
 had checked that, too.

    "Come on, Bob," Mona Sanchez muttered impatiently.

    Bob? There were lots of guys named Bob. It didn't ring any bells for
 Tammy, but her curiosity grew. Why would Miss Sanchez choose the library
 as a place to meet this Bob? Why not just meet him in her classroom? And
 why was the young teacher so anxious?

    The library door opened again, and in stepped Robert Bennett, the
 history teacher. He was a handsome six-footer with dark hair and an
 athlete's body. Lots of the girls thought he was the most attractive of
 all the male teachers at Clinton High. As Tammy watched, he walked right
 over to Mona.

    "Bob, thank goodness, you're here," she exclaimed. "I was starting to
 think you'd stood me up."

    "Never," he said. "I just had to be very careful, that's all. There'd
 be hell to pay if my wife ever found out about us, Mona."

    As he walked up to her, they went right into each other's arms and
 kissed hotly. Tammy turned scarlet. All of a sudden she understood
 everything. Miss Sanchez and Mr. Bennett had chosen the library as a
 place to carry on their illicit love affair, and Tammy was going to have
 no choice but to witness everything they did.

    Her heart pounded. Tammy was a decent girl, very moral and religious
 in fact, and she knew it was wrong for a married man to carry on with
 another woman. Sex was wrong except between married couples, or so her
 strict parents had always told her.

    She knew she ought to race out of the library to call the principal
 and report what she'd seen. But Tammy just didn't have the nerve. It
 would be so embarrassing to pop out from under that table and have the
 two teachers see her. They'd think she'd been spying on purpose, like
 some weirdo. So, until she could figure out what to do, Tammy decided to
 remain put.

    Helplessly she watched Mr. Bennett darting his tongue in and out of
 Miss Sanchez's mouth. The cute black-haired teacher clung to him like an
 eel, rubbing her slender body against his, crushing her mouth against his
 mouth. She was hot for him, even an inexperienced girl like Tammy could
 tell that.

    Finally they came up for air, and Mona sighed, "Oh, honey, I hate
 being away from you, even for a single night. I need you so bad."



                                Part 2.

    "Mona, you're going to fuck me to death if we don't watch out," Bob
 chuckled. "We've got to be careful. After all, I've got to save some for
 my wife or she'll get suspicious."

    "I don't like sharing you with her," Mona pouted.

    "Honey, we agreed on that right from the start," Bob reminded her as
 he began unbuttoning her low-cut red blouse. "I don't intend to divorce
 her. I can't do that to the kids."

    "I know," Mona sighed, "but that doesn't mean I have to like the
 idea."

    All the while Bob was quickly and deftly opening her blouse. He drew
 it off, leaving her in a sexy see-through lace bra that looked ready to
 burst with the burden of her large creamy tits. His eyes glowed hungrily
 as he ogled that nearly overflowing bra. Then he reached around her and
 unhooked it, and it snapped free, sliding down off her arms.

    Tammy clapped a hand over her mouth as she caught herself gasping with
 surprise and envy. Her tiny, peach-sized tits were dwarfed by Miss
 Sanchez's huge creamy melons. No wonder Mr. Bennett's eyes looked ready
 to pop. Finally he took a deep breath and reached out to hoist and mold
 Miss Sanchez's large but incredibly firm breasts.

    "Christ," he sighed, "you've got the most fantastic tits, Mona!"

    She really did, and Tammy began to wonder why she was making it with a
 married man. Miss Sanchez was so gorgeous, she could have had anybody in
 town. But Mr. Bennett was pretty gorgeous too, and maybe Mona just had
 the hopeless hots for him like most of the senior girls, and couldn't
 resist trying him out.

    She sure looked turned on now. She was backed up against the main
 desk, clutching the edge and thrusting her chest forward as Bob played
 with her sensitive tits. She was licking her lips, and her heavy black
 eyelashes were fluttering. Gradually her big red nipples went rigid under
 Bob's teasing thumbs.

    As she watched that happen, Tammy felt her own little nipples getting
 stiff. She wondered why that was happening, and cupped her small round
 tits through her t-shirt. They felt hot and swollen, and the erect
 nipples poked hard into her palms. She couldn't recall this happening
 before.

    But then she'd never seen anyone making out before. Her stern parents
 were very careful never to expose her to such things. Her reading,
 television and movies were carefully censored by Mom and Dad. Even as a
 senior in high school, she wasn't allowed to date. She'd be old enough
 for that when she went to college, her folks insisted.

    So this was Tammy's first real introduction to sex and love-making. In
 spite of the strict moral principles that had been drummed into her all
 her life, she was excited and fascinated. She wanted to see everything
 the teachers did. She was glad now that she hadn't run off to report
 them.

    She could still report them later, she told herself. In fact it would
 be better to stay and watch so she could give a full report of what they
 did. Having rationalized all that, Tammy got into a more comfortable
 position. The underside of the table was in darkness, so she knew she
 couldn't be seen.

    With Mona backed up against the desk, Bob was squeezing her heaving
 tits, fondling the soft creamy, orbs until till they swelled up, taut and
 proud. Now and then he leaned down to suck her stiffened nipples or flick
 them teasingly with his tongue. Mona's eyelids were at half-mast, and she
 was panting loudly.

    "Ohh God, Bob, you're make me so horny when you do that," she moaned.

    Tammy kept hearing that word around school, from some of the kids her
 parents had told her not to associate with. These kids all used words
 like `horny', `fuck', `cock-sucker', `shit' and `pussy'. Except for
 `shit', Tammy was never sure just what they meant, although she knew she
 shouldn't be listening.

    But sometimes you just couldn't help it. Like right now. What was she
 supposed to do, run from the room just because Miss Sanchez had said a
 naughty word or two? No way. No way in the world was she going to skip
 out on this fantastic show. She knew she shouldn't be spying, but she
 just couldn't help herself. Again she rationalized that she was just
 collecting data to report to the principal. It was important for her to
 witness everything.


                                Part 3.

    Bob had sucked and licked Mona's stiff red nipples until they gleamed
 in the dull light. Mona was whimpering softly as he fondled her big tits,
 her arousal almost at fever pitch. Obviously she wanted to make hot love
 right away. But Bob didn't seem to be in any hurry. He was taking his
 time and enjoying himself in a leisurely way.

    Now he took Mona's hands and guided them to his belt buckle.
 Apparently this signal was familiar to her, for right away she began
 removing his clothes. She undid his belt and helped him out of his coat,
 tie and shirt. He was wearing a sleeveless undershirt that showed off the
 big muscles of his shoulders and arms. Mona ran her hands over his arms
 and chest.

    "Such a gorgeous body," she purred. "God, you're so sexy."

    "So are you, baby," he said with a lewd grin. "You're the sexiest
 thing I ever saw."

    Tammy could agree with that. Miss Sanchez was like something out of
 Playboy. It was hard to imagine her as a small town high school teacher.
 But that's what she was, and a very good one, too. All the kids loved
 her.

    Maybe that was why she was practically tearing Bob's undershirt off.
 Mona tossed it on the floor and ran her red-nailed fingers through the
 thick hairs of his chest. She rubbed her stiff nipples into the furry
 thicket, making a low growling noise.

    "I'm hot, honey, so damned hot," she moaned.

    She unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. That was when Tammy
 noticed the enormous bulge at his fly. Could that be his cock? The
 innocent teenager shivered with excitement. She was dying to see the
 difference between boys and girls.

    Her parents had given her a very brief account of where babies come
 from, and it hadn't begun to satisfy her curiosity. All she knew was that
 men and women were built differently between their legs and somehow they
 put it together to make babies. She watched wide-eyed as Mona went to her
 knees and tugged down Bob's pants.

    His jockey shorts bulged obscenely. Mona grasped them and pulled them
 down, and Tammy gasped with surprise. She hadn't dreamed a cock could be
 that big. Mr. Bennett's ten-inch slab of meat looked as thick as a
 baseball bat and just as hard and stiff.

    Bob's huge cock swung stiffly before him as Mona helped him out of his
 pants and shorts and shoes. She remained on her knees, running her
 fingers down to the hairy base of his prick and fisting the huge column
 of blue-veined cock-flesh. She stuck out her tongue and ran it around the
 engorged prickhead.

    "You'll get a face full of come if you keep doing that, baby" Bob
 warned her hoarsely as Mona wrapped her full, red lips around the flared
 tip and began to suck.

    "Then I better quit," she laughed, "because that's not where I want
 your cum right now, lover."

    Mona stood up and Bob unzipped her skirt, letting it drop to the
 floor. She skinned out of her pantyhose and shoes. He grasped her tiny
 bikini panties and inched them down over her luxuriant black bush and
 firm rounded ass. Again Tammy had to cover her mouth to keep from
 moaning, she felt so envious of the young teacher's gorgeous body.

    She felt like a boy compared to Mona. She felt like she had no tits,
 hips or ass. Of course that wasn't true, but she sure didn't have those
 ripe mature curves. Tammy just hoped she still had some developing to do.
 She wanted to look as fantastic as Mona did when she was naked.

    Bob's huge cock gave a lusty lurch and began to drip pre-cum as he
 ogled his mistress' luscious body. Then he picked Mona up and sat her on
 the main desk. She leaned back, bracing herself with her arms, and Bob
 lifted her shapely legs up and draped them over his shoulders. Just
 before he shoved his face between her thighs, Tammy got a flash of her
 teacher's glistening, pink cunt-slit, and then there was an obscene wet
 sucking and slurping sound, quickly followed by Mona's hoarse moans of
 pleasure. Tammy wished she could see what was going on.

    "Ohhhhh, yeah, baby, eat my pussy," Mona sobbed, clawing the desk.
 "You know I love that."

    Eat her pussy? Tammy frowned, totally puzzled. Mr. Bennett's jerking
 head was in the way, so she couldn't see what he was doing to Mona's
 pussy. She only knew that the horny young teacher was going out of her
 mind with excitement, writhing and moaning and clawing at the desk top.



                                Part 4.

    She was surprised to feel molten fuck juice leaking from her virgin
 cunt. Now that she noticed it, her pussy was on fire, and her cunt was
 soaked with her hot sticky fuck cream. She had the weirdest urge to stick
 her hand down inside her clothes and rub her slit. But of course she
 wouldn't do that. Her mom had warned her never to touch herself there,
 except with a washcloth.

    "Unnnhhhh, honey, I can't take any more," Mona sobbed. "I gotta have
 your cock, Bob. Fuck me before I go crazy."

    Tammy watched breathlessly. At last she was going to find out just
 what that word "fuck" meant. Bob eased Mona off the counter, slowly and
 carefully, so that she slid down and was impaled on his stiff-standing
 prick. His cock entered the juicy little hole at the center of her pussy
 and slid steadily in.

    "Ooooooooh, God, ooooooh," she wailed.

    Tammy shivered with excitement and creamed through her panties and
 jeans. She couldn't understand how Mona could take the man's enormously
 thick hard slab of cockmeat into her cunt without being hurt, but it was
 happening right before her wondering eyes. Mona took every inch of Bob's
 long, steel-hard cock. Hot pussy-juice overflowed her tightly-crammed
 cunthole and dripped down into the crevice of her ass.

    As she took every inch of his meat, Mona wrapped her legs around his
 waist, and Bob supported her by gripping her asscheeks. Then he pushed
 her up against the desk and started fucking his cock in and out of her,
 real hard. Mona threw back her head and closed her eyes tightly, gurgling
 and moaning obscenities the whole time.

    "I love it, baby, I love to fuck," she babbled hoarsely. "Fuck me with
 that big fat cock, honey.... fuck my brains out!"

    Tammy was rubbing her thighs together and creaming like crazy as she
 watched. Obviously fucking was the most fun thing in the world. Mona was
 obviously adoring every second of it, and, with each deep hard thrust,
 her prick-filled twat was overflowing with thick creamy cunt-juice.

    "Unnnnhhhh, fuck me real hard now, Bob, I'm getting close, baby!" she
 sobbed.

    Bob was grinning broadly as he fucked his stiff cock in and out of her
 juice-spurting cunt. He looked almost smug, and Tammy really couldn't
 blame him. He was driving the beautiful young teacher out of her mind
 with pleasure. Mona's lovely face was twisted into a lusty grimace as she
 rocketed toward climax.

    Tammy again felt that insane urge to play with herself, but she
 decided against it... too risky. Besides, she didn't want anything to
 distract her, even for a second. She wanted to see every single thing
 that happened between Bob and Mona.

    Her eyes focused on Bob's wildly fucking cock, and then her attention
 was drawn back to Mona again as the teacher let out a hoarse wail and her
 body began to convulse. Her teeth were bared in an ecstatic snarl.

    "You're doing it to me, mother-fucker, I'm coming, unnnggghhhh!" she
 howled.

    "Ohhhhh, Jesus, me too! Fuck it, baby! Fuck the cum right out of my
 cock! Take it right up that hot, sucking snatch of yours!" Bob yelled.

    Tammy saw a river of thick, steaming fuck-cream bubble out Mona's cunt
 and drip to the floor. Then she retreated far under the table and waited
 for the teachers to dress and leave. She had a lot to think about. She
 had to decide whether or not to report Miss Sanchez and Mr. Bennett to
 the principal.

    The more she thought about it, the more she realized she probably
 wouldn't. They hadn't really hurt anybody. Besides, they would probably
 be meeting here again soon, if they weren't stopped, and Tammy wanted to
 watch. She hadn't quite completed her sex education, or so she told
 herself. So the two horny teachers were off the hook, at least for now.

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