Her pulse quickened and she stopped moving, holding herself rigid, listening carefully. "You shouldn't, really you mustn't," she heard a woman's high-pitched voice say. Gail couldn't place it, although it sounded vaguely familiar.
"You love it, you tell me so before," she heard a man saying. It was the voice of the janitor and she tiptoed closer, hoping that they wouldn't see her approaching, especially as stealthily as she moved right at that moment.
Peering behind one of the thick pipes which disappeared into the concrete floor, right into the school's very foundations, Gail peered around and nearly gasped with surprise. For there on the floor was none other than the janitor and the new school teacher, Miss Reed.
They were lying on their sides, still dressed. But Miss Reed's dress was thrown up around her hips. Her undies were down to her ankles and her pussy was fully exposed.
Gail just couldn't believe what she was seeing.
First of all, she had never seen a woman's cunt. Except her mother's and Lois was a good ten years older than Miss Reed. She was extremely curious and kept staring as the janitor slowly moved his big meaty hand down over the young woman's smooth rounded belly, obviously exciting Miss Reed even more.
"Emil, it feels so nice," she whispered, arching her hips and spreading her thighs apart.
Her pussy was covered with a dense tangle of curly brown hair, forming a perfect triangle. Gail could see the faint dark pink gash separating the two outer lips of the woman's vagina and as Miss Reed spread her legs further apart, the gash opened to reveal the hot and slick interior of her snatch.
It affected Gail strangely. No longer a virgin, she found herself getting excited, physically aroused despite herself. Then, ever so slowly, Emil the janitor moved his fingers down, tickling the teacher's navel and then grazing up and down across her pubic mound. Gail shivered involuntarily.
She heard Miss Reed moaning, pushing her hips up again and again until, finally, Emil thrust his long middle finger right inside her split. Then, the teacher cried out with pleasure and the janitor used his other hand to pull apart the outer cunt lips. Coming out from the inner folds of her vulva was her clitoris.
It was much more developed than Gail's, a little thumb-like stalk and knob of highly erotic flesh. It seemed to her to wiggle from side to side and the janitor took it between his thumb and forefinger and began to play with it, twisting it back and forth, rubbing it between his fingers.
"How nice, nice," Miss Reed kept panting. "Oh Emil, you shouldn't. But it feels so nice. Oh, yes, do what you did last time."
"What?" he asked, looking up at her.
"With your mouth. Remember?" she asked. Emil chuckled loudly.
"You know," the teacher persisted. "Oh yes, eat me out. Make me come. Suck on it and make me shiver, Emil. You must. Now, now."
Still laughing, Emil reached up and pinched the teacher's tits. Gail saw how they were covered by the woman's blouse, but they rose up against her chest, round and full. Then, Miss Reed closed her eyes and Emil moved over, crouching in front of her. His back was to Gail and he was still fully dressed.
Suddenly, he grabbed hold of her legs and lifted them up until they rested over his shoulders. Then he dived down between her thighs, causing Gail to crane her neck, just able – albeit barely – to see what the janitor was doing.
It was incredible, she realized, watching as Emil's tongue began to lash up and down across the young woman's tight little pussy, tonguing and slurping as Miss Reed kept panting with what Gail knew had to be growing excitement.
She thought of the first time she had gone to bed with a boy, almost a year ago to the day. It had not been particularly pleasant for her and she had avoided screwing after that. But now, as she watched the tall virile-looking janitor eating out the school teacher's twat, Gail Baxter decided that she had waited far too long.
The image of her father and the Italian student, Paolo, flashed across her mind. She trembled, squeezing her thighs together, thinking of what it might be like to have them plow into her, burying their cocks deep inside her young fleecy cunt. Then, she turned her thoughts back to the scene being enacted before her widely staring adolescent eyes.
Emil had buried his lips between the outer puffy folds and creases of the woman's vagina. He nibbled on her clitoris until she was screaming in a high-pitched voice. Emil covered her mouth gently with his hand, saying, "We don't want the principal to find us."
Miss Reed quieted down and then, with a determination Gail had never realized a man might possess, Emil pushed forward and thrust his lips and tongue right inside the teacher's hole. He licked and sponged the inside of her hairy muff until she was writhing on the floor, shaking from side to side.
Despite herself, Gail just couldn't resist. Carefully, hoping that they wouldn't hear her, she lifted up her skirt and bowed her legs slightly. Then, she slowly inserted one finger under her panties until it went right inside her vagina.
Ever since she had lost her virginity, Gail had taken to masturbating, to playing with herself almost every evening before she went to bed. She began to manipulate her clitoris as her finger moved in and out of her hot gaping hole.
It surprised her that it was already moist and juicy, for she was getting wonderfully excited as she watched Emil sucking on Miss Reed's tight little snatch. The man kept slurping and cramming her pussy into his mouth and all the while Gail wiggled her finger in and out, using her thumb to friction against her clit until it stood out, hot and erect.
"Oh yes, baby. More, more. Suck on it," the teacher purred. "Cram your tongue all the way inside. Oh shit it feels so good, Emil, so good."
Emil's head bobbed up and down as his tongue flicked across Miss Reed's snatch. He was breathing hard and Gail could see his chest heaving as he got more and more worked up. She wondered if he had as big a cock as her father's and the vision of Bret's pecker exploded in her mind, making her tremble uncontrollably.
"You want real thing?" Emil asked, moving his head away, staring down at the young woman who lay before him.
"Emil, you know you shouldn't," she whispered, her eyes piercing, intense and questioning. "What if someone should come down and see? We'd lose our jobs. I couldn't teach again."
"No one come to basement," he assured her. "We hear, anyway."
He got slowly to his feet and then, still looking down at Miss Reed as she kept her legs spread wide apart and Gail frigged herself rapidly, her finger darting in and out as she got more and more excited – as if she was seeing her father in action once again, Emil began to unbuckle his belt.
Gail held her breath, wondering what would happen.
Miss Reed looked at the janitor, the tip of her tongue flicking out from between her parted lips as she watched Emil. He pulled down the zipper to his pants and lowered them off of his hips. He was wearing thin cotton underbriefs and when he pulled them down as well, the teacher gasped out hotly.
Gail stared at the round hairy globes of the janitor's muscular buttocks, still not able to see the man's cock. But when Emil moved Miss Reed around so that they would have more room on the bare floor, away from an adjacent pipe, Gail nearly blew everything by groaning out loud.
She crammed her fist into her mouth just as the moan of lust and impatient desire emerged from between her lips. Luckily, they didn't hear her. But she had seen it and she kept staring, unable to take her eyes off the janitor's penis. It was, beyond a shadow of a doubt, the most amazing cock she had ever seen in all of her life.
Rising up against Emil's lean washboard belly was the most monstrously swollen cock she had ever dreamed of. It was even bigger than her father's, although not by much. But as far as Gail was concerned, the inch difference was still significant. It looked as thick around as her wrist and almost as long as her forearm. It was, she saw, a deep pink color with a darker hued cock-head. The head itself was like a fist or a ripe piece of fruit, it was so big around. Hanging below were the man's nuts, huge and hairy, wrinkled as well.