Doug has a heart of gold... Of course he helps!

"Uhm... Can we do something big at the date?"

"Y-yes? But what are we going to do?"

"You can choose it babe... Just help me quick and I'll let you know what I am thinking..."

You had no idea exactly what to do, after all, when someone as exotic, well known, and surprisingly good mannered like Jessie was asking you with this much need in her voice, something inside of you broke, what could you say? You're a people pleaser.

As you walked close to her, both of you sat down in case of not wanting to be caught, after all, you two were skipping class and were doing things that the staff vehemently disliked, even if there were rumours that several teachers and even the principal had fucked atleast one student, or a dozen of them. The **** horny woman was a sight to see, usually Jenny would be in her cheerleader uniform cheering on the boys sports or just giving some moral to the futa's teams, with her laidback and yet strong smile, but here she was, almost begging you for some sort of release because of her condition, it was kind of heart breaking for you, and she looked like she wasn't faking.

The futanari in question was being a hell of a sweetheart with you, letting you touch her length, which pulsed vigorously in your hands, giving you a good view of how veiny it looked, something that looked not natural. Her swollen balls were definitely closer to the expression of "blue balls" than you would've thought, with the sight actually stirring some feelings in you that you're sure that you don't want to confront them yet. So, with a little bit of effort and with this massive woman burying her face in your neck out of comfort and arousal, both of your hands start your hard work.

Up and down, up and down, despite her girth being something you're sure that you can't handle it with one hand, your pair seems like it's doing a good job, making quiet yet very noticiable slicking sounds echo through the library, but since there was only the two of you here, there was not much problem, after all, Jenny was someone that didn't offer your holes any risk beyond the usual, which in your books was already a win.

"D-Doug, you have soft hands... Urgh~"

"Don't moan this loud! People might find us!"

As much as you want Jenny to stop moaning in your neck and sending shivers down your spine, which had the clear effect of your hands making more pressure on her mighty meat pole, this whole scenario reeked of intimacy, it almost made you look like the protagonist of some of those classic futanari novels that the school (and your mother) would you insist to read, but you never bothered with that. The precum starts flowing freely from the tip like a leaky faucet and it cascaded down over the shaft and your hand, you were astonished with how hot the liquid felt and with how sticky it already was, despite you knowing this was not the real deal.

As if taken by the spur of the moment, the tanned brunette lifts you up by your small waist and puts you on her lap, with her schlong right under where yours would be. Startled as you were, you didn't even put up the resistance as she closed her legs around yours, pushing your jean clad thighs against her length, and before you could even think about what happened, she started thrusting.

SMACK! POW! SMACK!

The loud creaking sounds were audible from the whole library and maybe even the hallway, but what's most surprising was the fact you were not making sex, but it sure felt like it, because you were gasping and almost moaning as if this absolute glorious (wo)manmeat pushed against your thighs like it was fucking them, this wasn't a simple thighjob and Jenny knew this, but from this position you couldn't exactly look at her, only feeling her head close to yours, leaning down so she could kiss your neck lovingly.

You could swear that this was going to get you caught, busted or whatever, that the janitor would come and send both of you to the principal's office and then... she would strip both of you and maybe make Jenny fuck you in front of her? Wait, what?! Why you were thinking this?! You were and are a virgin! The most you've ever done was handjobs to both Sarah and Christy, but your holes are still intact! As much you chalk that thought up to imagination and arousal, you couldn't deny, Jenny's lust and hyperspermia induced behavior was intoxicating with how much of a strong and passionate lover she was, and she wasn't even properly rearranging your insides.

Soon enough, and by that, a good hour and a half later, Jenny simply used one of her hands and turned your face around, kissing you on the lips and swirling her tongue against yours, before you actually felt it. You felt her trouser snake throb so hard that you could swear that you felt the cum travelling through it, until it reached the tip and... Jennifer came.

"Urgh~! Oh my fucking GOOOOOOOD!"

Her loud moan was only intensified by how much she came, and like a fire hose, she spewed her lod like she was pissing, there was so much cum flying around everywhere, not a single place in your sight was spared from her mighty orgasm. The fan on the ceiling, two rows of bookshelves, the floor had being baked in her load so much that the entire aisle in which you two were had atleast a bit of cum in it. It took her five minutes of pure unadultered pleasure, before the bronzed beauty stopped cumming, her eyes had returned to her usual perkiness and her cock, albeit still hard, would definitely look less veiny, more natural in your opinion, if you could still talk, but since you're shocked, you didn't even commented on the worst part of this.

Your clothes, your poor old and quite worn out clothes gave in, the rough tumbling had somehow made a number on your jeans and the small tears that they already had now basically turned your jeans into a full version of a slutty ragged jeans, getting more tears around your thighs, almost exposing your briefs underneath it. And you didn't even needed to remark that your thighs were now simply covered in cum, alongside your crotch and a good part of your torso, mostly your stomach area, which did in fact managed to stain the taut shirt... Well, shit.

"Doug, are you okay? You look like you had a good time~!"

"H-huh?"

"Your little Dougie is up and ready! Want me to finish you off?"

"N-No! I... There's no need. Did you... Felt good?"

"Sorry, for taking the iniciative, but I was reaaaaally pent up, hyperspermia kind of sucks."

"I-I see, I just don't think I could use this clothes..."

"Don't worry, we give our boys some nice replicas after the deed, but I think we might need to go into the Lost and Found for your case Doug Smith."

Both Jenny and you were surprised by the sudden arrival of none other than Rebbeca Lenward, the new librarian and a good friend of Jenny, as the woman was with her hands over her hips and an amused smirk on her face. This futa in question was easily the shortest you've seen, clocking around something to 5'4'', being even smaller than you! But height aside, you could make out that she was chubby, but clearly in a healthy way as she looked to be using some bright pink yoga pants and some white trainers, alongside a blue turtleneck shirt that looked athletic and trendy enough. The blue turtleneck had no business being this tight as you could swear that the librarian wasn't wearing a bra, but you couldn't exactly confirm it as her breasts were simply massive, even if she was wearing a bra, her nips would still be pressed against it and the pants? They were looking comfortable for everything in her lower half, except for the big elephant in the room, her bulge, which was quite frankly, intimidating, as her balls looked massive, and her shaft, that was tucked to the side went all the way down to the middle of her thigh, and it looked soft. All of that was framed with a cute face, making her more less threatening and somewhat of a teasing presence, specially with how her cute pixie bob framed her youthful face and her smug smirk.

"Earth to cute blonde! Doug?"

"H-huh?!"

"You dealt with one sausage and already want another? Your favorite food must be hot dog~!"

"Focus Becky! We need a cover so we could get clothes for Doug here!"

"Okay okay, I do know two places around here, but the thing is, it's tricky, because we don't know if they have male clothes, or atleast not slutty ones."

"It'll be better than the rags that I'm wearing right now..."

"Okay then, so Lost and Found, or... The abandoned locker room behind the gym?"

"You don't mean that locker room, right?"

"It's our only options Jenny... But let's give homeboy here the illusion of choice. Where do you want to get your clothes?"