Tammy felt like she should be leaving, but her body would not obey her. She found herself stripping off her clothes, leaving her staring as the full-bodied beauty of a librarian she now knew as Mavin knelt before her. She'd never more than glancingly thought about sex with other women, although she'd heard the usual snickering jokes about a few of the other girls. She'd even frenched one of her fellow students on a dare, although she'd been pretty drunk at the time; but she never talked to that girl much after she sobered up in the morning.
Now: she gasped in shock as Mavin devoured her pussy. This was more than she'd ever imagined having happen; she'd overheard boys of her acquaintance talking, and they had dismissed 'muffdiving' as something for wussies, proof that a guy was totally whipped. Obviously, she needed to hand around with a better class of guy. (Deep inside, she rejoiced at this evidence that she still liked men.) Mavin was making her clit sit up and beg for more, providing evidence that the human tongue was definitely an undervalued sex organ. As her body thrust up to seek further caresses, Mavin took advantage of the opportunity to thrust her fingers deep into Tammy's welcoming vagina. The lubrication was obviously more than adequate; first two, then three, then four fingers were sliding into and out of her lips, driving her to the first orgasm of the day (but not, she suspected, the last). As she shouted "Yes, do it, do it!" Tammy knew she had much to learn.
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