"How about letting me buy you a drink?" Lynn said, her voice deep and sexy.
Mark Howard was shocked by the suddenness of the beautiful woman's question. Even though McNabe's was crowded that night, the young man couldn't help but notice Lynn sitting next to him at the bar. The sight of her thrillingly long legs was enough to make his cock throb with excitement.
"Well, how about it?" Lynn Wallen insisted, amused by the hot looks her legs were getting.
"Sure," was all Mark could say, his throat dry just from the sound of her husky voice.
The young secretary knew what she wanted, and knew just how to go about getting it. There were plenty of guys drooling for a chance just to talk to the stunning woman, but she wanted no part of them. Lynn never waited to be picked up. She always did the choosing. And with her body, Lynn could get any man she wanted.
And right then and there, she wanted Mark Howard. He certainly wasn't the best looking guy in the place, but there was a look about him that excited her. From the moment she laid eyes on Mark, Lynn knew she could wrap him around her little finger. She knew he would satisfy her every desire, no matter how twisted or perverted.
"What'll you have?" the bartender asked.
"Two scotch and sodas," Lynn replied, not bothering to even ask Mark.
The dominance of the beautiful woman made Mark Howard's entire body tremble with lust. Aggressive women always made the docile man's prick stand on end. As his growing erection pressed against the tight material of his pants, Mark allowed his eyes to take in the fullness of the forceful woman's body.
Lynn sipped her drink slowly, her lips curled up into the sweet smile of triumph. She could almost hear the pulsing throb of Mark's blood rushing to the tip of his swollen cock.
Mark's eyes focused on the very tip of this beautiful stranger's foot. Even in the shadowy darkness of the bar, he could see the shine reflecting off the smooth leather of her shoe. For a moment, Mark imagined himself pressing his quivering lips to the cool leather, as he knelt before her.
But the rest of Lynn's body drew Mark's gaze like a magnet. His eyes caressed her thin ankle, the hard shapeliness of her strong calf, the perfection of her smooth knee. Lynn's obscenely short miniskirt bunched up around her ass, displaying the full expanse of her wonderful thigh.
Mark's breath caught in his throat as he stared under Lynn's skirt, and into the darkness that hid her cunt from his view. Mark's mouth watered as he imagined his tongue sucking the thick cream from Lynn's deep pussy.
The young secretary watched her admirer over the rim of her glass. As the ice tinkled in her drink, Lynn watched the bulge between Mark's legs grow larger and larger. Very slowly, she turned her body towards him, and let her legs drift apart.
As she moved, Lynn's skirt rose higher and higher, until she was sure Mark could see the damp nylon covering her hairy mound. She allowed him to enjoy the show for only a short time, then quickly crossed her legs.
"You haven't even touched your drink," Lynn said, pressing the tip of her shoe into his leg. "What's the matter, aren't you thirsty any more?"
Mark's eyes shot up to Lynn's face. The broad smile humiliated the man, and he could feel the hot rush of blood coloring his face. His hands shaking uncontrollably, Mark grabbed the drink from the bar, and swallowed deeply.
The fiery liquid burned his dry throat, and Mark began to choke. Enjoying his obvious discomfort, Lynn reached over and began to pat him on the back.
"Take it easy, baby," Lynn said, cruel amusement evident in every word she spoke. "We don't want you to hurt yourself."
As Lynn leaned forward, her low-cut, loose-fitting top gaped open, filling Mark's eyes with the most luscious pair of tits he had ever seen. Her incredibly huge breasts needed no support and hung nakedly beneath the thin material of her blouse.
Lynn's tits were her best feature, and she knew it. They were hard and solid, tipped with sensitive, dark brown nipples. Lynn could see Mark's lips trembling as he watched those nipples swell with excitement. As her hands rubbed his back, Lynn's fleshy mounds gently bumped against each other.
The young woman felt her own lusts begin to mount as the erotic tips of her breasts rubbed against the material of her blouse. Lynn thrilled to the feeling of supreme power she felt over the submissive man.
"I just realized something," Lynn said, suddenly sitting up very straight again and pulling her boobs from his view. "I don't even know your name."
Lynn Wallen's teasing games had nearly driven Mark out of his mind. Her body was more wonderful than any other he'd ever seen. The sound of her voice sent electrical charges racing through his veins, draining every ounce of strength from him. His lips parted to speak, but no words came.
When Lynn turned to look into Mark's face, she saw the confusion and fear in the man's eyes. She was pleased with herself. In that crowded bar, Lynn Wallen had chosen well.
"Don't you want to tell me your name?" Lynn asked, dropping her hand from the top of the bar to the inside of his right thigh.
The young woman's smile turned into laughter as she felt Mark's flesh twitch nervously beneath her gently massaging fingers. She let her sharp fingernails dig into the hard meat as she moved her hand closer and closer to his wildly throbbing cock.
Mark Howard held his breath as Lynn's fingers touched his burning prick. He could feel the wonderful coolness of her hand through the straining material of his pants. Mark couldn't hear or see the crowd around him. The stale smell of smoke and alcohol was no more. The only things left in the world were the touch of Lynn's wonderful hand on his cock, and the warm smile on her full, rich lips.
"My ... my name's Mark. Mark Howard," the tortured man finally said. He strained to keep the boiling scum in his balls from exploding into his pants.
"Nice to meet you," Lynn said, making believe nothing was happening. "I'm Lynn Wallen."
Mark was beginning to lose control of himself. His hips began to push his shaft against Lynn's fingers. His breathing became more labored. The muscles in his legs began to shake violently, and Mark knew that he was about to come.
But Lynn knew it also, and she wasn't about to let him waste all that good scum. The beautiful bitch was intent on making her lover suffer even more before she allowed him the ultimate pleasure of orgasm.
Only a split second away from the marvelous world of climax, Mark felt the woman's fingers move from his cock. Tears of frustration welled up in his eyes as he was left hanging on the very brink of ecstasy.
"Is anything the matter, dear?" Lynn asked innocently, as she reached into her purse for a cigarette.
Mark hated the cruel amusement in Lynn's laughing face. Yet, at the same time, he knew that he wanted it, needed it. His humiliation was an amusement for her to enjoy.
Finally able to gain back some part of his self-control, Mark picked up the book of matches on the bar, and struck one. Lynn had to steady his trembling hand in order to light her cigarette.
"It's a little too crowded in here," Lynn said, after drawing in a lungful of bluish-white smoke. "Why don't we go back to my place?"
There was no need for Lynn to wait for an answer. Slipping her cigarettes back into her bag, the young woman slid off the high stool. Mark left some money on the bar and quickly followed Lynn to the door. She hadn't waited for him, and was already stepping into the street by the time Mark reached her.
"I'll get a cab," Mark said, glad the fresh, summer night air was reviving him a bit.
As the taxi pulled up to the curb, Mark had his first real chance to look at the stunningly beautiful woman who picked him up in the bar.
As she walked to the waiting cab, Lynn made an extra special effort to wiggle her ass hotly. Of course, with her body, there was no way she could walk which wouldn't look sexy as all hell. But the wide-eyed look on Mark's face told her that the little extra effort was appreciated.
Lynn was much taller than he had thought. She stood a good five foot eight, and her high heeled shoes added another five inches. As she climbed into the cab, her tiny, bright red miniskirt rose up over her ass, and Mark had a view of a marvelous rear end. She didn't wear any panties beneath her dark gray pantyhose, and the man could see the deep, exciting crack of Lynn's ass.
Lynn knew the show she was putting on for the young guy and figured he deserved it. She knew the sight of her marvelous ass would be enough to keep Mark's prick nice and hard until they got back to her place.
In moments, the cab was speeding uptown. Mark and Lynn sat very close together, but they didn't touch. The young woman had crossed her legs sexily, making sure Mark had a good view.
Mark Howard's fingers ached to touch the smooth, creamy skin of Lynn's leg. His whole body hungered for the warmth her flesh held, but he didn't dare move.
The ride uptown was fast, and Mark was soon paying the driver. Lynn lived in an expensive-looking building on Third Avenue. Mark couldn't help but notice the hot look the doorman gave Lynn's tits as she brushed past him.
By the time they stepped off the elevator on her floor, Lynn realized her teasing games in the bar had turned her on as much as Mark. The prick between her man's legs was nice and big, and she could feel her cunt getting wetter and wetter at just the thought of it.
Lynn enjoyed torturing her men, but she also enjoyed the feel of a nice fat shaft slamming into her hot belly. She would still be the boss, but Mark wouldn't have to wait very long before feeling her pussy lips sucking the scum out of his balls.
The young secretary opened the front door of her apartment quickly. Her own lusts were beginning to control her actions as she closed the door behind them. Lynn Wallen was ready to fuck, and she didn't intend to waste any time getting down to action.
As Mark stood looking at the beautifully furnished apartment, Lynn wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed her hot mouth to his. She pushed her long, snake-like tongue into the hot wetness of Mark's mouth as her cunt ground against the hard lump between his legs.
Mark responded immediately, sucking the beautiful woman's tongue into his mouth even deeper. He thrilled to the taste of Lynn's saliva coating his own lips. Mark could feel the hardness of the woman's nipples pressing against his chest through both their clothes. His hands reached around to cup the fullness of her sexy ass-cheeks, while he pushed his hard shaft against her hairy mound.
"I hope you know how to use that cock of yours," Lynn said, pulling her mouth off his sucking mouth for a moment. "I'm really in the mood for a good fuck."
Hearing Lynn's husky voice saying those filthy words made Mark's balls ache with desire for her. There was something about a beautiful woman talking like a tramp which excited the hell out of Mark Howard. His trembling hands grabbed hold of her ass even more tightly, and drew her cunt mound against his prick harder.
But Lynn didn't like the way her pickup was acting. She was the boss, and was going to make sure it was her that called the shots. Pulling her mouth off of his, Lynn Wallen pushed herself out of Mark's arms.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Lynn screamed, her face hard, her skin tightly drawn.
Mark didn't know what to say. As he stared at his beautiful mistress, her hands fisted on her hips, confusion and fear once again took control.
Mark's silence angered the dominant woman. She had asked him a question, and expected an answer. Drawing her arm back, she let her hand slice the air, and smash against the man's shaking face. The loud slap rang out in the still room.
"Now answer me," Lynn insisted. "Where the fuck do you come off grabbing my ass?"
"I thought you wanted me to," Mark answered meekly, recovering from the shocking pain of the woman's blow.
"Well you were wrong," Lynn said, turning and walking into the large living room. Mark remained where he was standing, looking down at the floor foolishly.
Lynn was more than pleased with herself. She didn't like the idea of her cunt controlling her body. The young woman had been able to cool off enough to enjoy the evening's fun and games. She really wasn't angry at Mark; she used his grabbing her ass as an excuse for reaffirming control.
Crossing the large living room, Lynn sat down on a big, comfortable chair. She crossed her legs sexily, letting the hem of her bright red miniskirt ride up high on her ass. Smiling warmly, she looked up towards Mark.
"Don't you like looking at me any more?" Lynn said, as if nothing had happened.
Mark looked up at the exciting woman. Even from across the room, the sight of Lynn's flesh was enough to turn him on all over again. Mark was afraid his cock was about to split the seams of his straining pants.
Lynn could see the fat bulge of Mark's prick shaft, and it pleased her. As she watched him, the young woman slipped her foot out of her shoe. Balancing it at the very tip of her toes, Lynn began to slowly rock her leather shoe back and forth.
The way Lynn was playing with her shoe was hypnotic. Mark just couldn't take his eyes off of her foot. With a sudden jerk of her leg, the shoe fell to the floor.
"Pick it up," Lynn commanded, her voice was soft yet strong.
Mark didn't hesitate. Walking across the large living room, he dropped down to his knees before her. His fingers quivered as he lifted the shoe up from the thickly carpeted floor.
But, before he had a chance to slip it on, Lynn pressed the tip of her foot to the docile man's lips. No words were spoken between Mark and his mistress. It wasn't necessary.
Lynn Wallen smiled, closed her eyes, and leaned back into the overstuffed chair as she heard the soft thud of her shoe falling back to the carpet. In another moment, Lynn felt the excitement of Mark's worship racing up the length of her long leg.
"Hmmm ... that feels really nice," Lynn said, as Mark continued covering her foot with hot kisses.
Mark was happy that he was able to please his marvelous mistress. Lynn's skin was hot and delicious. The tightly drawn nylon covering her foot thrilled his drooling lips.
Lynn lowered herself down into the chair, pushing her cunt out towards the adoring man. Her body was responding to Mark Howard all over again, as he showed her what an obedient lover he could really be.
Mark was lost in the world of worship when he felt the woman's hands on the back of his head. Wrapping her fingers in his hair, Lynn pulled Mark Howard toward her waiting, hungry cunt. His lips and tongue left a wet trail along the hard, cool flesh of her leg as he came closer and closer to the center of her passions.
Mark's nostrils flared with the hot, musky scents of the beautiful woman's twat. As his lips graced her inner thighs with loving kisses, Mark reached down between his legs and undid the tightly drawn zipper of his fly. His raging cock pushed its way to freedom, slipping through the thin slit of his underpants.
And finally, the tortured man got his first taste of the magnificent woman's sopping wet pussy. Still covered by the dampened nylon of her pantyhose, Mark sucked the dripping juices of his mistress' hairy mound insanely, his mind whirling with the thick, sweet cream of her cunt.
"That's it, baby," Lynn said excitedly, ramming her pussy against his gobbling mouth, "suck me off. Suck the shit out of my pussy!"
Mark responded to his mistress' urgings. His teeth pulled at the material between his hungry mouth, and Lynn Wallen's swollen red pussy lips.
Still clutching Mark's sweat tangled hair, Lynn wrapped her long legs around his neck. Driving the heels of her shoes into his strong back, the horny woman pulled his entire body into the burning heat of her boiling cunt.
"More, you son of a bitch!" Lynn screamed, thrusting her whole body up to meet her lover's slurping mouth. "MORE!"
Mark could hardly breathe. His lungs strained for air as his face sunk deeper and deeper into the folds of Lynn's sweating body. But he didn't care. As his cock swelled with hot blood and boiling scum, the only thing that mattered was his mistress' pleasure.
Reaching around her thighs, Mark was able to hook his fingers in the elastic waistband of her pantyhose. Tugging at the taut nylon, he struggled to free the woman's cunt from the confines of her clothing.
It took a while for Lynn to realize what her obedient lover was doing, but once she did, her entire body shook with lust. Pressing her hands to the seat of the chair, Lynn lifted her ass off the cushion.
With her help, the drenched material slid off easily. Frantically tugging at her pantyhose, Mark soon got the thin garment down her long legs, wrapped around her ankles. Now, nothing stood between Lynn's wonderful pussy and his own lips.
Mark sat looking at his woman's cunt for a moment, hypnotized by the strangely jerking movements of Lynn's swollen pussy lips. But he hesitated for only a moment, then rushed his mouth to the waiting hole.
"Jesus Christ!" the woman screamed, responding to the first touch of Mark's hungry mouth.
Lynn Wallen was driven to the very heights of orgasmic pleasure with the touch of lips on her steaming, naked cunt. Her teasing games had really turned her on. As she slumped down into the large chair, Lynn was no longer the cool, detached seductress of earlier in the evening. She was now a horny, panting animal craving the thrilling release which only climax could bring.
Lynn's thighs held Mark's head like a vise, squeezing the very life out of him. But he didn't care. like the woman whose cunt juice filled his mouth, Mark Howard was lost in the ecstasy of lust
Freed from its nylon shield, Lynn's pussy creamed wildly, and Mark's mouth was there to lap it all up. He was an experienced cunt-sucker, and slowly began to torture the young woman's clit. He wrapped his lips around the hard, erect flesh of her clit, sucking and pulling on it gently. Holding Lynn's clit with his lips, Mark began to massage it with the very tip of his tongue. He felt her thighs quiver as they urged him on.
But Mark knew just what his lips and tongue were doing to her. He wanted to build Lynn's passions to even greater heights. His lips sucked softly, tantalizing the woman with the promise of lusts to come.
"Bite it, you bastard," Lynn finally screamed, unable to bear the sweet torture any longer. "Bite my fuckin' cunt!"
Those were the words Mark had been waiting for. He knew Lynn was ready. Very carefully, he took hold of Lynn's clit with his teeth. Her body trembled in response. And then, he began to apply pressure. His gentleness vanished as his lips began to yank on her sensitive flesh, and his teeth dug deeper and harder into her swollen clit.
"That's it! That's it!" she cried, feeling her orgasm racing through her body.
Lynn Wallen's whole body thrashed beneath the feel of Mark's masterful lips. Every muscle in her body twitched and jerked as the tears of intense pleasure welled up in her eyes. As her arms flew about her, the buttons on her low-cut blouse gave way, letting the huge melons of her tits spill free.
The cool air of the room excited the hard tips of her breasts, sending new chills racing through her blood. Involuntarily, Lynn's hands rose to her boobs, and her fingers found the hardness of her dark brown nipples. The young woman twisted and yanked at the tips of her boobs violently.
Mark's cock ached with hunger, but he dared not touch it. Just the feel of his own fingers on the burning shaft would have been enough to send his scum bursting from the tip. And that was something he didn't want to do. Mark had no intention of wasting his load on the carpet. It took every bit of strength he had, but Mark was able to keep his hands off his fiery prick shaft.
Lynn's orgasm seemed endless. With each thrust of her hips, a new climax smashed through her body. Over and over again, the young woman experienced the ultimate of pleasures.
And with each of her orgasms, Lynn dumped another load of thick, creamy cunt juice into Mark's sucking mouth. Nothing had ever tasted as delicious. With a lusting thirst, the young man swallowed hungrily, his throat coated with the thick juices.
And then, Mark began to feel Lynn's thighs loosening their grip on his head and shoulders. Her thrusts became slower and slower until they stopped altogether. Lynn's orgasms had finally come to an end, her legs hanging lifelessly on his shoulders.
Mark allowed her flesh to slip from between his lips, and his tongue licked up the last drops of sweet cream from her cunt and his own mouth. He remained still for a moment, then slumped to the floor. His lungs sucked in great gasps of air.
For the very first time, Mark realized his eyes had been clamped shut. He could feel the wetness of Lynn's juice and sweat thick on his face. His nostrils were still filled with the wonderful smells of his mistress' orgasm. Mark's prick lay against the roughness of the carpet, hard and swollen to the point of pain.
Feeling some of the strength returning to his body, Mark allowed his eyes to drift open. The sight before him sent new spasms of need into his prick.
Lynn was slumped over on the large chair, almost unconscious. Her beautiful hair was matted and tangled. The smooth skin of her cheeks were stained with tears. Her lips were curled into a tiny, contented smile. Her eyes were closed.
But Mark spent little time looking at the woman's face. As he lowered his gaze, the image of Lynn Wallen in the bar, so cool and confident, passed through his mind. He could hardly believe he was looking at the same woman.
Lynn's flesh glistened with a thin coating of sweat. Her blouse was open, and this was the first time Mark had been able to get a good look at her tits. They were almost beyond belief. Even though the muscles in her body had relaxed, he could still see the proud thrust of her huge breasts.
Though already larger than it had ever been before, Mark was amazed to see his cock still growing. Lynn's nipples had remained hard, and they made the young man's mouth water. He could see the curve of her naked ass, and thrilled to the sight of her strong thighs. As he looked at her, Mark remembered the feel of those thighs locked around his neck.
Yet, of all her charms, Lynn's cunt thrilled the young man the very most. He stared into the red, swollen folds of flesh while the taste of her marvelous juices was still very fresh in his mind. The smell of that hairy pussy slit seemed to be hanging thick in the air. Every time Mark inhaled, a slight tremor of excitement passed through his entire body.
Lynn began to feel the world around her again after a few minutes of rest During her orgasm, and immediately following it, the real world had ceased to exist. Then, there was only ecstasy. But soon, the cool, fresh air of the room began to revive her. Though exhausted, she felt absolutely marvelous. Every muscle in her body felt relieved. Happily, Mark had turned out to be a better lover than she had thought possible.
Opening her eyes, she looked down and saw Mark staring into her cunt. But more than that, she saw the huge erection sticking out of the front of his pants. There was nothing that could get her mind back on sex faster than the sight of a nice, thick cock. As exhausted and tired as she was, Lynn Wallen began to think about all the wonderful things she could do with that fat hunk of meat.
"Don't you like the way these look?" Lynn asked, reaching up under her tits and holding each one out to him.
Mark had been taken by surprise. As he stared into Lynn's cunt, his mind had become absorbed with thoughts of fucking the beautiful woman. The suddenness of her question startled him. Mark's face colored as he realized Lynn caught him peeking up her twat
"Listen," Lynn said, smiling warmly, "I don't mind if you look at my pussy, just make sure you get a good look-see at these tits of mine."
With that, Lynn began to let her fingers caress the heavy flesh of her breasts. Mark watched as her fingernails left tiny red marks on the smooth soft tit meat. He watched her thrill the dark brown nipples, making them nice and hard. And as she played with her boobs, her lips were curled up into the warmest, most inviting smile she could manage.
Mark didn't know how long he was going to be able to last. His cock was throbbing so wildly, he thought it might explode without being touched at all. But, with all his might, he was able to control it.
Lynn could see what her little game was doing to the obedient man. She enjoyed the sight of him struggling to hold himself back. She knew how much Mark wanted her. She could see the lust and hunger filling his entire body, and it pleased her.
"Take these off me," Lynn said, holding her ankles up in the air.
As obedient as always, Mark scampered back to her feet, and carefully took her shoes off again. He held her foot up to his lips, but was shocked when she pulled it out of his hands.
"I told you to take my stockings off," she said sternly. "Now do it!"
The tone in her voice frightened the man. He was afraid he had angered his mistress. His fingers trembled as he quickly slipped her shoes off, and pulled the damp nylon of her pantyhose from around her ankles.
Actually, Mark hadn't angered Lynn. As a matter-of-fact, she was really pleased that he had been thoughtful enough to want to kiss her feet, considering the condition of his cock. But she wanted to make sure he knew who was boss. His trembling fingers told Lynn everything she wanted to know.
When he was done, Mark sat back on his feet, and waited for Lynn's next command. The very tip of his bloated cock was resting on the carpeted floor and the contact sent shivers through his entire body.
Lynn was very pleased with herself. After showing her what he could do with his mouth, the young woman was sure Mark would know just how to use that monstrous prick of his in her cunt. Lynn could feel her whole body turning on every time she looked at that hard piece of meat between Mark's legs.
Finally, Lynn stood up from the chair, while Mark's eyes followed her every move. Standing, the stunningly beautiful woman towered over her lover. Slowly and carefully, she rearranged her short skirt so that her cunt was out of sight. Though he couldn't look into her pussy any more, Mark had a great view of those monstrous tits, and they were more than enough to keep him happy.
Lynn glanced down at Mark for a moment, then turned, and made her way into the next room. When she opened the door, Mark could see it was her bedroom. His eyes were glued to the bounce of her ass-cheeks as she moved. Once inside the bedroom, Mark couldn't see his mistress any more.
"Come in here, Mark," Lynn called out, after a few moments inside the bedroom.
Hopping to his feet, Mark quickly made for fee door. But the sight that reached his eyes when he looked inside was enough to make the horny bastard freeze in his tracks.
When Mark looked through the doorway, he saw Lynn lying on the bed, on her stomach. Her pillow had been placed beneath her cunt, and she had already stripped off her skirt and blouse. The pillow was pushing her marvelous ass up into the air. As she lay there, Lynn's hands had reached behind her, and were prying the heavy cheeks of her beautiful ass apart
Lynn Wallen showing her ass off to him was the most obscene, most exciting thing he had even seen in his entire life. Even from the doorway, the young man could see the tight pink hole of her puckered anus.
"Why don't you come take a closer look?" Lynn said, smiling invitingly as she looked over towards Mark.
The young man didn't need a second invitation. Lynn's ass-hole was so exciting, his lips trembled as he lowered his face into the deep crack of Lynn's ass. With her holding the cheeks apart, it was easy for Mark to really enjoy the delicious anus.
His long tongue ran up and down the length of the hole a few times before finally coming to rest at the entrance of her rectum. But once there, there was no question as to whether or not Mark knew what to do.
Lynn closed her eyes and relaxed. Mark had a better mouth than a hell of a lot of the guys she usually had eating her out. Her tight ass muscles made it difficult for Mark to push his tongue into her at first, but he kept at it until he was successful.
When Lynn's ass-hole finally loosened up, Mark's tongue pushed in as far as it would go. The man could tell she had taken a lot of cocks up her ass by the way its entrance molded to the shape of his tongue so easily. That knowledge was enough to shoot another pain down between his legs.
"Get it nice and wet, baby," Lynn told her lover. "You want your cock to have an easy time of it, don't you?"
The meaning of Lynn's words made Mark Howard the happiest man in the world. Wildly, his mouth drooled spit into the deep crack of Lynn's ass, and his tongue pushed the wetness into her marvelous ass-hole.
Lynn really enjoyed the soft sweetness of having her ass-hole licked, but she was getting a little impatient to feel the force of her lover's cock. Playfully, she wiggled her ass up into the man's face, driving his tongue into her just a little deeper.
"Come on, baby," Lynn said, looking over her shoulder at Mark's bobbing head. "I'm all ready for you. Let's see if that cock of yours knows what to do with a nice piece of ass."
That was all Mark had been waiting for. In one motion, he jumped to his feet, pushed his pants down to his ankles, and kicked them into the corner. He was ready for action. Climbing back onto the bed, Mark took hold of his cock and pressed it into the deep crack of Lynn's ass. He was shocked at how hot his prick felt when he touched it.
Lynn held her breath when she felt the tip of Mark's prick against the tight ring of her ass-hole. It felt so much bigger than it looked. For a split second she wondered whether or not it might be too big for her to handle. But, the young woman was able to push all those thoughts out of her mind. It might hurt in the beginning, Lynn thought, but it would all be worth it.
Mark enjoyed the feel of Lynn's ass-hole kissing the tip of his prick. He could hardly believe he was about to fuck the most beautiful woman in the world. And up her ass at that!
But Mark didn't have much time for thinking. With a sudden thrust of her hips, Lynn had rammed her ass-hole up against his cock with enough force to bury his cockhead into the burning hot cavern of her anus.
"How the hell does that feel?" Lynn screamed back over her shoulder, as she fought to keep the pain from knocking her unconscious.
Mark couldn't answer. The young man had had his share of ass-holes, but none of them ever felt like the one he was in at that moment. His cock felt like it had been plunged into a hot oven. Mark was stunned by the incredible heat and tightness of the woman's ass-hole.
The tears streamed down Lynn's cheeks as she slammed her ass up at Mark's cock the second time. As another few inches of fat shaft sank into her rectum, Lynn could feel the walls of her ass straining frantically to fit around her lover's wonderfully large tool.
By this time, Mark had recovered from the initial shock of the young woman's aggressive ass-hole, and he began to push his prick into the deep hole. He reached down and replaced Lynn's hands with his own, pulling those fat ass-cheeks even farther apart.
"Easy honey," Lynn moaned, still not used to the fat shaft. "Take it fuckin' easy."
But Mark was too far gone to listen to Lynn's words. The only thing he could think about was the throbbing of his scum filled balls.
With one last thrust, Lynn slammed the rest of Mark's fat prick up into her bowels. Her fingernails clutching the bedspread, the young woman held on for dear life. And then, all of a sudden, Lynn felt her ass-hole begin to accept the fullness of her lover's thick shaft. She felt the walls of her rectum expand to lessen her pain.
Mark knew what the woman was feeling. He saw how relaxed she had suddenly become. Still holding his prick motionless, he reached underneath her body, and grabbed hold of her fat tit meat. He sank his fingers into the soft flesh.
With her tits being played with, Lynn suddenly came alive. Mark's cock felt wonderful, and she wanted to feel it slamming in and out of her ass-hole.
"Let's go, you son of a bitch!" she screamed, shoving her body up to meet his.
That was all Mark needed to hear. With his cock throbbing madly, he began to ram his prick in and out of her ass-hole. He could feel the tight ring of her anus sucking away at his cock, and that made him even hotter.
like a well-oiled piston, Mark's prick pumped the living shit out of his woman's rectum. And with each pump, he came closer and closer to coming.
Lynn could feel her man's prick getting even bigger, and she knew he was going to shoot his load soon. Her own climax was only moments away, and she worked to catch up with him. Lynn wanted to feel Mark's scum spurting into her ass while she orgasmed.
"I'M COMING! I'M COMING!" Mark screamed suddenly, as the tip of his prick exploded in a fury of boiling scum.
And Lynn was right there with him. When she felt his hot sperm splash against the back of her ass-hole, her own body began to respond to the obscene fucking. With every thrust of her partner, Lynn returned with a thrust of her own.
As he climaxed, Mark's fingers tore at Lynn's beautiful, fat tits. Her soft, warm flesh felt wonderful, yielding to the strength of his hands.
But all too soon, the exciting ass-fuck was all done. His prick all soft and coated with his own scum, Mark rolled off Lynn's body and onto his back. He hadn't had time to take off his shirt, and it clung to his skin damply. He wanted to take it off, but he just didn't have the strength.
He was just about to relax, when he caught some sort of movement out of the corner of his eye. Looking towards the doorway, Mark Howard suddenly froze.
CHAPTER TWO
"Isn't this nice and cozy," Beverly Stone said, looking down at Mark and Lynn on the bed.
Beverly Stone was beautiful, and the clothes she wore were chosen to accentuate those exciting qualities. Her long, wonderfully shapely legs were encased in almost black stockings. Beverly wore dark suede, knee-high boots. Beverly's ass was covered by the most obscenely cut pair of hot pants Mark had ever seen. Her huge, braless tits were held by a skin-tight, close-knit sweater.
The scene the woman had walked in on made her mouth water. She had wanted to get fucked all night, and hadn't had the chance. Though her face had the lines of a thirty-eight-year-old woman, there was a wild, horny look about her which made her ageless.
"Hi, honey," Lynn said, looking over her shoulder. "What the fuck are you doing back so early? I thought you were going to spend the night with that magazine editor you told me about this morning."
"The son of a bitch turned out to be a fuckin' fag," Beverly said, as she made her way to the bed.
The older woman didn't take her eyes off Mark's cock for one moment. Even though he was limp, the glistening scum coating his meat was turning her on. Mark watched the smooth curves of her wonderful body as she sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Aren't you going to introduce us?" Beverly asked her friend, as she reached out to fondle Mark's cock.
Lynn watched her roommate with amusement. She could see the hot lust in the older woman's face as her long, manicured fingers caressed the young man's sticky prick shaft.
"Mark Howard, meet Beverly Stone, my somewhat fucked up roommate," Lynn said.
Mark couldn't say a thing. He was so taken by surprise he just didn't know how to handle the situation. After a few moments of silence, Beverly broke out in a happy, high-pitched laugh. Her fingers were still working away at his cock, and beginning to get results.
"He's a quiet one, isn't he," the older woman said.
"What have you got on your mind, dear?" Lynn asked in mock seriousness.
Lynn knew exactly what her roommate had on her mind. Beverly dug scum. There was nothing in the entire world that the girl liked more than the sweet sticky taste of male sperm. Her desires had become almost an obsession with her. At that point, she needed to feel hot scum dripping down her throat.
"You look hungry," Lynn added, her lips curled up into a lusty, dirty grin.
Beverly knew what the young woman meant, and with the slightest of nods, told her that she was right. The thirty-eight-year-old woman's mouth was watering for a taste of delicious scum.
Lynn, still lying on her stomach, reached behind her back, and pulled her heavy ass-cheeks apart, exposing her raw, sperm-filled ass-hole to her roommate's view. Mark watched Beverly slowly lick her lips as she looked into the deep crack of his mistress' ass.
"You're right, baby," Beverly said, crawling across the bed towards the scum-filled ass-hole. "I am hungry."
With that, Beverly sank her sexy face into the deep crack and her long, snake-like tongue slipped from between her lips. Gently pulling Lynn's ass-cheeks apart, Beverly began to slowly lick the scum from the tight ring of the younger woman's anus.
As she began to taste the thickness of scum, Beverly's mouth went wild. Soon, the room was filled with the loud, slurping sounds of the woman sucking every last drop of scum out of her roommate's ass. Lynn helped her friend out by pushing her ass up against the hungry animal's digging tongue.
Mark's cock responded to the scene immediately. He had never seen two women making love, and he could hardly believe his eyes. But one thing was for certain. At the fact that his blood was racing into his cock, he was going to need a good fuck damn soon.
Lynn looked over to her obedient lover and smiled at his swelling prick. Her own body was trembling under Beverly's expert tongue, and she was glad Mark would be ready to satisfy her needs very soon.
Beverly's tongue sucked away on the scum-coated walls of her roommate's ass until they were scrubbed clean. The older woman had sucked out every drop of scum there was to eat, yet she still wasn't satisfied. Her belly still churned for the taste of hot scum dripping down into it.
Mark's prick was as hard as a ramrod by the time Beverly lifted her face from the deep crack. Her eyes glazed with desire, when she saw how hard and ready the man was. She imagined all the wonderful scum boiling in his fat, hairy balls, and it almost drove her out of her mind.
With a lewd grin smeared across her face, Beverly crawled towards Mark's waiting hunk of meat. Her tongue lashed across her rich full lips as she slowly made her way to the burning head of the young man's throbbing cock.
Mark watched her closely, his prick straining for the wet heat of her mouth sucking the scum from his belly. He wanted to feel the tip of his prick exploding load after load of sperm into her hungry mouth. He wanted to feel the bursts of scum splashing off the back of her throat just as much as she did.
But Lynn had other uses for that big hunk of prick meat. She wanted to feel that monstrous tool slamming into her belly, driving her cunt to the very limits of pleasure. Lynn had no ideas of letting Beverly drain all the life from her lover's prick.
"Take it easy," the younger woman told her roommate, as she grabbed a fistful of Beverly's long, black hair. "That's my hunk of cock you're looking at."
But Bev had no intention of being stopped now. She could see the fat readiness of the young man's cock, and she wanted it. She wanted to drink the scum as it shot from the tip of his prick. Roughly, she slapped Lynn's hand off her hair.
"Leave me alone, you tramp," Beverly spit back at the younger woman. "I need his cock!"
But Lynn needed it too, and she didn't like the way Beverly Stone was taking her man away from her. As she watched Mark's cockhead sink into the loving mouth of the older woman, Lynn could feel the lips of her pussy throbbing with hunger. She imagined the feel of that thick shaft prying her cunt hole open, as he rammed it into her quivering belly.
Beverly was still dressed, and the material of her tiny hot pants was cutting into her crotch viciously. But the thirty-eight-year-old woman couldn't have given less of a shit. The only thing on her mind was Mark's cock, and the hot scum in it.
But Lynn didn't give up a fight that easily. Slipping her fingers into the waistband of the woman's pants, she yanked back with all her might.
Helplessly, Beverly felt the wonderful cock she had needed all night slip from between her lips. She tried to hold it in her mouth, but Lynn was just too strong. When Beverly spun around to confront her roommate, her face was twisted into a mask of lust and hate.
But before the woman could do or say anything, Lynn's hand came crashing down into her face. The force of the young woman's blow sent Beverly sprawling across the bed. She was stunned by the sudden violence of her roommate. It was a side of Lynn's personality she had never shown before.
But the blow brought some sense back to Beverly's horny mind. The older woman sat very still, looking up into Lynn's eyes with lust and hunger.
"I know how much you want his prick," Lynn said, her voice sounding cool and calm. "But I need it too. My cunt is just aching for a feel of hard cock in it."
Both women understood each other. They both needed a fat prick to satisfy the burning hungers within them, and there just wasn't enough man meat to go around. Each woman knew the other wasn't about to give up her share in the only available shaft of prick.
Then, suddenly, Lynn came up with an idea, a way to insure Mark's cock for two good fuck sessions, and turn themselves on to boot. A broad smile played on her lips as she told her friend of the idea she had.
"The only fair thing to do is let Mark decide who'll be first up to bat with his cock," Lynn began.
Mark was beside himself with lust and passion, but when he heard Lynn's words, he almost shit on the bed.
Just watching those two beautiful creatures fighting for a taste of his cock was enough to make him mad with lustful desire. But being able to choose which one to have first was a thought he could hardly imagine.
"And to make it easier for him to decide, we're going to have a little beauty contest," Lynn added.
Beverly immediately loved the idea. She knew what an exciting body Lynn had, but also knew that hers was even better. A fair contest was a great way of turning everybody on, and deciding who was to receive Mark's first load of scum.
"Sounds great to me, Lynn honey," Beverly said. Then, reaching over to stroke Mark's shaft, she asked, "How about you?"
Mark's eyes flashed from the fullness of Lynn's naked tits to the straining material of Beverly's sweater. He could see the older woman's nipples without any trouble. Both women had magnificent boobs and the thought of comparing the two pairs, side by side, made his prick throb with new life.
"Yes, yes. I ... I'd like that. Very much," Mark answered softly, as his mind spun with images of the two stunningly sexy bitches working to outdo each other.
Beverly ran the sharp edge of her fingernail across the head of Mark's cock, enjoying the way his meat jumped to attention at just the touch of her fingers.
"First off, honey," Lynn told her roommate, "It isn't fair for me to be naked and you to have all your clothes on. Mark can't really get a good idea about your body like that."
Lynn was right, and Beverly knew it. She hated tearing herself away from Mark's wonderful cock, but she knew it had to be done. Beverly made up her mind that if she was going to take her clothes off, she was going to do it right.
Mark watched the wonderful wiggle of the older woman's ass as she made her way across the room. At first, he didn't know where the hell she was going, but then he knew. The sexy bitch was going over to a record player sitting against the wall. Looking through the stack of records for a moment or two, Beverly finally found the album she was looking for.
In a few seconds, the room was filled with the erotic, thrilling sounds of a wild acid rock band. Mark didn't know which group was playing, but it didn't make any difference. When Beverly turned back towards him, her face looked as though she was in some sort of hypnotic trance. Her eyes were half closed, and her body moved with a smooth, liquid motion.
As he continued to watch, the sexy bitch began to slowly rotate her hips in time with the music. Soon, her whole body was moving to the fast passed sounds. Mark watched the woman's huge, mature tits slam against each other as she shook her shoulders wildly. His cock longed for her cunt as she thrust it out towards him.
Beverly stared at Mark's prick while she danced. Her tongue washed over her lips and she smiled at the throbbing cockhead. The woman felt the strong muscles in her wild legs thrusting her entire body out towards the panting male, and she felt as if she were fucking the shit out of him.
The more the music played, the wilder Beverly Stone danced. Her body felt on fire. The sexed up bitch could feel her sweater dampen with sweat dripping from her heavy tits. She could smell the excitement of her own body, and that made her even hotter.
Beverly turned round and round, showing off her magnificent body. There wasn't a twenty-year-old chick who could boast of a better, senior body than Beverly's, and the older woman knew it. No one ever passed her on the street, man or woman, without taking a good look at her thrilling flesh.
When Beverly reached for the bottom hem of her sweater, both Mark and Lynn gasped with hot lusting anticipation. Even though Lynn had seen her roommate's tits hundreds of times before, the way the woman was dancing had enflamed her competition.
At that point, Lynn was almost ready to give Mark to Beverly, just for the chance to suck the older bitch's tits, but her cunt said no. The young woman needed Mark's cock up her hot cunt, and she intended to play the game to win.
Beverly was aware of all the things that were rushing through her roommate's mind. The younger girl's face showed the hot lust she was feeling deep down in her cunt. But Beverly also knew that if she wanted Mark's cock, she would have to win it.
Turning her back to Mark and Lynn, Beverly quickly pulled her soft sweater over her head, and tossed it into a corner. The sudden cool air on her sweat-soaked flesh sent shivers up and down her spine. With her back towards them, Beverly moved her ass like a whore looking for a customer.
Mark and Lynn knew the older woman's tits were hanging free, but they couldn't see them. When Beverly smiled over her shoulder, she could see begging hunger in their eyes. Watching them carefully, Beverly brought her fingertips up to the hard brown nipples of her breasts. Her own touch made them swell with desire until they ached with the hunger to be sucked.
Mark and Lynn knew what she was doing. They knew the older woman was teasing them, adding fuel to the fires between their legs. Beverly waited until she knew they were really ready, and then turned.
Mark's mouth dropped open. His entire body trembled with excitement. Beverly Stone had the most suckable tits in the entire world. They were absolutely huge. Looking at their outline beneath the sweater she had worn did them no justice. They were fat and soft, with just enough sag to give them a sultry, sexy look.
Her nipples were monstrous. Mark doubted he would be able to fit the entire, darkened flesh into his mouth. But he was sure as hell going to try. His tongue tingled at the thought of running across Beverly's swollen nipples.
Beverly's own cunt was beginning to throb and drip hot juice down the inside of her wonderful thighs. Her body shook with lust as she watched the heat in her admiring audience's faces. With the loud sounds of the record player still shaking the walls of the bedroom, the older woman began to dance with even greater abandon. The heavy melons of her tremendous tits heaved wildly in all directions.
Standing before Mark and Lynn, Beverly looked like a whore out of hell. She was still wearing her knee-high, suede boots, dark stockings, and tiny hot pants.
Seeing the sweat forming on her roommate's beautiful breasts was just too much for Lynn Wallen. Frantically, she crawled across the still-damp bed, and sunk her lust-filled face into the heat of Mark's crotch.
"Hold it, sweetheart," Beverly said, stepping up to the edge of the bed. "That's a no-no."
Lynn could hear what the other woman was saying, and she knew Beverly was right, but the young secretary had no intention of pulling the hot shaft of Mark's cock out from between her hungry lips.
Beverly watched her roommate going to town on the handsome guy's prick for a while before reaching down and grabbing a handful of the younger woman's hair. As Lynn had done to her earlier, Beverly tore the young bitch's mouth off of Mark's erect tool.
"I haven't taken off all my clothes yet," Beverly said, smiling hotly. "And Mark still had to make up his mind. After all," the older woman added, "this little show was all your idea, wasn't it?"
Lynn hated the woman who stood between her and that fat piece of cock. But the young bitch knew her roommate was absolutely right.
"Well, if you're going to get undressed," Lynn spit up at the half-naked beauty, "why don't you do it?"
"Don't be impatient, my dear," Beverly answered, cupping her heavy tits in her long-fingered hands. "It looks like Mark is enjoying my little dance."
Beverly Stone was more than just right. Mark was watching the movements of the beautiful woman with an intensity he had never even known before. His fingers clawed at the damp bed sheets as he imagined the feel of Beverly's soft tits in his hands. Mark's cock stood up from his belly like a flagpole, ready to find its way into the depths of a hot, cavernous pussy slit. His prick head throbbed at the thought of juicy cunt lips sucking the scum out of his hairy balls.
Beverly knew exactly what the young man was thinking about. Her eyes remained fixed on his dick as she bent forward to undo the hidden zippers on the side of her knee-high boots. Her long tongue licked her full lips as she remembered the wonderful taste of Mark's scum that she ate out of her roommate's ass-hole.
Beverly slipped her beautiful feet out of the sexy boots, kicking them into the corner when she was done. Then, her fingers flew to the clasps holding her hot pants in place. With a flick of her wrist, the obscene garment was soon in a puddle around her ankles.
Mark and Lynn's mouths watered at the sight of cunt juice drenched nylon covering the throbbing red lips of Beverly's twat. The older woman was still wearing her sexiest pair of black lace panties, and her dark pantyhose stockings.
And, in another moment, Beverly slipped out of those pantyhose. She stood wearing only her lace panties, posing proudly before the admiring gaze of Lynn and Mark. While taking off her boots and stockings, Beverly had to stop dancing to the wild music. Now, almost entirely naked, her body was free to respond to the exciting sounds of the acid rock.
Mark's eyes burned with almost enough heat to melt the black lace of Beverly's panties. He was almost insane with the desire to see the older woman's naked cunt. The lace was thin enough for him to make out the deep, dark gash of her pussy, but he still needed his eyes to delve into the musky darkness unobstructed.
Beverly's lingers began to toy with the elastic waistband of her panties. She rolled the tiny garment down the gentle slope of her belly, until the very start of her pubic hair was visible. Then, with one sudden move, she turned her back to Mark and Lynn, and bent over at the waist.
The exciting black lace strained over the fullness of her thrilling ass-cheeks, and her deep crack was clearly visible. Beverly was well aware of the effect her plump ass was having on the other two people. She smiled to herself as she wiggled her sexy bottom at the marvelously erect cock of the handsome young man on the bed.
Looking over her shoulder, a lewd grin across her sexy lips, Beverly began to roll her panties down over her full ass. In a few moments, the older bitch could feel the cool air of the room caressing the plump half moons of her backside.
With the tiny pair of panties rolled up into a thin band of black lace digging into the back of Beverly's thighs, Mark could look right into the deep crack of the beautiful woman's ass-hole. His eyes sought out the hidden thrill of Beverly's tightly puckered anus, but that was still withheld from Mark's sight.
Lynn was beyond being able to control herself. She knew Beverly wouldn't allow her to make use of Mark's cock, but she needed something to satisfy the quivering hunger deep in her belly. Without a second thought, Lynn jumped down from the bed, and sank her face into the deep crack of Beverly's ass.
The young woman was right. Her older roommate had no objections to enjoying the feel of Lynn's tongue digging away at the hidden hole of her anus. The young girl's trembling fingers pried open the sexy globes of flesh, and Lynn's tongue was soon pushing its way into the steaming heat of Beverly's ass-hole.
"Well, well," Beverly giggled, wiggling her ass against Lynn's sucking mouth, "I guess it's plain to see who won our little beauty contest, isn't it?"
But Lynn was much to busy to give the older woman any answer. The young secretary could taste the wonderfully pungent flavor of the forbidden hole. As the young woman's mouth did marvelously filthy things to the older woman's ass-hole, her own fingers dropped down between her legs. As Beverly's body enjoyed the loving caress of her roommate's mouth, Lynn's fingers slipped into the sopping wetness of her own pussy.
"Are you just going to sit there?" Beverly said, looking over to Mark still on the bed. "Why don't you come over here, and let me have a taste of that big fat cock of yours?"
Mark Howard certainly didn't need a second invitation. In a flash, he was standing before the still-bent figure of the thirty-eight-year-old woman.
Beverly's eyes widened as she wrapped her fingers around the thick shaft of Mark's juicy cock. Her throat began to ache for the feel of hot sperm spurting down into her belly, and she watched the vein of the man's prick bulge excitedly. Her fingers reached around to cup his balls, and Beverly knew they were filled with boiling scum.
"I do hope you didn't use up all your wonderful come fucking Lynn," Beverly teased, as she ran the sharp edge of her fingernail across the tiny slit of the man's pee hole.
When the older bitch saw the first drop of Mark's pre-fuck bubble to the tip of his prick, she really got turned on. Dropping to her knees, Beverly was pleased at the way Lynn kept her mouth pressed between the heavy melons of her ass-cheeks.
"Now let's get a taste of that prick of yours," Beverly said, before her long tongue snaked out from between her lips, and pushed its way into the tiny slit of his pee hole.
A shiver of excitement passed through Mark's entire body as he felt the beautiful whore's tongue lapping at the very tip of his cock. The young man's hips pressed forward as he tried to shove his prick into the wet heat of Beverly's mouth.
"Eager, aren't you?" Beverly asked, smiling up into the lust-filled face of the young man.
Mark groaned as he felt Beverly swallow up the full length of his hard cock. With one gulp, the amazing woman was able to take in the full force of Mark's male tool, its head pressing against the very back of her throat.
Beverly's fingers reached up to milk the hairy balls hanging down from Mark's cock meat as her mouth sucked away at the hard shaft. Her lips began to nurse on the man's tool harder and harder, and she inhaled the marvelous smells of his masculine body.
Mark's legs trembled wildly as he neared the orgasm Beverly so waited for. Flashes of light and color filled his closed eyes as his hips thrust more and more of his prick down into the woman's gobbling mouth.
Lynn's fingers could feel the excitement mounting in her roommate's body as she continued to finger-fuck the shit out of her own cunt. The young woman allowed her spit to dribble into Beverly's deep ass-hole, and down into the slit of her throbbing pussy.
All three horny people began to feel the first tremors of their orgasms at the very same time. Mark's fingers grabbed hold of the older woman's head, and his thrusts became deeper ... and more urgent. Beverly's sucking mouth responded to the young man's needs. Within moments, hot scum was bursting from the tip of Mark's burning shaft.
Lynn's fingers worked away at her own cunt furiously, thrilling to the feel of her pussy juice dripping down her fingers and the inside of her thighs. With the crazy abandon of a madwoman, Lynn shoved her tongue into Beverly's ass as deeply as she could.
Mark's scum was just as sweet tasting as she thought it would be. Beverly's mouth had hungered for the magnificent thickness of male sperm juice all night, and she was finally having that need satisfied. Slurping loudly, the older bitch drank down every drop of scum bursting from the tip of Mark's cock.
But then Mark's orgasm was over, and the flow of scum from the tip of his prick was done. Exhaustedly, Beverly sucked the last drops of come from the man's dick, and then pulled his prick out from between her lips. She savored the last, fading tastes of sperm as she smiled up into Mark's face.
"Darling," she whispered, "that was absolutely wonderful. Out of this fuckin' world!"
Lynn had dropped down to the carpet, and was still working away at her own cunt. The young woman was obviously having trouble reaching the fullness of her own orgasm. Her fingers pumped in and out of the dripping hole feverishly, but Lynn seemed hung up on the edge of ecstasy. Her eyes cried out for help.
"Please! Please!" the young girl moaned, "I just can't make it by myself. HELP ME!"
As completely worn out and exhausted as Beverly was, she couldn't just sit there and watch her roommate thrash about on die floor in agony. Summoning up all the strength she had, Beverly made her way across the carpeted floor to Lynn.
"Take it easy, baby," the older woman said, pushing a thin, sharp lipped finger up into Lynn's belly.
A faint smile played across the young secretary's lips for an instant when she first felt Beverly's finger wedged into her steaming pussy, next to her own finger. The young woman's smile soon twisted into a lewd grin as she felt her body responding to the loving touch of the older, experienced woman.
"That's right, honey. Move that little ass of yours," Beverly laughed, as Lynn's ass rammed up off the floor to meet the probing of Beverly's manicured digit.
The sight of Lynn humping up against Beverly's hand was enough to bring new life to Mark Howard's spent prick. Both women were so beautiful, and the obscene picture of them fucking each other really turned the young man on.
After all the fucking Mark had done, it was almost a chore to drag himself over to the two exciting women. His mouth watered for a taste of sweet, sweaty flesh. The way Lynn's trembling tits drew him like a magnet, there was no question where Mark's mouth was headed.
"Go to it, baby," Beverly urged, reaching down to massage the back of Mark's neck.
The young man didn't need Beverly's invitation to suck Lynn's nipples into his mouth. The feel of the hard tips of flesh thrilled his mouth, as his tongue lashed against the sensitive, dark brown skin.
"Suck my cunt!" Lynn screamed, as her body felt the first waves of delicious orgasm racing through her blood.
The sight of Lynn's body climaxing excited the hell out of her roommate. Beverly lowered her face to the young secretary's pussy, and her long tongue began to lick up the excess cunt juice dribbling out of the deep, hairy hole.
The delicious taste of Lynn's pussy cream mixed with the last drops of Mark's scum in the older woman's mouth. The mixture of flavors made Beverly's belly quiver with lust and excitement.
Lynn's orgasm turned Mark and Beverly on. As the younger woman thrashed about on the floor, the older bitch caught sight of the throbbing fat shaft of Mark's meat. Her own cunt was ready for the full force of that magnificent tool.
"Come on, baby," Beverly said, hopping up onto the bed, "ram that cock up into my belly."
Mark was only too happy to satisfy the sexy woman's desires. As she lay back on the bed, her long legs held as wide as they could be, Mark scrambled to his feet. In another moment, he was fitting the head of his swollen prick to the aching wetness of Beverly's overheated pussy slit.
Beverly had no intention of waiting for Mark's cock. With one thrust of her hips, the older woman shoved the man's prick deep into the hot depths of her cunt canal. Mark's cock felt even better than it looked, as Beverly felt the thick shaft slamming into her heaving belly.
Mark's whole body came alive with electric fire as he felt the head of his prick swallowed up hungrily. Lust controlling his every move, Mark rammed his cock in and out of Beverly's drooling pussy. He could feel her cunt cream coating the burning flesh of his shaft.
"More, you son of a bitch," Beverly screamed, lost in her own world of crashing orgasms.
Mark was having trouble reaching his own climax. After all the fucking he'd done, his cock was getting tired. As the fresh scum boiled in his belly, Mark could feel his hairy balls ache with exhausting lust.
Lynn was able to regain consciousness after her crashing climax and looked over to her bed. When she saw Mark fucking the shit out of her roommate, it turned the young woman on all over again. In a few seconds, Lynn had climbed up onto the bed, and pressed her mouth to Mark and Beverly's crotches.
As Mark's prick pulled out of the deep hole of the older bitch's cunt, he could feel Lynn's long tongue lash the sticky cream off his shaft. The added sensation of the young secretary's mouth pushed Mark closer and closer to the finality of his crashing emotions.
Beverly could feel Lynn's tongue doing wonderfully obscene things to her hard, erect clit. The older bitch could feel her roommate's tongue pushing its way into her sopping wet twat, right next to Mark's probing shaft of cock meat.
Lynn Wallen's sucking mouth was all Mark needed to start the scum racing to the tip of his long, fat prick. Every thrust of Mark's hips drove the fat head of his cock deeper and deeper into Beverly's wonderfully hot, quivering belly.
"Move that ass of yours," Mark screamed, as he felt the steaming sperm burst from the tip of his prick. "MOVE THAT FUCKIN' ASS!"
The lusting heat of Mark's words filled the room, and Beverly rammed her body up to meet his hungry thrusts. Feeling the boiling scum filling her cunt was enough to drive Beverly insane. Saliva dribbled from the corners of her mouth as Beverly's body thrashed beneath the duel assault of Mark's cock and Lynn's mouth.
The young stud's scum mixed with Beverly's cunt juice, coating his prick with thick cream. Lynn couldn't remember the last time she had tasted anything as delicious. Her lips sucked every drop of the precious fluid into her mouth, while her own cunt overflowed with happiness.
CHAPTER THREE
Beverly Stone was a freelance writer, which meant she never had to get up to the annoying buzz of an alarm clock. The thirty-eight-year-old woman was pleased Lynn hadn't disturbed her when she left for work in the morning. After her night with Mark and Lynn, Beverly needed all the sleep she could get.
It was after eleven when she finally climbed out of bed. Swinging her long, naked legs out from under the cool sheets, Beverly got to her feet. Her legs felt weak as she padded across the room to the bath. After the long night of fucking, Beverly knew how badly she needed a shower. Her skin was coated with sweat, scum and cunt juice.
The hot stream of water did wonders for Beverly's tired body. She scrubbed her skin with an expensive, scented soap, paying special attention to her tits, cunt and ass-hole. As her soapy fingers worked away at her pussy, Beverly could feel the life returning to her body. She dug her sharp fingernails into the hardening flesh of her clit, sending shivers of excitement up and down her spine.
It wasn't long before Beverly's fingers brought her cunt to a wonderful spending. The woman leaned against one of the wet, tiled walls as she enjoyed the response of her sensitive pussy. But Beverly knew she had work to do, and after letting the hot water wash the soap away, she stepped from the tub.
Drying herself quickly, Beverly strode back into the adjoining bedroom. She felt absolutely wonderful. The room was filled with warm sunlight streaming in through the window. Beverly loved the feel of the thick carpet beneath her feet.
Beverly pulled a pair of blue jeans and a sweater out of her closet. There was no other outfit the woman felt more comfortable in. In a few minutes, she was fully dressed. The dungarees were rather tight, and Beverly knew her sexy ass looked marvelous in them. Though the dark blue sweater was loose, the woman's huge tits pressed against the front of the garment.
Beverly slipped into a pair of loafers, ran a comb through her attractive hair, then made her way towards the kitchen. A smile crossed her full, warm lips when she saw the coffee pot on the stove. Lynn had thoughtfully left it for her.
After a cup of strong, black coffee, Beverly Stone was ready to go to work. Both women made good salaries, and they could afford a large apartment. Beverly had a large, wood-paneled study to work in.
"Oh well, back to the salt mine," Beverly said out loud, sitting down in front of her typewriter.
Beverly worked for three solid hours. She had a magazine article that had to be taken care of by the end of the week. The young writer worked hard and fast, and the article was soon on its way to being finished. Looking over her work, Beverly was pleased. She decided a little rest would be in order. It was just too beautiful a day to waste.
In a few moments, Beverly Stone was happily enjoying the bright sunlight. As she walked, her fat tits rocked back and forth, her nipples thrilling to the feel of the soft wool of her sweater. The thirty-eight-year-old woman was pleased that her big chest didn't need any help from a bra. She was getting older, but her body was still as good as any twenty-year-old's.
Beverly wasn't the only one who thought her body was something special. The sexy woman could see hot lusts in the eyes of people she passed in the street. She could feel the heat of their stares warming her fat boobs and saucy ass. One wild looking teenage girl even licked her lips as she admired Beverly's marvelously full body.
Reaching into the pocket of her jeans, Beverly pulled out her pack of cigarettes. There was only one left. Lighting it, the happy woman drew deeply on the white filter, and turned into the drugstore on the corner.
Feldstein's was one of those large, modern drugstores, with rows of self-service counters. She decided to see if there was anything else she might need. Walking slowly, Beverly's eyes scanned the shelves.
Halfway down one of the aisles, Tony Avanti sat on the floor, filling one of the lower shelves with toothpaste. The sixteen-year-old boy had seen Beverly when she first walked into the store. As the beautiful woman made her way towards him, Tony felt his young, strong cock stir in his tight pants. He tried not to look at the sexy woman, but it was very difficult.
It wasn't long before Beverly noticed the boy. Tony was big, and darkly handsome. His body looked hard and strong. The sexy woman's mind began to fill with images of what she imagined his cock looked like. Teenage boys were one of Beverly Stone's many weaknesses. She loved the taste of their sweet, thick scum, and the strength of their young, eager bodies.
Beverly began to walk even slower. She could feel tension fill the air as she moved closer and closer to where the boy was working. The older woman caught the boy looking at her tits out of the corner of his eye, and it made Beverly's cunt throb with expectant, lustful excitement.
Beverly Stone's lips were curled up into the wannest, sexiest smile she could manage. As she stood next to the boy, pretending to look at some different brands of mouthwash, Beverly suddenly turned her face towards him.
The embarrassed look of the young boy's face told the woman everything she wanted to know. He had been staring at her rounded ass, and the look on her face confused him. Nervously, he toned his attentions back to the toothpaste he was stacking on the bottom shelf.
But Beverly knew she had him. The little game she was playing really turned her on, and she had no intention of letting it stop.
"Excuse me," Beverly said, leaning over and taking one of the tubes of paste off the shelf in front of him.
As the woman bent over, her fat tit hung down in front of Tony's face. Smiling into his eyes, Beverly watched the boy's gaze devouring the heavy meat of her wool-covered tits. There was almost fear in his look, and the beautiful woman could see his lips trembling ever so slightly. Beverly held the post, allowing the boy to feast his eyes on her mature, wonderful body.
"Do you like what you see?" Beverly asked, her lips still curled up into her warmest, most inviting smile.
Tony Avanti couldn't utter a sound. Just looking at the stunningly beautiful woman had dried his throat almost to the point of pain. He could do nothing but stare up into the deep brown eyes of the magnificent woman. Lust and fear fought for control of his young mind.
The store was almost entirely empty. The pharmacist at the counter was waiting on another customer, but that was on the other side of the large room. High shelves hid Beverly and Tony from sight, and the sexed-up woman knew it.
Her little game was really turning Beverly on. She could feel the red swollen lips of her pussy getting wetter and wetter. Brazenly, she dropped her hand to the back of the boy's neck. Beverly was still bent over, and her tit was still hanging only inches from the boy's face. She knew he could smell the building heat of her sexy body.
"What's the matter?" Beverly continued, her fingers caressing the back of the boy's neck. "Did you forget how to speak?"
Beneath the tips of her massaging fingers, Beverly could feel the boy's body trembling with excitement. She liked teasing him. She liked the hungry, urgent look in his eyes as he searched for the words to answer her with.
"They're ... they're beautiful," Tony finally said, staring back at Beverly's tits.
Standing up straight, Beverly let her fingers drop from the back of the boy's neck. She knew the smells of her juicy cunt were filling Tony's nostrils since he was still kneeling before her.
"I'm glad you like them," Beverly told the boy as she walked behind him.
Looking over her shoulder, she caught the boy staring at the fullness of her ass. But this time, Tony didn't make any move to hide his gaze, or turn away. He just wanted to see the woman's beautiful body.
"Is there something I can help you with, Miss?" the boy said, suddenly jumping to his feet.
Beverly enjoyed the eagerness in the boy's face. Standing up, he looked even stronger, and more exciting than he had before. Right then and there, Beverly Stone knew she would have to taste that boy's hard, muscular body.
"Why, thank you," Beverly said, as she turned and made her way down the aisle.
"Tony. My name's Tony," the boy said, following the sexy woman as she walked.
Knowing the boy was behind her, Beverly wiggled her ass wildly, like a whore looking to turn on a prospective customer. Her mind was buzzing with excitement, as she thought of all the thrilling things she could do with her newfound friend.
The sexy woman knew the Feldstein's delivered, and she had every intention of using that service to the fullest. With the boy up in her apartment, Beverly could make all her erotic dreams come true. She could feel her erect clit throbbing for the touch of Tony's mouth, and his prick.
"Perhaps you can help me," she said, standing very close to the boy. "I'd like to leave an order to be delivered later tonight. Will that be all right?"
"Sure, sure. Just tell me what you want," Tony said eagerly, pulling a pad and pencil out from his back pocket.
Beverly rattled off a list of items. She really didn't need any of those things, but it was as good a way as any of getting the boy up to her place. When she was finished, Beverly turned, and walked to the door. After only two steps, she looked over her shoulder at the boy.
"I do hope you'll be the one to deliver those things," Beverly said, her voice a deep, throaty whisper.
There was no need to wait for an answer. Rolling her ass hotly, Beverly made for the door. As she moved, she could feel Tony's eyes burning through the thin, tight material of her blue jeans.
Beverly smiled to herself as she made her way back to her apartment. The woman knew she was going to have quite an evening of fun and games. Beverly's mind was filled with pictures of his young, strong body. She could hardly wait for the first sight of his hard, throbbing cock.
Beverly Stone worked for the rest of the afternoon, until she finished the piece she was writing. At about six o'clock, the phone rang. Bringing the phone to her ear, Beverly instantly recognized her roommate's voice.
"Hi, Bev," Lynn said. "Did you get much work done?"
"I sure did," Beverly replied, smiling over the double meaning of her words.
"Great, sweetheart. Listen, I won't be home tonight. Mark gave me a call, and we're going out to dinner. I'll be seeing you tomorrow night," Lynn said.
"Okay, honey. Have fun," Beverly told her friend.
Hanging up the phone, a broad smile curled on her thick, luscious lips. Beverly was prepared to share the young boy with her roommate, but she was glad she didn't have to. She dialed the number of Feldstein's drugstore. Beverly was happy she would have Tony's marvelous body all for herself.
She gave her order to the man who answered the phone while he checked it against the list Tony had given him. Beverly left instructions to have the delivery made around eight-thirty. She knew the store closed at eight, and she wanted to make sure the boy didn't have to return after he brought her things.
Beverly was glad she had plenty of time to get ready for her visitor. She had a quick dinner, then went into her bedroom to choose her clothing for the evening. Her body was responding to the idea of fucking the sixteen-year-old boy. Beverly could feel her cunt juices begin to boil deep within her hairy pussy.
The hardest thing to pick out was her dress. Beverly wanted to display her wonderful body to its best advantage, but she also wanted the thrill of seeing his eyes light up when she began to strip. She thought of wearing one of her sexy see-through outfits, but decided against it. Showing all her charms at once wouldn't be as much fun as teasing him with hidden delights. Beverly was of the firm belief that a sexily clothed body was more enticing than a naked one.
Finally, the excited woman chose a shimmering white evening gown. The neckline scooped deep into her cleavage, displaying the darkened valley between her huge tits, while the hemline of the dress reached the floor. The dress had a slit up the side that reached all the way up to her waist. She knew the exciting view of ass she would give the boy each time she moved.
Beverly didn't like to wear stockings that needed a garter belt, but she knew the effect the old-fashioned garment would have on the boy and she pulled a sexy lace belt out of the top drawer of her dresser. Black silk panties were a must, as were patent leather high heels. At the last minute, she pulled out a black lace half bra and tossed it on the bed with her other things.
The woman still had plenty of time and knew she would enjoy a long, hot bath. Quickly stripping off her jeans and sweater, Beverly padded into the adjoining bathroom. Pouring exotic perfumes and bath salts into the steaming water, Beverly stepped into the tub. The hot water swirled between her toes, sending shivers of excitement up and down her legs.
Lowering her ass into the sweet-smelling water, Beverly could feel every muscle in her body relax. Closing her eyes, she leaned against the smooth porcelain of the bathtub. Before she realized it, the better part of an hour had gone by. Beverly had no intention of making the boy wait.
With the droplets of water rolling off her smooth skin, the beautiful woman stepped from the lukewarm water. Wrapping her long fingers around a thick towel, Beverly thrilled to the soft, fluffy material against her hot flesh.
It was getting closer and closer to eight-thirty as the horny bitch patted the dampness from her skin. The room was filled with the marvelous smells of her expensive perfume, and she was confident the sensual fragrance of her body would drive young Tony Avanti out of his teenage mind.
Beverly's fingers ached for the feel of her own hairy twat, but she was able to restrain herself. The turned on woman wanted her cunt to be fresh and ready for the feel of the boy's rock-hard shaft of cockmeat.
Powdering her wonderfully silken skin, Beverly pushed herself out of the small bathroom. Glancing over to her alarm clock, the sexy writer realized it really was getting late.
Enjoying the feel of the cool air on her freshly scrubbed skin, Beverly sauntered over to the bed. Smiling broadly, she reached down and grabbed the sexy lace garter belt. The young woman had to admit there was something wildly erotic about the way the. old-fashioned garment felt around her waist. A garter belt might be a little out dated, but it sure as hell was sexy!
Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Beverly slipped her sheer, almost black stockings up around her long legs. The satiny smoothness of her skin responded excitedly to the feel of the whispy material. Looking down at her own legs, Beverly marveled at the sexiness of her limbs.
She crossed and uncrossed her legs several times, practicing sexy, provocative poses that she would use to make Tony's prick throb with burning lust. But once again, Beverly reminded herself that it was getting late and that she would have to put a stop to her little games.
Standing up, Beverly slipped her black bikini panties on over her garter straps. That way, the horny woman could thrill the young boy with her dripping cunt, and still keep her sexy black nylons on.
When Beverly slipped into the black lace half bra, she was surprised at how odd it felt. She realized it had been quite some time since she had worn a bra. It was a little uncomfortable, but the rough material excited her already erect nipples.
Climbing into her stiletto, patent leather high heels, Beverly crossed the room to admire herself in the full-length mirror mounted on the back of the bathroom door. The sexy, black lingerie made Beverly's magnificent body even more sumptuous. The contrast between her creamy skin and the dark material accentuated every breathtaking feature of Beverly's physique.
No longer able to control the emotions welling up within her, Beverly leaned forward, pressing her lips to the simmering coolness of the mirror. The woman's lips tingled to the hardness of the glass as she kissed her own reflection. In a trance, Beverly stared at the wet spot her lips had made.
Then, suddenly regaining control of her senses, Beverly hastily pulled on her evening gown. Looking back into the mirror, the beautiful woman was very pleased with how she looked.
At that very moment, Tony Avanti was busily packing Beverly's order into a large shopping bag. The boy still couldn't understand what the hell was happening. The woman he had met that afternoon in the store was just so beautiful. Tony was afraid it was all some wonderful dream, and he was about to wake up.
When old man Feldstein went into the backroom, Tony stole a box of condoms from behind the counter. The boy was only sixteen years old, but he had his share of girls. Most of them were silly school girls and a few of them were tramps that picked him up in the street. Tony had certainly never gotten a chance to fuck anyone that looked like Beverly Stone.
Just thinking about the beautiful woman's hand on the back of his neck was enough to make the boy's cock come alive again. Tony wondered how tight the older woman's cunt was. He tried to imagine the feel of Beverly's pussy sucking the scum out of his balls. The more he thought about her hairy mound and fat tits, the harder and bigger his prick became.
Tony figured the woman he met in the store that afternoon was one of those freaks he read about in dirty, little books. Stepping out into the street, the boy's mind filled with the most lurid, obscene pictures his imagination could conjure up. The initial fear of Beverly's aggressiveness was fading quickly. As he climbed the steps of Beverly's apartment house, Tony was as cock sure as always.
Beverly Stone sat on the long, low sofa in her living room, sipping a tall scotch and soda, and waiting. She knew the boy would be before her soon. As the strong liquor warmed her stomach, Beverly imagined how sweet the boy's scum would taste. Her entire body trembled at the thought of that thick, creamy sperm dripping down her throat.
The sound of the downstairs buzzer cracked the still air of Beverly's living room. Hopping to her feet, the turned on woman rushed to the button that would unlock the lobby door. The scotch she was drinking was already beginning to go to her head.
Beverly took another quick, deep swallow of booze as she stood by the door. Listening closely, she heard the elevator door slide open, and the sound of the teenager's shuffling feet in the hallway.
The loudness of the door bell electrified Beverly's whole body. She wanted to tear the door open and grab the handsome stud, but she held herself back. Mustn't be too eager, Beverly thought.
It wasn't until the boy rang a second time that Beverly wrapped her fingers around the doorknob. With a twist of her slender wrist, the stunning woman drew the door open all the way.
Tony hadn't expected to see his dream woman dressed as excitingly as she was. His wide eyes took in every inch of Beverly's intoxicating beauty. In the expensive gown, she looked so much older than she had that afternoon.
Tony Avanti was even sexier than the older woman had remembered. His jet black hair was piled high atop his young face, each strand carefully in place. The boy's features were strong and firm, matured beyond his years. Beverly knew the boy was experienced with women, but she also knew her wild body would teach him a few new tricks.
"Well, hello, Tony," Beverly said, letting the warmth of a lusty smile spread across her beautiful face. "It's nice to see you again. And so soon," she added.
It took a few moments for Tony to regain his composure. The shimmer of Beverly's white gown stunned his eyes. The heady aroma of her erotically perfumed skin flared his nostrils. But Tony was determined to show this freaky chick what a real man he was.
Beverly stepped to the side of the doorway, making room for her young visitor to enter the apartment. As he moved, one of Tony's strong arms brushed against the swollen mound of Bev's left tit. The touch was electrical. Even through the thickness of her gown and bra, Beverly could feel the intense heat of the young man's powerful strength.
"Why don't you put the package on the table, dear," Beverly told the boy, closing the door behind him.
Tony smiled conceitedly as he swaggered into the luxuriously furnished living room. The young boy liked the way Beverly used the word "dear." There was no question in Tony's mind what the woman was looking for, and he knew he had the cock to really give it to her.
Beverly's eyes focused onto the hardness of Tony's young ass. As he sauntered past her, the older woman could see the boy's lean, muscular thighs move with the smoothness of a jungle cat. Beverly could hardly wait to push her long tongue into the deep crack of the boy's ass.
Placing the brown paper bag down on the dining room table, Tony turned back toward the stunning woman. As his cock pressed against the tightness of his jeans, the boy could feel the box of condoms digging into his hip.
"I hope you haven't any other deliveries to make tonight," Bev said, as she crossed the room to fix herself another drink.
"Naw, this is my last stop," Tony answered, trying not to sound overly eager.
"I'm glad," Beverly said, smiling over her shoulder at the boy. "Why don't you sit down, as long as you don't have anywhere else to go."
The boy took a seat on the long, low sofa. Beverly had been right about her gown. The slit in the side of the garment revealed her stunning ass, every time she moved. The older woman could hear the rasp of Tony's labored breathing, and it pleased her.
"Can I fix you something to drink?" Beverly asked. "Maybe a Coke or something?" she teased.
Tony didn't like the tone of the woman's voice. He knew she was making fun of him. Dropping his voice to a deeper octave, the boy spoke.
"Make mine a scotch and soda, Miss Stone," Tony told her. "A nice strong one."
Beverly was enjoying herself. Fixing the boy's drink, the older woman had a hard time keeping herself from laughing out loud. Turning slowly, her long, manicured fingers wrapped around the tall glasses, Beverly made her way towards the sofa.
The more Tony looked at the beautiful woman's body, the hotter he became. The sight of her gently swaying hips was almost enough to make the young man's cock explode.
"Why don't you call me Beverly?" the woman asked, holding Tony's drink out towards him.
Beverly bent forward as she held her hand out, letting the front of her low-cut gown gap open. She could see the excitement building to even greater heights as Tony's eyes delved into the deep, dark valley of her bra-covered tits.
"Sure, Beverly, sure," Tony said, as his trembling hands took the cold drink.
Eagerly, he brought the edge of the glass to his lips, and swallowed deeply. The burning liquid seared the tender walls of his throat, almost choking him. The embarrassed look on Tony's coughing face made Beverly laugh loudly.
"You'd better take it easy, lover boy," Beverly said, as she slipped down onto the couch beside him. "We don't want you to hurt yourself."
"It ... it just went down the wrong way," Tony finally said. "I'm okay. Honest."
The boy took another swallow of booze, this time much more carefully. Though the alcohol still burned, Tony was able to get it down without coughing his guts out. Beverly liked the way he tried to show off in front of her. As she sipped her own drink, the seductive female crossed her legs, parting the rich material of her dress.
Once again, the thrilling beauty of Beverly Stone's body filled his eyes. He could see the exciting expanse of white flesh above her almost black, tightly drawn stockings.
"Does the drink taste better?" Beverly asked, slipping her arm around the boy's neck.
The sexy writer snuggled her full body against the boy's hard chest, pressing the fullness of her chest into him. She ran her fingertips through his hair, letting the sharpness of her nails dig into the soft skin on the back of his neck.
"The drink's fine, Beverly, just fine," he answered.
Bev reached over and took Tony's hand in her own. She could feel him trembling. The older woman marveled at the strength of his fingers, as she placed them on her knee.
The sixteen-year-old's fingers began to slowly caress the cool, nylon-covered skin. Beverly loved the feel of his calloused fingers massaging her. She pushed his hand higher up, until his rough skin touched her hot, naked thigh. Beverly's fingers turned his face so it was towards her, and pressed her lips to his.
The eagerness of the boy's kiss thrilled her, all the way down to her trembling cunt. Her tongue pushed its way into the hot cavern of his mouth, inflaming the passions of the teenage stud.
Tony's hand moved even higher, until his fingers were caressing the hot dampness of her quivering twat. Beverly arched her ass off the sofa, pressing her crotch against his fingers even harder. Her half-filled glass fell to the floor as she sought out the rigid wonders of his erect prick.
A deep moan escaped Tony's lips as he felt Beverly's hand pulling and squeezing his fat cock. His shaft throbbed painfully as it pushed against the prison of his pants. The pain increased as blood rushed to the already swollen cockhead.
Beverly's fingers clawed at the zipper of Tony's pants. She needed to feel the thickness of his shaft between her fingers. It was difficult, but the boy's cock was soon free. The raging prick pushed its way through the slit in his underpants, and soon throbbed in Beverly's sweating hand.
Thoughts of his sweet scum swirled in her mind tearing herself from his grasp, she fell to the floor. Her hand never left his fat prick. Crawling between his legs, Beverly Stone was amazed at the size of the boy's tool. She had never imagined his prick would be as thick and wonderfully huge as it was.
But the sight of that monstrous cock wasn't enough. The horny woman needed to taste it. With both hands, she pulled the rigid pole out of his pants, and sank the bloated head into her hot, drooling lips. In moments, the room was filled with the sounds of Beverly's slurping mouth.
Tony had never felt anything as wild as the thirty-eight-year-old bitch's lips. They sucked hungrily, and her fingers did marvelously exciting things to his blood-filled shaft. The boy could feel his scum boiling deep within his balls as the tip of his cock pressed against the back of the hungry woman's throat.
Beverly heard the thud of the boy's glass hit the floor, and felt the cold liquid splash against her leg. But nothing mattered except the hot scum in the young stud's belly. Pulling the tip of his prick out of her throat, Beverly let her tongue explore the tiny slit of Tony's pee hole. Her entire body thrilled to the first drops of sperm dribbling from the swollen cockhead.
Tony's fingers dug into the beautiful black hair of the exciting tramp as he felt the first spasms of his orgasm. When his cock exploded, the boy rammed the full force of his cock back down into Beverly's grasping throat. Now it was her turn to choke.
Spurt after spurt of hot scum burst from the tip of Tony's young, strong cock. As the thick load coated her throat, Beverly swallowed hungrily. His immense spending dripped into her quivering belly, satisfying the churning need within her.
After sucking the last drop of creamy scum from his prick, Beverly pulled her hot mouth off his shaft. Smiling into the still-contorted face of her young lover, the now calm woman licked her lips broadly. His scum was as delicious as she knew it would be.
Tony slumped back into the softness of the sofa, his limp, spent prick hanging between his legs. The last shocks of orgasmic pleasure still echoed in his exhausted body as he heard the soft purr of his mistress's voice.
"You have a wonderful cock," Beverly said, as she climbed back to her feet. "An absolutely wonderful cock," she said, bending at the waist and wrapping her arms around his neck.
Once again, they kissed. This time, it was Tony's turn to explore the moist heat of the woman's mouth. His young tongue thrilled to the taste of his own scum. As they kissed, Tony's hands sought out the oversized globes of Beverly's tits.
"You like the feel of my boobs, don't you?" Beverly whispered, pulling her lips a few inches from his. "Would you like to see them?"
"Oh, yes. Please!" the boy replied, feeling life returning to his freshly sucked cock.
"Well then," Beverly smiled, standing up straight again, "I think you deserve to."
Beverly was pleased to see the young boy's prick begin to stiffen again. She knew how great the boy's prick would feel stuffed into the steaming eagerness of her juicy cunt.
Standing before him, Beverly reached behind her back, to the zipper that held her gown in place. Radiating a warm, almost motherly smile, she slowly opened the back of her dress. The material sagged on her shoulders, revealing most of her huge, black silk covered breasts. With a quick shrug, the dress slid down her long, beautiful body, into a soft puddle around her ankles.
Taking her time, Beverly stepped from the crumpled garment, displaying the full elegance of her graceful body. Turning her back on the teenager, she reached down to pick up the garment. Beverly could feel the tight silk of her panties stretch taut over the deep crack of her ass.
Tony's mouth watered as he stared at the fleshy fullness of the woman's full, rounded ass. The boy's eyes followed the languid movements of Beverly's sensual body as she placed the expensive gown over the back of a chair.
Beverly was happy to see Tony's cock pointing up at her rigidly when she returned before him. She was more than glad she had worn her bra. With it, she could tease the boy back to full, lusting readiness. Beverly delighted in the worship she saw in Tony's eyes as they devoured her stunning figure.
Leisurely, she slipped first one bra strap down, and then the other. Her huge tits held the flimsy garment in place as she reached for the clasp behind her back. Beverly could feel her hard nipples pressing against the black silk as she moved.
And then, with a sudden flick of her wrist, the black bra fell to the floor, and her massive tits hung free. Her sweat-coated melons felt fabulous in the cool air of the apartment Her dark brown nipples stood out excitingly, waiting for the wet feel of Tony's sucking mouth.
But before the boy could say anything, Beverly turned, and walked into the bedroom. When she moved, her ass warmed to the hot gaze of her young lover. As she stood in the doorway, the older woman turned back to Tony, a lewd grin spread across her full lips.
"I do hope you'll join me," Beverly purred, her huge tits hanging like ripe fruit before the teenager's eyes. "My cunt's just dying for a taste of that big fat cock of yours."
Tony sure as hell didn't need another invitation. Jumping to his feet, the boy followed his stunning mistress into the other room. He watched her slowly climb into the bed and arrange herself into a sexy pose.
"Why don't you take all those clothes off. I'm sure you'll be more comfortable."
Tony tore at the buttons of his shirt and soon threw it aside. His pants came off equally fast, along with his shoes and socks. Standing next to the bed, the boy reached into his pants pocket, and pulled out the box of condoms.
"Put those things away, honey," Beverly told the boy, laughing at the condoms, "and take my panties off."
Tony had never fucked a girl without a rubber on, and just the thought of it made his cock even harder. Climbing onto the large bed, he slipped his fingers into the elastic waistband of the woman's sexy black panties.
Yanking the tiny garment down the length of her graceful legs, Tony sank his face into the intoxicating wetness of Beverly's aroused pussy. His ravenous lips sucked the cream from her hairy mound.
Beverly loved the feel of the boy's thirsty lips on her cunt, but she needed the fullness of his fat prick in her belly. Grabbing hold of a handful of the boy's black hair, she pulled his face from between her legs.
"There'll be plenty of time to eat my cunt later, baby," Beverly groaned. "Right now I need a good fucking. Come on, honey, fuck the shit out of me."
Beverly wrapped her legs around the boy's waist as he scrambled into position. Digging the sharp heels of her shoes into his back, the horny woman slammed the boy's prick into her wet cunt.
Humping her body against his, Beverly was soon lost in the wild world of ecstasy. As Tony's prick plowed in and out of her marvelous pussy, the thirty-eight-year-old bitch closed her eyes, and enjoyed the fiery heat of the sixteen-year-old cock.
CHAPTER FOUR
While the screams of Beverly's orgasm filled her bedroom, Lynn Wallen sat sipping wine in an expensive restaurant. Mark Howard sat across the table. The sexy young woman was pleased that Mark had called her for dinner during the day.
"The food is delicious," Lynn said, lifting a forkful of Veal Scalopine to her full, rich lips.
"I'm glad you like it," Mark replied, enchanted by the voluptuous beauty of his guest.
Refilling her glass, the handsome executive allowed his eyes to caress the swollen beauty of Lynn's massive breasts. She was undoubtedly the most exciting woman Mark had ever known. The sight of Lynn's hard nipples pressing against the thin material of her blouse made the man's cock throb hotly.
"You're dressed beautifully," Mark told his guest, finally able to tear his eyes off Lynn's huge tits.
The young woman was certainly aware of Mark's appreciative gaze. Lynn always made a point of dressing expensively and sexy, especially in the office. The young woman was ambitious, and knew her seductive body was her best asset Sooner or later, Lynn knew her fat tits would win her a promotion out of the steno pool at Allied Plastics.
"Order more wine," Lynn curtly ordered her host
The sound of his beautiful mistress' hard voice was enough to send shivers of excitement and lust up and down Mark's spine. She sat like a queen, waiting for her order to be carried out, and the young executive was more than happy to please her.
As they ate, Lynn pressed the tip of her sharply pointed shoe into Mark's leg. She enjoyed the look of pain that clouded Mark's eyes. The handsome young man didn't dare pull his leg away.
Lynn flirted shamelessly with a very attractive black man at an adjoining table. The young woman knew how jealous Mark was becoming, and she doubled her efforts.
"I bet he has a beautiful prick," Lynn said, smiling lewdly at the handsome stranger. "I just love big, black pricks."
Mark tried to ignore Lynn's obscene behavior, but she wouldn't allow it. The young woman began licking her lips as she imagined her mouth sucking the shit out of the man's ebony shaft. Lynn made believe Mark wasn't even sitting at the table as she tried her damndest to turn the other man on.
"Call the waiter over," Lynn told her host, not even bothering to take her eyes off the other man as she spoke.
As Mark waived for the waiter, Lynn pulled a pencil and paper out of her handbag. The young man watched as his guest wrote her name and phone number down on the slip of paper. When the waiter arrived, she gave the slip to him.
"Deliver this to the man sitting alone at that table," Lynn told the steward, still not taking her eyes off the dark-skinned stranger.
Lynn watched as the waiter did her bidding. The black man was obviously pleased by her blatantly sexual offer. Nodding slightly, he folded the slip of paper and placed it into his jacket pocket. Lynn finally turned her attentions back to Mark Howard.
"Shall we go?" the young woman said, rising to her feet.
Mark could do nothing but suffer the humiliation of his mistress' behavior. As they left the restaurant, the young executive was careful to avert the smiling eyes of the good-looking black man.
In the street, Mark quickly hailed a cab. He struggled to hide the huge erection sticking out from between his legs. But no matter how hard he tried, Lynn saw the result of her obscene play. As she climbed into the cab, her hand reached out and grabbed the lump of hard, throbbing flesh. With a vicious twist, she brought another little bit of pain to her lover's face.
As the cab raced back to Mark's apartment, neither he nor Lynn said a single word. When the taxi pulled up to the curb in front of Mark's building, the driver was paid, and the couple climbed out of the car. In a few moments, Mark unlocked the door to his apartment and ushered the beautiful young secretary inside.
Lynn sat down on the comfortable sofa and watched Mark fix her a nice strong drink. She as pleased he had remembered that she drank scotch. With his back to her, Mark couldn't see Lynn unbutton her blouse. Turning back around, the handsome young man was stunned by the sight of the beautiful woman's fat tits.
"What the fuck's the matter with you?" Lynn said, holding the front of her shirt open. "Give me my drink!"
Mark jumped to his mistress' command. He had been momentarily shocked by the vision of her tremendous breasts, but the crack of Lynn's whip-like voice quickly brought him back to reality.
Lynn Wallen gloated over her powerful hold on the handsome man standing before her. As Mark held her glass out, she laughed at the huge erection between his legs. She could see his hand trembling wildly, the alcohol splashing onto his fingers.
But, when Lynn finally did reach out, she grabbed hold of his rock-hard cock, instead of the drink. Her strong fingers twisted Mark's dick cruelly. Her high-pitched laughter rang out unmercifully, as his eyes filled with tears.
"Down on your knees, bastard," Lynn said, tightening her grasp even more.
Still holding the two glasses, Mark fell to his knees. Cowering before his mistress, Lynn released the painful hold she had on his cock. The dominant woman's evil grin scared the shit out of her obedient servant.
"Put those stupid glasses down," Lynn told him, "and open up your fuckin' pants. I want to get a look at that fat prick of yours."
Mark wasted little time in carrying out the woman's orders. In a flash, the young man's burning cock blazed in the heat of Lynn's amused sight. Its naked hardness stood humiliated before the regal beauty of the stern queen.
"You call that feeble think a cock?" Lynn said, letting the tip of her shoe toy with the shaft of Mark's prick.
Degraded by Lynn's words, Mark bent to kiss the foot of his cruel mistress. But the sadistic woman had other games in mind. Standing suddenly, Lynn towered over her servant, the swells of her ripe boobs hanging above his cringing face.
"Let's see how big that cock of yours can get. Play with it! Jerk yourself off!"
Mark's embarrassment brought more laughter from
Lynn's graceful lips. But through her smirking laughter, Mark could see impatience in his mistress. Frightened, he wrapped his quivering fingers around the stiff shaft of his prick. Slowly, he began to massage the hot flesh to even greater throbbing strength.
And as Mark masturbated before her, Lynn began to undo the zipper at the side of her tiny skirt. The young bitch wore no panties, and in a moment, Mark's nostrils were filled with the musky smells of her steaming cunt.
The young man's mouth watered for a taste of the delicious sight set before his eyes, but the submissive servant knew his place. Mark would taste Lynn's cunt when and if commanded to. But until that time, he could only gaze at the thrilling beauty of his mistress' swollen pussy.
Lynn could see the eager lust in her slave's eyes, and it made her cunt even hotter. She watched Mark's fingers twist and pull his burning shaft. His panting breath filled the room.
Mark could feel the scum boiling deep inside his belly as Lynn stepped closer to his waiting mouth. Cunt hair brushed across his face a split second before Mark was lost in the flaming inferno of Lynn's wet pussy.
"Eat my cunt, you son of a bitch!" Lynn screamed, thrusting her entire body against Mark's hungry mouth.
Lynn's eyes clamped tightly shut, as her slave's tongue delved into the folds of her juicy cunt. Mark's lips chewed the hardness of the woman's clit, sending waves of ecstasy throughout her hot, sweating body.
As the first wonderful tremblings of her climax overtook Lynn, she could feel the hot wetness of Mark's scum splash against her leg. Their orgasms merged into one thrilling crash of emotion as each body pushed against the other.
"MORE! MORE!" Lynn shrieked, the intensity of her climax taking hold of every muscle within her.
Mark's mouth hungrily gobbled the marvelous fluids to his mistress' spending. The taste of her thick cunt cream pushed his own pleasure higher and higher. Sweat dripped from his brow as Mark's fingers drained the scum from his own prick.
The force of their intense orgasms left both Lynn and her slave totally exhausted. The young woman dropped back down onto the couch heavily, her legs still spread. Mark's face fell against Lynn's still-trembling thigh as he fought to catch his breath.
For a long while, they were both very still. Only the sounds of labored breathing filled the quiet room. But Lynn was soon able to regain her composure. Feeling the now cool remnants of Mark's orgasm on her leg, she opened her eyes and spoke.
"Clean me off," she said, holding her scum coated leg up in the air.
Obediently, Mark Howard did as he was told. His tired hands took hold of the woman's graceful leg as his tongue licked at the sticky puddle of sperm.
Lynn's lips curled into a tired grin as she watched her servant licking the scum from her flesh. Mark's long tongue made her skin tingle with new excitement. Lynn's pleasure was increased by her slave's obvious dislike of the task. She could see his body shudder as he swallowed his own scum.
When finished, Mark placed Lynn's foot back on the floor. He waited silently for her next command. The taste of his own come was bitter as it lay upon his tongue.
"You've done well," Lynn said, rising to her feet once again.
Mark stared into the deep crack of his mistress' ass as she walked to the bedroom. He longed to feel his fingers touch the heavy cheeks, his mouth worship the deep hole of Lynn's wonderful ass.
"Come with me," Lynn commanded, as she strode into the spacious bedroom.
Scampering to his feet, eyes still fixed on her magnificent ass, Mark followed. Just the sound of Lynn's imperial voice was enough to bring new life to the man's limp prick. Standing in. the doorway of the bedroom, Mark could feel his cock harden as it poked through the front of his open pants.
"Now get undressed," Lynn said sternly, climbing onto the large bed.
By the time Mark was completely naked, his prick throbbed with new lust. Lynn sat comfortably on his bed, still wearing her open blouse and shoes. The sight of her queenly beauty sent shivers of excitement up and down his spine.
"Get over here," Lynn ordered, pointing to a place beside the bed. "And bring your tie," she added.
"Yes, your majesty," Mark answered, moving rapidly.
Lynn was pleased with her slave's subservient compliance. Standing before her, Lynn tore the brightly colored tie from his hands. She toyed with the strip of cloth for a while, enjoying the look of fear on the docile man's face.
"Turn around," she instructed severely.
Mark felt his hands tightly bound behind him. The cloth cut into his skin painfully, but he dared not speak. His wrists aching torturously, he heard Lynn climb from his bed.
"Now we'll see if this cock of yours is good for anything," she said contemptuously, shoving Mark down onto the mattress "Point that prick of yours into the air," she told him.
Mark squirmed as Ms bound hands dug into the small of his back. Pain surged through his arms into his shoulders as he watched Lynn climb atop him. Her massive breasts bounced heavily as she mounted Mark's rigid tool.
The young executive felt his mistress' hot pussy swallow the entire length of his long prick. He felt the lips of her cunt suck his throbbing meat as she dug the heels of her shoes into his sweating thighs.
The weight of Lynn's stunning body increased the pain in Mark's arms, but he couldn't have cared less. Thrusting madly, the handsome servant slammed his prick into his queen's twat as deeply as he could. Lynn's tight cunt sucked away at the thickness of Mark's burning hot cock.
Lynn Wallen used the man's prick like a dildo. She rode his shaft coldly, enjoying the supreme mastery she felt over her submissive servant. But soon, she too was caught up in the wonderful thrills of passionate fucking. Reaching down, Lynn rubbed and excited her clit, urging on the orgasm building deep within her quivering belly.
Lynn mashed her crotch down onto the hardness of her man's erect prong. Her cunt juice slickened the mighty shaft of meat as it pistoned in and out of her hairy mound. She used the sharp heels of her shoes like spurs, demanding greater thrusts from her slave.
Mark looked at the woman above him. Never had he seen a woman more caught up in the explosive act of fucking. He could see the tremors of lust racing through her body. Her skin was ablaze with glowing heat, and he could feel vaginal spasms thrill his throbbing cock plunged deep within her quivering stomach.
And then, with an ear shattering shriek, the agony of orgasm filled Lynn Wallen's mind and body. The duel joy of Mark's prick and her own sharp-nailed fingers brought on the ultimate joy of orgasm.
Shaking violently, Lynn fell down onto Mark's chest, her heavy tits pressed into his sweating flesh. As her body crashed against his, Mark's cock exploded its burning load. Spurt after spurt splashed against the inner depths of Lynn's cunt as her slave pumped his boiling scum into her quivering belly.
CHAPTER FIVE
When Lynn woke up the next morning she could feel the dirt and grim of her long night's fucking coating her smooth skin. She was alone in Mark's bed. Lynn knew he had to get to a very early business meeting and she wasn't surprised by his absence. Mark had remembered to set the clock for her before he left.
It was seven-thirty, and the young secretary didn't have to be in her office before ten. That gave her enough time for a badly needed shower. Climbing from the bed, Lynn realized she was more fucked out than she thought. With all the fucking that went on, she had been able to catch only a few hours sleep.
Stumbling towards the bathroom, Lynn felt a slight shiver of pain in her cunt. Mark's cock had really done a job on the inside of her pussy, the young woman thought.
Lynn loved steaming hot showers. She loved the feel of her skin responding to the hot spray of water. Using the large piece of soap at the side of the tub, Lynn scrubbed away the last remnants of the long fuck session. Now, the only things left were her memories.
As she worked away at her still-pained cunt, Lynn remembered the sight of Mark crawling on his hands and knees before her. Before they were through, the dominant woman had beat him with his own belt. As she thrilled her hard clit with soapy fingers, she could almost hear the crack of the thin leather strip crashing against Mark's sweating, hairy flesh.
Her eyes tightly shut, Lynn slipped one of her fingers into the depths of her sensitive cunt hole. The walls of her twat were rather sore, and she had to be careful. As her slippery finger worked in and out of her raw slit, Lynn relived the sight of Mark screaming for mercy as she reddened his back with powerful blows.
The more she thought about the night before, the faster her finger fucked. Lynn could feel her nipples excited by the steady stream of steaming water.. Her huge tits trembled with lust as she pushed another finger into the deep hole of her cunt.
Lynn leaned against the tiled wall for support as she masturbated herself to a delightful climax. It certainly wasn't as good an orgasm as the one she had with Mark's fat cock rammed all the way up her ass-hole, but it was nice.
After the last tremors of her climax faded, Lynn finished up her shower. After a little special cleaning deep inside her ass, she let the hot water rinse her skin, then stepped from the tub.
Lynn's skin tingled with the sudden coolness of the air as she patted the water from her body. The hot water had brought a pretty blush to her skin. The soft, fluffy towel made her feel absolutely great.
Enjoying the feel of the deep, expensive carpet between her toes. Lynn padded back into the bedroom. It was a beautiful morning, and she felt marvelous.
Lynn loved the clean feel and smell of her skin, and hated the thought of having to get dressed in the clothes she had worn the day before. As she picked her blouse up off the floor, she could smell the strong stench of her sweat. But there was nothing she could do. She had perfume in her purse, and that would help a bit.
Slipping into her shoes, she was glad she didn't have any soiled underwear to put on. In a small puddle on the living room floor, Lynn found the skirt she had stripped off the night before. It too looked the worse for wear. The thin material was a mass of wrinkles. Slipping into the tight garment, Lynn was pleased her voluptuous curves stretched out most of the bad creases.
Quickly applying some makeup, and a hell of a lot of perfume, Lynn was relieved to see that she didn't look anywhere near as bad as she thought she would.
Glancing over to the clock, Lynn saw she had plenty of time for breakfast. After all that fucking, the young woman was famished. She fixed bacon and eggs and toast for herself, and drank a large glass of orange juice. By that time, it was ready to leave.
Lynn hated the inhuman crush of the subways, and decided to splurge on a cab. With the awful snarls of midtown traffic, the cab actually took more time than the trains, but at least she could relax and breathe. Feeling good, Lynn left the driver a large tip.
Lynn Wallen had been with Allied Plastics only two months. There were no openings for a private secretary in the company, so she took a job in the Steno pool, hoping that something better would turn up. When she got to her desk that morning, there was a note on it.
"Miss Wallen, please call the personnel office. Thank you."
Something told the young woman this was just what she had been waiting for. The way she dressed, and with the body she had, Lynn knew it would only be a matter of time before one of the executives would get horny for her. Grinning broadly, she dialed the number of the personnel office.
"Personnel," a dry, old sounding voice answered.
"This is Lynn Wallen. A note was left on my desk this morning telling me to call."
"One moment, Miss Wallen. Mr. James will speak to you," the voice answered.
Lynn heard her call being transferred to another line. As she waited, the young woman remembered the face of Mr. James. He had been the man who first interviewed her at Allied. Just the thought of him was enough to turn her stomach.
Mr. James was short, fat and bald. When she walked into his office that first time, his beady eyes raped her. All through the interview, the disgusting little creature drooled over her sexy body. Mr. James was one of the most revolting men she had ever met.
"Hello, Miss Wallen," the man's sneering voice said, How are you?"
"Fine, Mr. James," Lynn replied, holding back the urge to tell him to go fuck himself. "I understand you wanted to speak to me."
"Yes. There's been an opening in the production office. Dave Talbert's secretary has just left the company and I thought you might like a chance at the job."
Lynn entire face lit up like a Christmas tree. Dave Talbert was one of the best-looking, most important men in the company. Being his secretary would be one hell of a great job. But the young woman restrained her voice, not wanting to sound overly enthusiastic.
"I would appreciate the chance, Mr. James. I would appreciate it very much," Lynn told him, her voice dripping with cunt juice.
"We'll have to discuss your appreciation some night soon," the little bastard said. "I've already set up an appointment with Mr. Talbert for ten-thirty. He'll be expecting you."
With that, Mr. James hung up. Lynn was glad she didn't have to listen to his vile voice any more, and she was overjoyed at the chance to become Dave Talbert's private secretary. Once she got him alone, Lynn knew she would have no trouble convincing the important man just how good a secretary she could be.
At exactly ten-thirty, Lynn walked into the richly furnished waiting room of Dave Talbert's office. His old secretary sat behind the desk. She was absolutely beautiful. The woman was tall and dark, with huge, firm-looking tits. Lynn was glad she was wearing a see-through blouse without any bra. It was obvious her future boss liked women with very large tits.
"My name's Lynn Wallen. Mr. Talbert is expecting me."
"Please sit down, Miss Wallen," the sexy secretary said, giving Lynn's tits a good looking over.
"Miss Wallen to see you, Mr. Talbert," the young woman said into the intercom.
"Please ask her to wait," a strongly masculine voice returned. "I'll be with her in a moment."
"Yes sir," the sexy bitch said, motioning Lynn to sit down.
Dave Talbert's secretary obviously dug chicks with big tits herself. She made no move to hide the hot looks she was paying Lynn's fat boobs. Her beautiful blue eyes danced from one hard nipple to the other. And the woman also made it clear she liked Lynn's long, graceful legs.
"I understand you're leaving," Lynn said, crossing her legs to show off her hard, sexy thighs.
"Yes I am. I'll be getting married in a few weeks and my husband doesn't want me to work. He's the greedy type," the woman added, thrusting her tits out.
Lynn knew exactly what her future husband was greedy about. She had to admit that this bitch had a stunning pair of tits. Lynn was almost jealous. The receptionist was really getting an eyeful of sexy flesh as Lynn's tiny skirt bunched up around her waist. Both women were obviously enjoying their little Lesbian game.
"Send Miss Wallen in, please," the intercom crackled.
"I'm sure you're going to miss your boss," Lynn said, rising to her feet, a lewd grin across her lips.
"Not at all," the other woman smiled back. "He's going to be my new husband."
"Please come in, Miss Wallen," Dave Talbert said as he opened his office door.
Mr. Talbert really was one of the best-looking executives in the company. He was tall and strong looking. His facial features were ruggedly handsome. Lynn allowed one of her tits to brush against his powerful arm as she walked past him.
"Sit down," the man said, motioning to a deep leather chair facing his desk.
From where he was seated, Dave had a perfect view of the woman smiling over at him. The executive could see all of Lynn's legs and thighs, and half her naked ass. The way she was sitting showed off the beautiful swells of her ripe tits. Lynn had boobs as nice as Ginny's, the girl he was going to marry.
"As you know, my secretary is leaving the firm, and I'm going to need someone to take her place. I'm looking for a very special type of girl," the handsome man said, while his eyes weighed each of Lynn's fat boobs.
Her future boss was obviously pleased with her tits, and that made Lynn very happy. As he spoke, she uncrossed her legs and slowly let her knees drift apart.
She watched his eyes delve beneath her skirt, knowing he had a perfect view of her naked, hairy cunt hole.
"My new secretary must have certain unique qualities that set her apart from the other girls." Dave continued, watching Lynn push her pussy out to him.
"I think I have just those qualities you're looking for," Lynn said, smiling just as obscenely as she could.
"From what I can see," Dave grinned back, "you're right."
"I have two qualities you may find particularly interesting," Lynn said, slowing rising to her feet.
Dave's eyes followed Lynn's magnificent body as she came towards him. He could see the way her huge, almost naked tits swayed with each step she took. The roll of her full, luscious hips was enough to make his cock hard and ready.
"Firstly," Lynn said, climbing into her new boss's lap, "I'm the very best cocksucker in the whole wide world!"
As she spoke, Lynn squirmed her ass against the quickly hardening lump between Dave's legs. She could feel his swollen prick pushing against her ass. The way she was moving on his lap soon had her skirt up around her waist, and Lynn's naked, hairy cunt on display.
"Secondly," she continued, "I've got the best ass-hole in the whole wide world!"
"Now that I can believe," Dave said, humping his throbbing prick against Lynn's squirming ass-cheeks.
Still smiling warmly, Lynn took one of Dave's hands and placed it into her hot crotch. She felt his fingers dig into the sensitive flesh of her pussy immediately. His hand was strong and rough as he pried her cunt lips apart, and pushed a dry finger up into her soft twat.
Lynn wanted to tell her new boss to take it easy, but she didn't. Instead, the young woman wrapped her arms around his neck and snuggled her tits against his chest. Dave's finger hurt her fucked-out cunt, but she faked a moan of pleasure and whispered into his ear.
"That feels great, honey," she moaned, grinding her wet, drooling lips against his.
Dave's tongue instantly forced its way into the hot, moist recess of the beautiful woman's mouth. He sucked up her sweet-tasting spit, letting it roll into his hungry, waiting stomach. And as the handsome executive used Lynn's wonderful mouth, his powerful finger dug deeper and deeper.
Lynn's cunt hole began to dampen, and she began to enjoy the man's rough handling. Ramming her crotch up against Dave's probing hand, Lynn's clit began to really turn on to the harshly pumping fingers. Her new boss was brutal, yet expert in his touch. Lynn was surprised to find the first tremors of a marvelous orgasm racing through her wild body.
Lynn's whole body shook violently as she pressed herself against the man's hard chest. Her mouth mashed Dave's, animal sounds slipping from deep within her throat.
Right then and there, Dave Talbert knew he had found a damn good replacement for Ginny. Feeling Lynn's hairy pussy dripping sweet juices onto his fingers was the thing that cinched the job for the young, beautiful woman. But Dave had every intention of checking out her other qualities before their little interview was over.
As Lynn's throbbing cunt relaxed from the wonderful fingerfucking it had just received, the young bitch reached down between her legs and took hold of Dave's wet hand. Smiling as warmly as she could, the ambitious secretary brought the handsome man's dripping fingers to her full, rich lips. As he watched, Lynn's sucked die wetness of her own pussy juice off the strong fingers.
Dave's prick responded to the sight and sound of Lynn's actions. She could feel his swollen cockhead digging into the hard, thrilling melons of her ass-cheeks. Dave was amazed by the length of Lynn's snake-like tongue. His mind filled with the image of that long tongue wrapped around the thick, throbbing rod of his prick, and he was anxious to see if she really was as good a cocksucker as she said.
"Lock the door, Lynn baby," Dave told her, as he pushed the sexy chick off his lap.
Lynn was proud of the huge bulge she had made between the handsome executive's legs. As she strode to the door, she left her skirt bunched up around her wrist. Lynn knew where Dave's eyes were focused as she wiggled her ass in front of him.
With an air of regal triumph, Lynn locked the door to Dave Talbert's private office. She knew his fianc', sitting at her desk, could hear the loud click of the lock.
But Lynn didn't allow herself to enjoy the feelings of victory too long. She had a hot, horny boss to take care of. As Lynn crossed the large office, her fingers undid the row of buttons holding her blouse closed. She loved the lusty look on Dave's face as her fat, juicy tits tumbled into view.
"Let's get a good look at that fat prick of yours," Lynn said, dropping to her knees before the influential executive.
Dave felt the hard nipples of Lynn's tits brush against the inside of his leg as she unzipped the front of his pants. His already hot cock popped into view, pushing its way through the slit of his fly.
Lynn reached into the folds of Dave's underwear and pulled the naked shaft of his prick free of the thin, white material. The blood-filled head of his cock pulsed between her fingers as she examined the handsome tool.
The lusty, obscene look on Lynn's face really turned her boss on. Shivers of excitement raced through his body as he felt the woman's fingers begin to slowly massage the hard shaft of flesh. As Dave watched, Lynn let the full length of her long tongue slip from between her lips. Grinning lewdly, the tip of her tongue thrilled the tiny slit in the head of the man's dick.
A small drop of scum bubbled to the very tip of Dave's cock, and Lynn's attentive tongue licked it up. She forced her wet flesh into the tiny hole searching for more of Dave's sperm to swallow. And as she licked the bloated head, her fingers kept working up and down the thick, burning shaft.
Lynn's mouth teased the hell out of her new boss's prick until she felt his hips thrusting out towards her. Then, suddenly, she opened her mouth as wide as she could and swallowed half of the quivering flesh into her well-trained mouth.
Dave's entire body stiffened to the wonderful feel of the beautiful woman's experienced lips. Her lips drooled hot spit all over his prick as she sucked the living daylights out of the marvelous tool.
"Oh, baby, Dave moaned, "you've got one hell of a cocksucking mouth."
Lynn was glad her boss was pleased with her work. His cock was absolutely huge, but she somehow managed to take the entire thing into the hot cavern of her mouth.
With every wild thrust of Dave's hips, his cock plunged deeper and deeper into the woman's face. The horny bastard could feel the tip of his prick slamming into the back of Lynn's pretty throat. Dave was amused by the gagged sounds of his new secretary trying to swallow his huge prick.
The more Lynn sucked, the bigger Dave's cock became. In all her cocksucking days, Lynn Wallen had never taken a hunk of meat into her throat as large as her new boss's.
Dave could feel his orgasm getting close. As the scum boiled in his balls, the strong man reached down and grabbed hold of one of Lynn's naked tits. The soft flesh felt wonderful as he dug his fingers into the massive mound.
Sadistically, the important executive twisted Lynn's meaty boobs. His fingers found the hardness of the woman's nipple and he almost tore the stiff flesh from her tit. The pain surged through Lynn's body, making her squirm as she sucked.
"Take it easy, honey. That hurts," Lynn finally had to say, pulling her mouth off of Dave's cock for a moment.
"Shut your fuckin' mouth, bitch," the man answered sharply. "You have a cock to suck off. And you better not lose one drop of my scum. If you do, I'll bust your fuckin' face in!"
Dave Talbert's words scared the shit out of the beautiful woman. No man had ever spoken to her that way. Lynn was used to being the boss. She was used to giving the orders. But Dave's voice was so stern, his manner so masculine. Something within the dominant woman responded to his sadistic words. As Dave's fingers continued to abuse the sensitive flesh of her tits, she sunk the full length of his cock back down into her throat
"That's it whore," Dave announced, ramming his bloated cock down Lynn's choking throat. "Suck that prick of mine, and suck it good and hard."
Lynn did as she was told. The young woman had never given anyone as good a blow job as she did that morning. The obedient secretary reached inside her boss's pants, and slipped a thin, manicured finger into the deep crack of his ass. As she sucked away at his cock, Lynn pushed her finger into the tight, steaming hole.
Dave's body responded instantly. Slamming his full weight forward, the tip of Dave's prick burst with burning scum. Spurt after spurt shot from the tiny slit in his blood-filled cockhead, splashing down the graceful woman's choking throat.
Lynn remembered her boss's orders and swallowed every drop of the boiling sperm. She could feel the thick cream seeping into the pit of her quivering belly as Dave's shaft pumped in and out of her aching mouth and throat.
Lynn thought she would drown in the huge spending of Dave's cock, but she kept sucking until his prick was dry. Finally, she could feel the tremendous shaft of hard meat begin to shrink between her lips. Her throat was lined with the thick cream of his scum as she felt Dave pull his dick out of her sweating face.
Dave pushed Lynn from between his legs and watched her slump to the floor. The young bitch was desperately gasping for air. Her beautiful hair was a mass of tangles as the sadistic executive watched the rise and fall of her panting breasts.
Lynn was afraid the young cock had broken her jaw. She could feel her tits still aching with the pain of his brutal hands. The new secretary was having one hell of a time catching her breath. Through half-closed eyes, she could see Dave Talbert's grinning face staring down at her.
"Now I'm going to check out that sexy looking ass-hole of yours," the sadistic man announced.
Once again, Lynn felt fear filling her mind. The thought of having to take that tremendous cock up into her ass-hole was enough to send Lynn screaming in terror. She didn't think her ass would ever be able to live through an assault by a prick the size of Dave Talbert's monstrous shaft.
But Lynn's fears subsided when she saw that his cock was in no condition to fuck anything. After the huge load of scum it had dumped into her mouth, Dave's dick was hanging limply between his legs. It looked like it would be quite some time before the strong-willed man would be buggering anybody's ass-hole.
Dave could see where his new secretary was staring, and he knew the thoughts that were going through her mind. But Dave knew just how to get his cock cooking in no time at all. Pressing the button on his intercom, the handsome sadist spoke.
"Ginny, I'd like you to come in here," he said, smiling down at Lynn. "I'd like you to meet my new secretary."
Lynn was both shocked and excited by what she heard her new boss say. The young woman liked the idea of getting a chance to play with Dave's beautiful receptionist.
"Unlock the door, Lynn," Dave ordered.
Lynn Wallen didn't hesitate to carry out her new boss' command. Not bothering to get up off the floor, the young woman crawled across the room. She knew Dave would like the little show she was putting on for his benefit.
Lynn had been right. As she crawled on her hands and knees, Dave enjoyed the sight of his new secretary's tits bouncing against each other. He looked deep into the crack of her exquisite ass, his mouth watering for a taste of the deep, hot hole.
Lynn reached up and unlocked the door. When it opened, Ginny was standing there, towering above the exhausted woman's tired body. For the second time, Lynn was filled with lust for the excitingly beautiful young receptionist.
Ginny Roberts was wearing one of the sexiest hot-pants outfits Lynn had ever seen. Both the top and bottoms were made out of a very soft, supple leather that seemed to caress the tall woman's every lusciously full curve. Her legs were encased in dark brown stockings, and she wore a pair of matching high heels.
All of a sudden, Lynn felt very silly sitting on the floor looking up at the other woman. But when she tried to climb back up to her feet, Dave's voice rang out.
"There's no need for you to get up," he said. "As a matter-of-fact, it would be foolish, since you'll only have to get back down onto your hands and knees to suck her cunt."
Lynn was thrilled by the chance to taste the stunningly beautiful woman's hairy pussy. Staring up into Ginny's obscenely smiling face, Lynn watched the woman undo the zipper on the side of her pants. In another moment, Ginny was stepping out of her trampy hot pants.
Dave's fianc' was wearing pantyhose with holes cut out around her cunt and ass-hole. Lynn's face was only inches from the soft downy hairy surrounding Ginny's pussy. Her nostrils were filled with the sweet musky smell of the taller woman's juicy twat.
"Don't you want to suck my cunt?" Ginny asked closing the door behind her.
Lynn sure as hell didn't need another invitation. Reaching her hands out, she grabbed hold of both of the taller woman's ass-cheeks and pulled that delicious-looking cunt towards her mouth. Soon, the room was filled with the sounds of Lynn's slobbering mouth sucking the cunt juice of Ginny Roberts' pussy.
Watching women making love to each other was the sexiest thing Dave Talbert could imagine. As he watched Lynn's face disappear into his fianc''s crotch, the young executive felt his cock coming to rigid attention. Dave dropped both hands to his prick and began to masturbate at the sight of his two beautiful women.
Ginny loved the feel of a woman's mouth between her legs. No man could ever compare to the touch of a beautiful bitch, Ginny believed. And the sexy woman had to admit that Lynn's mouth was one of the very best she had ever felt. Her replacement knew how to give a pussy a good licking, Ginny thought.
Lynn responded to the feel of the beautiful woman's cunt thrusting out to meet her sucking mouth. As she ate at the delicious twat, Lynn's fingers pulled the heavy cheeks of Ginny's ass apart, and her finger tips began to play in the deep hole. She could feel the standing woman react wonderfully as a slender finger was pushed into her deep ass-hole.
Dave was more than pleased when he saw his new secretary play with his future wife's ass. The sight of the obscene act really made his cock throb with hunger. Roughly grabbing the twin cheeks of Lynn's ass, Dave positioned himself at the entrance of her anus. He pressed the swollen tip of his prick to the doorway of Lynn's bowels as his hands reached around to grab her huge, hanging tits.
Fear returned to Lynn's mind as she felt the head of Dave's hardened cock pressing against the tight ring of her anus. She knew her ass-hole wasn't big enough to accommodate a shaft of meat as long and thick as her boss'. But Ginny's cunt tasted so delicious, Lynn just couldn't pull her face out of the girl's crotch.
Ginny was really enjoying the feel of Lynn's finger up her ass, and she wanted more. Suddenly stepping back from the woman's sucking mouth, Ginny turned around and bent over. Reaching behind her back, the standing woman grabbed hold of a handful of Lynn's tangled hair and pulled the girl's face into the depths of her ass crack.
Lynn was beside herself with joy. Ginny's ass was magnificent and the other woman couldn't think of anything more exciting than sucking it clean.
Lynn was so busy with Ginny's ass-hole she didn't know what hit her. With a crashing thrust, Dave had slammed the huge head of his prick into her own anus. The kneeling woman could feel the walls of her ass-hole tear as they struggled to accept the mighty tool.
The pain Lynn felt as beyond any description. It seemed to take control of her entire being. The pain was just too great for her to be able to speak. Its agony had paralyzed her throat, forcing her into the black world of unconsciousness.
But the mercy of her faint was short lived. The same torturous pain had revived her. Lynn was made to witness the agonizing assault of Dave's monstrous shaft. The young woman's face was still buried in the deep crack of Ginny's ass-hole.
In the steaming heat of Lynn's tight canal, Dave's cock throbbed with intoxicating delight. The sadistic bastard shoved his burning prick in and out to the rhythm of his body's convulsing ecstasy. His sadistic fingers ravished the ripe flesh of Lynn's tits, adding to the tormented woman's agony.
But as Lynn tried to survive the onslaught of Dave's cock, she was ignoring Ginny's ass-hole. And the other young woman didn't like that one bit. Turning around, Ginny slammed a fist into the already beaten woman's face.
"Suck me off, you filthy tramp," Ginny shrieked. "Suck me off or I'll kill you!"
Lynn could scarcely hear what the woman was screaming. But as her face was pushed into the dampness of steaming cunt, she knew what Ginny wanted. With the last ounce of strength in her, Lynn wrapped her lips around the hard nub of Ginny's clit and began to suck with all her might.
Ginny was pleased. For a moment, she had thought Lynn was going to hang her up on the very edge of her orgasm. But as the vanquished woman sucked at her mistress's cunt, Ginny could relax and enjoy the first spasms of her wonderful climax.
All of a sudden, Lynn's clouded mind realized a most startling fact. All the while her body was being tortured and punished, madly exciting orgasms were tearing through her blood. Each stab of pain, each moment of agony brought on a climax more intensely wonderful than the one before.
And with this sudden realization, Lynn Wallen's mind and body went totally insane. She slammed her ass back against Dave's huge cock, driving the tool deeper and deeper into her hole. The woman matched each thrust of hard prick with a slamming shove of her own.
Dave could hardly believe what was happening. His cock was being treated to the most exciting, the most thrilling ass-fuck of its entire existence.
Ginny delighted to the feel of Lynn's hungry lips sucking her cunt with new life. Dave's fianc' was soon feeling the flames of orgasmic ecstasy consume her entire soul. With a burning lust, Ginny grabbed hold of Lynn's head with both hands, and began smashing her crotch into the captive face.
But Lynn loved every moment of Ginny's brutal use. As she felt her nose crushed against the hairy hardness of the woman's pelvis, new, greater orgasms accelerated through her blood with the crashing speed of thunder and lighting.
"Oh, Christ!" Dave screamed, his words echoing off the walls of his private office, "I'm coming! I'M COMING!"
And with those words, Lynn felt the burning torrents of boiling scum pump into the deepest regions of her torn ass-hole. She reached between her legs and grabbed onto Dave's balls. As she felt his scum continue to bath her bowels, the young woman squeezed and yanked on the hairy spheres.
Lynn's touch added more fuel to the fires of obscene lust bursting from the tip of his swollen prick. The harder she squeezed, the more sperm Dave shot into her hungry ass-hole.
Tears of pain and pleasure filled Lynn's eyes, and overflowed to stain her cheeks as her body soared to the very heights of human ecstasy. She felt the thick juices of Ginny's cunt seep into her mouth, thrilling her tongue with its sweet taste.
Dave's spending seemed endless. Lynn's fingers coaxed out the last drops of scum from his balls. And even as his prick began to shrink, the tightness of her ass-hole held him firmly, milking more lust from the man's exhausted shaft.
But finally, it was all over. Ginny fell against the door for support as her soon-to-be husband pulled his soft, scum-coated cock out of Lynn's ass-hole. His dick made a popping noise as it was pulled free.
Lynn fell to the floor, her body a mass of sweating, exhausted flesh. The young woman had never been so thoroughly fucked out in her whole life. Every muscle ached with pain, yet she was madly happy.
And Dave Talbert was happy too. As he looked down at Lynn, the important executive was pleased he had found a new secretary with such outstanding qualities.
CHAPTER SIX
"You're full of shit," Bob sneered, turning his back on his friend Tony Avanti.
"Yeah," Stan added. "I think Bob's right. You've been jerking off too fuckin' much. You're crazy!"
"Hey man," Tony replied. "I ain't bullshitting you guys. I'm telling you this chick is really some kind of weird sex freak. I mean she's really fuckin' strange. And what a fuckin' body. Man, Beverly Stone is something else."
Tony's two friends didn't believe a word their friend was saying. They figured he was spouting off at the mouth. Tony had told other improbable stories to his buddies, many times before, and they had no intention of being fooled again.
The young, good-looking boy was getting more and more frustrated. After all his fabrications, Tony finally had a real story to tell, but there was nobody to tell it too. In desperation, he walked over to the pay phone in the small candy store.
"Okay, you bastards," the boy announced conceitedly, "I'll show you who the hell's bullshitting."
Praying that. Beverly was home, the boy dropped a dime into the phone and dialed her number, After six rings, Tony heard the deep, throaty sound of Bev's voice answering.
"Hello, Beverly?" the teenager asked.
"Yes." she replied, "Who's this?"
"Tony. Tony Avanti. How are you?"
Beverly was very excited to hear the boy's voice. She was hoping he would call her soon. Tony had one of the grooviest cocks she had ever feasted on.
"How nice to hear from you," the thirty-eight-year-old woman cooed, hot lust dripping from her every word. "I'm very pleased you called."
Hearing the eagerness in the beautiful woman's sexy voice, Tony began to smile proudly. Stan and Bob were both astonished by the call their pal was making. They leaned close, trying to catch a bit of the woman's voice.
"I thought I might drop by," he said. "If you're not doing anything later," Tony quickly added.
When she heard the handsome teenager offer, Beverly felt her cunt lips twitch excitedly. There was nothing the stunningly beautiful woman would have liked more. It was difficult for her to control the hot agitation in her quivering voice.
"Come on up, honey," Beverly said. "I'll fix us a few drinks."
"Listen, Bev," the boy continued, looking into the amazed faces of his friends, "I'm with a few guys who would like to meet you. I've been telling them how groovy you are. How about it?"
Beverly could hardly believe her ears. The thought of a bunch of young hard cocks to suck made her swoon. When her voice finally returned, there was an airy, almost dream-like quality to it. She pressed her lips very close to the mouthpiece when she spoke.
"If they have cocks as nice and big as yours, bring them with you, baby," she whispered.
Tony hung up without even saying good-bye. Both his friends were absolutely speechless. Their cocks were already throbbing with expectant excitement as they looked into the smug, smiling face of Tony Avanti, their leader.
"All right, you son of a bitches," the boy announced. "Now what the hell do you have to say?"
"Are we goin' there, man?" Bob asked feverishly. "What did she say?"
"Sure we're goin' up there. Didn't you hear me tell her?"
Tony swaggered past the dumbfounded boys, walking to the door of the small store. He heard the scuffling feet of Bob and Stan behind him, rushing to catch up. But the boy didn't slow down. This was his moment to crow.
"Hey, man," Bob said in the street, "Let's get some rubbers."
"Listen, babe," Tony replied. "This chick digs cock. When she rams your prick up her cunt, she don't want nothing covering the thing up."
When Beverly hung up the phone, she could feel her entire body shaking with red-hot lust. By the sound of the boy's voice, she knew there wasn't enough time to take a bath. Rushing into the bedroom, she flung the door of her clothes closet open and began sifting through her sexy garments for the right thing to wear.
Beverly was excited by the mental image of Tony, surrounded by fat pricked teenagers, telling them all about the way she sucked and fucked his handsome shaft. She loved the thought of all those horny boys being turned on by stories of how big her tits were, and how delicious the hard nipples tasted.
The sexy woman wanted to wear something that would really knock their eyes out. Going through her many wanton outfits, she finally decided on a wild-looking, black party dress. The dress was obscenely short, with a neckline that plunged to her navel.
Tossing the trampy garment on the bed, Beverly then pulled out a pair of black, fishnet stocking and a sexy garter belt. With all those lovely pricks to take care of, she knew there would be no time for panties or a bra. But black, patent leather pumps were a must.
In a matter of minutes, Beverly Stone was fully dressed. Pouring exotic perfume all over her body, the sexed-up woman strode to her full-length mirror. She wanted to make sure she looked just right for the afternoon's program of fun and games.
With her hair slightly tangled, she looked like a whore out of hell. Her naked cunt was beginning to tingle with excitement as she looked into the deep valley her massive tits made. It was difficult for Beverly not to shove a hand under the hem of her skirt as she admired the wanton beauty of herself.
Fifteen minutes had already passed when she went back into the living room. The whole apartment filled with the heady smell of her erotic perfume as she checked out the bar. Beverly was sorry she hadn't asked Tony how many boys he was bringing with him, but even if it was only two, she knew more scotch was needed.
As Beverly Stone bent over to grab another bottle, she could feel the cool air caress her naked ass. The feeling was marvelous. Opening the bottle, she hastily poured herself a good, stiff drink. Her fingers trembled as she brought the full glass to her lips. The ice tinkled in her drink as the loud buzz of the intercom sounded.
"Yes," she purred, sounding as sexy as she possibly could.
"It's me, Tony," the boy responded. "Is it okay if we come up?"
"Sure, honey," Beverly answered. "I've been waiting for you."
The woman pressed the button that unlocked the building's front door, and waited for her young lover. She could feel her knees tremble in anticipation of what was to take place that afternoon. Quickly she checked the clock. Lynn wouldn't be home for another three hours, and that pleased her.
It seemed to take forever before she heard the knock at her door, but Beverly knew only a few moments had actually passed. Placing her strong drink on a small table, she unlocked, and opened the door. The wide-eyed look on all three faces told her she had chosen her clothing well. Stepping back a few inches, she ushered the three young boys into her apartment.
"Hello, Tony," Beverly said, wrapping her arms around the boy's broad shoulders. "I'm glad to see you again. And so soon," she added, pressing her tits to his hard chest.
Bob and Stan watched as the beautiful woman mashed her thrilling lips onto the other teenager's mouth. They could see her intoxicating body grind against Tony's. Their friend hadn't exaggerated about the woman's body in the least. If anything, she was even more gorgeous than the description Tony had given them.
As Beverly sucked her young stud's tongue into the hot recess of her mouth, she knew her dress was hiking up over her naked ass. She could feel the other boy's eyes digging into the deep crack of her marvelously full bottom.
When Beverly finally turned to the other boys, her face was damp with Tony's spit. The wetness gave her exquisite features a thrilling, wanton look that enflamed their already throbbing pricks.
"I hope Tony told you nice things about me," Beverly said, reaching out with both hands to fondle the hard lumps of flesh between each boys legs.
Bob and Stan just couldn't believe what was going on. Their whole bodies stiffened with shock as Bev's wonderfully experienced fingers sent thunderbolts of lust racing through their blood.
"Tony told us a lot of nice things about you," Bob finally said, his throat painfully dry.
"That makes me very happy," Beverly told them, smiling as warmly as she possibly could. "Why don't you go into the living room and make yourselves at home?"
Tony swaggered like a dock worker as he led his two friends into the expensively furnished room. His own cock was twitching madly from the thrilling kiss his freaky woman had given him.
Beverly locked the door, then turned to get a good look at the two boys Tony had brought with him. The sexed-up bitch couldn't have been happier. Bob looked about the same age as Tony, while Stan was a year or two older. She remembered the feel of their fat pricks, and her cunt lips throbbed to the memory. Before long, those hot cocks would be dumping loads of wonderful scum down her hungry throat, and filling her ass and pussy holes up to the brim.
"Would you guys like a drink?" Beverly asked, reaching for her own glass.
They all answered yes, as their eager eyes watched the wild swaying of Beverly's sexy ass. The hem of her dress hid the stunningly full mounds of flesh from their view, but just the way she walked was enough to send their blood facing to the tip of their swollen pricks.
"Is scotch all right?" Beverly asked, looking over her shoulder at the hungry desire in all three faces.
"Sure," Tony quickly answered, responding for all of the boys.
Beverly poured the drinks good and strong, refreshing her own glass with the fiery booze. The drinks were piled onto a small tray as she walked back to her waiting guests. She stood very tall as she walked, proudly thrusting her massive ripe boobs out before her.
"You haven't even introduced us," Beverly said, as she handed Tony his drink.
"Oh, yeah," the boy giggled, "I guess I forgot. "This is Stan," he pointed, "and Bob. Fellas, meet Beverly Stone."
Both teenagers nodded as they stared at the top of Beverly's low-cut dress. The beautiful woman could see their eager eyes devouring the fullness of her huge globes of flesh. Their youthful exuberance made Beverly's cunt quiver.
Tony was sitting in the large easy chair facing the sofa, while his two friends sat on the comfortable couch. When Beverly handed Tony his drink, she made an elaborate, deep bow. She knew her ass was sticking out on display.
Beverly turned and stepped to the other young men, holding the tray of drinks out in front of her body. When she stood before them, the whorish woman bent low, really showing off her tits to their admiring gaze. But when the two boys took their drinks, she didn't stand up straight. Instead, as they looked down the front of her dress, she gave her shoulders a quick shake.
Beverly watched Stan and Bob's eyes widen as her fat boobs bounced off each other. Her nipples hardened to the feel of the shiny black material rubbing against her erect flesh. The sound of the boys' panting breath enflamed her hot passions even more.
Stan and Bob's fingers whitened as they tightened their grip on the cold glasses. The show Beverly was putting on for their benefit was enough to make the scum burst from their overheating shafts of erect flesh.
With one quick shake, Beverly's left boob popped out of the top of her trampy party dress. Cupping her fingers under the heavy lump of flesh, she slowly stuffed the beautiful tit back into her dress.
"Excuse me," she said politely. "I think I've had a little too much to drink."
Standing up straight again, Beverly took a deep swallow out of her glass. She was enjoying the teasing show she was putting on for her admiring audience. But Beverly was getting impatient for the feel of her guests' nice, fat pricks.
Placing her drink down onto the end table, Beverly squirmed down between the two young boys. As she sat, her fingers delved into the crotch of their pants. With nimble, expert fingers, she unzipped the straining zippers of their jeans.
"What lovely cocks you have," she told them, running the sharp tip of her fingernails over their swollen cockheads. "You don't mind if I play with them a little," she said.
Tony was really getting turned on by the sight of the tramping woman playing with his friends' pricks. Tearing at the front of his own pants, the handsome young stud soon unleashed his rampaging cock.
Neither of the two boys had a prick as wonderfully huge as Tony's. Even from across the room, Beverly could see the throbbing beauty of his monstrous shaft of meat. Her lips hungered for the feel of its thickness pounding the back of her throat. While she stared at the boy's wonderful dick, Bob shoved his hands down the front of her dress. Stan's fingers found their way under the hem of her skirt.
Beverly's body responded to the inexperienced gropings of the two young boys. Her cunt pushed against Stan's hand, and she held her breath as he pried her hairy pussy lips open. In another moment, Bob's drooling lips captured one of Bev's hard nipples, and he began to suck the shit out of the tiny nub of pulsing flesh.
But Beverly's eyes remained glued to the throbbing head of Tony's cock. She watched as the boy's fingers began massaging himself to even greater hardness. Bev needed the feel of that hard dick in her mouth, and she needed it right then and there.
"Aren't you lonely?" Beverly purred, her body thrashing to the feel of the two teenage studs working her flesh. "Why don't you get that prick of yours over here, where it'll do some good."
Tony didn't need another invitation. Quickly standing up, the boy swaggered across the room. His huge tool poking through the folds of his dirty jeans, Tony climbed up onto the couch. With a foot on either side of Beverly's sweet-smelling body, the teenager pushed his hot cock to the hungry woman's mouth.
"That's my baby," Beverly said, wrapping her lips around the thick shaft.
With one strong thrust, Tony shoved the head of his cock all the way into Beverly's wonderfully graceful face. He felt her jaws stretch to fit around his massive tool. Bev's teeth scraped the tender skin of the boy's rod, but he hardly noticed the slight pain. Her boiling spit coated the blood-filled cock as Beverly's mature mouth gobbled away happily.
"Look at that fuckin' whore go," Bob laughed, sinking his sharp teeth into the soft flesh of Beverly's wonderfully huge tit.
Beverly Stone was the best cocksucker Tony had ever felt. The harder she sucked, the closer the boy come to blowing a huge load of scum down her throat. And Beverly knew it. The thought of all that sweet scum dripping into her waiting belly was enough to drive the stunning woman crazy.
Beverly groaned loudly when Tony's bloated cock exploded deep inside her mouth. As the scum shot from the tip of his throbbing prick, the woman's fingers tightened on Stan and Bob's hard cocks. Gobbling the scum down into her hot belly, Beverly's hands brought the other boys' pricks closer and closer to orgasm.
But the experienced woman was very careful. She wanted to eat their hot sperm, and had no intention of letting them come in her hands. Beverly tightened her fingers around the bases of the two hard shafts, making it impossible for them to come.
Stan could feel the scum boiling in his balls, and he wanted to climax. Pushing his crotch hard against the woman's hands, he tried to hump the scum out of his prick. But Beverly wouldn't allow it. As she wallowed in the wonderful heat of Tony's scum, her fingers remained locked vise-like around the young boy's meat.
Finally, Tony pulled his limp, empty prick out of the woman's face. He watched her lick a tiny drop of his precious scum off her lower lip, then climbed down from his position towering over her.
A woman madly craving more scum, Beverly jumped down to the floor. Kneeling before the two lust-filled boys, she pulled their cocks towards her mouth. Bev's incredibly long tongue lashed first one prick, and then the other. When she felt that Stan couldn't hold out any longer, she plunged his shaft between her aching jaws. Just as she felt the beautiful tool smash into the back of her throat, the steaming sperm burst from the tiny slit.
Once again, Beverly Stone was lost in the wonderfully exciting world of her perversions. Insanely, her entire body sucked the seemingly endless load of scum out of the young stud's heavy balls.
But Bob couldn't hold out. As he watched the beautiful whore sucking his friend's rod, his enflamed cock-head exploded with the furry of a thunderous climax.
Beverly looked up to see spurting scum splash against her lust twisted face. She felt the boy's sperm drip from her forehead down onto the bridge of her nose, and into her eyes. In her whole life, Beverly Stone was never as happy as she was at that very moment.
Falling back against the thick carpet, the happy woman looked up into the faces of her three, young studs. They all had enraptured grins on their lips. But Beverly's smile was the best of them all.
Beverly was suddenly overcome by the feelings of power she had within her. Each boy was hers to command. The thrilling beauty of her wonderful body held them all slaves to her slightest wish. And Beverly was one woman who knew what she wanted.
"You didn't come here just to get sucked off, did you?" she asked, tiredly climbing to her feet. "After all," she continued, straightening out her dress as best she could, "I have more than one hole for you to fill with those cocks of yours."
After a quick swallow of booze, Beverly walked over to Bob, and wrapped her arms around his neck. Smiling sweetly, she snuggled her fat boobs against his hard, young chest
"I didn't even get a chance to taste your scum yet," she told the boy, pressing her crotch against his hardening shaft.
Then, she gave him the best kiss she could. Sucking his tongue into her mouth as if it were a miniature cock, Beverly's teeth gently munched on the soft finger of flesh. Spit dribbled between their faces as she ground her cunt against the hard lump of flesh throbbing between his strong legs.
While Beverly kissed Bob, the other two boys started feeling up her wonderfully plump ass. Their hands were rough, and Beverly loved the attention. One of the boys shoved a strong, hard finger up into the heat of her ass-hole, making Bev grind against Bob's cock even harder.
But, her craving for scum already satisfied, Beverly wasn't interested in any quick fucks. She wanted to enjoy their hard, strong young bodies for a nice long time. The bitch pushed herself out of the arms of her young lovers.
Wiggling her ass as she walked, Beverly strove over to the bar at the side of the room. There, she grabbed the almost full bottle of scotch and turned back to her admiring guests.
"I feel like being fucked. Anybody around here to do the job?" Beverly asked, walking towards the bedroom door.
All three boys crowded around her as she walked. Each one grabbed at her wild body, their hot cocks back to full strength. And as she walked, Beverly kept taking deep swallows out of the bottle. Passing it around to the boys, each one made sure he got his share.
The effect of the alcohol was fast. By the time she lowered herself down onto the big bed, Beverly could already feel the scotch doing its job on her brain. When she spoke, the words were slightly slurred.
"You guys aren't going to fuck me with your clothes on, are you?" she asked, taking another belt. "The first little bastard with all his clothes off gets to stuff my pussy before the others," she announced, giggling wildly.
All three boys tore at their clothing in a mad frenzy. Beverly watched buttons fly across the room as they raced each other for first shot at her juicy pussy. She cheered them all on, laughing loudly, and taking great gulps from the scotch bottle.
Stan was first to get all his clothes off. The proud smile of victory curled his lips as he stood before his beautiful tramp. In another moment, the other two boys had also shed all their clothes. But Stan was the winner.
Drunkenly climbing to her feet, Beverly walked over to the proud boy. His cock was standing out from between his legs like a stiff flagpole, waiting for the wet, steaming pussy he had been promised. Beverly handed the boy the bottle, and invited him to have a swallow. He did.
"You have a beautiful body," Beverly cooed, running her sharply nailed fingers over the boy's smooth skin. "A very beautiful body," she added.
Beverly ran her hands over the boy's muscular chest and arms. She thrilled to the feel of his strong legs and thighs. Her fingers slipped into the deep crack of his ass and played with the tight ring of his hidden ass-hole. She could feel the boy shuddering to her marvelous touch.
"I'm going to like fucking you," she announced, reaching between his muscular legs to cup Stan's heavy balls.
Beverly was so turned on by Stan's handsome body, she had a hard time keeping her hands off the boy. But she wanted to get down to fucking just as much as he did, and that meant stripping down herself. Never taking her smiling eyes off his youthful figure, Beverly reached behind her back and undid the zipper of her dress.
With one shrug of her lovely shoulders, Beverly stood before her young men almost totally nude. The beautiful bitch's graceful body was only covered by her fishnet stockings, garter belt and high heels. She radiated intense, wanton lust as she stood before the three horny teenagers.
Stan was fascinated by the huge, ripe melons of Beverly's tits. His mouth watered for a taste of the naked flesh, and the trampy woman knew it. Cupping both of her breasts, she offered them out to the boy.
But when Stan tried to capture one of those nipples between his lips, Beverly's fingers hid the delightful morsel of flesh from his grasp. When Stan tried to pull her hands away, the wild slut danced drunkenly out of his reach. Flopping down onto the bed, she lifted her legs up into the air. Beverly still massaged the huge mounds of meat as she spoke.
"I thought you wanted to fuck, honey," she said, spreading her long, shapely legs as far as they would go-
Stan gazed into the deep hole of Beverly's pussy for only a moment before throwing himself onto the bed. Frantically he positioned his prick at the entrance of the woman's moist hole. With one mighty thrust, he was inside her belly.
Beverly's experienced cunt swallowed up the entire length of Stan's tool with one quick hump. The boy's prick was nice and big, but the woman's twat was more than ready. In moments, Beverly's whole body was. humping up to meet each new thrust of the boy's eager hips. She wrapped her graceful legs around his waist, driving the sharp heels of her shoes into the tender flesh of his back.
"Come on, you stinkin' bastard!" she shrieked. "Fuck the shit out of me! Use that cock of yours, stud! I want to be fucked!"
Stan was more than happy to carry out the wild woman's commands. Shoving his prick into the boiling inferno of Beverly's sucking cunt, the young boy thrust his entire body forward. Stan could feel his aching balls banging into the deep crack of the thirty-eight-year-old tramp.
"Come on, honey," Beverly pleaded, "play with my fuckin' tits."
Stan couldn't think of anything he wanted to do more. As his hard cock pistoned in and out of the wanton woman's pussy, the teenager leaned forward and shoved almost half of Beverly's right boob into his mouth.
"Take it easy, sonny," Tony laughed. "You're gonna choke on that big hunk of meat."
But Stan couldn't hear a word his friend was saying. The only thing the boy could think about was the heaving humping body going insane beneath him.
Beverly frantically grabbed hold of the boy's head with both her hands and held it tight against her panting chest. The harder the boy chewed her nipple, the better she liked it. Feeling his sharp teeth biting into her sweating flesh drove her mad with lust.
But Tony and Bob had no intention of just standing by and watching their horny pal have all the fun. Each taking a last swallow of scotch out of the bottle, they climbed onto the sweat-dampened bed. Their stiff, hotly throbbing pricks pointed the way.
Beverly laughed insanely as she felt Tony's mouth suck her other nipple. Her body swirled in ecstasy as Bob's cock forced its way into the wet cavern of her. mouth. Deliriously enchanted by the thick shaft of burning flesh, Beverly's lips devoured Bob's incredibly long hunk of cock meat.
"Hey, Stan," Tony called out, lifting his mouth off of Bev's tit, "Roll the bitch over. I want a crack at that tight ass-hole of hers."
Beverly felt rough hands twisting her body over. Fingers tore at the heavy, fleshy melons of her ass as she frantically, desperately sucked away at Bob's prick. Bev gagged as the swollen, blood-filled head of the boy's dick stuffed her choking throat.
On his back, Stan was able to get his cock even deeper into the thrashing woman's belly. His body caught in the frenzy of orgasm, Stan's prickhead exploded, filling Beverly's cunt with hot scum. She could feel every spurt of hot sperm splash into her quivering belly.
Tony's rough hands pulled the cheeks of Beverly's ass as wide as they could. The teenage stud pressed the tip of his shaft to the tight, steaming hole. For a moment, Tony enjoyed the way Bev's rectum kissed the bloated head of his cock. Then, throwing the full weight of his body behind one mighty thrust, Tony's dick pushed its way into the burning chamber of Beverly's rectum.
Bob's cock choked off the ear-splitting scream building deep within Bev's throat. The thirty-eight-year-old woman was crashing through orgasm after orgasm as one prick tore at her ass while another slammed into her dripping cunt.
Stan's lips sucked off the salty sweat coating Beverly's boobs. Drained of all its scum, Stan's prick was still held tightly by Bev's tense pussy lips.
"Hey, Stan," Bob said, pulling his dick out of Beverly's mouth, "Let me have a shot at that twat."
The sweaty, exhausted woman gasped for air. She was being fucked clear out of her mind, and enjoying every minute of it. Tony's cock brought spasms of painful pleasure tingling throughout Beverly's entire body.
A new gasp of sexual delight rang out in the expensively furnished room as Beverly felt Bob's freshly sucked cock slam into the fiery depths of her belly. Every muscle in the woman's body ached with pain, yet she was happier than she had ever been before.
Stan climbed off the bed and grabbed the half full bottle of booze. Tilting his head backwards, the young boy took a deep swallow of the strong, amber liquid. The scotch burned the walls of his throat as it splashed into his waiting stomach. The teenager coughed a bit, but enjoyed the warm feeling of the strong drink.
"Here, bitch," Stan said, grabbing a handful of Beverly's dirty, tangled hair. "You look like you need a drink.
Beverly felt a sharp pain in her neck as her head was yanked back brutally. The wet spout of the bottle was pressed between her lips, and Bev's mouth was soon flooded with alcohol. Gulping wildly, she swallowed as much of the strong booze as she could.
"Thanks, honey," Beverly sputtered. "Now let me have that monstrous cock of yours. I feel like giving you a nice blow job."
Stan was in no mood to argue with the wonderful whore. Climbing back up onto the bed, the boy hung his limp prick an inch or two away from Beverly's lips. The sight of the woman straining to get hold of his meat amused the drunken boy. Ever time it looked like she would get hold of the scum-coated meat, the teenager pulled it out of her reach. He was having a good time teasing Beverly with his young prick.
But Stan didn't play too long. His cock was already beginning to respond to the hot breath of Beverly's eager mouth. Finally, he let the whoring woman wrap her wonderfully full lips around his shaft.
Beverly could taste the dried sperm covering the boy's cock, and it made her lips work that much harder. Hundreds of marvelous orgasms had racked her worn body that afternoon, but Beverly was always ready for more.
Tony's cock was ready to burst. The feel of the woman's tight ass-hole was unbelievable. Hidden muscles sucked away at his scum-filled shaft, driving the boy crazy with desire. As he buggered her anus, Tony could feel Bob's prick pounding into Beverly's sopping wet cunt.
With a thunderous explosion, Tony's cockhead burst load after load into the woman's ass-hole. He could feel his cock bathing in the steaming wetness of his own scum.
And at the very moment Tony's prick began pumping its burning load into Beverly's ass-hole, Bob's hot shaft exploded, pouring scum into her already full cunt. The boy's whole body rocked with the violent climax of his pistoning prick.
The large room was filled with the strong smells of sex and hot sweat. After their frenzied hours of lust, all four people needed a moment of rest. As they lay in the dampness of the wrinkled bed, the almost empty bottle of scotch was passed from mouth to mouth.
Beverly's cunt and ass-hole ached from the incredible beating they had taken. But a lewd, tired grin still played on her exhausted lips. Everywhere she turned, Beverly was treated to the sight and feel of young, hard flesh. She was still wearing her high heels and stockings, but the black fishnet hung shredded around her long, beautiful legs.
"Hey, Beverly," Tony said, holding the empty scotch bottle upside down in the air. "It looks like we need some more booze."
The other two boys echoed their leader's words, and Beverly knew she was going to have to get them another bottle. Struggling over the tangled mass of arms and legs, the drunken woman climbed off the bed. Beverly had swallowed more booze than she thought, and she stumbled to the floor trying to walk.
All three teenagers howled with laughter as they watched Beverly crawl to the door. The woman wiggled her ass like a common whore, enjoying the obscene show she was putting on for their benefit. There was something wonderfully exciting about performing for the room full of drunken kids.
And the sight of the naked, intoxicated woman wearing torn stockings and high heels, her cunt and ass-hole strained with their dried scum excited the boys all over again. By the time Beverly returned, a full bottle of gin in her shaking hands, she was thrilled to see three stiff cocks staring her in the face.
Beverly was amazed at how quickly the guys' limp pricks always seemed to be ready for another good fucking. She was amazed ... and overjoyed. Standing before them, feeling the heat of their young eyes warming her naked flesh, Beverly lifted the new bottle to her lips and took a deep swallow. The boys cheered happily as the gin dribbled down her chin and splashed against her fat tits.
"Oh dear," Beverly said, slurring her words. "I seem to have split some of this good booze. What a fuckin' waste," she added, rubbing the alcohol into her sweaty boobs.
Beverly liked the thrillingly cold feel of the gin on her flesh. With the boys all laughing loudly, she poured another little bit of gin onto her tits, and massaged it into her erect nipples.
"Mmmmmm..." she moaned wickedly. "That feels really nice."
Beverly stepped over to the bed and poured some more alcohol into her hands. While the amazed boys looked on, she rubbed the booze into Tony's huge, hard cock. The boy's prick jerked to the sudden coldness of the evaporating booze.
One by one, Beverly scrubbed each boy's cock with gin. This was a sensation none of the big-pricked teenagers had ever felt before. And they all loved it. Beverly scrubbed their cocks and balls all nice and clean, wiping up the excess gin with her long tongue. When she was done, the thirty-eight-year-old tramp stood grinning proudly before her admiring guests.
"Now it's your turn," Bob announced, grabbing hold of Beverly's arm and pulling her down onto the bed.
In a flash, the horny woman felt three pairs of hands giving her tired, fucked-out body a gin rubdown. Stan poured booze into Bev's worn cunt, and the stinging pain made her whole body shiver. The alcohol that dribbled out of her pussy found its way into the deep, beaten hole of her ass, sending shocks of new pain surging through her blood.
But the boys didn't stop. The louder Beverly shrieked, the more they rubbed. With tears in her eyes, the woman was flipped over onto her damp belly. The neck of the bottle was pushed between the fat cheeks of her ass, and shoved into the tight ring of her well-fucked anus. The stinging liquid filled her bowels.
But the stinging pain of the alcohol soon faded, and Beverly's cunt and ass felt wonderfully clean and alive. As a matter-of-fact, the burning gin seemed to wash away all the tiredness in her body, along with the dried out scum. Before they were done with their gin bath, Beverly's hungry belly was quivering for the feel of their fat pricks all the more hotly.
"Will one of you fuckin' bastards please fuck me," Beverly squealed, flopping over onto her back.
The woman didn't have to ask a second time. As soon as she spread her legs, Beverly felt Stan's prick pressing against the tightened lips of her damp, hairy pussy.
Beverly fucked like a new woman. Her hips humped up to meet each new assault of Stan's thick shaft of hard meat And the alcohol bath seemed to do wonderful things for the boy's cock too. It seemed even bigger and hotter than it had earlier.
Bob was still fascinated by the woman's huge, ripe tits. His fingers cupped the heavy melons, twisting and pulling on the massive hunks of soft flesh. His mouth sucked on her nipples, his sharp teeth gently chewing the small, hard nubs of darkened flesh.
As Stan's cock pumped in and out of her quivering belly, Beverly had a brilliant idea. She reached over to Bob's cock, and wrapped her strong fingers around the thick shaft. Smiling wickedly into the boy's face, her cunt still slammed against the other boy's crotch.
"If you like my tits so much," Beverly began, using Bob's cock like a handle to pull him over to her, "why don't you fuck them?"
The fires of Bob's lust were raging in his eyes as he listened to the woman's suggestions. He had heard of fucking a woman's fat tits, but had never tried it
Moving a bit unsteadily, he climbed onto Bev's heaving body.
Beverly Stone was excited by the eagerness in the teenager's eyes. Still holding his thick dick between her strong fingers, the horny woman positioned the shaft of burning meat between the huge globes of her chest.
Bob watched as the woman beneath him cupped her heavy boobs, and pressed them around his throbbing cock. His prick pulsed madly, as the wonderfully soft tit meat swallowed him up. Even his balls were lost in the heavy globes of flesh.
Beverly pressed her breasts around the captured hardness of Bob's blood-filled meat. His dick burned with the heat of a branding iron as he began to slowly pump in and out of the deep valley between her fat boobs.
Bob's hips began to pick up speed. And the faster he fucked, the harder Beverly pressed her breasts around his cock. Then, his own hands came down to her flesh, and he shoved her fingers away. Twisting and yanking on the hot meat, Bob dug his fingers into Beverly's huge boobs. He pulled the fat melons around until her nipples rubbed against his cock shaft
Before very long, Bob's cockhead exploded, sending spurts of thick cream splashing against Beverly's chin and face. The woman was more than happy to feel his scum dripping into her mouth.
"What about me?" Tony called out, standing next to the bed.
"Shove that prick in my mouth," Beverly answered, "and I'll tell you!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
Now that Lynn Wallen had the good job she always wanted, the ambitious woman knew it was even more important to always look her sexiest best. Dave Talbert was an important man at Allied Plastics, and it was her job to keep him happy.
On that particular morning, Lynn sat behind her large desk wearing a pure white, knit dress. like all her skirts, the hem on that beautiful garment just barely covered her hairy crotch. As Lynn's braless tits pressed against the soft material of the dress, her hard, dark brown nipples were clearly outlined in the soft, knitted wool.
The warm summer sun had tanned Lynn's skin beautifully, and no stockings were necessary. As usual, the statuesque woman wore tall high heels. They too were white. Her browned skin contrasted strikingly with the pure, virginal white of her outfit.
Humming softly to herself, Lynn typed a letter for her boss. As she worked, the young secretary remembered how gloriously huge Dave's fat cock was. In the short week since she had taken over the new job, the handsome executive had made good use of her tight cunt and ass-hole. Dave was one hell of a horny bastard, Lynn thought, smiling broadly.
And the man's fianc' was something else. Ginny
Roberts had one of the most delicious cunts Lynn had ever sucked clean. Just the thought of the tall woman's legs wrapped around her neck was enough to make Lynn's cunt throb with desire.
Lynn always had to be ready if her boss got the urge to slam his cock into her belly, and she never wore panties to the office. Humped over Dave's desk, panties would only get in the way.
At about three in the afternoon a rather handsome older man came into the office. He was very well dressed, and had the kind of tan that could only be gotten in the Bahamas. His black hair was streaked with silver gray.
"Hello," the man said, his voice soft yet firm. "My name's Thomas Hertzfeld. I have an appointment with Mr. Talbert."
Lynn loved the way the handsome man's eyes caressed her fat tits. He was obviously impressed with her wild body, and that pleased the ambitious secretary. Lynn felt the hot, lusting look in a man's eye and thought it the most wonderful compliment in the whole world.
"One moment please," she answered, smiling up into the man's bronze face. "Mr. Talbert," Lynn said, pressing down on the intercom button, "Mr. Hertzfeld is here to see you."
"Send him right in, Lynn," Dave answered.
"Right this way, Mr. Hertzfeld," Lynn said, quickly stepping around her desk.
The young woman was glad she had a chance to show off her beautiful body. And by the look in the handsome man's face, he was just as pleased. Lynn opened the door to Dave Talbert's private office, and stepped to the side as Thomas brushed past her. His arm touched her nipple for just a moment as he went by.
"Thank you, Lynn," Thomas Hertzfeld said, smiling warmly.
"You're very welcome," Lynn returned, eagerly smiling back at the obviously important and wealthy man.
Then, Lynn turned and walked back to her desk. She left Dave's door open so the distinguished man could look at the sexy wiggle of her saucy ass as he closed it. A quick look over her shoulder told the confident woman that Mr. Hertzfeld had taken advantage of the opportunity of watching the twitch of her juicy rump.
When the door finally did close shut, Lynn immediately reached for her purse. Reaching into the bag, the young woman pulled out her makeup kit. When Mr. Hertzfeld saw her again, Lynn wanted to make sure she looked her very best. After quickly and skillfully applying fresh lipstick and powder, she sprayed herself with some very expensive, very exotic perfume.
After only a very few minutes, Lynn's intercom buzzed.
"Please come in here for a moment," Dave's voice told her.
Lynn was more than glad she had gone to the trouble of putting fresh makeup on. After a quick, last minute check in her desktop mirror, the young woman slid her exquisite long legs out from under her desk and strode across the room. Tapping lightly, she opened the door and stepped into Dave Talbert's private office.
"You wanted to see me, sir?" Lynn asked brightly.
"Yes, I did," her boss replied. "I wanted you to meet Thomas Hertzfeld, a very important client of the company."
Lynn noticed the emphasis her boss put on the words "very important." There was no question in her mind as to how Dave wanted her to act. Smiling warmly, Lynn held out her hand.
"I'm very pleased to meet you, Mr. Hertzfeld," Lynn said, sounding just as sweet as she could.
"Dave's been telling me some very nice things about you," Thomas said, holding her hand in his own longer than necessary.
Lynn shot her boss a fast, knowing smile. She knew he was proud of her sexy looks, and she was pleased he enjoyed showing her off. But Mr. Hertzfeld was the man Lynn turned her attentions back to.
The older man's fingers were slowly caressing the back of Lynn's hand, and the young woman was enjoying the pleasant feeling. She made no effort to take her hand back. Thrusting her massive breasts out in front of her, Lynn spoke.
"I wonder what kind of things Mr. Talbert has told you about?" she asked coyly.
All three attractive people laughed at Lynn's question. There was no doubt in anyone's mind what Dave had been saying. Giving her hand a last pat, Thomas let go of Lynn's fingers.
"Dave was saying what a wonderful guide to New York you would make. I'll only be in town for a few days, and I'd love to have you show me some of the sights."
Thomas' eyes traveled over every inch of Lynn's wonderfully stacked body as he spoke. Lynn knew just what sights he had in mind. And she was only too pleased to satisfy his wishes. Turning to him, Lynn brazenly placed a high-heeled foot up onto the seat of the couch Mr. Hertzfeld was sitting on. The hem of her dress bunched up around Lynn's waist, displaying her naked cunt for his approval.
The wealthy man sat staring up under Lynn's dress.
Her hairy pussy looked absolutely delicious, and his mouth watered for a taste. Slowly, Thomas brought his hand up to the damp hole between the beautiful girl's legs. His strong, masculine fingers played in the wetness of Lynn's downy soft pussy hair.
"Dave certainly was right," the man said, pushing a strong finger into the moist hole. "You certainly do have a wonderful cunt."
Thomas Hertzfeld had a marvelously tender touch. Before she even realized it, Lynn's cunt had begun to turn on to the man's lovely fingerfucking. Pushing her cunt towards him, the young secretary drove the wealthy man's finger even deeper into her sopping wet pussy slit.
"Oh, baby," Lynn moaned, squirming down onto the man's lap. "That feels just wonderful!"
Humping against his strong hand, Lynn meant every word she said. Wiggling her naked ass against the hard lump of flesh between his legs, Lynn's body thrilled to the feel of the man's free hand cupping one of her fantastic tits.
As Dave watched his client playing with the woman's sexy body, he congratulated himself for having such a wonderful secretary. Dave wanted Thomas Hertzfeld's Contract, and he knew Lynn's fat boobs and wet cunt would more than help him get it.
Lynn felt her orgasm building deep within her quivering belly as Thomas' hands flew from one hunk of heavy tit meat to the other. Wrapping her trembling arms around the man's neck, Lynn crushed her mouth down onto his, driving the full length of her incredibly long tongue down into his throat.
Lynn Wallen just couldn't stand any more of the man's expert handling. Her cunt cried out to be fucked. With a great deal of difficulty, the beautiful woman pulled herself out of the man's arms. Standing before his sofa, she frantically reached behind her back, to the zipper that held her dress in place.
Thomas smiled in triumph as he watched Lynn's eager fingers tearing away at the material of her dress. He wanted to fuck her just as much as she wanted him. Her dress falling into a puddle around her ankles, Thomas' eyes widened in amazement as he stared at Lynn's almost unbelievable tits. The young woman had the wildest pair of boobs he had ever seen.
Just as Lynn was about to throw her naked body onto the man's hard, horny prick, Dave Talbert jumped to his feet. His strong hand wrapped around Lynn's pretty arm, holding her tightly. An evil grin spread across his face, as he watched Thomas' eyes devouring the dark, thrilling flesh of his secretary's figure.
"I think we have a little work to do," he told Hertzfeld. "We still haven't signed that contract, have we?"
Tremors of horny lust raced through the older man's veins as his eyes shot from Lynn to Dave and back to Lynn again. There was no getting around it. Thomas Hertzfeld had to have the naked woman standing before him. He had to feel his cock pumping in and out of her hairy pussy. He had to feel his aching lips sucking the shit out of her hard, dark brown nipples.
"Give me the paper," Thomas said, his voice trembling with lust-filled excitement.
Dave Talbert's victory was complete. Hertzfeld would sign his own death warrant for a piece of Lynn Wallen's cunt. Pulling his wild secretary over with him, the young executive walked back to his desk.
"Lynn," Dave said masterfully. "Please hand this to Thomas."
Lynn took the pen and paper from her boss' hand, smiling happily. With her back towards the older man, she had the chance to show off her juicy ass. She could feel Thomas' eyes delving into the deep, exciting crack of her ass. The young, beautiful secretary was very impressed with her boss' shrewd manipulation of the other businessman.
"Of course," she said, turning back to Thomas' tortured face.
Walking back to Thomas Hertzfeld, Lynn let her heavy tits sway excitingly. She watched the man's eyes following the movement of her massive breasts as they heaved with each step.
Thomas Hertzfeld's shaking fingers quickly scribbled his name on the document as Lynn held it before him. Bent at the waist, her huge boobs hung inches before his shivering lips. When he finished signing the contract, Lynn handed it back to her boss.
"I'm glad you signed that thing," Lynn said, climbing back into the man's lap. "Now I can thank you."
With Thomas' help, Lynn slipped the distinguished man's jacket off. Loosening his tie first, she unbuttoned his twenty-five dollar shirt. Gray hair covered Hertzfeld's darkly tanned chest, and Lynn ran her long, manicured fingers over the taunt skin.
Purring into his ear, Lynn Wallen pressed her fat tits into the man's hard chest. She could feel his erect prick throbbing inside his well-tailored pants. Shaking her shoulders excitingly, she rubbed her pointed nipples against his hairy body.
Thomas' strong fingers sank into the luxuriously smooth skin of Lynn's ass. Pulling her cheeks apart gently, the horny bastard slipped his fingertips into the deep hot crack of her anus. In another moment, Lynn felt his fingernails scrapping against the tight ring of her rectum.
Lynn allowed her stunningly beautiful body to slide down the length of the seated man's legs. Smiling warmly, she slowly undid the front zipper of his pants. Licking her lips wantonly, she stared down into the hairy darkness of his hot crotch. The swollen head of his blood-filled cockhead pushed its way through the folds of his white underpants. With a long stroke of her tongue, Lynn wet the smooth red prickhead, pushing into the tiny slit at the tip.
Dave Talbert watched the man's body shake with lust for a few more seconds, and then discretely slipped from the room. The handsome, shrewd executive was eager to file the new contract with the legal department.
Closing the door behind him, Dave watched his wonderful secretary swallow the full length of Thomas Hertzfeld's hotly throbbing prick. The man's eyes were tightly shut as he enjoyed the hot, wet cavern of Lynn Wallen's mouth sucking away at his aching cock.
Lynn was very careful not to let the older man's prick explode in her mouth. She had no intention of letting him lose that marvelous erection before ramming up into her churning belly. Letting Thomas' dick enjoy the tightness of her throat for a few more seconds, Lynn slowly pulled the wet shaft from her lips.
"Don't you want to feel how nice and tight my cunt is?" the woman asked, soothing the disappointment on the old man's face.
Thomas was really enjoying the blow job, but he knew Lynn was right. Shooting off in her wonderful throat, as he was just about to do, would put a stop to the afternoon's fun. And that was something he sure as hell didn't want to do.
"Why don't I fix us some drinks?" Lynn asked climbing back to her feet. While Thomas' horny eyes watched, Lynn strode over to the private bar at the side of the room. Her smooth, tanned skin shimmered in the office light.
"What would you like?" she asked, smiling sweetly over her shoulder.
"Anything," he answered quickly. "Anything at all."
The urgency of his tone made Lynn very happy. She loved prancing before the craving man, teasing him with the luscious curves of her graceful body. She knew how much he wanted and needed her, and that made Lynn feel supremely powerful.
Thomas' cock shaft was even larger and hotter than it was before as Lynn sat down next to him on the sofa. Handing the man his tall drink, the wanton little slut snuggled her fat tits against his chest again. Reaching down, she wrapped her strong fingers around the fatness of his dick, gently massaging the hot cock to even greater strength.
"Let's get these pants off," Lynn said, undoing his belt buckle.
Thomas eagerly slipped out of his pants, piling the garment into a heap in the middle of the floor. Lynn grinned down at the man as he tore his underwear off and threw it to the floor also.
"Come here, you bitch," Thomas said, reaching up and grabbing Lynn's arm. "I've waited long enough for your cunt. Now spread your fuckin' legs!"
A lewd smile curled the ends of Lynn's mouth as she slowly allowed herself to be pulled over to Thomas' throbbing hunk of cock. The man's trembling eagerness really turned her on, and she was ready to feel his big dick plunging into the heat of her sopping wet pussy.
"Sure, honey," Lynn said, placing a bent knee on either side of Thomas Hertzfeld's thighs. "Anything you want."
The young woman reached between her legs and took hold of his hard meat once again. Holding it firm between her fingers, Lynn slowly lowered herself down on top of the rigid pole.
"Holy Christ," Hertzfeld groaned, his thick dick easing into the moist heat of Lynn's steaming cunt.
Lynn Wallen was in heaven as she responded to the feel of Thomas' trembling body beneath her. The beautiful young woman's strong cunt lips clutched at the distinguished man's cock, sucking the scum from his fat, hairy balls.
Thomas' mind whirled in the insane ecstasy of Lynn's wonderful twat. His trembling fingers squeezed the huge, ripe melons of his whore's tits, sinking them into the soft flesh.
Lynn's body began to thrust against the hardness of Thomas' shaft, sinking it deeper and deeper into her wildly churning belly. Shuddering lust raced through her blood as the man's thick shaft crushed against Lynn's throbbing clit.
"Yes! ... Yes! ... YES...," she screamed, the force of her violent orgasm heaving her thrashing body in every direction.
CHAPTER EIGHT
After her good work, Dave Talbert gave Lynn the next day off. The following morning, the sexy young secretary woke up late. She enjoyed the feel of Beverly Stone's warm body pressing against her. Turning towards the older woman, Lynn let her fingers gently caress her roommate's beautifully huge tits.
"Good morning, darling," Beverly said, her eyes fluttering open.
"I'm sorry I woke you," Lynn apologized, leaning over and wrapping her lips around her friend's delicious nipple.
"Easy, sweetheart," Beverly cooed, snuggling her breasts against Lynn's pretty face. "Keep that up, and you're going to have a red-hot cunt to cool off."
"That sounds like fun," Lynn said, lifting her mouth off of Bev's nipple for a moment.
By that time, both horny women were completely awake, and ready to go. Beverly slipped her long fingers into the other woman's hair, pulling Lynn's face into the softness of her massive breasts. Closing her eyes, the older woman rolled over onto her back, pulling her roommate over with her.
Lynn's hand found its way into Beverly's hairy crotch. Her strong fingers began gently stroking the lips of the older woman's wonderful pussy. She teased Beverly's clit with the sharp edges of her manicured fingernails.
"Now, now, love," Lynn scolded. "Mustn't get too hot, darling," the young girl continued, feeling Beverly's hips humping up against her experienced fingers.
"Shut up and suck me off," Beverly begged, pushing Lynn's head down towards her steaming cunt.
Lynn laughed softly as her long tongue licked across her friend's quivering pussy lips. Beverly's thighs trembled to the wonderful sensations of Lynn's full lips and mouth. The exciting smells of the throbbing woman's cunt filled the young girl's head with the wild aroma of hot sex.
"Oh yes, darling," Beverly moaned, stroking the back of her friend's long, graceful neck.
Lynn leaned the side of her head against Beverly's soft belly as her long tongue crept into the folds of the older tramp's moistening pussy. The flavor of her delicious cunt cream thrilled Lynn's extended tongue.
Beverly could think of no nicer way to be awoken than with a soft, sucking mouth between her legs. Relaxing into the comfortable bed, the horny woman wrapped her legs around Lynn's neck, pulling the beautiful girl's face deeper and deeper into her steaming cunt.
Lynn loved the feel of Beverly's velvety thighs caressing the sides of her face. She could feel the woman's feet digging into her back, urging her mouth on to even greater erotic work. The sounds of Lynn's wet, slurping mouth filled the room.
Beverly could feel her orgasm building deep within her quivering belly. The closer her climax came, the wilder Bev's body heaved beneath Lynn's softly munching teeth. The younger girl was carefully pressing the sharp edges of her teeth into the hard nub of her roommate's throbbing clit. Hot shivers of excited lust surged throughout Beverly's sweating body.
But, with an evil grin spread across her face, Lynn pulled her marvelous lips and tongue off of Beverly's hairy mound. Rolling over onto her back, the young woman laughed at the look of utter frustration in her friend's eyes.
"You had your fun," Lynn announced. "Now it's my turn."
"You little whore!" Beverly screamed. "Get that fuckin' head of yours back down between my legs. Finish what you started, you stinkin' tramp!"
Beverly grabbed a handful of Lynn's hair, and tried to drag the girl's face back down onto her pussy. The older woman's cunt was hanging on the very edge of ecstasy, and she needed Lynn's mouth to satisfy her hungry twat.
But Lynn couldn't be beaten that easily. Her own hands came up and dug into the fat lusciousness of Beverly's ripe tits. Digging her sharp fingernails into the hot flesh, Lynn wrestled her roommate over onto her back. When she had the older woman beneath her again, the younger slut sat on Beverly's face. She laughed to the feel of the older woman's nose, pressing deep into the crack of her fabulous ass.
"Now, you little whore," Lynn said, her voice thick with triumph. "Suck the shit out of my ass-hole. And you better do a damn good job of it, too!" Lynn grinded her body down onto the squirming woman's face.
Lynn felt Beverly's finger clawing at her waist, but the young woman had no intention of moving until she got her way. Instead, the sexy secretary bore down even more heavily, choking off Beverly's air supply.
Finally, Lynn felt Beverly's tongue worming its way into the deep hole of her ass. The older woman's mouth did wonderfully obscene things to her young friend's ass, and Lynn soon felt her own orgasm erupting deep within her sweating belly.
As Beverly's mouth filled with the overflowing juices of Lynn's cunt, the older woman felt taut, sucking lips back on her own pussy. Her body racked with orgasmic spasms, Lynn dived back down between her friend's legs.
The large bed creaked loudly as each girl ate out the other's sopping wet cunt. In the sixty-nine position, the two women's mouths worked to bring a mutual orgasm to their oozing pussies. Together, Lynn and Beverly skyrocketed to a satisfying climax.
As the last lusting thrills echoed through their bodies, Lynn rolled off her friend's prone figure. Freed from horny anxiousness, both women laughed loudly. The two women had enjoyed their little game to the very fullest.
Finally catching her breath, Beverly climbed out of bed. She could still feel the wetness of her beautiful young roommate's mouth between her long, graceful legs.
"Don't you want to play any more?" Lynn asked, her lips curled up into a pretty pout.
"Listen, love," Beverly replied, patting her friend's fat tit. "Just because you used those big boobs of yours to get a day off doesn't mean I haven't got a full day ahead of me. If I don't finish that article by this afternoon, you're going to have to pay next month's rent all by your lonesome."
"Can I help?" Lynn asked, reaching for one of Beverly's breasts to play with.
"I think you've done enough for one morning," Beverly replied, scampering out of the room.
Lynn was disappointed. If she had her way, she would have spent die entire morning chewing on Beverly's wonderful twat. But the young woman knew her roommate was intent on doing some work, and there just wasn't anything she could do about it.
Listening to the shower running, Lynn settled back into the soft bed. Closing her eyes, die young secretary's mind quickly filled with the image of her boss' big, fat cock. As she thought about Dave Talbert's strong prick, Lynn's fingers crept between her sweaty legs. Before she knew it, her fingers were pumping in and out of her hot, dripping wet pussy.
"That's it, baby. Chew my clit nice and hard," Lynn murmured, making believe her boss' mouth was working between her legs.
Lynn dug her sharp fingernails into the hardness of her clitoris, imagining it was Dave's teeth sending shivers of pain and pleasure up and down her spine. Arching her ass off the bed, Lynn pushed her long finger into the deepest regions of her cavernous cunt.
As her index finger fucked in and out of her hairy cunt, Lynn rolled over onto her side and shoved her thin thumb up into the tight hole of her ass. For the second time that morning the young secretary felt her juices coming to a boil. A thin membrane separated the hollow of her ass and her pussy, and Lynn could almost feel her two fingers touching each other.
With her free hand, Lynn began to fondle her fat tits. She rubbed her palm against the swollen tips of her breasts, delighting to the expert touch of her imagined lover. Cupping the heavy flesh of her boob, Lynn pushed the stiffened nipple of her right breast up towards her mouth.
Bending her neck painfully, Lynn wrapped her warm lips around the hard nub of flesh. As spit dribbled from the corners of her mouth, the young woman nursed the sensitive nipple. And as her mouth sucked, Lynn's fingers milked the huge breast.
Her shower finished, Beverly stepped out of the tub, droplets of water covering her smooth skin. But the beautiful woman couldn't find a towel in the steaming bathroom. Swinging her hips happily, Beverly sauntered into the adjoining bedroom. The sounds of Lynn's groans attracted her attention immediately.
Just the sight of the beautiful girl on the bed sent new chills through Beverly's wet body. Without a moments hesitation, the older woman climbed back onto the bed, next to the thrashing figure of her wonderful roommate.
"You look like you could use a little help," Beverly said, crawling between the girl's twisted legs.
Lynn, caught up in the throes of her orgasm, silently thanked her friend with tear-filled eyes. Beverly's sucking lips soon brought the younger girl to the very heights of a magnificent climax.
When Lynn was able to regain control of herself, she tried to return the favor, but Beverly pulled away. Licking the sexy bitch's cunt juice from her lips, Bev quickly hopped out of the bed.
"Oh, no, you little vixen," Beverly scolded. "If I let you get that mouth of yours onto my cunt, the whole fuckin' morning will be shot to shit. And like I said, I've got to get that bitchin' article finished by today."
"Spoil sport," Lynn pouted, her frown slowly turning into a warm smile. "Thanks for the help, sweetheart."
"It was my pleasure," Beverly replied. "After all, what are roommates for, anyway? Since you've got nothing better to do than sit around fingerfucking yourself, how about fixing us some breakfast?"
"Sure," Lynn answered. "Just let me grab a quick shower."
Lynn jumped out of the bed, right into her friend's arms. Pressing her heavy tits against Bev's, the young woman gave her roommate a deliciously hot kiss, pushing her long tongue down into the other woman's wonderfully steaming mouth. The two stunning females kissed for a very long time, rubbing their fat mammaries together. Finally pulling apart, Lynn wiggled her ass towards the bathroom, and a nice sizzling shower.
"Thanks again," Lynn said, smiling over her shoulder as she disappeared through the doorway.
Beverly was very pleased with herself. Humming softly, the beautiful woman made her way to the dresser across the room. She enjoyed the feel of the thick carpet between her toes. Opening the top drawer of her dresser, Beverly pulled a black, loose-fitting sweater out and tossed it onto the still-damp bed. Opening another drawer, she withdrew a pair of nice, tight-fitting jeans.
Still humming, Beverly climbed into the denim pants, thrilling to the way they cupped the cheeks of her sexy ass. The crotch material felt pleasantly rough as it dug into the folds of her pussy. Pulling the sweater over her head, the thin wool excited her nipples, and she wondered whether she should have let Lynn suck her tits off a little.
"Dirty old lady," Beverly said out loud, pushing the thoughts of Lynn's wonderful mouth out of her mind.
Quickly running a comb through her exquisite hair, Beverly skipped out of the room. It was a glorious day, and she was feeling absolutely dazzling. Sitting down at her typewriter, the beautiful writer checked her notes for a while, then began to type away happily.
Lynn was feeling just as wonderful. Leaving a trail of wet footprints, the young woman strode back into the bedroom. Grabbing a fluffy towel, she patted the water from her warm skin. Drying her hair, the young secretary toyed with the idea of remaining nude. But she decided against it. Beverly was really trying to get her work done, and it wouldn't be fair to put that much temptation before her eyes.
By coincidence, Lynn had chosen the very same outfit as her roommate, jeans and a loose-sitting, black sweater. When she rambled into the other room, both women laughed at the coincidence.
"Well, look at us," Lynn said, placing her fisted hands on her hips. "We look like the fuckin' Bobbsy Twins."
"Enough of your idle chatter, woman," Beverly said with mock seriousness. "Get thee to the kitchen!"
"Yes, Your Highness," Lynn replied, curtseying outlandishly. "This very minute, My Lady," she added, turning towards the kitchen.
Beverly grabbed a pencil from the side of the typewriter and threw it at her joking friend. It bounced off of Lynn's rounded ass bringing new peels of laughter from the happy women.
Dressed the same way, it was easy to compare the two women. Though Beverly was a good fifteen years older than her twenty-three-year-old friend, she still had an absolutely perfect body. Her tits sagged a tiny bit more, but they were actually bigger to start with. And no woman had a more perfectly rounded ass than Bev's.
Soon, the whole apartment was filled with the scrumptious smells of bacon and eggs. Lynn fixed extra large portions, knowing that after their little work-out that morning, Beverly was bound to be just as hungry as she was.
"Come on, sweetheart," Lynn called out. "Breakfast is ready."
Lynn didn't have to call out a second time. She had been right. Her sexy roommate was famished. In a split second, Beverly was standing right behind the lusty cook, rubbing her palm against one of Lynn's firm ass-cheeks.
"Hmmm..." Beverly moaned. "Looks delicious."
"The eggs or my ass?" Lynn teased, enjoying the strong touch of her roommate's massaging fingers.
"Both!" Bev replied, giving the juicy meat a final pat and sitting down at the already set table.
Holding the hot fry pan and a spatula, Lynn carefully made her way to the table. As she leaned over Beverly's plate, the older woman couldn't refrain from giving her roommate's exquisite, braless tits a squeeze.
"God damn it!" Lynn screamed. "I'm going to drop this whole fuckin' thing if you don't cut that out."
"Well, if it isn't Harriet Housewife," Beverly laughed. "Someday, my dear, you're going to make some man a wonderful wife."
"And someday," Lynn said, joining in on the joke, "you're going to make some lucky woman a wonderful husband."
"Darling," the older woman replied, "I take that as a compliment!"
CHAPTER NINE
That Sunday, Lynn and Beverly decided to give their apartment a good cleaning. It had been a while since they really went over the place, and it was getting absolutely necessary. They both hated the very thought of it, but it had to be done.
After an exciting morning of sucking each other off, they finally climbed out of bed and got into their best house cleaning clothes. Whenever they had to clean, both women always wore the same thing, the smallest pair of bikini panties they owned. The tiny garments gave them all the benefits of working nude, and kept the dirt out of their cunts.
When the phone rang at three o'clock, most of the cleaning had been finished, and both women were exhausted. Beverly was closest, so she answered the call.
"Is Lynn at home?" a deep, throaty woman's voice asked.
"Just a minute," Beverly replied. Then, holding her hand over the mouthpiece, she whispered, "Lynn, baby, there's some sexy sounding bitch asking for you." Handing the phone over to her roommate, Beverly added, "She sounds really groovy. Where have you been keeping her stashed away?"
Frowning at her teasing friend, Lynn took the phone. After just one word, Lynn knew who the caller was. Ginny Roberts, her boss' fianc', had the kind of voice you just couldn't forget.
"Hi, Ginny," Lynn answered brightly. "How are you?"
"Fine, darling. Just fine," she purred. "Let me tell you why I called. I'm throwing a little party tonight, sort of an engagement party for Dave and me, and I was hoping you could make it. I've invited some very groovy people, and it'll be one hell of a bash, I can promise you that. How about it?"
"Sounds great," Lynn replied. "What time shall I be there?"
"Make it about ten. Okay?"
"I'll be there," Lynn said eagerly. "Oh, by the way," she added, "is it all right if I bring my roommate?"
"That's a silly question," Ginny answered. "I'll see you both about ten. Bye."
When Lynn hung up the receiver, she looked like the cat that swallowed the canary. Their hard day's work was going to be well rewarded, she thought.
"Well, come on," Beverly urged. "Tell me what gives."
"That was my boss' fianc', the one with that delicious cunt I was telling you about. Well, she's invited us to a party tonight, over at her place. And if I know Ginny," she added, "that party is going to be the bitch of the year!"
Beverly's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. The thirty-eight-year-old woman was really horny, and a wild group scene as just what she needed. The idea of having all the cocks and cunts she could handle made her head whirl with excitement.
"We don't have to be there until ten," Lynn continued, waking Beverly out of her daydreams. "So let's finish up this fuckin' cleaning."
In another hour, the apartment was spotless. The expectant excitement removed all traces of their exhaustion, and they had a nice long time to get ready for the night's activities. Both women's cunts were quivering at the very thought of that evening's entertainment.
Lynn and Beverly took quick showers to wash away the dirt and grit from their skin. There would be time for more luxurious bathes later on. As the older woman began to prepare dinner, Lynn reached for the phone. She had a date to break.
"Listen Mark," Lynn said. "I'm going to have to stand you up tonight. Something else came up."
"But Lynn," the young man replied, his disappointment very obvious. "I've got two tickets for a show, and I thought we could have a nice dinner at that..."
"I said I'll be busy," Lynn interrupted. "And that's final."
The young woman slammed down the receiver without so much as a good-bye. Mark Howard meant absolutely nothing to her, and as far as she was concerned, he could shove those theater tickets up his fuckin' ass'. Ginny Roberts' party was a lot more important than the young man's feelings.
The two women rushed through dinner, and by the time they were finished, it was still only six o'clock. That left them a good three and a half hours to get ready.
Beverly was the first one into the bath. She filled the steaming water with expensive perfumes and bath salts. The beautiful woman spent a good deal of time scrubbing her cunt and ass-hole nice and clean. When she was done down there, her tits got a little special attention, too. She scrubbed her hair thoroughly, then just let the hot water relax ah her muscles.
While Beverly was busy unwinding in the tub, Lynn was digging through her clothes closet, trying to pick out just the right gown to wear that night. Marking the choice wasn't easy. The young woman wanted all those hard pricks to really stand on end when she walked into the room. And that required just the right dress.
After a good deal of consideration. Lynn finally decided on a pure black, floor-length gown made from the sheerest nylon. The diaphanous material was almost transparent, and the woman didn't intend to wear a stitch of clothing beneath it.
Except for her hands and face, every inch of Lynn's voluptuous body would be covered with the filmy black material, and she knew the effect would be devastating. Her tallest, black pumps would add another four inches to her statuesque frame.
Taking the garment from her closet, Lynn marveled at how finely spun the thread was. The incredible dress seemed weightless in her hand. With every movement, the wispy material would cling to her skin, outlining the goddess-like curves of her stunning body. The gown was new, and this would be the first time she wore it. Even Beverly hadn't seen the unbelievable garment.
Lynn was getting impatient for a chance to use the bathroom. Her roommate had been in there for a good hour, and Lynn was getting annoyed. Marching over to the bathroom door, she let herself in. But the sight of Beverly's tranquil figure relaxing in the sweet-smelling water cooled Lynn's temper.
"It's getting late, darling," Lynn said softly, grabbing a big towel and holding it open for the beautiful woman. "I'd like a little time to relax also."
"I'm sorry, love," Beverly apologized. "The water felt so marvelous, I just didn't feel the time go by."
Beverly stepped from the tub, and snuggled into the towel Lynn was holding open for her. The younger girl pressed the soft, fluffy terry cloth against her roommate's wonderfully supple skin, patting the beads of water from every fabulous curve. Dropping to her knees, Lynn carefully dried Bev's ass and cunt hole. When she was done, the young woman pressed her lips to the sweet-smelling pussy.
"Have you decided what you're going to wear?" Beverly asked, helping her roommate to her feet.
"I sure have," Lynn replied happily. "Come take a look."
As the two women sauntered into the bedroom, the water drained out of the tub. The exotic aroma of Beverly's expensive perfume filled the air as Lynn showed off her gown. The older woman had never seen anything as stunning as her roommate's gown.
"I'm going to have one hell of a time picking out a dress now," Beverly pouted good-naturedly. "With you in that dress, nobody will bother to look at me, that's for sure!"
But both women knew better. With Beverly's tits, she wouldn't have a bit of trouble getting all the hot cocks she wanted. Lynn gave Bev's ass an affectionate squeeze as she headed for her bath.
Beverly's closet was full of scrumptiously sexy gowns, and the beautiful woman looked great in every one of them. After checking out each dress carefully, the sexy woman decided against all of them. This was the night to wear something really wild, and the new hot-pants outfit she had just bought fit the bill.
The outfit was still in its box from the boutique, and Beverly had put it on the shelf above her dresses. Stretching as far as she could, the naked woman finally got hold of the box. Getting it down, the cardboard slipped from her fingers, and the box fell to the floor, spilling the contents at her feet.
As Beverly reached down to pick up the outfit, she congratulated herself on the choice. The outfit was even sexier than she had remembered. The garments were made from the thinnest, softest leather possible. The pants were hardly more than the lower half of a bikini, and Beverly knew most of her marvelous ass would hang out the bottom.
The top of the outfit was a short jacket, its hem just reaching below her breasts. The pliant, paper-thin leather stretched taut over Beverly's straining tits, locked closed by a large brass buckle. The jacket was cut to show off the woman's massive tits. Sheer stockings and high heeled, over-the-knee boots completed the obscene costume.
Beverly ran her fingers over the smooth, sensual leather, enjoying the cool feel of the erotic material. It was still a little too early to get dressed, but the woman couldn't hold herself back. Quickly slipping into her pantyhose, Beverly stepped into the shameless pants.
Just sliding the leather garment along the smooth flesh of her legs and thighs sent a lusty, tingling sensation up and down her spine. Tightening the built-in belt around her waist, Beverly could feel the thin leather biting into the fat lips of her cunt. The sensual leather caressed her beautiful ass. In the mirror, she could clearly see the deep crack between cheeks, and she was pleased.
Still allowing her huge tits to swing free, Beverly took hold of the shiny black boots. The stiff leather embraced her legs tightly, adding to the exciting feeling of lust.
Finally, it was time for the jacket. This was the most wonderful garment of all. Sucking her breath in as best she could, Beverly was able to close the front buckle. Slowly letting out the air in her lungs forced her tremendous tits upwards. Wearing the jacket would take some getting used to, but the effect was well worth it. Standing before the mirror, Bev stared at the wanton whore in the glass.
"Holy shit," Lynn said, stepping into the room, a large towel wrapped around her tiny waist. "That's some fuckin' outfit."
Beverly pirouetted for her roommate's approval. She enjoyed showing off her wild costume. Stopping, she spread her legs and placed her fisted hands on her hips.
"Well, what do you think?" the beautiful woman asked. "Do you think I'll be able to catch myself some nice hard meat dressed like this?"
"Dressed like that, darling," Lynn answered, moving closer and closer to the beautiful woman, "you're going to catch all the meat at that party tonight."
Lynn couldn't resist running the tips of her fingers over the taut leather jacket. The young woman could feel Beverly's blood pulsing through the heavy meat of her confined boobs. The heat of Bev's body radiated through the thin, black leather.
"You're missing one thing," the young woman said, pressing her lips to the top of Beverly's right breast.
"What is it, sweetheart," the older woman asked, as her fingers played in Lynn's long, damp hair.
"Hold on," Lynn said, pulling her face out of the deep valley between Beverly's outthrust tits. "I'll get them."
The older woman watched Lynn scurry over to the dresser under the window, and open the top drawer. A smile curled the corners of Beverly's lips as she saw what the young woman had gone to fetch. In Lynn's hand, she held the longest, sexiest pair of black leather gloves that her roommate had ever seen.
Lynn was absolutely right. Those gloves were just what was needed to make the entire outfit complete. The young woman held them out to her sexy friend.
"Here, darling," Lynn said, "put these on."
Just watching Beverly pull the leather gloves up over her graceful arms was enough to make Lynn's cunt quiver excitedly. Even before the older woman was finished, she felt her roommate's fingers massaging one of the fat cheeks of her ass.
As she smiled into Beverly's eyes, Lynn's hand reached out and undid the heavy buckle locking the woman's jacket closed. The exciting bitch's tits burst from their leather prison, shaking wildly in the cool, still air.
The leather was hot, and Beverly's boobs were covered with sweat. As she leaned forward, Lynn inhaled the musky scent of her beautiful roommate's thrilling flesh.
"We don't have to leave for another two hours," Lynn said, wrapping her warm lips around the hardness of Beverly's nipple.
CHAPTER TEN
Over their obscene costumes, Lynn and her sexy roommate wore luxurious fur coats. It was warm enough for them to wear something lighter, but both women loved the soft, sensual feel of the fur caressing their nearly naked bodies.
Finding a cab was no problem, and the wild-looking ladies were soon on their way down to Ginny Roberts' West Village loft. The air inside the cab was permeated with the strongly sexual scents of Lynn and Beverly's perfumed skin. As the cab sped along, the two women chatted aimlessly. Lynn filled her friend in on some of the details about Dave Talbert and his marvelous fianc'.
The two passengers were talking in hushed tones, knowing the partition between them and the driver would make it impossible for him to hear their private conversation. After a few blocks, Lynn's eyes motioned to the driver's rear view mirror. Beverly followed her roommate's glance. The cabbie was spying on them through his mirror.
"I hope we're dressed properly," Beverly said very loudly, unbuttoning the front of her coat.
Bev spoke loud enough to get the driver's attention. Sitting a a red light, his eyes were glued to the mirror on the windshield. The old man watched as the swollen melons of Beverly's tits came into view. When she pulled back the folds of her coat, she thought he was going to faint.
"So do I," Lynn announced, as she too undid the front of the sexy fur.
Both women worked hard to hold back howls of laughter as the old man's eyes widened with disbelief. Even in the semidarkness of the cab, Lynn's stunning tits were clearly visible. All around the taxi, angry car horns beeped, but the amazed cabbie couldn't tear his eyes off the sights in the back seat of his taxi.
"The light's changed," Beverly said, leaning towards the front seat. "Don't you think we ought to be going?" she asked, her voice deep and throaty.
"Yeah, yeah, lady. Right away," the old man stammered, his withered cock feeling new life throbbing between his legs.
Lynn was sure the old bastard was going to crack the cab up. His eyes focused on the rear view mirror, he hardly glanced at the street in front of him. Reading his name off the license, the young bitch spoke up again.
"Do you have a light, Herman?" she asked, holding an unlit cigarette between her long, tapered fingers.
"Sure, lady, sure!" Herman replied, eagerly searching for a pack of matches. "Here you go," he said, passing the book through the small opening in the glass partition.
"Aren't you going to light it for me?" Lynn asked innocently, trying her damnest out to break out laughing.
At the corner, the yellow cab stopped at another red light, and the driver struck a match on the cover of the book. His fingers shaking violently, he held the match through the opening, waiting for Lynn to lean towards it.
The young bitch watched Herman's hand tremble. It was fun making the old bastard horny. While an amused smile spread across Beverly's full lips, Lynn leaned into the flame, very slowly.
When the match was only an inch away from the tip of the cigarette, the beautiful woman covered the old man's hand with her own. She raked her sharp fingernails across his dried, ancient skin, smiling into his wrinkled face as warmly as she could.
But Herman was looking at only one thing. Lynn's tits. The old man had never seen a pair of boobs as wonderfully big and firm as hers in his entire life. They sure looked a hell of a lot different then his wife's cow udders.
Once again, the air was filled with the loud honking of angry drivers. But Lynn took her time, enjoying the supreme mastery she felt over the wretched little man. The driver's aging eyes licked at the heavy meat of her breasts, and Lynn could see a tiny drop of spit in the corner of his watering mouth.
"I think you'd better go ahead, Herman dear," Lynn told him, dragging her tongue across her full lips wantonly.
Beverly could see they were nearing their destination, and she didn't like the idea of Lynn having all the fun. With the folds of her dress held open, and making sure the driver was looking in his rear view mirror, Beverly undid the big, brass buckle holding her leather jacket closed.
Beverly laughed out loud as she saw the man's entire body jump to the sight of her unleashed breasts. Her hysterical laughter made those ripe melons of hers dance in all directions. Her nipples hardened to the sudden cool of the night air drying her sweaty tits.
But Lynn had no intention of being outdone by her roommate. With only a few more blocks to go, she reached over and took hold of one of the massive tits. Licking her lips like a slut, she lowered her mouth down onto the hardening nipple of her friend's right boob. Lynn's hungry lips filled the cab with wet, slurping sounds.
The cab screeched to a halt in front of Ginny Roberts' building. Their convulsing laughter ridiculing the broken down old man, Lynn and Beverly quickly rearranged their clothing. Tossing some bills through the opening in the glass partition, the two women climbed out into the street. The cab, and Herman sped away into the darkness of the cool night.
"I'll bet that old bastard really gives his old lady a hell of a good fucking tonight," Lynn snickered.
"Tonight?" Beverly asked, wiping the joyful tears from her eyes. "That old ass-hole won't make it till tonight. I'll bet you he's parked on some dark side street right now, jerking himself off."
But as they stepped into the modern lobby of the loft building, all thoughts of Herman and his cab faded from their minds. Above them in one of those expensive, cavernous garrets, a room full of cocks and cunts waited to be sucked and fucked, licked and eaten.
Stepping over to the intercom, Lynn pressed the button marked G. ROBERTS. The two women smiled as they waited for the reply. After a long delay, the din of a riotous party overflowed from the small intercom. An unrecognizable voice struggled to be heard above the noise.
"What's the secret word?" the drunken voice asked.
"We're friends of Ginny's," Lynn replied.
"Ginny! Ginny! Ginny!" he repeated happily. "That's the secret word. Enter!"
With that, a loud buzzing sound unlocked the building's front door. Without hesitating, the two women pushed their way into the inner lobby, and made for the elevator. It was a few minutes past ten as Lynn and Beverly stepped into the elevator. Soft, nondescript music played as they rose to the fifth floor.
"Sounds like one hell of a party," Beverly said, stepping out of the elevator into a tiny anteroom.
Lynn followed, her body responding to the blaring music and loud voices coming from the small room's only door. The young woman slipped out of her coat. She didn't want to spoil the impact of her incredible gown. Beverly did the same.
Standing before the door to Ginny's loft, both women looked more exquisite than they ever had before. Lynn, a wonderfully naked goddess floating in a soft, black mist. Beverly, a wanton mistress, her stunning body encased in black leather.
Lynn brought her finger to the doorbell, and pushed it. Almost immediately, the tiny anteroom was flooded with the sounds of pulsing, throbbing acid rock. The sudden barrage of sound was almost blinding, and it took the two women a moment to regain control of themselves.
And in that small moment, the whirling, crashing, soaring sights and sounds swallowed Lynn and Beverly. The women felt their coats being taken from them as brightly colored lights flashed in their eyes. Thousands of eyes stared at the fullness of their beautiful bodies. Thunderous music still echoed off the high walls and ceiling, yet the crowd had become strangely quiet.
The thin tip of a crudely rolled cigarette was pressed into Lynn's mouth, as she watched Beverly being led off into the crowd by a very handsome man, and a superbly beautiful woman. Each of them was holding one of the older woman's exquisite ass-cheeks. Lynn sucked on the grass hungrily, filling her lungs with the sweet, strong smoke.
A tremendously big-titted woman dressed in a pair of black bikini panties wrapped her naked arms around Lynn's, and slowly pulled the young woman into the very heart of the party. The room was incredibly large, and in its center, a live rock band played the most incredible music Lynn had ever heard.
Still taking lung-filling pulls of the pot, Lynn felt the beautiful woman on her arm sliding down onto some large comfortable pillows strewn across the floor. For the first time, the young secretary had a real chance to look at the girl with the largest pair of breasts she had ever seen.
The woman looked about thirty, with wonderfully fine-spun brown hair cascading down her lovely shoulders. The woman's face was angelic, untouched by the filthy world around her. Her tiny waist emphasized the utter bigness of those unbelievable boobs. The woman had a delicate ass, flaring out to excitingly full hips. Her long, graceful legs tapered down to slender ankles.
But above and beyond everything else were her tits. Her fingers trembling, Lynn wrapped both hands around one of the incredible woman's breasts. Her hard nipples looked the size of large walnuts.
"My name is Helena," the fat-titted woman said, whispering into Lynn's bombarded ear.
As she spoke, the very tips of her boobs pressed against Lynn's arm, sending electrical shocks throughout the young secretary's wonderful body.
Helena's fingers plucked the crudely rolled cigarette from Lynn's lips. As she sucked on the pot, the younger woman was amazed to see her tits grow even larger. Pulling the massive hunk of meat towards her mouth, Lynn tried to sink that hard brown nipple into her mouth. But Helena stopped her.
"Not yet, darling," the brown-haired goddess said. "I'm not ready yet. Soon you will suck my tits, but not yet."
Lynn Wallen's mind swirled in confusion. Her lips hungered for Helena's hard nipples, yet she was not allowed to suck them. The strange woman hadn't made Lynn remove her hands, and for the moment, the young secretary's fingers enjoyed the hardness of the mammoth glands. Relaxing against the soft pillows, Lynn sucked on the thin stem of a hash pipe, which magically appeared between Helena's fingers.
Beverly Stone was thrilled by the exciting party. From the moment she walked into the expensive loft, probing, feeling hands thrilled every inch of her scintillating flesh. And now, as the beautiful couple led her through the main room and into one of the small side rooms, Beverly was really starting to groove.
The room was bare except for a huge bed, and a night table. Candles lit the room, casting wild shadows on the strangely painted walls. As they walked into the private room, Beverly's ass had been well massaged by her two hosts.
"I think we're being very unfair to the other guests, Marni," the handsome guy told his beautiful girl friend. "This young lady is the most stunning woman in the whole place, and here we've greedily stashed her away for our own enjoyment."
"You're absolutely right, Eric," Marni agreed, stroking her hands over the straining leather of Bev's jacket. "But she's just so delightfully beautiful. After all, who could blame us?"
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Beverly enjoyed the compliments shamelessly. She also enjoyed the feel of
Marni's experienced fingers on her confined tits. Crossing her legs gracefully, the thirty-eight-year-old bitch watched Eric fill his hash pipe.
"What's your name, you beautiful creature?" Marni asked, her fingers massaging the soft skin on Beverly's muscular belly.
"Beverly's my name, dear," the relaxing woman replied. "Why don't you push that hand of yours down a little lower," she added, humping her cunt up towards Marni's strong hand.
Eric lit the pipe and took a deep pull of it. Holding his breath, he passed the small, metal tubing to Beverly. Drawing in a great lungful of harsh smoke, she too held her breath just as long as possible. The longer hash smoke stays down, the higher you get. For the first time, Beverly really got a good look at her hosts.
Eric was tall and damn handsome. He was wearing an evening dress suit which was obviously very expensive. The strong features of his face were darkly tanned. Streaks of silver gray shone through his long, black hair.
Marni was Eric's perfect mate. like him, the woman was dressed in rather expensive clothes. Her gold lame gown was beautifully hand tailored. Again like her partner, Marni's tan as deep and luxurious. The silver in her auburn hair shimmered in the candle light.
Eric sat on one side of Beverly, and Marni sat on the other. The three adults relaxed on the side of the bed getting smashed out of their minds. Bev's hosts were teasing themselves with the woman's tits. They knew they could have them any time they wanted, yet they didn't undo the buckle holding her jacket closed. Before very long, Bev's leather top was damp from their many adorning kisses.
"I hope you like to fuck big cocks," Marni whispered in Beverly's ear, as her fingers found their way into the tight leather hot pants.
There was something very weird about Marni and Eric, and the bizarre atmosphere surrounding them turned Beverly on even more. The woman's expert fingers did wonderfully obscene things to the leather-clad bitch's pussy.
While Marni still worshiped Beverly's body, Eric stood up. Out of the corner of her eye, the free-lance writer watched the man undoing the belt of his pants. Tossing his expensive jacket into the corner, he quickly stripped off his pants.
Beverly's eyes widened when she saw the size of his underwear-covered cock. Know she understood what Marni meant by digging big cocks. The horny woman caught her breath as she watched him pull off the last small garment.
Beverly had never seen a shaft of meat quite like Eric's. She had fucked plenty of fat pricks in her time, but nothing could compare with the weapon standing out from between his legs. The swollen head looked the size of a baseball. Even in the dim light of the candle lit room, Beverly could see it glowing with red-hot lust.
"Isn't he just beautiful?" Marni asked, pushing her long tongue into Beverly's ear.
The thirty-eight-year-old bitch didn't know what to say as she watched the handsome man coming towards her. His fingers were wrapped around the monstrous cock like a club. Beverly estimated that the lethal-looking tool was a good ten inches long.
"I just love running my tongue all over that wild thing," Marni said, undoing Bev's pants. "But my cunt's just too small to take it in. After twelve years of marriage, I've never once fucked my husband."
Beverly was shocked by the woman's words, but she could certainly understand what she was talking about. Even with her own experienced cunt, Bev didn't know how the hell she would fit that horse prick into her belly. But with Marni's help she was sure as hell going to try. Before she knew it, Eric's loving wife had taken Beverly's pants off, and rolled down the top of her sheer pantyhose.
"Come on, darling," Marni cooed, grabbing hold of her husband's prick with her free hand. "This little whore has a nice wet cunt for you to fuck." And she dragged the head of Eric's prick between Beverly's legs.
Lying back on the comfortable bed, her tits still pinched by the tightness of her leather top, Beverly felt Eric's wife rubbing his prickhead against her quivering clit. Pressing against the entrance to her cunt, that massive pole of flesh felt even bigger than it looked.
Tremors of fear raced through Beverly's body as she imagined the harm a cock that size could do to her sensitive cunt. But the full, lusting effect of the hash was dulling her senses. The sexy tramp watched as Marni's face joined her husband's prick between Bev's legs. The horny woman thrilled to the soft, wet touch of the loving wife's tongue getting her ready for the assault.
Marni was a busy woman. With one hand, she stroked her husband's shaft to even greater strength. The other was busy finger fucking Beverly's wet hole. And to top it off, Marni's tongue lashed the burning head of Eric's cock and the throbbing clit horny for action.
Feeling the man's shaft being positioned at the mouth of her cunt, Beverly's gloved fingers dug into the dampened mattress beneath her. Sudden fear made the woman's body try and squirm out of the path of the monstrous cock, but Eric's strong hands clamped down on her thrashing hips. Beverly's entire body felt the throbbing readiness of the club-like tool.
Marni suddenly jumped up from between Beverly's legs and attacked the woman's imprisoned tits. Tearing at the brass buckle, the insane woman soon had Beverly's tits free. The heavy globes burst from their leather jail, shaking violently.
"Look! Look!" Marni screamed, tearing at the sweat-coated flesh of Beverly's liberated breasts. "Look at this whore's fat tits!"
Watching his wife rape the beautiful hunks of meat, Eric's face turned ashen with lust. Violent spasms rocked his body, shooting his powerful hips forward.
Beverly shrieked as she felt the massive shaft of hard flesh plow into her tight cunt. She felt her tortured pussy lips strain to fit around the blood-filled column. Her body was slammed into the bed as the pillar of lust pounded her hairy twat.
At the sound of Beverly's piercing screams, Marni went berserk. The insane woman dug her sharply pointed teeth into the softly yielding flesh of Bev's massive breasts.
But at some unknown point, Beverly's shrieks of pain turned into screams of pleasure. Once the deep cavern of her quivering cunt had gotten used to the size of the man's rod, unimaginable ecstasy filled Beverly's heaving body. Her cunt lurched up to meet each new thrust of Eric's pounding cock.
In the swirling madness of her clouded mind, Beverly Stone knew she was being fucked for the very first time!
In the main room, Lynn Wallen lay in a drugged stupor, her eyes focused on the delirious movement surrounding her. Everywhere she turned, frenzied bodies melted into each other. Hands tore away her gown, exposing flesh to be sucked and touched and fucked. Helena's tongue lashed the inner walls of her cunt as the woman laid between Lynn's sweating legs.
As the musicians played, hungry women swarmed over their young, hard bodies. In a distant corner of the room, Lynn could hear the joyous screams of a woman being fucked by four raging cocks. She could see men having their ass-holes stuffed by other men, while women sucked their pricks.
And then, Lynn's view was blocked by the massive flesh of Helena's breasts. A hard nipple was pressed to her lips, and the young woman's lips gratefully wrapped around the taut nub.
"My breasts are yours," Lynn heard Helena's voice echo in her mind. "Suck them, my darling. Suck my tits."
The hard flesh quivered to the feel of Lynn's adoring mouth. Incredibly, the swollen nipple became even larger as Helena's fingers massaged the heavy globe hanging into Lynn's mouth.
And as she sucked, Lynn felt her tongue tingling with wonderful warmth and sweetness. The drugged woman sucked even harder, her mouth filling with the thick cream of Helena's delicious milk. The young woman had never tasted anything so mellifluous.
"Yes, my beautiful child," Helena said, the very tips of her fingers soothing Lynn's sucking mouth.
Hours later, amid a sea of thrashing, moaning bodies, Lynn felt a leather-gloved hand softly touch her arm. Opening her eyes, the young woman saw Beverly kneeling beside her. The music had stopped, and the room was filled with the rasp of labored breathing.
In the passing hours, Beverly had lost all her clothing, except for her roommate's long, exciting leather gloves. The older woman's body was covered with the remains of long hours spent fucking. A warm, satisfied smile played across her beautiful lips.
Lynn's gown was little more than tattered rags hanging from her exhausted body. Helena was gone, but the taste of her delicious milk lingered in the young woman's mouth.
No words passed between the two friends. Lynn held her arms open, and Beverly crawled into them. Their lips touched softly as they kissed. In the thick, drugged air, the two roommates fell asleep in each other's arms.
Lynn was the first to awaken. Beverly's gently sleeping face pressed against the younger woman's warm breast. Lynn Wallen didn't know how much time had passed. Apart from a few orgasmic groans, the large room was still. Shadows moved in the distance. Searching in the darkness, Lynn found a hash pipe with some of the strong drug still unsmoked.
Finally locating a match, Lynn fit the tiny pipe. In another moment, her pained lungs filled with the harsh smoke. The young woman found it a little difficult to hold the smoke down, but she succeeded. In a very short amount of time, Lynn began to feel the marvelously numbing affects of the drug taken control of her mind.
By this time, Beverly had also opened her eyes. Smiling weakly, she took the hash pipe in her own hand, and brought it to her lips. The first pull made the beautiful woman choke, but after that, she was able to take the smoke into her lungs.
Squinting a bit, Lynn could see a sliver of light slipping from under a door off to the side. Taking her friend's hand, the young secretary led Beverly to the source of light.
The door led to another, smaller room. Inside, about ten people sat in a semicircle surrounding the thrashing bodies of two women. One was a stunning black girl with long, graceful legs, and a magnificent pair of breasts. The other woman was Ginny Roberts.
Fascinated by the couple's beautiful lovemaking, the entire room was silent. Sitting down on the floor, Lynn and Beverly joined the group.
"Isn't she beautiful," a masculine voice said softly.
Lynn quickly turned to see the smiling face of her boss, Dave Talbert. His arm was draped around Beverly's shoulders, and his fingers were gently caressing her hardened nipples. The older woman seemed fascinated by the sight before her eyes, and she hardly noticed the man's strong fingers.
Lynn pressed her lips to the man's handsome face. Her tongue pushed its way into the heart of his mouth, licking at his sharp teeth. The young woman loved the feel of his strong, hairy chest rubbing against her hard-nippled tits.
"I'm glad you could make it," the man told his secretary.
Just the sound of Dave's voice sent shivers of lust racing through the young woman's blood. Pulling his hand from Beverly's boob, the handsome bastard rose to his feet. And Lynn rose with him. As he wrapped her in his arms, the young woman's hairy cunt pressed against Dave's hard prick.
"Let's fuck," the young woman said.
Walking to the door, Lynn saw Beverly crawling towards Ginny and her beautiful black lover.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Three weeks had passed since that wonderful orgy, but Beverly could still feel the effects of Eric's monstrous prick on the walls of her well-fucked pussy. The sexy woman had taken Marni and Eric's phone number before the party was over, but she still hadn't gotten up the nerve to call. The number was written on a small slip of paper, and Beverly was staring at it when Lynn came home from work.
"Hello, darling," Lynn said, giving her loving roommate a big, lusty kiss. "How was your day?"
"Okay, I guess. Didn't get much work done, though," the free-lance writer answered, sounding a bit depressed.
Lynn saw that Beverly was in one of her moods, and knew there just wasn't anything she could do about it. But the young secretary was sure her friend would be feeling better pretty quickly. Bev was never too uptight for very long. Slipping off her coat, the young woman began looking through the mail she had just taken out of their mailbox.
"Anything for me?" Beverly asked.
"Just a few bills, it looks-likes," Lynn answered. "Wait a minute; here's something addressed to both of us."
Lynn's sharp fingernails tore the top of the envelope open. Her long fingers pulled some sort of invitation out. As she read the engraved card, a broad smile crossed her lips.
"Who's it from?" Beverly asked.
Lynn handed the woman the announcement. It was an invitation to Dave and Ginny's wedding. The card immediately brought Beverly out of her mood. Both women laughed loudly as they recalled the party three weeks before.
"This is one fuckin' wedding you can be sure I'll attend," Beverly said.
"After the engagement party, can you imagine what the reception is going to be like?" she asked.
With a look of delight in her eyes, Beverly ran from the room. Lynn didn't know what her roommate was up to, but she was glad Beverly was feeling better.
"I don't know what you're going to wear," the beautiful woman called out from the bedroom. "But I've got my clothes picked out already!"
When Beverly stepped back into the living room, she was holding her leather jacket. The one with the big brass buckle in the front.
