"Simpkins Photodating," purred the lovely secretary as she answered the telephone of the matchmaking service where she worked. "Yes, we can fit you in any morning. Today would be fine," she continued. "The charge is fifty dollars for the initial visit and twenty per month each month that you want us to introduce you to different girls. What? My name? Well, I'll tell you, but I only work here, I don't date the customers, okay? My name's Loree."
Loree smiled as she hung up the phone and wondered why the men who called in-and some of the women, too always wanted to find out about her, wanted to take her out. Loree Lawrence was an uncommonly pretty girl, her golden blonde curls cascading sensuously over her soft, supple shoulders and dangling precipitously just over her lovely large-nippled breasts. She also had a charming, little-girl voice that sounded like a thousand tinkling bells and charmed anyone who called the prosperous photodating service. Loree had been working there for about four months now, and in that short time, she had seen the clientele of the business double mysteriously. How could she have known that it was her magnetic presence and beauty that brought in the hordes of new customers? She was just a happy girl doing her job and trying to do what she could about breaking the terribly unfair rule made by her boss, Mr. Simkins, that no employee of Simpkins Photo-dating could go out with a paying customer. Poor Loree could see the sense of such a rule, for if she were busy dating up the men who patronized Simpkins Photodating, it would leave the female customers out in the cold, lonely and frustrated. Loree was well aware of that, but some of the guys that walked in there were just too handsome to resist.
"Loree," called a voice that soon snapped the young fox out of her reverie, "I didn't get a chance to grab breakfast this morning. Will you take over the camera for me while I get something?"
"Sure Billy, no problem," replied Loree cheerfully to the staff photographer, Billy Williams as he dashed out the door, smiling his thanks to the gorgeous secretary. Loree often did the photography when Billy wasn't around. In fact, she wondered why Mr. Simkins even employed a full-time photographer. Taking pictures of the new clients was so easy that she could do it herself no problem. And besides, it didn't interfere with her normal duties, in addition to which, it was really fun.
Just then, her mind began to drift back to the first time she manned the camera for Billy. She remembered the incident clearly because it was the first time she had ever transgressed in her job, the first time she had gone to far with one of the customers. But she couldn't help herself, she recalled. Doug was so handsome and charming, and besides, he had the biggest cock she had ever seen....
It was June now, a full three months ago as Loree sat in her desk and began to relive the past. She remembered it all so vividly. It was a sunny morning and she was the only one in the office. Mr. Simpkins was away on his Hawaiian vacation and Billy was not in yet. It was a hot Los Angeles morning as she sat behind the desk and awaited her first appointment of the day. She was not even expecting what had just walked in the door-a devastatingly handsome man who made Loree swoon.
"Hi, I'm Doug Andrews," he said in a deep sexy voice. His dark brown curly hair and classically sculpted face as well as his tanned, lean body made Loree gasp.
"Oh, yes, you had a ten-thirty appointment," she managed to blurt out. "Please come this way," she continued.
As Loree got up from the chair, a low whistle escaped Doug's mouth as he caught the sight of Loree's voluptuous golden curves. She was the most fabulous looking creature he had ever seen. The high hemispheres of her breasts swelled beneath the skimpy cotton top she was wearing and her pointed nipples etched sharply in the shimmery cream colored fabric. He could not take his eyes off her fabulously jiggling buttocks as she walked into the photography studio portion of the office. Shit, Doug thought, she's the type that needs to be fucked senseless. Loree looked back at him seductively and he thought, It looks like she must be ready for a real session.
"Have a seat, please," she cooed as she motioned for Doug to take his place in the chair to be photographed. He walked toward her and their eyes never left one another. His lustful stare burned deep into her own, and such was the concentration that he reached out and unashamedly grasped at her breast and she recoiled in delight.
She swooned once more at the handsome man. Then, she walked over to the camera and tripped as one of the muscles in her legs gave suddenly, Doug jumped up, "are you all right?"
"Oh, sure. It's just these muscles of mine. They get so tense because I sit behind a desk all day long."
"What you need is a massage," he said. "Got any oil?"
"Uh ... sure," she replied, as she thought a massage would be a wonderful idea. After all, who would know? She was the only one in the office, and there wasn't another appointment scheduled until later that afternoon. She walked over to the cupboard and got a bottle of baby oil, which she immediately gave to Doug. Then, they sat down on the furry shag carpet, and Doug poured oil in his hands, working it into Loree's legs as she luxuraited in the contact with his warm, supple fingers. He ran his hands over the dainty arch of her feet, over the round calves, working the oil into one leg and then another. Loree sighed and bent one leg at the knee as it swayed rhythmically as he poured a little oil directly in her thighs and kneeded the smooth soft flesh there.
"Mmmmmm....that feels terrific," she sighed and stretched her arms above her head. The movement freed her breasts from the narrow tube top that she had on, and her red nipples pointed directly toward Doug as though begging for him to suck them with his mouth. She ground her hips into the carpet as his hands fluttered over the thighs under her full skirt and then came out from underneath the legs and settled on her swelling breasts.
"Magnificent," Doug muttered. "You've got the most gorgeous tits I've ever seen."
The young secretary swung the heavy globes from side to side for him to admire and giggled, "I'm glad you like them, Doug."
Loree was shocked at her reaction to his lustful attitude. Heretofore, she had always feigned shock whenever a man made so wanton a pass at her. But this was different. For the first time in her life, she found that she wanted to be with a man, wanted to be with Doug more than anything she had ever wanted before. She knew she wanted his dick inside her and she wanted it bad!
"Are you getting hot, honey," he asked her.
Her low moan of ecstasy was enough of an answer for him and he continued to slather oil on her firm round flesh, and then worked it into her nipples. He took each nipple in turn in both palms and rubbed and kneeded in a circular motion until they expanded almost half an inch in length. They grew like tiny cocks in the masturbating stroke of his palms. His own cock was straining in his pants and he reached down and eased it out.
Loree wiggled out of her brief bikini panties and untied her skirt like a naughty little child. Funny, that was just how she felt when she was a kid and she played doctor with her little friends, showing her tiny hairless cunt to them as they exposed themselves to her.
"Put some oil on me now, Loree," he said as he wriggled out of the last of his clothes.
Loree looked up and was amazed with the beauty of his rigid, hairy body. He was superb in every detail, from his huge, flexing pectorals to his enormous, dangling penis and testicles, nestled in a large tuft of curling black hair.
Loree's whole body felt as swollen and throbbing as her quivering nipples, and needles of excitement pricked at every nerve. She ran her hands over her hips, stroked her flat, tanned tummy, then cupped her breasts and held them up to admire the oiled nipples shining like elongated red barbituates in the light of the photography studio potion to the photodating service center.
She leaned forward and licked at one of the red-tipped nipples with her tongue. It tasted like hot butter. It not only tasted quite spectacular, but mixed with her salty sweat that she bent over her head again and sucked hard at her own exquisite nipple. Something was happening between her legs too that felt both strange and wonderful. She put her other hand to the pulsing slit in the nest of the hair down then and began fingering the warm moisture oozing there. That felt so good that she let the long nipple fall from her mouth.
It was as if she just released a lifetime of pent-up sexual energy, and she was suddenly dying for sex. Her usually uninhibited personality was dissipated in the hot lights of the photography studio portion of the photodating center. She had so wanted sex, that she could feel the wanton lust start to course deep inside her veins.
"You've got a great cunt ... a cunt that's wet enough to fuck," Doug leered. "Now try this," He put some oil in his palms and then on the palms of her hands and placed them on the upthrust pole of her waving cock. Shit, he thought, she is really dying for it. "Here's a nice big cock for you to play with, honey," he cooed.
Loree as if in a trance leaned over the rigid cock with a crooning murmur and gently laved it with oil. She stared at the tiny mouth running her fingers lightly around it careful not to let the oil seep inside, though sticky white droplets of semen were oozing slowly from within. The male lubrication mixed with the oil as she slowly massaged the crimson blood-pressured head. I wonder how it tastes? She took a long swipe with her tongue and savored it with her lips. It had a pungent taste. She bent for another sample.
Doug grasped her away. "Not so fast, honey, not yet. You're supposed to play with it for a while first," he said.
Loree gave him a big smile and returned to her task. Her thighs were writhing agianst the side of his hip and she wanted desperately to straddle his body and impale her cunt on his cock. She wanted nothing more at this moment. She rotated the now huge and throbbing head a few more times then began massaging the thick outer skin back and forth, up and down the rock-hard rod. Loree's hips began moving in unison and he groaned aloud.
"Do you want me to stop?"
"Jesus, no ... don't stop ... but take it gently," he cooed.
Her hands had reached the springy brown curls at the base of his cock and as she leaned closer to explore the testicles hanging underneath, one of her breasts brushed the smooth rubbery head. She moaned through her mouth at the exquisite contact and took one hand and massaged the swollen aurola and tapering nipple with his lust hardened cock. The two made little kissing clucks as they caressed each other. Doug could stand it no longer.
"Okay, enough," he croaked from between parched lips. "Suck me off. Suck my cock out and let me cum in your mouth! Suck it baby!"
The panting secretary was wild for it now and she took the whole of her head in her mouth with hot pressure and her lips nibbled at the thrusting rod as her tongue licked at the dilating tip. It lunged into her mouth and she licked and sucked harder and harder. Her hand tightened round the hard stem and moved up and down faster and faster. She sucked the bloated head as far back as it would go in her mouth and suddenly it seemed to explode within her.
The burning thick sperm shot into her throat a almost choking her with its delicious warmth. She threw her thigh over his leg and pressed her screaming pelvis against the hard muscular calf and rubbed the open cunt back and forth with violent motion. As she sucked and swallowed the fluid spurting from deep in his balls, a white heat burst in her thrashing loins and she continued to heave and jerk convulsively against his leg long after she had sucked him dry and his penis slid limply from her mouth. Doug lay panting for breath when Loree finally disentangled herself from his leg and nestled at his side. Her lips were beginning to cake with his drying cum in the hot lights of the photography studio portion of the photodating center.
She rested a few minutes and then jumped to her feet and grabbed his hand. "Come on! I want to take a shower and clean off! I feel really icky." She led him to the shower in Mr. Simpkin's office, which was directly off of the photography studio portion of the photodating center. And they frolicked and splashed and rinsed each other off in the spray then went back and flopped down on the rug, after drying off. Suddenly, the young secretary began to sob, much to Doug's alarm.
"What is it baby, what's wrong?" he asked comfortingly.
"Oh, Doug, it's just that I never knew it could be like this, I'm so happy." she smiled at him through the tears.
Like a cork had been popped out of a bottle and the champagne spilled over, so did Loree begin to tell Doug the story of her repressed life as an Iowa farm girl who never got even a chance to kiss a boy until she finally rebelled at age twenty and headed west to Los Angeles. He had been the first man she had ever really known, and she knew that now there was no turning back as far as sex went. She had to have it and have it a lot! She was so exhausted at the end of her story that she fell into a deep sleep.
Doug stood up and admired the beautiful naked body spread-eagled on the carpet, then he sat beside her and continued to gaze. Kneeling to one side he longingly stared at her bared breasts, their long ruby nipples thrust provocatively to his face. He straightened and looked into her sleeping face, still bloated with passion. Her eyes were half-opened, the pupils rolled back under the lids giving the impression of lustful wantonness rather than sleep. Her usually smoothly coiffed blonde hair was in a tangle of wet disarray on her sandy shoulders. The sum total of the portrait presented a pose of licentious abandon and wanton lust.
Doug next moved with a sly grin to Loree's feet and carefully aimed his glance at the shining bronze triangle between her legs. Not quite content with her position, he spread her legs further apart and lifted one knee so her thighs were opened wide. Uttering a pleased grunt, he stepped back and refocused on the exposed cuntal area. The pink, waterpuckered flesh of her vaginal lips gaped lewdly in the soft furrow of curly pubic hair. Droplets of inner juice glistened like a row of tiny pearls from the distended cunt to the tiny anus ring nestled in the crevice of her soft, smooth ass cheeks.
Grinning with satisfaction, Doug gazed in total awe of her beauty. His face wore the expression of a man pleased with a new acquisition when at last he swung the camera bag over one shoulder. He lifted the sleeping secretary in his arms and made his way back into Mr. Simpkins' luxurious office.
Loree stirred sluggishly as Doug stretched her body on a low, wide divan overlooking the city of Los Angeles. He was at Simpkins' bar mixing a drink when she awoke and called to him.
"I'm so thirsty. Could you make me one of those?"
She raised herself on one elbow and peered through the sun shaded room in the direction of the sound of tinkling ice cubes. She remembered that she was at work, that she was in Mr. Simpkins' office, and she was naked! Then she looked up and saw a man coming toward her. He was naked, too! His flat muscular stomach was tufted with silky curls only slightly darker than the deep tan of his skin. They merged into a bushy chest, below which she could see a long, dangling slightly swollen appendage.
She knew that it was wrong to be in Mr. Simpkin's office like this, and then she glanced up at the clock. It was twelve o-clock. It was lunch-time. She suddenly remembered who she was and where she was. She closed her eyes and shook her head to disperse the cobwebs spinning in her brain and thought, "Maybe I'm dreaming, and when I open my eyes this strange naked man will be gone. But her eyes opened to the sight of the fleshy rod swinging only inches away from her face, and she felt a strong arm lifting her to a sitting position.
"Here you go little one. Drink this down and you'll feel better."
He held the cool glass to her parched lips and she gulped the strong liquor quickly. She lay back on the soft cushions and stretched sensually. Then, it hit her. Suddenly she remembered who Doug was, she also remembered that it was twelve o'clock, and that they had two more hours until the office re-opened for the afternoon....
CHAPTER TWO
Doug had gone back to the bar and was drinking his own scotch and soda. He stood admiring the golden body luxuriating on the couch and felt the stirring of renewed desire. Shit! Loree was one sweet little cunt and she was oblivious to danger and obviously dying for it. He'd never seen anyone with so much bottled-up sexuality. He hesitated about giving her another drink because he didn't want her to be bombed out of her skull, but if it loosened her resistance, why not? Besides, he knew what he wanted! He wanted a nice tight ass fuck from the twenty year old beauty, and he didn't want a protest. Another drink and she'd be begging for his cock to be stuffed up her asshole. He drained the glass with a decisive gesture as he felt the old heat starting to pound in his groin.
Loree watched the lower area of his body with increasing interest. The muscles in his stomach rippled with a faint twitching roll and the brown pubic hair was riffled by the breeze that swept through the open windows of Mr. Simpkins' office in the photodating center. The hanging penis was gradually swelling before her fascinated gaze. It was inflating slowly like a long balloon, as though air were being pumped into it from the heavy round bellows hanging at its base. It was lighter in color than the deep brown of his body, more pale, but tanned enough to have been stretched out to bathe in the sun's rays.
The conical head at the tip of the expanding shaft was also swelling, and intensified in color from pale red to deep vibrant purple. It grew larger before her eyes as Doug strolled toward her with an undulating gate, and she could see the small rosy mouth at the very tip. It pulsed and gasped at a drip of whitish moisture being emitted from its throat.
By the time Doug reached the couch on which Loree was slowly writhing, the huge cock had expanded to its full, enormous length. It jutted straight out and tilted slightly upward in a long hard erection. The blood-pressured head was a taut-skinned, bulbous knot throbbing at the end of a skarf at least eight inches long, and as big around as her fist. The sperm-filled balls hung half-way to his knees, suspended twin walnuts encased in their prickly outer shell.
Loree's hand reached out involuntarily to fondle them, and she squeezed them back and forth in the loose covering of flesh.
He swayed on his feet, "Careful, angel, don't crack my nuts!" His voice roughened with passion, his hips rolling with the motion of her kneading fingers.
"OHHHHH, AHHHHH! YES! THAT FEELS SOOOO GOOD!"
Loree straightened from her leaning position and took his erect penis in her other hand. She stretched her fingers in an effort to encircle it and stroked the skin gently back and forth over the sinewy core of its trunk. She could feel it wriggle in her hand like a struggling cobra and a warm drop of its hot, white venom oozed from the open tip and fell on her wrist. The glutunous drop sent a shiver of excitement through her arm to her swelling breasts. With a vague remembrance of having enjoyed this before, she pressed her lips to the darkly throbbing penis head and thrust the tip of her tongue in the pulsing glans tip. Pin pricks of delight stabbed through her and she felt her pussy start to throb, and a warm moisture began to spread between her thighs.
"Not this time," Doug said back hastily away from her pursed lips, "We're going to do something else this time. No more cock-sucking, baby."
He grasped her underneath her arms with a firm grip and deftly rolled the radiant blonde beauty over on her stomach. "You're going to get something wonderful," he promised.
His wet penis slapped against her hips as he mounted the couch and knelt over her. He reached under her struggling body and palmed the full, swaying breasts and tugged her into a crouching position on her hands and knees. Loree's grunts of helpless protest settled to low mewling sighs as his hands began to knead at her breasts hanging like two swollen pendulums. His fingers pulled at the nipples, and they lengthened until the erect tips brushed the rough texture of the couch. His hands moved to her belly and the freed breasts swung back and forth. The friction of the material as it grazed the long nipples sent needle sharp thrills dancing through Loree's body. Her breath came in labored gasps with a rasping sound.
Doug's fingers probed at the muscles of her stomach, kneading and pressing at the pulpy flesh until she writhed in a mounting tide of desire. It spread until she felt it was like wild fire to her throbbing and twisting pelvis as his strong fingers twined roughly in her pubic hair. They tugged at the roots of the silky curls and sent delicious thrills through the walls of her vagina and deep into her flowing cunt. His rigid cock was slapping at the separation of her upraised buttocks, the swollen head slobbering wetly against the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs.
"Ooooooooohhh ... Doug ... duck me ... put it in me ... now ... I'm going crazeee!" her voice gurgled with passion from her constricted throat.
"In a minute, darling," he purred. "You're almost ready now."
He crouched back on his haunches and stilled her madly rotating buttocks with his hands. He kissed their smooth quivering cheeks and nibbled at the smooth white flesh with sharp little bites. The fragrant skin grew hot and flushed beneath his teeth and glistened with warm beads of perspiration. Loree revolved her stinging buttocks against his wetly sucking lips. An alien sensation of increased excitement swept through her with a lusting drive.
His hot mouth kissed its way to the deep crevice between the round fleshy globes as he gasped and then grasped them and drew them apart. His tongue licked at the tiny pulse beating at the very base of her spine, and it sent a tingle up her back to the hollow of the nape of her neck. As his fingers worked to distend her quivering buttock cheeks, she felt the strain on her anus as the skin stretched taut around it.
Her legs spread further apart of their own accord to help him.
He cupped the full, widely seperated cheeks of her ass and he could see the pink-brownish, rubbery-fleshed ring of her tiny anus.
"Ooooohhhh . ... baby ... you're so tight. A virgin asshole!" he moaned and licked moistly up and down the entire length of the open crevice with feverish intensity. He circled the throbbing puckered hole with his tongue, then thrust it into the fleshy, opening, the thick saliva from his mouth lubricating the expanding ring. He could feel his swollen cock thrashing and pounding between his thighs, straining upward in such fury that the blood-filled bloated head was smacking wetly at his stomach.
Loree groaned and twisted beneath him. Her body a molten stream of aroused desire. Never had she endured such tantalizing torment as the thrashing tongue licked at her defenseless rectal orifice. Her whole backside was on fire and she screwed her buttocks around his mouth.
Suddenly, its warm, wet pressure was gone and she cried aloud in frustration, "Noooo ... don't stop! Don't leave me ... I want it! She swayed back and forth on her hands and knees like a wounded animal.
"The best is yet to come. Uncle Doug isn't going to leave you in the lurch."
Then, she felt his finger gently rubbing and probing at the rubbery inlet to her rectum. A groan bubbled from her throat as the finger kneaded relentlessly at the tender flesh and stroked the nether ring with little circling motions. His finger prodded at the quivering mouth. It contracted at the first hint of discomfort, then the tiny puckered ring expanded to admit his probing finger.
A cry burst from Loree's lips as the invader plunged into her rectal passage with a rending thrust. Gradually, the sharp stab subsided into a strangely delicious sensation of exquisite sensual pleasure as the hard finger explored the smooth brown walls of the throbbing tunnel.
The distended anal passage uttered a windy murmur of protest as Doug's caressing finger was slowly withdrawn. He hunched forward on his knees and thrust his pelvis tight to Loree's wildly rotating buttocks. The abrupt motion wedged the hardness of his cock between her thighs and the long pole lay extended in the open furrow of her pulsing cunt. Loree squirmed down on the inflated rod and ground her hips against his groin as she slid furiously back and forth in a fierce attempt to rub out the fire flaming between her legs. "OHHHHH! AHHHHH! YESS! FUCK! OHHHHH!"
Doug jerked backward and drew the bulging head of his cock to rest at the rear entrance of her body. It slobbered hotly at the tiny puckered anus ring and suddenly the crazed young woman was mad to have him enter her body through the burning channel of her rectum.
"Yes ... yes ... that's right! Fuck me there! Fuck me up the ass with your big cock!"
Her hand reached back under her body and stroked the hairy testicles swaying between her legs. "Ooooohhhh ... yes ... do it!" her voice was thick with passion and she pushed her hips to him in a desperate effort to impale her aching body on the bulbous tip of the knob pressing against her.
Doug fingered the giant battering ram and wormed the bloated gland harder into the crevice of her buttocks. It probed and worked at the throbbing hole, then with a quick thrust the huge swollen head popped inside as the straining nether ring gave way to its pressure. Loree screamed as the punishing fleshy bulb entered her, and almost simultaneously, a loud bang echoed the high note of her scream.
She then looked up at the clock and saw that it was two o'clock. And in the outer office, the gentlemen who were coming for their appointment were waiting to be served....
* * *
Loree was sitting behind her desk now, laughing out loud at the memory of scrambling quickly back into her clothes and shooing Doug out the back door before her buttfuck was over. Since then, she had not had sex with anyone, and she vowed never to do it again in the office. But then, she had never met Bobby Sullavan and Jon Wagner, who had just stepped in for their appointment.
CHAPTER THREE
Bobby and Jon were two youthful high-school students, but it was apparent from their physical appearance that they were the two studliest high school boys that Loree had ever seen.
"We've heard all about computer dating," said Bobby, the handsome black youth, "and we want to meet some older chicks."
"Well, you certainly came to the right place," said Loree as she gazed on the handsome young men.
"We wouldn't mind being fixed up with you, either," snapped Jon with a cocky and seductive smile on his young face.
Loree just laughed at them. But that was only on the surface. Secretly, she longed to find out what it was to be like in the arms of a strong, young youth.
"I'm serious" continued Jon. "How about it. I'm eighteen. How old are you?"
"Well ... twenty," she confessed.
"SO, two years difference. Big deal. Come on beautiful. Say yes."
Loree could hardly resist the limpid pools of blue in his eyes. He was so young, so innocent, that she could hardly refuse him. She hardly payed any attention to Bobby, the black youth.
"Okay, yes. Tonight after work. Here's my address," she said as she wrote it out on a piece of paper and handed it to Jon.
"Now, about membership," she began, only to be cut off by Jon.
"Membership?" he queried. "Why should we become members? We got what we wanted."
"What's that?" said Loree suspiciously.
"A date," he replied.
Loree had to laugh at him and admire his cockiness.
"Okay, so we'll see you tonight at seven," he said as they both sauntered out the door.
"Right," Loree smiled as she watched them go out. Then, a strange thought hit her as she sat in her chair, "We'll?...."
* * *
That night, Loree got home and showered as she prepared herself for the rendezvous which she was curious to find out about. She felt badly that she had been tricked into a free date, but at least she knew that Mr. Simpkins would not find out about it. Besides, it was on her own time, and she could do what she wanted.
Loree had just finished dusting the coffee table of her cute, one room single apartment in picturesque Westwood when the doorbell rang. Loree sauntered over to it, her ass wriggling beneath her tight pants and her tits swaying under her filmy jersey blouse that she wore.
Loree opened the door and was quite surprised to see both Jon and Bobby there! She was speechless for a moment and then she found her voice.
"Do you guys do everything together?"
"We'll see," said Bobby with a touch of innocent naivete that had Loree under its spell.
"Uh, would you boys like a drink?" she offered.
"No, We'd like a fuck, if it's all the same to you," said Jon. Loree looked over at him. Was this that nice, sweet young boy she talked to in the office? Now he was leering at her intently. She was horrified.
"Would you guys like to leave right now?" she demanded.
"Not until we get what we came for," returned Bobby. "Besides, you look like you could use some nice big cocks in that cunt of yours. Must be boring sitting behind that desk all day long, huh?"
"Get out!"
"Now, suppose you take off that outfit so we can get on with the fucking?"
"Do you want me to call the police?"
"Oh, I wouldn't do that if I were you. Remember, there's two of us," threatened Bobby. "Now, come on, I want to see your tits and your cunt up close, baby."
Immediately, Bobby ripped off her blouse. His hands covered her breasts instantly. She tried to escape but Jon grabbed her and held her steady.
She knew she was about to be raped, and it looked like there was no way for her to prevent it. Gritting her teeth, she steeled herself for the onslaught.
"Okay," Bobby said, "get your panties off, too." He stopped talking, just staring at her. The trembling woman made no further move to disrobe herself of the last protective garment, so he reached for the top band of her bikini panties. She moved away from him and did it herself as though she were in a trance.
The lovely secretary stood completely before the two powerful young men. She had never felt so vulnerable in her life. She tried to cover her breasts with one hand and the unprotected silken triangle between her thighs with the other. Her body felt hot and flushed and her mind was a tormented mixture of confused thoughts. It occurred to her for the second time that day that she must be losing her mind.
Fearfully, she raised her head and looked at each boy. The black boy, Bobby, was standing alongside her, his thick lips slightly open, his kinky hair bushing from his dark head like a bush. He had his eyes glued to her enormous breasts. She looked at the moron, Jon, who was over in the corner of all fours like an animal-his lust having totally transformed him. He was dribbling from the corner of his lips and his eyes were glued to her nudity. He seemed to be panting.
She almost knew what Bobby would start doing, and he was looking at her with half-closed eyes, seemingly fearful that he would be caught in the act of looking at a naked woman. There was a shy quality to the boy that made Loree feel sorry for him and at the same time despise him for being such a monster while having still the vestiments of naivete about him.
The only sound in her apartment was the labored breathing of the two boys. Loree studied each of them closely, trying to find an ally between them. She thought that her only hope would be Bobby. He had hardly spoken to her, but that naive quality was coming through. Maybe she could break through to him.
Her thoughts were interrupted by Jon, "Nice big tits," he said to her, moving closer to her and taking her breast and squeezing it in his coal black hand.
Loree slapped it away. He laughed. "No point in fighting it," he warned. "Save your energy for fucking, honey, because you're going to get lots of it!"
Loree stood there silently, not bothering to answer him and cursing herself for allowing herself to get suckered into this gangbang.
"Are you ready for fucking?" he asked her softly.
She still didn't answer. Terror seemed to have frozen her vocal cords. She stood numbly in front of him, her mind racing, trying to figure out something to stop the mad scene altogether. She tried once more, "It's the wrong time of the month," she whimpered, a blush coming to her cheeks just by saying it.
"You lying bitch," he said, "You think that I'm a dumbshit or something. Where's the rag?" he laughed, then hooked his finger into the lips of her cunt.
Loree screamed. If she had thought the boys were only acting big and weren't really going to do anything, the intruding fingers in her cunt soon dispelled that little myth. She felt that her whole world was caving in on her. She didn't resist at all as Jon bent back and made her lie on the floor.
She watched Bobby undressing. "No, don't please, she said trying to appeal to some non-existant kindness in him.
Bobby had already taken off his shirt. He had broad black shoulders and large, muscled arms. He tore at his belt, then unzipped his trousers and removed them. He removed his underwear and stood above her, his thick swollen purplish black penis dangling.
"Baby, this is going to be a good fuck," he said easing down on top of her and forcing his mouth with its thick lips onto hers.
The heat of his lips seared Loree's. She was hardly conscious of what was happening to her. Her thought still whirled frantically on the incredible situation but it was hard to concentrate on anything except Bobby as he forced his large, probing tongue inside her mouth and down into her throat. She tried to move her head away but she was no match for him. He slid his tongue in and out of her mouth and down far into her throat.
Then, he moved his hungry, searching mouth to her breasts. He covered one large nipple, with his lips and then slowly moved his tongue around it. He sucked the whole thing into his mouth and forced his jaws together.
"AAAahhhhh!!!!," she screamed aloud as he moved his hot mouth to her other breast and sucked and bit it.
Immediately, her nipples hardened. She felt as though they were on fire. From somewhere deep inside her a flame flickered ... started ... slowly ... and tried to break out of her body through her nipples. She cried out and moved her head from side to side and his hungry hot mouth kept up its relentless sucking and biting and tonguing of her breasts.
Suddenly, in shamed horror, the young secretary wanted to grab his kinky head and force it down fully onto her ample breasts. She found her excitement growing unbearably.
Above them stood Jon, his grin laviscious and wicked. He had his long, throbbing penis out of his jeans and he was running his hands up and down the length of it.
Loree felt the heat rising and licking at her breasts. She was shamed and outraged that her nipples were hard and eager for his hot mouth. She opened her eyes and saw his black head moving down her body. Then she felt his tongue tracing the curve of her flesh right to the pit of her stomach. Against her will she moved her hips up to meet the heat of him.
Bobby raised his head and looked at her, arresting her gaze with his own. He smiled crookedly at her before returning to business. His tongue seemed to be burning holes into her. She closed her eyes and tried to keep control of her body.
Bobby did not stop. He nibbled at the flesh of her soft, smooth white stomach and then moved on down until his chin rested on the silken curled mound of her vagina. He breathed in deeply, enjoying the odor of her. Then, he moved his thick lips to the beginning of her inner thigh and worked his tongue from there to the pink lips of her moistening pussy. He knew that her flesh was a seething mass of movement. He realized also from her eager trembling that she had never been properly fucked before.
"Fuck her! Fuck her! Stick your cock in her cunt!" Jon cried suddenly, standing above the couple with his hard, huge prick in his moving, massaging hand.
Bobby looked up at him and said, "Just wait, you asshole!"
Then Bobby lowered his head and poled his red tongue against the pink, wet lips that seemed to be breathing a warm, scented welcome to him. He moved her legs apart gently with his hands and shoved the probing tip of his tongue tenderly into her soft pinkness of her involuntarily flowering slit.
"Noooooo ... aaaaahhh ... stop...." she moaned under him, moving her legs further apart.
Bobby needed no further encouragement. He took her legs in his hands and moved them apart and up, sinking his lips searchingly into her eager warmth. He bit down hard.
"Nnnnggghhh ... noooooooo!!!" the young secretary moaned and whipped her body about under his face.
Bobby rammed his tongue all the way into the tight beckoning heat of her writhing body and then withdrew it, curving it upwards, into the constricting walls of her soft, sweet, velvety opening, watching and playing with her stiff clitoris, causing her to move frantically as she thrust upward to meet his face.
For the lovely twenty year old girl, the whole thing was maddening. Her body was betraying her in front of these young boys. She had never experienced such jolting sensations of pleasure-even with Doug on that forbidden afternoon three months ago. Now, Bobby's hot tongue moving in and out of her secret place was more than she could tolerate.
It took all of her energy to keep command of her body. She wanted to throw her legs around his kinky head and draw him deep into her with his hot, probing tongue. She knew that she was going to reach orgasm for one of the few times in her life. Everything deep inside her was burning for release. She pitched and rolled under him again and again. Forcefully, she stopped herself from wrapping her long, white legs around his black body. Then, just as she was on the point of bursting, he ceased.
"Really getting off, white lady?" she heard him ask as her body was robbed of its pleasure.
Loree threw her arms over her eyes. She had never been so humiliated in her life.
"How about eating some cunt, Jon?" Bobby asked.
Instantly, Jon rose to the task. He bent down and whispered to her, "I'm gonna stick my fat tongue up your cunt and make you cum, baby!" he told her.
"I'm gonna suck your white tits," Bobby added.
Jon was now between her legs as he put his mouth over her cunt lips and skillfully separated them, forcing his tongue into the wet tightness of the young secretary. He shoved it all the way back, causing Loree to rise up to meet him. He tore at her smooth, firm buttocks and dug his fingers into the silken cleft of her buttocks, pulling it roughly apart. Shock tore through her as his large rigid finger penetrated her asshole, stretching the rubbery tissue.
Jon snaked his big tongue into her tight, trembling cunt, then brought it out in much the same fashion that Bobby had, playing with her clitoris with his tongue. She felt as though her asshole was being ripped out of her until his finger had moved in and out a couple of times, then that, too became pleasurable to her. Her breasts were burning. Her pussy had become a flaming volcano of desire and passion that obliterated all thoughts of conscience and left her only with a burning need.
"My god ... oooohhhh...." Loree moaned, gasping for air. She flung her head from side to side and without knowing that she was doing so, her white hands slipped behind Bobby's black neck and she forced his head down onto her breasts.
The young, almost totally innocent secretary was jolted from head to foot. Her whole body felt as though it had received a charge of electrical energy. She pressed her thighs together and held onto the hard tongue of Jon and ground down with her muscles on the fingers that were exploring the tightening rectum, drawing the black youth's hungry mouth at the same time fully into her heaving, thrusting breasts. She grovelled violently under their hot mouths until wave after wave of pleasure ejected from the very crater of her body.
She spewed out against the hot, probing tongue and her legs splayed apart. He shoved further into her.
"MMmmmm ... aaahhh ... eeeooowww," she moaned with the first wave of pleasure. Then, away from the world around her, she found herself slipping into a void where oily sex mattered. Her whole body seemed to be centered at her sexual core. She felt her energy draining from her. The very essence of her being was being sucked out of her by the drooling Jon between her legs.
She opened her eyes and looked into the lecherous stare of the black youth. "You like it baby?" he asked.
Loree didn't answer. She almost forgot herself though and smiled at him.
Slurp ... slap, went Jon's tongue as he continued to lick and suck the wetness and heat beneath his tongue.
"Make him stop ... ohhh ... make him stop," she groaned.
Bobby told Jon, "Let me fuck her now. I get to do it first!"
"Wait a second...." Jon began in protest.
"No, you wait!" Bobby said with authority. "I'm the one that got her hot!"
There was no arguing with that, and so Jon removed himself from the panting secretary.
Instantly, Bobby grabbed her wrist and pushed her back against the wall, flattening himself against her. He kissed her, running his tongue into her mouth and down into her throat, then he moved his hands to her trembling buttocks and dug his fingers into her soft mounds. She shoved his hard stabbing prick into her soft stomach and found her mouth with his again.
Loree was trembling all over. She could do nothing but accept his mouth onto hers and his tongue deep into her throat the second time, and she did not resist. She chastized herself but she liked it. She accepted the whole of it and kissed him back. Even the pressure of his fingers digging into her buttocks was somehow pleasurable. Without realizing what she was doing, she put her arms around his shoulders.
Bobby stepped back in an evil grin on his face. "I was going to do this in private, honey, but I think I'll put on a show for Jonny." His voice was ominous, "Hop up on the bed!" he demanded, slapping her buttocks soundly.
Both of the boys' eyes were glued to Loree when Bobby grabbed her arm and forced her down on the high king-size bed. He kept up the pressure until she was laying flat on her back in the center of the big bed. She closed her eyes and crossed her legs.
"How about eating some more pussy, Jon!" cried Bobby.
Then, Bobby got to his knees on the bed and put his hands on Loree's long, white legs just at the thigh. He moved his hand into her crotch and with his fingers traced the completeness of her pink, soft vaginal lips. Then, he leaned over and began vigorously sucking her breasts, first one then the other.
Bobby then gazed down at the lovely Loree, "She's ready," he thought, "Her juicy cunt is all ready!" He lifted her white asscheeks and shoved a pillow under her. He then got onto his knees again and spread her lithe legs. He took Jon by the back and surprised the white youth. Jon shook Bobby away and kept licking, lapping all of Loree's cuntal juices, faster and still faster.
The lovely secretary felt the hot wetness of her cunt and she shivered all over. She heard Bobby laugh but she did not open her eyes to see what was happening to her. The black youth closed his mouth over her breasts and started chewing at her nipple. She tried to move away from him so he lessened his pressure. He took her nipple gently in his mouth and moved his hand under her large breast and sucked and stroked its largeness with his tongue until it was fully hard and swollen. Her breath was becoming labored. Try as she might, she could not seem to control her body. It betrayed her. She didn't want to respond to them. But she did. She knew that Bobby was pushing and pulling on her nipple and that Jon was licking away madly at her cunt and she loved it! The sensation between her legs was driving her crazy! Bobby had clamped his mouth onto her breasts and was sucking and tonguing her into never before known sensation. He kept up a constant massaging of her other nipple with his free hand, pulling hard on it with his fingers.
Loree felt the large tongue of the handsome white teenager penetrate her softly moist cuntal opening, driving with brutal force all the way into her. He gnawed at her soft cuntal lips each time he rammed his tongue into her, and without knowing what she was going to do, she found herself rising to meet his every thrust into her cunt. Her breasts felt as though they were burning from Bobby's caresses. She wanted him to bite and suck her forever. He kept up his gentle massaging, one with his wet tongue, the other with his fingers.
"Aaaaahhh ... aaahhh." Loree moaned as Jon's hard tongue probed deep into her. Her whole body arched up to meet the hot, wet muscle as it plunged surely into her tight, writhing cunt.
"Noooo ... noooo," she cried as Jon withdrew it, pressing her clitoris roughly against the top wall of her vagina.
Suddenly, she felt a huge penis against her lips. She opened her eyes and saw Jon standing before her.
"Suck me bitch!" he cried, as he pressed his enormous, pulsating cock to her mouth.
She ground her teeth together, determined not to permit the vileness of him in her mouth, but it was useless. The handsome white youth rammed his fingers inside her lips and back to the end of her jaws, then sprung her mouth open with ease. He rammed his hot, hard prick into her mouth, choking her with his effort.
Loree moved her head violently from side to side. But it was no use. Jon was determined. He rammed forcefully down her throat, splitting her jaws apart with his crude hardness. Suddenly, the large head of his long prick was at the entrance of her throat, paining her a great deal. She felt as though she were suffocating. She couldn't take the assaults upon her body all at once.
Her cunt was all aflame, though. Bobby was getting ready to fuck it, though right now, he slowly moved his mouth to her stomach and took her flesh hotly and sucked it up and tongued it and then released it and started again just an inch away, massaging her nipples and squeezing her large trembling breasts as he did so. All the while, Jon rammed his swollen prick, throbbing and hot, and ready to explode, down deep into her throat and then withdrew it only to send it pummeling all the way to the hilt.
"Aaaaaahhhh.....ooooohhhh," Loree moaned around his plunging member, her body moving in and ever growing agitated jerk in answer to the probing of Bobby's hot tongue.
Loree's body felt as though it were somehow separated from her. She heaved and groaned and squirmed under their probing and sucking and biting until it was there for her, that glorious feeling that she had for the first time in her life experienced such a short time ago with Doug. Shaken with bolts of impassioned electricity, her moistened cunt trembled violently to the hot jabbing of Jon's huge cock down her mouth and throat. She knew that since he started to move faster in her throat that he "was getting ready to cum. And as the realization made her body quiver with fear and shame as a hot stream of fluid cascaded down her tender, ill-used throat, burning and searing her as it went and making her swallow to keep from choking. He pounded and rocked into her, smashing his groin down into her face, pricking her skin with his rough and wiry pubic hairs.
"Fuck ... aaaeeeooohhh!" Loree heard the handsome white stud scream as he came into her mouth.
Coming in wave after wave just as Jon was in her throat, let a rip of excitement that Loree had never felt before. "She was electrified from head to toe as her female juices gushed from within her. But when it was all over, she was left strangely unsatisfied. The first time she had experienced orgasm, she had been relieved and almost exhausted. Now, her energy seemed to regroup herself instantly and she was ready again. She moved her hips so that her pussy was once more flush against Bobby's finger, which was now fucking her. She ground her teeth and bucked and pitched back into her pink and eager warmth.
Suddenly, Bobby spoke harshly, "I'm gonna fuck you now, bitch!"
He placed himself between her legs, his long pole hard and thick and black and purple headed, standing straight out from his body what seemed to be at least nine inches.
"Wait till I get this crammed in your cunt," he said, moving her legs back and placing his thumbs on her throbbing pink cuntal lips and moving them apart. He leered over his pulsating prick and caught Loree's stare with his own. He held her stare in his for what seemed like minutes and then said without changing his hold on her, "You're gonna feel this cock all the way up to your throat."
Loree felt like screaming. Her body was ready and waiting to accept Bobby's hot, hard prick. She didn't think that she would ever be able to stand having all of it crammed into her, but she knew she was powerless to stop her body from reaching out for him.
Bobby had called Jon back, and he was prevented from cumming. Somehow, he was so handsome, he made her forget that she was in danger.
Suddenly, her thoughts erupted and exploded as she felt the hot head of Bobby's huge pulsating cock press teasingly gainst the unprotected, open lips of her vagina. It throbbed and sent streams of heat far into her. "OHHHHH! AHHHHH!" he gasped. Suddenly, Bobby pushed hard and the head of his massive cock stretched open her cuntal lips and slipped into her. She screamed. Shock stunned her whole body.
"You ain't feeling nothing yet, baby," Bobby said. He was feeling a bit of discomfort. He hadn't fucked anyone as tight as she seemed in years. The blood-filled head of his prick pained like hell with the tight ring of soft stretching cunt fitted around it. He wanted to shove on into her, fully, but he dared not to. He was determined to make her enjoy this fuck, something that he guessed rightly that she had never done before. He eased in a little further, pain racing along the length of his hard prick into his balls and up his strong back.
"OHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHH! YESSSSS!" he groaned.
Loree felt as though she were being split apart. She reasoned that he was just barely in her and she saw no possible way for him to continue without cutting her in half. Hot, searing discomfort raced up inside her invaded cunt and seemed to spread out from there to all parts of her body.
Bobby tightened up his leg muscles and eased into her amidst her pleas until he had half of his hard fleshy pole sunk into her pink, heated opening. He stopped for a moment, gathering his energy to plunge to the very core of her hot cunt hole.
The young girl knew that she had only received a small measure of what was to come. She felt as though a hot wedge was being driven up between her wide-stretched legs. She had to dislodge him at all cost. She couldn't take it anymore. She splayed her long, white legs up and, trying to bring her heels flat to the bed so that she could eject the hugeness of him, the tortured tightness of her body.
Bobby took advantage of her movement. He felt the sudden lessening of the pressure around his lust-hardened prick the exact moment she moved her legs. He bunched up his ass muscles and rammed into her with all his strength.
"Nooooo," Loree cried out, oblivious to everything except the monstrous cock shoving up into the soft, fleshy tightness of her defenseless cunt. She groaned again.
"Baby, you are tight. Your cunt is like a glove on my cock," the sixteen year old black youth said to the young secretary. When she didn't answer, Bobby gently eased his hard pole out of her still moist, clasping cunt.
Bobby didn't hurry. He moved his hard prick out except for the head, then just as carefully eased it back into her, fully. He could feel a slight clenching tightness on his hard, throbbing prick that told him she was. He pushed into her and then began to excite whomever was impaled upon it.
With all but the head out he looked at her tight little hair-lined cunt and marveled again at the softness and the heat and the joy of it. Her flanges were there, riding along his moistened prick, soft and luxurious to the touch. He pushed back up and jolted down, pressing against the very core of her being.
"Uuuuggghhh ... ooohhh . ... aaahhh!" Loree moaned and her eyes fluttered open. She felt as though a telephone pole was being rammed up between her own thighs ... she saw the bushy head of kinky afro hair hovering over her and felt like screaming. His hot throbbing pole was pulsing hard all the way up against her heart, she felt.
"Stop it ... stop...." Loree moaned with every half-inch of withdrawal. She felt as though he were pulling her very insides out of her.
Bobby would never show it, but he was in an ecstatic heaven of delight. There was nothing greater than the feeling of having his long, hard, throbbing prick shoved tightly into the heated, constricting confines of an almost virginal cunt.
The black youth had never had a woman as beautiful as Loree before, and she was also the first white woman he had ever fucked. He loved the strange beckoning scent that greeted him as he ran his tongue in and out of her cunt, bringing her to a pitch of arousal that he knew she had never reached before.
The virile eighteen year old youth rearranged himself over the older white girl, scooping her luscious long legs up into his arms and forcing them against her soft, yielding breasts into an angle that left her cuntal opening completely defenseless against his powerful prick. He could hear the labored breathing of Jon. He enjoyed the sweet breath of Loree against the side of his face. He covered her mouth with his and ran his tongue into it, barely, and flicked it in and out until her mind got the idea and she almost unconsciously began to work at it with her own small, tender tongue. His prick was just inside her soft, flexing cunt and he had purposely left it there until she accepted and returned the ministration of his tongue.
He shoved the tongue all the way into her mouth, then eased his hips forward, stretching and tearing her cuntal walls apart with the swollen head of his large, thrusting cock. She sucked and bit at his tongue and moaned around it, but he had her legs in such a position that she had no other choice but to accept him fully. He gently shoved into her, reaching the depth of her, feeling a slight binding sensation way up in the top of her soft straining belly.
Loree felt it too, "Aaaahhh ... aaaggghhh," she moaned, trying to move her convulsively trembling buttocks away from his hot, black prick. She could not.
Bobby began to withdraw immediately. His balls were tight and ready to explode, but he wanted to bring her along with him. He eased gently out of her and withdrew his mouth from hers and put his lips against the soft whiteness of her neck. He blew softly against her skin, then fastened his teeth into the hollow of her neck, still gently, and shoved back into her hot tightness of her cunt with his hard, throbbing pole.
He began a rhythmic moving in and out of her as soon as he felt the slightest resonse. She moved her head from side to side. Her lips were slightly parted. Then, her hips moved up toward his of their own volition.
Bobby needed no further encouragement. He pounded into her and then pulled out with lightning speed, releasing the hold on her legs, sure that they would encircle his back of their own volition. He was not disappointed. He felt the light weight of them around his waist, burning his flesh. He rocked into her, then moved his hands to her soft, smooth rounded buttocks and raced his tongue madly over her jutting pink-tipped breasts.
The twenty year-old secretary couldn't believe her body. After passion out from the shock she had felt, her fires were lighted again and had burst into flame with a suddenness that jolted her brain. His hard, hot thick prick had been hurting her terribly, tearing and breaking her apart. Then, it stopped hurting. It had become a glorious feeling that plunged into the very top of her, the spongy hot head reaching far up her cunt until she had to have him, all of him, deep inside her.
Loree had flung her legs around his back and tried to pull him into her eager, hungering heat, all of him, and she felt that she had done just that. She still felt crammed full to the point of exploding with his thick prick, but for some reason it didn't seem to be enough. She rose up to meet his plunge and wanted to prevent his withdrawal, even if it did mean that he would be coming back again as forcefully as ever.
The black youth had to cum. He felt a tightness in his balls that he knew couldn't wait. He began to pound and grind deep into her, loving the sensations of being on the point of spilling his semen into her and yet being able to prevent it from happening, thereby prolonging the heavenly sensation. He felt her getting ready, knew she was by the pressure of her heels digging into his back and the now desperate clawing at his shoulders with her hands. She dug her fingernails into him, deeply. He responded by slamming and banging hard against her cunt, ramming his hot prick in deeply and stroking in swiftly and surely.
Both their bodies became a writhing fit of frenzy. Bobby pounded and pushed into her: She in her turn rose up to meet him and drew him heavily toward her, her leg muscles straining, her nails clawing at his back.
"Aaaaiiieee ... oooohhhhh ... aaaahhhh!" she moaned around his probing tongue as she broke in waves of pleasure against the hot head of his prick.
"Uh ... uh ... uh ... nnngggg!" Bobby answered in return, his semen shooting out to meet the liquid flowing from the center of her being. He kept moving. He ground down and stroked in and out of her cumming again and again, filling her flexing constricting cunt with his hot scalding sperm. Bobby knew that the climzx had been reached and he felt a slow relaxation all along his muscles, from the tip of his hard, tightly enclosed prick, to the ends of his toes and fingers.
He gave one last powerful thrust and then lay against her white softness without moving, his dark chin resting on the unbelievable mound of her firm, white breasts and contrasting sharply with their creamy whiteness.
He released her pale buttocks from his dusky hands, then he let them lay quivering on his pink palms.
Loree's legs slowly unfurled themselves from his back and she crossed them over his, enjoying the contact there, the heat of him heavy against her soft skin. She strained and tightened the soft, sperm-moistened walls of her vagina against his softening prick, groaning softly at the same time to pet him know it was no accident.
Bobby responded immediately. He moved gently more fully into her, his way of saying thanks for her answer. She sucked him in, tentatively at first, then forcefully, until his now hardening again prick was deep into her.
The black youth moved gently in and out, just as inch or two, until his prick was ramrod hard again. He flicked out his tongue and touched one of her hardened nipples. It seemed to quiver before his eyes. He moved his head gently until he was able to encompass the whole of it with his mouth, then sucked hard, playing his tongue roughly around the soft hardness of it.
To the lust-maddened woman, his one act of kissing her nipple was like putting a match against an open can of gasoline. Her body responded, flaring up immediately with need and desire. She tried to see herself from a distance much as Jon was looking at her, but she couldn't.
She reasoned that she had lived twenty years without living at all. She didn't know why it had taken such violent methods to show her what she had been missing all her life, but she was determined then and there with a rock hard cock sliding gently in and out of her cunt that she would see to it that she got plenty of sex whenever she wanted it.
Her body demanded all of her attention now, and she stopped thinking about the future and the past. There was a growing need deep up her cunt that had to be answered. Again, she flung her legs around the muscled form of Bobby and pulled him mightily to her.
Bobby loved this hot moistened cunt, slick and wet with his cum as well as hers. He eased in and out of her without pain, knowing that he was bringing her to the point of readiness once more. He slipped his hands down to her hops and pulled her forcibly against him, then felt like screaming with joy as her legs curled around his back, He cupped her firm buttocks in his hand and squeezed them together, then moved his middle finger against the tight rubbery tissue of her puckered little asshole.
"Noooo ... noooo ... nooooo!!!" she cried out, feeling his finger prodding teasingly at the sensitive ridges of her defenseless rectum. Even though she had almost been buttfucked by Doug that wonderfully sinful afternoon three months ago, the thought of actually having that enormous cock up her was terrifying, and she cried out lustily to prevent anything like that from happening.
Nevertheless, Bobby slipped his finger through the tight, resisting ring of flesh as the same time which he bore down into her cunt with his hardened prick. He began sliding and worming his finger deeper into her in time with stroking in and out of his lust-hardened cock.
Loree responded as he knew she should. She hadn't wanted it at first, had squirmed and moved her soft, yielding buttocks about to avoid it, but now she did and again she was moving and squirming just to have it there, deep into her, then slipping hard over the thin tissue of membrane that separated her anus from her cunt.
"Aaaaahhhh ... aaaahhhh," Loree moaned, her body answering two fires within her. She squirmed and pitched and rolled and moved her body in every way in which she was capable to satisfy her boiling desire.
"Ohhhh! Ahhhhh! Yesss! Yesss!"
Bobby plunged and plowed and piled into her. He was ecstatic with her appreciation of him and his know-how. He gnawed at her hardened nipples with his teeth, plowing deep into her and grinding down hard, raking and poking at her tight, contracting little rectum with his finger, until he was ready again. He breathed deeply, girded up his muscles and pounded and rocked and poked and slammed into her with all his might. He felt her orgasm, knew that her juices were spilling out of her in gentle waves, and he matched her timing by spewing hotly high up into her tight burning cunt and rocking and banging against the very center of its wetness until he was completely drained. "Ohhhhh! Ahhhhh! Yes! Fuck Fuck!" he groaned in erotic delight.
He collapsed on top of her, exhausted but secure in the knowledge that he had given her a real good fuck. He wanted to tell her so, but he couldn't decide how to approach the subject. He limply lay on her, enjoying the heat from her luscious body. He could have stayed that way forever.
Indeed he had no other plans and didn't feel as though she were in any hurry to break the contact, but the telephone rang.
Suddenly all his muscles were tense and tight. The ringing telephone was a sign for him that they were of two different worlds. He withdrew from her with a sudden, wet sucking sound and tried to think what to do as Loree smiled sadly and up at him. She was clearly in no condition to answer the phone. Jon was about to pick it up, but Bobby stopped him with a glance. He told Jon to put on his clothes as he did the same thing. The boys looked at the sleeping beauty and left the apartment, totally satisfied. As they closed the door, they knew that they would be seeing more of Loree, and soon!
CHAPTER FOUR
That night, Loree slept more peacefully and more satisfyingly than she had in months. In her dream, Loree imagined that she was fingering her hot cuntal slit and she tentatively began to touch the heated wet flesh of her vagina. At once, rippling waves of pleasure surged through her loins and she sighed happily, like a child, letting her eagerly probing fingers penetrate deeper and deeper into her warmly responsive cuntal depths. She sighed deeply and began to drift into a heavenly pleasurable state in her dream, her hands still pressed in the downy warmth of her excited young pussy.
Almost immediately, she seemed to start dreaming. She was still in her room, but it began to take on all the glamour of a technicolor movie. All the colors were heightened and blurry, and so beautiful that she could scarcely believe it. In her dream, she was shamelessly fingering her vaginal flesh and enjoying it immensely as she pulled the softly pulsating outer lips apart with her fingers. Her legs were spread, opening her feminine softness to the world and exposing the blushing wet entrance of her inner cuntal depths. Tenderly she stroked it, making it flare moistly open, as she moaned and mewled in utter ecstasy.
She drempt that she could see the door to her room open, and then Bobby entered, only now he was completely naked, his slender young black body gleaming in the moonlight, his thick muscles firm and rippling, his handsome youthful face glowing with desire. His long hard penis, rising out of a black halo of curling pubic hair, rose up in a mighty arch upwards, the thick undervein visibly throbbing. Beneath the fully erect cock, his testicles swayed obscenely, pushed forward by his lean, corded thighs. He smiled at her, his teeth glistening, while his hands grasped his massively thick penis, and began to stroke it slowly, rhythmically, up and down. He walked toward her, and she felt desire for him, great waves of hot, pulsing need like nothing she had ever felt for a man before. She wanted him! She wanted to him to fuck her, fuck her until she couldn't take it anymore. She wanted his strong, youthful body to crush her, to press the softly pliant flesh of her tits against his hard chest and make her squeal with excitement, and cum ... she wanted to cum with him.
In her dream, she could hear the black youth calling to her, "I WANT YOU, BABY." he said in a melodious drawl, "I want to eat you, and I want to stick my tongue in your sweet, ever-loving pussy and lick you until you scream, and then I'll fuck you, fuck you with my big hard cock real deep in your tight little cunt. Would you like that, baby? Would you like that, honey lamb?"
"OH, YES," she heard herself moan in a faraway voice, "YESS, ... YESSSSS! LICK MY PUSSY, OH, PLEASE LICK IT!"
The lithely muscular young man climbed onto the foot of the wide bed and knelt nakedly before her, his massively long cock jutting upward like a curving scimitar. His bright eyes glittered with male desire as he slowly lowered his face down to the widely throbbing mound up between her legs. His wet serpentine tongue flicked out to lightly lick the fluted edges of her warmly pulsing cuntal split.
The touch of this stranger's tongue on her eagerly quivering cuntal flesh sent delicious shimmers of warmth rippling through the young wife's nakedly writhing body. She mewled in cat-like pleasure as down between her nakedly spread thighs, Bobby licked the full length of her fevered cuntal opening, and then began to hungrily suck on her overly sensitive clitoris, teasing it until that little penis-like bud grew erect and began to throb intensely.
"OOOOOHHHHH," she moaned, scarcely believing the fantastic thrills that sizzled through her hotly throbbing loins. She drew her knees back and lifted her hips upward in lewd invitation, opening her entire cuntal plane as far as possible to give the lusty youth full access to her hungrily churning pussy. Her hands flew to his tangled hair, and she ran her fingers through it, relishing the feeling of it. She couldn't get enough. It was a wonderful dream, wonderful.
Suddenly, Bobby stiffened his moistened tongue and teasgingly explored the desire-dilated mouth to her tight little cunt. Then, his tongue wfggling like a crawling serpent, he pushed aside the warm, succulent flesh and began to rotate it inside the softly palpitating interior, sending bursts of radiant heat throughout Loree's shamelessly aroused body. Her head turned from side to side in mounting ecstasy as he began to whirl his tongue faster and faster inside her. Groaning in lewd delight, she gripped his hair tighter and forced his wetly questing mouth to press hard against her frantically quivering pussy.
At that moment, the partially openeed window slammed shut in a sudden gust of wind that blew an erotic sensation of sudden coldness across her body. "AAAAHHHH," she groaned, her legs pulled up and wantonly spread as the slender black youth licked her tender pussy, tatalizing her with his oral expertise.
She was responding ever more to Bobby's urgent tongue-fucking, despite the fact that it was only a dream. Hot flickering lashes of desire burned in her warmly throbbing vaginal depths, and her naked skin tingled with excitement that she struggled desperately to resist. She couldn't fight it, though, for she was loving it too much.
The brutal intensity of the young stud's savagely whirling tongue began to have its effect on her, aided immensely by her dream-state and her hyperactive imagination. Soon, in her dream, she found her frantically writhing body becoming overwhelmed with surges of animal passion so strong and exciting that it began to obliterate the shameful childhood memories that had previously turned her off to sex as a young girl. Low moans of delight bubbled deep in her thoat, and her increasingly passionate young body began to pulse with ripples of incredible pleasure.
"Uuuuunnnngggg...." she moaned, "Aaaan-nngggg...."
Bobby continued to drive his lewdly licking tongue deeper and deeper into her spontaneously clutching pussy. At the same time, he gripped his still-inflated, hotly jerking penis in his hand and began to pump it up and down. He knew it was futile to attempt to fuck her-he was enjoying himself much too much! He was going to get off, though, that was for sure, even if he didn't stick his huge cock deep up inside her sweet little cunt.
That can wait until another time, he though darkly. Loree continued twisting and turning her upraised pelvis against his mouth, writhing in delight as his ovaled lips greedily sucked on the hot wet pulsing flesh of her cuntal slit. Meanwhile, he jerked his lust-swollen penis up and down, increasing his own mounting frenzy of passion.
"AAAGGGHHH!" the naked young secretary cried, scarcely believing the waves of excruciating passion that rippled through her helplessly aroused loins and shattered the last of her waning resistance. Her pussy lips flared open hungrily now, and the quivering wet walls of her inner cuntal flesh clutched greedily at the boy's hotly twisting tongue, trying to pull it even further inside her desperately sucking vaginal depths. Her body seemed to be operating on its own, in its dream-state, and furthered by her desperately unconscious need for complete sexual release and fulfillment which Loree was only beginning to discover. Now there was nothing she could do to stem the tide of raging lust within her. There was nothing to do but surrender to it fully.
The excitement was almost unbearable. She was bobbing like a helpless raft on a turbulent sea of sensuality. The fire raging in her loins became an inferno, and she twisted and writhed to accommodate its urgent hunger. She felt like a shameless whore, vulgar and vile, yet there was nothing she could do about it! Then, suddenly, she knew instinctively she was close to orgasm, and a vivid flash made her realize what a thrill she had in store. She had forgotten the wonderful feeling in actuality-it had been so brief when Bobby had fucked her for real. But the promise of reliving that feeling in her dream was here for real. Pinwheels of light seemed to burst behind her tightly closed eyelids! Her nakedly writhing young body was consumed with a cascading delight, and she was afraid she would explode from the overpowering force of her release.
"I'M CUUUUUUUUMMMMMM-IIIIINNNNGGGGG!!!!!" she screamed, not aware that the shrill voice in her dream was actually hers. "OOOHHHH, SHIIIITTTT!!! I'M CUUUUMMMM-MMMIIIIINNNNNGGGGG!"
At the same time, the young man had reached his own climax, for while his feverish tongue-fucking was producing Loree's lurid response, it was also increasing his own pleasure. He stroked himself wildly until his rigidly stiffened hardness was nearly raw from the force of it. His heavily bouncing balls began to churn with hot sperm, making his loins ache with the onrush of orgasm. His seething climax grew and grew as he jerked furiously at his cock and bore down his face into the gushing succulent wetness of Loree's vaginal softness. And suddenly he was there! Jets of thick, milk-white cum squirted obscenely out of his thickly inflated penis, streaming out and splashing in rich pools on the coverlet. He groaned with aching pleasure into the helplessly pulsing pussy flesh that enveloped his mouth and tongue.
Loree's madly quaking cuntal walls were consumed with fiery ripple of pleasure as her own hotly cascading cum flowed out, spreading over Bobby's greedily licking tongue. It seemed to go on for hours, and she moaned incoherently, consumed by an obscene delight she had never known existed until three months ago.
Soon, however, the passion began to ebb, and Bobby, having ejaculated the last of his scalding hot sperm onto the bedspread, withdrew from the still softly throbbing body of the lustful young secretary.
Loree was quite exhausted by the intense tongue-fucking she had just received, and she lay back on the bed in the deep glow of post-orgasmic delight to rest for a moment in her dream. Hours later, it seemed, Bobby and Loree were still lying on the bed, enjoying the warmth of each other's bodies.
"Mmmmmm, you feel sooo good," the young secretary said as she gazed tenderly at him. She felt quite pleasant now after that blissful rest.
Bobby rose from the blanket and stretched lazily, and Loree could hardly keep her eyes from roving over his slender, muscular body. Generally, it was something she never allowed herself, but in her dream, anything was possible. The stormy sexual adventures she had been experiencing recently had done incredible things to her old ideas concerning sex, and there was something magnificent about Bobby that attracted her, attracted her in a sexual way despite the fact that he had forced her to submit to his obscene oral rape only hours earlier.
Perhaps it was his exotic background, his rich coffee-colored skin, she couldn't be certain, but even after his crude attack, she still felt warmly toward him, and still incredibly desirous of him. I don't know what's getting into me, she thought, bewildered by her conflicting feelings. Why am I so attracted to a man like this?
"Man," Bobby said as he stretched the muscles of his hard-muscled arms, "It's so nice just laying here like this. So nice with your head against my chest." She smiled at him warmly as she played with one of his hard, gigantic nipples. "I like being here with you, too, Bobby."
"Do you?"
"Unh-huh, I like it a lot."
"Thanks, Loree," he said, smiling at her with sincerity in his eyes.
Slowly, he took Loree's hand and started rubbing it over his body, over his tight, wiry chest and shoulders. He felt so strong and warm to Loree's touch, and his incredibly rippling muscles thrilled Loree more than she could have ever suspected. Loree found her eyes drinking in his handsome, lean body, almost yearning to reach out and touch it with her other hand as well, caressing it tenderly.
The youth sensed her renewed excitement and moved a little closer to the young woman, who began to grow slightly apprehensive at his nearness. Yet mixed with this tension was a strange warmth that grew throbbingly again in her loins and made her body tingle with excitement.
Bobby stretched out full length beside her, sighing ever so deeply.
"Man, oh, man, this sure does feel mighty great. I do love having you next to me like this, baby. I don't know what could be nicer than this," he smiled.
"It really has been wonderful, Bobby. I've enjoyed myself so much," she found herself saying, much to her mild surprise.
"Did you like what I did back then, a few hours ago," he asked sincerely.
"You know I did."
His face was so temptingly near hers with his full dark lips so inviting that she had to restrain herself forcibly from leaning over and kissing him.
Yet, even as she struggled to hold herself back, a deeper instinct began to draw her closer to the languid young black man, a darker urge that had been tapped only a few hours ago, when she was awake and actually in his arms. Now that she was asleep and blissfully dreaming, a voice called her body to make ready for undreamed-of pleasure. A voice screamed inside of her to kiss him, to ignore any part of what her conscience might tell her ... she must kiss him ... she'll like kissing him ... kiss him ... kiss him....
Before she knew what she was doing, she drew even closer to Bobby and kissed him softly on the lips. How wonderful it felt, how sweet and pleasant. Her body began to ache warmly at the contact of her ripe, young lips with his, and soon their bodies were pressed close together, his hard male frame lightly grazing the softness of her femininity in her tender caress. Within a few moments, desire rose steadily between them, and Bobby took her in his arms, holding her close, while they held their kiss for what seemed like an eternity.
Oh, the young secretary dreamed on, how lovely it feels to have him next to me like this ... it isn't wrong, it isn't!
Suddenly, the sound of the door creaking open interrupted the blissful embrace, and Loree, terrified, pulled away from Bobby and sat up, nervously covering herself with a blanket and patting her hair into place. A blurry figure walked toward them, and as he came closer and closer, Loree gasped with the faint glimmerings of recognition. She had seen this young man somewhere before, she knew she had seen him! His face was a bit fuzzy, but she knew that she recognized it. She knew it! Then, suddenly, the pieces fitted together and she knew who was standing before her. Rapidly, her dream had turned into a nightmare, for standing before her was none other than Jon!
CHAPTER FIVE
Jon's ominous and sudden appearance startled the young woman, and anxiety returned, making her heart pound like a hammer in her chest. She felt ridiculous now, for having let herself go to bed so shamelessly with Bobby.
"Hi there, you two," said Jon, smiling lewdly.
"Well, hello, Jon," greeted Bobby as he rose up to meet his friend. "How'd you know we were here?"
Jon just stood there and looked at him, a sly smile on his lips.
"Nice night, isn't it?" he said in a husky tone.
"Not as nice as it's going to be," said Bobby, gazing lasciviously at Loree.
Jon stared brazenly at Loree, letting his dark, cold eyes travel lewdly over the nervous young girl's voluptuously endowed body. Slowly, he smiled at her, and it was clear to her just what was on his mind.
"Hello, again. Glad to see you so soon," he said. "I hope we have as much fun this time as we did before."
Loree blushed and glanced away. How dare he say such a thing, she thought. He's vulgar and coarse.
The sandy-haired young stud swaggered confidently toward her.
"Boy, it sure is good to see you again," he said as he gazed hypnotically at her quiveringly naked, vulnerable body. He then reached down and, with his wide hand, placed it firmly over the huge mound that his massive male genitals made in the tight crotch of his black jeans. Loree was shocked by the gesture, yet she couldn't tear her eyes away from his magnetic menacing presence. He massaged his groin openly, grinning so that his thick lips pulled back over his prominently showing teeth in a manner that made the young girl grow anxious in the pit of her stomach. "How about sharing your little snatch with me again, Bobby?" he leered.
Quickly, Loree scrambled to her feet, terror bursting through her brain with the force of a crack of thunder.
"How dare you!" she cried. "Bobby, I want him to go back where he came from! Right now!"
Bobby turned to her, and at once, she noticed that a darkly depraved glint had come into his eyes, altering his boyish appearance drastically as it had briefly the first time she met him.
"Now, Loree, that wouldn't be very polite, would it?" he asked. "I mean, Jon's my friend. Your's too, and I think we should share all our good fortune with our friends, if you get my meaning."
The two boys laughed lustily and lewdly, and in that moment, Loree realized that once more she had been completely deceived.
"Oh, no ... nooooo," she cried in fear, and she began to run blindly away to escape them, hoping to make it to the bathroom so she could lock herself in and wait for them to leave.
But Jon barely had to reach out to easily catch her and grab her roughly by the arm.
"Now, come on, Loree, that's no way to act. It's just not nice to run away like that. Me and Bobby just want to show you a good time, that's all."
"Leave me alone, you bastard," she spat angrily. "You're disgusting!"
Suddenly, Jon drew back his hand and slapped her cruelly in the face. The force of the brutal blow sent her sprawling in the grass, stinging pain burning her cheek.
"No fuckin' bitch talks to me like that, get it?" he raved at her. "No one, no way! I guess we're just gonna have to show you that we mean business."
Quickly, he withdrew a short piece of thick rope from his coat pocket and stalked over to where the terrified young girl cowered on the floor. Before she knew what was happening, he had gripped her wrists and wrapped the heavy thick rope around them, so that her arms were bound behind her back.
"Guess I had to bind you up so you'll behave, honey," he leered.
"Why are you doing this to me? Why?" she moaned, quivering in terror.
"Relax, Loree. It's more fun this way."
With a groan of despair, the tightly bound young woman realized that all of Bobby's charm had been only a cruel ruse to continue his depraved sexual abuse of her, but now he had even obviously planned to include his stud friend in on the gang-bang of her as well. Instinctively, she knew that she could do nothing but submit to their perverse desire, at least until she got away from them somehow. But how, she wondered. She was their captive, and who knew what they would do to her if she tried to resist. They could simply leave her tied here if they wanted, left perhaps to die if no one found her.
The sharp pain that lingered in her cheek was a vivid reminder that the white fellow, Jon, would now stop at nothing to get what he wanted, and to flood his hotly waiting male sperm deep up inside her. Tears of anguish streamed down her cheeks as she fully grasped the meaning of the situation. She was their plaything, their helpless sexual toy! And to live, she must submit to their every lewd wish!
Roughly, Jon pulled her to her feet and gripped her elbow, forcing her to walk with him back to the bed. Through her tear-dimmed eyes, she could see that Bobby was massaging his thick penis into a rigidly pulsating erection. She stumbled along in the dirt and sand, brutally shoved ahead by the muscular man, until she was finally pushed down onto the blanket, tumbling in a limp, unresisting heap, her wrists stinging from the tightness of the heavy rope that bound her. Mercifully, the softness of the mattress gave her some relief from her pain, and she lay helplessly on her back trying to ease her anxiety, attempting to prepare herself for the horrible sexual obscenities she knew they would inflict upon her defenseless young body.
In her sleep, Loree tossed and turned uncomfortably as she continued her frightening dream-a dream that had started out so pleasurably, but was now turning so horribly ugly that she was sweating fearfully as it continued to play itself out.
"Don't get so fucking excited, Bobby," Jon snarled as he began to quickly strip himself. "I get first crack at her snooty little pussy this time."
"Sure thing, Jon," the black boy agreed quickly, obviously a little frightened of his suddenly sadistic friend. "Go right ahead."
"That's mighty friendly of you, Bobby," he said, laughing sarcastically.
Bending over the captive young secretary, with a lewd smile twisting across his face, Jon, who now wore only his jeans and his boots, gazed lasciviously at her breasts.
"Now, that's what I call a nice pair of tits, Bobby, wouldn't you say?"
"Yeah, she's a real nice piece of ass," Bobby assured carelessly.
Loree closed her eyes tightly, trying to blot out the depraved conversation from her mind, trying to close her ears to the foul language they used in discussing her, as though she were nothing more than a slave on the selling block or a piece of meat in a butcher shop. With a broad smile, Jon gazed as her ripe young tits quivered. Her nipples involuntarily hardened and grew taut. Her bound wrists pressed tightly against the small of her back, and she tried desperately to ease the pain caused by the tight rawhide thong, but it was no use.
Jon straddled his legs on either side of her fearfully quivering hips, then knelt, bending down so that his wetly thick lips closed around first one softly throbbing tit and then the other, hungrily sucking and biting at the tender upthrust flesh like a starving dog suddenly thrown a bone. Meanwhile, the roughly pinioned young wife could feel Bobby working eagerly at her hips and smiling lewdly at the sight of her inflamed cunt.
"She's all set to fuck," he said to Jon, who was still busily working his mouth around her painfully throbbing tits.
"OH, PLEASE ... NO ... don't ... PLEASE, DON'T!" Loree cried, her eyes wide with terror.
At hearing her pleading voice, the swarthy male pulled away, leaving Loree's wetly glistening nipples nearly raw and red from his vicious sucking.
"I'm so hot I could about cum right now in my pants," Jon mewled, as he unhitched his belt buckle. "Turn the fucking little bitch over. I'm gonna give her a special treat."
"NO, BOBBY, PLEASE ... OHHHHHHH!"
Ignoring her pitiful begging, the young man bent down and gripped the young woman's sides with his hands, forcing her to turn over on her stomach. Then, he gazed lustily and hungrily, drinking in the gleaming white moons of her nakedly rounded asscheeks. She lay without struggling now, small gasps of humiliation coursing from her mouth. Her completely bound ass quivered slightly from the deep soulful sobs that periodically escaped her lips.
Jon stood at the end of the bed, completely stripped. He waited for a moment, standing between her ankles while his thick monstrous cock grew even more erect and jerked lewdly at the sight of her helplessly exposed lower belly and thighs. He then stopped, grabbing both of the subjugated girl's ankles and forcing them outward harshly, splaying her legs wide apart.
"OH, NO, PLEASE, NO," she whimpered as she felt the cool rush of air between her thighs. Her helplessly naked body squirmed in a futile gesture of resistance as she tried to worm her way down deeper into the sheets.
"HOLD HER, HOLD HER," Jon yelled to Bobby, who pushed his hand hard down into the small of her back, pressing her stomach tight against the ground. Loree struggled again for a moment, then lay still. Her body shook with sobs and terrified pleading that rumbled unheard from her throat.
The muscular boy dropped to his knees between the girls legs and ran his hands greedily over the long, tapering calves and up inside her soft inner thighs to the faintly moistened interior up between her legs. The shadowy cuntal slit between her thighs was deep and inviting, and Jon growled in rising excitement as he ran the edge of the young woman's helplessly exposed buttocks, parting them slightly so that her tiny puckered anus was visible to his lewdly gaping eyes.
Oh, no, Loree thought in terror as she remembered her attack earlier in the evening. Not there again, Oh, nooooooo!
Jon leered down at the cowering secretary and slowly pressed his thumbs forward and outward, forcing aside the soft white mounds of her asscheeks as she groaned and tried to tense them together, but he dug his fingers hard into the nakedly pliant flesh until she realized that resistance only meant pain, and that it was best to surrender and let him spread them apart as far as he wished. The lust-crazed young stud sucked in his breath as the tiny little circle of exposed anal flesh came into view again. He pushed one hand down and thrust experimentally at it with his outstretched middle finger. Loree jerked forward and cried out as she felt his finger intrude harshly into the tight rubbery opening back between her buttocks. She was humiliated to the very core of her being at the thought of being raped there again after suffering the same fate by Bobby only a short while ago. Her dream had distorted reality for her, for while she truly enjoyed the lewd anal skewering in reality, her dream had caused her to remember it as a painful, bitter, horrid and humiliating experience.
She felt terrible for in the dream she was helplessly bound on her own bed! She pressed her pelvis hard down into the blanket, her firm white buttocks tensing together to escape the finger being wormed relentlessly up into her rectal depths, but her resistance was useless, for he burrowed forward again, sinking it to the first knuckle.
"AAAAANNNNNGGGGGHHHHH!" she gasped pitifully, clenching her asscheeks together as tight as she could and trapping his hand between the desperately resisting mounds of flesh.
"Open it, bitch," he commanded brutally, slapping her harshly on the nakedly clenched buttocks with his free hand and pushing down with all his strength with the other until his finger broke through the desperate but useless resistance of her rectal muscles and sank in up to the second knuckle. She groaned aloud and then in piteous submission relaxed her sphincter muscles and let him do as he wished.
As he worked his finger around mercilessly into her abused little asshole, widening and preparing it for the greater entry to come, he began to stroke his heatedly swollen cock with his other hand, preparatory to ass-fucking the defenseless young woman spread-eagled on her belly beneath him. He pulled his thick foreskin back with his thumb and forefinger, exposing the huge, bulbous head, and aimed the long, thick instrument directly at the tightly puckered hole now partially stretched from the merciless rotation of his stiffened middle finger.
He opened her nakedly trembling buttocks again with his thumbs, withdrawing his finger and leaning forward to drop a large gob of spittle on her anus to moisten and lubricate his entry. Then he leaned forward, pressing the whole of his body into her back, and his massively pulsating cock slid along the slightly sweat-dampened crevice until the tip of it rested heavily against the tiny, nakedly throbbing hole. Then, levering himself up, he pulled her hips upward until she was kneeling slave-like before him, his lust-swollen cock pressed tight against her vainly protesting and clenched opening as he mercilessly bore down on her, forcing the huge cock-head cruelly forward into her tightly clenched little anal opening.
Loree writhed and moaned in pain, both from the brutal pressure against her futilely resisting rectum and from the sting of rope around her wrists. Never had she experienced such deep humiliation, and there was nothing she could do about it, nothing! She was their slave, their animal-like kneeling slave! Her naked young body was theirs to use and abuse as lewdly and obscenely as they wished!
Bobby watched hungrily as Jon's unrelenting stiff cock burrowed further into the tightly resisting ring of rectal flesh which clasped around the tip of Jon's massive cock like a cruelly stretched rubber band. He wanted to fuck this little filly, too, and his cock lurched in almost uncontrollable excitement, rigidly jerking with lust and hungry anticipation. His time would come soon, he knew, very, very soon....
"OOOOOHHHHH, YOU'RE RIPPING ME OPEN!" Loree gasped as Jon's massively swollen penis finally hammered its brutal way into the painfully cringing depths of her rectum. Then, miraculously, there was a slight hissing sound around her widely stretched anal lips and it was sunk all the way in to the hilt. She jerked spasmodically for a moment and then froze in her helplessly kneeling position to try and ease the excruciating pain of the cruel and complete filling of her tightly stretched little rectum. It was useless to resist further, as each movement of her body only served to widen and stretch the tiny cavern to greater and more painful dimensions. Besides, the deed was done. He was sunk all the way up inside her. There was nothing to do now but let him have his way, minutes, maybe it would just take a short time to get it over with if she tried not to fight it.
"Goddamn, it's a nice, tight little asshole," he growled above her. He reached down, grasping her firmly rounded hips in his hands and pulled her even higher up on her knees, bending her subservient young body unmercifully. Then he began to fuck in and out of her painfully stretched rectal opening with long smooth strokes, bringing ever greater groans of protests and humiliation from her lips each time he thrust forward.
Bobby, standing impatiently beside them and eagerly stroking his long, hard penis, was going out of his mind, eager to join in the orgy.
"Hey, Jon, come on, pal, turn her back over on top of you so I can fuck her hot little pussy while you fuck her in the ass!"
"Glad to do it," the other youth replied, and locking his hands tightly around Loree's hips, he rolled to the side, pulling her over backwards with him so that she now lay on her back on top of him. His heatedly throbbing cock was still embedded deep inside her hotly quivering anus as she lay on his full strength with her back and tightly bound wrists pressed down against his stomach and chest.
The black youth lost no time in pulling Loree's legs even further apart so that they dangled out wide over the man beneath's legs, her pinkly pulsing young vagina helplessly exposed just above the long thick pole of Jon's cock up in her rectum. Then he grasped his painfully throbbing penis and guided it swiftly to the moistly throbbing opening of the young woman's defenselessly spread little pussy as with a sudden deep-throated grunt, he rammed forward with all his brutal young strength, and his long hard thickness disappeared deep inside her already cock-filled belly.
"OOOOOHHHHH," she groaned as its heatedly pulsating length slithered into her to join Jon's cock still buried far up inside her burning rectal depths. Loree lay moaning and sobbing hopelessly from the pain and almost unbearable shame of being sandwiched between two total strangers, impaled between their hotly throbbing penises like an insect, with only the thin wall of flesh between her anus and vagina to separate the two viciously embedded instruments of torture. Her dream was distorting reality totally for her.
Bobby began immediately to fuck Loree's wetly throbbing pussy, excited nearly to the bursting point after watching Jon's cruel rape of her anus. He fucked into her with hard, frenzied strokes while Jon, beneath, began thrusting up with cruelly knifing force into the depths of her ass. It took a moment, but they developed a natural rhythm, buffeting her between them like a sack of soft, resilient foam rubber. She was groaning a single low whine which went on and on all the time they ground into her, intermingled occasionally by a deep grunt from her chest as they smacked into her body with harder and harder force.
The young secretary's loins were stretched wide by the two thick rods of male flesh, and she was sure that she had reached the lowest point of degradation that any woman had ever had to endure. Every inch of her milk-white body throbbed with stinging torturous pain. She felt drowned in humiliation, no longer even human, simply one great mass of abused and cruelly ravaged flesh.
But even though her dream was causing her shame that she had never felt so intensely in real life, she was beginning to feel something totally different in her loins, and her mood was slowly changing. Slowly they began to come ... the faint zephyrs of unwanted pleasure that grew stronger ... and stronger ... with each brutally ramming stroke from above and below. It seemed to extend to every part of her tortured young body. Her nakedly tingling skin began to ripple with it, her mind reeled, and every nerve ending in her entire body seemed to come alive as the sensations grew in force until gale winds of masochistic delight were sweeping through her entire being.
She was enjoying it! Bound and captive, raped in the anus and vagina by these two youths, and she was enjoying it! She hardly had time to comprehend the full meaning of this bewildering turn of events, as an overpowering wave of ecstasy washed over her fevered body, obliterating completely the humiliation and burning shame of being fucked by two men at the same time. It mingled with the sharply wrenching pain that she shook with a deeply thrilling sense of savage animal excitement. She loved it, and as the feeling grew, she began to moan in pleasure, twisting and writhing her cock-ravaged body between the two abandonedly fucking men like a lust-conquered whore.
A raging hurricane of masochistic delight swirled from the depths of her helplessness, and the realization of her lewd position, shameful only moments before, now charged her with sexual excitement. Her hips began to move eagerly backwards to meet the savage upthrusting of Jon's rigidly knifing cock, and then forward to swallow the whole of Bobby's thickly plunging penis. She undulated wildly between the two hairy male bodies, her buttocks rotating and heaving against them. She was free! She felt sensational. The nightmare was over, and now she was in the blissful dream state once again!
"YESSSSSSSSSSSS!" she screamed wildly in her dream, "OH, YESSSSSSSSSSSS! FUUU-CCCKKK MMEEEEEEE GOOOOOO-ODDDDD!!!!!"
Wilder and wilder the two men fucked, urged on by her obvious change of attitude and lewdly abandoned cries. All three of them groaned in bestial excitement and howled a bizarre cry of heated sexual debauchery.
Loree was out of her mind with pleasure now, and she began sobbing excitedly as her nakedly thrashing loins reached even greater heights of lusty excitement. Then, without warning, she was cummmg ... cumming, uncontrollably, and her madly throbbing cuntal walls secreted a sweetly gushing fluid that nearly drove her incoherent with debght. She was screaming at the top of her lungs.
Her eyes rolled upwards in her head, and her wantonly writhing body was delirious with ecstasy as orgasm after orgasm rolled like reverberating thunder through her wetly exploding cuntal interior.
Jon and Bobby both sensed her overpowering excitement, and it charged them with renewed strength. Their two massively inflated cocks became charged with raw masculine power as they puckered her from above and below, searing the twin channels of her loins like mighty cannons, sharing the triumph of their subjugation of this ravishingly beautiful creature pressed hotly between their lust-driven loins.
"UUUUUNNNNNGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!" Bobby cried as his sperm-bloated testicles suddenly tightened and began to erupt under the intolerable pressure. "I'M CUUUMMMIIINNNGGG!"
And suddenly he was there, spurting wave after wave of white hot cum into Loree's furiously quaking cunt, emptying himself with deep guttural moans, filling her with his liquid manhood. Beneath the squirming young girl and the violently cumming man, Jon held off as long as possible, priding himself in his ability to withhold his climax until the moment when he felt the time was ripe for his release. Yet the lewdly excited cries of orgasm from Bobby and the young secretary above him drove in time and time again to the bursting point, and it was only with great effort that he held back his scalding load of sperm. Finally, however, he wanted to wait no longer, and he began to knife his massively hardened cock upward into Loree's greedily clenching anus like a jackhammer. The enormous force of his thrusts lifted both the other man and the ravaged girl momentarily upward. On and on he drove, his great strength charging like a bull as he tore cruelly upward into the girl's cock-filled rectal depths. His enormous swollen balls could no longer hold his wildly churning semen, and the thickly boiling cum travelled up the massive length of his upward plunging cock until it burst through the parted glans of his cockhead and gushed into the dark interior of Loree's bowels, filling her with a radiant burst of wet heat that enhanced her delight beyond measure.
On and on it came as though he were urinating into her back there until, finally, Bobby pulled away, exhausted, leaving only Jon to complete his last few hard strokes until he, too, was drained of sperm. Then he stopped, leaving the exhausted girl lying inertly on top of his thickly muscled body.
"Man, that was a really good fuck," the ravished young woman heard Bobby say as he began to dress. Vaguely, she could dream that she could feel herself being thrust onto her side as Jon withdrew his drained cock from her flooded rectal depths and rolled himself over from beneath her. But her thoughts were far away from the two men, and she was still completely in the thrill of her orgasm. She had reached the apex of pleasure, and though it was only a dream, it felt real to her. Her body vibrated from head to foot with a mixture of pain and rapture. She could hear Jon getting dressed, too. She also heard the men exchanging lewd remarks about her sperm-drenched nakedness, but she didn't even care, such was her bliss.
She lay on her back on the bed, her legs still lewdly spread and watching the two men, blissfully basking in the glow of post-orgasm.
It had been by far the most wildly erotic dream that she had ever had in her life, and it instilled her subconscious mind with a need for sex that she could not put her finger on, but that she could not deny-ever, and she drifted back to an incredibly relaxed sleep.
CHAPTER SIX
Loree slept the rest of the night away blissfully dreaming of the twelve-inch cock that had been up her cunt earlier that evening. She couldn't get that image out of her mind, and when she awoke the next morning to get ready to go to work, she knew that she would not be satisfied until she had another cock up her like the one she had last night. Unfortunately, she had not gotten Bobby's number or last name, so there was no way she could get in touch with him. She hoped valiantly that she would run into him in the very near future, as she wanted to get fucked by him again very soon.
As it was, she could not restrain herself from thinking about sex and fucking all the time, and she left for work wondering just how on earth she would get through the day without a fuck.
She had scarcely gotten to the office when Doug called her. It had been about the tenth time he had tried to get together with her since that wild afternoon three months ago. But for some reason, Loree could not bear the thought of seeing him again. Somehow, that one afternoon had been enough for her. She wanted to move on to bigger and better things-like foot-long black cocks, for one thing.
Scarcely after she had hung up the phone, Billy the photographer came in. "Hi, Loree," he said with a warm smile. Loree looked at him and it was as if she saw him for the first time. Billy was devastatingly handsome, and he had spent so much time hiding behind the camera or going out to breakfast that Loree hardly even noticed him. She couldn't understand why she had not paid attention to Billy before. There he was, tanned, muscular, handsome and young-just waiting for sex, and she ignored him. Then, the truth hit her with the force of a sledgehammer, after her experience last night, Loree had become a wanton whore-a creature of sex. She lived for lust now, and it's no wonder that she saw in Billy a potentially fine sexual partner. She smiled sweetly at him and said, "Good morning, Billy."
"Say, I was wondering if you could do me a favor," said Billy.
"Oh, I think we can work something out."
"Well, I have to lubricate the camera mechanism so that it clicks properly. It's been giving me some trouble. Do you think you could give me a hand?"
"Sure," replied Loree. The office was dead, and she had no pressing work. Besides, it would give them an excellent chance to get to know each other better. Loree only hoped that she could restrain herself from reaching down into Billy's pants and grabbing his bulging cock that was so clearly outlined in the tight-fitting garment.
* * *
In the photography studio portion of the photodating center, Loree held a can of lubricant while Billy fiddled with the camera mechanism. Just watching him work made him more attractive and irresistible to her. She knew she had to have him, NOW! The whole idea of risking her job was totally unimportant. She wanted Billy's cock in her and that was all that mattered. She had to have it.
"Lubricant?" asked Billy.
Loree was so entranced in thinking about him that she didn't even hear him.
"Lubricant?" he repeated.
This snapped Loree to attention and she cheerfully handed him the spray can of lubricant.
"I wonder if people can use this stuff," she said at last.
"Oh, I don't think it would be such a hot idea," chimed Billy. "It's for metal parts and such."
"Oh, I see," continued Loree. "I guess people have to stick to stuff like Vaseline and baby oil."
"I guess so," muttered Billy indifferently. "Have you ever used a lubricant?" she asked gamely.
"What for?" he said, looking at her with interest.
"Well...." she fumbled, "like ... for sex?"
Billy turned bright red. He had often used Vaseline to masturbate, in fact he often masturbated to a picture of the lovely Loree that he had snapped of her in secret. But the nineteen-year-old youth would never admit that to her-or anyone.
Loree could see by his reaction that it would be best not to pursue the issue, but she could not resist. "Billy, look ... if there's something you want to do with me ... something you want to say, just tell me, you understand? Don't be shy."
Billy looked into her eyes, "Do you mean it?"
"Anything you want," she cooed, and there was no misunderstanding her meaning.
"Well, I'd love for you to suck me off, but what about Mr.-Simpkins? We can't do anything here. We might get caught."
"I haven't been caught yet," ventured Loree, thrilled by the youth's young, raw awkwardness and self-conscious expression! "All right," she said quietly, "suppose you just sit in that chair, spread your legs and lean back, close your eyes, and relax?"
Billy did as he was told, only he couldn't had his life depended on it, relax. He closed his eyes and felt her expertly unzip his fly and take his hard, erect young cock out. Not even in his wettest dream had he been so excited.
He moaned with pleasure as he felt her soft wet lips slip over the head of his cock and begin sucking teasingly back and forth. She lifted her face for a moment and gazed up at him.
"How do you like it, Loree?" he smiled, enjoying this mixture of amusement and desire in her eyes. He proudly followed the movement of her eyes down toward the rigid male organ that stood out from his hairy loins, massive and hard, throbbing vibrantly, the round exposed corona shining smooth and red, pulsing and engorged, ready!
With her eyes wide and staring with frank admiration, she bent forward in the chair and couldn't help saying, "My goodness, it's so big! And so hard! I love it!" When she said it she had a wicked gleam of lust in her eyes.
"You really are out of sight," she crooned, and both hands reached forward teasingly to capture the young boy's penis. Her fingers gripped it softly as she circled it with one palm, and she knew that she couldn't encompass it completely. Goodness, it is bigger than the one she had last night! It stood out hard and thick, spearing through his fly, with a couple of wisps of his curly pubic hair lying alongside it, as her hand moved along its length, and she measured it mentally with her eyes. Deftly, she retracted the loose folds of the foreskin, then grasped the blood-engorged head, squeezing it rhythmically for a moment or two. She felt its countering throb, warm and smooth in her palm. Her other hand squeezed into his open fly under his heatedly pulsating cock to find the sperm-inflated warmth of his balls. With gently playing fingers, she teased them, rolling the egg-sized testicles tenderly between her fingers.
"Do you want me to ... suck you off now?" she looked up, her hands still wrapped around the warmly throbbing cock, and murmured softly.
"OH, YES, LOREE!" he groaned, his mind reeling with lewd delight at what his young female friend was saying. "SUCK MY COCK! SUCK IT OFF!"
The beautiful young secretary moved slightly forward in the chair across from him until her face was a few scant inches from the anxiously throbbing head of his cock. Her head lowered steadily over the hardness of him. The young boy shuddered as suddenly her quivering little tongue flicked forward, the tip boring teasingly into the wetness of the tiny glans of the end. He sucked his breath in from the sudden, unexpected contact. He thought that the top of his head was going to come off! Chills rippled along the back of his spine, bringing a groan from his lips. She brought her soft warm mouth down all the way and enclosed the whole of the sensitive head in a moistly warming pressure. Then, her wetly parted lips tightened like an elastic band around it just below the head, trapping it completely inside the warm cavern of her mouth.
"Golly! I never felt anything so good in my whole life!" he groaned, flexing his buttocks in the chair seat and beginning to thrust his hips up at her, wanting to ram his long hard cock all the way down his lovely friend's working white throat.
"MMMMMMMM," the young secretary murmured softly around his wildly throbbing harness, giving a gentle squeeze with her tongue that sent another wave of shivers rippling down his spine. While she continued the moist embrace of her mouth, she began to stroke and massage the stiffly upstanding length at the same time, rubbing the scruffy skin back and forth before slipping her hand to his balls again and cradling their softness in her palm. Gradually, she pulled her head up from the young stud's wetly glistening penis, although still continuing the gently stroking of loose foreskin up and down the full length of his member.
Holding it now in both hands, tenderly she kissed the long, throbbing stalk, her tongue flicking wetly from between her lips to lick across it lightly. She felt its involuntary jerk and heard Billy's indrawn breath rasp in his throat. Then, she watched with fascination as a single tear of viscous lubricant from his rapidly rising lust oozed out of the slit at the tip of the rounded cock-head. Without hesitation, she licked the clear white fluid away, savoring its pungency.
Then, her wetly searching tongue began to move sideways, back and forth, all up and down, though still in a lateral licking motion over the sensitive underside of the head. She stroked it and licked on it like a cat in every possible way and from every direction and angle, and it responded by throbbing, jerking and expanding even larger until, finally, the young stud gave a loud moan of agonized pleasure.
Abruptly, he tried to sit up further ... but found he couldn't, fearing to break the overwhelming pleasure.
"You like?" she mumbled moistly as she continued slavering over his wetly glistening instrument with her hands and mouth. He didn't answer and she mumbled softly, "Then I'll keep on...."
"Just ... a minute," the young man groaned and, once again, struggled to pull himself up in the chair from the half-reclining posture he had slipped into. He wanted to see the young secretary's big, provocative breasts naked and exposed to him as she worked over his cock, and he reached out to embrace her finally with his arms, his hands sliding over her bent back and the wanton woman came into his arms eagerly ... easily. He held her close, his hands once again running over her lushly ripened body through the cloth, then he began pushing the opened blouse back over her gently rounded shoulders.
"Damn it, help me get this off!" he groaned and slowly peeled the blouse down her shoulders and arms until she sat before him, naked to the waist, roundly curving orbs of her breasts swaying as she bent over his body.
Squirming slightly from his encircling arms, Loree lowered her head once again towards the wetly glistening rigidity of his cock that was spearing out of his open fly. She moved her head down his body, trailing the soft moistness of her lips teasingly across the flat plane of his stomach. Her fingernails scratched over his cock that jerked and reached yearningly up toward the ceiling. Finally, she was hovering over his young loins with her hungry face poised just above his still, hotly throbbing member, and blew close against it.
"Do it ... more of what you were doing before," he choked and sputtered under her lewd teasing. "Put it back in your mouth!"
His head lifted forward and stared down in disbelief and wonder as the lovely secretary did just that, bringing her mouth down all the way over the lewdly expanding cock, trapping it with one smooth movement completely, inside the clinging wet walls of her mouth once again. The sight of her naked white breasts dancing lewdly while his hard shaft of flesh sank between her tightly ovaled lips increased the obscene sensation churning in his balls a thousand times. The base of the white, rapidly expanding organ was still wet from the wetly teasing attentions of her mouth moments ago and glistened like a huge wet bone. Now, she massaged the soft resilient skin of his sperm-filled testicles gently with one hand and stroked the base of his wildly throbbing organ between the thumb and forefinger of the other as she began to suck rhythmically and slowly up and down. He could feel the softness of her tongue whirling maddeningly around it at the apex of the withdrawal, the tip flicking magically across the tiny slitted glan of its end. He watched the top of her head bobbing up and down below and the sight of her half-naked body made it all the more exciting for him.
He couldn't understand how she did it so well ... Just watching her was driving him crazy! "SUCK IT! SUCK IT!" he groaned and coughed, laying his hands on her head and forcing her wetly working mouth to pull harder on his lust-thickened hardness.
Loree sensed his rapidly building arousal and tightened her lips around the hard, stiffly pulsing flesh. Without once letting her mouth lose contact with his organ, she moved closer in between his wide-spread thighs and reached under his widespread buttocks on the chair to hold them with the gentle grasp of her fingers. She was drawing his long, hard cock further and further up into her hungry little mouth, deeper into her throat; his loins jerking willingly up toward her face in reaction, also assisted the movement. She did nothing at all to stop the smooth sliding and filling movement of this huge, near-bursting organ into the deepest recesses of her throat ... she liked it that way. Faster and faster, her licking wet tongue twirled around the quickly growing gland until he neared the explosion point.
Loree's young stud's amazement continued to grow with his rapidly mounting lust. I just don't know how she does it! It seems like she would choke to death, but she just keeps on sucking and sucking ... and sucking. His eyes fastened on her wildly contorted face working above his profusely sweating loins and the sight caused great gusts of heat to swirl and churn deep, deep in his swollen, sperm-laden balls ... he could see tiny streams of perspiration running in thin droplets down the wide line of cleavage between her naked, wide-spread breasts as she slavered over him like the most abject servant. The muscles of his stomach tightened until he thought they would snap from the pressure as she arched his back up off the chair, pushing the obscenely pulsing cock even further into the tightly clinging moistness of her mouth. On each withdrawal stroke her ovaled young lips lapped out from her mouth, clasping tenaciously to his long pulsating hardness.
"SUCK IT, SUCK MY COCK!" he cried over and over again incoherently as he felt the moment of his release draw steadily near. "MAKE ME CUM ... I'M GOING TO CUM ... IN YOUR MOUTH!"
Suddenly, he gasped. The moment was here and a lewd guttural noise sputtered from deep in his chest as he felt the hot liquid sperm begin racing from his balls and up the wildly throbbing length of his cock to begin spewing in thick forceful jets into her hungrily sucking mouth. Loree had to expand and hollow her quickly convulsing cheeks to keep from choking on his thick spurting cum, but she went on sucking wildly as he emptied his white-jet stream into the moist warmth of her mouth. His hands pulled brutally at her ears, holding her head to the fountain at his loins as he pushed his wildly gushing penis as far as he could down her rapidly swallowing throat. She coughed helplessly, forced to swallow quickly to complete fulfillment for him.
"UUUUUHHHHH," he panted heavily, lolling back into the chair in exhaustion and looking across at her full, sperm-glistening lips with an appreciative grin. Then he went wild, after the briefest of rests, when his hand quickly dropped down to the softly curling strands of pubic hair that sparsely surrounded her vaginal slit and began exploring the moistly heated pussy area.
The blonde cried out with pleasure as his fingers stroked the entire length of the downily cushioned furrow at the entrance of her cuntal depths. Teasingly, he massaged her tender clitoris, delighted to feel it harden instantly against his finger. Loree swayed nakedly against him, squeezing her thighs provocatively around his hand in a lewdly inviting caress. Suddenly, without warning, he slid his outstretched middle finger into her already wetly contracting pussy.
"OH, YES," she cried, drawing in her breath and opening her legs wide to receive his invading finger.
"YESSSSS!"
Excited by her passionate response, Billy harshly pumped his middle finger up and down so far that he could feel the bone-like hardness of her cervix. His finger-fucking drove Loree mad with impatient desire, and she writhed and squirmed against his lewdly probing hand.
"OH, SHU ... SHHHIIITTT!" she groaned, "I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME NOW ... I CANT WAIT A MINUTE MORE ... OH, BABY, FUCK ME NOW!"
Quickly, Loree moved the chair into a reclining position, but that was deemed too uncomfortable by both of them, so they moved quickly to the floor. She lay back with her legs lewdly spread out and her wetly glistening cunt turned up to him enticingly. She stretched her arms out to him, and she lost no time in climbing swiftly onto the rug and positioning himself over her, his arms on either side of her shoulders, his legs between hers. Feverishly, the young secretary thrust her hands down between their naked bodies and curled them around his hotly throbbing cock, guiding it deftly between the lips of her quivering, desire-moistened cunt. Billy groaned above her as he felt her move his lust-thickened penis up and down between her legs, parting the soft, silky hair of her cock-hungry vagina with the pulsating, blood-filled tip. The curling tendrils of her pubic hair grazed teasingly against his sensitive hardness, causing his lust-swollen cockhead to ache from the excruciating pressure.
He couldn't hold back another second. Thrusting his hips forward with a hard lunge, he drove his massively thick penis up into the gaping hot mouth of her uplifted pussy.
"OOOOOHHHHH," she moaned beneath him as he felt her warmly elastic cuntal muscles clamp down wetly on his long, bloated penis as it raced without hesitation of resistance into her hungrily welcoming belly. The passage was tight at first, but then easier, as the hot wetness of her freely flowing vaginal secretions lubricated his fleshily slithering pole. He thrust all the way forward to slam against the tender nub of her cervix and his sperm-laden balls slapped hard against the rounded cheeks of her buttocks as Loree groaned from deep within, a low guttural animal groan of pain and of ecstasy that was growing stronger.
Billy paused for a moment to savor the extraordinary sense of erotic excitement that consumed him. This was what he had wanted to experience for so long. This is what he dreamed of when he spent those lonely nights masturbating, thinking of Loree. Now, he truly felt like a man, a potent man with a real woman! His penis was hard and full of surging life. He was fucking like a savage barbarian, and it was exactly what he needed!
He began to fuck her in earnest now, sawing into her with strong, brutal strokes, and with each cruel thrust, Loree arched her body shamelessly, letting herself be lifted from the ground by the potent strength of his fucking. She moaned ceaselessly, lewdly writhing and twisting her body beneath him and flailing her head from side to side in lewd sensual abandon.
"OH, HELL, YESS, YEEEESSSS...." she gasped. "DO IT HARDER! HURT ME! HURT ME!"
So, he thought, that's how she likes it. Hard and mean! Well, that suits me just fine!
All tender sensibilities were driven totally from his mind as he fucked her without mercy, his powerful, tautly flexing ass slamming like a wrecking ball as he battered into her strained and cock-stretched pussy. His long, sinewy penis was gorged to the bursting point, and his lust-tightened balls slapped lewdly against her quivering young buttocks, every muscle straining wildly with desire and passion.
"AAAGGGHHH!" Loree screamed, reveling obscenely in the brutal assault of fucking he was giving her. The harder he drove into her, the more he was giving her, and the more she wanted! If it hurt and bruised her, then that made it all the more exciting, for it affected her like a maddening aphrodisiac. She lost herself in the burning pleasure of his hard prick ramming into the moistly steaming mouth of her cunt and slamming like a piston against the shuddering tip of her reflexively cringing cervix.
Suddenly, she pulled up her knees and locked her legs around his back, the shift in angle enabling him to sink his rampaging cock even deeper into her. Her eyes rolled uncontrollably in her head and her face was a lust-contorted mask of wanton hunger.
Billy could feel his heatedly throbbing rod growing and expanding inside of her, pressing against the greedily clasping wall of her pussy, until he was sure that he was about to explode from the exquisite pleasure building in his sperm-churning testicles. He was going to cum soon, he knew it, and began burrowing into her with long hard strokes, while her hungrily sucking cunt pulled at his bloated spear like a greedy little child's mouth. The wanton gorgeous secretary was also near orgasm, and she gripped him tight with her firm young thighs, opening and closing them around him in time to his merciless thrusts. She mewled incoherently like a skewered animal, wailing some primitive groan of savagery. Then, without warning, she was there!
Her wildly palpitating cuntal flesh convulsed around his heavily pistoning cock with desperate passion and, suddenly, opened from deep inside to begin gushing hot female fluid that overflowed her pussy and surged out from her tightly locked cuntal lips around Billy's rhythmically jerking penis.
"AAARRRGGGHHH!!!" he cried out, as his wildly throbbing shaft lurched in her warmly milking vaginal sheath. Suddenly, his loins seemed to burst, releasing thick jets of hot cum that squirted out of his massively shuddering penis and into her wetly clasping womb in a flood of warm liquid. Grunts and cries of ecstasy filled the air as the two wanton lovers drained themselves to the very depths of their passions. Loree twisted and turned as though her ripe young body was splitting apart with lurid pleasure that went through her like a feverish snake. Billy bucked and squirted up into her every drop of the hotly scalding semen from his madly ejaculating penis, until finally their desire reached its end, and he fell forward on top of her on the luxurious shag carpet.
They must have been asleep for hours, because the banging door to the photography studio failed to rouse them at first. Finally, they began to arouse themselves, just as the door flew open. Standing there with anger written all over his face and a key in his hand was none other than Mr. Simpkins himself-their boss!
CHAPTER SEVEN
It was a horrible scene that followed-indescribably humiliating. Loree and Billy were humiliated beyond belief. Mean Mr. Simpkins fired them right on the spot and barely allowed them enough time to get dressed and leave. Loree had just buttoned her blouse when Simpkins shooed her out of the office, where a client was waiting! It was Inez Courtney, a woman who had come to Simpkins Photodating just when Loree started to work there. Inez had always been extremely friendly to Loree, and Loree was absolutely humiliated that she was being treated so badly in front of Inez.
As Simpkins shoved Loree and Billy out the door, Inez asked her, "What happened?"
"I fired them," snapped Simpkins, "and that's that!"
Loree's eyes were filled with tears, and Inez sensed that something horrible was wrong. She followed Loree outside, and Billy immediately ran away from the two women, such was his shame. Loree just stood there on the sidewalk, in tears.
"What's wrong, honey? Tell Inez all about it."
Loree was surprised and grateful to hear the tender woman's voice and she turned up to look at the beautiful Chicano woman, her brown eyes doe-like, and her sumptuous body a mass of concern and understanding.
"Why don't we go to my place?" suggested Inez. "We can talk there."
"B-but what about Simpkins? Didn't you have an appointment with him?" asked Loree.
"Oh, that old ass can take his appointment and do you know what with it. I don't like the way he treats people. Now, come on. What you need is a drink."
Loree smiled gratefully at Inez and walked with her the short distance to her highrise apartment. Inez was descended from a prominent Mexican family that left her independently wealthy, and her highrise apartment certainly showed it. But not Inez. She was as unpretentious as anything. And Loree thought that it was strange that a woman of her beauty and wealth had not yet married. Even though she was an active customer of Simpkins Photodating, she never really got interested in the men she went out with.
Inez got her a drink and the two women sat and talked for the longest time. Inez was so understanding, and when Loree had talked it all out, she felt a million times better. Inez was the most comforting woman that she had ever known, and she was grateful for the companionship.
"Care to stay for dinner?" Inez asked.
Loree was having such a grand time relaxing with Inez that she agreed.
"Now, let's see, what'll we have? Lobster? Steak?" thought Inez out loud.
"That's quite a selection," marveled Loree.
"That's nothing. We eat like this every night."
"We?"
"Oh, yes, darling. Didn't I tell you? I don't live in this great big place all by myself. My brother lives with me. His name is Juan. Perhaps you will meet him later."
'Oh, that would be nice," said Loree, feeling the sexual juices stir inside her at the very mention of a man's name. God, she was out of control. Even the fact that she was fired did nothing to still the rising tide of lust within her. She wanted sex and she wanted it badly, and she felt as though she were a sort of prisoner high up inside Inez luxurious apartment.
Inez went into the other room to turn on the stereo, and Loree just relaxed. She forgot where she was and who she was. She was sailing in a sea of lustful imagination and before she knew it, her finger absently drifted down to her cunt and she began finger-fucking herself lewdly right there in Inez' luxurious living room.
Inez came back from putting on a series of soft, romantic recordings, and she was quite surprised to see Loree sitting on the couch with her finger up her cunt. She was also quite stimulated by the sight, and she stood there for several moments, just watching Loree with her eyes closed and vagina open.
Loree's gingerly chugging finger was moving in and out of her hot cunt, and Inez was really digging it. She always had a penchant for blondes, and Loree was certainly blonde. What made her more special was the fact that she had the most provocative golden pubic curls that Inez had ever seen. Inez was strongly attracted to women, but her great wealth and social position made her act carefully about who she played around with. A woman with Inez' reputation could get into big trouble if it were generally known that she was an avowed lesbian who would never think of marrying. But she had the family name to consider, and the name of Courtney was one of the oldest and most revered in all of California. Inez had to be careful about who she made a pass at. Because, if she happened to catch a straight girl, it could be curtains for both herself and her family's respectability.
But Loree was a tempting sight, sitting on the couch lost in moaning ecstasy with her skirts high up above her legs, her finger merrily churning in and out of her luscious cunt.
For Inez, it was torment. Should she go and awaken the lovely golden-haired girl she so longed to make love to, or should she restrain herself? Lost in a debate, Inez found her own finger dropping, and she unconsciously dropped her own panties and began finger-fucking herself, moved by the very sight of Loree. She could not stop herself. There was no way. The sight of the beautiful blonde was too much to take, and Loree's fingerfucking provided lusty fuel for Inez' much sex-starved brain. Inez began stroking the warm, pink flanges of her vagina ravenously and lewdly while she took in the sight of Loree's gorgeous, innocent masturbation. Loree was really into it, but she was not asleep, even though her eyes were closed. She was fully aware of who she was and where she was. She just had no knowledge that she was being watched, indeed that she was being watched in such a provocative and lascivious manner. Loree was fingering her way to orgasm and her cuntal fluids were spewing all over the sofa.
Blissfully unaware of Inez' presence in the room, Loree opened her eyes halfway and caught sight of a funny, fuzzy figure in her presence. Slowly the blur began to clear, and Loree was shocked to see Inez masturbating lewdly, standing a few feet in front of Loree, her eyes blissfully half-closed. She didn't know what to do. Naturally, she instantly removed her finger from her cunt and began to pull up her panties, and then Inez opened her eyes and saw what was going on. It was a most embarrassing moment for both of them, and then Loree became aware that she must have been turning Inez on sexually. After all of the horror that she had been through today, an episode such as this could have sent her toppling over the brink, but she just sat there, numb, for a long, long moment. Inez was quite worried, as she was thinking that perhaps Loree would run away, shocked and scared, and bring ruin to her family name. It was a tense time, and the two women just stared at each other, unsure of what the other was going to do.
Then, suddenly, Loree started to laugh. At first it was just a titter, but the laughter grew until it was soon a howling stampede of cackles, and Inez joined in. They were in hysterics and Inez was laughing so hard that she thought that she would soon lose her balance unless Loree moved over so that she could also sit on the couch.
"Move over," Inez managed to get out between the shrieks of laughter. Soon she sat down. The girls would stop laughing and just barely catch their breath when they would look at each other again and start madly going into hysterics all over again.
Soon, they were falling all over each other, hugging themselves as they laughed, hugging tighter and tighter still, laughing away like hyenas. Then, suddenly, Inez stopped laughing, but she did not loosen her grasp on Loree. Quite similarly, Loree's chuckles were brought to an abrupt halt, but she did not loosen her grip, either. Something strange was happening. Something strange and somehow something wonderful. Loree found herself staring into Inez' big brown eyes and feeling totally secure and loved. Inez felt the vibrations, too, and before she knew what was happening, her mouth was upon Loree's and their tongues were mingling wildly in each other's mouths. They were hot for each other, and the thought that they were doing something forbidden, something lesbian, was totally foreign to their natures.
Madly, they groped at each other, at their clothes and underclothes. They somehow managed to scramble out of their things and were quickly naked and fondling each other. Inez put her mouth to Loree's sumptuous red-nippled breast and began sucking the nipple flagrantly, not daring to stop or question what she was doing. She bit teasingly, lovingly around the red aureola and made the tip of the tit rock hard and delectably suckable. Her hand was covering Loree's other massive breast and Loree was mad about it. She felt pin-pricks of lightening coming out from her breasts, and it was wonderful. She never wanted it to stop, Never!
"OOOOOHHHHH ... YYYEEEEESSSSS," she purred, anxious for Inez to continue. Suddenly, this was all that mattered, all she cared about. After the humiliating experience she had been through today with a man, somehow it felt right to be comforted like this with a woman. She loved it, revelled in it, and she never wanted it to end. She felt so secure, so welcome. She didn't even have to say a word as she and Inez were communicating on a higher level than speech. Their bodies and their minds were one, and they were enmeshed totally in one another.
Soon, Loree felt soft, caressing fingers on her thighs and peered down to see Inez Courtney kneeling between her widely splayed legs. There was a look of reverence on the brunette's beautiful face as she gazed hungrily down at Loree's palpitating cuntal lips, and for a few moments, Inez simply knelt there, rubbing her palms along the blonde's satinly moist thighs, her brown eyes devouring the blood-engorged oval of Loree's glistening pubic mound.
"EAT ME, DARLING," Loree whispered to the long-haired brunette. "MAKE ME CUM!"
Her blood singing with lustful desire, the hungry-eyed blonde watched Inez lie down on the fur rug beside her in reverse, so that Loree's face was close to the lovely Chicano's lush, brown pussy-curls, while Inez' ripe mouth hovered near Loree's desire-inflamed cunt. With a low groan of passion, Inez slid her hand over the panting girl's softly rounded hip and nudged her over on her side, so that the two naked women faced each other's furrowed vaginal slits.
With Inez's warm breathing edging closer to her cunt-lips, Loree took the initiative in a lascivious act that delighted her naked partner. She spread Inez, ass cheeks wide in her fingers, and nudged her mouth to the crevice, flicking her tongue around the tiny anal ring.
Then, remembering how excited and thrilled they had been in those first few moments of initial discovery, Loree darted her tongue deep iit Inez' narrow hot rectal split. Instantly, the brunette woman's naked buttocks wriggled with obscene pleasure and a moment later, Loree felt her own tingling anus pierced with Inez' burning wet tongue.
Together the passion-crazed young girl and her lustful older teacher moaned and rocked as they tongued each other's churning anal passages, their hands stroking and squeezing each other's thighs and calves, their leg-locked bodies swaying in obscene unison.
Dear me, I'm actually sucking on a woman's asshole! Loree thought this to herself in astonishment and she could not believe it.
Even in her lust-crazed hunger, Loree sensed that she was totally different now, that her shattered innocence had revealed something violent and almost maniacal about her newly awakened passion. But before she could grasp the shocking truth behind this elusive insight, Inez suddenly shifted her voracious lips and tongue to Loree's helpless pussy-slit and a long groan issued from Loree's throat as the first maddening thrill tore through her ecstatic cunt.
Now, all the wanton sensations assaulting the passionately awakened young girl began to reel in her mind like the strains of an obscene symphony. Inez' heated breasts squirmed into her soft belly, the blonde's upper thigh pressing down feverishly on her cheeks. Inez' long snaking tongue sent jolts of indescribable bliss racing through her wetly clasping cunt, and soaring above them all, Inez' own lusciously ovaled vaginal lips were lustfully sucking back at Loree's frenzied mouth.
The shuddering young blonde crushed her nose to the brunette swinger's fragrant pussy-hair in an effort to plunge more of her wildly fucking tongue into the pulsating crevice. She licked with deep groans as Inez' syrupy cuntal secretions oozed into her eager mouth, wanting to suck Inez dry, craving an endless stream of her liquid mist.
Suddenly, Inez was rubbing the supple, smooth chasm of Loree's quivering buttocks with a probing finger and a moment later, Loree's nakedly twitching body shook with violence as the rigid finger thrust into her tiny elastic anal ring with brutal force. But there was a tingle of bliss to the painful invader, and the shocked blonde quickly found herself pumping her ass-cheeks in lewd abandon on Inez' impaling finger, beginning to revel in the strange sensation.
Then, the Chicano was pushing her over on her back, never losing a single stroke of her rhythmically fucking tongue in Loree's hot hungry cunt, and plunging her stiffened finger in and out of Loree's churning anus in a perfect tempo to her lapping tongue. Once the panting socialite was on top of her, she began grinding her steaming loins down on Loree's soft mouth in a fever of naked lust while she used her tongue with the devastation of a whip-like fury in the girl's hotly convulsing pussy, until Loree was ramming her fingernails into Inez' fleshy ass-cheeks like raking talons under the frenzied assault.
Loree felt her exhausted nerves begin to quiver ominously as the insatiable brunette woman above her scraped her teeth maddeningly over Loree's swollen clitoris, triggering an almost torturous thrill in her defenseless cunt. Again and again, the lusting young secretary was growing more and more crazed with lust, and the wildly swinging Chicano had forced Loree's young mouth into her dripping hot pussy until the lusting young secretary thought she would either suffocate from her lover's grinding pubic flesh and sleek thighs, or lose her mind under the inexhaustible tongue-fucking being inflicted on her own naked cunt.
There was no mercy in Inez' voracious lips and long tongue as she lashed Loree's quivering cuntal depths. Each successive orgasm that racked the shuddering blonde's loins became a nerve-jolting punishment that rippled through her involuntarily twitching body in shocking currents.
If she bites my clitoris one more time, I'll hit the roof! Loree thought to herself as Inez did just that, to Loree's great pleasure. There was no limit to the wanton pleasure that the frantically tossing women felt as their nerves were stretched to the very limit.
Only when her breath was coming in long heaving sighs did it occur to her to try something different, and she groped in the crevice of the panting slippery asscheeks with her middle finger, until she located her tiny elastic opening. Loree wormed her finger into the tightly constricted circle with savage force, just as Inez had raped her tenderly in her mind when she was standing there masturbating. Then, she wriggled and jerked it in and out of the squirming rectal passage in furious strokes, while burrowing her numb lips to the lust-crazed brunette's clitoris and sucking in violent surges.
Inez' nakedly writhing buttocks quickly started to spasm with obscene ecstasy and Loree increased the fury of her lewd double attack, sucking and thrusting in her sheer desperation, her free hand squeezing and rubbing Inez' sweating breasts until at last the crazed Chicano began groaning deep in her throat and tossing her throbbing cunt on Loree's slavering lips in wild abandon.
Spurred by the prospect of finally reaching orgasm with a woman, Loree pistoned her stiff middle finger in and out of Inez' stretching anus in vicious strokes and swirled her tongue around the bucking brunette's blood-inflated clitoris until Inez was moaning incoherently and oozing a honeyed wave of viscous cuntal moisture into the blonde's gulping throat.
A minute later, Loree was miraculously free of the great weight of the crushing hot breasts that were on top of her previously as Inez rolled off her body, giving her one last lingering suck on her stinging little pussy that brought a wail of ecstasy from her lips.
The next thing Loree knew, she had awakened in Inez' huge, silken bed, and Inez was bringing her breakfast in it. "Oh, darling, it's wonderful. I've made reservations for a holiday in Mexico. Just the two of us," Inez babbled excitedly.
"Huh?" stammered Loree, barely awake.
"You heard. It's perfect. Now that you've left your job, you'll have plenty of time to travel. And besides, you need me to take care of you," smiled Inez as she placed the breakfast tray down in front of a very dazed Loree, playfully pinching one of her nipples as her hands left the tray.
Loree cringed. What did Inez think was going on? Apparently that wild fling that they had last night had really gotten to her, and Loree had to straighten Inez out. There was no way on earth that she could ever take anything from anybody, and even now, she could see the writing on the wall.
"Inez, believe me, you don't owe me anything," began Loree cautiously.
"I know that. But I want you to be happy. That's why I want you to be with me. Oh, I have such plans, my sweet-"
"Do you really want me to be happy?" interjected Loree.
"You know I do," purred Inez. All Loree had to do was to look at those sympathetic eyes in order to see that Inez meant what she said. Loree did not want to hurt her.
"Listen, I hope you didn't get the wrong idea about last night," Loree continued.
"Oh, don't worry. I didn't. I know that no one ever made love to me like that. I know I never felt about anyone the way I feel about you, believe me, darling," raved Inez as she put her hand lovingly on Loree's huge tit.
"Inez?"
"What?"
"You got the wrong idea."
Inez withdrew her hand in confusion. "I-I don't understand...."
"Look, you were a real help to me when I needed you. You're a true friend, Inez, probably the only one I really have."
"Then I don't understand what's wrong. That's just the way I feel."
"Inez, I said friend, not lover, friend. Last night, I needed some understanding and compassion. You gave it to me, and I'm grateful, believe me. But just because of what happened last night, I don't want you to think that I'm ready to pack up and start living with you, understand?
Inez just sat on the corner of the bed slowly, her back to Loree. "I guess so."
Loree removed the breakfast tray and put an arm on Inez' shoulder. "I really meant what I said about you being my friend."
Inez turned to her. There were tears in her eyes. Loree felt terrible for hurting her so, but then, through the tears, Inez began to smile.
"I'd better get dressed. I have a job to do," said Loree as she got out of the bed and went into the bathroom.
CHAPTER EIGHT
The episode with Inez caused a few things to jell in Loree's brain. She knew for sure that there was no way that she could send herself out as a whore, which is what she surely would have become when she took up with Inez. Fortunately, she got back her senses and vowed to go back to Mr. Simpkins and try to explain, explain about Bobby's vicious rape and how she was so turned on, and how she couldn't help but seduce Billy in the office. She would promise to keep her sexual proclivities out of the office if only he would take her back and give her another chance.
She knew that if she had another chance she could make it and be the best secretary ever. She knew that in this day and age, with thousands of young girls flooding into Los Angeles by the week, that all she would have to do would be to step out of line once and that was it for her. She knew that you only got one chance in this town, and if you blew it you blew everything else, too. She was going to do everything in her power to pursuade Mr. Simpkins to give her yet another chance. She knew that the odds were against her, but she also knew that she had nothing to lose by going to see him and telling him everything. He was usually so kind, and maybe he had cooled off since that startling and humiliating episode that occurred in his office yesterday. She would be taking quite a chance, but she had no choice. She had to do it.
The door to the Simpkins Photodating Service was open just a crack when Loree summoned up all her courage and walked inside. To her surprise, there was no one in the waiting room. But she felt a sigh of relief. At least he hasn't hired a new girl! she thought as she looked at her empty desk. Then, suddenly, she heard strange groanings coming from the general direction of Mr. Simpkins' office. She wondered if Mr. Simpkins was all right. She had heard rumors that he had a heart condition and, job or no job, his health was quite important.
She walked through the photography studio portion of the photodating center and walked over to Mr. Simpkins' office. The door was open just a crack and the moanings and groanings were louder. Loree hastened her gallop, sure that something was amiss.
It was dark in the office, and at first, Loree had trouble discerning who was in the office. She could dimly see two figures on the rug, grovelling lewdly in the ground, and then she saw that one of the figures was Mr. Simpkins, and the other was a young girl, and from the sounds coming from their mouths and the position of their bodies, there was no doubt what they were up to.
Mr. Simpkins and a young redhead were pinned to the rug and Simpkins was prying open her legs! Loree watched, gasping as she saw the writhing couple before her. She could not believe it! Obviously they had checked the office out and thought that no one was around to see them. It was unbelievable. Loree could not believe that Mr. Simpkins would fire her and Billy for doing exactly what he was doing this very minute-lewdly fucking in the office! She knew that she should go in and break them up but she was mesmerized and had to keep watching.
Loree watched in horror now as the redhead struggled beneath the muscular Mr. Simpkins' body. Then, suddenly, the redhead girls' strugglings stopped and a soft giggle broke out from her open mouth. The distraught young secretary strained her ears now to catch what they were saying.
"Come on, Lana, don't tease me, it's the only thing I can't stand about you. One minute you say yes and then when I get all worked up you say no."
Loree heard the young girl giggle again and then she watched in horror as the young redhead began to unbutton her blouse, allowing her ample breasts to spill out into the darkenes of the office and dance before the sex-crazed man's face.
Obviously, Mr. Simpkins was aroused now and Loree watched as he rolled off the girl and began to tug insistently at the zipper of his trousers. A moment later, the man pulled his rigidly erect penis from the tight confirnement of his clothing and Loree stared incredulously at the manly pole of hard, throbbing flesh that stood up against his stomach. Never had she ever thought that she would see Mr. Simpkins, a man of such unimpeachable authority, do such a vile thing, such a hypocritical thing, in view of the way he acted toward Loree's act. She wanted to scream, but somehow, the noise would not come. She just couldn't even move.
"Are you sure no one will see us, Phil?" the redhead asked him.
"Positive, Lana."
From where she stood in the hall, Loree could clearly see that her former boss was kissing Lana's lips with his mouth wide open, his hands massaging her bared young breasts, seeking and pinching great handfuls of the girl's willing flesh. Wantonly and lewdly, the girl began to grind her hips toward the man's body, spreading her legs to drive her pelvis more and more tightly against the throbbing man's penis that was already fully swollen and hard outside Phil Simpkin's open trousers.
"EAT ME, PHIL," Loree heard the girl softly moan, "EAT ME!" Loree watched in amazement as Lana pushed Phil's face away from her own. "EAT MY PUSSY, HONEY, AND I'LL SUCK YOUR COCK. I JUST LOVE COCK!"
At the sound of the pretty young girl's pleading words, Loree recoiled in revulsion, her breath catching in her throat. Had she heard correctly? Were these two actually going to fuck as she and Billy had done? The frightened Loree could barely bring herself to think the words she had just overheard.
As her panting former boss grunted his agreement to Lana's proposal, Loree unconsciously moved closer to the door, unable to take her eyes from the lewd scene before her. Her face was frozen into an expression of horrified fascination and a tightening sensation had caught at the pit of her stomach. In the fading afternoon sunlight, she stood mesmerized by the sight of Phil sliding down the redhead's body, running his lips and tongue moistly over the naked flesh beneath the girl's opened blouse. The man paused to suck the nipples of Lana's young, firmly heaving breasts into quivering hardness, and then he jerked his muscular body down over her lower body, brutally shoving the girl's short wool skirt up around her hips. As the teenaged girl began to murmur words, words broken and swallowed with passion, Loree found herself listening, unable to move for fear of being seen by the aroused couple.
The beautiful young secretary leaned forward, gripping the window sill until her knuckles were white and her hands ached. She watched, as if hypnotized, as the man anxiously pulled the young girl's panties down over her legs and tossed them away. For a moment, Loree considered leaving the hallway, then realized that she couldn't ... she was concocting a little plan of her own. She would burst in on them at just the right moment, when they were at passion's peak, and demand her job back, if she had to, using blackmail.
She knew that it was sick and depraved to watch these two people lewdly fornicating like this, but she could not take her eyes off of them for another reason. She was getting turned on by the spectacle!
Phil Simpkins placed himself in a position over the girl's excitedly heaving belly and now his face hung within inches of the soft, furry pubic mound between Lana's thighs. The pretty redhead's mouth hung open in ecstatic rapture, her glassy, lust-smoked eyes staring up into nothingness. Phil's hand pressed down onto the smoot flat plane of the young girl's stomach and his thumbs slowly moved down onto the fleshy outer flanges of her vaginal lips. Loree sucked in her breath with a gasp as his fingers massaged for a moment, then pulled outward slowly, parting the soft blonde pubic hair to expose the moist red slit of Lana's vagina. The dainty bud of her clitoris was clearly visible, throbbing into hardness just above the stretched elastic opening of her cuntal entrance.
Phil's head dropped, his long wet tongue snaking out to flick teasingly at the quivering little nub at the top of the teen-aged girl's vagina. Lana's body jerked at the contact and her girlish legs clamped tightly together around the man's head, the soft inner thighs imprisoning him in a vise-like grip. Her hips began a gentle up and down movement in rhythm to the probings of Phil Simpkins' slavering tongue. Soft mewls of animal pleasure rose from between her clenched teeth. The girl was caught up in a mindless fit of uncontrolled lust and her upper torso writhed like a belly dancer's.
Loree's mouth gaped in disbelief as she watched young Lana with her legs spread wide in grateful acceptance, twisting lustfully to the depraved licking and sucking of her loins. The horrible, wickedly shocking scene before her was beyond her comprehension. For a moment, she tried to clear her head, to think straight in spite of the strange excitement she felt surging through her own veins at the sight of the youthful and lustful debauchery before her. From somewhere in her brain came the thought that she should somehow intervene now and not wait. She should scream or do something to stop them. She felt no shame when it was herself who was lewdly taking part in such forbidden activity, but the sight of others doing the same thing made her see the shocking reality of it all too plainly.
"HARDER, BABY, SUCK HARDER," she heard the girl whisper. "OOOOOHHHH, YESSSS, LICK RIGHT UP THE MIDDLE OF THE SPLIT ... OOOOOHHHHH ... THAT'S RIGHT, OOOOOHHHHHH!"
No, no, she should stay out of it, Loree reasoned, vaguely. It was none of her affair. Something within her again began advising her that she should turn away and leave before they realized that someone was watching them. But the salacious sight and sounds had temporarily hypnotized her, and she had never imagined that just watching two people having wanton sex could possibly be so exciting. Just seeing two highly sexually aroused people make love affected her in a way that she had never dreamed possible. Instead of complete disgust, she now felt an unexpected dreamy quivering deep between her own thighs. Perspiration began to lightly bead her forehead as she watched Phil's head wagging and bobbing furiously over the girl's loins, vile wet sucking noises rising above to assault the beautiful woman's ears.
"AAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH," the girl cried softly, raising a rash of goosebumps across Loree's flesh. Beneath her dress, the secretary's own full breasts were beginning to rise and fall heavily, making the nipples distend against the material of her bra. She could see Phil's tongue once more, working in animal-like subjugation at the widespread tightness of the girl's cunt, and she could see the lustful contortions of Lana's face above the white mounds of her dancing breasts.
Through her own mounting excitement, Loree dimly wondered if she had ever looked like Lana, if she had ever been seen while she was busy fucking her guts out.
"No!"
The gorgeous secretary jumped at the sound of her own voice, and looked through the window to see if the lovers had heard her, but they were still madly gyrating on the floor in lewd abandonment.
Now was the time to leave, she knew, but it was already too late for her to wrench her attention away from the lewdly stimulating spectacle before her. Her own mouth was hot and dry and the evil thoughts in her mind caused a strangely delightful prickling sensation between her thighs. Staring in mindless fascination at the two writhing people clinging madly to each other as they fucked in Simpkins' office, she uncontrollably reached down and began to sensuously stroke her own pubic mound.
Never before in her life had Loree experienced such an overpowering desire to masturbate. Her full breasts had begun to throb with an excitement ah their own, and against her will, she found herself thinking of sexuality and all her past experiences. She knew that she had looked as sinful and disgusting rolling so lewdly on the floor herself many times, but she was strangely proud and incredibly aroused by the spectacle and the knowledge that she had done such forbidden things herself.
"OH, OOOOOHHHHH, BAAAAABBB-BBYYYYY! I'M CUUUUMMMMMM-IIIIINNNNNGGGGGG! OOOOOOOOHHHHH, YEEEEEEESSSSS!!! I'M CUUUUUUUMMMM-MMMIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGG!!!!!," the redhead gasped suddenly, her voice crooning off into a wierd little wail as she choked and sputtered under the force of her cresting passion.
Then Phil Simpkins, his face glistening with the warm, milky fluids of Lana's orgasm, lowered her legs and was raising himself over her body to kneel in front of the girl's face. Loree saw that his fly was open and his long, rigid pole stood out in the air like a large, hard, fleshy pole. He had his hand around it, rubbing the glistening head softly against the young girls' slightly parted lips. She saw the girls' face come forward eagerly as the young Phil thrust his hips at her, sliding the huge head deep within the openly absorbing confines of her warm, wet mouth as he tangled his fingers in her long, red hair and she began a slow, greedy sucking motion. Loree could clearly see the tiny ridges of soft pink flesh pulling from her widely ovaled lips as he drew back and then once again disappeared inside, sliding the rock-hard weapon deep down into her hungrily sucking throat.
Loree watched transfixed as he commenced a rhythmic back and forth motion, his trouser-clad buttocks sliding over the teenaged girl's bared chest as he moved, never quite drawing the fleshy member out all the way, but leaving its tip just inside the warm moistness of her bps. Then, the girl reached around his hips, grasping them tightly to pull the youthful prick even further into his mouth until it seemed as though she would surely choke from the thick muscular length ramming into her throat. But still she sucked voraciously at the now-pistonging cock, and in the soft light it appeared to Loree as a thick, wet, glistening tree-trunk of flesh, moving methodically in and out of her hungrily nibbling lips. Again, Loree heard the little mewls of pleasure.
The gorgeous secretary could feel sweat flowing freely on her body now, beneath her silken brassiere and panties, making her want to tear her clothes away from her body. Down between her tightly-clenched thighs, her own pussy was tingling, tingling in a strange way, in a way she hadn't felt it tingle since the last time she had sex. She did not understand the various forces that were at work on her helpless body. She was in almost a hypnotized state, beyond all logical rationality, transfixed by what she heard and saw, aroused by her own thoughts. Her left hand left the doorknob and began to slide down along her body, down the flat plane of her stomach to rest on her own pubic mound, rubbing back and forth through the thin layers of her clothes that covered her secret genitals. She could feel the dampness warmly on her inner thighs, flowing from her inflamed pussy. Her right hand came to squeeze one of her breasts, to feel the turgid nipple stiff as a button beneath her dress.
Loree's eyes closed as her hand began to gather further and further along her firm, full thighs, exposing the whiteness of her flesh higher and higher under the silky fabric of her panties until the dress was in thick creases around her full-rounded hips. Loree lowered her right hand to the hidden area between her legs. Lost in the sensual glow of the movement, the lovely woman allowed her fingers to trace a path up and down the smooth damp nylon band that covered her moistly throbbing cuntal slit, feeling the outline of her fleshy, hair-lined lips of her own pussy through the thinly protective fabric. Knowing that what she was doing was wrong, was evil, she slowly wormed her middle finger under the tight elastic band of her passion soaked panties and slid her wet finger along her cunt lips, finding her clitoris, teasing the erect member with her fingernail until she felt strange little waves of all-consuming pleasure ripple through her. Stifling a gasp of pleasure, she moved her finger back, insinuating it into the heated tightness of her vaginal mouth, working it in and out, in and out, with her thumb playing madly at her clitoris.
"I ... want ... to ... fuck you ... now," she vaguely heard Phil Simpkins gasp, his voice pounding with lust. "I want ... to put it ... in your cunt ... now, sweetheart."
"Yes, oh, yes, Phil," Loree silently mouthed, not even thinking of what she was saying. Now, darling, please do it now! She wordlessly cried, caught up in the frenzy of the moment. Her eyes were tightly closed, her mind filled with the lurid picture of what was transpiring below the bathroom window.
"Yes! Yes!" Lana cried softly. "Give it to me, baby, I want your big beautiful prick all the way up inside me. I want it touching all the way up to the bottom of my hot little pussy!"
Loree, her dress bunched up over her hips now, moved her legs apart, letting her whitely gleaming thighs fall open. She put one foot up on the windowsill now as she ground her middle finger deep around in her greedily-clenching vaginal channel, she teased at the erect bud of her clitoris with her thumb half opening her eyes to stare at the writhing couple in the grass.
Then, afraid to pause as her excitement rose, Loree hungrily thrust another finger through the softly curling strands of her pubic hair and up past the rosy lips of her starving cuntal opening, widening the narrow slit as she carefully rotated the inserted fingers with deliberate care. She quickly brought her body to the necessary peak of excitement and now, in a frenzy of mounting lust, she heaved her hips forward to meet each plunging stroke of her fingers. Disconnected images of a faceless handsome man flashed incoherantly through her mind as she wriggled madly against her greedily working hand.
The boldness of her throughts shocked her and yet, the very outrageousness of her ideas stimulated her even more. Her lovely face contorted with the effort of her frantic manipulation as she strove desperately to reach the pinnacle of lust.
The two slim fingers were no longer enough to satisfy her and with a throaty, animal like groan. Loree jammed another finger into the depth of her ravenously hungry pussy, wantonly gyrating her hips before her pounding hand in near agony of desire as her unthinking passion built to almost unbearable heights.
"Oh, yes. Yes, yeeeeessss," came the guttural sounds from the next room.
Suddenly the picture in her mind began to change and the man in her lusting dreams was no longer faceless. Where she had always imagined a faceless man, she now saw a definite character-and it was none of her than the very man who was lusting on the floor-Phil Simpkins!
Her eyes closed tightly in rapture as she imagined the smooth hips of the young boss pounding away against her body where her own palm now slammed shamelessly agianst her heaving loins each time she drove her fingers deeper and deeper into her insatiable pussy. Panting with desire, she feverishly pinched and teased at the tiny bud of her sex while her clenching buttocks danced insanely to the savage rhythm of her burrowing fingers. Hoarse moans of animal pleasure rose from the depths of her throat as she fingerfucked herself with a more rapid rhythm, straining for a climax, her pelvis lunging forward to bury the invading fingers deep into the tight wet opening of her vagina. Her long black hair danced around her shoulders as her head rolled from side to side while she tried to bring herself to orgasm.
She hovered for what seemed like centuries on the edge of a climax and she put both her hands over her cunt, massaging and fingering herself with all her strength, gasping for the release that was so close. Then, suddenly, as she heard the muffled sobbing moans of orgasm from the room next door, she finally achieved the long awaited-for peak of sensation. She strained and straightened her knees in sudden convulsion, trapping her hands tightly between her quivering thighs. Her body bent in a spasmodic arch and she grasped the bone of her pelvis and squeezed until her entire body shuddered from the effort....
Then, suddenly, she collapsed and, breathing raggedly, slid down from her standing position and sank onto the floor. Inside the office, she could still hear the tiny mewls of pleasure that the loving couple were emitting with a greatly alarming frequency. They must have been going at it for hours, or so it seemed, for Loree just lay there with her finger up her still-gushing cunt as she heard them passionately fucking away as if their very lives depended on it. She dreamed blissfully in a semi-conscious state, such was the power of her orgasm. She vainly wished that it was she that the handsome Phil Simpkins was fucking, and she smiled happily at her imagining that it was he who was sending her to climax.
Then, suddenly, she must have started to fall asleep, for she unconsciously leaned against the partially opened door to Mr. Simpkins' office, and the door careened open against her weight, as the sleepy Loree tumbled into the office and disrupted the extremely surprised couple.
CHAPTER NINE
At first, Phil Simpkins and Lana thought that Loree was dead, such was the manner in which she slipped into the room. But when Loree's eyes began to flutter, Lana grabbed her clothes and fled the room. Simpkins could not figure it out, he was dazed, all of this happening at once.
Finally, Loree awoke and saw the nude Phil Simpkins standing over her.
"What are you doing here?" he demanded in a hard, angry tone.
"Well, actually...." began Loree uneasily, her hand still up her cunt, "I ... uh ... I came to talk to you about getting my job back," she blurted.
Simpkins carefully considered this for a moment. "You mean, that since you caught me doing the same thing that I fired you for, you think I should take you back?"
"Well ... yes."
Simpkins thought about it for a moment. Lana had darted out just before he was ready to cum, and he wanted to shoot his load off desperately.
"Tell you what," he said, "If you play ball with me, I might consider it."
"Oh, Mr. Simpkins, I'll do anything to get my job back. Anything!"
"Well, the first thing you can do is get naked," he commanded. "I want to make love to you, honey."
As Loree quickly scampered out of her clothes, a strange voice was heard out in the hah.
"Hey, is this a private party, or can anybody come in?" The voice startled them both. They turned and saw Billy standing there with a lascivious grin on his face.
"You might as well join in," said Simpkins, knowing that he was in this too deep to deny Billy.
Loree was thrilled as she realized that she would soon be fucking with two studly men! Instantly, Phil began stroking her neck with his fingers and goose bumps appeared on her skin. Loree watched in a dream-state as Billy tore his clothes off and sat on the other side of her. Naked, a younger, slimmer version of Phil, he too had an erection and, murmuring, her fingertips gently touched the head of his young cock and stroked it.
Now, the two of them were caressing her breasts, cupping them then pinching her nipples, nursing them erect. Volts of forbidden pleasure coursed through her body. Loree moaned aloud and spread her legs wider, raising her knees and gyrating her full lovely hips as her wonder men began sucking on her nipples, raising them to a state of rich harness.
She moaned with delight, her drugged mind telling her that two was always better than one. She gave a low cry as she felt Phil's hand sliding down over her silken stomach, sliding lower and lower to knead in her soft resilient pubic hair. This was wrong, it was monstrous! It was also very wonderful and, with a wild unreasoning, she wanted him to go on. "Don't stop!" she said, the words slurred as her hips pumped, thrust upward, wildly trying to find his probing fingers.
"OOOOOOHHHHHHHH," she groaned as she felt Billy's hand sliding down over her stomach. She felt it pausing to probe her belly button.
Billy's hand too! The thought was too much. She never thought that she would ever have two guys at once again. Her vaginal lips were swollen and spread as they had never been before and her tiny pink clitoris became visible through the thin covering of pubic hair, moistened and eager, and she cried and cried again as Phil's fingers found it and began to slowly massage it.
Billy's fingers, young and eager, found their way to the soft, hot opening of her cunt and began probing. "Oh, yes!" she moaned in a long, low sigh.
Slowly, unsure, Billy applied pressure and Moree spread her legs wide as she could and then, his finger slipped into her moist open cunt and went deep and Moree moaned and contracted her muscles to squeeze the finger and probe deeper by pushing upward.
Now, as Phil and Billy licked and sucked her breasts and their two hands probed and sawed in and out of her cunt, Loree went wild and seized their cocks in either hand and began stroking them, pulling back the foreskins to reveal their dark red mushroom shaped tips, twisting her head from side to side to see them, her mouth open and eyes glazed.
Both of them had fingers in her cunt now, sawing in and out in unison then against each other. It was Phil who pulled his hand free while Billy slipped another finger in and sawed faster and faster while Loree felt Phil's finger probing the tight puckered entrance of her anus. She was sweating now, and she was breathing hard. Ah thoughts of right and wrong were gone. All she wanted to do was to fuck them and to be fucked by both of them.
"AAAAGGGGHHHHH," she cried out as Phil suddenly and cruelly pushed his finger hard and it popped into her tight mechanically resisting anus. Although she had thought of doing such a thing before with Phil, she never knew it would ever happen, and it pained her as she felt his sawing fingers probe in and out of her thin membraneous flesh. It hurt, the pain building higher and higher until it didn't hurt anymore, until it felt good, felt better, felt mighty pleasurable and she knew, if they went on sucking her breasts and using their fingers the way that they were, that she would have an orgasm.
She squeezed their rock hard cocks and, between gritted teeth, begged, "FUCK ME, FUCK ME! ONE OF YOU PUT IT IN ME!"
Phil pulled his finger out, his fingernail scraping the inside of her anus and causing her to wince in pain. He grinned at her in a lewd drugged way as he sat up, "Not yet, honey, Billy watch."
Tearing himself free and pulling Billy back, he spread her legs so wide that she thought they would slip and plunge his head down onto her cunt, attacking it with his mouth and tongue. He sucked and bit at her clitoris, his tongue licked and probed deep into her well-moistened cunt. Loree cried out and mewled with pleasure, her hair matted by sweat on her forehead, her hands under her buttocks as she thrust up to receive more pleasure, pleasure so intense that her vision was blurred and she didn't see Billy until the last moment. He was straddling her, on top of her, and his hard cock was flat against his belly and only a few inches from her face. Wildly, she took her hands off her buttocks and took Billy's cock in her hands.
Gently moaning, her hips still loving as Phil licked and sucked like a crazy man, she put her tongue out, the tip of her tongue licking a droplet of cum off the end of his cock. Slowly she rohed the flat of her tongue around the head of his cock, wetting it.
With a cry of rage, Billy thrust downward and Loree took the pricks in her mouth, sucking on with her tongue rolling around. Slowly, Billy began pumping in and out.
It was bliss for Loree. Here she was on the floor stark naked with the man who had fired both her and her other lover, doing things she had never dared even to begin to do. Here she was doing perverted things with these two men! And it was exciting, it felt good, it felt delicious, it felt wonderful!
Her whole body started to tremble. She couldn't control it, didn't want to stop it. Ah three of them were bathed in sweat now and her body was convulsed as she felt Phil pull away then, reluctantly, Billy.
They rolled over on the floor and Loree, still trembling, wild eyed, crawled to her hands and knees and grabbed Phil's cock in both her hands. It seemed bigger and harder. Eagerly her eyes closed, on her knees, she licked at the cock, then she slowly put it in her mouth and began sucking as hard as she could.
She would have cried out with delight if she could have, for she felt Billy kneeling behind her, seizing her full round buttocks in either hand. Still sucking, she spread her knees as wide as she could and thrust her naked buttocks up and felt the head of Billy's cock on her vagina!
Slowly, he pushed it in and she felt her pubic hair being pushed inside and her cunt spreading to take his hot cock, felt it spreading and oiling the way as it slid in like some battering ram.
Above and behind her, Billy seemed to explode in gutteral rage as he pushed in deeper, forcing her head down, shoving Phil's cock deeper into her mouth. Phil had a hold on her head now, his fingers entangled in her hair and Phil began fucking her with the fervor and strength that only a man can have.
Loree was battered back and forth, her breasts jiggling, the nipples rubbing back and forth on Phil's hairy thighs and only exciting her all the more. Above her, Billy yelled and dug his nails into her buttocks and came, pumping white hot cum into her willing cunt as she thrust upward, wanting to get it all. His body tensed and he bore down on her with all his might as he yelled, and pumped on and on while Phil began fucking her in the mouth, driving deep, to her throat, gagging her. Loree clung with closed eyes, her lips stretched taut over his cock and sucked for dear life and felt his cock growing, swelling, bigger and bigger until she thought her jaw would break and the monster penis would explode in her mouth and it did!
It flooded her mouth with sticky sperm, it filled her cheeks to bulging as Phil yelled and arched his back and Loree swallowed, gulped down the cum in order to breathe only to find her mouth filled again as Phil kept cumming and cumming and Loree kept swallowing as if she were fighting for her life.
Behind her, Billy fell to the floor with a moan and Phil collapsed, letting her head go and Loree fell to one side as her mouth still enveloped his cock, sucking out the last hot juices.
They lay on the floor and didn't know or care for how long or even what time it was. Dimly, Loree thought of their careers yet she was too hot, too excited to care much. All she wanted was more and more! All night she wanted to do evil and lewd things with Phil and Billy. Never, ever had she felt or thought that any human being could feel the intensity sexual excitement that she was feeling at that moment. A wild irrational thought flooded over her. She knew now why she needed two men to satisfy her. She was far too sexual a creature for one man alone!
It was Phil who finally staggered to his feet and checked the time, returning to Loree and Billy naked on the floor of the office. Loree, like a person possessed, was toying with Billy's cock, smiling at it and nursing it erect again.
He stood watching them for a moment, feeling himself getting aroused again. "We got plenty of time," he said in a low voice. "The show is just about to start."
He crouched to watch Loree sucking on her younger lover's cock, nursing it erect. He smiled to himself in an evil manner and began stroking his own cock, thinking, I've got this bitch right where I want her. "We're going to have a good time," he whispered.
She lay motionless in repose as Phil crouched over her, stroking her body while he said, "Go on, the two of you fuck while I watch."
The word "fuck" excited her already inflamed senses, The thought of being fucked by Billy while Phil coursed through her body, seething like molten hot lead in her groin.
She rolled over on her back and lay spreadeagled while Billy, supporting his weight on his arms, slowly lowered himself and slid his prick into her cunt. They stayed that way, with Loree motionless as Billy slowly and surely began fucking her, his cock swelling with each stroke while Loree looked at Phil Simpkins crouched by them, stroking his cock and watching them fuck. "OHHHHHH! AHHHHHH! YESS!!!" he gasped, "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"
"Shit, I'm going to cum again!" Billy cried as Loree felt her own orgasm coming on like a gatherling wave.
"No!" Phil cried, "Get off!"
Billy withdrew reluctantly while Loree whimpered and moved to one side as Phil, standing between her legs, taller, heavier and stronger than Billy, holding his huge bulgeoning cock in one hand, said, "Tell me you want it!"
"Oh, yes!" she whimpered helplessly.
"Say, Fuck me!" he growled.
"Yes, fuck me!" she crooned.
"Okay," her Boss said, getting to his knees, "Since you want it so bad!"
He fell on top of her with his full weight, Loree seeing tiny stars dancing in front of her eyes and feeling the breath go out of her and her ribs full of seeping pain, but she didn't care. She met her father's brutal passion with one of her own. She would match him and then some! She would eat him alive!
Her arms fell and flew around him and her open mouth locked on his, suctioning with her tongue flying madly in his mouth, her legs locking at the ankles behind his back as his rampant cock plunged cruelly home, stretching her and hurting her until she thought she'd split.
Yet she didn't care as he fucked her with all his might, his balls slapping hard down against her unprotected buttocks as they bucked and fought across the floor with Billy watching with open mouth. Loree's pain turned to insane pleasure as she felt her flesh turning to warm putty in his arms. She wished with all her might that he would never stop.
"Me! Me! My turn!" Billy was calling.
With a groan, Phil pulled off and Billy fought with her for a panting second before they locked together and fucked in a frenzy.
Suddenly, incredibly, Billy pulled out and immediately got on his knees and started eating her! "Just relax and enjoy it, Loree ... because I'm going to lick and suck your cunt. You deserve it, and I promise you'll absolutely flip!"
She couldn't answer, she could only moan helplessly into Phil's mouth, which suddenly pressed against her own. But Billy's words caused her to tremble with lewd abandon such as she had never felt before. He was kneeling now between her outstretched legs and his fingers were pressing into the gently trembling flesh of her inner thighs. Suddenly, the degradation she had thought he was going to inflict upon her began to vanish from her mind. She was conscious now only of the delicious feeling of his superior strength, forcing her thighs to spread even wider until her sparse hair-covered vaginal lips flowered open to reveal completely the pink, deeply throbbing strip of flesh between. "AHHHHHHH, OHHHHHHHH!" she moaned in erotic ecstasy.
Suddenly, he dropped his head downward and the warmness of his lips pressed softly and gently into her hotly swelling cuntal passage. She felt his quivering wet tongue curling deeply into the moistly sensitive crease, stopping to swirl several times around the throbbing smoothness of her inner lips. Then, his tongue drew slowly up to the wildly throbbing bud of her erect little clitoris and lashed lightly over it.
Suddenly, the only thing that mattered was the intense sexual fires which had been lit in her warmly palpitating breasts and vagina, and were now building rapidly to the point of no return ... Everything else was unimportant ... shame ... revulsion ... pride ... honor! They were mere words about nothingness, amorphous feelings that people said existed but really didn't. The only thing she cared about was orgasm ... and she knew that because she felt the physical truth of it in the sensations of pure pleasure rippling outward from her belly and her wildly tingling nipples ... pleasure that jolted and surged through every fiber and nerve of her being. She wanted desperately anything and everything her lovers would do for her or that she could do for them. But again, it was impossible to speak with Phil's lips plastered over her mouth and she could only respond with a single low continuous "Yessssss" into Phil's mouth muffling her words.
Her entire shamelessly aroused body shuddered in naked delight as her younger lover took the wildly throbbing bud of her clitoris into his teeth and held it there with painstaking gentleness while his tongue licked in a searing circle of lust all over the hotly quivering tip of the tiny head.
It is soooooooo Goooooooddd!!! Just like he said ... it is wonderful. Absolute wonderful!
Young Billy's warmly pressuring hands pushed her thighs even further apart, and his face began to turn in lewdly sensual circles as his hot tongue stroked deep and hard now all over the tingling cuntal furrow. Her wantonly writhing body convulsed in response. He moved deeper into her hotly clasping vagina, using his long wet tongue as a penis to orally fuck the gasping secretary.
Loree began to wriggle, twisting her hips, lewdly grinding her pelvis up into his face, cooperating with him as much as she could. One of her hands moved down to tangle in his curly hair, stroking and caressing the head bobbing up between her legs, bringing her so much pleasure. Simultaneously, she was enjoying Phil's wetly fervent kiss and his gently moving hands that roamed all over her sensitive upper body, returning always to her urgently quivering breasts where they fondled and massaged her naked flesh. She could feel her aroused nipples digging into his grasping palms and erotically imagined she could even feel the ridges of his fingerprints.
Her other hand, the one that was not twisted in Billy's hair, was wrapped around her boss's neck, pulling his virile young body against hers. Suddenly however, this was not enough for her. She could feel Phil's heated hardness pulsating rhythmically against her thigh as he kissed and fondled her, and suddenly she wanted to hold that naked raw male pole of flesh in her hand. Cock! Prick! That was all. She wanted to feel it with her own hands. Urgently, she reached down for it, her nakedly aroused body caught up in an insane whirlpool of lust that she knew now existed within her mind and body, but could not yet fathom why.
It was pure rapture for her, holding her boss's hotly throbbing shaft in her hand, and she tightened her fingers gently around it as he began rocking his hips back and forth. With an abrupt thrill, she realized she could actually feel it growing and expanding in her hand. From the tactile sense alone, it fascinated her, and she strained for a closer look than she had had previously; it was long and ... thin whereas Billy's was short and thick ... but golly, I love them both!
Then she said it-something that surprised and shocked even her. "Phil! I want you to stick your cock in my mouth!"
"Wow!" Phil said as he scrambled immediately to his knees beside her face, more than anxious to comply. "Loree, you are something else!" Then he said to Bill, still slavering his mouth wetly between Loree's parted legs further down the bed, "See, didn't I tell you? She liked it! This is really wild!" She would be sucking Phil while Billy would be eating her.
At the time, her peak of high arousal, it seemed the most natural thing in the world to take Phil's beautiful young penis into her mouth. She kept her eyes open in delight as Phil's wet satiny cock-head brushed against her wetly parted lips. She wanted to do it! And the fact that down there between her wide-held legs, Billy was eagerly sucking on her ... made it just that more wicked and exciting! She wanted to arouse in Phil the same wildly searing sensations that Billy's continued licking at her pussy was bringing to her.
She willingly opened her mouth and her lips ovaled softly around Phil's long hard maleness. She was pleasantly surprised by its rubber softness and slightly pungent flavor. It was like it had been a couple nights ago, it was wonderful! She liked that! Slowly, experimenting at first, she ran her quivering wet tongue over the blood-engorged head. Then, gaining confidence, she began to swirl her tongue over it faster and faster in tiny licking circles, feeling the lewdly exciting shock of what she was doing rippled through his naked young body. Finally, she gently inserted the tiny tip of her tongue into the narrow glans at the top of it, and she could taste his impatiently oozing seminal fluid.
Phil's eyes were glued to her tightly ovaled lips as he began to revolve his hips slowly and rhythmically back and forth in front of her face, flexing the muscles of his lean buttocks to drive his hotly throbbing cock deeper into the soft warm recesses of her mouth. She accepted it, convulsing and hollowing the warmly clasping insides of her mouth around the thick tension of the shaft as it worked further and deeper into her oral cavity, until all of it was absorbed and the spongy, lust-swohen head rushed to the top of her throat. Only a tiny stretch of the base showed between her lips and the dark black curls of his pubic hair, and she tightened her lips like an elastic band around its exciting thickness.
As far as Loree was concerned, this was heaven, and she would have been satisfied if it had gone on forever. But then the hypnotic rhythm of the three bodies moving together was broken when Billy suddenly stopped. She stiffened and whimpered around Phil's still plunging cock in her mouth for the young man to continue to wild tongue fuck her heatedly aroused vagina. When nothing happened, she pulled back from Phil in disappointment. Looking down and straining to see, she glimpsed at Billy, now rising up on his knees between her widespread legs, his hand gripping his visibly throbbing cock that had been massaged to huge proportions while, sucking on her, he had rubbed it repeatedly against the mattress.
"Hey," his voice came from behind, "It's time for a change. You do the cunt licking now, I want some more of that cock sucking!"
She's already got me half way there!" Phil snapped. "So just wait a while ... then you can fuck her in the mouth while I fuck her in the pussy!"
"Hell, If you don't let me up there now, I'm going to fuck her first. Right now!
Loree stared down with masochistic fascination as Billy's hand continued to grip the shaft of his hearty young penis. Her eyes widened in amazement and admiration as he pulled back the loose fold of thick foreskin to reveal the blood-red roundness of its head. A clear drop of male lubricant ... looking like a little seed pearl appeared at the lust swollen top. Billy was obviously ready for action, more than ready!" Suddenly, she realized that her moment of irrevocable infidelity was fast approaching ... He's going to fuck me until he cums inside me. Then Phil will want to do it too!
Billy looked at her lewdly, as he saw her eyes taking in his thickness. "You thought what I did was good ... wait till you feel this deep inside your beautiful little cunt."
The young secretary shuddered involuntarily. There was absolutely no doubt in her mind that what he said was true. Every nerve of her long frustrated nervous system quivered with lewd anticipation. She yearned, asked and throbbed for sexual satisfaction ... FINALLY ... TO CUM ...!!! I don't care if it's strange, she thought. She had to have both of their cocks!
Lying there, Phil at her tousled hair and Billy at her naked feet, the young secretary called out, "Why don't both of you ... just fuck me ... one at a time! Let Billy go ahead and fuck my vagina, while I keep sucking your penis, Phil!"
Beside her, Phil sucked in his breath, deep and hard. It was a point of honor with him. "But I let you go down on her pussy first. So then you agreed that I could fuck her first!"
"But then she ended up .sucking you ... so what's the difference?" Billy protested. "You've got to be flexible."
"I'm not only flexible," Phil's voice was saying, though with a gloating tone, "I have imagination. I have it ah figured out! You fuck her up the cunt ... while I fuck her tight asshole. That way everybody's happy!"
Loree wasn't. Her head whirled around with shock ... this was the last thing she had wanted. She was through with butt-fucking, and she cringed when it was mentioned.
"Nooooooo! Please! It wouldn't make me happy. Phil, Billy, you don't know how it hurts!"
"I promise I'll be careful and gentle ... this time, you'll really enjoy it." Phil explained anxiously to her.
"Hey that's really wild!" Billy agreed, his eager cock jerking visibly. "It'll really be all three of us screwing together!"
"You promise ... you'll be gentle?" Loree groaned pleadingly, as the two men were already turning her onto her stomach. "Billy, you're still going to fuck me soon, aren't you?" she stammered hopefully. Oh, hell, I don't care what they do to me ... just so someone stuffs a penis in my vagina soon! The devils in her belly began to dance wildly again at the mere thought. She needed but one thing now, she needed a penis! More than anything else in the world, she needed a beautiful big cock!
"Kneel," Phil commanded thickly, and she immediately obeyed. "Get your ass up in the air. Spread your legs," he added, and she obeyed again.
Every last bit of will power seemed to have been submerged in her overpowering need for orgasm. She knelt unresisting, aware of Billy rapidly stroking his own thick cock while he watched, as her older boss kissed her smoothly rounded buttocks and bit them with sharp little love nips. She felt him draw her fleshy cheeks apart and shivered with unexpected delight as his tongue lowered to lick the moistened crevice between them. To the side, Billy jerked even more furiously on his lewdly growing organ at the salacious spectacle. She felt the strain on her tightly puckered anus as Phil pulled the pink crinkled skin around it. Suddenly, she felt obscenely naked and slightly masochistic as she sensed him hovering above the deep red little hole and she enjoyed that, too.
Chills ran down her spine and arms as she felt her boss's outstretched middle finger probing gently at her little anal hole.
His finger prodded and in response, her feet jumped further outward to the edges of the joined beds on either side. But it wasn't from any pain. Her uncle had been right when he had said that they had stretched her. Surprising surges of pleasure rippled through the muscles of her warmly quivering buttocks and tickled in wild little waves over the unblemished naked flesh of her behind and thighs.
While Billy watched, Phil wormed his finger slowly and carefully around in the tightly clasping hole, moving his finger in an ever widening circle against the small anal ring, then other times, sawing it straight in and out, teasing her and the awe-struck Billy. But the thing that seemed to fascinate the watching Billy the most was the way his boss and the secretary were working together, the young woman eagerly wiggling her hips back against it and sighing as though some strange erotic pleasure of subjugation was sweeping through her. Billy's eyes bulged with wonder as the pink rubbery skin of her rectum clung to her Boss's outstretched finger fucking in and out, and she sighed with a deep gasp of particular satisfaction.
"C'mon, Phil" Billy pleaded with his boss. "Put it in her ass, will you?" He was starting to feel almost left out.
Loree's quickly agreeing response reassured him that wasn't true. "I'm ready, Phil! Put it in, then we can all fall backwards so that Billy can climb on top of us."
Still, she held her breath as her boss clutched at the top of her nakedly trembling thighs, placing the hotly throbbing head of his virile penis against the tight hairless opening of her backside. She felt him begin to prod ... harder ... the pressure grew ... and then the tight sphincter muscle gave way and the older man's long hard cock popped inside of her. It doesn't hurt! She pushed back and he pushed forward, and slowly, gradually, the heatedly pulsating shaft made its way through the spongy resilient channel of her rectum, pushing the tight walls back in waves as it surged through her. Finally, he was buried to the hilt in the buttery soft confines of her bottom, and his pelvis smacked loudly against her wantonly writhing buttocks.
Her boss moving carefully, locked his hands tightly to his young secretary's smoothly flaring hips and rolled to the side, pulling her backwards on top of him. His long hot pole of flesh was still embedded deep in her backside as she lay full length on her back tight against his stomach and chest. Her legs were splayed out on the outside of his legs, and she looked up anxiously to her young photographer friend, encouraging him with her eyes to mount her without further delay.
Billy didn't wait a second. He crawled between her widespread legs, straddling his boss's knees, and pushed the secretary's thighs far apart to their utmost limits. He grasped his thick aching cock in his hands and guided it without a moment's delay into the velvety warmth of her wetly clasping pussy. He continued to thrust forward and his excitedly throbbing penis slithered deep into the farthest recesses of her vagina to scrape against the underside of his boss's cock already buried in her rectum.
"Aaaaaeeeeaaaahhhhhh," the secretary gasped as finally she lay sandwiched between Billy and Phil. She could feel each of their hotly pulsating cocks separately, one bringing warm magic to her vagina and the other burning in her rectum, and each in itself was sending separate waves of deliciously forbidden pleasure through her. She could even feel the pressure of the thin membrane between her rectum and vagina and at moments, it felt almost as if there was nothing between the two male organs. Together, they felt like the most gigantic penis in the entire world! She could feel her insides stretching and pulling, and her belly had never felt so filled and complete in her life!
"Is everybody ready now?" Phil Simpkins groaned far benath.
"I am!" the young secretary moaned, almost incoherent from her already mounting rapture.
"I am, too!" Billy choked from on top of her. "I can't wait any more. C'mon everybody, let's fuck!!!"
Both men commenced a smooth sawing motion in and out of Loree's moistly clinging pussy and rubbery tight rectum, buffeting the young girl between them like a rag doll. It only took a moment for them to fall into a mutual rhythm and Loree, sandwiched in between them, soon picked it up. "OHHH! AHHH! FUCK ME FUCK ME," she begged them. She eagerly undulated her sensually awakened body between, moving her warm-fleshed buttocks in tiny abandoned circles. Her boss's upthrusts into her wildly puckering rectum bounced her upwards to meet the downward drive of Billy's thick plunging cock into her steaming wet pussy. It worked perfectly! None of them had ever experienced anything like this before, and it seemed as though they had made a great discovery! Immediately, Loree began to lubricate profusely. It became more and more incredible in the face of this group animal-like lust ... there she was, laying on her back, with her legs spread obscenely wide, accepting the two plundering cocks of both her boss and Billy deeper and deeper inside her belly, one in her sensually quivering pussy and the other in her hotly searing rectum. "AHHHHHHHH! OHHHHH! MILK ME! FUCK FUCK FUCK OHHHHHHHH!" Phil groaned.
Billy was on top, thrusting deeply and she bit at her lower hp in pleasure until she tasted the saltiness of her own blood. Billy plowed his thick male organ crushingly into the deep welcoming folds of her tightly clinging vagina, pressing great waves of her soft pink flesh in tingling ripples before it. This was what she wanted, her every wish seemed to be coming true! Her belly quaked and throbbed convulsively as the smoothly pistoning shaft plunged headlong into her as her mind whirled in useless efforts to reason out the lewd effects of her virile boss's and Billy's penises filling her, crushing pleasurably her inner organs as it dug even deeper.
It felt like it would burst her throat if it didn't stop! He was tearing her inhibitions from her body and then devouring them as he flexed the hotly bulging head once, twice ... gulping her inner cunt away in mouthfuls of depraved sensuality. Her former being was rapidly leaving her, and there was nothing left now but these two steadily driving cocks, one in her vagina and the other in her rectum, filling her with a wild, never-before experienced sensual pleasure.
Behind her, Phil shoved his long, blood-engorged penis forcefully in and out of the warm, spongy flesh of his secretary's rectum, his every stroke inundated her being with a deliciously wanton feeling of forbidden delight.
"Oh, AHHHHHHHH!, yes! Fuck my asshole!" she encouraged him on, her own lewd sluttish words merely adding fuel to her inner fires.
Phil groaned as she reached down under herself, gently tickling her boss's sperm-laden balls as he sank his lust-hardened cock to the hilt in her wide-split ass crevice. Sweat poured down his face. He was straining to see between their close-packed bodies, wanting to watch the pink flesh of his secretary's starred little anal hole drawn back with his cock greedily clasping at it as though to keep it from escaping. In sadistic delight, he imagined he could see his throbbing white length disappearing all the way up into his secretary's smoothly gyrating ass with every thrust. None of it would be left visible to the eye as it submerged to its full hot depth into her tight resilient passage. The lewd imagery caused him to ram especially deep inside her as though to burst her bowels asunder.
For the young secretary, this hurt but it was a pain that was strangely pleasurable. It was totally different from the throbbing pulsations her friend Billy was causing in her ever more rapidly quivering vagina, but its savageness and wickedness filled her with an ah pervading masochistic joy.
Suddenly, she knew that she was going to explode into her orgasm. It was there, just around the corner, still tantalizing her. Oh, shit ... just a little more! Immeasurable ecstasy began to flood through her tautly rippling belly and thighs, and she began to move with her boss and Billy in an ever increasing abandonment. Her shamelessly aroused body and mind ah centering in now on the churning sensations of delight and lust in her loins.
She realized now the wildly throbbing expansion of the two cocks in her belly meant that the two men were nearing their climaxes, too! Their lunges into her became brutally crushing thrusts, wilder and wilder they became, nakedly voluptuous bodies tossing her roughly between them without consideration in their own lewd desperation. Among the three of them came into existence a kind of primitive orgiastic dance of motion, point and counterpoint, the rhythm and tempo increasing in rapidly building degrees. Even their three wanton groans and cries intermingles in an earthy primeval chorus of mad sexual abandonment. "OHHHH! AHHHHHHH! FUCK FUCK!" they groaned and gasped as they screwed together.
Then, she began to cum ... and cum ... and cum ... almost an unending torrent ... Oh! It's here! I'm cuuuuummmmiiiiinnnnngggggg!"
She seemed to be in a fantasy land of cock. Both of her holes were filled to overflowing with beautiful long hard penises that sent lewdly rising sensations of ecstasy rippling through her twitching pussy and made her whole body convulse with joy. There was nothing else but this world of cock!
"FUCK ME HAAAAARRRRRDDDDD-EEEEERRRRR!!!!! don't EVER STOP!!" Her boss and Billy sensing their total conquest of the young woman's body and mind, were going crazy, and they both lunged forward at the same time embedding their wildly gushing cocks deep into her asshole and pussy.
Billy buried his madly jerking penis as deep into the wet velvety heart of her vagina as he could, and he felt his thick ejaculating shaft expanding to even greater dimensions, as it exploded violently. He continued battering into her for several more pelvis-crushing strokes while he was still cumming. "Oh, OH! OOOOOHHHHHH!!!!" he squealed. "AHHHHHHHHHH!"
Beneath her, Loree's boss jerked the firmness of her nakedly writhing buttocks against his pelvis and, holding her firmly by the hip bones, pinioned her as unmovingly as possible on his wildly ejaculating penis while his semen hosed through his long hard cock in a white hot stream, his thickly heated sperm shooting far up into his young secretary's hotly milking rectum. He grunted; "FUCK! I'm CUMMMIIIINNNGGG! OH FUCK! He felt her deliberately working her inner ass muscles and then she shocked him with a shreik that she was cumming again.
The three of them just lay there, collapsed and spent and satiated. No one spoke for a long, euphoric moment. Finally, Loree remembered something.
"Uh ... Mr. Simpkins, does this mean I get my job back?" He smiled at her affectionately, "You know it does."
She was ecstatic! She could work in her same old job and have these wonderful guys with her all the time!
Simpkins smiled and asked, "Does that make you happy?"
To be working again at the Photodating service? Was he kidding! "Of course it does! And just think ... If anybody asks me to recommend this place, will I be able to speak from experience!"
