Most of us lead two lives-real and fantasy. The housewife imagines herself leading a life of luxury, surrounded by jewels and furs. The businessman imagines himself away from the rat race, fishing or painting by a quiet lake. The schoolboy dreams of someday having wealth and power. And then there are sexual fantasies-wild dreams that we seldom expect to come true.
Is it best to suppress our desires and fantasies, or to bring them out into the open and act upon them? Does their repression lead to sickness or their fulfillment bring shame? No one has yet been able to answer these questions satisfactorily.
The women in this story have their own sexual fantasies. Each tries to repress her desires, but eventually must face them and act upon them. Morals are cast aside in their quest for fulfillment.
THREE-WAY SECRETARY deals with the sexual dilemmas that face us all. We cannot pass judgment on these women's solutions. We can only look at them with an open mind, recognizing the emotions and problems common to us all.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
On her eighteenth birthday Brenda showed up again at Reynolds' office. It had been over a year and a half since she had worked there as a summer file clerk, but from the way he had been so taken with her then, she somehow knew he hadn't forgotten her. He had barely been able to keep his hands off her then, and he had never stopped devouring her with his eyes. He had made it clear to her that it was only her age that kept him at a legally respectable distance, and he joked with her constantly about coming back to see him when she turned eighteen. Somehow she had sensed that he both meant it and didn't mean it. He probably thought she would be deeply involved with a boy her own age by that time. Also, without exactly understanding it, she sensed that his desire for her was so intense that he was almost relieved to know that both the law and her eventual disappearance from his life would prevent him from expressing it. He wanted her so badly that he was afraid of the strength of his own desire, and that kind of powerful feeling was something Brenda, throughout the next year and a half, had found impossible to forget.
How could she forget it? She could remember the smoldering desire in Bob Reynolds' steel-gray eyes, she could recall sensing it in the lean muscular tension of his body when he was near her. It might have happened over a year and a half ago, but it was like yesterday when she recalled it. Even the memory made her young flesh grow warm and quivery.
She had been to bed by now with a few men her own age and a few slightly older. She didn't know whether it was the spectacular lushness of her body or their own inexperience that made them such quick, hasty and sloppy lovers. To a man they had all freaked out the instant they saw her naked. Two or three thrusts and they would come. Half an hour later, five or six thrusts and they would come again. One poor guy had even been so bedazzled that his twitching cock had squirted all over her naked thigh at the very moment he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.
Brenda longed to lie in the arms of a skillful man who understood her needs as well as his own, who would awaken her body slowly and stir the simmering fires in her until they erupted in gorgeous flames. She wanted to know what an orgasm was like when a man's powerful and skillful cock gave it to you instead of your own searching, probing fingers. She sensed untapped passion in her body, yearning urgencies that sometimes felt so swollen within her that even her own increasingly wanton masturbation would not release them.
And as her eighteenth birthday had drawn closer and closer, she had known that at least one major obstacle to her fulfillment would soon vanish. The memory of Bob Reynolds floated more and more often into her consciousness. He was in his mid-thirties, handsome, virile, experienced, and he had a turbulent desire for her that made her feel more like a woman, a deeply sensual woman, than all the slavering erotic fumblings of the guys whose speedy semen she had been the reluctant envelope for up to now.
On top of everything, she felt confident that whatever had held him back before, he would not be able to resist her now. In the year and a half since he had seen her, her body had ripened. Her breasts were still as firm and round as new fruit, but now they were plumper, fuller, delectable upthrust globes with superbly large, swollen, very black nipples that seemed to drive men into anguished paroxysms of worshipful lust when they saw them, and tasted them. Her high outcurved ass was also fuller, her buttocks two perfect moons of firm resilient flesh that swept out pertly below the satin expanse of her flawless naked back. Her legs had lengthened into shapely sinuous miracles, and the fullness of her hips was just enough to accentuate the narrow tapering of her slender waist. When she looked at herself naked before a mirror she knew that Bob Reynolds, or any man, would bite off his own tongue before he would refuse the offer of this fresh and achingly lovely young body.
He was going to be her birthday present to herself. She had even bought special clothes for the occasion. For underwear she had picked out the most abbreviated bikini panties she had ever seen, a small patch of gauzy red fabric in front and back that was held together only by three black strings on each side. She wore no bra and had chosen a slinky yellow skirt that clung seductively to the firm round globes of her young breasts, her hard, jutting nipples clearly showing through the shiny silk. Her white miniskirt was not indecently high, but high enough to reveal the satiny secret flesh of her inner thighs.
On her way to his office she could barely control her excitement. She knew how sexy she looked from the way men gaped at her in the streets, and from the hostile looks she drew from the women. Riding up in the elevator, she felt prickly aroused oozings in her cunt, felt her nipples throb and her blood pound. Hot yearnings rose in the pit of her stomach. What'll I do if he wants to take me right there on the floor of his office? she thought. Should I let him?
The thought was unbearably exciting. She had to steady herself to keep her knees from shaking as she walked through the door of Forsythe & Reynolds, Attorneys, and went up to the receptionist.
The girl at the desk looked up at Brenda with open hostility, her eyes sweeping up and down Brenda's delectably clad body. The receptionist herself was a very attractive honey-blonde with full out-thrust breasts and an imperious, cold face. Her electric-blue eyes flashed with competitive jealousy as she gazed scornfully at Brenda. "What can I do for you, Miss?" she asked contemptuously.
"I... I'm here to see Bob Reynolds," Brenda said, starting off shyly but quickly regaining her confidence.
"Do you have an appointment?" snapped the receptionist.
"I... I think he'll see me. Just tell him Brenda Silas is here."
"He's tied up in a meeting right now, Miss Silas," the receptionist said with sardonic formality. "I'm afraid if you don't have an appointment, you're out of luck. Mr. Reynolds is a very busy man."
"I realize that. It's just..."
"Look, I don't know how you met Bob, or what went on between you two, but I can tell you this. He doesn't mix business with pleasure. It's bad policy, if you know what I mean. Now if you want to leave a message . . . some bar or . .. street corner where he can meet you after working hours..." Again the receptionist let her eyes travel up and down Brenda's revealingly clad body as if Brenda were a common hooker.
Brenda suddenly felt herself caught between tears and fury. Everything's going wrong! she thought to herself. Somehow she had forgotten it would naturally be like this. This girl is paid to keep people away from him, and Brenda had spent so much time enjoying her fantasies of what it would be like when she saw him again, and when he saw her, that she hadn't give a thought to the simple obstacles that would lie in her way. Besides that, this girl had insulted her!
She fought back the tears of confusion that threatened to spill from her wide black eyes. "Look," she nearly pleaded, "can't you just let him know I'm here? If he knows I'm here, I'm sure he'll-"
"Sorry," smirked the girl. She shook her head with brusque finality.
"You're not sorry at all!"
"Be that as it may," said the girl, turning crisply back to her electric typewriter.
"Be that as it may yourself, you disgusting bitch!" Brenda said, stepping quickly past the girl's desk and opening the door to Bob Reynolds' office before the girl could do anything to stop her.
"Hey! You can't go in there!" the receptionist shouted.
"Watch me!"
With the girl chasing her, Brenda burst into his office and saw him sitting at his large mahogany desk writing on a long yellow legal pad. The commotion made him glance up, puzzled, then agreeably shocked by the stunning beauty of this girl who had charged unannounced into his office.
"Goddamn you!" the receptionist hissed, grabbing Brenda by the shoulder. "Mr. Reynolds, this horrible little tramp just-"
"What!" Brenda shouted, jerking her shoulder away. The abrupt motion made her breasts sway and jiggle under the silky fabric of her shirt, and she saw Bob's eyes on them, saw the struggle for recognition in his eyes as he reluctantly tore them away from her breasts and looked at her face again.
"Now hold on a minute, Corinne," he said to the receptionist.
Brenda smiled at him. "Don't you recognize me?" she murmured.
Suddenly he grinned and nodded his head as if to acknowledge that life was stranger than he had ever thought. "Brenda Silas," he nearly whispered.
Hearing that, Brenda smiled even wider. She let her eyes bore into his, let the full throbbing sensuality of her desire for him pulsate in her hot gaze.
The secretary looked at the two of them as if they had suddenly gone crazy. Her voice showing a mixture of jealousy and anger, she shouted at them. "Mr. Reynolds, you're not going to let-"
But before she could finish, Bob Reynolds stopped her. "Corinne, go back to work. And shut the door behind you," he said calmly, never taking his eyes once from Brenda's.
"But Bob!" gasped the girl, unable to believe her ears. Her use of his first name was not lost on Brenda. Obviously the two of them were closer than boss and employee. Somehow the thought of how quickly he was going to send her from the office gave Brenda an additional thrill.
"Get out of here, Corinne!" he said, glowering at her so heatedly that without another whimper of protest she stomped to the door, went out, and slammed it behind her.
Chapter Two
The sound of the slammed door still reverberating in his ears, Reynolds stood behind his desk staring with lustful disbelief at this stunning creature who had just forced her way into his office. Little Brenda Silas! The incredibly desire-able little jailbait nymph who had worked in the office as a summer file-clerk a couple of years ago. She had been only sixteen or seventeen at the time, and yet he could hardly be in the same room with her without wanting to rape her. And it had scared him. She had known how much he wanted her, and they had joked in sly, subtle ways about the mutual physical attraction they had. He had wanted to fuck her so badly that it had been one of the best and worst periods of his life, and he had breathed a deep sigh of relief mixed with loss when she had left the office to return to school.
But now she was back.
And what a way to come back! He didn't know what to say to her, and he was embarrassed because he couldn't keep his eyes from roaming up and down her incredible body. "Well. . . Brenda," he chuckled nervously. "What a surprise. Why don't you sit down." He motioned her to the chair beside his desk where clients usually sat.
He knew it had only taken her seconds to grasp the physical power she had over him by the way she slowly moved to the chair and sat down in it, crossing her long shapely bare legs seductively and subtly squirming her shoulders into the back of the chair so that her firm round breasts again moved under her shirt.
Reynolds couldn't believe his good fortune, although he knew his prick already believed it from the way it was swelling and thumping in his crotch. "It's. . . it's been a couple of years now, hasn't it?" he stammered on nervously. "I guess I really didn't expect to see you again."
Brenda's full lips pouted, and she grinned devilishly at him. "I thought you'd be glad to see me," she said.
"Oh, I am, I am," he grinned back, willing to play the game with her. "And if you don't mind my saying so, you're really something to see. You've really . .. grown up."
Brenda smiled and almost seemed to blush under his flattery. For the first time Reynolds realized that she was scared to death. It had taken all the boldness she had just to get his far, and she was apparently eager to leave the rest of it up to him. "I don't mind you saying it at all," she whispered shyly. "Today's my birthday. I'm eighteen." Her fingers fidgeted in her lap and she glanced down at them.
Holy fucking Christ! Reynolds thought. I'm her birthday present! While she was looking down at her lap his eyes once more raced over her lovely young body, and a hot demanding lust rushed through him. His desire for her was much stronger than the usual desire for a passing beautiful young girl, because it was reinforced by the memory of the constant lust he had felt for her two years ago.
"Congratulations," he murmured, unsure how to proceed. How sure was she of what she was doing?
Brenda had suddenly turned very shy and demure. "Thank you," she murmured back, her eyes suddenly frightened, but not with the kind of fear that would make her leave.
"Is ... is there some reason you came to see me on your birthday?" Reynolds asked her. "I mean, a job, something like that?"
"Oh... no," she said, shaking her head, the corners of her mouth again hinting at a grin she wouldn't allow to surface.
"I've got it. You just came back to let me see how beautiful you've become."
This time she smiled back at him without replying, a sensual pulsating smile that said she was his for the taking, only she didn't know how to get through the formal barriers and was leaving that up to him.
Well, I really don't know how to get past them either, Reynolds thought to himself. But I guess I have to try. He thought of standing up, pacing around the room, as if that might give him inspiration about how to proceed. But his cock was already so stiff in his pants that he didn't dare. The spectacle of his huge erection would embarrass them both. His blood was pounding so fiercely behind his ears and in his thundering cock that it wasn't very hard to throw caution to the winds.
"Brenda, why .. . don't you come over here and sit with me. You're so far away over there in that chair, it's ... hard to talk to you way over there."
She smiled warmly at this transparent invitation, visibly relieved that the initial barrier had been crossed. She got up of the chair and came over to him, and he swiveled his chair around in order to take her into his lap, opening his arms to her and feeling his hard penis nearly burst with happiness as her warm, curvaceous flesh settled against him.
One of her swelling hips pressed directly against his hard cock, and the sensation seemed to delight her nearly as much as it did him. "I'm not hurting you, am I?" she whispered, with a mischievous grin.
He shook his head. One of his arms was already around her shoulders, and it was all he could do to keep his other hand from immediately exploring her young body. "Brenda," he whispered, "you know this is a law office, don't you? It's a place of business. You used to work here, you know that. There are people coming in and out all the time. I have a partner, clerks, secretaries, appointments. Corinne is right outside the door. She already knows something's fishy."
Brenda nodded, wide-eyed, and lay her head gently on his shoulder, tracing invisible figures on his cheek with one long cool finger.
"You know how much I want you. How much I always wanted you."
She nodded again. "And you know why I came back," she murmured, her voice softly sensual.
Oh my god! Reynolds thought. I'm going to take her, I just know I'm going to take her, right now, no matter what the risks. I just can't stand it, I've never wanted anyone as much as I want this girl.
Her lips were only inches from his, and her kiss was a wet warm miracle of tenderness before the urgency both of them felt crept into their moving lips and coiling tongues. She began to pant and whimper softly even during the kiss, her body straining against him, and when his lips slid down her silky cheek to her warm neck and sculptured throat, she panted, "You don't know how long I've waited for this! You don't know, you don't know!"
No longer than I've waited for it, baby, Reynolds thought. Only I thought it would never happen. How can I turn it down now? You're amazing-your neck, your shoulders, your satiny skin. His lips explored the delicate bones of her throat while Brenda's fingers hastily undid the remaining buttons of her silk shirt.
She shivered with excitement as his hands skimmed the shirt off her bare shoulders and tossed it on the floor beside the chair. He caressed the shapely silken expanse of her long bare back, feeling her warm supple young flesh yield completely to him, feeling her back arch slightly, instinctively, as she offered her perfectly round and incredibly succulent breasts to his descending mouth.
His hands trailed around her narrow waist, up her taut midriff, and scooped up the two amazingly firm globes, squeezing them gently, bringing soft moans and sighs of pleasure to her lips. Her nipples were large, swollen plums, and when he took one into his mouth he felt her tremble with yearning. He sucked and tongued the distended blossom expertly, lovingly, feeling his cock swell and ache insistently against her hip, feeling the thick stem of her large nipple harden into long, rubbery erection against the wet, abrasive action of his tongue. Her frenzied fingers bit into his scalp as she pulled his working mouth into her breast, and already she was mewling and squirming with deep sexual longing.
Already the two of them were squirming together with such urgent desire that Reynolds' swivel-chair was rocking and shaking, threatening to spill them both on the floor. With the added strength of his lust, he scooped her whole quivering body up in his arms and carried her to the open space in the center of his office, then lowered her onto the rug on her back.
Her dark eyes swam with hot desire as he sank down beside her, again filling his eager hands with her marvelous breasts, pinching her plump swollen nipples between his thumbs and fingers as he drank her full wet mouth and sucked her probing tongue. Briefly he thought about locking the door, but her warm, supple, undulating body was such a miracle of beauty beneath him that he could do nothing but devour her more passionately by the second. -Straddling her shaking hips, he explored her naked upper body with his mouth, kneading the resilient silky flesh of her squirming torso and sucking her dark nipples alive and erect again, his quick hands unzipping her skirt as his mouth trailed down her heaving belly. She whimpered and writhed under his caresses, growing wilder with passion each second, panting and twisting so wantonly that he had to hold her quaking hips steady just to peel off her skirt and panties.
"Ohhhnnnn god, I love it," she whimpered. "I love what you're doing to me, I've . .. ahhnnnn ... oh, I've waited so long, oh yes, oh yes! You can do anything to me, Bob! Fuck me, eat me, take me, fuck me here . .. ohhhhhhh!"
Reynolds didn't want to take his hands and mouth off her long enough to remove his own clothes. But it wasn't going to be a slow fuck, he knew. That would have to wait until later. Their need for each other was so great that this would be a short blistering explosion. Aching for her voluptuous, writhing body, he looked into her melting, imploring eyes as he rapidly tore out of his shirt and pants. Her eyes widened as his long, twitching penis sprang into view, and she raised her arms to him, her face begging him, her silken thighs yawning open to reveal the glistening wet flower of her cunt.
Reynolds felt himself exploding with a lust more overpowering than anything he had ever felt before. He wanted to do more than fuck her, he wanted to devour and swallow her, but both of them were panting and trembling with a feverish passion that had to be satisfied immediately. "I want so much more of you, Brenda, so much more . .." he murmured to her as he crouched between her splayed shivering thighs, bringing the swollen head of his prick to within inches of her juicy cuntlips.
"Do it all to me, Bob. Do it all to me!" she panted. "Again and again and again! I want you to do everything to me. Oh god, honey, put it in me, pleeeeease!"
She was so wet and runny for him that his cock slid easily up into the tight squinchy sleeve of her warm pussy.
"Aahhhhnnnnnn!" she gasped ecstatically, biting her lower lip and tossing her head as the thick shaft of his cock penetrated her.
He scooped up her shoulders, mashing her beautiful naked breasts against his chest, and dug his .prick deep into her cunt, feeling her body shudder, hearing her emit a tiny sharp squeal of delight as she clamped her legs around his hips and began to buck softly upward with her groin into each of his piercing thrusts.
Reynolds wanted to fuck her slowly, wanted to milk every ounce of excruciating pleasure he could out of this miraculous event, but she was too much for him. She was primed and ready for him, her warm writhing body both yielding and urgent. Her cunt was so young and tight that it nearly pinched the hot burbling seed out of his probing cock each time he shoved it into her. The enormous, almost agonizing pleasure he was giving her showed on her beautiful face, and she winced and gasped with sharp delight each time she felt his prick plunge deep into her.
"Ohhnnn god, oh god, it's beautiful... unnhhh! Oh god, it's so good ..." she moaned, tossing her head and bucking her groin up into each thrust. Whimpering and mewling, her amazing body caught up in throbbing sexual pleasure, she gasped and panted into his ear, pausing to bite off a hot squeal deep in her throat when the delicious agony caused by his hard, surging prick became too much for her. Her words drove Reynolds insane with lust.
"Oh! Ohhhh! Bob, I... unh! unh! oh god yesssss! Bob, oh honey I've wanted you so much ... aaaooowwnnngggg! oh! oh!... oh baby I don't want it to stop ... don't let it stop . .. just fuck me . .. ohhnnn! oh! yessss! .. .just fuck me and fuck me forever, please! ... ohn! aannhhhiieee! unh! unh!"
Delirious with his own pleasure, his throbbing, plunging prick so close to eruption that he had to grit his teeth to try to prolong the joy for even a few seconds more, Reynolds was still aware that her uncontrollable whimpering and muffled squealing might soon become so audible that someone outside might hear. He sensed that when she came she would not be able to stop herself from screaming. And now that suspicion was confirmed by the almost incoherent words that came from her gasping and sighing mouth.
"Never ... never came before .. . this way ohhnnn! oh god, make it last, make it go on!" she murmured, her silky body increasingly tense and taut with the building pressures of her eventual climax. "Oh Bob! Oh Bob, nobody . .. aahhhnnn! no one ever made me come before .. . but you, you, you're doing it, and I knew you would . . . I'm going to . .. uunngggghh! I know I'm going ... to . . . going to going to ... oh fuck me fuck me make me come ..."
Her words excited both of them so much that their pace suddenly quickened until they were fucking with animalistic intensity. But in the back of his mind Reynolds realized the danger. "Try not to make noise," he whispered into her ear, "try not to scream, try to stay quiet if you can, baby."
"I... I can't... aawwooonnnggg! Oh! I just ... can't!"
"But try, try," he whispered. But he knew that he himself was so bewitched with uncontrollable sexual urgency that caution meant little to him either. And obviously it would mean less to her. He had never seen such a case of pure unadulterated need in a woman, the need to have him fuck her and make her come, the need to have him do it, and no one else. The idea filled him with unbelievable happiness, and caught in the sudden joy of it he suddenly ripped his cock up into her so fiercely that she howled aloud with joy.
"AANNNWWOONNGGGG!" she wailed, her body straining, her nails biting into the back of his neck as she surged up into his thrusting prick.
If that's the way you feel about it, honey bunch, he thought, then I'm going to give you not only your first fucking orgasm, but the best damn one you've ever had any other way either. His hands slid down her back to her hard round buttocks, and he clutched them and began to ram her mercilessly, when suddenly the door opened and Corinne burst into the office.
"Oh my god!" she shrieked, looking down at them, raising a clenched fist to her open mouth, her eyes wide with fascinated horror. "My god, Bob! What are you doing!"
But by this time Reynolds himself was as deep in the grip of lust as Brenda was. He looked up at Corinne, and snarled viciously at her. "What the hell do you think I'm doing!"
"But. . . but..." Corinne stammered, unable to take her eyes off the spectacle of their naked and still fucking bodies.
"Will you just get the fuck out of here!" he shouted at her.
But Corinne was unwilling to leave. She couldn't speak either, but the sight was too fascinating for her to turn away from it. She just stood by the door as if hypnotized, staring down at them.
"CORINNE!" Reynolds shouted at the top of his voice.
Tears of confusion seemed to leap into Corinne's eyes as she slowly obeyed, backing through the door like a zombie and pulling it shut behind her.
He looked into Brenda's eyes again and immediately resumed fucking her with long virile strokes that quickly reawakened the raging fires in her squirming body. She stared at him dazedly, and murmured, "I'm sorry."
But he wasn't going to give her a chance to be sorry. He clutched her firm round asscheeks in his hands and squeezed them, bringing tiny squeals of delight from her constricted throat as he deliberately drew his hard prick to and fro across the erect bud of her throbbing clit.
"Don't be sorry, don't be sorry," he murmured, squeezing her ass rhythmically and digging his cock into her until she began to whimper wildly once again, and he knew she was poised on the verge of her orgasm..
When they had both regained the intensity of need they had felt just before Corinne's intrusion, and when he knew there was nothing that could stop her from coming now, he suddenly drew his arms up behind her knees, unclasping her legs from around his hips and flinging them back against her so that her feet flailed in the air and she was bent beneath him, her calves caught by his biceps, the whole wet inflamed seam of her vulnerable groin splayed open to receive the ferocious penetration of his down-stabbing prick.
A powerful mixture of terror, anticipation, and deep love flashed through her dark eyes as she sucked in her breath and took the deep skewering thrusts of his nearly bursting penis.
"AANNHHHEEIIHI!" she screamed, half-coughing and gasping for breath as he crammed her tight young pussy full of his raging meat.
Reynolds put his hands on the full mounds of her beautiful, round, jiggling breasts, and squeezed them, and drilled his cock down into her again and again, feeling her body twitch and strain as the shocks of her orgasm began to wrench her. He leaned forward, pushing her legs back against her and rocking her ass up off the floor, then slamming his cock deep into her and pinching her thick nipples with his fingers as she suddenly was seized by a torrential sunburst of coming.
"Unnhhh! Unh! UNNHHHEEEE! AAHHH-NNGGIIEEE!" she wailed, flipping and churning beneath him, her body clenching and writhing wildly as she gasped in the grip of shattering ecstasies.
And he was right behind her as she came, his body torn to pieces by violent spasms as the fiery strings of jism rocketed through his cock and spewed into her clenching pussy. He groaned and she howled with demented pleasures as the hot waves of coming pulsed and roared through them both.
Their bodies seemed welded together by the intensity of the coming, and when Reynolds finally released her legs and let them fall back gently to the floor, his prick was still fiercely hard, and Brenda was still moist and throbbing, her supple body still vibrant and softly undulating beneath him. He kissed her and continued to fuck her tenderly, this time letting her approach another orgasm slowly, as if to let her learn on her own that she could do it, she could come again, he would help her.
And she seemed to need no encouragement, for in seconds she was clawing his back and whimpering and shuddering through another orgasm, this one apparently a soft and sweetly throbbing burst of pleasure that seemed to bloom like honeyfire throughout her quivering flesh. "Ooohhhnnn!" she moaned, her eyes shut and her mouth slack with lust as the soft warm waves of her second orgasm poured through her.
Reynolds kissed her and watched her come and knew he would go on fucking her all day and all night right here on the floor of his office, except for the fact that it was the floor of his office. He knew he would have to pay for this moment of incredibly beautiful fucking, perhaps the best he had ever experienced in his life. It did not become a rich and successful lawyer to be discovered rutting like a sex-crazed dog on the floor of his office with the girl who was just barely eighteen.
Thinking of his responsibilities, he tried as gently as possible to disengage himself from her, rising off her languid body and pulling his prick slowly out of her.
But she wouldn't let him. She locked her legs around his hips again, pulling him back into her, throwing her arms around his neck and squirming up into him so that he could feel her hot breathy whisper in his ear and her firm round breasts pushing into his chest. "No, no," she panted, "don't leave me, don't ever leave me! Do it to me again, please. Do it to me again, you can do anything to me, it's so good!"
"Brenda, baby, remember where we are. I've got clients, responsibilities."
"But I've never felt anything like this."
"Neither have I, but-"
"Really?"
"Really." And he knew that in a way it was true. He had had his share of blistering and stupendous fucks in his life, but there was definitely something about this girl that set her apart from the rest. It had been that way even two years ago when she was underage and he had wanted her so much. He didn't know what it was, though the amazing perfection of her splendid young body probably had something to do with it. His prick was still as hard as a rock when he finally drew it out of her wet, clasping pussy. And though he was not as young as he used to be, he somehow realized that this incredible girl had stirred fires in his body that wouldn't be easily put out. Without knowing why, he knew he would have the stamina to fuck her repeatedly. And as he pulled on his pants, he knew she knew it. And he didn't blame her a bit for wanting him to continue right there on the floor.
But it would have to wait. At least a few hours, until the close of the working day. "Baby, get your clothes on," he grinned at her. She was still lying stark naked and receptive on the floor where she had left her, her bewitchingly beautiful body a miracle that beckoned him back.
She gave him back a kittenish smirk. "I don't want to. I want you to do it to me again." She squirmed and rubbed the insides of her yawning thighs with the palms of her hands, breathing out deep sexual sighs and showing him the lovely fiery red cleft of her still open cunt.
The blood hammered in his still stiff cock, but he got control of himself. He looked at his watch. "Brenda, honey, I'll meet you downstairs in three hours. We'll go somewhere private and ... do it right."
She smiled. "You promise?" "I promise."
She beamed. Then she slowly stood up and began to put on her clothes. For Reynolds, watching her put them on was almost as tormenting as taking them off her had been. He had never craved a woman's body so much, especially so soon after he had had a powerhouse orgasm like the one he'd just experienced.
When she was dressed he kissed her again heatedly, as if to seal the bargain, then ushered her out of his office past Corinne's desk and down the hall to the elevator. There, while they waited for it to arrive, he kissed her again and whispered in her ear, "You'd better go take a rest, Brenda, because tonight we're going to have the best birthday party you ever had."
Her knees trembled with excitement as she kissed him back. "Oh god, I can't wait!" she murmured, her hands darting down to his crotch to give his thick cock one last squeeze through his pants. "I just can't wait!"
He put her on the elevator, then waited an interval for his wildly throbbing prick to deflate before walking back to his office. Corinne, who had been seated at her desk when he and Brenda had emerged from his office, was not there now.
Chapter Three
There was no one in the women's lounge when Corinne got there. She sighed with relief, closed the door behind her, and snapped shut the lock. Somehow she felt so strange that she didn't care if anyone else had to use the toilets. Let them go upstairs to the next floor, if they couldn't hold it. I've got to be alone for a few minutes, she thought. I can't stand it. It really got to me.
She sat down on the sofa and tried to collect herself. Her body was tense and hot, and she knew she was near tears again without exactly knowing why. I actually cried in front of them, didn't I? she remembered. It was so humiliating. Why did I do that? Why am I almost doing it now?
But she knew why. I've worked for him a whole year, she thought. I've done everything I could think of short of actually raping him to let him know how I feel. I know he's attracted to me. Sometimes I can feel his eyes on my body like he wants to rip my clothes off and screw the daylights out of me right there on top of my typewriter. And I'm alone in this office with him all the time.
All the while I've been thinking, it's just a matter of time. He wants me, but he's cautious. He's afraid of mixing business with pleasure. But he wants me, and sooner or later he won't be able to stand it any more.
And then . . . and then, she thought, this half-naked little tart walks in off the street, busts into his office, and within minutes the two of them are fucking like rabbits right there on the floor.
Corinne knew that simple frustration and jealousy were the causes of most, of what she felt. But there was more to it than that. There was something deeply disturbing about the way she still felt. Somehow, watching the two of them fucking on the floor like that, even if only for a few seconds, had aroused her. She squeezed her thighs together and felt the warm wetness in her crotch. Her belly was tight, her blood coursing hotly, her nipples throbbing.
She couldn't make the whole scene come back to mind-it had been such a quick, fascinating, horrifying shock to her senses-but certain things flashed in sharp detail like still photographs across her brain. She could see the thick reddened stalk of Bob's large stiff prick protruding from the girl's clasping cuntlips. It was the prick that she had ached for months to have sunk in her own hungry slit. And though her first reaction was to hate the girl who was skewered on it and panting with joy, she now realized that her heart had fluttered with excitement when she saw how much bigger it was than she had expected. She really didn't care, she told herself. The size of his prick wasn't as important as getting him to stick it into her. But now, sitting alone on the sofa in the lounge and remembering the sight of his huge shaft, she nearly creamed her panties again with desires.
She also recalled, with a wince of shame, the way she had reacted to the sight of the girl's naked body. It was breathtaking. The girl was sleek and supple and beautifully proportioned, her smooth, tanned skin glossy as velvet against Bob's pale flesh. Her breasts were high, perfectly round, incredibly firm, her large, pink nipples long and stiff in excited erection. Her smooth, shapely legs had been clamped firmly around Bob's hips, and even the shock of Corinne's entrance had not been enough to stop the tiny uncontrollable mewlings that came from her throat. Corinne remembered the way the girl had looked up at her from the floor, her eyes murky with ecstatic lust, her mouth slack with a soft grin of deep sensual pleasure, as if she were merely waiting for this nuisance to pass, as if she were hovering on the verge of an orgasm so stupefying that nothing could interfere with it, not even this senseless intrusion, which would soon be over.
And my god! Corinne thought. When she did come! If I didn't know better I'd have thought he was killing her.
Corinne had gone back outside and shut the door, still shaken and quivering with shock and surprise. As if paralyzed, she had sunk into her chair, still unable to believe what she had seen. And only a few minutes had passed before she heard the high, tight moans of the climaxing girl, sounds that made her blood thunder through her flushed and aroused body.
She was honest enough with herself to know that she had felt, watching them, something even more horribly fascinating than all of that. A hot shiver of shameful excitement gripped her as she realized that she had wanted to be there on the floor with them, with both of them, naked and writhing and coiling together, kissing and squeezing and sucking and fucking and ...
Corinne's body quivered and yearned with sexual tension. Without pausing to think whether what she was doing was right or wrong, she dropped her hands to the hem of her skirt, pulled it up, then slowly inched her panties down her smooth trembling thighs. They slid down her calves to her ankles and she kicked them free, spreading her knees and tenderly caressing the flesh of her inner thighs, letting her fingers draw gasps of excitement from her throat as they crept closer and closer to the aching wet furrow of her cunt.
I wanted to be with them both! she thought. I wanted both of them to be all over me, eating me, fucking me, doing everything to me. Oh god, I've never felt anything like I felt then! They were so beautiful together, so deep into it. I wanted to tear off my clothes and help him fuck her, and then I wanted both of them to fuck me, I wanted to feel her beautiful body rubbing all over me at the same time he was fucking me, I wanted to put my mouth on those big puffy nipples of hers while his huge lovely cock was ripping into me again and again ...
She had never experienced a desire like that in her whole life, and it seemed horribly wicked to her, but at the same time it made her body itch and crackle with a more heated and urgent sexual excitement than she had ever felt. I want to come, I want to come! she thought feverishly. I know it's wrong to do it here, but I have to, I have to! I want to come like she did, like rockets were tearing her apart or something. Ohhhnnn, I know it won't be as good, but I have to do it anyway, I can't stand it, I need it so bad!
Way in the back of her mind she knew how risky it was to be doing this on the sofa in the women's lounge in the middle of the working day. But she couldn't help herself. The scene she had witnessed had lit raging fires in her trembling body, needs so insistent and demanding that she had to give in to them. Maybe I can make it quick, she thought. Maybe I can do it fast, before anyone knocks on the door. Oh, but I don't want it to be quick. I want it to be slow, slow, so I can get deep down into it again, and remember it, and pretend that they're fucking me like I wanted them to do.
She wanted to be entirely naked, without the feel of clothes rubbing against her tender flesh, so that she could touch herself everywhere. If her hands had to replace theirs, the hands she really wanted to feel searching and probing and caressing her body, then she wanted to be able to pretend there was no part of her they couldn't touch. But she knew how dangerous it would be to take everything off. Instead she raised one shaking hand to her sweater, still tormenting the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs with her other hand, and pulled it up far enough so that she could reach behind her back and unfasten the clasp of her bra.
Then she pushed her sweater and bra up above her naked breasts and gazed down at the full upthrust mounds of smooth flesh, the large nipples already flecked with tiny excited bumps. She knew that her own breasts were every bit as lovely as the other girl's. And they were bigger, too, maybe even big enough to .. .
She had never tried it. The thought had never even entered her head before. True, she masturbated from time to time, in the evenings, alone in bed, her body vibrant and moist with need, a need so insistent that a few strokes of her fingers against her wet, throbbing clitoris were enough to make the pulsating shocks of a climax soar through her. She had done it even more since this craving for Bob Reynolds had entered her life. But she had never, she now realized, made love to her own body in all the ways that were probably possible.
Now, as she cupped and squeezed her own hot full breasts in her hands, she realized that if she tried she could probably reach her nipples with her mouth. The thick swollen buds sat high on the full globes of her breasts, and she gently pulled and pinched them between her thumbs and forefingers, watching them stiffen slightly, feeling them ache, feeling the hot excitement flutter in the pit of her stomach.
Somehow the idea seemed so strange and sick, but at the same time relentlessly necessary. As if hypnotized, the blood pounding in her head, she cradled her naked left breast in both hands and bent her chin against her upper chest, lifting the firm springy globe until the tall, excited, throbbing nipple was only an inch from her lips. The last inch was the hardest to cross, but Corinne was in no hurry now that she knew she could manage it. Her hands firmly squeezing her breast forced even more hot throbbing blood into her nipple, which grew engorged and purplish.
Slowly she extended her tongue and with the tip of it licked the tender protruding stem of her distended aching nipple, feeling hot delightful shivers race through her body. Her hands pulled it closer and her tongue more rapidly stroked the stippled areola. Finally her lips encircled and enclosed it, sucking it into the warm wet cavern of her mouth, and in spite of herself she began to squirm and tremble on the sofa as the unbearable delicious sensations flooded her. Rhythmically she squeezed her throbbing breasts with her hands while at the same time she sucked her stiff aching nipple, coiling her tongue around the long tender bud, nipping it with her teeth, pinching it between her tongue and the wet roof of her mouth until the pleasure grew so intense that she could hear the soft uncontrollable whimpers rising from her own throat.
The warm pulsing feelings that flooded her body were heavenly. She squeezed and squeezed her breast, harder and harder, sucking and tongue-stabbing her aching thick nipple until her heavy gasping grew so rapid that she had to open her mouth simply to breathe. Oh my god! Oh my god! she moaned to herself, panting and bathing her erect, tingling nipple with warm spittle. Why didn't I ever think of this before? God, it feels so good!
Dizzy with strange unfamiliar lust, she fed the tight nipple into her mouth once again, this time sucking it with sharp passion, mewling and squirming her ass into the sofa cushions as she felt her cunt gush with fresh juice. Quivering and moaning softly, she scrunched down further on the sofa. She dropped her left breast and scooped up her right one, this time skipping the preliminary tongue-caresses and feeding the hot pulsing nipple immediately into her thirsty mouth, feeling her twisting body jump involuntarily with the jolt of a hot new sensation.
Now worked up to a feverish pitch, she mauled her aching right nipple passionately with her lips and tongue and teeth, devouring the hot flaming bud so wantonly that she began to feel the vibrant contractions of her approaching orgasm already pulsing deep in her belly. The realization that she was on the verge of coming drove her even crazier with hot desire. She was torn between the need to put her hands in her squinchy simmering cunt and bring herself off, and the need to keep sucking her throbbing nipples, to keep this incredible feeling going, this feeling she had never dreamed she was capable of giving herself.
Her trembling body rippled and flashed with aching sex-heat. All thought of Bob Reynolds and the beautiful brunette had left her now because she was so consumed with the amazing lust that she had aroused in her own shuddering body. She was fucking herself, hovering on the brink of a shimmering climax that she herself had aroused in her own body, without any help from them.
"Aahhnnn!" she moaned aloud. "Ohhnnn, it's so good, it feels so good! I'm going to come, I want to come, I need it so bad!"
Panting and shaking, she slid one hand down her smooth palpitating stomach toward her gaping crotch, still cupping her flushed right breast with the other. Muffled whimperings were caught in her throat as she sucked her flaring engorged nipple back into her mouth again sharply, tugging it wildly with her lips as she dipped her fingers into her soupy cuntlips for the first time. Knowing how close she was, how urgently her orgasm was building, she quickly slid her long middle finger down her excruciatingly sensitive perineum to her asshole and expertly inserted it, squealing hotly with sudden joy as the boiling froth of sharp new sensations shot through her.
Now she was shivering and squirming uncontrollably, almost coming, and she grasped the slippery wildly throbbing nub of her clitoris between her thumb and forefinger, shuddering and moaning, her body twitching and twisting. She knew how little it would take to bring her off, and so she did everything to herself at once. Sucking her throbbing nipple fiercely, she began bucking with her hips, pumping her middle finger in and out of her rectum and pinching her nearly-exploding clitoris rhythmically at the same time.
And within short seconds the hot coming poured through her quaking flesh. The hot blistering jolts seized and wrenched her, blazing like fiery spears of pulsating joy through her clenching body. "Aahhnnnniieeee!" she cried aloud, her taut nipple spilling from her slack mouth as the moans of passion fought their way out.
"Aaauunnnn! . . . aauunnnnn! Oh! Oh oh aaauunnn!" Her cunt oozed with juice as the hot spasms of coming shook her. Writhing and twisting on the sofa, with her free hand she pinched and pulled her thick saliva-wet nipples and frantically squeezed her rolling breasts, probing her asshole again and again with her middle finger, massaging her swollen clit, hoping for another one.
But then suddenly she felt someone's eyes on her. Somehow she knew she was being watched. It seemed like an immense effort to fight her way up out of her deep sexual trance, but her eyelids fluttered open ... and there, standing in the doorway that led from the lounge to the toilet stalls, was a secretary from another group of offices down the hall, Norma Alvarez.
In a brief instant a thousand things flashed through Corinne's brain. My god, she thought, I was so hungry for it that I forgot to check the stalls to see if anyone was back there! What will she think of me! Oh my god, I'm so embarrassed!
She knew the Alvarez girl only enough to smile and say hello. She was a beautiful Chicano with a glossy mane of raven-black hair, fiery latin eyes, and a mouth that was a picture of sensuality, the kind of mouth that men creamed their jeans over, as a friend had once told Corinne. And now those lusciously curved lips were frozen in a smile of almost sickening disdain, those fiery black eyes flashed with fascination and shock, as the girl stared in amazement at Corinne's half-naked body, at her splayed groin still clutched by the hand that had no recently unleashed the flood of hot coming in her still moist and flushed body.
Quickly Corinne sat up and began hastily pulling on her clothes. "Oh my god, I. .. I'm sorry, I.. . don't know what to say," she murmured shamefully. The girl's dark eyes bored into her and made her feel guiltier by the second. "I ... I didn't know . . . there was anybody in there," she stammered. "I mean, I know .. . that doesn't make any difference, but I didn't know ..."
Norma Alvarez's face suddenly softened, and she smiled at Corinne, an ambiguous smile, as if there were things she couldn't say that she hoped would be read in her face. "You should have checked," she murmured. "I know."
"I heard you moaning." "I. . . I'm sorry," Corinne blushed. "Don't be sorry," Norma said. "It really turned me on." "It did?"
Norma nodded, bashful herself this time. "In fact," she added hesitantly, "I even . .. watched you. I'm the one who should be sorry."
"You watched me?" Even though she knew she should be horrified by the knowledge, Corinne found the thought incredibly exciting. The idea that this beautiful girl had watched her in the throes of her climax thrilled her.
Norma nodded as if she were embarrassed. "I know it's a very . . . private thing. I just couldn't help watching, that's all. I . . . almost came myself, when you did. It really got to me. Putting your finger up your .... ass .. . like that. I... I never thought of that. Just watching you do it almost drove me wild."
"It drove me wild too," Corinne smiled.
"I'll bet." Norma's dark eyes flickered with unspoken feelings, as if there were things she wanted to say but didn't dare.
Corinne stood up and smoothed her clothes, knowing that after this bizarre self-indulgence she would have to get back to work quickly, before she was missed. Because of what had happened, the air was still electric between her and Norma, and that made her nervous and excited at the same time. Actually, even though they had not touched, the two of them had shared a kind of sexual experience, and the warmth and intimacy of it still permeated them.
"I... I've got to get back to work," she said shyly, though she realized that she didn't want to leave the girl. She wanted to stay with her. She didn't have anything in mind, certainly nothing sexual, not with another woman, she had never even conceived of doing something like that in her life; she just wanted to stay with Norma.
"I know. I do too," Norma whispered.
Suddenly feeling very, very nervous, Corinne walked to the door. "I know it sounds silly," she said, not facing Norma now, afraid to face her as she was afraid of the words that she knew were going to come out of her mouth, "but I almost feel like saying we must do this again sometime. Isn't that dumb?"
Norma half-giggled, every bit as nervous as Corinne was. "Yes, I felt the same way. It's just.. . silly, I guess."
Corinne turned around and looked at Norma before going out the door. The yearning in the girl's eyes was naked and pure, but Corinne refused to see it because she knew and feared the presence of the same feeling in herself. It was too weird, much too weird. It couldn't be true. "Well," she said, "please don't tell anybody, okay?"
Brenda could hardly believe it had really happened. The cars and trucks and the people on the sidewalks were the same as they had been when she arrived, but she was different. She could still feel traces of his warm gooey semen leaking out of her, and the urge to stop walking and squeeze her thighs together just to keep some of it in there was almost overwhelming. Incredible as it seemed, she could still feel the touch of his firm hands and his hungry, insistent mouth on her body under her clothes. In her wildest dreams she had never imagined that being fucked by him would be as good as it had been.
In a daze, she slowly wandered the afternoon streets, reliving the entire experience in her mind. After her entrance, she had felt unexpectedly shy and nervous, but he had handled it all perfectly. It had all gone so fast that she could barely remember anything between the time she forced her way into his office and the first feel of his marvelous lips on her thrilled, pulsing nipples. She wanted to remember each stage, each beautiful caress, but all she could recall was the wild passionate fury of it. She could still feel him scooping up her legs behind the knees and forcing them back against her, then fiercely plowing her hot runny pussy with the strong fleshy spike of his surging cock, skewering her so wildly that the powerful sunbursts of coming that finally racked her writhing body had made her feel for a brief instant like she was dying of incredible pleasure.
Just recalling it made her quiver and tingle all over. And the thought that in less than three hours it would be five o'clock, and she would see him again, made her weak-kneed with renewed desire. The wildfire holocaust of the quick fuck they had just had on the floor of his office was only the beginning. She nearly wet her pants thinking of the intense streams of endless coming that would soon engulf her when the two of them got to a hotel room.
Meanwhile, she didn't know what to do with herself while she waited. She couldn't just stand on a sidewalk quivering with anticipation for two and a half hours. She wanted to be alone, someplace where it was dark and quiet, so that she could retrace the whole experience and relieve each hot second of it in her mind. So she walked a few blocks until she spotted a movie theater. Not caring what the movie was, she paid her money, went inside, and immediately found a seat near the back in the darkest corner.
She shut her eyes so she would not have to see the screen and began slowly and patiently recalling each detail. She remembered the hard lump of his penis squashed against her thigh when she first sat down in his lap. And the feel of his lips on her neck and throat and shoulders as she tried to control her frenzied fingers long enough to unbutton her blouse. She remembered his almost awe-stricken lust when he first saw her naked breasts, and the feel of his strong hands, cupping them, the feel of his wet searching lips on her throbbing nipples.
For a long time she let her body hum with the remembrance of him sucking her. Her thick nipples swelled and ached again under her blouse as she imagined his mouth on them. It occurred to her in her giddy state that if she could persuade him to do it, she could probably lie there and let him suck her for an hour, the sweet blissful feelings were so intense and beautiful. I could probably come that way too, she thought, with him doing it.
Patiently she tried to reconstruct the rest of the scene in her mind. It had all gone so fast, she found it hard to recall just how they had got from his chair to the floor in the center of his office. She knew there were beautiful things she was forgetting, but her mind kept wanting to skip rapidly to the feeling of his hard prick sliding into her for the first time, a feeling so heavenly that she had nearly come right then. She was so deeply immersed in her hot sensual memories that she momentarily lost track of where she was and at first didn't notice that two people had sat down next to her, on either side of her in the dark.
But suddenly, through the fog of her recollected lust, she became aware of them. She opened her eyes and looked from side to side. On her left, smiling at her serenely, was a beautiful blonde girl who was about her own age. And on her right, grinning at her boldly, was a very handsome broad-shouldered young man with a strong sharp jaw and blue eyes that seemed to burn into her and instantly know the deep delightful secrets she had just been recalling.
But Brenda was nervous. Not only did she feel caught in the act, but she also felt threatened. She had come into the theater alone, and it just wasn't right for people to do this, to sit next to her like this, it just wasn't done. "Who ... who are you?" she asked meekly, swiveling her head from side to side.
"I'm Maureen," the blonde girl smiled slyly. Her eyes made Brenda uneasy, the way they seemed to lick her instead of look at her. "And this is Johnny," the girl said, indicating the man on Brenda's right.
She turned her head to look at Johnny and saw him staring down at the sleek flesh of her thighs where her skirt had ridden up. She realized that she must have squirmed around while thinking of Bob. Her clothing was slightly disheveled, and from the way these two were looking at her she knew they had something sexual in mind. My god, she thought, can they smell it on me or something? I mean, this is a public movie theater, isn't it? They can't just rape me right here in public, can they? What are they going to do, ask me to come with them somewhere?
But Brenda also knew that, in spite of herself, there was a part of her that found it very exciting. Both of them were very good-looking, and her experience with Bob, far from having satisfied her, had heated her up to the point where she knew nearly anything was possible. The idea of doing something sexual in a public place was also very racy and forbidden. She knew she felt all these things, but she also knew they were wrong. She had to conceal her feelings from these two, whatever their intentions were, and think about Bob. In a few short hours he'll be fucking me again, she thought, and fucking me and sucking me and doing everything to me.
"I mean . .. what are you doing here?" she said, annoyed by the shy hesitation in her own voice, as if she didn't have the right to demand that they leave her alone. "I mean, I came here by myself. I didn't ask you to sit here."
"We like you," Maureen whispered ambiguously.
Brenda could feel a hot sensual throbbing that seemed to emanate from the girl's eyes as she stared at her. Was it really true? she wondered. Or was she just so horny and spaced-out from her experience with Bob that she was projecting this crazy urgent lust of hers onto everyone in sight? "You . .. you don't even know me," she whispered back.
"But we'd like to," Johnny whispered.
"Why?" Brenda asked softly. Suddenly she felt both of them lean more closely to her, so close that she could feel their warm moist breath on her cheeks, their shoulders rubbing hers. She didn't know where their hands were but she could sense that they were only inches from her, ready to touch her, ready to slip under her clothes and caress her already trembling body. Four hands, all over her, probing, searching, squeezing, two mouths . . . exploring her body . .. the thoughts made her head reel with dizzy fear and excitement.
"Because you're beautiful," Johnny murmured, his face so close to hers now that his lips were only a few inches from hers. "You have a beautiful face ..."
"... and a beautiful body," Maureen whispered.
And before Brenda knew precisely what was happening, she succumbed to the synchronized movements of the two. Johnny's lips found hers, curving into them in an achingly sweet and sensual kiss, while at the same instant Maureen's warm fingers quickly unbuttoned her silk shirt and found her breasts, cupping and squeezing the springy naked globes and gently pinching the large soft nipples.
"Ooohhnnn ... what are you doing?" Brenda sighed, trying half-heartedly to evade Johnny's warm wet tongue that slithered seductively between her teeth.
"We want to make you feel good," Maureen purred. Her hands were so quick and subtle on Brenda's body that Brenda had no time to object to anything that was happening to her. She felt one of Maureen's skillful hands skittering between her thighs, but at the same moment both of them had their hands on her breasts, squeezing and rubbing them urgently, while Johnny began literally drinking her mouth and frenching her passionately.
"But I... " Brenda gasped, her body quivering submissively under their increasingly bold caresses.
"Making you feel good makes us feel good," Maureen murmured again. "You're so beautiful ... so beautiful..."
Brenda squirmed as if she were trying to get away from them, but they pressed her between them and there was really no way she could escape unless she screamed. "Why are you doing this to me? Let me go, please!"
"We want you, we want you, baby," Johnny panted into her teeth, his rough fingers scissoring her swollen nipple.
"Well, what if I don't want you!" Brenda whimpered. She squeezed her thighs shut on Maureen's invading hand, which had found its way to the elastic of her panties. She didn't know what to do. She felt like she ought to resist, but the whole thing was fiercely arousing to her, she couldn't deny that.
Maureen was now softly kissing the smooth bulging underrim of her left breast and wriggling her trapped hand in Brenda's crotch. And Johnny's mouth was on her neck, her throat, her shoulder, sliding down the smooth slope of her breast. Both of their wet mouths reached both of her tingling nipples at the same time, and the sensation was electrifying. "Ohhhnnn!" Brenda moaned and writhed, her breasts throbbing and her tender nipples pulsing and swelling between their clasping lips.
It was a sensation she had never felt before, having both of her breasts squeezed and sucked at the same time, two warm wet mouths drawing on her sensitive nipples, sucking her softly, then sharply, thirstily, making her hiss uncontrollably with pleasure. They had her now; she could no longer resist them. She shut her eyes and let her head fall back, arching her body slightly and pushing her throbbing breasts up into their working mouths, panting and gasping as the two mouths devoured her flaring nipples and sent waves of pleasure unlike anything she had ever experienced coursing through her arching, squirming body.
"Hhhhh! Unnhhh! Hhhhh!" she panted, loosening her thighs and feeling Maureen's finger immediately press the wet silk of her panties into the open groove of her cunt.
"Oh honey, you're so wet, so wet for us," Maureen murmured, turning her tantalizing knuckle in Brenda's runny slit, making Brenda whimper mindlessly. "You want us, don't you. You want us, you want us."
"Ohhhnnn!" Brenda moaned. "What... are you doing to me?"
She knew it was a feeble protest because she really didn't want them to stop. But she was afraid of the commotion they were making. She knew that if they kept this up she would come within minutes, and when she came she would cry out, maybe even scream as the hot jolts of pleasure wrenched her. They would be caught. She had already been surprised once this day in the middle of fucking, and she didn't want it to happen again.
But the two of them didn't seem worried about it. The rare beauty of her half-naked body seemed to overwhelm them with lust. Maureen had got down on the floor between Brenda's thighs in order to get her panties off, and Johnny now took both of her breasts in his hands. He squeezed the perfectly round, succulent globes, tweaking and pulling Brenda's huge swollen nipples with his fingers, pinching them with his lips, then throat-sucking them so passionately that she moaned and mewled.
"Baby, baby ..." he mumbled, as he ravished her pulsing naked breasts. "I've never seen tits like these, never, they're so beautiful, so firm."
"Sssssuck .. . sssssuck me ... just ssssuck me," Brenda hissed, delirious with pleasure, squirming her buttocks up slightly off the seat to make room for Maureen's eager fingers to tug her panties off. She scrunched her body down further in the seat, so that her ass was perched on the very edge of it. She felt Maureen's fingers lovingly caress the taut moons of her ass as the girl quickly slipped her panties down her trembling thighs.
Brenda whimpered and squirmed. Maureen's soft lips on the silky warm skin of her inner thighs drove her crazy. The girl's mouth inched slowly upward, her fingers digging into the resilient flesh of Brenda's taut thighs. And Brenda knew that within seconds Maureen's tongue would be where she most wanted to feel it.
Quickly she realized that it was a girl's mouth, a girl's tongue that was creeping closer by the second to her hot achy quim. Of the few guys who had fucked her before Bob, only one of them had tried to lick her pussy. The idea had been unbearably exciting and repulsive at the same time. Somehow she couldn't let him do it, so before he could she had implored him and begged him to fuck her, fuck her quick, grabbing his hot throbbing cock and feeding it into her cunt before he could resist. And that had been that.
But now, now . ..
"AAAUUNNHHH!" she moaned aloud at the first feel of Maureen's lips kissing the wet aching folds of her swollen vulva.
All three of them were alarmed by the sudden loud moan. Brenda had not wanted to do it, but she couldn't help it. The sensations were so new and intense, sweet and feathery and exquisitely intimate, that the sounds of pleasure came out of her throat without any help from her.
"Baby, baby," Johnny murmured, still rolling and squeezing her smooth round breasts in his hands, still tormenting her throbbing nipples with his lips and teeth. "Baby, try to keep quiet."
"Unnhhh! I... I can't," Brenda moaned.
Maureen withdrew her face from Brenda's groin for an instant. "Fuck her in the mouth. Fuck her in the mouth, Johnny," she whispered.
Brenda's head reeled as the words reached her ears. She had never had a man's cock in her mouth either. All of them-except Bob, who probably would be the same later that evening when he got the chance-had wanted her to do it, but she had refused. Maybe some day ... the right man ... the right prick . .. Bob Reynolds .. .
The thoughts swirled through her brain, but suddenly she realized that she had no choice in the matter. Either she would have to stop them, pull herself together, scream, anything that would put an end to his beautiful love-mauling they were giving her palpitating body, or she would have to submit. Already Maureen's mouth was pressing against her soupy slit, the girl's tongue slithering into her and making her gag with joy. She heard the gnash of Johnny's zipper, and before she knew it he was climbing over her, crouching with his knees supported on the two side armrails of her seat.
Her eyes fluttered open and she saw the thick bobbing stalk of his stiff cock poised only inches away from her gasping mouth. Maureen's probing tongue in her bubbling pussy was driving her nearly insane, and she groaned with hot, steamy lust as the bulbous swollen head of Johnny's twitching cock slid between her lips and into her mouth.
"Aahhnnn!" she groaned, feeling the rigid rippling shaft of his thick penis riding along her tongue. She clasped it with her lips and swirled her tongue around the silky swollen knob of its head, loving the feel of this hot stiff pole of flesh cramming her mouth.
Johnny grabbed her head in his hands and began gently fucking in and out of her mouth. And Brenda obediently sucked and tongued his throbbing cock, clasping it sensually with her wet lips as he slowly withdrew it, then sucking passionately as the hard prick slid back deeply into her mouth, the puffy head stopping only when it jammed against the entrance to her throat.
Oh god, I love it, I love it! she moaned to herself. Oh Jesus, what you two are doing to me! I've never felt anything like it, never! What a day this has been for me. First Bob, now this, these two strangers, a girl eating my cunt, a strange man's hot cock in my mouth!
Through the seething pleasures of this gentle rape Brenda realized that the only thing that would make it better would be if they were all totally naked on a bed together, instead of cramped up in this uncomfortable theater seat, in the dark, trying not to make too much noise. She wanted to give full expression to the way she felt, wanted to cry out with joy as each hot spurting spasm of pleasure seized her. The molten honeyfires streamed through her squirming, twisting body. Maureen had begun by tenderly licking and kissing the secret wet folds of her flowing pussy, her tongue probing the tight inner sleeve, her lips gently brushing the fantastically sensitive bud of her clit. But now she was slowly increasing the intensity.
With her fingers she held Brenda's cuntlips open and stabbed her long tongue deep into Brenda's boiling crack, drawing it out and up so that the softly abrasive edge of it ran along Brenda's throbbing, nearly bursting clit. Brenda sighed and gasped from the sweet excruciating torture, sucking the bulging head of Johnny's thrusting cock to keep from crying out. Her ass was perched on the very edge of the seat, the long wet pink seam of her open pussy uptilted to Maureen's exploring mouth, but even in this cramped position her hips undulated instinctively as she felt the pulsing waves of a stupendous orgasm rising within her.
By now whatever caution they had originally felt because they were in a public place was obliterated by the hot, crackling passions that engulfed them. Their three bodies were shuddering uncontrollably in the grip of surging lust. Johnny still held Brenda's head tightly in his hands as he fucked again and again into her mouth. But now, blind with pleasure herself, she grasped his hairy buttocks with both of her hands and pulled his body against her, filling her frantically sucking mouth with more and more of his hot raging meat, nearly swallowing his cock with each thrust and bringing muffled howls of pleasure from his constricted throat.
Maureen, crouching on the floor between Brenda's splayed thighs, had thrust one hand down into her own panties and was masturbating in a frenzy, trying to stifle her own whimpering and moaning by more and more rapaciously slurping and sucking Brenda's juicy furrow. With her free hand she drove two fingers in and out of Brenda's cunt while concentrating with her lips on Brenda's screaming clit.
Brenda could hardly bear it. Mewling and writhing, gasping for breath, she dug her fingers into Johnny's ass and pulled his plunging prick into her mouth, sucking it so sharply that he groaned aloud and suddenly came without any warning. The hot creamy wads of his semen flooded Brenda's mouth, and she gulped and gulped, sucking more of it out of him, gagging on it as she felt the uprush of her own climax.
Maureen sensed that Brenda was just seconds from an orgasm, and she went after it ardently. Her body seething and clenching and foaming with need, Brenda had never felt anything like what Maureen was doing to her flooding slit. Maureen's two fingers jammed up into her repeatedly, piercing her with short quick thrusts, and she felt the girl's tight lips on her bursting clit, sucking her with such sweet wild passion that before she knew it, her whole squirming body bloomed with fire.
"AANNGGHHHH!" she groaned, coming in fierce fiery spasms, tongues of flames licking the insides of her pulsating cunt as she half-gagged on the still-hard pole of Johnny's thick leaking penis. She thrashed and flipped in the confining theater chair, bucking her groin up into Maureen's passionate mouth and merciless fingers, her muffled whinnying and moaning pinched off by the huge bulbous prickhead blocking her throat.
"OOWWMMM! OOWWMMM!" she gagged, her flesh scorched by the hot paroxysms of coming.
Her orgasm was not like the endless explosive sunbursts of coming she had earlier felt with Bob. Instead it was a clenching eruption of blistering jolts that racked the taut screaming nerves of her body until she was just a mass of continuous throbbing hot spasms.
"Unh! Unhhh! Oommm!" she grunted and coughed as the convulsions gripped her, swallowing the warm wet viscous gobs of Johnny's still-pumping sperm, tightening her shuddering thighs around Maureen's head and feeling the girl quake sharply, hearing the muffled squeals that escaped from her mouth as she brought herself off with her hand, her body shivering as the spasms of her orgasm wrenched her.
For several seconds the three of them gasped and panted and let the throbbing afterglow of their orgasms subside. Finally Johnny pulled back, letting the slackening tube of his cock flop out of Brenda's mouth. It dangled between her naked breasts and he grabbed it with one hand and pressed the head of it against her left nipple, milking out the remaining jism with his fingers and rubbing the warm sticky fluid into her thick rosy bud.
Still dazed by the speed and tumultuous passion of it all, Brenda watched him rub his sperm into her bulging nipple as if it were happening to a stranger. The dreamlike realization came to he that she would have to take a bath before she let Bob touch her again. She hadn't expected this-who ever would?-and even though she had loved it, she couldn't let it stand in the way of the perfect rendezvous that was coming.
Finally the three of them disengaged their bodies and began rearranging their clothing. Brenda was thinking only of Bob. She felt a little guilty for being so obsessed with him so soon after the truly splendid fucking these two had given her, but that was the way she felt. They had made her come beautifully, but she still didn't even know them.
Maureen and Johnny, however, didn't want to stop there. Maureen leaned over and kissed Brenda's cheeks. "Let's go somewhere private and do it again," she whispered.
"I can't," Brenda said.
"Sure you can, baby," Johnny said. "Look usually we don't want to, either. Maureen and I do this kind of thing for kicks once in a while, but we usually stop right here." '
"But honey, honey," Maureen murmured, "you're so beautiful, you did it so good with us. We want more of you. Just think of the fun we could all have together on a bed, where we could really do everything we wanted. Johnny and I love to fuck girls together, we're like a team, we do it good."
"You sure do," Brenda whispered back, smiling warmly so they would know she meant it.
"So okay," Johnny grinned. "Let's go."
"I... I can't," Brenda said again. Actually she knew a part of her was tempted. She was not tempted to skip her date with Bob, but the idea of doing a really long fucking scene with these two was enormously attractive. "I have something else I have to do," she said. "But I'll tell you what. Why don't you give me your phone number and I'll call you in a few days."
Both of them looked dejected, but Johnny pulled a scrap of paper from his wallet and immediately began scribbling on it.
"And why don't you give us yours too," Maureen said.
But Brenda shook her head. She knew she might change her mind when she got away from them. This crazy day had already been too much for her to understand, and she could need time to sort it out. Anyway, she still lived at home and wouldn't want her mother to know that she was involved in something like this. "I live at home," she murmured to them. "I can't let my family find out."
"We understand," Johnny said, handing her the scrap of paper. "Look, you call us any time. We'll be waiting. I was telling you the truth, you know. We never go beyond this, except with you."
"We want you, honey," Maureen whispered, giving Brenda a sensual parting kiss on the cheek. "You just call, we'll be waiting. It makes me horny just thinking about it."
It made Brenda horny too, and she was glad when they left so she wouldn't have to worry about it any more. At least not for the next few days.
Chapter Five
By the time she got out of the movie theater, it was nearly five o'clock. She still felt like she really ought to take a bath before letting Bob touch her body again. Somehow, even though it was silly, she felt slightly guilty, as if she had betrayed him by not putting up any resistance to Maureen and Johnny, as if she had such hot pants that she couldn't wait for him to finish the day but had to run out and get two total strangers to suck and fuck her in the meantime. And one of them a girl, too! She flushed with hot excited shame as she recalled it.
I wonder if he might be able to smell them on me or something? she thought. I mean, if he sucks my titty he might taste Johnny's cum on it. But Maureen was eating my cunt that had all of Bob's cum still in it, and she didn't say anything. Maybe after a little while you can't tell.
Brenda was confused and worried. For a moment the bizarre thought entered her mind that she ought to dash into a bathroom somewhere and take off her shirt and try to taste her own nipple, just to see if she could tell anything. After all, she knew what it tasted like now. It felt like Johnny had squirted quarts of it down her throat. She didn't know what was happening to her; the thought of licking her own nipple excited her sexually. It was something that had never crossed her mind till now. But the idea of checking for Johnny's cum on her breast suddenly took a back seat to new erotic fantasies. My god, she thought, I'm becoming a sex maniac or something! I've got to stop this, I've got to put it out of my mind.
Quickly she walked the few blocks back to Bob's office building and arrived at the door just as he was coming out. When he smiled at her she felt her knees go weak and her pulse race, and she knew that the episode with Maureen and Johnny in the darkened theater was just a crazy interlude, something weird and unexpected that would never get in the way of what was coming up. She marveled at the fresh desire her body felt for him. She had already experienced three orgasms in the past few hours, two with him, one only a few minutes ago in the theater, and yet this crazy physical hunger she felt for him suddenly hit her as if it were brand new, as if they were going somewhere to do it for the first time.
"Hi," he said, extending his arm for her. She took it and walked along next to him on the sidewalk as if she were on cloud nine. "Do you want to go somewhere for a drink first, or-?"
She didn't let him finish, but as soon as she interrupted she wished she hadn't. What would he have said? 'Or' what? 'Or' go to a hotel room somewhere and eat each other alive? The thought made her heart flutter and her cunt ooze with fresh juice. "I'm only eighteen today," she winked coyly at him. "Did you forget?"
"How could I?" he grinned.
"I was hoping you wouldn't."
"You can't imagine how I felt when you just busted in like that."
"Was it a surprise?"
"Surprise isn't the word."
"I hope your secretary doesn't report you or anything," Brenda said, trying to be honest though she really didn't give a damn about the bitch and was certain that Corinne had done it on purpose.
But Reynolds didn't say anything. He seemed slightly disconcerted, and Brenda felt a sudden pang of jealousy. What if he and Corinne had been getting it on? What if she, Brenda, were just a momentary diversion, some pretty little child with a smashing body he could just fuck a few times and then fling aside?
It just increased her determination. If he felt that way, then she would give him reason to forget about it. "Where are we going?" she asked him, letting a sultry enthusiasm creep into her voice.
"Oh, I have a place here in town up in the Grosvenor Plaza where I stay over now and then when I have a lot of work," he said.
They walked into the private parking garage where his car was, and he led her to it, a sparkling silver Mercedes that nearly made her heart stop. He opened the door for her and she climbed in, feeling marvelously excited in the face of such unaccustomed luxury.
While he drove she tried to sit calmly and quietly beside him, but she couldn't stop the fluttering in the pit of her stomach. Finally, feeling shamelessly bold, she let one of her hands stray over his thigh into his crotch and began rubbing the thick gristly meat of his cock through the cloth of his pants. "Is it very far to your place?" she whispered slyly.
"Only about a mile."
Her other hand followed the first one, and she was slowly unzippering his fly at the same time he replied. "Would it bother you very much if I... ?" she breathed, deftly searching with her fingers for the slit in his briefs, already feeling his penis bulge and swell as she sought to free it.
He shook his head, grinning. "It won't bother me."
"Oh, good."
She felt astonishingly brazen. The blood thundered behind her ears as she parted the cloth of his briefs and slowly pulled out the thick pulsing tube of his long prick. Earlier that day she had been so eager to feel it crammed into her hungry cunt that she hadn't paid any attention to what it looked like. In fact, she had never done that very much before. But having felt Johnny's hot gushing cock in her mouth less than an hour ago now made her more interested than ever.
She cradled Reynolds' throbbing cock in one palm and watched it jump and grow more and more erect. She coiled her slim fingers around the thick, vein-ripply stalk and heard him gasp as she gently squeezed it, watching the purplish bulb on the end of it swell and flare. It was awkwardly tight in the sports car and very hard to do what she wanted to do without disrupting his ability to drive, but she was so determined not to wait that she scrunched down in her bucket seat and leaned over the emergency brake.
Reynolds lifted his elbows sideways as much as he could and pushed his body back away from the steering wheel to make room for her head. A sharp intake of breath whistled past his clenched teeth at the first feel of her wet velvety tongue coiling around the head of his cock.
Brenda was almost overcome with passionate excitement. With her mouth she made love to his swollen twitching penis in a way she had never imagined herself capable of. She licked and stroked the bulging glans, running the tip of her clever tongue underneath the ridge where it met the shaft, then gave him hot little love kisses all the way up and down the fiercely stiff and throbbing stalk. Reynolds gasped and shuddered, tightly grasping the wheel of the car so that he wouldn't lose control.
Still she hadn't taken him fully into her mouth but instead prolonged the tension by caressing his balls with her fingers while running the tip of her tongue all the way up and down the long bulging come-tube on the bottom of his straining prick. Driven wild by the pleasure of it, Reynolds squirmed in his seat, instinctively bucking his hips as if his throbbing cock were begging her to suck.
Finally, when she knew he couldn't stand the beautiful torment any longer, she parted her wet lips and let the head of his cock slide between them, opening her mouth gradually as the huge straining pole of hot flesh slid in deeper along her tongue. When finally her whole mouth was crammed with it, she slowly and sensually drew her clasping lips back up his prick to the swollen purplish head and swirled her tongue passionately around it while quickly bathing it in copious gobs of her warm spittle.
Reynolds was wheezing with pleasure. And Brenda realized that her cunt was flowing too, that just doing this to him aroused her immensely. It was wholly different from her experience with Johnny, because Johnny had fucked her in the mouth-there was no other way to describe it-whereas here she was totally in control, she was the one doing the fucking, slurping this throbbing fucktool, letting rivers of her warm saliva ooze down the hard rippling shaft to lubricate her clasping lips.
She was so involved in making love to his wet twitching cock that she didn't even notice the car had stopped until she felt him grasping her head, reluctantly pulling her mouth off him.
"Baby, baby," he murmured in a tense voice, aware how close he was to spurting into her mouth. "Don't you want the rest? You don't want it to be over too quickly, do you?"
Brenda squirmed out from beneath the steering-wheel and grinned bashfully at him, putting her hand on his hot thick cock and giving it one more delicious squeeze. "I don't want it to be over forever," she breathed back to him in her throatiest voice.
He took her upstairs to the apartment and she excused herself and went into the bathroom. There she removed her shirt and ran her fingers lightly over her full breasts and bulging nipples to check for any traces of the sperm Johnny had rubbed into them. The feel of her soft fingers caressing her own breasts aroused her incredibly. She had never felt like this before. I must be turning into a sex maniac, she thought. I wanted him to do it to me. I wanted them to do it to me. And I even want to do it to myself.
"Ohhnnn, it feels so good!" She squeezed her resilient breasts, rolling and massaging them, then pinched the nipples until they sprang erect. Again, the thought occurred to her that she should try to see if she could suck them herself. But that was so silly. Bob was waiting right outside the door to send her into one whimpering orgasm after another.
She ran warm water into the basin and bathed her naked breasts, delighting in the shimmering wetness of the firm dark globes, the slipperiness under her rubbing fingers. She twirled her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers and nearly gagged with pleasure. Again she almost gave in to the temptation to try to scoop them up into her mouth when she suddenly heard Bob rap on the bathroom door.
"I'll be right out!" she shouted, a sharp shiver of anticipation darting through her body as she sensed his impatience. Quickly she toweled off her breasts and slipped back into her shirt, this time buttoning only two buttons in the middle and tying the two loose shirt ends across her naked midriff, so that she looked even more provocative now than before.
Bob was standing right outside the bathroom door with a martini for her. "I thought you might've slipped down the drain in there and left me forever," he grinned, handing her the icy, thin-stemmed glass.
"Now until I get what I came for," she flirted back at him.
"What's that?" he said, playing the game with her.
She slipped her martini and arched her neck coyly. "My birthday present," she purred. Then, without being able to help it, she made a face. She had never had a martini before and it tasted terrible to her. "Yuch!" she said.
Bob raised his eyebrows mockingly. "Your first one?"
She nodded, trying to regain her composure. She was embarrassed, knowing that this didn't make her seem much like the sophisticated sexual dynamo she wished to appear to him.
"That's right, I forgot," he grinned. "Too young to drink but old enough now to-"
"To what?" she said, striking a pose that accentuated her skimpily clad breasts and silky bare midriff.
Reynolds appraised her breathtakingly desirable body, still grinning. Finally he raised his martini glass and clinked it against hers. "To us," he said.
She sipped her drink again, giving him a smoldering stare from beneath her eyelashes. "Are you trying to get me drunk?"
"Heaven forbid," he said. "Come on over here and sit down." He led her to the living room and sat her down beside him on the sofa.
Brenda was sure she had drunk only a little of the martini. But already she felt so warm and buzzy. She was surprised that such a little bit could make her feel this way. She felt both reckless and devastatingly sexy. She knew how much he wanted her, and she also knew that she would yield to him eventually and let him do anything he wanted to her. So for the present, in her slightly giddy mood, she felt like toying with him, toying with his lust for her, provoking him, teasing him, just to make it more exciting.
She felt his hand on the satiny smooth skin of her lower back as he inched closer to her. So she squirmed away from him and said playfully, "I have an idea."
"I have one too," he said. "He extended his hand toward the two buttons that barely held the shirt together over the bulging globes of her young breasts.
But she giggled softly and moved away further, all the way to the end of the sofa. "But mine comes first."
"I don't mind who comes first," he grinned wryly. "You can come first and second and third, if you want."
"You're making me blush," she laughed, feeling the flush of heat suffuse her face.
"I can see it. I can see it in your eyes."
"What I mean is, my idea comes first. Because it's my birthday, right?"
He smiled tolerantly, amused by her, willing to play the game with her since she and captivated him so thoroughly. "Right. So what's your idea?"
Giving him her most sensual and inviting smile, she got up from the sofa and went to the armchair across from it and sat down, squirming her shoulders so that her breasts moved under her shirt, crossing her shapely tanned legs slowly and seductively. The way his eyes seemed to burn into her body made her cunt lubricate and her blood pound.
"My idea," she whispered just loud enough for him to hear, "is for us to take off one piece of clothing at a time. .. and to promise that we won't touch each other until we're both completely ... naked."
Reynolds nodded, still grinning. "At that rate," he said, "you'll be naked a long time before I will. You're not wearing more than three things."
She gave him her sultriest smile. "You're not counting my shoes and my bracelets," she purred.
"Even so," he shrugged, his eyes lingering hungrily on the silky smoothness of her bare midriff.
"Well in that case," Brenda whispered, "maybe you'd better get a head start on me." The hot blood raced through her body as she realized how brazen she was becoming. But she plunged ahead, heedless of shame. "You know, you men think you're the only ones who're interested in bodies."
Reynolds smiled broadly and began nonchalantly removing his shoes while still talking. "And tell me, what do we do after we get... naked?" He stressed the last word as if to echo the excitement he had heard in her voice when she had said it.
A sharp quiver briefly shook Brenda's body. She pressed her trembling knees together and licked her upper lip. "Anything you want to," she breathed, hot and nervous with anticipation.
He paused in the midst of removing his cock, and glared meaningfully at her. "Anything?"
Brenda gulped, intimidated by his hard stare and the intonation of his reply. She sensed something new in him, something she hadn't expected, something hot and menacing. What did he want to do, fuck her in some unnatural way? Hurt her, rape her, tie her up, whip her? Surely he didn't mean anything like that! She couldn't back down now, she had to trust him. Surely he didn't want to hurt her. And if on this day of days she was going to explore the very depths of her sexual capacities, then it didn't matter what he did to her, what excruciating and beautiful torments of coming he provoked in her. So she nodded and tried not to let her soft voice betray her apprehension. "Anything," she whispered hoarsely back to him.
His eyes glinted with hard lust and humor as he quickly resumed undressing, pulling off his cock and beginning to unbuckle his belt. "Promise?" he asked.
The casual way he was stripping for her made Brenda's blood seethe. She stared at his zipper, wanting to see his prick, wanting to see it pop out and swell and thump with desire for her. "I... I promise,'' she murmured.
Reynolds unbuckled his belt and slowly unzipped his fly but made no further move to shed his pants. Instead he grinned at her and said, "Am I the only one who's playing this game?"
She stared at the thick gristly lump bulging in his briefs. I had it in my mouth just a few minutes ago, she thought. How could I get so excited again so quick? Slowly she shook her head and raised her fingers to the two buttons that held her straining shirt together over her outthrust breasts. Watching his eyes widen, she toyed with each button until they both popped open.
With slow sensuality, she peeled the shirt off her body, writhing her shoulders as she did, so that her perfectly round breasts jiggled and swelled forward, her succulent pink nipples glimmering and distended. The fires of lust leapt in Reynolds' eyes as they devoured her bare, gleaming upper body. She smiled and stared again at his bulging crotch. "Your turn."
His desire quickly getting the better of him, Reynolds hooked his thumbs under the elastic band of his briefs and swiftly pulled them and his pants down his legs and off his ankles. The long red stalk of his large prick, suddenly free, sprang out, jumping and throbbing, from between his strong thighs.
Brenda blinked. Her heart skipped, and the pulse hammered in her throat. God! she thought, it's so big, so alive! Put it in me, put it in me everywhere, cram me with it, shove it in me, fuck me with it, fuck me till I scream!
He still had his shirt on, and she still had her skirt on, but there was no way to fend off their urgency now. He rose off the sofa and started for her, quickly unbuttoning his shirt and shedding it as he came. And Brenda, even though a part of her still wanted to play with him, quickly tore off her skirt and slithered her panties down her long glossy legs so that she, too, was totally naked by the time he reached her.
"Ohhhhnnn, you didn't play fair, you didn't play fair," she breathed hotly as she felt his searching hands on her yearning flesh. He grasped her shoulders and her naked back, and she took his thick dangling balls and stiff straining cock in both her hands and squeezed him passionately, peppering the swollen head of his prick with hot kisses.
Quickly he pulled her to her feet and crushed her naked body to his, digging his urgent fingers so fiercely into her firm outthrust asscheeks that she gave out a tiny yelp of shocked pleasure.
"Oowwch! Ooohhnnn!"
Almost roughly, he pulled her toward the bedroom. Quickly he tore the covers off the bed.
Brenda tried not to become alarmed by the controlled brutality of his actions. But for the first time she felt slightly afraid of him, afraid of his brusque virile insistence, afraid of the monstrous twitching cock that sprang like a threatening spike of hot flesh from his groin. At the same time, her fear aroused her incredibly, jacking up her own lusts to a near-frantic pitch.
"Down, down," he half-growled, half-panted, pushing her down onto the mattress, his aggressive hands and fingers all over her full throbbing breasts and achy nipples as she obediently sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Ohhnn!" she moaned, whimpering as he twirled and pinched and scissored her swollen nipples with his fingers. "Oh, you're not going to hurt me, are you?"
His grin was faintly menacing, but he shook his head. "No, I won't hurt you," he whispered, his eyes glinting with fierce passion. Then he added, ambiguously, "Only in a way you'll like."
A sharp tremor gripped Brenda's naked body. Her pulse fluttered with excitement and panic. What are you going to do to me? she thought. My god, all I want you to do is fuck me and fuck me over and over again, all right. But what are you going to do to me?
"Now lie down ... he down," he murmured, pushing her onto her back on the bed.
Obediently, Brenda lay on her back, her lovely, pliant body spread out for him, her trembling thighs yawning open to receive him. His passion-glazed eyes feasted on her young breasts and ripe nipples, on her sleek belly, on the puckering red wound of her runny pussy. But he slowly, even menacingly, shook his head, indicating with his hand for her to roll over onto her stomach. "Over," he murmured through his teeth.
Brenda questioned him with her eyes. She begged him, implored him. Fuck me, fuck me, just fuck me, her eyes said to him. Why do you want me to turn over? She squirmed and stared hungrily at his huge throbbing prick.
"Turn over," he said again.
"Over ... ?"
He nodded.
"But why ... do you want me to . . . ?" "You'll see."
"You seem so . .. different. So strange. You scare me."
"No need to be scared," he grinned.
But Brenda was scared. Too frightened to put it into words, even to herself, she somehow knew that he wanted to do something to her that she didn't want him to do. When she had told him he could do anything to her, she hadn't meant that! He wanted to do it to me the wrong way! she thought. The tiny pinched-shut orifice of her rectum clenched tightly at the very thought of it.
"No, Bob, please," she whimpered as she suddenly felt his strong insistent hands on her bare hips and thighs, turning her, turning her over. She moaned with fright and squirmed, but she was no match for his strength.
"Please . .. please don't..." she gasped, knowing that a more vigorous resistance was possible, but feeling that she would lose out in the long run anyway. The idea flashed through her head that maybe a part of her did want it. Even though she protested, her hot trembling flesh was pliant and yielding in his hands, her body eager to submit to the total ravishing she knew he wanted to give her.
Already he was swarming all over the supple naked flesh of her back and neck and shoulders, his mouth and strong hands everywhere, his lips sucking the nape of her neck until she squealed involuntarily with sharp shivers of lust. "Ooohhhnnneeee! Oh! Oh god, it feels good!" Face down on the mattress, she writhed and felt the silky flesh of her back ripple under his caresses.
"Ohhnnn! What. . . what are you going to do to me?" The way he was making love to her naked back aroused her to a fever pitch of desire, but she could still feel the stiff twitching gristle of his hard prick grazing her buttocks and thighs. Her pussy burbled and seethed with the need to be crammed full of it.
His mouth explored the long curving expanse of her smooth back, and soon his lips were on her asscheeks, nipping and sucking and kissing the clenching flesh of her buttocks until she was whooping softly with pleasure. She felt his fingers skittering in the crack of her ass and then, before she knew it, his quick tongue slithered into her asshole! "Aanngghh!" she gasped in hot shock and amazement.
She had never felt anything like it in her life. Her body ran with fire. Bob's strong hands pried her buttocks apart and he pushed his tongue deep into her rectum, tongue-fucking her rapidly, bringing hot tight whimpers of delight from her constricted throat.
Brenda went wild. The wriggly wet tongue in her clenching asshole sent sparks of sexual fire flying through her. Moaning and gasping, she arched her back and pushed her ass up into his face. Deeper, get it in me deeper! Fuck me that way, do it, yessss, I want it now! "Unh! Unh! Unh!" she whimpered, clawing the sheet with her spastic fingers.
Reynolds had never seen anything like this girl's fantastic ass. He dug his fingers into the high round moons of firm flesh, jabbing his tongue again and again into her tiny puckered rectum. Jesus, what it's going to feel like when I get my prick into this! he thought.
From the first minute he had seen her, two years ago, he had wanted to fuck her in her beautiful, outcurved ass. But he had known he would have to work her up to it, make her want it that way too. And now he had done it. She was nearly out of control with giddy, writhing lust. Still raping her asshole with his tongue, he slipped three fingers of one hand into her soupy cunt and began thrusting sharply.
"Unh! Ohhnnggg! Unh! Oh yes, oh yessss!" Brenda gasped. "Oh God... oh Bob, fuck me ... do it to me ... quick, quick! Fuck me everywhere. Please!"
"Everywhere?" he asked. He found the slimy bud of her clit with her fingers and massaged it so roughly that shudders racked her body.
"Aauunggg! Hhhnnn!" she panted. "Yes! Everywhere! Fuck me . . . there, fuck me there! That's . .. ohhnnn . .. that's what you want, isn't it?"
Reynolds wetted his middle finger with saliva and quickly inserted it into her asshole. He slid it all the way in, wiggled it, pulled it out to the edge, then jabbed her with it again.
"Aanngghh!" Brenda gagged. Her head tossed to and fro on the sheet, and she gnawed her lower Up. But incredibly she arched her lower back and tilted her ass up into his invading hand.
"But do you want it there?" Reynolds whispered hoarsely. Now more smoothly, rhythmically, he fingerfucked her tight anus, watching her hips slowly undulate back and up into his probing finger. At the same time he groped in the drawer of the bedstand for the jar of Vaseline he kept there.
Animalistic groans came from deep in Brenda's throat.
She writhed face down on the sheet. "Unnhhh .. . unhhh, yes, yessss . . . yessss, I want it, I want it!"
With one hand, Reynolds flipped the lid off the jar. He scooped out a large gob of the greasy jelly. "You want what?" he whispered.
Brenda wheezed and panted, her whole silky body shuddering deliciously. "Fuck me .. . there!" she gasped.
"Where?"
"Ohhhnnn!" Brenda moaned. 'There! Fuck me. .. there! In my ass! Fuck me in my ass, please!"
That was all Reynolds had been waiting to hear. Quickly he withdrew his finger. With one hand he splayed her buttocks and with the other swabbed the tiny, rubbery ring of her rectum with the vaseline. His huge cock twitched and jumped with urgency. "Beg me?" he murmured to her.
By now Brenda was completely out of control.
Her supple young body was a mass of wanton tremors. She clawed the sheet, panting wildly, whimpering crazily. "PLEASE!" she cried. "OH PLEASE PLEASE PLEEEEASE!"
Grinning with anticipation, Reynolds crouched behind her uptilted, round moons. With his thumbs he splayed them, lodging the swollen head of his cock in her now-greasy crack. Then, slowly but insistently, he inched the head of his prick into her asshole.
"UNNGGHHEEEE!" Brenda shrieked. She choked on the intensity of the pain, and her whole body was seized with convulsions. Only the massive head of his cock was inside of her rectum, but she twisted and screeched as though he were murdering her. "AAUUNNGGG! OHnn god, it's going to kill meee! Ohnn! Ohnnn! JEEESUS IT HURTS! BOB, IT HURTS! YOU'RE KILLING MEEE!"
But Reynolds could see the wild mask of pleasure-pain that contorted her beautiful face, and he knew he was doing more than hurting her. Slowly he pushed the rest of his cock into her fiercely tight asshole until she was completely impaled and skewered on it.
"Aauunngghh!" Brenda moaned and gasped. "I can't stand it, owwnnn! Oh god it hurts, I can't stand it! Please, please stop it, take it out, please Bob, please ... !"
Instead of immediately beginning to fuck her, he let his cock remain imbedded deep in her ass and lowered his body on top of her back. "Brenda, Brenda," he whispered to her as he slipped his hands beneath her body and grasped her firm hot breasts. "I'm going to make you come like you never came before." His fingers twisted and plucked her large swollen nipples. And as he spoke softly and reassuringly to her, squeezing her luscious breasts, he began pulling his prick out and pushing it back in, fucking her asshole slowly, loosening it.
Within seconds the pleasure Brenda felt overwhelmed the pain. Mewling mindlessly, she bucked her ass up into his thrusting cock. "Ooowwwnnngghh! Unnn! Auunngg!" she grunted and whooped. "Ohhnnn it feels so good, so good! Oh god, it's never felt like this! Fuck me ... ungh! yes! ... oh fuck unh! unh! aaiieee! oh yes fuck me fuck my ass oh shit oh Jesus ohhnnn!"
Now they were both so wild with lust that the tempo increased to a hot crackling firestorm of animalistic passion. Reynolds ripped his rock-hard cock deep into her bowel, feeling her strain and erupt in the first tight shocks of her gathering orgasm. He clutched her thrashing, wriggling body in a bear hug, twisting and pinching her tight nipples with his fingers. He pulled back, then lunged forward into her ass with crazy savagery, reaming and splitting her spasming rectum with the huge shaft of his piercing cock.
He ripped and ripped it up into her. The ferocity of Brenda's orgasm grew until it whipped through her with such blazing force that she couldn't even squeal or scream any more, but just lay there wheezing and gagging and sucking mindlessly for breath. Crammed to the splitting point by the massive plunging pole of his cock, she felt herself glowing and pulsating in one big swollen throbbing nerve of incandescent orgasm.
But Reynolds wasn't finished with her. He was on the verge of exploding himself, but this ass-rape he was giving her was the most exciting thing he had ever experienced. When his cock had nearly reached the bursting point, he suddenly drew both hands down to her satiny thighs and shifted her whole pelvis up.
Now, instead of merely fucking her, he was actually drilling her. He rose up over her twitching, gyrating asscheeks and rammed his prick so deeply into her that she coughed and sputtered and whinnied in a helpless torment of pleasure.
Again and again he drilled her, piercing and reaming her vulnerable rectum. But it only lasted for seconds. Suddenly a throttled cry tore from his throat. His cock swelled and stiffened, and the hot wads of jism suddenly hurtled out of him, bursting from the head of his cock in torrents.
And his roaring climax seemed literally to jab Brenda into another one. "UNNGGHHEEEE! AAHHUUNNGG! AIIEEEE! Oh god, I'm coming, I'm coming ... again! AAUUNNGGIIEEE!" she shrieked, her body flipping wildly.
Reynolds rode out her second thrashing, flipping orgasm feeling even more jism pinched from his throbbing cock by the flexing fury of her insatiable body. When it was over, he pulled his sore cock from her tingling asshole and she immediately drew him into her arms. She kissed him and writhed against him, still breathless with passionate gratitude.
"Oh god, oh god, Bob, I never dreamed it could be like that! God, I've never come like that!"
"Me either," Reynolds grinned.
"I thought it would hurt so bad I couldn't stand it. But god, when you started raping me like that I nearly died!"
Reynolds knew what she meant. His prick felt like it had nearly been torn off by her jerking, flipping ass.
But they were so hungry for each other that even the holocaust of that moment couldn't satisfy them. Before twenty minutes had passed Brenda again had his prick in her mouth, coaxing it alive.
"I want it again, I want it again," she murmured softly. "Fuck me in my cunt this time. Then later fuck me in the ass again. Please. And ... ohhnnn ... oh yes! Ohhnnn eat me too, yes, like that, oh god it's so good!"
And Reynolds, his prick surprisingly and endlessly stiff and tireless, did as she asked.
Chapter Six
As the weeks dragged on, Corinne grew bitter. She knew Bob Reynolds was having a hot affair with that voluptuous little tramp she had caught him screwing on his office floor. The thought of it made her seethe with jealousy. During the day she was so angry and overwrought that she could hardly work. And at night she sat alone in her apartment, seething again, only this time with frustrated desire.
It could be me, she moaned wildly to herself. It could be me he's fucking right now, not her. I could give him everything he needs. I could do things for him she'd never even think of!
And after a while, each night, she would realize that the only way to get him out of her mind, to get some sleep, was to give herself a climax. No matter how sad and lonely it was, she had to release the urgent, frustrated passion from her pent-up body.
So night after night she lay naked on her bed, stroking the wet aching furrow of her cunt with her own hands, making believe it was him. "Fuck me, Bob, fuck me, suck me, eat me, rape me, you don't want her, you want me. Mee!" she would cry aloud, whimpering with strangely unsatisfying pleasure as the routine, unspectacular jolts of her nightly orgasm shook her flesh.
But finally she got to the point where she couldn't do it any more. She had become very good at fucking herself, but to really do it right she had to build up to it gradually, really turn herself on slowly and adroitly. But most of the time she was filled up with despair and bitterness and bottled-up lust that had to be released. So she quickly brought herself off, and that was that. It became a little like blowing your nose, and that depressed her even more.
At the same time, day after day in the corridors of the office building she would glimpse Norma Alvarez, the breathtakingly lovely Chicana who had caught her in the act that day in the women's lounge. Corinne didn't want to admit it to herself, but she knew that each time their eyes met Norma's would smolder with hot ambiguous fire. Corinne wondered what her own eyes were doing. As soon as their gazes met and began that hypnotic melting together, both of them would glance away, embarrassed.
Well, it just can't be that, Corinne said to herself one day after a particularly electrifying moment. She just couldn't get out of her mind the image of Norma's glossy raven-black mane of hair, or the sensual curve of her mouth, or the gentle sway of her firm uncontained breasts under her blouse, the girl's plump nipples so tantalizing under the thin fabric.
Corinne sat at her typewriter, trying to control her thoughts, feeling her cunt grow squinchy and hot and squeezing her thighs together as if that would make the troublesome sensations go away. I just know it can't be that, she thought. After all, I've never felt anything like that before. I'm not that way. It's never even crossed my mind. I'm normal. She's very beautiful and sexy, but I'm too normal to be feeling anything like that. It's wrong. I want Bob, I don't want her. Want her?
She almost laughed aloud, the idea was so absurd!
But in spite of herself, she found herself that afternoon making up excuses to go out into the corridor, just in case she might catch a glimpse of Norma and get another taste of the fantastic eye-contact game they were playing. And on one of these trips she glanced down the hall just in time to see the girl disappearing into the lounge. Corinne's heart suddenly thundered inexplicably inside her body, and the breath caught in her throat. It was the same place where they had ... they had ...
Oh, stop it! she said to herself. Just goddamn fucking stop it right now! You're not that way! Just go back in the office and do your work and forget about it!
But I... I think I have to go to the bathroom, said another part of her. She knew it was a lie. She didn't have to go to the bathroom at all. Or if she did, she surely could wait a decent interval until Norma had left. But I want to be alone with her, alone with her, just for a minute . .. only a few seconds, a wild voice chanted inside her head.
And almost without knowing how she got there, she found herself in the lounge, passing through the outer room where the sofa and easy chairs were and entering the part where the toilet stalls and mirrors and wash basins were. And there was Norma, standing before a mirror and slowly combing out her shiny black hair.
"Oh, hi!" Corinne gulped, feeling a little too stagey and obvious, but trying to cover it up with false cheerfulness.
"Hi," Norma said, her voice more calm and throaty. A tiny ambiguous smirk of the kind that had driven Corinne crazy for weeks curled at the edges of the girl's incredibly sensual mouth.
Corinne stood behind her so that their eyes only caught each other in the mirror. But if anything, the hot smoky current that traveled between them was more blatantly erotic than usual. Butterflies fluttered deep in the pit of Corinne's stomach as she realized they were completely alone. My god, what's happening to me? she thought.
"You ... you have such beautiful hair," she said in a high faltering voice.
Norma tossed her head in a coltish gesture that made the glossy waves of her long hair shimmer. Again she ran the comb through it slowly, as if she were caressing it. "Thank you," she murmured, never taking her fiery eyes from Corinne's in the mirror.
"It's like I... want to run my fingers through it or something, it's so thick and shiny," Corinne mumbled nervously, acutely conscious that she was being very bold.
"You can if you want," Norma half-whispered. The look in her wide glowing eyes was very deep and solemn as she put the comb down on the basin. Her eyes said, unmistakably: I want you to touch my hair. But if you do, we both know there's no going back. It's up to you, now. Please touch me. Please.
As for Corinne, she couldn't resist. The welter of emotions she felt at that instant was unbearably confusing and intense. Slowly she reached out one hand and stroked the silky black mane with her fingers. Still their eyes never left one another in the mirror.
Norma arched her lovely neck and tilted her head back into Corinne's hand, and Corinne sank her fingers into the rich glossy hair. Trembling, she moved closer to the girl, her eyes on the smooth tawny column of Norma's bare neck where the girl's hair was swept away. Slowly, achingly, knowing there was no retreat now, she bent her lips to the warm skin.
"Aahhhh," Norma moaned softly as Corinne's lips on her neck sent shivers of desire racing through her. She turned slowly, gracefully, and before either of them knew it, their warm wet mouths were glued together, their tongues searching and writhing.
It was the most shamelessly wanton and exciting kiss Corinne had ever experienced in her life. They literally drank each other with their mouths. Corinne had never embraced another woman before, and since both of them had large firm breasts, there was the peculiar sensation of not being able to get close enough. Still, her hands urgently explored Norma's body through her clothes, and she felt Norma doing the same to her.
"Ummmmm ... ummmmm," Corinne hummed, her tongue probing Norma's wet warm mouth. She brought her hands up the girl's squirming body to her full breasts and squeezed them through the thin blouse. Within seconds the two of them had the buttons loose, and Corinne filled her hands with the warm springy globes. She kissed Norma's throat and tawny shoulders hungrily. "Oh, I want you, I want you!" she panted.
"Suck me, honey, suck my boobs, suck me," Norma chanted in an urgent whisper.
The blood hammered in Corinne's head as she dropped her mouth to the girl's beautiful round breasts. Everything had happened so fast! What if someone walked in! What if they were caught! She had never had her lips on a woman's body before, either. Let alone anything as amazingly lovely as these two full smooth boobs she cupped in her palms.
Norma's nipples were thickly swollen mouthwatering buds. As if she were in a trance, Corinne stroked one tentatively with her tongue. Then, unable to control her hunger, she closed her wet lips over it and drew the entire large nipple into her mouth. Norma's body trembled and she mewled with delight.
"Unnnnnnn ... ohhnnn god ... ohhnnn Jesus!" the girl moaned as Corinne sucked and tongued her swollen nipples.
The desire Corinne felt was more passionate than any she had ever felt before. She knew it was wrong, it was so dangerous. Anyone could walk in and catch them! But she had to have Norma, she had to have her, right now! Her own cunt was a seething, dripping pit of crazy need.
"Quick! Quick!" she panted, tugging Norma toward one of the toilet stalls. "Come in here." She drew the girl into the stall and snapped the lock shut behind them.
Norma's dark eyes were glazed and swimming with lust. As if in slow motion, she did the same as Corinne was doing, slowly hiking her skirt and peeling her panties down her thighs to her knees. "Wha... what if somebody comes in?" she murmured.
The echoing sounds their shoes made on the tile floor panicked Corinne too. But her need was too strong. She embraced Norma and kissed her, groping between the girl's shuddering thighs with her hand, then sliding two fingers up the wet warm sleeve of Norma's pussy. At nearly the same moment she felt Norma's hand invading her own streaming cunt, and she nearly swooned with pleasure. "Ahhh . . . ahhhm" she moaned, wincing as Norma's fingers gently scissored the throbbing bud of her clit. "Oh .. . they won't.. . uunnaahhh . .. not for a few minutes ... oh baby, yes, yesssss!"
Both of them whimpering and gasping with hot lust, they fingerfucked each other slowly, tenderly, their hips undulating rhythmically, their tongues coiling together. "Oh honey, oh honey, honey, honey .. ." Norma gasped against Corinne's teeth. "I'm so close ... so close."
Both were near the verge of orgasm when they heard a commotion in the outer room of the lounge. "Oh my god!" Corinne said.
Luckily some girls had stopped to finish a conversation with others in the hallway before they came into the restroom. Quickly Norma sat on the toilet seat and crossed her legs so that only Corinne's feet would be showing under the stall door. They stared at each other in fear and tried to control their fierce panting. Though it was only-minutes, it seemed like hours as they remained that way while the girls came in and did their business, then left.
When it was again quiet, Corinne helped Norma stand up. They gazed murkily at each other, both of them uncertain whether to try for a quick orgasm and risk another interruption. Had it gone cold, this crazy lust they had?
It's nuts! Corinne thought. I've never done anything so crazy in my life! But Norma's disheveled blouse still hung open, revealing her luscious naked breasts and big swollen nipples. Corinne wanted to swallow them. She wanted to come with Norma's hand in her pussy, Norma's mouth on her mouth. She wanted it all so badly she could barely breathe. What if somebody should walk in while they were caught helplessly in the grip of their climax?
She knew the same thoughts had to be going through Norma's mind. But her body yearned for the girl. Whatever the risk, it was worth it! "You want to?" she whispered.
Norma licked her parted lips. The deep sexual longing in her eyes was as strong as what Corinne felt. "Yessss!" she hissed.
Quickly they embraced again. Corinne's hand assaulted Norma's wet cunt and ravaged it as she felt her own pussy being ravaged. Knowing they didn't have any time, they raped each other quickly with fast, clever fingers. Helpless muffled sighs and squeals came for their constricted throats as each girl manipulated the other's aching, throbbing clits.
"Unnnnneeeeee!" Corinne cried out uncontrollably, cringing with alarm at the loud echo it made off the tile walls. But nothing now could prevent her orgasm, or Norma's.
Suddenly the wrenching jolts of their double climax welded them together and poured over them. Trembling, clasped together, weak with hot coming, they staggered and held each other up, thrusting rapidly with their hands and panting madly with suppressed groaning until their bodies were spent. Then they reeled apart, gasping and propping their backs against the walls of the stall.
"Ohhh god . .. ohhh Jesus god in heaven!" Norma sighed, her eyes rolling upward, her sensual mouth slack.
Still giddy and stunned by the aftershocks of her blistering orgasm, Corinne nevertheless remembered the danger. "Quick!" she said, pulling up her panties and straightening her clothes.
Slowly Norma did the same, then face warm with tenderness as she buttoned her blouse, again covering up the beautiful breasts that Corinne found herself still wanting to suck. The hot pulsing shocks of coming hadn't in the least diminished her lust for the girl.
"Oh honey, I love you, I loved it," Norma whispered.
Corinne smiled. "I loved it too," she whispered back. "But we're crazy, we've got to get out of here."
"But I want to do it with you the right way. On a bed. When we're alone and we don't have to hurry."
"I know. So do I."
"I want to fuck and fuck and fuck with you for hours. I want you to do everything to me, everything you can think of."
The words aroused Corinne. Even though she had only three hours left of work, she wanted to take the afternoon off. She wanted to take Norma home to her place and begin immediately what she knew was in store for them. But a little reason had to prevail. Both of them behaved so suspiciously that they had to be careful. "Tonight? After work?" she said to Norma.
Norma leaned over and kissed her again, at the same time slipping her hand under Corinne's skirt. Quickly she slipped her fingers under the elastic band of Corinne's panties and slid them up into the warm, squinchy channel of her still open pussy.
Corinne gagged, and her knees grew weak again. "Ohhnnn! Oh baby, you'll make me come again!"
Slowly Norma withdrew her hand and raised the two fingers she had just removed from Corinne's buttery cunt to her own mouth. Glaring hotly at Corinne, she very slowly and sensually licked the juices off her fingers. "I don't know if I can wait that long," she whispered.
I don't know if I can either, Corinne thought. My god, what's come over me? Just a few hours ago I was dying to feel Bob's cock in me, and now I don't want anything so much as to feel her tongue in my cunt. "I'll meet you by the elevator at five," she said. "We can go to my place."
"And what?" Norma murmured, acting sardonic and kittenish.
Corinne kissed her one last time and breathed hotly in her ear. "And . . . fuck," she breathed. "And fuck each other and come until we're blind."
"Ummmmmmmm," Norma murmured, giving her new lover a hot alluring stare. "Sounds nice."
And Corinne went back to her office and tried without success to forget about the girl and about the paradise of stupendous fucking that was coming up after work.
Chapter Seven
Reynolds was puzzled by one thing. All the hot and heavy screwing he had been getting in lately with the delicious Brenda had had an effect on him that was opposite from what he would have expected. Instead of leaving him physically satisfied, it made him hungry for more and more. Not only couldn't he get enough of her, but he found himself walking around all day with an erection.
He wanted to fuck every beautiful girl he saw on the street. Or in the office. There was, for example, the stunning dark-eyed Mexican girl who worked down the hall. He had noticed her once or twice before. You could hardly help noticing her. But this morning he had ridden on the elevator with her and had nearly creamed his jeans. Somehow it was different. He had wanted to rip off her clothes right there in the elevator and screw her on the spot.
And then there was Corinne, his secretary. Even since she had come to work for him he had known he could have her. She had made it obvious. But Reynolds had long believed it was bad policy to get sexually mixed up with any girl in his own office, even in his office building.
But this afternoon, returning from a meeting, he had walked past her and smelted the deep unmistakably musky odors of hot sex radiating from her body. Or could he have imagined it? Maybe it was just this damned relentless lust that was giving him no peace, just one stupendous paroxysm of pleasure after another.
He sat in his office, at his desk, behind the closed door, his prick swelling and throbbing. She was just on the other side of the door. He could hear her typewriter clicking.
Finally he couldn't stand it any longer. He buzzed her on the intercom. Seconds later she appeared in the doorway.
"Yes?" she said.
Reynolds drank in her body with his eyes. My god, how could I have resisted you for so long? he thought. "Corinne, shut the door and come over here," he said.
She gave him a tiny smirk, sensing something in his voice that was not purely business. "Anything you say," she said. Her hips swayed seductively as she walked across the room to his desk. She put both her hands on them and tilted her body so that her full breasts strained against her shirt.
"I ... I realize that I never said anything to you about that unfortunate incident last week," Reynolds said. "I mean, I know it must have been very embarrassing to you, and I.. ."
"I thought it would be more embarrassing to you," Corinne smiled.
"Well ... I guess it was," Reynolds chuckled.
"I've never really done anything like that before.'
"You haven't?" Corinne mocked. "Goodness gracious, for a beginner you certainly looked pretty good at it."
"Well, I don't mean that," Reynolds laughed. "I mean, you know, the circumstance. In here, the floor, all that."
"I know what you mean."
"Do you?"
"I think so." Her eyes were murky and swimming with invitations. "I just want to know if you're planning to make a habit of it."
"I guess that depends."
"On what?"
Reynolds glared hotly at her and paused a long time before speaking. His painfully cramped prick jumped and strained for freedom in his crotch. "Why don't you go shut the door and I'll show you," he said.
With a playful smile, she turned and walked to the door, giving him plenty of time to savor her smooth flexing calves and the rhythmic undulations of her beautiful high ass.
"And lock it," he said.
She turned her head and smiled at him over her shoulder as she shut the door and snapped the lock closed. "Nobody can say that you don't learn from your mistakes, can they?" she murmured.
As she walked slowly back to his desk, the image flashed across his brain of the way she had looked at his prick when she had caught him fucking Brenda. He knew that was what she wanted, and instantly he decided that gently seducing her was the wrong way to go about it. Anyway, he didn't have the patience for it right now.
He noticed her body quivering with excitement, even though she tried to control it, and he knew what power he had ever her at this moment. So he pushed his swivel chair back from his desk and, glaring hotly into her eyes, unzipped his fly.
Corinne stared over the desktop and down at the throbbing lump of gristle in his crotch, still shielded by the white cloth of his briefs.
"Come here," he whispered to her in his most hypnotically suggestive voice.
She blinked and self-consciously gnawed her full lower lip. Slowly, she moved around the desk toward him.
When she stood, trembling now, directly in front of his chair, he began to unbuckle his belt. "Take off your blouse." He murmured the command to her, but it was still a command.
She nodded shyly and with nervous fingers obediently started to unbutton her shirt.
Reynolds watched with mounting lust as more and more of her smooth, creamy skin came into view. When she shrugged the blouse off her shoulders, the firm mounds of her breasts swelled in the cups of her bra. Reynolds clenched his teeth and felt his cock pulse with more urgent frenzy. "Now the bra," he whispered.
A tiny smile curled the corners of Corinne's mouth. She knew how beautiful her body was, and she removed her bra in a slow, theatrical manner in order to enjoy the effect of it on him.
The roaring blood thundered through Reynolds' body when he saw the full upswept globes of her naked breasts, the thick coral nippled swollen and flecked with tiny excited bumps. Quickly he pushed his pants and his shorts down to his ankles, letting the massive stalk of his aching prick spring free.
Now it was Corinne's turn to gape. She stared at his monstrous cock with a mixture of delight and fear in her murky eyes. "My god, it's so big!" she murmured softly. "I've .. . I've never seen one so big."
With one hand Reynolds beckoned her to crouch on the floor between his thighs. If she showed any resistance, he would have asserted himself more vigorously. But Corinne seemed, if anything, hungrier to suck his cock that he was to have her do it.
She sank to her knees between his legs, gasping aloud with pleasure as his hands reached down and cupped her swaying naked breasts and gave them both a sharp, passionate squeeze. "Aahhggnnn!" she moaned.
Reynolds watched with fascination and gave a small groan himself as Corinne's slim fingers encircled the thick twitching shaft of his cock and drew its engorged bulbous head to her open lips. Her wet, velvety tongue snaked out and swirled around it.
"Ohhh, it's so big, so beautiful," she murmured, massaging his heavy balls with her clever fingers while she ran her sensual lips up and down the hot straining stalk of his prick. "I've wanted this so long ... I want to swallow you . . . oh! I want to swallow you . . . ommmmmmm!"
Suddenly she took the head of his cock into her warm, wet mouth and let it slide down her tongue until the head of it nudged against her throat.
Reynolds gasped. He dug his fingers into the resilient globes of her full breasts, then scissored and pinched her large taut nipples, bringing so whimpers of delight from her.
Slowly she began to work on him, and she knew what she was doing. It dawned on Reynolds that she was out to show him something. That young girl might have her lovely young body and her innocent charms, but nothing could match an experienced woman who knew what she was doing. Corinne made love to his throbbing prick in a way that no one but the highest-priced call girl had ever done before.
She dripped copious warm gobs of her saliva down his straining cock, bathing it lovingly. Then she dove on him, getting as much of his cock as she could into her mouth before slowly drawing her lips up again and sharply sucking and tonguing the flaring head of it.
Reynolds went nearly crazy with desire as she built up the speed and rhythm. Nothing could stop her from passionately sucking the juices out of him. She meant to get it fast, and she meant to get all of it. With her hands she squeezed and pumped his raging prick, while with her mouth she sucked him deep and long and thirstily.
They were hunched tensely together on the edge of his chair, her face and hands working rapidly in his groin while his hands mauled her breasts and nipples so frantically that tiny mewls of pleasure-pain escaped her slurping lips. Closer and closer to coming, Reynolds fucked into her mouth with hot, sharp jerks. And she was aware of his urgency and sucked his jerking cock as if she meant to swallow it.
"Ohhhhnnnnn, I'm going to drink you . . ." she gasped, licking the stiff red meat of his cock everywhere, then sucking it fiercely, squeezing it, feeding it again between her moving lips. "I'm going to ... drink you! Come, baby, come! Come in my mouth, come all over me! Squirt it in my face, shoot it all over he, let me drink it!"
She was a wild woman. And Reynolds felt himself going briefly crazy. Again and again her wet sucking lips drew sharply on the exploding head of his huge cock. The whole shaft swelled and grew stiff as a pipe. Reynolds dropped her breasts and grabbed her head in both hands, fucking her mouth with hot sharp jabs. A tight guttural cry caught in his throat as the burning wads of jism shot out of his prick into her mouth.
An amazing quantity of creamy semen spurted from his jumping cock, sluicing her thirsty lips, spattering her cheeks and chin, dripping onto her heaving breasts. Deliriously, she gulped it down, licking his spouting cock, swirling her tongue around it and milking the last drop of juice from it before she finally cradled the slackening tube of flesh in her palms.
"Oh god, oh god ... I wish there was more!" she panted, kissing his spent cock lovingly, caressing it tenderly with her fingers.
Reynolds grinned, frankly bewildered by the intensity of the experience. He was sure he had never had a blowjob in his life like the one he had just received. "There is more," he groaned hoarsely.
"No, there isn't," she grinned up at him. "I got every bit."
Slowly, as if neither of them wanted it to end, they disengaged their bodies and put their clothes back on. "You wouldn't like to put a small wager on it, would you?" Reynolds dared her. He was so amazingly horny lately that he had no doubt he would be able to fuck her again in less than ten minutes. He honestly felt like he could do anything at this moment.
Corinne batted her eyelashes coquettishly. "What do I have to bet?"
"I'll tell you after we find out if there is anything left," Reynolds said. "But first you have to do it all over again."
"My pleasure," Corinne smiled.
"Well then, let's go. I have a place only a few blocks away."
But suddenly he saw something strange in Corinne's eyes. "I'm sorry, I can't. Not tonight," she said, averting her face.
"Why not?" Reynolds couldn't believe that they would have to stop with this. He was already looking forward to a night of fucking her brains out.
"I... I have another engagement," Corinne whispered.
By god, she's doing this just to get back at me for Brenda, he thought. But he couldn't let her see that it affected him. So he nodded curtly and acted very nonchalant about it. "Okay," he said brusquely. "Whatever you say."
Corinne turned kittenish. She snuggled up to him and kissed him, squeezing his tingling cock with her hand through his pants. "But maybe tomorrow night?" she murmured.
But Reynolds was irritated. He wanted all or nothing. He didn't want to let her think she was getting away .with anything. She apparently thought she could do this with him, then
Chapter Eight
The more he thought about it, the more irritated Reynolds got. Who did she think she was, anyway? The Princess of Twat? It was he who had finally given her what she had been craving all this time she'd been working for him. She didn't know what she was turning down, she with her foolish insinuations about how he might not be able to get it up again after she'd sucked all the come out of him. Little did she knew how much he felt like a billygoat these days. Just the memory of her sucking his cock so skillfully made him get a hard-on again as he stalked toward the elevator.
He was so busy telling her off inside his head that at first he didn't even notice who was waiting for the elevator. But it didn't take him long. My god, he thought, it's that stunning Mexican girl who works down the hall.
He smiled at her and nodded. She smiled back, a sultry smile, her dark eyes flickering with silent storms. "I'm Bob Reynolds." he said. "I have an office down the hall."
"Norma Alvarez," she nearly whispered back.
She had a way of looking up at him from beneath her long eyelashes that made his blood steam and sizzle.
Immediately Reynolds wanted her. Of course, he had always wanted her before, when he passed her in the hall, devouring her with his eyes. But now he wanted her this instant. He wouldn't go so far as to assault her, but he" now had an inkling of how a rapist felt. The girl wore no bra under her blouse, and her thick round nipples were clearly outlined against the fabric.
She saw his eyes on her breasts.
"I'm sorry for staring at you all the time. In the hallways, I mean," Reynolds mumbled nervously. He wanted her fiercely, but he couldn't quite figure out how to go about it. "I know it's rude. But you're very beautiful."
"Thank you," she murmured softly.
"You're ... stunning."
"Thank you again." She grinned. "Frankly, sometimes it feels like you're trying to see right through my clothes."
Reynolds grinned back. "Frankly, I am."
The elevator arrived. Reynolds entered it, then noticed that she wasn't following. Quickly he caught the elevator door and held it open. "Aren't you coming?"
"I'm waiting for a .. . friend."
Shit! Reynolds thought. That's a fine kettle of fish. Can't you see how much I want to fuck you? Believe me, honey, I've got something for you that you'll like.
Norma saw the disappointment in his face. She was flattered and excited by the unspoken sexual undercurrents of their encounter. "But if you're afraid you'll be lonely during the long ride down," she said sardonically, "I guess I could ride with you."
Reynolds glanced pointedly around the empty elevator. "I'll be lonely," he said. "I'm already lonely."
Norma entered the elevator with a very flirtatious smirk. "Poor thing," she murmured as the doors slid shut behind her. "You feel better now?"
"Only a little. There's only one thing that can make me feel all better," Reynolds said suggestively- "Let me guess."
"You don't have to guess. You already know." "I know you're still trying to see through my clothes."
"There's only one solution to that." She made a face of mock amazement. "Right here?"
Reynolds suddenly realized that it was possible. And yes, right here! He glanced up at the floor indicator and saw that the elevator had only reached the ninth floor. Quickly, when it was between the eighth and ninth, he yanked the emergency switch that stopped it in midflight.
Norma's beautiful face suddenly grew solemn, though her dark lovely eyes still flickered playfully. "Are you going to rape me?" she asked in a soft, kittenish voice.
"Why, is that the way you like it?"
"Ummmm. Sometimes."
Reynolds set his briefcase down on the floor of the elevator. Boldly he reached out and began to unbutton her blouse.
"What if someone's waiting for the elevator?" Norma murmured.
"We won't make them wait long." He slid the blouse off her smooth golden-brown body and filled his hands with her warm, springy breasts.
Norma sighed involuntarily. "Ahhhhh. You didn't even ask if I wanted to."
Reynolds kissed her neck and gleaming shoulders, squeezing and rolling her firm round breasts in his hands, pinching her thick brownish nipples. "Do you want to?"
Her wet sensual lips found his. She kissed him eagerly, thirstily. "Yessss," she whispered against his teeth, snaking her tongue into his mouth.
He knew they didn't have much time. It was the end of the work day. Many people would be waiting for the elevator. Soon the security guards in the lobby would notice that it was stalled between floors.
He lowered his mouth to her wide soft nipples. They were thick and large, and he sucked her passionately while his quick hands unzipped her skirt and skimmed her panties down her thighs. Norma's warm brown body became instantly aroused. She undulated in his grasp, moaning softly, her cunt wet with buttery juice and open to his invading hand. "Ohhnnnnn, ohnnn Jesus!" she shivered as his fingers sawed against the greasy bud of her engorged clit.
Quickly Reynolds unzipped his pants and freed his throbbing cock. He was amazed by the way it stood so tall and stiff and fierce after having been milked dry by Corinne's mouth only minutes ago. But there was no time to waste in admiring his own virility.
Norma was trembling and wet and eager. Whirlpools of excited lust swirled in her deep dark eyes. Obediently she leaned back against one wall of the elevator and looked down at her crotch with almost scientific curiosity, watching Reynolds bend his knees slightly and insert the swollen head of his cock into the receptive lips of her pussy.
She sucked in her breath and mewled with ecstasy as the long thick shaft slid up into her. "Annnggghheeee," she moaned.
She was too short for him to fuck standing up. So as soon as his prick was completely embedded in her, he clasped her naked body to him and lifted her off her feet. And Norma, her body melting heatedly into his, instinctively raised her legs and clasped her thighs tightly around his already thrusting hips. Clinging to his shoulders with her arms, she buried her face in his neck. "Oooohhnnn ... oh fuck me hard . . . fuck me hard. Hard, hard ... unh! Unh! UNH! UNH! Oh yes . . . like that.. . UHN!"
His hands firmly clutching her ass, Reynolds pressed her back against the elevator wall. He rode her up and down on his prick while at the same time lunging up into her again and again with stupendous ferocity. He fucked the panting, whimpering girl so hard that the elevator began to sway on its cable.
Norma squealed and clawed his back through the cloth of his suit. "Don't stop . .. don't stop!" she panted. "Don't... UHN! ... oh god, harder . . . harder! Anngghh! Unh!"
The walls of the elevator reverberated with noise as the frantic pace of their fucking increased. Reynolds' fingers dug into the smooth jouncing flesh of her ass. He crammed her flowing slit full of his surging cock, knowing that from the way she was sitting on it she had to be feeling it piercing the very mouth of her womb.
She was a wild woman in his arms. She clawed him and bit his neck, wriggling her cunt down onto his thrusting cock, clenching her strong thighs around his hips for leverage, grinding her groin down into her punishing strokes. The elevator wobbled and swayed. Feeling his juice welling up in him again, Reynolds raped and ravished the moaning girl mercilessly.
He had never had a girl go wild and lathered up with lust as this one. She seemed to go crazy as he climax approached. She began to whinny hoarsely and grunt, clambering over his tense body and screeching like a wildcat, jamming her cunt down into his rearing cock. "Aauunnggghhh! Unnnn! Oh Jesus . .. I'm going to .. . I'm so close .. . aauunnggghhh . . . harder, harder, I'm going to . . . come! Auunngggh! Ungh! Now . . . now . . . AANNGGHIIEEEEE!" she shrieked.
Clutching him for dear life, she squealed as the hot spasms of coming tore through her. Panting and grunting, she sobbed as excruciating pleasures wrenched her.
And Reynolds himself nearly fell down, so powerful was the fierce storm of her orgasm. But he held onto her and slammed her body against the elevator wall, nailing her to it with sharp vicious jabs of his cock. He drilled it again and again into her flooding, squinchy cunt, feeling the hot jism hurtle up through his body as if it were coming from his heels. With a throttled roar, he felt the hot strings of semen squirt from his pulsing prick.
Crushing her body between himself and the wall, he went off inside her like a fountain. She moaned and squeezed him with her cunt muscles, ecstatic with the feel of his jism spurting into her. They clung together, stupefied with pleasure, trying to get control of their breath.
Finally they stumbled and staggered apart. Reynolds let her down gently. Still gasping, the stunned beautiful girl leaned back against the elevator wall. "God, it's never been like that," she moaned softly.
"Everybody should do it in an elevator at least once in their life," Reynolds grinned.
"Jesus, I'll have to agree with that!" Norma said. She stooped to pick up her panties from the floor and mop up the creamy jism that was already oozing from her cunt and dripping down her naked thigh.
And even though Reynolds knew they had to hurry now, before they were discovered, he couldn't keep his hands and mouth off her perfect brown breasts. One last time he cupped then and sucked the soft dark nipples, hearing her sigh, feeling her respond.
But they had to get out of there.
"We better hurry," Norma said, putting on her clothes as quickly as she could. She wadded up her jism-soaked panties and stuffed them in her purse.
Reynolds stuffed his limp tingling cock back in his pants and zipped up. He didn't know how it did what it kept doing. But he knew he wasn't ready to quit. "I've got a place nearby," he said. "Let's go there and finish what we started."
Norma smiled at him sarcastically. "Mister, the way you go at it, you nearly finished me off right here."
But Reynolds was not to be put off. "I mean it," he said.
"You really think we could ever top this?" "Try me."
She looked down, suddenly bashful, as if she were reluctant to say what she had to say. "I... told you I was waiting for a friend."
"Forget about him," Reynolds said. "You just found a new friend."
Suddenly her gaze turned very ambiguous. "Tell you what," she said. "I really have to meet this friend. I'm sorry. But if you want to make it another time .. ."
Reynolds felt the same anger coming back that he had earlier felt toward Corinne. Somehow he knew he shouldn't be feeling that way. If seemed kind of piggish of him to want so much. He had already had both girls in the space of less than thirty minutes. How much did he want? Answer: more, more, more! But he could see she was firm about it. So he shrugged. "Meet you in the elevator tomorrow at five?" he joked.
She licked her lips. "I wouldn't miss it for the world."
Chapter Nine
Corinne had been standing by the elevator for ten minutes waiting for Norma. She was growing irritable and impatient. She couldn't understand what had happened to the girl. Her cunt was wet and itchy with need caused not only by contemplating the strange, exciting girl-fucking that was in store for her, but also by the tempestuous blowjob she had just given Bob.
It seemed as if she could still feel the warm rocketing jets of his creamy come flooding her mouth. It had been years since she had sucked a man's cock so wantonly. And she had never seen such a huge one before. But she had given it all up for this, for the giddy thrill of going to bed with this girl. And now Norma was nowhere to be seen.
I could have gone with him, she thought. I could have felt that huge delicious monster inside me. But I put him off, and made him angry, and he might never ask me again. And I did it all because of you, you bitch! You beautiful bitch, I want to fuck with you so much! Where are you?
Another five minutes passed. She began to feel new doubts. After all, Bob had finally admitted he wanted her. It would have been pure normal fucking, with a man, the way it was supposed to be. Why hadn't she gone with him? She was no lesbian, for goodness sake! She had never gone with a woman before, not before this afternoon in the bathroom. And that itself was probably just an accident of the moment, just sex for its own sake. It was probably so damned exciting just because you weren't supposed to do it. So why had she turned down a man with a prick like Bob's just so she could get involved in this peculiar, twisted affair with Norma.
Jesus, Corinne thought, what if she had the same idea? She probably couldn't get up the nerve to tell me, so she just went on home, figuring I'd get the point after I waited a few minutes. Oh, why didn't I go with him! Why didn't I?
But at that moment the elevator doors slid open, and out stepped Norma looking slightly flushed, disheveled and nervous. "Hi," she half-gulped.
Corinne was fully ready to be furious. But the sight of the girl made her heart skip and skitter. Her cunt gushed and pulsed again, and she knew why she had waited. "Hi," she replied. "I thought you forgot me."
"How ... could I do that?" Norma murmured shyly, not quite able to meet Corinne's gaze. "I... just didn't remember whether we said to meet in the lobby or... here. So after I waited down there for a few minutes, I decided you must be up here waiting for me."
"I was."
"I can see that. Are you mad?"
"Why should I be mad? It's a natural mistake."
Still, there was something odd about Norma that Corinne couldn't put her finger on. Something different. She seemed somehow mussed and uncharacteristically nervous. But whatever it was, it couldn't fight against the memory of what had taken place between them that afternoon. Corinne's regret at having turned down Bob left her completely as she gazed into the dark swirling storms in Norma's eyes.
On their way down in the elevator they were alone. They kissed heatedly, and Corinne's hands roamed over Norma's body, dipping to the hem of her short skirt, darting between Norma's warm naked thighs.
But Norma seemed imperceptibly to shrink from her. "No, baby," she breathed softly, "it's so dangerous. What if the elevator stops?"
Corinne knew she was right. "I know, I know," she said, reluctantly standing back and smoothing her clothes. They had already gone through one such episode today. Hard as it was to keep their hands and mouths off each other, they only had a few minutes more to wait.
But when they finally got to Corinne's apartment, and the door was shut and locked behind them, everything seemed suddenly changed. They were both shy, and very nervous. It was not spontaneous, as it had been that afternoon. It was planned.
They were there alone together, for only one purpose. After all, we can't just go in the bedroom and strip and lie down on the bed and start fucking, can we? Corinne thought. I mean, it all seems so stark and ... scary. Even the word 'fucking' sounds so strange. We don't even know what we're doing. We've never really done anything like it before. At least I haven't. And I don't suppose she was either. But I guess it'll just come naturally. Only how do we get started?
"It's all a little ... different now, isn't it?" Corinne whispered. To herself she sounded almost bashful.
Norma recognized what she was saying. "Yes," she whispered back. "I've ... never done anything like this before."
"Me either," Corinne giggled. "You sure you want to go through with it?"
"Do you?"
This is crazy! Corinne thought. We both know we want it or we wouldn't be here. Somebody had to say it. "Yes," she breathed, feeling a great relief that it was out. Her cunt moistened anew, and her blood sizzled. "I want to... fuck you," she whispered hotly, letting the desire in her eyes burn into Norma's.
Norma gasped and trembled visibly. The mere sound of the word seemed to make her body pliant and sensual. "I want you, too," she murmured in a husky voice. "And-1 want to ... fuck you. And eat you, and suck you, and ..."
Corinne grabbed her hand and drew her quickly into the bedroom. "Get undressed while I fix us a drink," she murmured.
Norma's dark eyes flickered with fire. "Why fix it? You know we'll never finish it."
The hot blood pounded through Corinne's body so hard she thought she might have a stroke. "You're right," she said in a hushed voice. "Oh, I want you, I want you so bad!"
But suddenly Norma looked as if she had forgotten something. "I... I have to wash up first," she said hastily.
Corinne laughed. She took the girl in her arms, kissing her long smooth brown neck and fumbling with the buttons of her blouse. "I don't want you to," she murmured. "I want to taste you just as you are, and lick you, and swallow you ..."
But Norma still shrank tensely in her hungry embrace. "I... I really think I should."
"No ... no ... never," Corinne murmured, skimming the thin blouse off Norma's shoulders. Quickly she shed her own blouse and reached behind her back to unfasten her bra.
Norma's eyes darted nervously over Corinne's shoulders toward the bedroom door. "Which way is the bathroom?"
"Norma ... baby," Corinne whispered as the loose straps of her bra slid down her arms.
Norma's dark eyes widened with mucky lust as she gazed at Corinne's full breasts and flaring coral nipples for the first time.
Corinne moved forward until their swollen, sensitive nipples brushed lightly together. Both girls gasped with intense excitement and pleasure. They clung together, their arms encircling one another, their warm springy breasts mashing together. Norma trembled, her wet mouth slack with desire as her sharp nails dug into the smooth flesh of Corinne's naked back.
"Ohhhhh, I have to wash up ... I have to wash up," she sighed repeatedly as Corinne caressed her naked upper body. But her words lacked conviction. She couldn't keep herself from yielding to the pleasure of the moment.
Corinne stooped and yanked off the bedcoverings. She drew the unresisting Norma down on the sheet, scooping Norma's full warm breasts up in her hands and sucking the thick nipples. Norma gasped and arched her back, pushing her breasts up into Corinne's mouth. But through her gasps she moaned, "I have to wash ... ohhnnn, have to wash ... ummmmm!"
Corinne had never felt such seething desire in her life. She quickly shed her skirt and skimmed her panties down her thighs. Exploring the smooth heaving expanse of Norma's brown midriff with her lips, she unzipped the girl's skirt and tugged it off. Norma was wearing no panties.
Corinne was surprised, even puzzled. Norma had not come to work that day without panties, because Corinne recalled slipping her hand under them earlier that day when they had fingerfucked one another so wantonly in the bathroom. But maybe she did it just for me, she thought. Maybe she took them off before she met me, just to drive me crazy like this! My god, she's beautiful!
Her body seething with delirious lust, she kissed the warm skin of Norma's belly, inching downward, exploring the tender flesh of her inner thighs. A hot exciting pulse beat in the pit of her stomach as she gazed for the first time on the long runny gash of Norma's cunt.
I've never see a cunt this close before, she thought. Not mine, not anybody's. I never wanted to! But now, oh baby, oh baby, you're so beautiful, I want you, I want to eat you!
Slowly she extended her tongue and slithered it between Norma's glistening cuntlips. Norma's supple naked body twisted and flexed with pleasure. "Aaanngghhh!" she moaned aloud, her head flipping from side to side as she felt the invading tongue probe her wet pussy deeply.
Though she had never made love to a woman before, Corinne was surprised how easily it came. Her tongue darted wildly in and out of Norma's greasy slit. She tickled the girl's swollen clitoris, and gently sucked the puffy cuntlips, glancing up Norma's writhing, undulating body at her pleasure-torn face. The taste of Norma's flowing pussy was buttery and tart, though slightly salty too. To Corinne it was faintly reminiscent of the thick dollops of man's jism she had just gulped down only an hour ago. But she had never tasted a cunt before, so for all she knew it was natural.
But as Norma's wet furrow blossomed open even more in response to the loving tongue-rape Corinne was giving it, a whitish ooze suddenly trickled onto Corinne's lips and tongue. There could be no mistaking it now. It was man's come! She suddenly understood the absence of Norma's panties.
Oh you bitch, you filthy horrible beautiful bitch! she screamed to herself. Dizzy with confused lust, she felt at the same instant horribly betrayed and fiercely excited. The purity of their fucking was somehow destroyed by the presence of this sticky fluid leaking from Norma's inflamed pussy. But at the same time everything was more intense and shameful and more powerful than ever.
Corinne could either stop right now, or she could give in to her feelings completely.
She gave into them.
Anger and lust were mixed in her now, and she felt like really taking it out on the girl who was now just a whimpering mass of hot, writhing flesh. She climbed on top of the panting girl lengthwise, with her thighs straddling Norma's head, as if in position for a sixty-nine. But even though she wanted to feel the girl's mouth in her own seething slit, right now it was only rape that sizzled through her throbbing body.
The feeling of her smooth naked body pressed against Norma's sent her mind reeling. She slid her hands under Norma's ass and clutched her asscheeks sharply, then pressed her lips to the girl's soupy pussy and began to ravish her mercilessly.
"Aanngghh! Aaiieeeee!" Norma squealed, thrashing helplessly and scratching Corinne's ass with her frantic fingers as Corinne literally devoured her streaming cunt. Instinctively her hips shuddered and bucked up and down, her pelvis grinding rhythmically into the ravaging mouth. "Ohhnnn god . . . ohhh yessss ... oh yesss .. ." she hissed wildly.
The whole juicy vulnerable seam of Norma's glistening red pussy was open to Corinne's stabbing, searching tongue. Ohhh I'm going to rape you, I'm going to fuck you, I'm going to rape you and fuck you, baby! Corinne chanted mindlessly to herself. She mauled the girl's gaping wet quim so savagely with her mouth that Norma began to whimper and grunt softly in an animalistic mixture of pleasure and pain.
Hard? Oh, you want it hard? Corinne's mind raged. Caught in the grip of a passionate and sadistic trance, she was aroused to a fever pitch by Norma's panting pleas. The girl's lovely body writhed and squirmed beneath her, trembling with urgent fuck-hunger. Corinne splayed the girl's wildly bucking asscheeks with her hands and quickly inserted one long finger all the way into Norma's tight rectum.
"YYAAAAIIIEEEEEE!" Norma shrieked. "Unh! Unnnhhh!" she grunted as Corinne rapidly fucked her asshole with the finger.
Corinne knew the girl was on the edge of coming. Every taut muscle in Norma's shuddering body clenched and trembled. She cawed and mewled and flailed her arms, pitching her wet crotch up again and again into Corinne's loving assault. "Ohhh god, ohhhh god ... do it harder! Harder! Harder!" she wailed.
And Corinne did. Egged on by Norma's hot squeals and cries, she worked a second finger into the girl's tight asshole, plunging them viciously in and out until Norma's whole body seemed to go into uncontrollable spasms. Then Corinne sucked the swollen bud of Norma's clit between her lips, tugging it sharply.
And Norms suddenly exploded in a firestorm of orgasm. "AAOOWNNGGEEEEE! AHHHHHHHIEEEEEE! UNH! UNGGGGGEEEE!" she screamed, her surging body bucking and thrashing as the hot pleasure wrenched her.
Corinne gobbled and slurped her flooding pussy crazily, swallowing the mixed fluids of Norma's musky juice and the man's salty jism. Norma thrashed and flailed so wildly that Corinne had to hold on for dear life. But Norma came and came, and Corinne didn't want her to stop. Her own body, surprisingly, trembled on the brink of an orgasm, too. Nothing had been done to her, she had only fucked Norma, and was still fucking her, fucking her, sucking Norma's throbbing clit and jamming her two fingers repeatedly into the girl's spasming anus. And Norma shrieked as another jolt of coming shook her.
" AANNGGHHHHOOWWW!" she screamed. Driven wild by the shocks of her climax, she wrapped her shaking arms around Corinne's thighs from behind and suddenly buried her face in Corinne's streaming pit. Her lips found the taut berry of Corinne's greasy clit and tugged it sharply. And suddenly Corinne herself erupted.
She choked and sputtered on the sweet throttling force of her upwelling orgasm. "Unnnghhh! Oh! Unhh! UUNNEEEEEE!" she squealed.
The girls melted together in throbbing seizures of hot coming. Entwined and writhing, they surrendered to the bubbling fires that coursed through them. And when the first Shockwaves passed, they couldn't quit. Tenderly Corinne licked the fiery wet meat of Norma's delicious cunt. Norma too kissed and sucked gently at Corinne's tingling slit. And within seconds they were moaning and panting again as new jolting ecstasies shook their undulating bodies.
Chapter Ten
"God, honey, you were so rough on me," Norma said as they slowly uncoiled their languid bodies.
"You let me eat you when you knew what I'd get," Corinne replied. But she- wasn't, angry any more, and Norma could tell. Even two fast orgasms couldn't drain her body of desire for the girl. Face to face now, she took Norma's full breasts in her hands and rubbed her thumbs over the soft dark nipples, watching the tiny excited bumps appear.
"I told you I should wash up,* Norma smiled.
"Now I know why you were late to meet me. I shouldn't forgive you for that. I should do something mean to you."
She tugged Norma's big soft nipples with her fingers, as if threatening to pinch them. Norma bit her lower lip. Her eyes rolled briefly up behind her lids. Corinne didn't know what made this wicked sadistic urge come out in her, unless it was the way Norma seemed to invite it and respond to it. It seemed to her as if Norma almost liked being hurt, as if it heightened her sexual pleasure.
"You were mean to me enough already," Norma breathed. "My poor asshole will never be the same."
"You loved it."
A strange grin passed across Norma's lips. "And you still don't think it was enough?"
"Is there ever enough?" Norma's nipples had grown stiff and rubbery as Corinne rolled them in her fingers. "I know what I should do," she said, trying not to blush with shame as the weird ideas suddenly ran through her head. "I should tie you up and spank your beautiful ass until you tell me who it was that you wanted more than me."
Is it really me who said that? she wondered.
But Norma's dark eyes were solemn and serious, swimming now with twisted lust. The idea obviously aroused her, and there was no way she could hide it. "Is that what you really want to do?" she asked softly. "Do you want to . .. punish me? Do you want to ... hurt me?"
Frightened and aroused though she was, Corinne suddenly realized that they were both caught in the grip of this nutty game. It was almost as if neither of them had any control over it any more. They would do it anyway. Instead of replying, she gave in to the urge and sharply pinched both of Norma's big erect nipples with her fingers.
"OOOWWCHHH!" Norma cried out, biting her lip again and gasping as her eyes watered.
"If you tell me who it was," Corinne whispered, letting the menace creep into her voice. "I won't hurt you any more."
Norma shook her head. "I won't tell you. You can do anything to me. Anything you want. I still won't tell you."
Isn't this crazy? Corinne thought. Neither one of use give a shit who it was. At least I don't. We're just using him, whoever he was, for an excuse.
Both of them were in a dreamlike state, a sadomasochistic trance. Without speaking, Corinne left the bed and went into another room. Within seconds she returned with two long extension cords.
Norma's eyes widened, and a sharp tremor seized her as she gazed at the cords dangling from Corinne's hand.
Corinne went to the bed. "Are you sure you don't want to tell me?"
Slowly Norma shook her head. Her eyes were still on the extension cords, wide with fear and unconcealed excitement.
Corinne found herself shivering too, her hands shaking. The erotic excitement of what they were doing was nearly unbearable already. And they hadn't really done anything yet. "I'm . . . I'm going to tie you up," she murmured, her voice quavering.
Norma nodded with exaggerated obedience.
"And then . .. and then I'm going to make you tell me who it was."
"Don't... make me bleed?" Norma whispered, almost shyly. "Don't make marks?"
My god, Corinne thought, what do you think I'm going to do to you, baby? I want to tie you up and make you my slave and make you eat me and then fuck you, fuck you hard and suck you hard and make you come. But that's all.
She shook her head. "I won't make marks," she said.
Norma's face hardened. "I'll never tell you," she hissed, as if to get them back on the track again.
"That's what you say now," Corinne grinned. "Come here and turn around with your back to me.
Obediently, Norma did as she was told. She turned the long smooth expanse of her naked back to Corinne.
Quickly, as if she actually knew what she was doing, Corinne looped and crisscrossed one of the extension cords around and beneath Norma's full breasts. She formed two nooses with the cord, each one encircling one of Norma's breasts, then slowly pulled them tight. The full firm globes of flesh swelled and bulged, the large soft cones of Norma's dark nipples glistening and distended as if ready to pop.
Norma looked down at her strangled breasts as Corinne wrapped the rest of the cord around her bare torso and yanked it tight. The throttled globes were like two taut balloons, swollen and engorged with blood. They bobbed only slightly when Norma moved. Her nipples were huge and plump now, so ripely swollen that Corinne could hardly keep her mouth off them.
But first things first. Quickly she took the other cord and bound Norma's ankles, then her wrists, then tied the two together. Now Norma was completely hogtied and helpless.
Her beautiful tied-up body was a mass of shivers. Her eyes shone with naked fear and erotic excitement. "My titties ache," she whimpered.
"Your beautiful titties are going to do a lot more than ache by the time I get through with them, if you don't tell me who you were fucking," Corinne said.
Half of her felt silly saying it, acting the role of the threatening, brutal punisher. But the situation made her so giddy with lust that she realized another part of her was really getting into it. Norma was completely at her mercy. Her dark eyes implored Corinne to use her in whatever way she felt like. And Corinne couldn't resist the excitement. Her hot blood thumped in her belly and throat, and her cunt gushed with juice.
She crawled onto the bed beside the helpless, hogtied girl. She sank her fingers into the taut flesh of Norma's swollen, ballooning breasts and watched a tight grimace of pain pass across the girl's lips.
Norma panted and shook uncontrollably. "Suck me," she whispered. Her eyelids fluttered and she gnawed her full lower lip, mewling deep in her throat. "Suck me, I can come. I'm almost coming right now. Suck me ... suck me hard."
Corinne could hardly believe how worked up the girl was. She did seem to be already on the brink of a fresh orgasm. Being tied up had aroused her to a fever pitch.
Corinne lowered her mouth to the thick purplish plums of Norma's flaring nipples. Rhythmically squeezing the pulsing globes of Norma's breasts, she sucked the girl's aching nipples, first one, then the other.
Norma writhed and strained at her bonds, cawing mindlessly with lust. "Ohhhhhh god . . . harder ... I'm going to come ... do it harder, hurt me, hurt me!"
It was hard for Corinne to actually hurt the girl. But Norma's begging jacked up her lust to a new level. Suddenly she was devouring and throat-sucking and biting Norma's wet, erect nipples, and kneading the taut flesh of the girl's breasts so fiercely that Norma cried out in hot yelps of mingled pleasure-pain.
" Aaauunngghh! Ooooow wwcchhh! Unnnnuunnn!" Norma keened, squirming and gasping for breath.
"Ohhh, I love your tits, I love your beautiful tits!" Corinne panted crazily, mauling the firm throbbing globes with her lips and teeth.
"Oh god! Ohhhh god! ... oh! oh! oh god oh Jesus ... now . .. now now," Norma wailed. " A ANNGGHIIIEEEE ! OH! OH! AANNGGHHIEEEE!"
She came with blistering intensity, her twisting body convulsed with hot spasms.
Corinne had never seen anything like it. The fierce pleasure that racked Norma's spasming body was catching. She knew that she, too, was close to coming, and she twisted around enough to get Norma's face between her legs. "Oh, do it to me, baby ... do it to me, honey!" she whimpered, lying back and wincing with hot joy as Norma's lips and tongue found the slick swollen lips of her flowing cunt.
She clamped her shuddering thighs around Norma's head and dug her fingers into the girl's scalp, pulling the lovely working mouth into her seething pussy. My god, how could anything be this wonderful or feel this good! Digging her elbows into the mattress for leverage, she arched her back and bucked her groin, still clamping Norma's head between her thighs, feeling the girl's hot stabbing tongue sear the depths of her squinchy slit.
The jolts of her orgasm were so strong that they tore the breath out of her. "Ohh! Unnhhh! AANNGGHHHH!" she gagged. Flipping out of control, she nearly tore Norma's head off her neck as she flailed and pumped and bucked through her orgasm.
As the spasms slowly subsided, her thighs slackened, releasing Norma's head. She looked down at the beautiful hogtied girl, bound and contorted unnaturally ] between her legs. She was astonished to see Norma more rabid and frothy than ever with lust. The girl moaned and writhed dementedly, her mouth slack with desire, the whites of her eyes showing, a low animalistic wheezing coming from her throat.
Every time she writhed and strained, the tight electrical cords bit into her smooth brown flesh. Her strangled breasts were swollen to the bursting point, her erect nipples tall and spiky. "Unnn ... fuck me fuck me everywhere do everything to me . . . ohnnnggghhhhh fuck me please pleeeeease!" she moaned, beseeching Corinne with her eyes.
But Corinne's biggest impulse now was to untie her and melt together with her in a soft pulsing rhapsody of coming, to smooth out and soothe away the exciting violence they had done to each other. She knew she could come again and again now, and she knew Norma would, too. Both of them had reached an orgasmic plateau they could exploit until they were literally exhausted with sweet hot coming. They didn't need any more of this kinkiness.
But Norma had not had enough. Feverishly she writhed and twisted in her bonds, begging and imploring Corinne. "Fuck ... oh god please fuck me, honey, fuck me more! Fuck me in my ass and my cunt at the same time!"
"But I... I.. ." Corinne stammered.
"Please!" Norma implored. "Pleeeeease! I need it, oh god I need it so much! Get a candle or a squash or something and fuck my ass with it, and fuck me hard in the cunt with your hand at the same time. Oh please, honey, please!"
"You... you've done this before, haven't you?" Corinne asked softly, appalled by the unsuspected depths of Norma's perversion.
Norma gnawed her lower lip. "Yesssss!" she hissed. "Oh yes, yessssss! Do it to me, please!"
Even though she was frightened by the incredible urgency of Norma's pleas, Corinne knew she would give in and do what the girl wanted. It might be horrible, but it was also excruciatingly exciting. She had never dreamed of the physical pleasures she had already experienced. And from the way her pussy smoldered and dripped and oozed and itched, she knew that more, even more, was in store for her, for both of them. They couldn't stop themselves.
As if moving in a dream, she found her way to the kitchen and opened the cupboard. She remembered that she had bought some zucchinis a few days earlier. And there they were on the shelf, four of them, each one thicker and longer and fatter than any cock she had ever seen. My god, she thought, I can't stick one of those in her. It'll kill her!
But at the same time she knew she was caught in the spell of Norma's lust. Obediently, as if in a trance, she selected two of the zucchinis, the largest one and a more middle-sized one. The biggest one was at least ten inches long and three inches thick, and the thought of having it plunged into either her cunt or her asshole made her wince with horror. But she took it anyway, moving in a daze, because it was Norma's need, and Norma's lust that guided her hand.
Like a sleepwalker, as if she were the love-slave instead of the hogtied Norma, she went back into the bedroom and held out one zucchini in each hand for Norma to see. Norma gasped as her eyes fell on the largest one. She glanced at the other one, then looked quickly back at the huge one.
"My god, that one!" she panted, the whites of her eyes again showing as shivers of lust rippled through her body. "That one, rub vaseline all over it, hurry. Hurry!"
Corinne did as she was told. Her fingers and hands shook as she coated the massive thing with gobs of greasy jelly. Panting and shivering uncontrollably, Norma watched with intense fascination. "Baby, you don't..." Corinne said.
"Yes I do! Hurry, don't stop, hurry, get it in me!"
She twisted her body around and presented the smooth round cheeks of her quivering ass to Corinne, gasping sharply and mewling with anticipation as Corinne slid one hand into her crack to expose the small rubbery ring of Norma's asshole.
A small soft whooping rose involuntarily out of her throat as she felt the thick nub of the greased zucchini press against her tight rectum. "Ohhnnn! Ohhnnn!"
Tightly gripping the stalk of the green monster, Corinne pushed it, pushed it. She was sure it wouldn't go in. But the vaseline did its job, and suddenly an earsplitting shriek shot out of Norma's mouth. "YYYYIIEEEE!" she yowled.
Tears of pain squirted from her eyes, and she bit her lower Up till blood oozed from it. Every smooth sleek muscle in her tightly-bound body strained and shuddered as the monstrous green shaft penetrated her asshole.
Corinne was both petrified and aroused. "Oh baby, let me take it out," she murmured.
But Norma shook her head frantically, spluttering and gagging in an agony of pleasure. "Don't stop ... don't stop!" she panted. "Oh god in heaven, it's so good! Push it, push it! Fuck me with it, fuck me, unnhhh ... oowwwwnnhhhhh!"
But as long as Norma's wrists and ankles were hogtied together, it was very difficult for Corinne to do as she was asked. She left the zucchini protruding from the girl's enormously stretched rectum and quickly untied her hands and feet. Norma's arms and legs flopped to the mattress, and Corinne straddled the backs of her thighs.
Now she could grab the thing with both hands. Slowly she pushed it into Norma's asshole until the gasping, mewling girl was impaled on at least half of it. Norma went insane with pleasure. She bit and clawed the sheet with her teeth and fingernails, shifting her quivering ass upward to receive fuller penetration. "OoooOOWWCCHHH!" she wailed as Corinne, responding to the crazy excitement, plunged the green monster deep into her clenching bowel.
Caught in a whirlwind of delirious pleasure, Norma bucked and writhed and whinnied, gasping and gagging and shuddering as Corinne began to fuck her asshole with the squash. The girl slid her hand under her thighs and sank it into her streaming pussy, massaging her clit wildly.
Corinne noticed how close the end of the zucchini was to her own cunt. Her gaping cunt seethed and burbled with juice, and she realized that by scrunching her pelvis up closer to Norma's gyrating ass she could get the thing into her too!
Quickly she did it. Grabbing Norma's bucking hips for support, she lowered herself onto the up-jabbing green stalk, gasping and hissing with pleasure as she felt it plunge up into her juicy cunt. "Ooohhnnn . .. aahhnnn!" she moaned, riding Norma's bucking ass like a horse and gagging on her lust as the massive thing sent fire rippling through her body.
Norma realized what Corinne had done, and it drove her even crazier with passion. The two of them began bucking and rearing and panting and grunting like wild animals. Corinne jammed her streaming slit down on the fat stalk again and again, whimpering with insane delight as it skewered her. Her frantic fingers grasped the part of the zucchini that connected her spasming cunt with Norma's clenched asshole, and she jabbed it into the girl.
"AANNGGHHIIEEEE! YYIIEEEE!" Norma shrieked, coming suddenly, her body wrenched and pummeled and racked with fierce orgasms.
"Unnnn ... unnnn oh! Oh Unnn!" Corinne grunted, holding onto the bucking girl for dear life and cramming her pulsing quim full of the huge thing. "Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh god oh god YESSSS A A U U N N G G G H H H ! YESSSS! AANNGGHHIEEEE!"
She exploded. The hot spasms tore her quivering, flexing flesh apart, and she squealed and moaned and coughed as the holocaust of coming swept through her.
The fiery shocks of coming that welded them together seemed to last forever. When they finally diminished, both girls collapsed side by side on the bed, still panting and gasping and throbbing. Norma's ravaged asshole expelled the ferocious zucchini, but Corinne replaced it with her finger, gently fucking the girl there and slipping her thumb into Norma's pussy.
And Norma sank two fingers into Corinne's still-creaming cunt, fingerfucking her softly, tenderly. Within seconds new orgasms shook them both.
How can we do this? How can we do this? Corinne wondered, feeling her body blossom and course with honeyfire, gasping and sobbing with delight as she came once again. God, if we keep this up we're both going to die of coming.
But there was a limit to what they could take. They knew they could go on coming, but the muscles in their arms and legs shook with fatigue. They could still come, but the strength it took to fuck each other had temporarily vanished.
Panting and still pulsing with unbelievably sweet afterglow, they coiled together and kissed tenderly. Corinne freed Norma's strangled breasts and tossed away the extension cord. She licked the girl's swollen nipples and caressed her tortured breasts.
"You still didn't tell me who it was that fucked you," she murmured, smiling at how pointless it all was, even though it had seemed necessary in order to get them into the depths of this overpowering experience.
"I didn't tell you because I thought you might get mad," Norma said.
"You didn't tell me because you wanted me to do that to you."
Norma grinned. "I'm sore all over. God, it was the best fuck I ever had in my life."
"But why did you think I'd get mad?" Corinne asked.
"Because it was ... you know .. . your boss."
Chapter Eleven
Reynolds had called Brenda and was waiting for her to arrive at his apartment when his phone rang. Brenda was late, and that fact, coupled with his earlier rejection by the two girls at the office, had made him irritable. Well, he thought to himself, I guess you can't really call them rejections. After all, I did fuck both of them all in the space of about twenty minutes. That must be a record of sorts. But I wanted more.
The ringing phone irritated him more. What if it was Brenda calling back to say she couldn't make it either? He didn't know how he could still feel so horny after all he'd been through recently. But if Brenda didn't show up he'd have to go out on the street and pick up a hooker and do something really kinky with her just to get off his rocks once and for all.
He snatched up the receiver and barked into it. "Yes?"
"Bob?" Corinne's soft seductive voice whispered.
Well, I'll be damned. "Hello, Corinne, what is Her voice sounded oddly hesitant and at the same time mischievous. For a moment he almost thought he heard another voice giggling behind her on the phone. "You know that commitment I told you I had?" Corinne went on.
"Yes."
"Well it... sort of fell through." "What a pity."
"You don't have to be so cold about it," she pouted.
"I'm sorry, Corinne. But since you couldn't make it I cooked up a little 'commitment' of my own, if you know what I mean."
"Oh." Corinne sounded crestfallen. Reynolds heard some muffled talking on the other end before her voice returned. "I don't suppose you'd ... ".she stammered almost bashfully.
"I'd what?"
"You know ... want to bring her along?"
Jesus Christ on a bicycle! Reynolds thought. Will wonders never cease! "It's a thought," he said. He realized that his prick was suddenly standing stiff as a flagpole at the thought.
"I hope you don't think I'm out of line for asking," Corinne said, "but is she that girl I. . . saw you with once before?"
"That's her."
Corinne giggled nervously. Again he heard the odd noises on the other end of the telephone. "Well then, at least it's not as if we're total strangers," she said, her voice vibrant with private amusement.
"She's only a kid, Corinne," Reynolds said. "I don't know if she'd go for that sort of thing."
"Why Bob!" Corinne said, feigning embarrassment. "I've never gone in for it myself until... now. I just thought it would be sort of... fun, you know?"
"I imagine it would," Reynolds said, squeezing his throbbing cock through his pants as if to keep it from bursting before the proper moment arrived.
"Anyway," Corinne's voice dripped with coyness, "you don't have to tell her, do you? We could just sort of make it a surprise. What do you think?"
"I'll be there in fifteen minutes, with or without her," he said.
"Oh good!" Corinne sighed before she hung up.
Reynolds glanced at his watch. Brenda was already over forty-five minutes late. He didn't know how much longer he should wait for her. The prospect of being in bed with the two girls at once was maddeningly exciting, but it wasn't without its problems.
Even if Brenda did arrive in the next few minutes and he did succeed into getting her over to Corinne's, there was still the problem of how to get her into bed with them. He felt somehow certain that she wouldn't give in easily to the idea. The two of them would have to seduce her, and how they would go about that he didn't know.
When fifteen more minutes elapsed and she still hadn't arrived, he reluctantly decided to go without her. He went down to the garage, got into his silver Mercedes, and drove out into the street just in time to see Brenda about to enter the building. He beeped the horn and caught her eye, and she came running over to the car, her full loose breasts jiggling under the shiny fabric of her silky red dress.
"Hop in," he said.
"You were going to leave without me?" she pouted, getting in the car, showing him lots of her long shapely legs as she rearranged her skirt.
"You were late."
"I couldn't help it. Where are we going, anyway?"
"I've got a surprise for you."
Brenda continued to pout. "It must be some special surprise if you were ready to go without me."
Reynolds put his free hand on her knee and ran it up her bare silky thigh, giving it a firm squeeze. "Believe me, baby, you'll enjoy it."
"All I want is to do it with you," she said softly. She put her hand in his crotch and squeezed his cock and his balls through his pants. "I want you to do it to me everywhere, like last time. Even in my ass. God, it was beautiful."
Reynolds grinned at her to let her know she wouldn't be disappointed and drove faster.
When they reached Corinne's apartment, she greeted them at the door wearing only a filmy peach peignoir. Her round coral nipples bugled against the gauzy fabric and her full breasts swayed as she stepped back to let them in. "So happy you could come," she said, a sensual smirk crossing her lips as she gazed into Reynolds' eyes. Then she looked up and down Brenda's voluptuous young body and pointedly licked her lips.
Brenda's eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw the way Corinne was dressed. She instantly got the point and whispered nervously to Reynolds. "Bob, I don't know if I'm really into this kind of thing."
"Why honey," Corinne mocked her softly. "It's only a small party among friends. You don't have to do anything you don't want to. You can just. . . watch, if that's how you feel."
Brenda didn't answer. She seemed at the same time frightened and intrigued.
As for Reynolds, his cock was about ready to burst in his pants. He couldn't wait to get these two luscious women into the bed with him." Like Brenda, he had never really done anything like this before. He wasn't sure he would know exactly what to do. He couldn't fuck both of them at the same time, after all. But he was confident he would figure it out. He was itching to begin, but he realized that Brenda still had to be persuaded. "Why don't you fix us a drink, Corinne," he suggested.
"What a great idea," Corinne said. "Why didn't I think of it? Just the thing to relax us." She glanced pointedly at Brenda. "I'll be right back. Now don't you go away."
She went off to the kitchen with Reynolds and Brenda both watching her body through the filmy peignoir.
While they were waiting for her to return, they sat down. Reynolds could see how tense and anxious Brenda was. He was trying to think of a way to get her into the spirit of things when both of them suddenly heard a low sensual moaning coming from the bedroom.
They looked at one another curiously. Then Reynolds stood and walked stealthily over to the short hallway, looking around the corner and through the bedroom door. There, lying on her back on the bed, totally naked, was Norma, the girl he had fucked only a few hours before in the elevator.
Deep in a sexual trance, she lay with her thighs yawning wide and both hands slowly and skillfully at work in the glistening red furrow of her cunt. Panting, her eyes shut, her mouth slack with lust, she massaged her swollen wet cuntlips and stroked the flaring nub of her clit. Periodically the pleasure seemed to grip and then release her, sending fierce shivers through her luscious body. Her firm high breasts shook as the convulsions racked her, and she caressed them with one frantic hand, squeezing them, plucking and pinching her long erect brown nipples.
Reynolds was torn between two desires. Part of him wanted to tear out of his clothes and jump on her like a rutting goat, ram his cock into her and hear her cough and splutter and come like a skyrocket. The other part of him wanted to stay where he was and keep watching her. He turned and beckoned Brenda to join him. He could see in her eyes that she already had an inkling of the scene he was watching. He could see both her unmistakable fascination and her reluctance. "Come here," he whispered.
Obeying his orders, Brenda stood and slowly walked over to him. She peered around the corner and into the bedroom just as Norma 'slid two fingers deep into her soupy pussy, scissoring her clit between them and fucking herself with rapid wrist-jerks that made her whole naked body tremble with sharp spasms.
"Aauunngghhh!" she moaned, writhing now ecstatically, urgently rubbing and stroking her clit, her hips undulating out of control.
Reynolds could hear Brenda's breath coming in hot sharp bursts as she watched the girl on the bed strive toward her approaching orgasm. He put one arm around her and quickly thrust his other hand under her short skirt. Her panties were already wet, and he adroitly slipped his finger under the elastic band and sank it deep into her juicy crack.
"Oh god!" she gasped aloud. "Unnhhh!"
On the bed Norma was going wild with pleasure, furiously pumping the fingers of one hand in and out of her flowing cunt, while with the other hand she stroked and pinched the small fiery nub of her clit. "Ummm . . . unnnhhh!" she moaned and panted, rolling, twisting, her pelvis twitching, her smooth thighs flexing.
Her eyes fixed on the writhing girl, Brenda whimpered softly as Reynolds fingerfucked her more and more urgently.
He was so absorbed in watching Norma about to come and in fucking Brenda with his hand that he didn't even notice Corinne until she was already pulling his pants and briefs down his legs. She grabbed his hot, throbbing cock in both hands and fed it into her wet mouth so quickly that he nearly shot his load in stunned surprise.
It was lucky that he had already come twice only a few hours ago. As soon as he passed the initial hair-trigger phase, he knew he was more than ready for the full feast.
He was just starting to unzip the back of Brenda's dress with his free hand when Norma began to climax. The three of them were paralyzed by the spectacle on the bed. It was no ordinary orgasm.
"UNNN! UNNN! YOOWWAAUUNNGG-HHIIEEEE!" Norma screamed, her body clenching and shuddering wildly. She thrashed and whooped, caught in the vicious grasp of horribly intense spasms, digging in the wet seam of her cunt with both hands, flipping and churning and cawing mindlessly as the coming tore her apart.
Something magnetic about the pulsating fury of her climax drew the others to her-except for Brenda, who remained standing and shivering in the same spot, sunk deep in a trance of sexual shock. But Reynolds and Corinne could not resist the pull.
Tearing quickly out of his clothes, Reynolds went to the bed. He was joined by Corinne, who had quickly shed the filmy peignoir. The two of them swarmed all over the still-coming girl, clasping her wriggling flesh between them, drinking her body with their mouths.
"Oh baby, oh baby!" Corinne whimpered wildly, thrusting her hand into Norma's streaming pussy.
"Oh god, do it to me!" Norma pleaded. "Do it to me more, more! Ohhnnn yesss!"
While Reynolds sucked and lip-mauled Norma's swollen nipples, Corinne went down on the girl. She turned her body so that her thighs straddled Norma's face and began tongue-jabbing the girl's flooding cunt so hungrily that Norma began to shudder and gasp as new holts of coming shook her.
At the same time, Reynolds squatted over Norma's face and inserted the head of his stiff bobbing prick into Corinne's pussy from the rear. Then he grabbed her hips with his hands and lunged into her.
"Uunnggghhh!" Corinne grunted, slumping forward and tilting her ass up into his thrusting tool.
The three of them settled into a smoldering rhythm of fucking. On her back beneath the two of them, Norma moaned and twisted, her twitchy thighs clasping and unclasping Corinne's head uncontrollably as Corinne dipped her tongue into the girl's oozing honey pit.
Reynolds' balls dangled just above Norma's mouth as he slid his long prick in and out of Corinne's tight slit. And Norma licked and kissed them, caressing his sensitive scrotum with her tongue.
He withdrew his cock from Corinne and lowered it into Norma's waiting mouth, gasping with delight as her full sensual lips closed over it. He realized that he had been wrong earlier. He actually could fuck two of them at once this way. After fucking Norma's mouth for a while, he again slipped his cock into Corinne's buttery pussy and plunged it home, bringing new gasps of delirious pleasure from her throat.
Losing all thought of Brenda, the three of them fucked with slow simmering intensity for what seemed like hours. The violence of Norma's first stupendous orgasm subsided into a series of continuous skimming climaxes that made her quiver and moan endlessly. She sucked and tongued Reynolds' balls, then lovingly milked his throbbing cock with her lips when he removed it from Corinne's cunt. Corinne made love to Norma's come-burbling slit with both her hands and mouth, patiently waiting for her emptiness to be filled again.
Their three bodies melted together in an effortless molten rhythm of passionate fucking. None of them seemed to want it to stop, and the crescendo of lust increased slowly, slowly. But it did increase. They could not keep the gathering firestorms from engulfing them.
"Ohhh harder, Bob, do it harder, faster!" Corinne panted. "Oh Jesus, I'm so close ... so close ... unh! Oh! Oh yes! Unh! Unh! Unh!"
Fucking her from behind with his knees braced on the mattress, Reynolds had a lot of leverage. He began to rear up into her like a lust-maddened stallion, penetrating her so deeply that an uncontrollable yowling began to escape from her throat. He pierced her with his rampaging prick, slamming it into her, pulling her bucking, twitching ass back into his fierce thrusts.
Pinned beneath both of them, writhing and moaning helplessly, Norma begged Corinne not to forget her. "Honey!" she gasped. "Ohhnnn, fuck me with your hand too. Fuck me and suck my clit, oh please, pleeeease! Ohhnnnn yesss!"
Weak with desire though she was, Corinne slid her fingers into Norma's soupy pussy and clasped the girl's distended clit with her lips. Savagely she fucked the girl, while Reynolds crammed her own dripping cunt with his driving cock.
Oh Jesus, nothing beats this, nothing beats this! he chanted over and over to himself as he felt the irresistible three-way climax boiling up in all of them. He leaned forward onto Corinne's smooth flexing back and slipped his hands between the warm moist bodies of the two girls, grasping Corinne's full breasts and squeezing them sharply.
Then, digging his knees into the mattress, he crammed his cock deep into her clasping channel, lunging into her pitilessly again and again, until suddenly all of them erupted with coming.
Norma, too, was racked by hot jolts of coming. She wheezed and shuddered and came like a bomb going off. "Unnnnn . . . unnneeee! UNNNNIEEEEEEE!" she wailed, bucking her groin up into Corinne's gasping mouth and spastically plunging hand.
And the hot strings of jism shot from Reynolds' spurting cock like hurtling rockets. With a tight groan he buried his spouting prick deep in Corinne's pinching, spasming pussy, the thick juice roiling up out of his tingling balls and sluicing her hungry slit.
It was not until the welter of blistering pleasures began to wane that any of them remembered Brenda. Reynolds, his prick still happily sunk in Corinne's pulsing wet cunt, happened to glance up. Brenda was standing just where he had left her in his haste to get to Norma.
Her mouth was open, her eyes still wide with amazement, though also glazed with lust. The expression on her face indicated that she had never seen anything so fascinating or frightening in her life, something so unexpected, something way out of the realm of her imaginings.
"Brenda?" Reynolds said softly.
But Brenda began shaking her head, and she backed instinctively toward the door. In spite of her obvious fascination, her eyes seemed to say: You ain't going to do that to me, no, no matter how good it might feel, no, you ain't going to do that to me.
Chapter Twelve
"Brenda?" Corinne repeated as both she and Reynolds climbed off the sighing Norma. Brenda was already in the living room, and they hurried after her to keep her from escaping.
Brenda didn't know exactly why she. wanted to get away, but an insistent voice kept repeating in her head: Get out of here, get out of here! Get out of here, girl, before they get you into that. All three of them be fucking you before you know it. The thought made her shiver with confusing feelings. She didn't know quite what she meant by it. She had never been in a situation just like it, and she didn't know how three people could all fuck her at the same time.
But she knew they would all want to, since she hadn't done anything with them yet.
Brenda already had her hand on the doorknob, but Corinne walked over to her until she was so close that one of her full breasts brushed Brenda's arm. The sensation electrified Brenda.
Corinne's naked body was still moist and flushed, vibrant with the afterglow of the tremendous fuck Brenda had just witnessed. The full warm breast pressing again Brenda's bare arm aroused her. Confused by a mixture of desire and the urge to flee, she looked down at Corinne's delectable body. Then she glanced nervously over Corinne's shoulder at Reynolds.
He stood only a few feet from them, his strong hard body naked and lean, his thick half-swollen cock dangling between his muscular thighs. The strong virile look of him made her melt. Oh, why does it have to be this way! she thought. All I want is to be alone with you, Bob. Not these other two. Not this .. . this sicky thing you've cooked up. Again she looked down at his huge prick and saw it throbbing and swelling, rising and stiffening as the fire in his eyes burned into her.
A fantasy flashed across her mind. The other two girls had vanished. She had him to herself, standing just as he was now. She walked over to him, peeling off her blouse, and kneeled in front of him. Then she nestled the long throbbing stalk of his prick in the deep valley between her firm jutting breasts, pressing the full warm globes around it. Next she moved slowly up and down so that he was fucking her there, between her breasts. Suddenly his cock spouted warm creamy jism all over her, spattering her nipples and her sleek chest with it.
The fantasy made her blood race and her cunt moisten. She had forgotten completely about Corinne, but Corinne had not forgotten her.
"Brenda, honey," Corinne whispered, boldly taking Brenda's hand off the doorknob, lifting it, placing it on her naked breast.
Brenda's dark eyes flashed at her. Instinctively she pulled her hand away. "Don't do that," she gasped.
"Brenda, honey, we want you," Corinne went on patiently. "We don't want to hurt you or scare you. We want you, we want to make love to you, all three of us. We want to fuck you and make you come and come. Think of what it will be like. We'll be gentle, I promise. Don't you want to come? Don't you want to come like you never came before? With all of us licking you . .. and sucking you ... and kissing you ... and fucking you everywhere?"
Corinne's words aroused her so much that an uncontrollable shiver shook Brenda. But she shook her head rapidly. Tears of fright welled up in her eyes. "I've never done anything like that before," she said. "It isn't natural."
"What isn't natural?" Corinne asked gently.
Brenda felt suddenly bashful. "All that you just said," she murmured.
"It's not natural to come? It's not natural for people to want you?"
Confused, Brenda shook her head again. "Not that. I mean with so many people."
She quickly recalled the incident in the back row of the darkened movie theater with Maureen and Johnny. But that had been so different. She hadn't expected it, and before she could refuse they had been all over her. It had been dark, and she had not actually been naked with the two of them on a bed and let them fuck her. Maureen's mouth working so deliciously in her cunt had not necessarily been a girl's mouth. It was just a mouth that gave her incredible pleasure, that made her come. But this was different. So different.
Corinne smiled warmly. She seemed not at all disturbed by Brenda's reluctance. "You mean Norma and me, don't you," she whispered. "You want to be with him but not with us."
Brenda gulped and nodded.
"Well, I can't see what's wrong with that," Corinne smiled. "You just want to have that huge terrific cock of his all to yourself. I know what you mean, believe me."
Grinning, she turned her head and looked just as Brenda was doing at Reynolds' massive organ, which was now standing and jumping again like a fierce forearm of flesh up against his hard belly.
"God, do I ever know what you mean," Corinne half-moaned. She slid both hands down to her groin and began sensually rubbing herself. Caught between her pressing arms, her naked breasts swelled and her long coral nipples flared. Rhythmically, theatrically, doing it for Brenda's benefit, she began to undulate her hips, parting her thighs and slithering her fingers to and fro in her wet crack. "Ummmmm!" she hummed. "Do I ever know what you mean. You want to feel him in you, cramming you, splitting you .. . ohhhnnnn ... and plunging in and out of you. Ohhhhh I know, I know!"
Brenda scarcely realized when her attention shifted from Bob's stiff twitching cock to Corinne's incredibly sensual body. But she knew she wanted to touch the girl, she wanted to put her mouth and hands all over Corinne's supple wriggling flesh. She wanted to feel Corinne's mouth on her body. She wanted Bob's prick in her and Corinne's body all over here. She wanted all of it, the other girl too, the beautiful Mexican girl whose masturbating had nearly made her come just from watching it!
She only realized that Bob was standing next to her now when he spoke. He had seen the way she was looking at Corinne. "Why don't you touch her?"
"I... I..." Brenda stammered, feeling her blood throb dangerously in her veins.
"You want to," he murmured. Quickly, before she realized what he was doing, he unfastened all the buttons of her blouse and slipped it off her. Now she was naked from the waist up, half-swooning with pleasure at the feel of his rough hands on her pulsing breasts. "Suck her, Brenda," he kept whispering. "Kiss her nipples. Look how big and soft they are, suck her tits, suck her, you want to."
Brenda stared at Corinne's large, inviting nipples, knowing she wanted to put her mouth on them. Her body seethed and rippled with desire. She was so mesmerized with lust that she barely noticed that there was another pair of hands on her quivering body until she suddenly felt her skirt and panties being pulled down her thighs. Whimpering and trembling, she noticed that Norma had come into the room without her noticing and was now crouched behind her. The girl was kissing Brenda's naked ass everywhere!
"Ooohhnnnnn!" Brenda moaned. Norma's skillful lips on the high outswept moons of her ass drove her nearly wild with pleasure. Her cunt gushed with fresh juice, and her body seemed to writhe uncontrollably.
Corinne cupped her own full breasts in her palms and raised them towards Brenda's parted lips. "Suck me, honey," she panted. "Suck my big nipples. Suck me. Don't you want to suck me? Oh god, they're aching to feel your mouth, aching for you... ohhhhh please ssssssuck me honey, sssssuck me!"
Brenda couldn't resist any longer. She wanted to do it, wanted to swallow Corinne's swollen, mouth-watering nipples. She knew that once she succumbed to the urge, she was lost. She would be powerless to resist the three of them. They would take her into the bed and fuck her in unimaginable ways. Oh god, I don't care! a voice within her suddenly cried out. I want you to do it to me, all of you! I want you all to fuck me everywhere, do everything to me! Yes! Oh, yes!
Giddy with lust, she extended her tongue and licked the wide puffy areola of one of Corinne's nipples. Corinne gasped and shivered. The sound of Corinne's response was enough to make Brenda boil over with desire. Teasingly, she flicked Corinne's large nipple with her tongue, then closed her wet lips over the entire bud and drew it deep into her mouth.
"Ohhhhh, oh honey," Corinne moaned, sighing and panting heavily as Brenda thirstily sucked her tingling breasts.
Brenda had never done anything like it before, and hot fresh thrills coursed through her as she squeezed Corinne's springy round breasts and devoured the wet erect nipples. At the same moment Norma's insistent hands and clever lips on her quivering asscheeks were driving her insane with delight.
"Oh!" Brenda gasped as she felt Bob's strong hand glide down her smooth belly and grope between her thighs. He thrust two fingers easily up the hot slimy channel of her dripping cunt. She could feel his stiff throbbing cock pressing urgently against her bare thigh.
The three of them now pressed her quivering, yearning body between them. Giddy and weak-kneed with pleasure, it was all she could do to keep her trembling legs from buckling under her as she submitted to their insistent caresses. "Oh god! Oh god!" she whimpered and panted as Norma's wet warm tongue wriggled up and down the crack between her buttocks, sending shivers darting through her like sizzling arrows.
Corinne gently pushed Brenda's head away from her breasts and filled her hands with Brenda's, squeezing the round globes, rolling and twisting Brenda's nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. "Ahhhhh!" Brenda sighed, throwing her head back and yielding to the beautiful sensations that flooded her body as Corinne's hungry mouth found her nipples.
Panting and gasping deliriously, she gazed at Reynolds, who still probed her smoldering pussy with his thrusting hand. "Oh Bob, I'm going to fall!" she gasped. "I... I can't stand up!"
"Yes you can, baby. I've got you," he murmured, slipping one strong arm around her back to brace her.
"Unnnnnnuunnn," she half-grunted, gyrating her pelvis down into his up-fucking wrist, gasping with delight as Corinne's sucking lips sent fiendishly sweet sensations through her throbbing breasts and aching nipples. "Take me into the bed!" she begged him. "Take me into the bed and fuck me. Please! Ohhhnnnn . . . unnnhhhh! Oh god, I want all of you to fuck me. Fuck me everywhere! Take me . . . take me into the bed, please!"
Suddenly the two other girls fell away from her, and Reynolds swept her trembling, naked body up in his arms. Moaning and shivering, she clasped her arms around his neck as he strode into the bedroom with her. Her body was on fire, steaming with lust. And when he laid her gently on her back on the bed, she spread her young, voluptuous body out for them, imploring them with her eyes to do anything they wanted to her, yielding to them totally and writhing helplessly in anticipation of the joys that were still to come.
Chapter Thirteen
"Let's fuck her one at a time," Corinne said in a hushed voice as the three of them stood at the edge of the bed, looking down at Brenda's writhing and twisting naked body. "The other two can watch, and after she's come three times we'll all fuck her together."
Brenda's head reeled with excitement as the words reached her ears. Impatiently, her hands feverishly stroked and rubbed her body, trying to satisfy the incredible lust that oozed through her. The thought of the intense pleasure they seemed intent on giving her increased her need. She moaned and tossed on the mattress, pinching her aching nipples and rubbing the edges of her simmering cunt with her hands. "Ohhhnnnnn hurry, hurry!" she moaned.
Through her passion-glazed eyes, she saw Bob sit down on an armchair near the bed, his long fat cock standing stiff in the air. Then Norma, biting her lower lip and hissing with pleasure, lowered her pussy slowly onto it, facing the bed so that both of them would be able to watch Corinne fucking Brenda. Hypnotized by the sight, Brenda watched Bob's hands come around and clasp the girl's luscious breasts, squeezing them rhythmically as she rode slowly up and down on the hard driving pole of his prick.
But fascinated though she was, she quickly forgot about them as she suddenly felt the bed dip, felt Corinne swarming all over her body. "Oh honey, oh honey, you're so beautiful!" Corinne whispered. She was not rough or urgent, but slow and lovingly skillful as she coiled together with Brenda.
The feel of the girl's naked body writhing together with hers jacked up Brenda's smoldering desires to a new level. She wrapped her arms and legs around Corinne, drinking the girl's mouth with her own and squeezing Corinne's ass, writhing her shoulders in order to feel more acutely the sensation of their full springy breasts mashing and rubbing together.
"Fuck me, fuck me, Corinne, make me come," she whimpered, panting rapidly as Corinne kissed her neck and shoulders. "Make it quick, make me come, I'm so close!"
"Oh honey," Corinne murmured, sucking and tonguing Brenda's throbbing nipples until Brenda thought her swollen breasts would explode with pleasure. "You don't want it quick, you want it slow, slow, slooowwwwww."
A hot pulsing current of sexual pleasure flowed between Brenda's juicing cunt and her aching breasts as Corinne sucked her. Corinne's lips explored every inch of her warm tingling boobs. She kissed and sucked the bulging globes everywhere, squeezing them and bunching them up in her fists so that the thick puffy cones of Brenda's nipples flared and glistened. Then she devoured the swollen buds voraciously, gobbling and slurping and sucking them until Brenda cawed and gurgled with hot joy.
"Unnnneeeee .. . ohhnnn oh! I'm going to .. . going to come! Aauunngghh! Oh fuck me, fuck me with your hand, I'm going to come, I'm so close!"
Her body flipped and rolled and twisted out of control. Her nipples felt like they were being stabbed with tongue of flame. She could feel her approaching climax welling up in the depths of her heaving belly, and she strained into Corinne's coiling body, surging and shuddering with crazy need.
Suddenly she felt Corinne's fingers probing the runny lips of her seething pussy and sliding quickly in and out of her. "Unh! Unh! Oh oh unh!" she grunted. The violent uprush of her orgasm shook her like a bomb blast. "Auuunnnggghhhh!" she cried out, arching her back and flipping her groin wildly as Corinne's savage mouth inflicted an agony of pleasure on her screaming nipples.
"Yiieeeee!" Norma suddenly squealed sharply. Riding up and down on Reynolds' fierce cock, her body was shook by convulsions as she climaxed. The sight of Corinne fucking Brenda had aroused her to a fever pitch. Groaning and keening with animalistic need, she ground her impaled crotch down again and again on the rearing stalk of his stiff meat.
Reynolds braced his strong legs on the floor and lunged up into her repeatedly, viciously, grasping her firm breasts and pulling her spasming body down onto his huge cock. Norma gagged and whimpered, convulsed again with hot shivers as new shocks of coming jolted her.
On the bed Brenda moaned and pleaded with Corinne. "More, more . .. don't stop please don't stop!" she panted. Her silky body rippled and undulated, and her cunt ran with warm, buttery juices.
With great skill Corinne kept Brenda on the plateau of coming she had reached, not letting her slip. She played Brenda's supple, quivering body like a musical instrument, sucking and tonguing and stroking her hot flesh until the throbbing ecstasies began to merge into one continuous orgasm. Like a high-tension wire, Brenda crackled and shimmered with coming. "Ohhhhhh god .. . oh Jesus .. . I've never felt anything like it!" she moaned. "Auuunnnnggghhhhh ... oh! oh!"
And even though Reynolds was nearly fucking her to death on the edge of the chair, Norma couldn't resist the excitement of what was happening on the bed. The sight of Brenda's satiny body on the bed drew her like a magnet. Still hissing with pleasure, she hoisted herself off Reynolds wet, twitching prick and staggered to the bed. "Let me fuck her now, let me fuck her too," she panted.
Fascinated as she had been earlier in the living room with the high, taut moons of Brenda's uptilted ass, she turned the girl's writhing body so that she could get her hands and mouth on them. She dug her fingers into the smooth flesh and rapidly slithered her tongue up and down Brenda's asscrack.
"Ooooohhhh!" Brenda whooped with hot joy as new sensations flooded her body. Now two girls were fucking her, something she had never thought possible. Fresh hot thrills seemed to grip her pliant body. Norma's hand had replaced Corinne's in her wet pussy, and Brenda yowled with passion as she felt it. While nipping the taut globes of her ass, Norma formed the four fingers of her hand into a wedge and jammed it sharply up into the slippery inflamed seam of Brenda's cunt.
"Unnnggghhhhunnnnnnngghh!" Brenda gnawed her tongue, reeling and wheezing with lust. Norma was trying to get her whole hand into Brenda's cunt, and the sensations drove Brenda crazy.
When she felt Norma's tongue wriggling into her tight asshole, she couldn't stop the squeal that came from her throat. "Unnneee!" she cried out. bursting into fresh spasms of coming. "Oh! Oh! Unnnnnnn!"
Norma fucked Brenda's gaping wet puss] mercilessly with all four fingers of her hand, jabbing and piercing her, and raped Brenda's puckered rectum with her strong tongue.
At the same time, Corinne was still swarming passionately all over her upper body. She frenched Brenda's ears and sucked and bit her smooth neck and shoulders, squeezing and milking the girl's swollen, aching breasts fiercely, murmuring to Brenda with hoarse, crazy lust. "Oh honey, we're going to fuck you so good ... all of us .. . we're all going to fuck you and fuck you . . . you're going to come and come! Oh yesss ... oh Jesus you're so beautiful, oh god, I want to eat you alive!"
But Brenda was already coming, again and again. It didn't seem like there would ever be any end to it. The more they ravished and sexually mauled her shuddering, straining body, the more her throbbing pussy clenched and bloomed with sweet spasms.
The thrill of Norma's tongue wriggling deep in her asshole was unbearably intense. The thick wedge of Norma's fingers plunging in and out of her streaming cunt made her gag with pleasure.
Suddenly, through the hot swirling clouds of her lust, she realized that Reynolds had joined them.
He crawled onto the bed behind Corinne, grasping her ass in both hands, and slid his cock quickly into her soupy slit. Corinne had again closed her mouth over one of Brenda's swollen nipples, sucking the tender bud as if she meant to swallow it, when suddenly Bob's prick ripped fiercely up into her from behind. "Unnrrgghhh!" she grunted, instinctively clamping her teeth on Brenda's nipple as the pile-driving cock skewered the open wet wound of her inflamed pussy.
"YIIIEEEEE!" Brenda shrieked as the pain shot through her. But even though the involuntary bite hurt her, incredible lightning bolts of sexual pleasure flashed back and forth between her tortured breasts and her ravaged cunt. Beautifully intense new spasms of coming shook her. "Unnnhhh! Oh ... oh! God, god, fuck me . .. suck me . . . ohhhh .. ."
"Oh my god, honey, I'm sorry ... unnhhh! Oh! ... oh I'm so sorry . .. unh! ung!" Corinne gasped, trying to apologize to Brenda through the sharp fuck-thrusts that Reynolds was giving her.
But Brenda was past caring. The pain and pleasure had all swirled together into an intense and endless string of climaxes. She writhed with animalistic need, squirming and panting. "Ohhh ... do it to me," she panted. "Suck me, bite me, I don't care ... it feels so good!"
Corinne again strangled Brenda's firm young breasts in both her fists and devoured the flaring nipples. But Reynolds was fucking her so ferociously from the rear that she quickly came unglued. Slumping forward on Brenda's heaving breasts, she gasped and mewled with insane delight as each hammering, reaming thrust of his cock penetrated her.
"Ohhhnnn Jesus, Jeeesus, do it harder ... do it harder!" Corinne moaned. She shimmied her ass and bucked it up into his ripping cock, wheezing, her fingernails biting into Brenda's bare flesh as she groaned and erupted with hot coming.
Reynolds fucked the sobbing and climaxing Corinne until her spent and collapsed body was unable to take any more. But his huge cock was still rigid and fierce with power. He withdrew the glistening red stalk from Corinne's dripping pussy and climbed between Brenda's shuddering thighs. He snatched Norma's hand out of Brenda's flooding slit and nestled the large bulbous head of his cock in her buttery cuntlips.
Brenda looked up into his face, her eyes swimming with the hot sunbursts of her endless orgasms. She saw the passionate, almost cruel, curve of his lips, saw the naked desire glinting in his gray eyes. And she instantly knew that all the climaxing she had been doing was only a prelude to this.
"You want it, baby?" he almost growled at her in a half-whisper, his mouth torn by a slashing grin.
Time froze, though the hot rippling blood in her body didn't. She felt suspended in space as her panting mouth tried to form the words. "I want it. Bob," she whispered back to him solemnly. Somehow she knew that the orgasm of her life was approaching. "I want it," she repeated, feeling his huge cock slide into her . . . deeper ... deeper. "Ohhhnnn baby, cram me with it, stuff me, fuck me, fill me with it, fill me with it... oh yessss ... yesssss!"
Still smiling, Reynolds withdrew his long, thick cock to the edge of his slippery clasping cunt, then slammed it into her so hard that it knocked the breath out of her.
"AAOOWWNNGGG!'' she wailed. White-hot arrows of pleasure shot through her body. Driven totally out of control, she writhed and bucked like an animal in heat as he savagely raped her creaming cunt. His cock pierced and reamed her viciously, and she clawed and tore the sheet with her fingers, flinging her groin up into his hammering thrusts.
The violence of the fucking Reynolds was giving her made it impossible for Norma to keep tongue-fucking Brenda. She was flung aside. But her eyes fell on the infamous zucchini that she and Corinne had used to bring on such a shattering orgasm earlier. The idea hit her.
Quickly she found the jar of vaseline and swabbed the monstrous green stalk with it once more. Then she got back on the bed and pushed and coaxed the two of them over onto their sides, so that she could get access to Brenda's asshole. My god, she'll never know what hit her! Norma thought wildly, remembering the awesome pain she had felt when the massive thing had penetrated her own rectum, and the heavenly paradise of intense pleasure that had followed.
As he had rolled onto his side, Reynolds had lifted Brenda's top leg onto his shoulder. Now her juicy red quim was splayed wide, and as he buried his cock in it she began to yelp with hot excitement.
Norma's clever fingers invaded the crease between Brenda's firm, clenching asscheeks. And before Brenda quite knew what was happening, the monstrous zucchini slide into her rectum.
An earsplitting howl tore out of Brenda's throat. "AAUUNNNGGG! AAHHHGGGI1IEEEE!" she shrieked, tears of pain squirting from her eyes as her body thrashed in agony. It felt like a telephone pole had been jammed up her ass, and when Bob ripped his huge cock again up into her flaming pussy she thought she might pass out from the horrible intensity of the sensations that flayed her quivering body.
"OOOWWWCHHHH! UNNNGGHHEEEEE!" she howled, struggling wildly. "OH GOD. IT HURTS! JEEESUS, IT HURTS, YOU'RE KILLING MEEEEE!"
But Norma, who knew that the pain would quickly dissolve into incredible bliss, fucked Brenda's stretched-open asshole relentlessly with the huge monster. Gripping it with both hands, she jammed it deep into Brenda's clenching bowels, sucking and biting the girl's quivering asscheeks at the same time, feeling another orgasm well up in her own cunt from the sheer excitement of it.
Pinned between the two of them, the entire flaming seam between her legs invaded and punctured and pierced, Brenda felt the swirling fireclouds of a stupendous orgasm blooming in every tautly-stretched nerve of her body.
The horribly beautiful intensity of the sensations that wrenched her was almost more than she could bear. Whinnying and sobbing with lust, she suddenly burst into hot, continuous orgasms as Reynolds ripped his cock deep into her flooding pussy. Corinne's mouth nearly swallowed her nipples, and Norma plunged the enormous green shaft into her ass with crazy savagery, reaming and splitting her spasming rectum.
"Oh yes, uunnneee, oh it's so good!" she panted, delirious with fresh jolts of coming. "Ahhhh . .. oh, I'm going to come again, now, now, oh oh oh . .. UNNNEEEEE! AAAHHHGGG-GGIIIEEEE! UNEEEEE! UNNNEEE!" she squealed and gagged, dissolving into a flipping and thrashing demon of fuck-joy as the blistering orgasms racked and shattered her body.
Finally she collapsed, unable to come any more. Almost reluctantly, Norma withdrew the monstrous zucchini from Brenda's ravaged asshole, and Reynolds removed his still-twitching wet cock from the girl's pussy.
In spite of all the orgasms he had given the three girls, he still had not come himself. Though Brenda was temporarily almost passed out, both Corinne and Norma stared with awe at his throbbing cock. Without speaking, they both fell on it at once with their hands and mouths.
And Reynolds lay back on the mattress to accept their attentions. They peppered the hot straining shaft of his prick with passionate kisses, rolling his heavy balls in their fingers.
"Let's take turns," Corinne whispered huskily to Norma. "He must be so close! Just a few sucks for you, then a few for me." She took the head of Reynolds' cock between her wet lips and swirled her velvety tongue around it. Then she sucked him gently, not wanting him to erupt before each of them had their share of him.
"My turn," Norma finally insisted, replacing Corinne's thirsty mouth with her own. Clasping his throbbing cock in her hands, she made love to the twitching stalk from top to bottom with her lips before taking it into her mouth and diving on it.
To Reynolds it was unbelievable bliss. He was only seconds from a huge climax, he knew, but he held back because he didn't want this part to stop.
Brenda finally came to and noticed what was going on. After what she had been through she felt she deserved a share of this too. So she quickly crawled over between his legs, pushed Norma out of the way, and began to devour the massive, monstrous cock that had given her so much pleasure.
As she sucked, she felt both Norma and Corinne squeezing her full dangling breasts in their hands and pinching her nipples. "Brenda, honey, don't swallow all his come, please!" Corinne said. "We want some too. Leave some for us, please!"
Brenda nodded as best she could as she felt him stiffen like iron in her mouth. And suddenly Reynolds groaned as his cock erupted like a volcano. The first hot gobs of warm jism squirted back into Brenda's throat. Quickly she gulped it down, then removed her mouth.
So much holding back while fucking all three of them had left an ocean of jism in Reynolds. He went off like a geyser, his creamy wads of juice spattering all three girls in their faces as they went for him with their tongues and thirsty lips.
As he lay back on the bed, his throbbing cock still spurting like a fountain as the girls passionately lapped up his hot seed, he wondered if life held anything more for him after an experience like this one. A man couldn't wish for more. But he glanced down at his groin and watched the three beautiful girls stroking his tingling prick with their soft wet tongues. Couldn't wish for more? Ha! More and more and more. And after that-more!
