While the negative aspects of egotism and ambition are all too apparent, it is also true that for a man or woman to function adequately and maturely in a society, it is necessary to have a certain amount of healthy self-confidence.
When a man or woman lacks self-confidence on a sexual level, it can be apparent in every aspect of their lives. It is often necessary to be sure of one's identity as a man or woman in order to be successful.
Ellen Martin is a woman who suffers from a lack of sexual self-assurance. Buried behind the drab, stern facade of her salesgirl job, Ellen at last realizes that it is a waste for her to hide her natural beauty and sensuality. Thus, it is only when she learns to appreciate herself and she at last breaks free of the deeply imbedded strictures of her moralistic upbringing that she becomes a confident and successful adult.
HOT WILD SALESGIRL is a novel about a woman's struggle to free herself of deep-seated fears and inhibitions and take her place as a fully functioning, independent and knowledgeable adult.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Will that be cash or charge?" Ellen Martin said to the man who was gazing down at her tits. She was used to having men stare at her big boobs, but it still made her uncomfortable.
He tossed a few bills down on the counter and smirked. "It'll be cash and how about a date tonight?"
She picked up the money and wrapped the man's ties. She loved her job at Kramer's Department Store. It was the biggest and best store in town and she'd been lucky to land the job when so many girls were out of work. And selling ties in the first floor men's shop had been a lucky break. She was in the middle of all the hustle and bustle of the main floor with lots of opportunities to meet men. And if once in a while one of her customers turned out to be a jerk, well it was just one of the breaks.
Now she turned to him and handed him his change. "My boyfriend wouldn't like it," she smiled coolly.
The man leaned over the counter and pinched her cheek. He smelled of tobacco and expensive after-shave and despite her dislike of him she found herself growing excited by his maleness.
"I could be real good to a pretty girl like you," he said, slipping his package under his arm. "Real good." He licked his lips and turned to leave. "If you change your mind, give me a call." He whipped a wallet out of his pocket and pulled out a card, dropping it onto the counter. "The name's Clyde Brewer, and I'll be back, blondie."
She was relieved when he was gone. She didn't like men who came on too strong. She was no prude, but her childhood on a farm hadn't prepared her for men like Clyde Brewer. Successful and just a little tough-looking.
She threw his card in the waste-basket and began rearranging the stock. She glanced over at the next counter and smiled at Ted Webster who was wrapping up a sweater for a female customer. Ted and she were good friends. Nothing romantic. At least not yet. In fact since she'd been living in town and working at Kramer's she hadn't had one date. Then she thought about Clyde Brewer's words and shivered slightly.
It wasn't that she hadn't had plenty of opportunities. But her parents had cautioned her to be careful of strange men and subconsciously their words had had an effect on her.
In many ways they were right. She had led a sheltered life. They didn't know she hadn't been a virgin for years, but her experience had been with boys her age and not with big-city slickers like Clyde Brewer.
She smiled to herself at her use of the words city slickers. Her father was serious about the expression. And he'd emblazoned it in her mind too. But still her panties turned moist at the thought of Brewer.
It was almost time for lunch when the phone rang. "Will you get it, sweetie," Stella Farrell said. Stella was the manager of the department. The assistant manager really, but she did most of the work. The actual manager, Tony Simpson, was hardly ever around. But Stella was crazy about him and did his job as well as hers most of the time.
Now Ellen picked up the phone. "Men's Wear, Miss Martin speaking."
"Mr. Lawrence's secretary, Ellen. Ruth Tracy. How are you doing?"
"Just fine, Ruth, thanks," Ellen said. She liked Ruth Tracy. Ruth was a sexy brunette with a gorgeous figure. She'd worked for Trevor Lawrence for years and some people said they were having an affair. But Ellen had decided not to become involved in store gossip, so she didn't encourage it from others.
"You need to sign a few forms, honey," Ruth said now. "Important ones, like tax forms. You do want to get paid, don't you?" She giggled.
"If I ever want to get away from my aunt and uncle and into a place of my own, I do," Ellen smiled.
"Then come on up now, before Mr. Lawrence goes to lunch. He wants to see you while you're here."
Ellen told Ruth she'd be right there. She grabbed her purse and dashed for the elevator, deciding to stop in the ladies room on the way there.
She got off the elevator on the executive office floor and went into the ladies room. She gazed at her image in the mirror. Long sun-streaked blonde hair and blue eyes. Good skin and big tits. Not just big tits, but a nice ass and great legs. She knew she was built well, so why deny it?
Now she ran a comb through her hair and freshened her lipstick. Then, because she always had to pee when she became nervous, she used the toilet. When she was through, she wiped her pussy, aware of the slick juices coating her cunt. One of these days she'd have to make enough money to get her own apartment. She couldn't spend the rest of her life living with her aunt and uncle and masturbating in the middle of the night when she was certain they were asleep.
When she reached Mr. Lawrence's office, Ruth told her to go right in. "He's waiting for you, honey," Ruth said, a strange tight look on her pretty face. "Go on in."
Ellen tapped on the door briefly and then opened it and walked inside. Mr. Lawrence was seated at his desk. "Sit down over here, Ellen," he said, without raising his eyes.
She sank down into the chair next to his desk and folded her hands in her lap. When he finally raised his head and gazed at her, her heart pounded. Maybe he was going to fire her! Maybe Clyde Brewer had complained about her! He noticed the alarm on her face and rose up to walk over to her chair.
"Don't be worried, my dear," he said, ruffling her long curls. "You look so serious. Don't be. Nothing's worth it. I just like to meet my girls and make sure they're happy. That's why I wanted to see you."
He tickled her chin and met her eyes. "And are you happy, Ellen? Are you happy at Kramer's?"
"Oh, yes," she breathed at last, relieved by his words. "I love it here."
He returned to his chair and beamed. "Good. We're very happy with your work so far. It's always good to have pretty girls in the men's department. Doubles business."
He reached for a carafe of coffee and poured two cups, handing one to her without asking whether she wanted it. "We expect our girls to go out of their way to be nice to our customers," he continued. Especially the men. After all they're the ones who pay the bills, aren't they?"
He rose up again and walked around to the front of the desk. He leaned against it as he sipped his coffee and stared down at her. Ellen gulped the hot brew, her eyes drawn to his crotch. She tried not to look, but couldn't help herself. His suit was well tailored in the European fashion and tight across the hips. And she couldn't help notice his cock throbbing in the confines of his crotch.
She stared with fascination as his fly, her eyes wide and the coffee cup empty. He chuckled and she tore her eyes away from his crotch. Oh, God, I've made such a fool of myself! she thought.
"You're staring at my crotch," he said.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" she murmured.
"Don't be," he smiled. "A pretty girl always knows when she's excited a man."
She smiled nervously and said nothing. This was the first time he'd said anything personal to her and she didn't know how to respond. She didn't want him to think she was a hick. And she knew sophisticated people joked about sex all the time.
Now he stopped smiling. "We can't waste a nice hard-on like this, can we?" he hissed, reaching down and taking her hand. "Can we?"
Ellen's blood froze. "I don't know," she whispered.
He moved her hand over the big lump in his fly. "Then let me make the decisions," he said.
She found herself stroking his stiff cock through the thin material of his pants and her mind raced. What should I do? she thought, frantic now. What the hell should I do?
But she knew the decision was out of her hands.
"Mr. Peter wants to come out and meet you," he said, pulling his zipper down and taking his prick out. Then he curled her fingers around it and smiled. "There, that's better. That's much better."
Ellen rose up then at his urging and stared down at his cock. His cockhead was big and purple and leaked juice. It looked ready to explode. She felt the blood race through the distended veins on his shaft. She felt his taut cockskin. It had been so long since she'd been laid and she was so horny she couldn't have stopped now if she'd tried.
They stood there, leaning against the big desk. Ellen moved her fingers timidly up and down his dick while he caressed her sun-streaked hair. He reached over and touched her tits. "I've wanted to do that since the moment you walked into this office," he said.
"Mr. Lawrence," she began, "I've never done anything like this--" But he cut her words off. "Ssshhh," he said, rubbing the palm of one big hand over her throbbing big-nippled tits. "Don't say a word, honey. You'll break the spell."
He moved the other hand up her skirt and caressed the silken flesh of her upper thigh. She moaned then and he moved his lips to hers. She accepted his tongue into her mouth and entwined it with hers. She knew her parents would heartily disapprove of what she was doing, but she couldn't help it. Nature had taken over and she was too horny to stop.
He continued rubbing and squeezing her tits. Their tongues dueled as she squeezed his dick. She wondered if he'd fuck her. At this point she hoped so. God knows she needed it. Needed a big stiff prick filling her hungry little cunthole.
And Trevor Lawrence was a man! Not a farmboy without finesse, but a sophisticated man!
Now he picked up the telephone and told Ruth to hold his calls. Ellen wondered what his secretary would think. When he pulled her fingers off his cock and pressed up against her, his prick stabbed her pussy.
"How'd you like that inside you?" he whispered, pushing himself against her body.
She nodded as he grabbed her ass and dug his fingers into her soft yielding flesh. Her pussy quivered and churned as he pulled her even closer to him and pressed his mouth against hers.
He brushed his lips lightly over hers and then ran his hot tongue into her mouth. She coiled her tongue around his and drew him closer to her.
He tongue-fucked her mouth then, thrusting his tongue in and out of her lips as he would his cock in and out of her cunt. When he finally broke the kiss, he fumbled with her blouse until it was off her shoulders. He tossed it aside and buried his face against her luscious pillows of flesh.
She whimpered and moaned at the feel of his face on her lace-covered boobs. She held his head and pumped her cunt against his prick. He licked the tops of her tits and rubbed his hand over the lace-covered cups.
"Do you like having your tits sucked?" he said.
"Oh, yes!" she breathed. "I love it!"
"Let's get this thing off," he muttered, pushing her bra straps off her shoulders and the bra down to her waist. "What a pair!"
Crouching down, he steadied himself by gripping her hips and began kissing her tits. He ran his tongue up and down her deep cleavage and circled it around her nipples. He sucked in a mouthful of boob and then dropped it and sucked in the other.
Ellen trembled at the feel of his hot wet mouth on her tits. She was sitting on the edge of the desk now as his tongue lashed her velvety melons.
He held her tits in his hands and went from one to the other, feeding his mouth with her lush globes. He tongue-whipped her nipples, pulling on them until they were two stiff daggers clinging to his lips. She squirmed her hips on the desk and pressed her tits back against his mouth.
He moved his hands under her skirt and squeezed her thighs. His cock pressed against her pussy as his tongue snaked over her throbbing jugs.
Suddenly he released her tits and knelt down in front of her, pushing his head under her skirt. She bunched it around her waist when she realized he wanted to get at her cunt. And she wanted him there! She wanted his warm breath on her pussy and his lips on her snatch!
She leaned back on the desk and opened her legs. He pressed his lips against her nylon-covered crotch. He bit down, filling his mouth with a combination of nylon and cuntmeat and pussy-muff.
He licked the outside of her snatch, along the sensitive stretch of skin framing her cunt-bush. She felt waves of lust fill her pussy. Her gash creamed as he pressed his nose inside her tight hairy lips. She'd never had a man do this to her before. The boys she'd fucked had never had the imagination to suck her cunt right through her panties.
He continued sucking her pussy until her crotch was soaked with his saliva. Then he moved back and pulled the panties off her ass. She arched her back and hunched up off the desk, feeling wanton and horny and terribly hot. Now he pulled a chair over to the desk and sat down. He pushed her feet apart and held her legs up by digging his fingers into her thighs.
Then he leaned forward and brought his lips down to her glistening gulch. She tossed her head back and cried out at the first touch of his lips on her pussy. He rubbed her inner thighs against his cheeks and ran his tongue up and down her steaming slit. She shivered when his tongue-tip tickled her clit and gasped when he lapped it back to her asshole.
She panted as she felt the first tremors of her orgasm grip her body. She rubbed against him, wild with passion as he stroked her twat with long sweeps of his tongue.
She rammed her cunt at his sucking mouth when he began thrusting his tongue deep inside her cunthole. He used his tongue like a cock. He held it rigid and coiled it inside her cunt-walls. His upper lip rubbed against her clit while his hot wet tongue darted in and out of her depths.
She came then. A jolting crash of an orgasm rocked her senses. And she came down from it even hotter. Frothy cunt-cream flowed from her pussy and drenched his lips. He licked it up and swallowed it down and then returned his tongue to her twat-hole.
Uninhibited in her ecstasy, she held her cuntlips open for him as he licked hungrily at her crimson folds of pussy-flesh. She came again, shuddering violently and then panting as she rested.
He rose up then, his cock sticking out of his fly like a baseball bat. She reached down and grabbed it, eager to have the stiff tube of man-meat crammed into her snatch.
"Play with it awhile," he said.
She pumped her fist up and down his fuckpole. She watched his cock-knob bulge when she squeezed his prick-root. His piss-slit brimmed with jizz and she had a sudden desire to lick it off.
"Hold my balls too," he said, and she cupped his balls with her free hand while she pumped his cockskin up and down his dick.
"You want to suck it, don't you?" he smirked.
"Oh, yes!" she breathed.
"Be my guest," he said, as she slipped off the desk and crouched down on the floor.
Now they reversed places. He leaned against the desk and she knelt down in front of him. She bent her head low and smiled up at him before running a tiny flurry of kisses over his cockshaft.
She wanted to close her lips over his knob and suction his entire pole into her throat, but she didn't want him to think she was too bold. Instead she lapped her tongue over the flared rim of his knob and swiped her tongue-tip over his juiced-up pisser.
She held his shaft while she licked his balls. She used her tongue on his balls like he'd used his on her tits and cunt. She returned her lips to his pole and lightly kissed his cockhead. She flicked her tongue over his heavily veined cockshaft. Then she opened her jaws and closed her lips over half of his dick.
He grunted and grabbed her hair as she sucked. She swirled her tongue hungrily over his knob. Her long sun-streaked hair tickled his thighs and the thick tweed of his pants rubbed over her cheeks as she sucked voraciously on his boner.
He humped his ass now and fucked her face. She sat perfectly still and let him use her mouth like a cunt. She savored the feeling of being violated. She pretended he was a stranger forcing his dick into her lips.
Suddenly he pushed more of his stalk into her mouth and her eyes widened in surprise. "Don't worry, honey," he said. "I'll be careful."
Her lips glided over his fuckpole and she gasped for breath. She wondered if he would come in her mouth or maybe pull out and come on the rug. Or maybe he intended to fuck her.
She didn't have long to wonder. Within a moment he began ramming his cock in and out of her mouth so forcefully she thought her neck would snap. But it wasn't long before he trembled and dumped a load of thick jism into her mouth.
As she drank it down, she shivered. It had been wonderful, but she still hadn't gotten fucked.
CHAPTER TWO
Tony Simpson began spending more time around the store. Ted told Ellen that Tony had his eye on her, but she denied it.
"He doesn't know I'm alive," she said to Ted one morning as she sorted merchandise.
"Don't be naive," Ted said. "He'll come on to you any day now. Take my word for it."
"Could you by any chance be jealous?" Ellen grinned, deliberately pushing her chest out and flaunting her tits in front of Ted's face.
He blushed and turned away. "Maybe I am," he said.
Ellen was sorry she'd teased him. "I was only kidding," she said. "Honest. Do you really think he's coming on to me. He's hardly said a word. He just kind of grunts in my direction once in a while."
"That's his way," Ted said. "He makes a girl think he's not interested and then he pounces on her."
"Aren't you exaggerating just a bit?" she giggled. "He doesn't look like the pouncing type."
"You know what I mean, Ellen," he said. He eyed her up and down, from her tits to her ass. "You're a sexy girl and lots of guys are only interested in making a score."
"And aren't you?" she teased again, her blue eyes flashing.
"Cut it out," he said.
"How come you've never asked me out on a real date?" she said. "You do like girls, don't you?"
"Sure I like girls."
"Then how come you've never asked me out?"
"I didn't think you were interested."
"I'm interested."
"How about Saturday night?"
"I'd love it!"
Ted grinned then and turned to wait on a customer. "And watch out for tricky-Tony in the meantime!" he hissed.
Ellen became busy then and when she finally had a breather it was almost closing time. "You busy tonight?" Tony Simpson said suddenly, coming up behind her. "Why, uh, no, I'm not," she said.
"I can use some help in the stockroom," he said. "You'll get paid time and half if you'll do it."
A shiver of disappointment ran through her and she realized she'd been hoping he wanted to take her out. Maybe Ted was all wrong. Tony wasn't interested in her, but she was interested in Tony.
"Well, what do you say?"
His eyes bore into her tits as he waited for her answer. "If you need my help, I'll do it," she finally said.
Now he fondled her hair and squeezed her arm. "Good. I'll meet you in the stockroom at a few minutes after five."
"I don't know where the stockroom is," she said. Normally she had an answer for everyone, but for some reason Tony Simpson left her speechless and feeling like the farm-girl she was.
"Oh, yeah, well we'll go together," he said, his fingers grazing her ass.
She decided it had been an accident. There wasn't much space behind the counter, and he'd accidentally touched her ass. He wasn't interested in her. Everyone knew he and Stella went together.
Nevertheless she waited impatiently for five o'clock.
"Did Tony ask you to work late tonight?" Stella hissed as they began closing up.
"Uh, huh," Ellen nodded.
"Are you gonna do it?" the brunette said.
"Sure."
"You know what he really wants, don't you?"
Ellen blinked and tried to stop her heart from pounding. "What do you mean?"
Stella stuck out her chest and stood with her hands on her hips. "Look, kid, you don't know the score yet," she said. "I've been around. Oh, yeah, I know what you're thinking. You're thinking that I'm jealous. And maybe I am, a little. But I'm really thinking of you.
"Of me?"
"Yeah. Tony eats kids like you for breakfast."
"I don't know what you mean, Stella," Ellen said, reaching for her purse. "He's my boss and he asked me to work overtime." She turned to leave then. "I don't know why everyone's making such a big deal about it.
Stella gazed at her through narrowed eyes. "Well, what the hell. You'll just have to find out for yourself."
Ellen met Tony at the elevator and they rode to the basement where the stockroom was located. When they arrived at the men's wear area, Tony led her inside and locked the door behind them.
"It's safer with the door locked," he said. "You never know who's crawling around down here after hours."
They began going over the inventory. They worked for an hour, crouched down over the stock, when she suddenly felt his hand between her thighs.
"Sixty-nine blue and gray stripe," he said as he stroked the satiny flesh at the top of her stockings. "Sixty-nine's a good number," he chuckled, pressing one finger over the damp softness of her crotch. "It's always been my favorite."
Well, I guess Ted and Stella were right, she thought, her heart pounding.
She turned to him then, her cheeks burning. She started to speak, but nothing came out of her mouth. He's going to think I'm an idiot, she thought, licking her lips.
"What's the matter, sweetheart," he chuckled. "The cat got your tongue?"
He took her hand then and closed it over his crotch. What she felt made her shiver. His cock felt huge! He held her hand against him and forced her to stroke his long thick column of male-flesh.
"Let's get this thing out," he grunted, unzipping his fly and again guiding her hand over his dick.
"My God, you're big!" she breathed.
He rose up then and pulled her mouth against his prick. "It'll get even bigger when you suck it."
Like a mindless machine, she took his prick into her mouth and began sucking. She curled her tongue over his massively thick shaft. She used her lips and tongue to push back his foreskin and moaned when his silken cock-knob surged into her mouth.
"Oh, baby, you've got a real future at Kramer's," he said as she eagerly pumped her mouth up and down on his rock-hard dick.
When Ellen heard footsteps outside the room, she started to pull her mouth off his cock. .
"Don't worry about that," he said. "It's just the cleaning people. Keep sucking, honey."
She needed no persuasion. She even lifted his balls out of his fly and fondled them as she sucked his cock into her cheek.
"Hey, you really dig this, don't you, blondie?" he snickered as she licked hungrily around the base of his dick and over his wrinkled ball-bag. She nodded her head and continued sucking.
She squeezed his dick root until he grimaced. "Hey, easy, baby," he said. "You don't want to damage the merchandise."
Then he forced her lips off his cock and helped her up. "I'm sorry," she murmured, unable to meet his gaze. "I guess I got carried away."
"Don't apologize," he said. "Don't ever apologize for loving to give head. It's terrific. You'll go far with your talents." Then he crouched down and slowly lifted her skirt to her waist.
"Beautiful," he said, caressing her thighs. "Not too many girls wear stockings and a garter belt," he mused. "Most of them wear those fucking pantyhose. How come a little farm-girl like you knows what men like?"
"How did you know I was raised on a farm?" she smiled, pleased that he'd noticed her garter belt. She'd once read in a magazine that men hated pantyhose and she'd thrown all hers out and bought these instead. Her mother had questioned her, but she'd told her she'd bought them for a friend.
Now she felt her knees buckle as he moved his hands firmly up and down her legs.
"I know all about you," he said, blowing his warm breath over her crotch. "I've been aware of you right along. I just had some unfinished business to take care of."
"But I thought you and Stella were, you know... "
"That's enough talk, honey," he said. He pushed her mouth back down to his dick, obviously unhappy with the turn the conversation had taken.
She cupped his balls with one hand and steadied herself with the other by holding onto his ass. She bobbed her head up and down, her pussy wet and horny. Then he pushed her away again and helped her to rise up.
"Let me have a taste of these," he said, unbuttoning her sweater and pulling her tits out of her tiny half-bra. "Fuck, you're gorgeous," he smirked as he began licking her titflesh.
He sucked her boobies until she gasped and then he released them.
"Let's get over here," he said, leading her over to a broken desk chair in the corner. "Sit down and spread 'em. I'm gonna suck you a little before we fuck."
She sat down and pulled her knees back to her tits. He pushed her feet apart and pressed his face against her humid crotch. He slid her panties off her ass and she raised her legs so he could slip them off her feet. She knew if her mother could see her now she'd faint, but she didn't care. She was young, another generation, and her mother was an old lady of forty-five. Even though she was still gorgeous with a great body like Ellen's.
Now she pulled her legs back to her tits and moaned as he wedged his face back inside her crotch. "Oh, baby, baby, baby," he whispered as he hungrily licked her overheated cunt. "Do you like this?" he said, stabbing his tongue around the slippery folds of her gash.
"Do you like when I love you like this?"
"Oh, yes!" she gasped, squeezing her own tits and writhing her ass on the old leather chair. "I think I'm going to come," she moaned.
"Come on, baby, come!" he hissed, poking his tongue into her fuck-hole and licking her clit.
He moved his hands up to her bouncing tits and squeezed brutally as she climaxed. She came and came and came as his insistent tongue drilled in and out of her cunthole and caressed her love-button.
"Now we fuck!" he growled, releasing her and pulling her out of the chair. "Get over here," he said, pointing at a worktable on the other side of the room.
She followed him to the table and let him push her down so that her arms rested on the table-top and her ass stuck up in the air. He stood behind her and pushed her skirt up to her waist.
"Hold it up," he said, kneading her assflesh and moving one hand around to play with her tits. He knelt down and licked her ass. He swirled his tongue over her jiggling velvety asscheeks and let his tongue-tip stray over her asscrease. Then he chuckled and pried her asscheeks apart, sliding his tongue over her tight pink asshole.
"You ever get it in here?" he hissed as he continued teasing her bung with his tongue-tip.
"Oh, no!" she gasped, craning her neck to watch him.
Her long sun-streaked hair hung over one shoulder as she gazed at him. Now he lapped the flat of his tongue up and down her asscrack and she tensed up when he tried to drill it inside her shitter.
"Then you're not a woman yet," he said, moving down to her pussy and licking up the cunt-cream clinging to her pussy-pulp.
Her heart pounded as she lay her cheek down on her arm. She so wanted his approval! "I didn't say I'd never do it," she moaned.
He held her hips as he devoured her snatch. "That's the girl," he said as he squeezed her thighs and tongued her twat.
Suddenly he rose up and turned her over, plastering his mouth over hers as she lay back on the table. She tasted her own cuntjuice as he slithered his tongue between her lips. He deliberately spit his saliva into her mouth and let his prick press into her belly as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
He pulled her to the edge of the table. He draped her legs over his shoulders as he fit his cock into the socket of her cunt. She leaned on her elbows and watched as his cockhead disappeared inside her gash.
"Gorgeous snatch," he said, rubbing his massive cockhead up and down her slit. "But I want your other hole, baby."
"Oh, I don't know," she moaned.
Then he pulled his cockhead out of her slit. "Well, I do!" he said, his voice suddenly cold and gruff. He stroked his massive cockshaft, shaking off the drop of fluid which brimmed in his piss-slit.
One hand on each thigh, he pushed her ass up and exposed her tiny shitter. She knew then what he was going to do and terror gripped her.
"No, please, don't!" she begged.
"Fuck you!" he said, stabbing two fingers into her shitter.
"Please," she sobbed, struggling to get out of his grasp. "You're so big! You'll hurt me!"
"Listen, baby, I've been nice long enough," he said. "From now on we do what I want!"
She knew then what Stella had hinted at. Tony was ruthless. His eyes looked cold as he forced her ass up. "Don't struggle," he said.
"You'll only get hurt."
"Okay," she moaned. "I'll cooperate."
Ellen felt dizzy and weak as he turned her around. Once again her ass stuck up in the air. But even though fear gripped her, a kind of crazy excitement filled her too. She knew it was wild, even perverse, but being taken like this was terribly thrilling.
"I'm gonna plug your sweet little asshole," he muttered as he tried to stuff his cockhead into her bung.
"Oh, my God!" she shrieked.
"Okay, okay," he said, lubricating his pole with her cunt-cream.
When his fuckpole was soaked, he moved it back inside her asscrease. She winced when he pushed his huge knob against her shitter. He forced her asshole open until the tight little ring stopped resisting.
When he lurched forward and pushed half his massive shaft into her bung, she cried out. t The pain was so horrendous it took her breath away and she screamed.
"Shut up!" he hissed, thrusting the rest of his huge dick into her bowels. "Do you want someone to hear?"
He pulled out and for a moment the pain dissipated, but then he pushed in again and filled her tortured shit-chute with his stiff dick. His big jism-filled balls lodged inside her puffy cuntlips, slapping her pussy with every thrust of his slick cock.
She tried to escape the brutal attack, but there was no way. He had her pinned to the table and struggling only made him angry.
She turned to face him, her features contorted with pain, but he only curled his lips in contempt. "Come on, move your ass!" he hissed. "Fuck back!"
Ellen knew she better do as he asked, but the searing pain in her asshole made it difficult. Every movement of her body made the pain more excruciating .
She tried to close her asshole so he'd be forced to pull his cock out, but to no avail. He only plowed deeper inside her bung and stretched her tiny hole more cruelly.
And then suddenly it stopped hurting. Suddenly his massive fuck-stick was sliding effortlessly in and out of her bung and she loved it!
"Now you're cookin'," he chuckled.
She rammed her ass back to meet his thrusts. She began coming then, with an intensity that took her breath away. She cried out, making sounds deep in her throat as his prick rammed deeper and deeper into her depths.
Now her shitter clasped his dick and caressed it. Her asshole sucked his prick inside her and clamped down on his dick-root. "You love it, don't you, baby?" he growled. "You love gettin' it in the old backdoor, don't you? Don't you?"
"Yes, I love it!" she yelled. "I love it!"
Orgasm after orgasm raced through her pussy as she took his cock all the way inside her bung. She thrust her ass back at him, hungry for more spearing inside her butt-hole.
He gripped her hips as he pistoned his prick in and out of her now-grasping asshole. Then he came, roaring as he filled her shit-chute with thick wads of spunk, only pulling out when his balls were drained.
CHAPTER THREE
By Saturday night and her date with Ted, Ellen was horny again. Then went out to dinner and a movie and she was disappointed when he drove her back to her aunt and uncle's house before midnight.
"Aren't you even going to kiss me goodnight?" she said, when he reached over and opened the door.
"Sure," he grinned, pulling her against him and planting his lips on her mouth for a brief moment.
"I mean really kiss me," she said impatiently, wrapping her arms around his neck and sliding her tongue into his mouth.
"Jesus, Ellen!" he hissed when he finally broke the kiss. "If you don't watch out I'll lose control of myself!"
"I wish you would," she teased, running her fingers over his thigh.
He pushed her hand away, taking her by surprise with his forcefulness.
"Cut that out!" he said, opening the car door and climbing out.
He came around to the other side and helped her out. Then he walked her to the door and again kissed her lightly on the cheek. "You don't understand something," he said, caressing her hair.
"I guess I don't," she sighed.
"It's because I like you so much that I don't want to go too fast,' he said. "It's not that I don't want to."
"But I want you to," she said.
"Then I'll have to put the brakes on for both of us, El." He tangled his fingers in her hair. "You're the kind of girl a guy wants to marry, not just fool around with."
"Who says you can't do both?" she giggled.
"I do," he said solemnly. "See you Monday at the store."
After he left, she ran upstairs and masturbated for an hour. When she'd relieved her horniness, she thought about Ted and wondered if he might possibly be homosexual. Then she decided she was being silly. He'd become too turned on when she'd frenched him. And she'd felt his prick for one brief second and it had been hard.
He's just an old-fashioned guy, she thought to herself as she curled up, already half-asleep. But if he knew the real me he might not put me on such a pedestal. .
The following Monday she went to work excited by the prospect of seeing Tony Simpson again. She was busy all morning because there was a sale on ties, and it was almost noon before she had a chance to catch her breath.
"Did you have a good time down in the stockroom?" Stella cracked as the two girls stood at the cash register.
Ellen blushed. "We only counted inventory," she said quietly.
Stella laughed out loud. "Oh, sure, kiddo. sure! Remember, I'm the girl who wrote the book on Tony Simpson! Well, that's okay. Now we have a lot in common." She winked, nodding toward Ted who was gazing at Ellen from across the aisle. His eyes looked soulful and even Ellen had to giggle. "Lover-boy over there really has it bad," Stella said. "If he knew about you and Tony he'd shit in his pants."
"Oh, Stella," Ellen said, but the brunette cut her off.
"I'm just teasing, honey. It's no skin off my ass if you fuck Tony. If it wasn't you it'd be some other dolly. Are you still living with some relatives?" she said, abruptly changing the subject.
"Yes, with my aunt and uncle."
"You interested in sharing an apartment with me?"
"I'd love it," Ellen said. "But I couldn't afford it yet. Maybe in a year or two."
"A year or two," Stella smiled. "In a year or two I might be in Hong Kong. Listen, honey, you've got to start living for now, not tomorrow. It just happens I'm losing a roommate to holy matrimony and I could use some help with the rent. So if you're interested I'd love to have you."
Ellen gazed at the other girl, her mind racing. Stella was older, at least twenty-five, and she'd been around. Ellen liked her, but Stella was a little coarse so now she hesitated. Much as she'd love her own place she decided it might be better to wait until she'd saved some money and met someone closer to her own age.
Now Stella grabbed her arm. "Listen, kid, think about it. Meanwhile go put lover-boy over there out of his misery. He looks like he's gonna cream his jeans any minute."
Later in the afternoon, Ted asked her what she and Stella had been gabbing about. "I don't think you ought to get too friendly with her," he said as they walked down to the employees locker-room. "She's got a lousy reputation."
"Oh, Ted, don't be so square," Ellen giggled. "No one talks about things like reputations anymore. You sound like some kind of pre-historic man with all your moralizing," she said, as they arrived at their section.
She reached into her locker for her coat. God, she felt horny! It was getting harder and harder to satisfy herself with her fingers. She needed fucking badly and she knew she couldn't depend on getting it from Tony Simpson.
"It may sound like moralizing to you, but I know what I'm talking about," Ted said, helping her with her coat.
Suddenly Ellen had an idea. "Listen, I think I broke my heel," she said, holding onto his arm. "I can't walk this way. Let's see if we can fix it."
She steered him down the hall to the employees cafeteria. She knew it was deserted this time of day and she'd formulated a plan in her mind. She'd seduce Ted, that's what she'd do! If he lost respect for her, so be it. Meanwhile he was the only guy around and she needed fucking badly.
She limped to the cafeteria and sank down into a chair. She removed her shoe and when Ted wasn't looking pulled the heel against the leg of the table. She loosened it just enough and then she handed the damaged shoe to Ted.
"See?" she cooed.
"You really did it, didn't you? Wait, let me get a knife."
Rising up, he went to the silver wear tray and returned with a knife. He fiddled around with the shoe, using the knife like a hammer, and soon it was once again secured.
"Here you go," he said proudly.
"Oh, Ted, you fixed it!" she squealed. Now what'll I do? she thought. "I'm pretty handy," he said.
She slipped the shoe on and rose up, sliding her coat off her arms. "It's warm in here, isn't it?" she said, deliberately rubbing up against his arm.
"Jesus, El, what're you doing?"
"Ted, I want you!" she hissed.
"I thought we had all that straightened out," he said.
"I never agreed to anything," she said. "You turn me on so," she sighed. "Anyway, I'd never marry anyone without fucking him first."
"You wouldn't?"
"Of course not. Sex is too important to take that kind of chance. What happens if two people get married and find out they aren't sexually compatible? I mean, it's the most important part of marriage!"
"You've got something there," he admitted, biting his lip. "So," she dimpled, "let's see if we're compatible."
"But we don't have anyplace to go," he said. "I live with my folks and you live with your aunt and uncle."
"What about here?" she giggled.
"Here?"
"Sure," she drawled, running her hands over his chest. "There's no one around. And," she continued, rubbing her tits against his chest, "there's all these tables and everything... "
"I don't know," he said, his cheeks flushed. "I don't feel right about this."
She pouted and settled into a chair. "Well, you can leave if you want to, but I'm staying." She licked her lips and deliberately gazed at his crotch. His cock was visibly stiff and pressing against his fly. "And I think your dick wants to stay too," she giggled.
She rose up then and ran her hand up and down his crotch. "Mmmm, feels nice," she purred.
"Jesus, Ellen!" he hissed, but his prick pulsated and she knew she'd have her way.
She flung herself against him then, wrapping her arms around his neck and running little kisses over his lips and cheeks and neck. "It's the only way to tell if we're compatible," she whispered. "It's not wrong, it's smart to fuck now."
"I don't think you should talk that way," he said, his cock pressing against her belly. "You never talked that way before you got friendly with Stella."
He kissed her then, a deep open-mouthed kiss, and his dick stabbed against her. She moved one leg and allowed his cock to rub her inner thigh, and wondered if he'd let her suck his prong.
She drove her tongue into his mouth while she reached down and opened his fly. He groaned, but moved his legs apart and allowed her to bring his cock out.
She felt the rise and fall of his chest as he clutched her. She bent down and unbuttoned his shirt, running little kisses over his tiny nipples.
She urged him to sit down in a straight-backed chair and then knelt in front of him. She pressed her tits against his legs and shoved her face against his belly.
She opened his belt and ran the tip of her tongue over his navel and teased the top of his crotch-bush. He clamped his fingers around her head as she lapped wetly down to his crotch.
She curled her fingers around his prick and ran her tongue along the length of his shaft. He humped his ass off the chair as she took his balls out and sucked one into her mouth.
He caressed her hair and neck and ears and cheeks. She sucked his other ball into her mouth and squeezed the base of his dick. She felt his cockhead swell up, taut and shiny and brimming cock-cream.
"Oh, baby," he breathed, his fingers twisting her sun-streaked hair. "You keep this up and I won't be able to control myself."
She pulled her mouth off his nuts. "You mean you'll come in my mouth?"
"Yeah, honey."
"I want you to, Ted!" she hissed. "Honest. I'd love it!"
"But you wanted to fuck," he groaned.
"Let's just go with the flow," she whispered, sticking her tongue out and lapping up the drop of spunk dripping out of his piss-slit.
Now she closed her lips around his cock-knob. She continued playing with his nuts as she clamped her mouth down over the flared rim of his big bulb. She slid her moist lips down his stiff column of flesh and felt his cockhead fill her mouth.
Her pussy creamed as she bobbed her head, taking more and more of his fuckpole into her lips. She squeezed the base of his prick and caressed his balls. She opened her jaws wide and $lid the ring of her lips down to the base of his dick. She almost gagged as she sank her nose into his balls, but released his cock in time and gluttonously sucked his knob.
Then she spit his cock out and gazed up at him. She panted for breath and her eyes sparkled. He grabbed her hair and kissed her lips.
"I want you to fuck me," she gasped.
"Sure, honey."
"I want your cock inside me," she continued as he rose up out of the chair. "I want you deep inside me, Ted!"
He held his pants up around his waist, a look of confusion on his face. "I don't know how we're gonna do this, honey," he said.
"Sit down!" She pushed him down again and pulled his pants down to his knees. Then she straddled him, before remembering she still wore her panties. "I've gotta get these off!" she hissed as she stepped out of her bikinis and settled back over his lap.
She grasped his fuckpole in one hand and steadied herself by leaning on his shoulder. Then she brought his prick-knob against her pussyhole and pushed down. She drove the soft moist tissues of her pussy over his rod and in a moment his cock was deep inside her gash.
She used her feet for leverage and moved up, holding only his cockhead inside her cunt. Then she sank down again, their crotch hairs meeting and his shaft rasping against her clit.
"Oh, Ted, isn't this wonderful?" she gasped, pushing her tits against his chest.
She kissed his ear as she bounced up and down on his rod. "Play with my tits," she moaned, and he unbuttoned her blouse and reached inside for her boobs. She impatiently reached back and unhooked her bra, flicking it off her shoulders and shoving one big tit against his mouth.
"Suck it, Ted, oh, God, suck it!" she moaned.
He held her steady with one hand on her back. Then he cupped one tit and sucked her nipple into his mouth. She felt her pussy spasm then and slowed her movements. She wanted it to last and was afraid if she came she'd bring him off with her.
His cock slid in and out of her twat and she almost fainted with lust. He started pumping his dick now, moving up and down on the chair and filling her with his fuck-stick. He continued sucking her tits and she could no longer control herself. She came then, her cunt clutching his prick as she convulsed in an orgasm.
And he came too. He hunched up and made a strange croaking sound as his prick exploded and sent a gob of jism into her seething hole.
When her orgasm had tapered off, she stopped rocking up and down on his pole. They kissed then, gently, as lovers do after they've come together.
"Are you satisfied now?" Ted said, running his lips over her cheeks. "Are we compatible?"
"Oh, yes!" she breathed.
"Maybe we better go now," he said. "Before the cleaning people come in."
"Just a few more minutes," she sighed, relishing the feel of his jism engulfing her pussy and dripping down to drench his crotch.
Then she had a sudden urge to suck his cock again. She slipped her pussy off his fuck-tube and crouched between his legs. She took his soft shaft in her hand and began to suck it into her mouth.
"What are you doing?" he hissed. "Let me suck it," she pleaded. "It's all dirty!" he said.
"I don't care," she moaned. "I want to suck it. Please, Ted."
"Well, okay, if you insist, but I think it's crazy," he said.
Relaxing again, he leaned back in the chair and let her suck his entire limp prick into her mouth. She trembled as her nose pressed against his pungent-smelling cock-bush. His entire crotch was damp with a combination of cuntjuice and cock-cream. She moved her head up and down as she sucked his prong and licked him clean.
"Just like a cat," he groaned as his cock began to stiffen.
"Are you going to give me milk?" she giggled.
"Christ, maybe," he said.
She twisted her mouth as she bobbed up and down on his prick. She was determined to get a load down her throat. She sucked gluttonously on his pole and felt her pussy churn when his cock throbbed.
Ted was a better lover than she'd anticipated and her excitement mounted as she felt his balls fill with spunk. She moved one hand down to her cunt and rubbed her clit as she sucked his dong.
"I'm gonna come, honey," he gasped.
And with a soft cry he filled her mouth and throat with a hot load of fuck-honey. As the white cream touched her tongue, her pussy exploded in a lovely orgasm. She slid two fingers into her cunthole and brought herself off again. A torrent of cuntjuice seeped out of her gash as she shuddered through a bone-rattling climax.
When she opened her eyes, Ted was still shooting off in her mouth. She continued working her lips up and down on his cockshaft. And it was then that she fell a tiny bit in love with him.
CHAPTER FOUR
Ellen decided to move in with Stella. When she told Ted of her decision, he objected. "Why won't you marry me?" he said one day as they lunched together in the company cafeteria.
"I'm not ready yet," she said, biting down on her ham on rye. "Then why not stay with your aunt and uncle until you are?"
"Cause I want to see what it's like to be on my own," she said.
He swallowed the last of his hamburger and gazed at her. "I'm tired of sharing you with other guys," he said.
"I never told you I'd go steady with you."
"But you intimated if we got on well you'd consider settling down."
"Consider," she said, her pussy creaming as she stared at Tony Simpson who was sitting down to lunch with Stella.
Ted turned to gaze at Tony and Stella and smirked. "I think you're hot for that slob, Simpson."
"Tony's not a slob," she said, sipping her coke, aware that her nipples were stiffening.
"You can defend him if you want, but the guy's a prick and everyone knows it but you."
"You're just jealous, Ted Webster," she said. "And I'm getting tired of it!"
They finished their lunch in silence. "Okay," Ted said quietly as they walked back to work. "Go ahead and move in with Stella. See if I care. There are other fish in the sea around here. Plenty of them." He nodded toward a new girl who'd just started selling men's shirts. Her name was Penny Baker and she was a cute redhead. She smiled at Ted now and Ellen felt a stab of jealousy.
"You do what you want," Ellen said, slipping behind the counter. "We're both free agents."
"You betcha!" Ted hissed. "Both of us!"
They were cool to each other after that, and Ellen ignored him as best she could. The following day she began bringing her things over to Stella's.
"Tony really likes you," Stella said as the two girls made room in the closet for Ellen's clothes.
"But everyone knows he's crazy about you," Ellen said, her heart pounding. She was mesmerized by Tony Simpson and the mere mention of his name made her pussy throb.
"Sit down and let's talk," Stella said. "I'll get a couple of beers."
Ellen sank down onto the bed and waited for Stella to return. She didn't want any trouble with Stella about Tony so she decided to play it cool.
"Here's to the future," Stella said as she handed Ellen a cold can of beer. "Down the hatch."
Ellen accepted the beer and drank down half of it. "Honest," she said to the brunette as Stella sank down next to her on the bed. "I like Tony, but there's nothing between us."
Stella moved closer to the blonde and planted her lips on Ellen's. "Okay, if you say so."
She stayed close to Ellen and the younger woman finally picked her head up. "Well, back to work," she said, a strange feeling in her cunt.
"Don't get up yet," Stella said, toying with Ellen's hair. "Let's really get to know each other. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
"No, I don't," Ellen whispered.
Stella ran her fingers over Ellen's cheek. "I want us to make love," she said. "Don't look so shocked," she giggled at Ellen's startled expression. "Don't tell me you've never made it with a woman?"
"Well, I haven't," Ellen said.
"Oh, yes, I almost forgot," Stella smiled. "You're a small town gal."
She turned to face the blonde and flicked her finger over Ellen's lips. "I thought you were wising up," she said, moving closer to Ellen and rubbing her tits against Ellen's shoulder. "I thought you were becoming a woman of the world. But you're still a kid."
"I'm no kid," Ellen said thickly, her body filled with strange cravings she didn't understand.
"Then prove it," Stella drawled.
She sat up on the bed then and brought her lips back down over Ellen's mouth. It started as a light kiss, but within a moment it became a hot wet embrace.
Jesus Christ! Ellen thought as her body responded to the other woman's touch. I'll never get to heaven now!
Stella slid her tongue over Ellen's lips and then darted it into her mouth. Ellen closed her arms around Stella's neck as Stella stabbed her tongue in and out of her lips. Finally Ellen curled her own tongue around the blonde's as they rolled around the bed.
Both girls moaned as their breathing became ragged. Stella landed on top, her tits pressing into Ellen's. Four nipples met and burned into each other. Ellen forgot it was a woman she was with and that society said it was wrong. All she cared about were the lovely sensations in her pussy and tits. When Stella finally broke the kiss, both their cheeks were flushed and their eyes sparkled with lust. Stella ran her fingers through Ellen's long blonde hair and grinned. "We're going to have a lovely time, honey," she said. "Just lovely."
Now Stella moved down on Ellen's body and buried her face against Ellen's crotch. She rubbed her hand over Ellen's denim covered pussy and giggled. "You're wet," she said simply, running her hands up to Ellen's tits and playing with her nipples through the thin material of her blouse.
Ellen had a sudden picture of Ted's face if he could see her now and she giggled out loud.
"Is there some joke I'm not aware of?" Stella smiled as she bit down hard on Ellen's stiff nipple.
"Ouch!" Ellen shrieked. "I'm not laughing at you," she said. "I'm thinking about Ted."
Stella stared at her with serious eyes. "Would you rather be doing this with him?" she said.
"Oh, no," Ellen said. "I was just thinking how shocked he'd be." She lowered her eyes demurely. "He still thinks I'm kind of pure."
"Yeah," Stella laughed. "As pure as driven slush!"
Stella moved her knee against Ellen's crotch and dry-humped the blonde. Ellen felt the pressure of the older woman's leg and trembled at the sensations in her gash. Crawling up to Ellen's cleavage, Stella began unbuttoning her blouse. She continued rubbing her knee over Ellen's pussy and in a minute Ellen's blouse was open and Stella closed her hands over Ellen's jiggling tits.
Ellen hunched up so Stella could slip the blouse off her arms. Then she lay back down and let the older woman run tiny kisses over her bra-encased boobs.
"Let's get this thing off," Stella said, pulling the bra straps off Ellen's shoulders. "I don't know why you wear this thing anyway, with your tits. I haven't worn a bra in years."
She cupped both Ellen's jugs and kneaded the lovely globes of flesh. She used her thumbs on Ellen's nipples and the blonde tangled her fingers in Stella's hair.
"You're grooving on this, aren't you?" Stella said through a mouthful of titflesh.
"It's wonderful," Ellen gasped.
"You ain't seen nothin' yet," Stella whispered.
She flicked her fingers over Ellen's saliva-soaked nipples and squeezed her boobs. Ellen moaned as Stella ran her tongue-tip over one throbbing tit.
Stella's long dark hair tickled Ellen's belly. Ellen's body glistened with sweat. Her pussy was soaked and her tits were on fire. Stella flicked her tongue over Ellen's tits and tenderly nibbled her puckered tips.
Ellen humped her ass up off the bed. God, she needed something in her cunt!
Stella finally got the message because she pulled her mouth off Ellen's tits and unhooked her jeans. "You need a little attention down here, don't you, honey?" she smiled, unzipping Ellen's jeans and drawing them off her hips.
She tugged the jeans off Ellen's feet and then hooked her thumbs onto the waistband of Ellen's panties. "Soon," Stella whispered. "Soon."
Ellen moaned as the older woman slipped her panties off her legs and began kissing her belly. Stella's hand slid up and down Ellen's thighs as she moved her mouth closer and closer to Ellen's snatch.
She inhaled deeply as she moved her nose over Ellen's twat. "You smell delicious," she hissed.
"Please," Ellen said. "Oh, please!"
"Please, what?" Stella teased.
"Please... you know... "
"Say it!" she snapped.
"Please, suck me!" Ellen sobbed.
"That's better," Stella said, placing her hands on Ellen's inner thighs and lowering her face to Ellen's twat. "What a gash," she said, her mouth a fraction of an inch away from Ellen's pussy.
When she suddenly rose up and began stripping, Ellen groaned with disappointment. But when she saw Stella's naked body she smiled.
"You're beautiful," she said, as the brunette once again crouched down between her thighs.
"We're a lot alike," she said, spreading Ellen's hairy outer cuntlips and exposing her swollen clit. "We've both got big jugs and hot pussies."
She tossed her hair over one shoulder and lowered her mouth to Ellen's succulent cunt. "Mmmmmmm," she groaned as she sank her lips down over Ellen's slime-covered cunt-tissues.
Ellen brought her knees up to her tits and squirmed her ass on the mattress. "Oh, my God, you're going to make me come!" she cried.
"Isn't that the idea?" Stella giggled, swirling her tongue around Ellen's snatch and flicking it over the blonde's clit.
Ellen gyrated her ass, twisting and turning under Stella's searching lips and tongue. She felt her pussy quiver as the exquisite sensations of a climax shook her senses.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" she wailed, as she convulsed with ecstasy. "Don't stop!"
Stella continued licking her cunt and fingering her asshole. She licked her clit again and again, now sliding two fingers into Ellen's gash.
She corkscrewed her fingers in and out of Ellen's slit while she tongued her clit. Then she I finally stopped sucking and smiled down at Ellen. Her lips and cheeks were slick with Ellen's juices and her eyes smoldered. "It's traditional for you to return the compliment," she said. "Oh, yes!" Ellen gasped.
The two women changed places on the bed. Stella stretched out on her back. Her pear-shaped tits wobbled around on her chest. Ellen gazed at her tits. Stella's nipples were beige and the largest Ellen had ever seen.
Now the older woman began squeezing her tits while she opened and closed her legs. She deliberately exposed her curly dark muff with its juicy-looking purplish cunt-tissues.
As she stared at Stella's cunt, Ellen had a wild urge to suck the older woman's pussy. Until now she hadn't thought about the possibility of licking Stella's cunt. She'd only thought about how good the brunette's mouth had felt on her own overheated snatch. But now when she was faced with it, she was eager to get her mouth on Stella's gash.
"Start up here," Stella said, cupping her tits and pointing them in Ellen's direction.
Ellen pushed Stella's thighs wide apart and hovered over her. She lowered her mouth to Stella's big tits and began running her lips and tongue over her silken-skinned globes. Once again a flutter invaded Ellen's cunt as she ran her tongue over Stella's nipples.
She sucked first one and then the other nipple into her mouth. She curled her tongue around one as she gazed at Stella's face. The brunette's eyes were closed and she had a look of pure peace on her face.
Ellen licked her tits slowly and hungrily, kneading and squeezing as she licked and sucked the delicious jugs.
"Touch my pussy," Stella moaned. "And keep sucking my tits."
Her mouth attached to one of Stella's tits, Ellen moved a hand down to her cunt and began caressing her slippery cunt-pulp.
"That's right, right there!" Stella gasped. "My clit! Rub my clit!"
Stella raised her knees and humped her ass. Ellen's fingers roamed over her torrid gash until she found her clit. She flicked the little nub back and forth, her mouth still licking Stella's jugs.
"Now lick it," Stella said.
Ellen released her tits and slid down her body until her face hovered over Stella's snatch. Her heart pounding, the blonde extended her tongue and lapped it over Stella's stiffened love-button.
Stella grabbed Ellen's hair and pulled hard as Ellen began licking her cunt. Stella rested her feet on Ellen's back as Ellen tongue-lashed her fuck-hole.
"That's good, honey, you're doing real good," Stella moaned. "I'm gonna come soon. Don't stop. Keep sucking."
Ellen slithered her tongue into Stella's cunt-hole, her thumb on the older women's clit. Stella's body heaved up, but Ellen held her down and continued tongue-fucking her gash.
After a few minutes her tongue became tired and she substituted two fingers while she closed her teeth over Stella's clit. The brunette's pussy gushed cuntjuice and Ellen hungrily drank it down. She was surprised at how delicious it tasted. Sweet and delicate, and not at all what she'd expected.
Her own pussy churned as she sucked Stella's snatch. She realized then that she wanted a cock inside her. A thick stiff prick filling her pussy-pocket.
She deliberately whipped Stella's slick cunt. She closed her teeth over the brunette's clit and bit down gently. Stella came then, her back arching up from the bed as she shrieked.
"No more," she begged after a few minutes. "I can't take anymore."
Ellen moved up next to her and the two women embraced. "You did pretty good for your first time," Stella giggled. "It'll be even better next time."
Ellen's heart stopped. Suddenly Stella was between her legs again, her mouth pressed against Ellen's pussy. Oh, my God Ellen thought. She thinks I'm going to do this again!
The sun-streaked blonde cupped her tits and thrashed her head on the pillow as Stella's tongue swabbed her passion-button. She came a second later when Stella shoved a finger up her asshole.
"Next time I'll use a dildo on you too," Stella murmured as she licked Ellen's gash from clit to asshole. She stiffened her tongue and stuffed it inside Ellen's pussy-pot. Ellen thrashed her legs and convulsed in another orgasm. She seized her tits and squeezed as the older woman tongue-fucked her fuzz covered gash.
Later, when they lay back resting, Stella looked at Ellen with a strange little smile on her face. "I think you're worried about something," she said.
Ellen blushed and turned away. "You must be a mind-reader."
"No, honey," Stella smiled. "I've just got a few years on you. Tell Stella what's bothering you."
"You said something before," Ellen began. "You said something about using a dildo next time... "
"And you thought that meant I was expecting an all-out les affair with you, didn't you?"
"Well, yes, as a matter of fact, I did," Ellen whispered.
Stella jumped up from the bed then and opened a dresser drawer. She returned with a handful of black and white photographs of naked men.
"See these, honey?" she giggled. "Cocks! Big ones, small ones, long, short, black, white and yellow. I love 'em all! So don't you worry your pretty head about old Stella. I'm no les. I just love it all, baby. I love it all!"
Soon dozens of photos were spread out over the bed and the two women exploded with laughter. "Hey, this one looks kind of interesting," Ellen giggled. "How about an introduction?"
CHAPTER FIVE
Ellen settled in with Stella and loved her new freedom. Her aunt and uncle cautioned her against getting wild, as they put it, but she assured them she could take care of herself.
She loved the apartment and Stella introduced her to a lot of men. "That's so you keep your hands off Tony," Stella had laughed.
One afternoon there was a menswear department meeting. As usual Tony presided, using one of the large conference rooms. He gave them the routine pep talk about rising sales and competition. Then he announced promotions and Ellen was startled to hear she'd been promoted to assistant manager. She wondered where that left Stella, but when she glanced at the older woman she realized Stella was in on something.
"And Stella has been promoted to department manager," Tony said.
There was a buzz of voices then as everyone wondered where Tony was going. "Quiet," Tony chuckled. "I'm not going anywhere. But the top brass decided I was ready for the big time and I'll be moving upstairs." He grinned then, a lazy, sexy grin. "You're looking at the new vice-president of marketing," he smiled.
Everyone congratulated him, but Ellen sat in the corner and said nothing. "Isn't that great?" Stella said, grabbing her arm. "Aren't you excited?"
"Oh, yes, sure I'm excited," she said, but in her heart she wasn't. She knew that with Tony upstairs she'd be seeing less and less of him. And although she hated to admit it, no one she'd fucked lately had satisfied her the way Tony had.
For some reason she didn't understand, Tony hardly ever came to the apartment. Stella almost always went to his place. Of course it made sense in a way. Stella had a room�mate and Tony lived alone. Still, Ellen was disappointed.
The meeting began breaking up soon afterward. Tony asked half a dozen people to stay on. "I'm gonna open the bar," he'd whispered in Ellen's ear. "Don't go yet, toots!"
Of course Ellen stayed. And Tony opened the bar. He poured generous drinks of scotch and she and Stella settled back against one of the sofas.
After the usual round of toasts, the others drifted out, leaving Ellen alone with Stella and Tony. She looked around, glancing from one to the other and started to rise up.
"Well, I guess I'd better be going," she said, but Stella held her arm.
"Don't go yet," she smiled. "Let's just the three of us have a drink together."
Ellen sank back down on the sofa. She accepted another drink, even though she knew she'd already had enough. She was flattered to be included in Stella and Tony's inner circle. She sipped the drink, trying to ignore the fact that the room was reeling.
"I think our girl here has had a little too much to drink," Tony smiled, sitting down next to Ellen.
"She can handle it," Stella said, cuddling closer to the young salesgirl. "Here's to our new assistant manager," she giggled. "Long may she assist!' Ellen gulped down the rest of the drink. It had suddenly grown warm in the room and she removed her suit jacket and tossed it across a chair.
"And long may you manage," she smiled at the brunette.
"Let's just fill those glasses again," Tony said, pouring scotch into both their glasses.
When his arm brushed against Ellen's tits, she shot him a glance. But he seemed unaware of the caress. Stella was licking the rim of her glass and Tony urged another drink upon Ellen.
"That's the girl," he said, slipping an arm around her shoulder.
He pulled her close and kissed her full on the lips. Ellen stiffened, wondering about Stella's reaction. But she forgot all about the brunette when Tony's hand went to her tits. The moment he began rubbing her boobs she stopped thinking about the consequences and melted against him.
He drilled his tongue in and out of her lips while Stella caressed her thighs. She trembled at the feel of her room-mate's hand as Tony squeezed her tits harder and she moaned softly. At one point she tried to escape his probing tongue, but to no avail. He held her tightly against his hungry lips and expertly frenched her.
Suddenly the young blonde found herself stretched out on her back with Tony and Stella hovering over her. Tony crouched between her thighs and Stella knelt on the floor. They both caressed her tits now. Stella sucked her nipple through the material of her blouse and Tony released her other boob and caressed her belly and thighs. .
"Get her skirt up," Stella muttered, and Tony slowly pushed her skirt up to her waist.
"What are you doing?" Ellen protested, but she was too dizzy to do more than lay there and let them have their way.
In a moment Tony's hands were on her nylon-covered hips and he was caressing her pussy. Stella leaned over and tongued her mouth while she squeezed and pinched her tits. Tony spread her legs wide apart as he fondled her nylon-covered crotch.
"Sweet pussy," Tony murmured as he slid his hand inside the waist-band of her panties.
In a moment his fingers were tangled in Ellen's cunt-muff.
"Young gash!" Tony hissed as he searched for and found her stiffened clit. He rubbed the turgid button. He gnarled together three fingers of his free hand and drilled them into her cunthole. He sawed them in and out and for a brief moment Ellen thought he had shoved his cock inside her.
Now Stella began unbuttoning her blouse. She gazed into Ellen's eyes as she exposed her bra-covered tits.
"This is wrong," Ellen said feebly.
Stella snorted. "Bullshit," she giggled. "It feels good, doesn't it?"
Tony's fingers slid in and out of her seething cunt and Ellen nodded her head. "Yes, it feels wonderful."
Now Stella pushed her shoulders up and slipped the blouse off her arms. Then she pushed her bra straps down and in a moment her big round tits bounced free of the restraining lace cups.
Stella shoved her face against Ellen's wobbling boobs. Ellen felt drugged as Stella ran tiny wet kisses over her overheated melons.
"You're really getting off, aren't you?" Tony smirked at Stella.
"What do you think?" Stella said as she sucked one of Ellen's beige nipples into her mouth.
Stella's long dark hair flew around and she made loud sucking noises on the blonde's silken flesh. Ellen felt her pussy spasm as she closed her fingers over Stella's head and pulled her mouth firmly against her.
Now Tony moved up and grabbed Ellen's free tit. He pinched and pulled the nipple, finally sucking it into his mouth. He continued finger-fucking Ellen's slit, stroking in and out slowly and sensuously.
She jerked her hips and ass, rising and falling on the sofa cushion like a ship at sea. Tony pulled her panties off her feet now and moved his fingers over her pussy-gulch.
Stella sucked one tit and then the other, her face flushed and her eyes glazed. Tony ran his lips up and down Ellen's inner thighs and kissed and licked her belly.
Ellen moaned continuously now, squirming her ass and grinding down into the sofa. Tony petted her cunt-fluff and flicked her clit. He moved one hand over her ass and teased her asscrease. And then he finally placed his lips on her pussy.
Ellen shrieked at the feel of Tony's mouth on her snatch. He held her thighs apart and ran his tongue up and down her meaty gash. He licked every fold and crevice and up and down the hairy rim. He stabbed his tongue into her cunt-socket and suctioned her clit into his mouth.
Ellen went crazy then. She climaxed hard, inducing Stella to rise up and strip her blouse and panties off. Then Stella crouched down over the turned-on salesgirl and pushed her own tits against Ellen's face. Ellen opened her mouth and sucked in one of Stella's huge tits. Her skirt bunched up around the waist, the older woman frantically fingered her own cunt.
Tony continued stroking his tongue in and out of Ellen's hole. Then suddenly Tony's pants were down and Stella was pumping his prick in her hot hands.
They both released Ellen and the blonde sat up on the sofa and watched as Stella skinned back Tony's uncircumcised cockhead with her lips and sucked his cockhead into her mouth.
The horny brunette played with his balls while she bobbed her head up and down over the giant prick. Her silken hair tumbled around and Ellen fingered her own pussy while she watched the couple.
Stella knelt in front of Tony and sucked his prick. Suddenly Ellen rose up and moved to her side, closing her lips over one of Stella's pear-shaped tits.
And then Tony broke it up by pushing Stella down on the sofa and mounting her. Her eyes were half-shut and her lips contorted with lust. Her dark hair hung over one eye as he spread her cuntlips and worked his massive tool into her velvety cunt-socket.
Ellen furiously frigged her cunt as she watched Tony sink his rod deep inside Stella's fuck-tube. He stroked his massive fuckpole in and out of the brunette's gash while he chewed her tits.
Soon his balls boiled over and he growled as he dumped his steaming load into Stella's cunt.
When he recovered, he turned to Ellen, his lips curled into a snarl. "Play with yourself," he said. "Give us a show."
"Oh, God, I couldn't do that," she whispered.
He grabbed her arm and twisted it around. "Don't argue," he said, his voice quiet and deadly. "Do it."
Trembling, Ellen knew she had no choice. When Tony got this way, there was no arguing with him. She started to lay down on the sofa, but he stopped her. "On the floor, like the slut you are!" he hissed.
She lay back on the rug and spread her thighs. Tony lay stretched out on the sofa watching her while Stella sank down to the floor, her eyes wide and her own hands caressing her jism-filled cunt. Ellen began caressing her cunt. She gazed at Tony while she fondled the soft wet flesh of her snatch. She rubbed her stiffened clit and stabbed two fingers into her pussy-hole.
"Please," she pleaded to Tony. "Don't make me do this!"
Tony was pumping his limp prick now and glaring at her. "You stop and you'll be sorry," he threatened.
Ellen writhed her ass and moved her hips in a circular motion as she fingered her twat. Her nipples were stiff and throbbing and she wished Tony or Stella would suck them. But she was obviously on her own. She was the show, as Tony had snickered.
Her fingers were soaked with her cunt-slime. She rubbed the hood of her clit and closed her eyes as the exquisite sensations engulfed her.
Her tongue-tip darted over her lip's as she worked on her pussy. She tossed her head from side to side, her fingers digging into her twat. She squirmed her ass and cried out as she rubbed her clit.
"Get a finger up your asshole," Tony said. "Loosen it up because I'm gonna fuck you there," he snickered.
Rocking back and forth on the floor, Ellen moved a hand to her ass-crack and stabbed a finger inside her bung. She fingered her cunt-hole with one hand and her asshole with the other. Her body was aflame now and she no longer cared that she was being observed by Tony and Stella for their pleasure. Her own pleasure was too intense.
She stroked faster and deeper in both hot holes and felt a climax begin in her pussy. She thrust her hips up and writhed frantically as her fingers plunged in and out of her holes.
When her body stopped shaking, the turned-on blonde lay back on the floor with a soft moan. Waves of ecstasy washed over her body, but her eyes shot open when she felt two strong hands picking her up in the air and moving her over to the sofa.
Tony lay her down on the cushion, moving her to the edge with her ass hanging over. She craned her neck and watched him as he knelt on his knees behind her.
He squeezed her ass while he pumped his meat. She noticed that his prick was almost entirely hard again and she trembled with anticipation. She knew there would be pain from the initial penetration, but she didn't care. She knew from experience the pleasure would be worth it.
"Look at this ass," he said to Stella.
The brunette said nothing, but curled up on the floor and watched as Tony sank his cock deep inside Ellen's cunt.
"That's for starters," he said, pistoning his prick in and out of the hot blonde's gash.
Ellen moaned as his dick filled her twat. She held her asscheeks apart and groaned each time his fuckpole cascaded into her fuck-chute. Her big tits pressed against the sofa, the rough fabric of the cushions caressing her nipples.
Tony gripped her hips, digging his fingers into her white flesh as he filled her seething hole with his massive prong. "You ready to take it up your little chocolate highway?" he snickered.
"Oh, yes!" Ellen cried.
"Hey, Stella, watch this, honey," Tony said as he withdrew his prick from Ellen's cunt and rubbed it up and down the horny salesgirl's ass-crack.
He pressed his cockhead against her asshole. He reached down and stuffed two fingers into her tiny puckered ring of muscle. He moved his digits around to loosen up her bunghole.
"Stick your cock in there, honey," Stella said as she frantically fingered her cunt. "Give it to her, baby. God, this is a turn-on!"
Tony held one of Ellen's asscheeks and nudged her shitter with his cock-knob. "Here I go, baby," he said to Stella. "Watch me hit pay dirt."
And then he pushed in. Ellen caught her breath as his enormous dick slid inside her butt-hole. Her buttery depths sucked him in and she almost lost consciousness. Harsh guttural sounds came out of her throat as he pulled out and then plunged back in again.
He grabbed her tits and squeezed hard as he found a rhythm and began fucking her shitter. Each time he pulled out, he left his cockhead inside. Ellen's asshole clamped down t]n the flared rim of his knob and she felt every ridge and vein on his cock shaft.
"Honey, do me now, huh?" Stella said, moving up behind him and pressing her tits against his back.
"I'm almost there," he panted.
"Please!"
"Oh, shit, well, if you really want it," he said, pulling his cock out of Ellen's shitter.
Ellen said nothing. She knew it wouldn't do any good. Besides, she didn't mind. It would be exciting to watch him fuck Stella's asshole.
Stella took her place now on the sofa. Ellen crouched on the floor and watched as Tony moved in behind her and pumped his prick until it was iron-hard.
"Here it is," he grunted, rubbing his huge tool up and down Stella's asscrease.
Stella pulled her asscheeks apart and exposed her tiny bung. Tony lodged his cockhead against the tiny hole and Ellen watched mesmerized. She'd never seen anything like it in her life. How in the world would that huge thing get inside Stella's asshole? But she knew it would. It had gotten into hers and hers was no bigger than Stella's.
And then his prick was inside Stella's shitter. The brunette's hair hung down her back and her body grew rigid as Tony began pounding her asshole with his massive boner.
She shoved her face into the cushion and shrieked as Tony moved a hand around to her cunt. Ellen realized he was rubbing Stella's clit while he fucked her bung because Stella's entire body shivered and exploded in an orgasm.
She shoved her ass back at his thrusting tool. She reached back and tried to grab his balls, but he slapped her hand away. Tony was panting for breath now and Ellen knew he'd be coming soon.
Suddenly the door opened and one of the cleaning women poked her head inside. "Oh, I'm sorry, Missus," she said. "I be back later."
At that exact moment Tony's cock exploded and filled Stella's butt with thick hot jism. He continued pistoning his prick in and out of the brunette's ass. Finally, when he was spent, he glanced at Ellen and winked. "You should have asked the broad in," he smirked. "I could use fresh gash."
CHAPTER SIX
"What's going on over there?" Ellen said, gazing over at the next counter as she rang up a sale.
"You mean you haven't heard?" Stella said.
"Heard what?"
"Our dear little Penny has become engaged to your old boyfriend."
"Ted and Penny?" Ellen blinked.
"Yeah, I thought you knew they were going together."
Ellen's heart pounded. She'd heard that Ted and Penny were dating, but she had no idea it was this serious.
"Hey, I'm sorry, honey," Stella said. "I didn't know you still cared about him."
Ellen turned away defiantly and busied herself fixing stock. "I don't," she snapped. "I don't give a damn about that jerk."
But she did. And she knew she hadn't fooled Stella. For weeks she'd tried to tell herself she didn't care about Ted, but in her heart she knew she was in love with him. All along she'd thought they'd end up together. She never considered Penny serious competition. The redhead was cute and had big tits, but was known for her stupidity.
Now she gazed across the aisle out of the corner of her eye and watched Penny showing off her engagement ring. Screw them! she thought. There're other fish in the sea.
Suddenly a shadow fell over the counter, and she looked up to see Clyde Brewer. "I'm still waiting," he smiled. He smelled of the same expensive after-shave that she remembered, and Ellen found herself forgetting about Penny and Ted.
She glanced up now, her eyes narrowing and her mind racing. His presence seemed to fill the store and a thrill ran down her spine. Now here's a man who could take her mind off her troubles. "What are you waiting for?" she said demurely.
"Still playing the innocent, huh?" he chuckled. He leaned across the counter and pinched her cheek. "I'm waiting to get into your pants."
Startled by his bluntness, she giggled. "You certainly don't beat around the bush," she said.
"Never did," he said gruffly. "When I see what I want, I take it."
He stared at her cleavage until she blushed. "When do you get off?" he said.
"Five o'clock."
"That's three hours from now," he said, glancing at his watch. "Too long."
"But I can't leave until then," she said, feeling herself grow warm under his gaze.
"Trevor Lawrence is a good friend of mine," he said. "I'm gonna pull some strings. See you in a while, gorgeous."
He walked toward the elevator then, and Ellen saw the bulge in his crotch. When the elevator doors closed, her pussy moistened and she wondered what he meant about pulling strings.
She found out within five minutes. The telephone rang and Trevor Lawrence's secretary, Ruth, was on the line. "He wants to see you," Ruth said. "Pronto."
When Ellen hung up the receiver, she told Stella about the call.
"Get your ass up there quick," Stella said. "You know you're gonna get laid, don't you?"
Ellen blushed, glancing over at Penny who was still showing off her engagement ring. "I honestly hope so," she said gravely and both girls burst out laughing.
Ellen fluffed up her hair on the way upstairs and when she walked into the personnel manager's office her tits were throbbing.
"They're waiting for you," Ruth said sarcastically as Ellen pranced past her.
"Hello, Ellen," Mr. Lawrence said, rising up and walking toward her. His eyes swept from her tits to her ass and back again.
Against the wall, seated on the sofa, was Clyde Brewer. He was sipping some sort of liquid and now he raised his glass and smiled. "Didn't I tell you I'd pull strings?" he said.
"Sit down, Ellen," Mr. Lawrence said. "Scotch okay?"
"Oh, yes, anything," Ellen said, sitting down on the sofa next to Brewer. She trembled as she gazed at his crotch. The big bulge she'd noticed before had grown and was pressing against his fly.
He grabbed her hand and her tits bulged out of her low-necked blouse. Mr. Lawrence handed her a glass, licking his lips when he noticed her boobs straining against the flimsy material of her blouse.
He sat down on a nearby lounge chair and sipped his drink. "Mr. Brewer is a big stockholder of Kramer's," he said with raised eyebrows.
"What he's trying to say," Brewer snickered, "is that you're supposed to be nice to me."
Both men chuckled then and Ellen sipped her scotch. She needed the booze to relax her. She had thought there would be some fooling around, but it hadn't occurred to her that Trevor Lawrence would stay. She had assumed that Clyde Brewer had asked to use his office and that after a few minutes of amenities Trevor would leave.
Suddenly Mr. Lawrence was sitting on her other side on the sofa and both men were pressing up against her. One of them took her drink from her and the other grabbed her hand and moved it over his crotch.
"Mr. Lawrence," she cooed. "Oh, my!"
"Call me Trevor," he said, closing his fingers over one of her big tits. "Shit, Trev," Clyde said. "I always did like your taste in broads."
"I'm leaving now," Ruth called out through the door. "You said I could leave early today."
"Goodnight, Ruthie," Mr. Lawrence said.
Then he turned his attention to Ellen. "I've missed you," he murmured, nibbling at her ear. "I've never forgotten that wonderful afternoon in here."
She squeezed her thighs together and rubbed her hand up and down his prick. Now Clyde squeezed her tits and chuckled. "How about a little head, beautiful?"
She looked at Mr. Lawrence for approval. "Go ahead, my dear," he said. "I'd like to watch you.", Clyde rose up and in a moment his pants were down around his ankles. His prick stood straight up, pressing against his shorts. "I've got a nice big lollipop for you," he said, slipping his shorts down and moving in front of her. _ His cock was in front of her mouth now and she inhaled his aroma. She met his gaze and smiled sultrily. Let Ted marry that dummy, she thought. Who needs him!
Then she grabbed Clyde's dick and pumped her fingers up and down a few times. His cock was thick and not too long, but long enough. He gripped her head as she moved his cockskin up and down with one hand and held his balls with the other.
She wondered if he'd want to shoot off in her mouth. She wouldn't mind that a bit. She loved getting her tonsils creamed. In fact she loved all the attention she was getting. Fucking two men at the same time was going to be just lovely.
She ran her tongue over Clyde's cockhead while Trevor unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off her shoulders. He sank down on the sofa and sucked one throbbing nipple into his mouth without removing her bra.
He sucked her tits right through her bra and then he grabbed the flimsy lace and yanked it off. She shivered at the feel of his mouth on her boobs and closed her lips around Clyde's prick.
She lapped her tongue hungrily over his thick rod while Trevor tongue-whipped her tits. She sucked half of Clyde's cockshaft into her throat and felt his pre-come jizz gush into her mouth.
When the room began going around in circles, she realized she'd been drugged. Her tongue felt thick and furry and her pussy hornier than ever. She tried to speak, but nothing came out.
Suddenly they began pulling her clothes off. One of them tore her skirt off and the other her panties. They lay her down on the thick rug and hovered over her.
"What a hot bitch," one of them said.
"Yeah, let me stick this thing into her mouth."
One of them, she had no idea which one, filled her mouth with his fuck-stick. The other pushed her over on her side and ran his cock inside her asscrack.
Her lips closed gluttonously over the dick in her mouth. She curled her tongue around the cylinder of muscle while strong fingers squeezed her butt-cheeks.
"I've gotta have this broad sucking my ass," Clyde said.
"Go ahead," Trevor said. "This I've got to see."
Clyde stretched out naked on his belly on the rug and Ellen pressed her lips into his hairy asscrease. She felt light-headed and hot and slowly pried his asscheeks apart with both hands.
She crouched over him and ran her tongue over his asshole. His stocky body trembled as her tongue moved eagerly over the sensitive ring. She pressed down, trying to force the tip of her tongue inside his puckered hole.
"Fuck, look at her, will ya!" he growled as her tongue slithered inside his shitter.
She slid her tongue in and out of his buttery depths. His asshole tasted pungent, but not unpleasant. She reamed him out for several minutes until he finally forced her tongue-tip out of his bung.
Then Trevor lay down on his back and pulled her mouth over his prick. She sucked his dick into her throat and then released it, holding only his cock-knob inside her lips. Saliva drooled out of the corners of her mouth. She worked her tongue and teeth over his fuck-meat and licked up his spunk.
Suddenly both men moved her around. Now she found herself on her back with Clyde's lips on her gash and Trevor's prick sliding in and out of the ring of her lips.
Clyde licked up and down her velvety thighs and planted wet noisy kisses on her calves. He worked his way down to her feet and sucked her toes into his mouth.
"What a sweet little cunt," he said, moving his mouth back up to her gash and sinking his lips against her snatch.
He pushed her thighs apart and stretched her wet hairy cunt open. He licked up and down her crimson gash with long swipes of his tongue.
She was a mass of raw nerves and lust. Trevor drilled his prong in and out of her lips and Clyde sank his tongue in and out of her cunthole.
"Did you give her that stuff?" Trevor asked.
"Fucking right," Clyde chuckled. "It made a real pussy-cat out of her."
His tongue twirled and licked over every nook and cranny of her hair-rimmed slit. He dug his fingers into her ass and closed his lips over her pussy thicket. She thrashed her legs in the air as he licked around her hot cunny-slime.
There was nothing tender or gentle about his sucking. He went at her like a starving cat at a bowl of milk. He sucked on her clit and bit down on the nub, forcing a climax to erupt from her gash.
He moved up to her tits and licked lustily on her stiff nipples. He watched for a moment as she took Trevor's prick into her throat.
"Look at that mouth!" he said.
She eagerly sucked Trevor's dick. She licked up the drops of jism oozing out of his cockhead and held her mouth open to accept the thickness of his shaft. Her mouth was stuffed with his prick and she swirled her tongue around the underside of his knob.
Then once again she felt herself being moved around until her ass was in the air and Trevor's crotch was under her face. Clyde knelt behind her and pulled her asscheeks apart. She couldn't see him, but she suddenly knew what he was about to do.
She sank down and stuffed her mouth with Trevor's prick. Clyde placed his cockhead at the entrance to her asshole and pushed in.
He slapped her butt as he pressed forward and sank his cockhead inside the hot puckered ring of muscle. She felt the usual initial pain, but she didn't care. She knew the pleasure would be more than worth it.
She felt her asshole stretch open to accommodate his dick. Then her butthole closed tightly around the flared rim of his knob and she almost passed out from the sensations. Now that the thickest part of his cock was imbedded in her asshole, he pushed forward and sent the rest of his dick into her bowels.
She thrust her ass back to meet his cock. He clutched her hips and pushed his dick all the way inside her bung. Her tiny hole was completely stretched open and gave his cock-knob glorious stimulation. He lunged in and out now and battered her asshole as if it were a cunt.
It felt exquisite to the horny blonde. Her cheeks bulged with Trevor's prick and her asshole with Clyde's. Clyde slammed in and out of her shit-chute with a steady rhythm, grunting with every thrust.
Her pussy contorted with one orgasm after the other. Clyde slid his thick dong in and out of her writhing asshole as she sucked up Trevor's dick. Her jaws ached, but she didn't care. She wanted his spunk down her throat. She wanted to drown in it. She wanted it shooting into her mouth when Clyde shot off inside her asshole.
Her big tits bounced and jiggled as she sucked one dick and rammed her ass back at the other. Her body seethed with lust as Clyde filled her depths with his stiff prick.
She reached between her legs and rubbed her clit while Clyde sent his dick in and out of her ravaged shitter. She shivered and trembled, wriggling frantically against his rod.
Then Trevor came in her mouth. He groaned softly and filled her lips with his thick rubbery cream. He blasted jet after jet of bitter-sweet fuck-oil into her throat and she swallowed every drop before he pulled out of her mouth.
Now she was able to crane her neck and watch as Clyde fucked her shitter. His eyes glistened as he drilled his boner in and out of her shit-chute.
Then with a raucous growl he came, splitting her shitter in two with his dick. By the time he pulled out of her bung, Trever's cock was stiff again.
He pushed her onto her back as if she were a rag-doll. He mounted her and poked his cock-knob around the mushy tissues of her cunt. She arched her back and pushed forward to meet his thrust and in a moment his cock was all the way inside her fuck-tube.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his back. He grabbed her ass and squeezed as he pistoned his cock in and out of her gash. She tossed her head from side to side. Her long sun-streaked hair was soaked with perspiration and flew wildly over his face.
He rode her until she came. Her cunt clamped down on his dick-root and he came too. He filled her pussy with his load and quietly moved out of the saddle of her thighs.
Clyde took his place. He hovered over her, pumping his cock as he gazed at her. His cock was still only half hard, but she tried to grab it and stuff it into her twat.
"Will you look at this?" Clyde smirked.
Trevor moved around and watched as Ellen cupped her tits and squirmed her ass. She tried to fluff up her cunt-muff, but it was soaked with jism.
Trevor leaned over and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. Clyde snorted and pushed her thighs apart, stabbing his fuck-stick into her twat.
He stroked in and out of her pussy-pocket and then he came. After the first jet blasted into her cunt, he whipped his dick out and emptied his balls over her face.
"You like hot stuff on your face, here's some more!" he growled, directing a thick stream of piss over her face and hair and tits.
"More fucking," she wailed, opening her mouth and drinking down his urine. "I need more fucking!"
Clyde rose up and went to the door. "Hey, anybody out here want to get laid?" And the old cleaning man who'd been listening outside walked slowly into the room.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Ellen sat on the high stool in the stockroom, her dress up to her thighs. She crossed and uncrossed her legs, aware that one of the stockboys was trying to look up her skirt.
She loved teasing Jeff Tobin. He was only about sixteen or seventeen and was one of about a dozen high school kids who worked at Kramer's after school and on Saturdays. And it always turned her on to watch him trying to get a glimpse of her pussy. r "Something on your mind, Jeff?" she teased, opening her thighs just slightly to give him a glimpse of her nylon-covered crotch.
He licked his lips and continued breaking open boxes of ties. "I'm okay," he muttered, his eyes darting from her tits to her crotch.
"Am I bothering you sitting here this way?" she smiled. "I can leave if I'm bothering you."
"Naw, you're not bothering me," he said. Then a slow grin split his face. "You always give me a hard-on so there's nothin new about | that."
"I give you a what?" she giggled.
"Shit, Ellen, a guy's only human," he smirked.
She slipped off the stool and walked over to the teenage boy. She'd been hornier than ever lately and decided to tease the cute teenager. Pushing her tits against his arm, she pretended to be examining the new shipment of ties.
"Hmmmm, blue and green silk stripes," she murmured, pressing her tits against his back. "Very nice."
She wrapped her arms around Jeff's lean chest, shoving her crotch against his ass. Kids this age have such cute asses, she thought. So small and firm. Jeff stood perfectly still, his arms filled with boxes of ties. He turned his head to gaze at her. His face was flushed and his eyes sparkled.
"Why don't you show me your cock?" Ellen whispered, mashing her boobs into his back. "Are you kidding?" Jeff croaked.
"Would I kid about something that serious?" she giggled. . "'What if someone walks in?"
"Shove a chair against the door!" she hissed. "Besides, it's late. Everyone's gone home."
The horny blonde salesgirl knew what she was doing was crazy, but she didn't much care. She'd had half a dozen wild sessions with Trevor Lawrence and knew her job was safe. She had enough on him to fill a book and besides he liked her. Just yesterday he'd told her she gave the best head in the entire department store. Including the models from the designer's room, he'd said.
Now Jeff shoved a chair against the doorknob and tripped as he walked back into the middle of the room. Ellen sat perched up on the stool again, but now her skirt was bunched up around her waist. She spread her thighs wide and giggled at the expression on his face as she caressed her satiny inner thighs.
"Come on, Jeff," she purred. "Show me your cock."
He stood in front of her, his teenage crotch bulging with what appeared to be a nice-sized dick. "You really mean it, huh?" he said.
"I really mean it, Jeff," she smiled.
"Well, okay," he said, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his fly. "Here goes." He fished inside for his prick and brought it out into the open.
"You're good and hard," Ellen giggled, reaching for his bright pink fuck-stick. "Get your jeans out of the way."
Jeff stared at the floor, his shoulder length hair falling into his eyes as he dropped his jeans and shorts to his ankles. It had been a while since she'd seen a teenage prick. An adorable, innocent-looking boy-dong!
"Lovely," she cooed, curling her fingers around his rod and pumping his cockshaft.
She slipped off the stool and crouched down in front of him. "I just can't resist this delicious-looking thing," she said.
She deliberately teased him by opening her jaws wide. She pretended she was about to suck his dick into her mouth and then changed her mind. He gazed down at her with a combination of lust and fright in his eyes. His cockhead swelled as she squeezed the base of his dick.
Now her pussy was steaming and she stopped teasing him. She glanced around the stockroom, trying to find a place they could comfortably stretch out.
"Over there," she said finally, tugging at his sleeve and pulling him over to the corner. "Get up here and I'll bend down."
His jeans and shorts around his ankles, he followed her and climbed up on the table. She pulled his clothes off his feet and stood between his thighs. His cock pointed at her mouth and she salivated as she gazed at it.
"You're not to tell anyone about this, you hear?" she said, running her fingers over his thighs and ass.
"Shit, no, Ellen!"
"Well, okay, then," she whispered, extending her tongue and flicking it over his cock-knob.
She licked up the tiny drop of whitish spunk oozing out of his tiny piss-slit. She deliberately rolled it around her tongue as she gazed into the boy's eyes.
She swallowed it down and ran the full length of her tongue over his cockshaft. She darted it around his almost hairless balls and then returned it to his knob.
"Fuck my mouth!" she hissed, opening her lips and suctioning his cockhead inside.
"Oh, Jesus Christ!"
He began pumping his meat into her mouth. He started out slowly, not certain how much she could take. Then gradually, inch by inch, he slid half his teenage boner into her mouth.
She clamped her lips around his shaft. She lapped her tongue over the base of his dong as he slowly pulled out of her mouth. She squeezed his asscheeks and explored his asscrack as he pushed his prong back inside her mouth.
Her moist lips were stretched wide by his teenage dick. She teased his ball-bag with her finger-nails, and ran one finger up and down his asscrease.
He began fucking her face faster then. He tried pushing his entire stick into her mouth, but she stopped him. His prick was too big and she'd choke to death.
Still, it wasn't long before he stiffened and Ellen knew he'd soon blast off. And he did. He grunted low in his throat, his cock hitting her windpipe as he dropped his load.
She pulled back to avoid choking. She wanted his spunk hitting her face so she held his dick-base and directed the blast over her nose and cheeks and eyes. She smiled as she used his cockhead to massage the thick cream into her skin. I've become a jizz-happy slut! she thought.
The boy finally pulled his cock away from her grasp and stretched out on the table. Ellen licked up the jism clinging to her lips and gazed at the boy. She was sorry she hadn't brought herself off while she sucked him. It would have been easy enough to play with her cunt while he used her mouth like a pussy.
She rose up and leaned against the table, squeezing her thighs together. God, she was hot! If only she could have one tiny orgasm. But she knew Jeff would do her no good now. He had pulled his clothes back on and was desperately trying to avoid her eyes.
Her heart pounded as she thought about male-female relations. Men were so eager to please when they were hot and hard. Then when they'd had theirs, they became totally disinterested. Unless they loved a woman, of course. She thought about Ted then and Penny and a pang of sadness invaded her.
She returned to reality when she heard the knock on the door. "Who's that?" she hissed. "It's the young kid who comes in after school to help me," Jeff said. "Okay, let him in," she said.
Shit, she thought. Now I'll never get Jeff to help me get off.
When the boy walked into the room, Ellen was startled to see a kid of about twelve or thirteen. "He works here?" she said.
"Yeah," Jeff said. "His name is Brad."
"Hello, Brad," Ellen smiled, extending her hand.
He returned her handshake and looked away, a tiny smile playing around his lips as he snuck peaks at her tits.
"Cat got your tongue?" she teased.
"Naw," he muttered.
The fact that he was so young gave her courage. "Get your pants down, Brad," she said, moving in front of him and tugging at his belt buckle.
The boy looked startled until Jeff told him she meant it. "She'll suck your cock," Jeff chuckled.
"Honest?" Brad said. "Yeah, she loves it.' "He's right," Ellen smiled sinking to her knees in front of the boy. "I love it."
She helped him tug his jeans and shorts to his ankles and then wrapped her fingers around his cock. It was surprisingly large for a boy his age. It would be a good six inches when it was hard and it was half-hard already.
She. began pumping his dick. The boy groaned at the first touch of her fingers on his meat. She touched his cockhead and his tiny balls and inhaled his fragrance.
"Has anybody ever done this to you before?" she said.
"Only my sister," he said.
"How old is your sister?" she said, running her fingers up and down his quickly stiffening fuckpole.
"Fourteen," he said.
"And how old are you?" she said, squeezing down on his dick-root and watching his cock-knob expand.
"Thirteen," he croaked.
My God, I'll wind up in jail! she thought.
Jeff watched with fascinated eyes as she rubbed her finger over Brad's piss-slit and smeared the tiny drop of cream oozing out over his knob. She used her free hand to cup the boy's balls. They were filling with jism and were larger than she'd initially thought.
She had a sudden desire to suck his teenage nuts into her mouth. But she continued stroking his stick and cock-knob. The lewdness of what she was doing only served to turn her on as she lowered her mouth to his dick and began licking his meat.
"Oh, fuck!" the boy moaned as she vigorously licked his cockhead.
She released a flood of saliva and dribbled it over his balls. Then she sank down and took his entire prick into her mouth until his knob hit her tonsils.
She worked up more saliva and spit it over his cock and balls. She sucked wetly on Brad's meat, aware of Jeff's eyes on them. She formed her lips into a tight ring and clamped them over Brad's prong. She was careful not to hurt him with her teeth. She knew his .teenage dick was more delicate than a grown man's.
She held his tiny asscheeks as she slid her lips up and down his cockshaft. She pressed her face into his crotch and moved her head from side to side.
She licked the tiny stretch of skin on the underside of his cockshaft directly under his cockhead. The boy shivered and she thought he'd blast off, but he didn't.
"Get over here and rub my cunt!" she said to Jeff.
She released Brad's dick for a moment and slipped her panties off her feet. Then she crouched down again and Jeff moved in behind her. Her ass stuck out in the air and her skirt was bunched up around her waist. She knew she must make a lewd sight, but she didn't give a damn. She was having too much fun to care how she looked.
Jeff placed one hand on her ass and the other on her cunt. When he found her clit and began rubbing the overheated bean, she clamped her mouth back down over Brad's cock and came.
She shuddered and quaked as her pussy expelled a flood of cuntjuice. Spasms of pleasure rocked her senses and she greedily sucked Brad's dick back into the wet cave of her mouth.
She sucked hungrily on his dick and in a moment he filled her eager mouth with pungent boy-cream. She gobbled it up. She drank up every drop of his jizz and at the end slid a finger-tip inside his asshole.
The boy cried out then and tried to pull out of her grasp, but she held him tight and continued sucking his prick. When his balls were empty, she finally let him go.
A big grin split the boy's face as he pulled his jeans and shorts up.
"Can we do this again some time?" he said.
"You never can tell," Ellen smiled, wiping her lips with the back of her hand.
Then she realized that her ass was still exposed and she turned around to look into the eyes of another strange young boy. "And who is this?" she said, glancing around the room.
"He's my brother," Jeff said. "He sometimes helps out here too."
"And how old is he?" Ellen said. "He's eight and his name's Oscar."
She rose up from the floor and fluffed her hair. "I think Oscar better leave," she said. She moved over to the boy and ruffled his hair. "We've got work to do here today, honey. You go back home now, okay?"
The boy nodded solemnly and looked pleased at being released from his chores. When he was gone, she gazed at Jeff.
"Do you think you can get hard again?" she said. "Shit, Ellen, I'm already hard again."
"Wonderful!"
She sat down on a hard-backed chair then and opened her thighs wide. She hunched down on the seat and totally exposed her slime-coated cunt. She unbuttoned the top of her dress and pulled it off her shoulders. She unhooked her bra and let her tits spring free. She cupped her boobs and held them out to Brad.
"Here, you suck my tits!" she hissed. Then she turned to Jeff. "And you suck my cunt."
Both boys eagerly obeyed. Brad crouched down at her side and sucked one of her puckered nipples into his mouth. Jeff knelt in front of her and slowly moved his mouth over her pussy.
She squirmed her ass and grabbed his hair, forcing his mouth against her twat. "Suck it!" she hissed.
He licked her clit while he shoved two fingers into her cunthole. Brad sucked her tits until they ached and Jeff finger-fucked her snatch.
It felt good, but not good enough. She pushed them aside and rose up. Then she sank to her knees, her ass in the air and her head resting on the chair.
"Fuck me, Jeff!" she moaned. "I need a cock in me so badly!"
The boy said nothing, but she watched as he dropped his jeans and shorts and moved in behind her. "Not in my asshole," she moaned. "In my cunt."
He rubbed his fuckpole up and down her puffy cuntlips. He lubricated his cockhead and finally lodged it inside her pussy-hole.
Brad moved back to her side and hunched down to suck a mouthful of one tit into his teenage lips.
Then Jeff pushed forward and slid half his fuckpole into her hungry gash. She moaned with lust as he stuffed the rest of his rod into her snatch.
His balls tickled her ass and she squeezed her cunt-muscles around his prong. He began fucking her with long corkscrewing strokes of his fuck-stick, his shaft rasping against her clit.
"Put yours in my mouth!" she yelled to Brad. "Stick your cock in my mouth!"
The youngster unzipped his fly and whipped out his limp dick. In a moment she had her cunt filled with a stiff teenage prick and her mouth filled with another.
If you don't take life too seriously, she thought, a girl can have a real good time.
CHAPTER EIGHT
A month later Ellen found herself engaged to Clyde Brewer. She wasn't sure how it happened, but one evening he asked her to marry him and she accepted.
She didn't love him and had no intention of going through with the wedding, but she was having too much fun to tell Clyde that. And she was a tiny bit scared to tell him. He gave her a huge diamond engagement ring and rented a big apartment in an expensive building. Of course he was still married, but that didn't prevent him from making plans.
One evening after work Ellen and Stella were having a drink in Tony's office and Clyde walked in.
"Hi, toots," he said, walking to the bar and pouring himself a drink. "How's this sonofabitch treating you?"
He slapped Tony on the back and lit a cigar. Within a few minutes all four of them were drinking and talking like the good friends they'd become.
"When the four of us going to make it together?" Tony said.
"You always were shy," Stella giggled.
"It's a good idea," Clyde said, gulping down his drink. "How about now?"
"Oh, I don't know," Ellen said. A foursome appealed to her on one level, but she was getting a little tired of all the wild partying. "Maybe some other time," she said.
"I'd like to do it now," Stella said, rising up from her chair and cupping her tits.
"That's my girl," Tony said. "Let's go."
He pulled at Ellen's hand and she rose up knowing she had lost. Stella wrapped her arms around Clyde's neck and they walked into Tony's private bathroom.
Now Ellen was alone with Tony and he slipped his hands under her skirt and rubbed her velvety thighs. "I've been dying to dip my prick into your cunt," he said.
She pressed her lips against his and shoved her tits against his chest. "Me too," she said.
"You really gonna marry him?" Tony said.
"He's already got a wife," Ellen giggled. "Then what's with the ring?"
"I'll wear it a while and then give it back," she said. "Neither of us is really serious about getting married."
"I think Clyde is," he said.
Now Ellen's pussy was on fire. "I don't want to talk about it now," she whispered. "As long as you started this, you've got to finish it."
Tony pushed her sweater off her shoulders and grabbed her tits. They sank down on the sofa and he pushed her skirt up to her waist and grabbed her ass. She stopped breathing when he pulled the panties off her feet.
"What if Stella and Clyde come back?" she hissed.
"That's the idea, isn't it?" Tony said. "Get over here!"
He moved her over to a corner table and made her rest her face on the wood. Her naked ass stuck up in the air and Tony moved in behind her. He unzipped his fly and pulled out his massive dick. He rubbed it up and down her asscrease and around her moistened cunt-tissue.
"Not bad!" a deep voice grunted.
Ellen looked around and saw Clyde and Stella standing behind her staring at her cunt. Then she forgot about her audience as Tony drilled his prick into her pussy and began fucking her.
She humped back at Tony's prong. She spread her legs wide and purred like a kitten as Tony stabbed her with his giant cock.
"I'm gonna cream your ass," he grunted, stuffing two fingers into her grommet to loosen it up.
"Yes!" she moaned. "Fuck my ass!"
He fingered her bunghole for a few more moments and then moved his cockhead to the socket of her brownie. He lunged forward and plunged his dick all the way inside her stretched asshole. She gasped at the initial pain and her legs trembled, but she took it without a sound of protest.
"Suck my prick," Clyde said, pumping his cock and forcing it into Stella's mouth.
Ellen felt no jealousy. Tony was fucking her asshole and it felt too good for her to care what the other couple were doing. She rubbed her clit and watched as Clyde fucked his cock in and out of Stella's lips. His balls slapped Stella's chin and the brunette held his asscheeks.
Ellen had her first orgasm as she rammed her ass back at Tony's thrusting dick. And still he kept fucking her. He had incredible staying power and she envied Stella that.
She accepted his massive dick inside her asshole easily how and her muscles caressed him. Now he moved a hand to her cunt and fondled her clit while he plugged her shitter. Her pussy exploded in another orgasm when he shoved two fingers into her twat and frigged her pussy.
Her orgasm brought him off this time, and his dick slammed all the way inside her buttery depths as he came. The feel of his load blasting into her butt-hole was incredible. She kept fucking back at his dick again and again until his balls were empty, and then they both slumped down to the floor.
Ellen and Tony lay there panting for breath as they watched Clyde and Stella. Stella was devouring Clyde's dick. Her lips were stretched wide as they slid up and down his stiff column of muscle. She sucked gluttonously, her lips moist and pink with tiny drops of saliva dribbling out of the corners of her mouth.
Ellen rubbed her hot hairy pussy as Stella forced Clyde's dick out of her mouth. The lusty brunette pushed him down on his back on the rug and squatted over him.
She rubbed his cock-knob against her cunt and in a moment his prick disappeared inside her cunt-chute. Clyde grabbed her hanging tits and squeezed tight. Stella leaned over and dropped a crimson nipple into his mouth.
Now Ellen turned her attention back to Tony. She pulled his pants down and struggled to get them off his feet. She gripped his soft cockshaft with one hand and caressed his balls with the other.
He pushed her bra straps off her shoulders and squeezed her big tits while she squealed. He pinched and pulled her nipples and caressed her hair. She hunched down and pressed his limp dick against her face.
"Oh, yeah, baby!" Tony groaned, pushing against her and forcing his cock into her mouth.
She opened her jaws and accepted his pulsating prick. She used the tip of her tongue to tease his piss-slit. She bit down gently on his cockshaft and closed her lips around the flanged head of his dong.
She sucked hard then and felt his cock grow in her mouth. Her cheeks caved in as she took him in balls-deep. But then his cock began growing hard and big again and she could only accept half of it inside her mouth.
She closed both hands around his growing stem, savoring the taste and smell of her own cunt and ass on his prick. He straddled her then and shoved almost his entire prick into her throat.
"Go, baby, go!" he grunted. "Get it good and hard and I'll fuck you again. How'd you like a load of fuck-snot in your cunt this time?"
She nodded her head as she continued sucking his dick. Her lips slid up and down his rod as he slowly fucked her face. She snuggled against his bloating nuts and squeezed his asscheeks as she ate his meat.
She used one hand to squeeze his cock-root and the other to fondle his oversized balls. She lashed his rod with her tongue and drenched him with her saliva.
Since she'd come to work at Kramer's Ellen knew she had gained a reputation as a cock-crazy broad. She hadn't liked the term at first, but now she didn't care. Anyway it was true. She was a cock-crazy broad. She loved fucking and sucking and everything that went with it.
She almost hoped he'd come in her mouth. She loved the taste and feel of thick hot male-cream cascading over her lips and sliding down her throat.
She sucked and licked his cock. She caressed it with her throat muscles. The feel of his huge cockshaft pulsating against her tongue almost made her come.
She kept one hand on his stalk and moved the other around to his ass. She ran her fingers up and down his hairy asscrack. She released his rod and sucked and slobbered over his cock-knob. She savored the taste of his spunk continuously seeping out of his jizz-slit.
Suddenly Tony moved around and they were in the sixty-nine position. His mouth was over her cunt and she trembled when he opened her cuntlips and moved his tongue over her pussy.
He licked up and down from her clit to her asshole. She came when he flicked his tongue over her love-button. She sucked almost all of his boner into her throat as her pussy spasmed with ecstasy.
He sucked her slippery inner-petals and plunged his tongue into her gash. He licked around her asshole and forced his tongue-tip inside her puckered bung.
Then he began plunging his dick in and out of her mouth faster and deeper. At the same time he slithered his tongue inside her cunthole and then dropped his second load into her mouth.
She drank down his spunk as he dipped his tongue deep inside her clutching honey-pot.
He coiled his tongue around inside her overheated snatch. Torrents of jism poured down her throat and yet he continued pumping his prick in and out of her lips.
"What's going on here?" a voice said, and Ellen looked up into the eyes of Trevor Lawrence.
"Come on in, Trev," Tony said. "Join the party."
"You bet I will," Trevor chuckled, striding into the room and dropping his pants. "Do you people ever get any work done around here?"
"Fuck you," Tony said. "You wanna fuck or talk?"
"I think I'd like to fuck both these luscious girls."
"Go ahead," Clyde panted. "I'm worn out."
"Me too," Tony said. "I've blown my load twice already. They're all yours."
"Don't we have anything to say about it?" Stella said. "Yeah, what about what we want," Ellen said. "Shit, you broads can go on all night," Tony said.
Stella stretched out on the rug, her sweater unbuttoned and her tits bulging over her bra. Her skirt was bunched up around her waist and her pussy was completely exposed.
Ellen knew she looked just as wanton, but still she tried to cover herself up. Trevor noticed her modesty and chuckled. "That's really not necessary," he said, pulling her up from the floor and pinching her ass. "Who wants to go first?"
"Lick my pussy, Trev," Stella said. She thrashed her legs in the air and rubbed her cunt.
"Please!"
"Shit, why not?" Trevor said. "But get up here on the chair or I'll break my back."
Stella rose up from the floor and sank down on the leather arm-chair. She raised her legs in the air and Trevor crouched on his knees in front of her.
"Right here," Stella giggled, running a finger up the center of her mushy cunt-pulp.
She squirmed her ass on the leather and Ellen huddled on the floor and watched as Stella's slick cuntlips pouted open. Stella slipped a finger inside her crimson cunthole and moved it around.
"Shit, look at that wet hole," Tony said.
Trevor opened his lips and extended his tongue. He flicked it up and down Stella's seething hole and the brunette clamped her legs around his head.
"Gotcha!" she shrieked, locking his mouth against her pussy thicket.
Clyde had moved closer to Ellen and was absently rubbing her ass while they watched Trevor eat Stella's pussy. Stella crossed her ankles and played with her bouncing titties as the personnel manager licked up her frothy cunt juice.
She pumped her ass and ground her pussy against his sucking mouth. She braced herself on the arms of the chair and rammed back at his eager lips.
She loosened her grip on his head then and spread her thighs wide.
"There!" she moaned, pointing at her clit. "Tongue me there!"
She held her hairy cuntlips apart and Trevor directed his tongue at her erect little clit. Stella's boobs bounced over her chest and then Tony moved to her side and began kissing and licking her tits.
"That's my boy," Stella gurgled.
She pressed her cunt back at Trevor's sucking mouth and raised her arms to give Tony room to suck her tits. Ellen was terribly horny now and she turned to Clyde.
"How about it, big boy?" she said.
He closed her hand around his dick. It stood out hard and straight, his veins pulsating and his cock-knob leaking jizz. Ellen faced Stella and the others as she crouched in front of Clyde and curled her tongue around his cock.
She sucked his thick shaft with her lips and swirled her tongue over his knob. She covered his cockhead with her lips and nibbled with her teeth. She moved her fingers up and down his shaft while she sucked gluttonously on his cockhead.
Ellen trembled and turned her attention to Clyde. "Let's fuck," she said. "Sure thing, baby," he grunted, pulling her over him. She straddled his cock, one leg on either side of his hips. She held his dick and rose up, lowering herself slowly until his cockhead was lodged against the slick socket of her cunt.
She noticed then that the others were watching her and felt the unique thrill of having an audience. She shivered as her cunt closed wetly over Clyde's prick and then she sank down and swallowed up his entire dick with her snatch.
Clyde's prong slid up inside her tight hot gash, his meat filling her cunt-tunnel. He reached up and grabbed her tits while she slowly rose up and then sank down again.
She rocked her ass again and again as she swallowed up his rod. He held her butt and guided her as she fucked his cock. Her sun-streaked hair flew over her shoulders and she licked her lips as she pressed her clit against his cockshaft.
"You're in so deep," she moaned.
"Fuck, what a tight cunt!" he grunted.
Ellen bounced up and down on his upstanding prick, shrill cries of passion erupting from her lips. She jerked up and down in a frenzy of lust, her tits wobbling and her asscheeks jiggling.
Clyde worked his hips and ass as he filled her twat with his thick male-meat. "I'm gonna fuck you right into the ground!" he grunted.
Their crotches pounded together and Ellen's thigh muscles tensed as she felt her first orgasm grip her pussy. She arched her back and yelled as his big cock stabbed her again and again.
Suddenly Tony was in front of her and was stuffing his cock into her mouth. Then Trevor knelt down on the rug and sucked one of her tits into his lips.
When Ellen felt Stella's tongue lap over her asscheeks, she craned her neck and watched the brunette lick her crack. Clyde slammed his prick in and out of her juicy twat and Tony fucked her mouth. Trevor sucked her tits and Stella her assflesh. Her clit was pummeled by Clyde's upthrust dick and her juices flowed.
Clyde and Tony came at the same time, filling her cunt and mouth with fuck-cream. When she fell over onto the rug to rest, Stella sucked Trevor's prick into her mouth and frigged her own cunt.
I've got the best job in the world, Ellen thought as she curled into a ball and watched. Absolutely the best job in the world!
CHAPTER NINE
Ellen was relieved when Clyde asked her to return his engagement ring. He told her he and his wife were going to try and make a go of it, but she knew he was just getting bored. It was his pattern and she didn't much care. He was a good fuck, but there were plenty of guys around who were trying to make it with her.
There were a few attractive men working in the furniture department who'd been flirting with her and one day on her lunch hour she decided to pretend she was shopping for furniture.
"Anything special you like," the one named Dan said as they walked through the model rooms. His arm was draped over her shoulder as she pretended to examine the king-size bed with its zebra-striped spread.
"Everything looks so beautiful," she said. "Can I try the bed?"
"For sure," he said, and he joined her on the oversized bed.
"This is wild," she said, deliberately raising her arms, her tits bulging out of her sweater.
"What the fuck is going on here?" Bob said, a big grin splitting his face.
"Who asked you to join us?" Dan chuckled. "Close the door if you're going to crash."
Ellen cuddled against the massive velvet pillows and the three of them began flirting. "I really don't have much time," she said. "I'm on my lunch hour and I've got to be back soon!"
But she had every intention of being late. The two friends were devouring her with their eyes. And they had total privacy here in the model room.
Bob climbed onto the bed and pretended to tickle Ellen. "I've been wanting to get my hands on you for months," he said. "Where's your watchdog today?"
"My watch-dog?"
"Yeah, you know, Tony the phony and his side-kick, Clyde."
"I'm not exactly attached to them," she said. "Besides, Tony was my boss, but he's not anymore."
Now Dan lay on one side and Bob on the other and both men were toying with her hair. "You ever been the ham in the middle of two slices of rye?" Bob said.
"Are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?" she smiled, licking her lips as she glanced from one to the other.
"Do you really need furniture?" he said.
"One never knows what the future brings," she giggled.
"Fuck, I've got a hard-on that's killing me," Dan said.
"Think of it," she smiled. "You're not blaming me for it are you?"
"With those jugs, you bet your sweet ass I am," he said.
He leaned over and began unbuttoning her sweater. "Are they as sweet as they look?" he said.
He eased the sweater off her shoulders as she gazed from one to the other. "You're going to think I'm just terrible," she purred.
Now Bob unzipped her skirt and slid his hands over her belly. "We think you're just gorgeous," he murmured in her ear. "A real dish."
He pulled her skirt down her body and off her feet and she lay there wearing only a bra and bikinis. She squirmed her ass and raised her arms over her head. This was the craziest thing she'd ever done, but it was a real turn-on. She heard customers a few yards away and other salesmen walking by, but no one opened the door to the model room.
Now Dan ran his hand over the top of her bra. "I used to think these weren't for real," he said.
"Are you serious?" she said.
He cupped one tit and squeezed her nipple through the satin of her bra. "Shit, you never know. I once felt a girl up and wound up with a handful of foam rubber."
"Yeah," Bob chuckled. "That happened to me once too. Only mine had padded her ass."
Ellen felt her pussy churn and wished one of them would pull her panties off. She trembled when Dan unhooked her bra and pulled it off her arms.
"Yeah, man, what a pair," he said as her jiggling boobs escaped from their satin prison.
She ran her hand over his fly then. "Why don't you let this thing out?" she said. "I think it's crowded in there."
"You're too much," he snickered, unzipping his fly and pulling his cock out. "Here," he said, pointing it in her direction. "Take it."
She extended her tongue and deliberately licked her lips as she gazed at his prick. If a cock could be called clean-cut, Dan's was that. It was a nice all-American cock. About seven inches fully hard and nice and thick around. His cock-bush was light brown and not too thick. And his prick was pink. Dark pink.
She gyrated her ass, forcing her tits to jiggle. Her nipples were sticking out like two cherries, stiff and juicy-looking and crimson.
Now she turned to Bob, deliberately teasing Dan by not touching his dick. "And what about you?" she grinned. "Aren't you joining the party?"
"Shit, yeah, baby," he said, and in a moment he too pointed his cock in her direction.
She grabbed both of their dicks and moved her fingers up and down from cockhead to root. She caressed their cock-knobs and smeared their pre-come over their stalks.
"Oh, my God!" she giggled when a customer began opening the door.
"Come back later, lady," Dan said to the startled woman.
Both of them pulled their pants off now and then their shorts, while Ellen had a fit of giggles. "Did you see the look on her face?" she whispered. "How can you do this?"
"Don't worry," Dan said as he pumped his prick, squeezing down on his dick-root. "She'll think she dreamed it."
Now Bob pumped his dick and Ellen skinned her panties off her feet. "You've shown me yours so I'll show you mine," she said.
They grinned, their fingers flying up and down their rods. She opened her thighs and raised her knees to her tits. She held her cuntlips open and teased her pussy-pulp. She jiggled her tits from side to side as they beat their meat. She gazed from one to the other. Stiff cock. Stiff, throbbing, thick cock that would soon be stretching her cunthole and maybe her asshole. And her mouth. Yes, her mouth! God, how she loved to suck cock!
Suddenly Dan began kissing her tits. "Who says more than a mouthful is wasted?" he said as he sucked in a mouthful of tit and squeezed her other lush melon.
He stroked her thighs and belly and it wasn't long before he moved his lips from her tits to her navel and then to her inner thighs. She splayed her legs open when he slid his tongue around her pussy-pocket. She rolled her head from side to side when Bob took Dan's place at her tits.
Now she had one man sucking her pussy and the other sucking her jugs. God, it was good! Bob sucked her nipples and french-kissed her. He slithered his tongue into her ears and up and down her neck. He gave her a tongue-bath until every nerve-ending in her body tingled.
And her pussy! Dan's educated tongue was driving her wild. He tongued her cunthole and her clit. He licked up her cunt-slime and teased her cunt-muff. He nibbled on her bush, taking a few hairs between his teeth and pulling gently.
She shivered at the feel of their exotic love-making. Bob ran his tongue over her belly and tongued her navel. He bit down on her nipples and then whipped them with his tongue.
They moved her over on her side and now Bob moved in behind her. He examined her asscheeks and pried them open to gaze at her shitter. He lapped his tongue inside her ass-crack while Dan resumed licking her cunt.
Most of the men she'd fucked were intent on getting their cocks sucked. These men seemed to be more interested in sucking her cunt and butt and tits and making sure she was satisfied. She loved it, but hoped she'd get a chance to return the favor.
Now she whimpered as her first orgasm washed over her body. It was then that Bob tried to force his tongue-tip inside her bung.
"Oh, my God!" she moaned, when his tongue slid inside her hot hole.
At that exact moment Dan slid his tongue into her pussy-hole. "OH, GOD!" she wailed as she came again.
Her asshole clutched one tongue and her pussy the other. Spasm after spasm convulsed her snatch. She finally begged them to stop.
"I can't take any more," she said. "Please, let me suck you now or fuck me or something. I just can't take the intensity."
It was Bob who straddled her face. He squatted over her, his cock an inch from her mouth. "You say you wanna suck a dick," he smirked. "Suck it!"
She opened her mouth and he filled it with his cock. She swirled her tongue over his big knob and relished the feel of his cockshaft against the roof of her mouth.
She wondered what Dan was doing. It had been a few minutes since she'd been aware of his presence. Then he was suddenly back on the bed. He pushed her legs apart and climbed into the saddle of her thighs. He rammed his prick into her cunthole and fucked it in and out a few times before abruptly withdrawing it.
"I don't wanna come yet," he grunted, sitting to the side and playing with her tits.
She turned her attention back to Bob. She pumped his cockshaft while she sucked his mushroomy bulb. She played with his jism-filled balls and inhaled his male-fragrance.
"I'm gonna dump it down your throat," he finally grunted.
She continued sucking, eager to have his spunk in her mouth.
"She's having a ball," Dan said, finger-fucking her cunt.
"Cream," Bob groaned. "I'm gonna cream your windpipe!"
And he did. With a great lunge, he poured an explosion of jism into her throat. He gritted his teeth and grunted as he pistoned his dick in and out of the ring of her lips. She swallowed his load, licking up the few drops which escaped from the corners of her mouth.
When he moved to the side, Dan took his place and drilled his cock inside her teeth. Bob moved between her legs and mashed his limp cockhead against her pussy-pulp.
"We can mingle our juices," he chuckled, stabbing her cunt with his soft dick. "Then we'll be related."
"I can use a salesman out here," a stern voice said outside the door.
"I'll go," Bob whispered, reaching for his pants. "But I'll be back," he grinned.
He slipped into his clothes and quickly combed his hair before walking out on the floor. When he was gone, Ellen reached for Dan's dick.
"How about a tit-fuck?" he said. "You ever do that?"
"Sure," she said. "I love it."
He straddled her waist and moved his prick inside her cleavage. He pressed her jugs against his dong and began moving back and forth.
He lubricated the valley of her boobs with his fuck-cream and fucked her tits. Each time hi? prick rammed up, she tried to swipe her tongue over his cock-knob.
"Do you wanna take it in your mouth?" he hissed.
"Yes!" she cried.
"Here it is, sweetie," he said, and drilled his fuck-stick into her mouth.
He came after four strokes. He filled her lips with his bitter spunk and then collapsed to the side. By then Bob had returned and was slipping his clothes off.
"Damn old biddie," he muttered, climbing back onto the bed. "Just a fucking shopper. Goes from store to store cause she's got nothing better to do." Then he glanced at Ellen's tits. "I see you got a boobie-bath?" he chuckled.
"You could call it that," she giggled. She glanced at her watch then. "Hey, I better get back to work."
They both held her down then. "Not until you get me hard again," Bob said.
She turned over on her side and he moved in behind her. He lodged his soft prick inside her asscrease and held it there. He crossed one leg over her hip as he pressed his dick against her shitter. She felt him stiffen as he rubbed his cock up and down inside her asscrack.
Now Dan lay on his side in front of her pussy. He ran his fingers around her oiled-up cunt-muff. He flicked her nipples and slid two fingers up her twat.
Bob dry-humped her ass while Dan frigged her pussy. And she forgot about being late for lunch as Bob slid a finger inside her tight hot bung.
"You take it in here?" he said.
"Yes! I love it!"
"You're sure a dish," he chuckled, plunging his finger knuckle-deep into her shitter.
He continued fingering her asshole, jerking his digit around with every thrust while Dan locked his prick between her thighs. Ellen had a sudden desire to suck his prick and she urged him to move up so she could reach it.
"Anytime, pretty lady," he said, hunching up and dropping his half-hard dick into her mouth.
She closed her lips over his velvet-skinned cock-knob and purred. He slid under her body and now she found herself hovering over him as she sucked his dick. In this position her ass was stuck up in the air and Bob moved in behind her.
"What an ass!" he snickered, squeezing her asscheeks and mashing his dick against her thighs.
She realized then that she was going to get plugged by two pricks at the same time. One in the ass and one in the cunt. Dan moved around until his cock was under her pussy. She hunched down and squirmed, trying to stuff his cock into her cunt.
"Here, let me," he said, fisting his cock and ramming it up her snatch.
She sank down then, the feel of his prick in her cunthole filling her with exquisite sensations. Behind her, Bob moistened his cock with saliva and slid it up and down her ass-crease.
"Ready?" he said.
"Stick it in!" she squealed.
"Roger!"
He drilled two fingers into her bung to loosen her up. Then he pressed his cock-tip against her brownie and pushed forward. Her bung-hole opened up like a flower and sucked in his knob.
The feel of a dick in her pussy and another in her shitter almost made her faint. She cried out with lust as Bob pushed half his fuckpole into her butt-hole.
He grabbed her hips and began fucking her asshole while Dan moved his fuck-stick in and out of her gash. They soon found a common rhythm. When one pulled out, the other r pushed in. It was the most incredible fuck Ellen had ever experienced.
She pulled and tugged at her nipples as she came. The double penetration resulted in the most intense pleasure she'd ever had in her life.
She writhed around, forcing Dan's cockshaft to rub deliciously over her clit. "Come on, move that ass!" Bob growled as he pounded her shitter. "Jesus Christ, I'm gonna blast off soon!" Dan said. "Give it to me!" Ellen shrieked. "Give it to me!"
' Dan came first, filling her gash with his thick bubbly spunk. Bob continued splitting her asshole in two with his stroking prick. Again and again he scalded the walls of her shit-chute with his stiff dick. He sawed in and out of her butt-tube until she came again and then he dumped his load into her brownie.
When they fell apart on the bed, Ellen caught sight of herself in a mirror and blanched. She looked like a common slut lying there with two comparative strangers.
What's become of me? she thought as she gazed at her image. My God, what have I turned into!
CHAPTER TEN
Two weeks later Penny Baker left Kramer's and the gossip was that Ted broke up with her. Ellen felt a sigh of relief when she heard the news from Stella. She realized then how much she really cared for Ted and was determined to get him back again. "How about buying a girl a drink after work?" she said to him one afternoon during a lull in business.
"I didn't think you were interested in a staid guy like me," Ted said. "I thought you liked swingers like those two apes up in furniture and that big-shot Brewer."
"They're interesting people," she said, wondering how he found out about Bob and Dan. "But they're not stable enough for me. I've changed a lot in the past year."
"You'd have to prove it to me," he said, turning to take care of a customer. "What can I do for you, madam?" he said. Then he whispered to Ellen. "Meet me at the main entrance at five after five and we'll have that drink."
Ellen nodded happily and returned to work. She still had a chance with Ted. She could tell by the look in his eyes. Stella had thought right along that he'd only become involved with Penny because Ellen had given him a hard time. And now it looked like the brunette had been right.
Her mind was a whirl of excitement and the rest of the day went slowly. During her afternoon coffee break she told Stella all about it.
"I'm really tired of all the partying," Ellen said. "I think I'd like to settle down with a husband and maybe kids."
"I've always thought you two would wind up together," Stella said. "But are you sure you won't be bored after a while?"
"Why should I be bored?" Ellen said. "It's not that Ted isn't a good lover."
"I didn't say he wasn't," Stella said. "I'm only suggesting that you might not be able to settle down with only one guy." She put her hand over Ellen's and gazed into her eyes. "You know, I've been there" she said. "I know you, honey. You're a very hot little number. All I'm saying is, will you be able to fuck only one guy for the rest of your life? That's a long time, you know."
"You're right, but I'd rather not think about it. Sure, it may be boring, but there are other compensations. Like security and stability. And maybe once in a while, oh, I don't know, maybe once in a while if Ted's not around I can have a quickie with a magazine salesman."
They both laughed then and the tension disappeared. "Anyway," Ellen said. "We're getting ahead of ourselves, aren't we? Ted only agreed to buy me a drink. He hasn't asked me to marry him yet."
"Of course if he doesn't, you'll kill him," Stella giggled as they rose up.
For the remainder of the afternoon, Ellen thought about nothing else. By the time five o'clock came, her pussy was overheated and wet. She went into a cubicle in the ladies room and masturbated until she came. It wasn't the most intense climax, but it would have to hold her until later.
She wondered if Ted would fuck her tonight. She brushed her hair and adjusted her stockings before leaving the ladies room. She arrived at the main entrance at exactly five after five and in a moment Ted's car appeared.
She slipped into the seat next to him and he drove off. Ellen's heart pounded as she slid over close to him. "It's nice to be with you again, Ted," she said.
"Well, don't get any ideas," he said, draping his arm around her shoulder.
"Yes, Ted," she said, nestling her head against him. "Where are we going?"
"I thought we'd have a drink at my place," he said, clearing his throat.
"Your place?" she said, sitting up and wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Yeah, my place. Hey, be careful, El. I've gotta drive."
"You've got your own apartment?" she said, releasing him.
"I've had my own place for six months."
"Why, Ted, you've cut the apron strings!"
"I never said I wouldn't," he said, pulling into a parking lot. "This is the building. Let's go."
He braked the car and they walked into the building. When they reached the apartment, Ted proudly showed her around. "Two bedrooms," he said.
"Were you planning on living here with Penny?" she said.
"Briefly," he said, steering her into the living room. "Only when I thought you weren't interested."
"Oh, Ted, let's talk everything out," she said, sinking down on the sofa. "Let's have a few drinks and relax and get reacquainted."
"Exactly my thought," he smiled, walking over to the portable bar. "Scotch okay?"
"It's fine," she beamed.
He poured two drinks and removed his jacket and tie. He finally sat down, deliberately staying far away from her as they began to talk. He told her he understood now that he's always been too inhibited. He'd learned a lot from Penny, but he'd never really loved her.
"I haven't exactly been an angel," Ellen said after a while. "I'm not proud of everything I've done."
"The past is only an illusion," he said, putting down his glass and moving closer to her. He wrapped his arms around her then, and kissed her softly on the lips. "The present is all that matters, and the future. We both had a lot of growing up to do."
Ellen automatically reached down and began rubbing his crotch.
"You know I used to think you were too aggressive," Ted said.
"Does that mean you don't any more?"
"I still think you're aggressive," he grinned. "But now I like it."
"Well, if you really like it," she murmured, kissing his ear. "What I could use right now is a good hard fucking."
"That's my girl," he chuckled, rising up and taking her hand. "We've got bedrooms for that here. If you can stand fucking in a bed."
"Oh, Ted, I'd love it," she smiled, following him out of the living room. Her cunt would soon be stuffed with Ted's prick and her excitement mounted.
When they reached the larger of the two bedrooms, they quickly stripped. Ted was the first one naked, and he stretched out on the bed and waited for her.
She climbed into bed and he drew her lush body against him. She pressed her face against his chest and ran her fingers over his half-hard prick.
Her cunt tingled at the feel of his cock responding to her touch. Her pussy felt slick with juice as she gently caressed his dick. She'd learned a lot about turning a man on and knew that a gentle touch was sometimes needed.
"Oh, honey, I've missed you so much," he whispered.
"You're getting real hard, Teddy," she said.
"I wouldn't mind if you sucked it," he said.
"Oh, God, I'd love it!" she squealed.
She moved between his legs and positioned herself over his crotch. Her face was an inch away from his dick and balls and she could smell his maleness.
Using two fingers, she circled his dick-base and held his shaft in her hand. Her tits throbbed with excitement as she studied his cockhead. It had been so long since she'd seen his dick. It was bigger than she remembered, and thicker too. Whitish drops of fuck-fluid brimmed in his piss-slit. Her pussy lurched as she gazed at his boner.
Now she slithered her tongue around his cock-knob. Ted's eyes were closed and he had an expression of pure bliss on his face. She ran her tongue-tip up and down his shaft and pressed her face into his wiry cock-bush.
She worked her lips and tongue up and down the underside of his rod. She wet him down with her saliva. She sucked his balls into her mouth and inhaled his male-fragrance. She feasted on his dick and nuts and occasionally glanced up at his face.
He grabbed her head then and brushed her sun-streaked hair out of her eyes. She covered her teeth with her lips and slid her mouth halfway down his fuck-stick.
Hot flames of lust engulfed her snatch as she mouth-fucked his dong. She held his balls in both hands and slid her lips up and down his shaft.
Ted rocked his hips and groaned as he met her sucking mouth. She stopped moving and let him slide his big rod in and out of her lips. She decided to let him be the aggressor for a change, but continued caressing his nuts.
"Touch my asshole," he said.
She was thrilled at the request. It was obvious Ted had learned a lot since the last time they'd fucked. She reached under his ass and moved her fingers into his hairy asscrack. She felt around until she found his shitter and then pressed her index finger against it.
"Fuck, that's good!" he hissed as she teased his sensitive bung.
He thrust his dick more forcefully into the slippery ring of her lips. The horny blonde pushed her finger-tip inside his shitter as she sucked more and more of his dick into her mouth. He humped his ass and groaned as she pushed more of her finger into his butt-hole.
He panted as he drove his prong in and out of her eager lips. His entire body trembled with excitement and she knew that when they fucked it would be good.
She finger-fucked his hot asshole now while he drilled his tool in and out of her hungry mouth.
"Stop!" he shouted. "I don't wanna come yet!"
They changed places then and in a moment Ted's head was bobbing frantically between her thighs. She rested her feet on his shoulders as he stroked his hungry tongue in and out of her steaming gash.
"Oh, honey, that's wonderful!" she shrieked.
"I love you," he said, his voice muffled against her succulent gash.
"I love you too!" she moaned as he clamped his lips around her pussy.
He flicked his tongue around the soft slick folds of tissue. He speared her hot fuck-tunnel and ground his upper lip against her clit. He smacked his lips and sucked gluttonously, kneading her assflesh and digging his fingers into her asscrack.
At just the right moment he slid a finger into her butt-hole. He churned it around and then stuffed it in knuckle-deep as he worked his lips around her pussy-pulp.
She gasped for breath as he darted his tongue in and out of her hot box with swift thrusts. He sucked the tiny button of her clit and whipped it with his tongue.
"Fuck me, darling!" she wailed. "Please, Ted, fuck me!"
He reluctantly released her pussy and moved up over her body. He french-kissed her, sliding his tongue into her mouth. The taste and smell of her pussy lingered on her lips as she moved down and prepared to stick his cock into her cunt.
He pressed his cockhead against her gaping cunthole. In a moment, his cock was nestled inside the snug opening and he lowered his mouth to her tits.
"I've changed more than you know," he said as his prick stretched the mouth of her cunt.
His dick inched back, deep inside her snatch. He pulled out and then plunged in again, his balls slapping wetly against her ass. He rolled over then, and now she was on top. The sensations of having her pussy filled with stiff male-meat overwhelmed her senses.
"Don't you wanna know what I mean?" he panted, holding her asscheeks and directing her cunt over his prick.
"I can't think straight now," she gasped.
He speared her pussy with his boner and rolled over again. Now he hovered over her and pistoned his prick in and out of her twat. He leaned down and pressed his lips against her tits. He bit down hard on her nipples and sucked with a frenzy that surprised her.
"Oh, Ted, you're like an animal!" she shrieked.
They bounced up and down in unison. She squeezed his prick inside her pussy and held his ass. She felt her cunt-muscles bite down on his dick-root and suck the jism right out of his balls.
He sucked savagely on her tits as he shuddered and quaked. A raving torrent of come blasted into her snatch and she came with him.
He pounded her until she thought he would split her in two. Thick wads of spunk continued to splash into her depths as they rocked back and forth on the bed.
When they recovered their senses, she turned to him and sucked his limp cock into her mouth.
"Have you ever had a massage?" he said after a while.
"Not really."
"Would you like one?"
"Now?"
"Sure."
"I'd love it."
"Give me another minute to catch my breath."
She rose up and went to the bathroom to pee. When she returned, he was sitting up on the bed, a huge white plastic dildo in his hand.
"You ever use one of these?" he said.
"No, I don't need that," she smiled. "I don't have any trouble getting off."
"But it's a kick once in a while." He returned the dildo to a drawer and gazed at her. "We'll try lots of things, honey," he said, drawing her into his arms. "Let's make a pact to be faithful to each other though. I don't think I could stand sharing you with other guys."
Her heart pounded. It wasn't exactly a proposal, but he sounded serious. "Oh, yes, darling, yes!"
His eyes twinkled then. "Listen, I know you. You'll have a hard time being faithful. But I've got some ideas that'll turn you on as much as fucking other guys."
She began to protest, insisting that she didn't need other men, but he stopped. "It's okay, honey, it's okay. I'll keep you so happy and exhausted you won't have energy for anyone else."
He rose up then and went into the bathroom. When he returned, he had a bottle of massage oil in his hand. "Turn over," he said, motioning to her. "Get on your belly."
She rolled over onto her belly, her arms over her head. Ted dribbled some oil over his fingers and began massaging her shoulders and neck.
"Feel good?" he said, working his way down her back to her ass.
"Mmmmm, wonderful," she sighed.
"It gets even better," he said, kneading her round butt and sliding his hands down her calves.
He massaged her feet and toes and moved back up to her ass. He turned her over and ran his oiled-up fingers over her cunt-muff. He massaged her tits and belly and told her to keep her eyes closed.
"Don't even think," he said, pushing her thighs apart and massaging her pussy-lips. "Just feel."
He slowly pried open her cuntlips and moved his fingers over her stiffened clit. Her eyes popped open and he told her to shut them. "No peeking and no talking," he said.
She forced her eyes shut and let him open her legs wider. His fingers continued sliding up and down her juiced-up twat and clit. She felt heady with excitement when suddenly his tongue swiped over her pussy-pulp.
She opened her eyes then and grabbed his hair. She pulled his mouth firmly against her twat and climaxed. The next thing she knew he took the dildo out of the drawer and pressed it against her snatch. When he flicked the button, the most wild sensations flooded her cunt.
She had a series of incredible orgasms. She came down from one and immediately went into another. She lost all sense of time and place and when he finally put the dildo away she collapsed against the pillows.
"Is this the place?" a female voice said, and Ellen sat up, startled.
"Oh, my God," she breathed, turning from Ted to Stella to Tony. "I thought you might enjoy a party," Ted said as Tony and Stella laughingly undressed and climbed onto the bed.
"Are you serious?" she shrieked as Stella sank down between Ted's thighs and sucked his dick into her mouth.
"We'll do it together, honey," he said, pointing at Tony. "A couple that fucks together, stays together."
She lay back and accepted Tony's prick inside her lips. She gazed at Ted and Stella as Tony shoved his entire dick into her throat. Ted hadn't proposed, but that could wait. Right now she had a big dick to suck and she moaned as she went to work on it.
