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(MMF, nc, oral, anal, bd) *** FRIDAY MORNING Cori woke up first, looking at the clock and seeing that it was about 7 a.m. She had two hours before she had to be at work and John had three. She noticed that John, like most men, had a healthy morning hard-on and decided to give him a friendly wake-up. Carefully pulling back the covers, she gently opened the fly to his boxers, letting his hard-on stand free. Then, she slowly lowered her mouth onto his cock, gently licking and sucking the head, all the while looking at his face to see how long it would take to wake him up. It didn't take long, and John certainly woke up with a smile on his face. How many men his age — or any age for that matter — got to wake up to a gorgeous 22-year- old blonde, nude, sucking on his cock? John put his hands on the back of her head, signaling for her to deep throat him, which she did without further coaxing. Still groggy, John laid his head back and let Cori bring him around with a long, slow blowjob. They had plenty of time, and neither of them were in a rush. Cori had learned long ago not to use her hands when giving a blowjob – they only got in the way of the lips and tongue – and instead used her fingers to tickle his balls while her mouth performed its magic. Her tongue danced around his cock while she applied maximum suction, her cheeks hollowing as if she was trying to suck the head right off his cock. She moved her mouth very slowly up and down his shaft, never breaking contact between her tongue and his cock. She was working much more slowly than in cases like at the restaurant last night, where John had face-fucked her very fast and hard. This was a slow, sensual blowjob, deep and thorough, providing maximum pleasure. Cori's cock-sucking skills were being used to their fullest extent, and John was reaping the benefits. By now, John was wide awake, fully aroused and ready for what he really wanted and had not had yet during this overnight date — Cori's tight, juicy pussy. He told Cori this and, with one last loud pop, she pulled her lips off his cock and straddled him. Naturally, the cock-sucking had excited her more than enough to get her pussy wet and she was well-lubed and ready for his cock. Looking him in seductively right in the eye, she slowly lowered her hips, brushing her pussy against his rigid cock, teasing it with her tender, moist pussy lips and soft strip of blonde pussy hair. She felt his cock head part her lips, then quickly raised her hips, smiling at him as if to say, "not so fast, big boy." She continued this tease three or four more times, each time dipping a little bit further down, taking more of his cock in her pussy. Finally, John feigned being tired of the tease and grabbed her hips and pushed her all the way down on his cock. "What's the matter," Cori grinned. "Couldn't wait for it?" "Nope," John grinned back. "It's been hours since I fucked you and days since I fucked that pussy. How could I possibly be expected to hold out any longer? I have been pussy-deprived for far too long." "Oh, you poor thing," Cori puffed out her lower lip. "How can I ever make it up to you?" "You're doing a good job so far," John grunted, forcing his cock all the way into her. "Just ride it long, slow and hard. Don't rush it, baby." "You got it, babe," Cori said, and began writhing atop him, grinding her hips slowly in small circles, occasionally bouncing up and down, constantly squeezing his cock with her well-conditioned pussy walls. For the most part, she took it slow and easy, keeping his cock stuffed up her pussy, grinding it and slowing rising up and down. Every few minutes, she'd pick up the pace and bounce frantically atop him, making her tits bounce and her thighs slap against his. Then, she'd slow down again, her twat resuming its gentle massage of his cock. John alternated between fondling her breasts and her ass, taking full advantage of the opportunity to do both. He liked lightly slapping at the outsides of both her breasts, making them smack together, jiggling and bobbing. This certainly didn't hurt her, but it sure was fun to watch and feel. All the tit play and slow grinding eventually drove Cori to another piercing, body-rattling orgasm. She slowed momentarily, sitting straight up above John as her body spasmed and her pussy creamed. Her nostrils flared and her lips parted as she gasped and panted. Her nipples were hard and sweat dripped lightly between her heaving tits. John took in every second of this beautiful sight silently, trying to avoid disrupting one of the most incredible moments — Cori cumming. Regaining her composure, Cori resumed the slow, determined pace for nearly 20 more minutes before John finally reached the boiling point. Sensing this, Cori picked up her pace accordingly. She leaned forward, pressing her chest against his, and began humping back and forth on his throbbing shaft. He grabbed her ass and pulled her back and forth, slapping gently at her firm ass cheeks, encouraging her to ride him on home. "Come on, Cori," he grunted, humping his cock into her as hard and fast as he could, feeling he balls slap against her soft flesh. "Ride it, bitch!" "Yeah, call me names and fuck me hard," Cori groaned, feeling another orgasm approaching quickly. "Make me your little slut." "Oh, you're my slut all right," he grunted. "My horny fucking, hot bitch of a cum slut." John was spewing out dirty talk and Cori was cumming again, her body limp as John rutted vigorously into her, lifting her body into the air repeatedly and letting her tits slam back against his chest. For the fourth time in the past twelve hours his cock erupted, sending a flood of creamy cum into her sucking, spasming pussy. They came at the same time, then lay together, their bodies sweaty and limp. Eventually, Cori slid down his body and finished her job, sucking and licking his cock clean and swallowing another mouthful of pussy and cock juice. She rested in the bed while John showered and dressed for the day. Then, he gave her the white thong swimsuit and she put it and her high-heels back on in preparation for John to take her home. She still had ample time to shower, get dressed and get to work. They both walked out to the car, smiling, happy, well- rested and well-fucked. Tom happened to be heading to his car at the same time and waved and thanked them again for one of the best nights of his life and suggested they do it again soon — providing his wife didn't know about it, of course. Even though it wasn't adultery, she probably wouldn't approve of him jacking off on a 22-year-old babe while she was being fucked by another man. Cori and John laughed and agreed it might be better to keep it quiet, but to do it again soon. John drove Cori home, sad that his one date night for the week was over but very happy and content with how it went. Plus, he'd be seeing her again in a few hours and would have the opportunity to fuck her again in just a few days, with Monday being his next date night. As he looked over and saw her perfect body straining against her suit, he already couldn't wait. He walked her to her door, looked around the house to make sure everything was clear and there were no signs of Jarvis, then gave her a kiss, thanked her and told her he'd see her in a little while. Cori watched him leave, then headed upstairs to take a shower and prepare for her day. She slipped out of the tiny swimsuit and hung it up next to her dozens of other suits in her giant walk-in closet. After showering, she sat down and rubbed her skin thoroughly with lotion. Even though it had absorbed plenty of moisture yesterday with the baby oil, she was always very conscious of keeping her skin looking and feeling smooth and soft. She knew that was very important in her overall appearance, even though her tits, ass and legs got most of the attention. Her perfect, evenly- tanned skin was a big part of her overall attractiveness. She then applied her makeup, which was always minimal other than her lipstick. The guys liked it when she wore bright red lipstick; many times she had been requested to give them kisses with wet lipstick, so as to leave a lip signature. After fixing her hair, she went to the closet to select today's outfit. It was Friday, which meant Daisy Duke day — short, tight denim cutoffs and some sort of skimpy top. Cori was too young to have seen Dukes of Hazzard in its prime, but had seen re-runs and understood Daisy Duke's presence as an American-male fantasy. Every Friday, it was Cori's job to try to bring that fantasy to life in the form of a blonde, somewhat bustier Daisy Duke. She had an assortment of tight cutoffs and skimpy tops to choose from. First, she slid into a cute, school- bus-yellow thong that was a bit wider in the crotch than yesterday's swimsuit, but still showed ample amounts of skin and cameltoe. When she wore skirts or dresses, the guys often requested she wear no panties. But with the shorts, the thong allowed the guys to order her to remove her shorts if they so chose. After the thong, she slid on a pair of cutoff jeans that really had originally been a pair of her jeans. The guys had done the cutting themselves. While she was wearing the skin-tight jeans, they had drawn a pattern around her thighs and ass outlining exactly where they wanted to cut to reveal as much as possible. The resulting, custom-fit shorts were tailored specifically to Cori's body. The top of the shorts rested on her hips, a few inches below her navel, low enough that the top two or three inches of the bright yellow thong were easily visible. On her ass, the cutoffs were form-fitting, of course, and had been cut so as to reveal the bottom third of her tan ass cheeks. In the front, the legs were cut very short, roughly even with her crotch. On the sides, they were cut high on her hips and had triangular notches cut out of each side, revealing even more of her tan thighs. Overall, the small band of denim was only a few inches wide and cut to fit and look like a pair of hot pants. For the top, Cori had many more options. She could go with anything skimpy. Usually, she opted for some sort of crop top,, halter top or tube top, but occasionally she would select a half sweater or bikini top. All were acceptable and variety and creativity were generally encouraged by the guys. There had been no specific requests for today's top, so she was at liberty to choose her own. She thought about a tube top — the guys always enjoyed slipping it under or over her tits — but then decided to go with an oldie but a goody. It was a very thin, tiny white tank top that originally was only big enough to come to her belly button. But again, the guys had opted to modify this particular garment and had cropped it less than inch below where her rigid nipples tented the thin fabric. This, of course, left nearly the entire bottom half of her breasts exposed. They had also exaggerated the low scoop neck so that the top quarter of her breasts stuck out the top of the tank top. The scoop on the sides of the tank top was wide enough the sides of her breasts were completely exposed. Overall, nearly two-thirds of her breasts were exposed, with only the nipples and surrounding area covered. The cotton tank top was very thin, her dark skin and darker nipples only thinly veiled. It was also very tight, clearly struggling to stretch far enough to extend past her nipples, and holding on so snugly that the nipples almost acted like anchor points, keeping the shirt from snapping up around her neck. If the shirt had done so, it would have joined the bright yellow choker which she put around her neck, fitting snugly and amplifying the slenderness of her neck. As she so often did, Cori completed the look with a pair of high heels. To match her thong and choker, she selected a pair of bright yellow pumps that made her calves look fantastic. With a glance at the clock, she realized she had time to eat a quick breakfast and quickly consumed a granola bar, a banana and a glass of orange juice. One final check in the mirror, a quick-fix of the lipstick and she was off to work. Ben and Chad were both already there. Ben was in the back working on a car and Chad was up front, covering the desk this time. He also, as it turned out, was waiting for her. He had one fuck left this week (the other two had been used on his Wednesday night date) and he intended to use it first thing this morning. "Good morning, Cori," he smiled as she walked in. "Great outfit." "Thanks, Chad," she smiled. "How are you today?" "Horny as hell," he grinned. "I woke up with a raging hard-on just thinking about you, all oiled up in that piece of floss yesterday. Ben said we could use his office. Come on." Cori quickly set her purse on her desk, then took Chad's hand and followed him into the familiar office/fuck parlor. This wasn't at all unusual for Chad, who was by far the most impulsive, horniest and most aggressive of the group. When he wanted to fuck, pretty much nothing got in the way and nothing but his own pleasure mattered. He was the gruffest, crudest and dirtiest-minded of the bunch. Sometimes, Cori was turned off by him, but she had to admit that other times his rough, dirty style turned her on, especially when he talked dirty to her. He always liked to be in control and she willingly played the submissive role to his liking. He had a girlfriend currently attending college in Florida (she didn't know that Chad got to fuck Cori) and Cori often wonderedif he was as dominant with her. She suspected he wasn't and that this was his way of unleashing that side of his personality. He had never hurt her or abused her in any way, and as long as things stayed that way, she'd gladly please him just like the other guys. When he wasn't horny, Chad could be very sweet and kind, though quieter and generally less friendly than the others. Right now, he clearly wasn't in a mood to chat about movies or the weather. Cori turned to close the door behind them, and by the time she turned around, Chad had his work pants halfway down his legs and his cock was already fully stiff, poking through his briefs. When he was this ready, Cori knew to expect a very hard, very fast fuck. The only question now was how he wanted her. She knew he would tell her. "Lose the shorts, slut," he barked. "Leave everything else on." Cori quickly unsnapped and unzipped her shorts and wriggled out of them. By now, Chad's pants and briefs were wadded up on the floor next to his shoes. He stood there in his socks and work shirt, stroking his hard-on while he stared at her. "Bring that hot little ass over her," he said gruffly. She thought he might want anal sex, as he often did, and she hoped not. If he didn't take time to lube her up, it could be painful. And he didn't seem patient enough right now to take the time to properly lube her. When she got to him, he pulled her into him and kissed her hard on the mouth, running his hands up under he tank top and squeezing her oversized melons. She felt his cock poking against her stomach and felt the sticky pre-cum oozing out of the head onto her belly. "Get on the table and spread your legs, bitch," he growled, breaking their kiss and pushing her toward the small, rectangular, four-person conference table that sat in the corner of the room. Realizing he meant business, Cori quickly walked to the table and sat on the edge. Then she scooted herself back until the backs of her knees were at the edge of the table, laid back and spread her legs wide, displaying her red-thong- covered pussy for him. She was very happy he wanted her pussy instead of her ass. He approached her, cock in hand, with a wicked, lusty gleam in his eye. "I need some pussy," he said, grabbing her legs and sliding her toward him until her ass was on the edge of the table. She wrapped her legs around him and he grabbed the thong between her legs and pushed it to the side of her pussy. He quickly dipped two fingers inside her, apparently making sure she was wet enough. Though she wasn't fully lubricated, Cori's pussy was warming up fast and Chad clearly decided she was ready enough. He quickly pulled out his fingers and replaced them with his cock in one long, hard thrust that didn't stop until all six inches were comfortably inside her warm twat. "Oh yeah, good hot pussy," Chad groaned. "That's what I need. I need to fuck your hot little cunt, you slutty bitch." "Yeah, fuck me good and hard with that big cock," Cori responded, knowing how he liked that dirty talk. All the guys did, but Chad even more so than the others. "Bang my pussy until I can't even walk." "Yeah, you're going to have to crawl out of her, bitch," Chad was really hammering away , his hands on her hips, pulling him hard against him with each violent thrust. "You'll be crawling around on your hands and knees, showing off your ass like the whore you are." Not surprisingly, Chad didn't last very long at all until his orgasm hit. "I'm going to flood your cunt, you slut," he grunted as he released a torrential-sized load into her waiting pussy. He kept slamming in and out of her for several seconds after his orgasm before pulling his semi-flaccid cock out. "Clean it, slut," he said, holding it out for her. Cori quickly dropped off the table and onto her knees, taking his sloppy cock in her mouth, licking and sucking it clean. Much to her surprise, instead of going completely limp, his cock began to harden again already. Before she could react, he put his hands on the back of her head and stuffed his rigid cock down her throat. This was all very unusual for many reasons. First, of course, was the fact that his recovery time was unheard of. Chad always had the ability to recover the fastest and fuck the most of all the guys, but never had he done anything like this. Second was the fact that he was now on his way to his second fuck of the morning, which would put him over his week's limit. This was something the guys simply didn't do. It was a clear understanding among each of them and Cori that they would never take advantage of her or their privileges due to the fact that it would be unfair to her and to each other. Cori was thinking all of this as Chad's cock filled her throat, but she was also thinking that this was not the time to try to stop him. He was determined and nothing was going to prevent him from fucking her again. So, she did what she always did and gave him the best blowjob she could. When he felt her tongue and lips go into action, including full licking and suction services, Chad groaned and began ramming his cock into her faster and faster. "That's it cum-slut," he said through gritted teeth. "Didn't get enough the first time did you? No, you need more cum, don't you, bitch? Yeah, nasty little cum slut. I'm just going to skull fuck you. Make you gag on my cock then swallow my cum. How's that sound?" Cori mumbled something that she meant to sound like "yummy" and kept sucking, focusing on her breathing and keeping her tongue moving. She didn't have to worry about gagging — she had learned to control that reflex without evening thinking about it shortly after she began working at the shop and giving daily blowjobs. She did have to focus on breathing, though, because Chad's cock was pistoning in and out so deeply that it was blocking her airway. She breathed deeply when he pulled his cock out and slapped it against her face several times before shoving it back down her throat. He lasted much longer this time than the first time, but his frantic pace still brought about a quick climax. After about 10 minutes of intense skull- fucking, his cock unleashed a second load of cum, dumping it down her throat and filling her mouth. She swallowed it all and once again, upon his command, licked and sucked him clean. This time, his cock didn't respond and they brought the session to an end. "Thanks, Cori, I really needed that," Chad said, his head finally clearing and his demeanor returning to normal. "I can tell," Cori said, laughing lightly. "I've never seen you quite so … energetic." "Yeah, sorry about that second one," Chad said. "It surprised me too. I know I went over the limit. Do you think I should tell the guys?" "Oh no," Cori said. "I don't think that's necessary. It's not like it's ever happened before. You obviously needed it and it's my job to provide it. Let's forget it about it this time and keep it as our little secret. Just remember that I can't be doing that all the time." "No, of course not," Chad said. "I would never ask you to. Thanks for understanding. You're just so damn hot I couldn't help myself." "Thanks. I can't wait until next week. If you're that revved up again, we could set some sort of record," Cori laughed. Chad laughed too and they put their clothes, Cori wriggling her hips to squeeze back into the cutoffs. Chad went back out to the garage while Cori went to the restroom to freshen up before beginning her work day. It wasn't even 9:30 and she had already been fucked three times and had two orgasms — her encounters with Chad had been way too quick and sudden for her to come close to a third. Cori had a feeling this was going to be a crazy day. Boy, was she ever right. The next couple of hours were ordinary enough. Ben came out to talk to her a bit and of course inspect her outfit, which he approved of. He said he was looking forward to their date that night and mentioned that they might try to leave a bit early to catch an early movie. John and Ty came in at 10 and also inspected and approved of her outfit and John spent 15 minutes relating the previous night's escapades at the restaurant and at his house. It was routine for the guys to share at least some of the details of their dates, as they found they liked to share ideas and experiences. There was never any jealousy or competition; after all, they each got their fair share of opportunities. Cori always joined in and got to add her own details and commentary. They all got a kick out of the neighbor jacking off on Cori and thought that might be a good way to give their special customers a treat without actually letting them fuck Cori. Cori, of course, said it was fine with her as long as it was in a controlled and safe environment. A couple of different customers — semi-regulars — came in, dropped off their cars and spent an appropriate amount of time ogling Cori, but overall things were normal until about 11 when Troy and Steve, a pair of 17-year-old local high school students who were out of school because of some parent-teacher conference, stopped in with Troy's old Buick Le Sabre. He wanted to add tinted windows. Both boys were a frequent customer, though not big spenders, and were familiar with Cori and, like every other guy in school, obsessed with her. They both also happened to be budding artists who had sold some drawings and even painted a mural downtown. When they saw Cori's outfit, they immediately had some artistic suggestions for how to improve it. Ben and Ty were all ears. "Well, you guys did a great job cutting down the shirt and jeans to fit her body," Troy pointed out. The four men were standing around Cori,, who stood with feet apart, hands on hips, ready for inspection and instruction. "But while you had your scissors out, you could also have cut some slits and holes in them — you know, kind of like jeans with the holes in the knees and stuff." "Yeah," Ben said, patting Cori's ass, "there is a bit too much coverage here on her ass. I think we'd all like to see a bit more of this hot ass. What do you say, you guys want to do the honors? We'll get you some scissors." "Sure," Steve said. "But you know, Troy, I had another idea. You know how a lot of the girls in school wear those shirts that say 'juicy' or 'bootylicious' on them? Well, we could spell something when we make the cuts." "Yeah, that's a good idea," Troy said. "What do you guys think?" "Fine with me," Ben said. "Any suggestions on what it should say?" "How about we cut 'SEX' into the shirt and 'TOY' into the shorts," Ty suggested. "That's good," Ben said. "You guys up for it?" "Of course," Troy said. "Some scissors and an exacto knife would be great." "And maybe some masking tape or something, so we can kind of map it out before we cut," Steve added. Ty brought them the necessary materials and the boys set to work while Ben and Ty watched and John and Chad worked on their car. First, they worked on her shorts. They had Cori bend over the back of a chair, keeping her legs straight, while they mapped out the best places to make the cuts. Using thin strips of masking tape, the spelled out "TOY" across her buttocks, making the letters tall enough that they extended within a quarter inch of the top and bottom edges of her shorts and wide enough that they covered her ass from left to right. Their cuts would leave only thin strips of denim covering her ass in a sort of spider web type design. Both boys were visibly excited, their hands shaking and crotches bulging as they laid their hands on their ultimate fantasy for the first time. "Pretty hot to the touch, isn't she fellas?" Ben chuckled, noticing their excitement. "How's she compare with the high school girls?" "Shit, no comparison," Troy said. "None of them are like her." "Get much action over there?" Ty asked. "Sure, some," Troy said. "I've gone out with this chick from the tennis team a few times. She's got great legs and she can really suck cock, but she won't swallow. And, she's got no tits. Flat as a pancake" "Well, at least you get some head," Steve said. "The girl I've been dating has nice tits that she lets me play with a lot. But we've only had sex twice and she won't suck my cock." "That's a shame," Ben said. "But at least you're getting some, right? So, what do you think of Cori's ass, anyway? You're getting a great view of it right now." "Hottest fucking thing I've ever seen," Troy said without hesitating. He was fidgeting with the tape now, moving it slightly just to have an excuse to keep touching her. More than once, their hands had touched the bare portion of her ass and they had stared openly at the gap between her thighs that gave them a direct view of her barely covered pussy. Troy desperately wanted to reach out and touch it and squeeze it, but contented himself with feeling up her incredibly tight, firm ass. Steve, naturally, took the same liberties. "I agree," Ben said. "Could look at that ass all day, couldn't you? Well, boys, I like your artwork there. What do you say, want to work on the top now? " The thought of groping Cori's huge, firm titties was almost more than the boys could bear, but the readily agreed they were ready to move on. If they had to give up the view of her ass, there was no better way to substitute it than with a close-up look at those knockers. Cori, who had remained silent and oh-so-willing compliant during all of this, stood up and turned around. Upon the boys' instructions, she put her hands behind her back on the chair and, keeping her legs straight, arched her back, effectively sticking out her chest. The boys took a few seconds to enjoy the view before finally pulling off strips of tape and setting about their job of spelling out "SEX" across Cori's skimpy tank top. Finding enough fabric to cut into without actually slicing the top in two was difficult, but the boys were diligent in their efforts, applying and moving and rearranging the tape — all the while squeezing her breasts and occasionally tweaking her nipples — to get it just right. "Fucking-A," Steve said in awe. "I've never seen real tits this big before. I can't believe they're not plastic." "Those are the real things, boys," Ty assured them. "Biggest natural titties I've ever seen that didn't sag or look fat. Perfect tits, I'd say." "Shit yeah," Troy agreed. He couldn't have hidden the erection in his jeans if he tried, so he didn't. He wasn't the least bit ashamed to be aroused by Cori; why fight the impossible? Cori herself was a bit aroused by the eager, curious hands and her nipples were fully erect, much to the boys' delight. They were amazed and thrilled that she just stood there while they fondled and ogled her, never once showing any signs of wishing they would stop or of being in the least bit annoyed. If anything, it seemed to them she was enjoying it. When Ben, Ty, Steve and Troy agreed that the lettering was just right on both tops and bottoms, Ben told the boys to cut away. First, Cori wriggled out of her cutoffs and handed them to Steve, who first admired her in her red-hot thong before going to work with the knife and scissors. Then she removed her top and handed it to Troy, who likewise admired her bare breasts for several minutes before beginning his work. "Cori, you better go to the break room for a few minutes while these boys work," Ben said. "I think you might be too much distraction right now. Plus, we don't need any of the town stuffies walking in while you have your top off anyway." Cori, now in only heels and a thong, strode off to the break room, both boys' eyes tracking her every step, jaws dropped open as they watched her ass in motion. Once she was gone, the budding artists went to work, conscious of two things: 1) making their artwork look neat, because they were genuinely proud of their craft and 2) making the letters as large and the lines as thick as they could without completely shredding either garment. When they were finished, they told Ben and he summoned Cori back out into the office. This time, the boys were treated to the sight of her jiggling breasts as she approached them, dark nipples still fully erect. Troy handed her the flimsy tank top, which was now little more than a rag filled with holes and tears. "Thanks!" she beamed at him, acting as if he had just given her the greatest gift in the world. She quickly lifted it over her head — the boys enjoyed the lifting motion of her tits as she did this — and put it on. The bottom edge still fit snugly under her nipples and the neckline still plunged deeply into her cleavage, but little else about the top was the same. Had the top hung loosely on her, it would have looked like it had been run over by a lawn mower and all that was left was a tattered, ripped piece of flimsy cloth. But since it fit so tightly, the fabric was stretched to its maximum and the cuts and tears were magnified. With her dark skin showing through the holes, it was quite easy to make out the word "SEX" across her chest. The creative boys had sliced the letter "S" over her right breast so that the bottom of the letter passed right over her nipple. They had measured it so carefully that the cut actually stopped about a quarter of an inch before it reached her nipple and resumed about a quarter of an inch past it. As a result, her nipple was covered, but if her shirt shifted as little as half an inch either way, her nipple would be poking right through the rip. The covering of her left nipple was just as precarious. They had cut the bottom legs of the "X" so that they stood on either side of her nipple. In the middle, the "E" was cut in thick ribbons, similar to the muscle shirts Hulk Hogan liked to rip apart. Her bulging cleavage strained against and through these small openings. It looked like one deep breath could rip the shirt in two. The boys were clearly pleased with their work and Ben and Ty congratulated them on a fine job. Ben, for fun, approached Cori and twisted her tank top a bit to the side. Sure enough, both nipples popped out of the tears in the shirt. He gave them both a gentle squeeze, then put the shirt back in place with a nod of approval to the boys for their creative thinking. "Great work guys," he said. "Let's see how the shorts turned out." Steve handed Cori the modified shorts and she again wriggled into them. The guys all watched from behind, admiring the way her hips rocked and rolled as she squirmed into the skin-tight denim. Once she pulled them into place and snapped the button, they got their first good look at "TOY" written across her ass. The result was no less impressive than the "SEX" written across her tits. Again, because the shorts were so tight, the cuts and tears were stretched to their maximum, making it easy to read the word on her ass, her dark, smooth skin forming the letters. Because there was a little bit more fabric to work with here than on the tank top, the boys had made the letters in block format, very large and wide. The "T" was carved out over the left ass cheek and the "Y" covered the right. Less than half the original covering remained on both cheeks. In the middle, the "O" provided a healthy view of her ass crack and the thong pulled tightly between her cheeks. Ty approached her and put his finger in the "T". The tear was about the width of his finger tip, so he traced each letter with his finger, tickling the sensitive skin on her ass. "Excellent job guys," Ty said. "I thought it was a pretty hot outfit to begin with, but you guys made it even better. Good work." "Yeah, so good I think they deserve a reward," Ben said. "How about I give you half-price on that window tinting?" "Really?" Troy asked. "That would be awesome. Thanks, man." "No problem," Ben said. "Steve, bring your car in sometime and we'll give you the same deal, if you like." While the boys celebrated their good fortune, Ben quietly pulled Cori aside. After a brief conversation, Cori nodded and Ben said, "Cori has a favor she would like to ask of you guys, if you don't mind." "Sure, anything," Troy said, unable to imagine what he could possibly do for this goddess. "Guys," she began, with her head bowed and her hands folded in front of her, making her look shy and sheepish, "I hate to ask, but, well, you're both so cute and sweet that Iwas wondering if you would mind letting me taste your … um, well, you know — your cum." The boys' jaws dropped and eyes bugged out. Cori expected this, of course, but acted like she thought they were offended. "I know, I know," she said, "you both have girlfriends. That's why I don't want you to fuck me. Just jack off and let me taste your cum. Pleeeease!" She batted her eyelashes at them and looked down, as if embarrassed. "Shit yeah," Troy said. "You can taste my cum. In fact, forget my girlfriend, I'd love to fuck you." "Me, too," Steve agreed. "Now fellas, that's mighty nice of you," Ben said. "But you better not cheat on those girlfriends of yours. Now, I think Cori will be satisfied with a couple loads of cum to fill that little tummy of hers. Cori, why don't you go into the break room and get ready." Cori turned and headed back into the break room, closing the door behind her. Ben then talked to the boys and laid down the ground rules. "All right fellas," he said. "Here's the deal. You can touch her breasts, ass and pussy with your hands, but not your cocks. She can touch your cocks with her hands only. You can jerk off on her or whatever — just don't cum on her hair or on her clothes. Anywhere else is fair game. And, unlike those snooty girlfriends of yours, yes, she will swallow your cum. Any questions?" "No sir!" they both chimed in. "Then go have some fun. Just don't get rough or try to fuck her. That will get you thrown out of here forever. We like you guys and appreciate your help with the clothes, so play by the rules, have some fun and maybe you'll get to do it again sometime. Now go on." Steve and Troy assured him they wouldn't take advantage of the situation and practically sprinted toward the break room. When they went in, they found her sprawled out on the table, wearing nothing but her choker, her heels and a big "come-fuck-me" smile. Her torn and tattered clothes lay in a heap on the floor. The boys stood on either side of the table, just staring at her naked body, which somehow looked soft, smooth and firm all at once. Her curves were amazing, but natural. Her skin was flawless and free of tan lines. Her nipples were hard and her lips moist and red after a fresh application of lipstick. "So, it's OK to touch you?" Troy asked. "Sure, I'm all yours, boys," Cori said. "Touch me anywhere you want. Just be gentle. Now, you've seen all of me. Don't you have something to show me?" The boys needed no further invitation to drop their pants and shorts and show her their throbbing cocks. If they had any misgivings about being naked in the same room, they were washed away by the euphoric feeling of being in the same room with a naked Cori. She quickly appraised both cocks, noticing that Steve's was the thicker and longer of the two, but that both were nice, serviceable sizes. As soon as he got his pants off, Troy reached for Cori's breasts, taking them both in his hands and squeezing them, amazed by their size and firmness. Seeing that Troy was already enjoying himself, Steve quickly joined in and went straight for the pot of gold. He gently spread her thighs and she lifted her knees up to give him a better angle. He cupped her puffy pussy in his hand, gently squeezing the soft mound of pleasure, delighting in its velvety softness and inviting warmth. Both boys were too excited, too focused on her body, to even speak, other than muttering "Damn" and "unbelievable" and "fucking hot" under their breaths. After a few minutes, they traded places, each getting plenty of opportunity to feel up her tits and pussy. Their cocks were hard and dribbling pre-cum and occasionally they took one hand off her to stroke themselves. Cori, ever compliant and nubile, kept her back arched and legs spread, allowing them total access to her body. After being tentative at first, they soon got up the nerve to stick their fingers in her pussy and took turns finger-fucking her and rubbing her clit. They nearly lost it when she started getting very wet and her clit swelled. If they had know what they were doing, they could have brought her to orgasm. They rolled her over and played with her ass and pussy, which still could have worked if they had kept the manipulation of her clit, but they spent too much time stuffing their fingers inside her without really massaging or stimulating the right areas. It still felt good and she wriggled her ass in appreciation, but her budding orgasm had subsided considerably. The boys, on the other hand, were getting much closer to theirs. The temptation to stroke their cocks was getting stronger, yet they hated to take their hands off this hot piece of ass. As was so often the case, Cori solved the problem by reaching back and taking both cocks in her soft hands. Both cocks jumped in her hands as she first grabbed them and the boys moved closer, making it easier for her to stroke them. Cori was no hand-job expert like she was at cocksucking – the guys didn't have much reason to ask for a hand- job when they could have her mouth, ass, pussy or tits any time they wanted – but her soft hands knew how to stroke their cocks well enough to bring them on the verge of cumming in just a few strokes. Cori rolled back over on her back and sat up, where she could stroke a bit more in earnest and in rhythm. Pre- cum was all over their cocks and her hands. She stopped stroking for a moment and focused on their cum-filled balls, tickling and stroking them. She sensed that Troy was going to cum first and, looking him in the eye, asked, "Can I taste your cum?" "Oh yeah," he said. "Should I cum on her tits and let you lick it off?" "If you want," she said. "Or you can just give it to me straight in the mouth." "Really? Ben said we couldn't put our cocks in your mouth." "Well, he doesn't really have to know, does he?" There was a gleam in her eye and a naughty smile on her face. Really, she wasn't supposed to suck their cocks, but she knew Ben wouldn't mind. "I just prefer to drink straight from the straw, so to speak, if it's all right with you, of course." "Of course," Troy said. He was trembling with excitement now. He was about to get a blowjob from the hottest babe in the state. And she wanted to swallow his cum. Cori hopped off the table and squatted in front of him like a catcher. She put her hands on his thighs and he stepped forward, putting his cock to her lips. Never before had his cock felt so hard, so ready to explode. Her lips touched the head of his cock, her tongue extending to caress the underside of his shaft. It was literally all he could do not to shoot right there, but he was determined to last at least long enough to feel her mouth around his cock. He didn't have to wait long. Cori understood his urgency and quickly bobbed her lips down the length of his shaft. She expected him to put his hands on her head and ram his cock to the hilt — that's what the guys usually did at this point — but Troy was clearly still hesitant to do to much and let Cori do the work. As she knew it would, his orgasm came almost immediately. She took him all the way into her throat, he groaned, she backed off and the first spurt of his cum coated the roof of her mouth. Cori had been with the older guys for so long, she had forgotten how virile teenage boys were. She was quickly reminded as Troy fired spurt after spurt into her mouth. His cum was thick, almost jelly- like, and quickly filled her mouth. The pro she was, Cori held it all there, not swallowing or spilling a drop. When Troy finally finished, she pulled away from his cock then, making sure both he and Steve were watching, opened her mouth to show them the copious amounts of cum inside. Holding their gaze, she closed her mouth, swallowed twice, then re-opened it to show that all the cum was now gone and well on its way to her tummy. Her instinct was to clean Troy's glistening, semi-erect cock for him, but that would have to wait. Steve had held out absolutely as long as he could and now approached Cori, cock sticking straight up. She licked her lips and then wrapped them around his throbbing head. Again, she deep-throated him quickly. She had barely reached the base of his shaft when he started cumming. She lost the first shot, as it went down her throat before she could react. But she quickly recovered and caught the rest of his cum in her mouth. His load was every bit as thick and bountiful as Troy's. In neither case did she enjoy the taste, but genuinely felt bad for these boys whose girlfriends refused to suck their cocks and swallow their cum. Wasn't that what being a girlfriend was all about? Cori believe any guy who treated a woman with respect deserved to have his cock sucked and cum swallowed at least once a week. It was really a small price for any girl to pay a man she cared about. Just as she had done with Troy, Cori waited until he was finished filling her mouth, showed him the full mouthful, then swallowed, sending his sperm flowing into her belly. She wondered briefly how many of the little swimmers she had ingested or served as a receptacle for over the last two years. "Fuck, that was so fucking hot!" Troy said, still holding his flaccid cock. "I'll say," Steve agreed. "She swallowed every drop!" "Hey, we're not done yet," Cori smiled. She waited for the boys' puzzled expression, then said, "Now, it's cleanup time. Bring me those cocks and let me wash them for you." Rather than wait for them to come to her, she then crawled on her hands and knees to them and, beginning with Troy, bathed their cocks with her lips and tongue. The boys high-fived as they watched her enthusiastically licking and sucking their soft cocks and balls. "I'm going to teach Mary to do this," Troy vowed. "Yeah, right," Steve said. "You'll be lucky to get in her pants again. Uptight bitch. Man, what I wouldn't give for Sally to suck my cock like this." "Well, we'll never get blown by anyone like this again." "Sure you will," Cori said, backing up and standing up, signalling that her job was done. "There are lots of girls out there who love to suck cock. You're great guys. You'll get plenty of blowjobs." "Well, most girls won't swallow everything like that. That was awesome!" Steve said. "My pleasure," Cori said. "Any girl should be proud to swallow your cum." Cori told the boys to get dressed and go check on their car while she got cleaned up. There was a bathroom in the break room and she did a quick cleanup of herself now. She wiped her pussy, which was sticky with her own juices, and brushed her hair. She rinsed with some mouthwash and applied some fresh lipstick — she had left a fair amount of it on both cocks. Then she squeezed back into her tight clothes — thong, shorts and tank top — and walked her "SEX TOY" ass back out into the shop. Ben was talking to the boys, who were jabbering excitedly and thanking him profusely — both for Cori and the car, which Ben told them would be ready on Monday. He invited them to come in after school then and say hi to Cori. They assured him they would and left, smiling and already counting the hours until they would see her again. "You sucked them, didn't you," Ben asked Cori after they had left. More to come... ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 47