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"You reported a problem with your terminal?"
I looked up from my paperwork, and my heart stopped. Lord, Lord,
how could they send a man who looked like that to a woman's private
office? He was long and lean, with hips made to swivel as he pumped a
woman's pussy. My panties dug into my cunt as I uncrossed my legs and stood up.
"Yes," I finally thought to say. I glanced at the name tag on his
jacket. "It's over here, David." I showed him my PC and stood over
him as he removed the cover, as though I was curious about what he
was doing to the computer's guts. Actually, I was more concerned
about what he was doing to *my* guts. My stomach fluttered as I
deeply but quietly inhaled the natural scent of real man. He attached
some wires to some circuits and looked at the dial on one of his
gadgets. "Is it a major problem?" I asked. *Please say yes!*
"Kind of. I can probably fix it here, but it may take a while," he
answered without looking up.
*Thank you! Thank you!*
He started to turn his head back and up to look at me as he said,
"But if you're busy, I can take it back to the shop and..." He
stopped, staring at my thighs.
I looked down and turned a dozen shades of red. I had unconsciously
been massaging my pussy through my skirt. The front had wrinkled and
pulled up to reveal the tops of my stockings and a glimpse of trim
creamy thigh. "N-no," I stammered. "Please stay." I kept looking down
into his green eyes as I reached for the intercom. "Stephanie, things
are going to take a bit longer in here than I expected. So you may as
well go to lunch early today. And leave the phone off the hook."
"Yes, Ms. Hodgkins," answered the voice over the intercom.
*Why not?* I thought as I inched my skirt higher. After all, this
stud wasn't from the company, he was from the place that leases our
computers to us. So he wouldn't be spreading rumors downstairs about
how he had nailed the boss's daughter.
I grabbed his head as he buried his face in my crotch and sucked my
juices through the light fabric of my panties. In the meantime, I
stripped off my blazer and blouse. David held on to the hem of my
skirt as I tried to pull it up and over my head. He followed it up,
planting soft kisses on my tight stomach, on the insides of my larger-
than-average breasts, the hollow of my throat, and finally on my lips.
I sucked on his tongue as I tossed the skirt to the floor and he
unhooked my bra. He massaged my tits with his masterful hands as he
slowly worked his way back down my upper body. He kissed my mounds all
over, tracing the faint red marks left by the lace of my bra. He took
a hard nipple in his mouth, scraping the edges of the aureole as he
took the bud between his teeth and nibbled lightly. Tremors ran down
my spine all the way to my pussy.
David began moving down my body again. He licked around the inside
of my belly button, making me giggle. He took the elastic band of my
garter belt between his teeth and snapped it against my abdomen. The
brief shock of the playfully slight sting served to arouse me even
more. This man was fucking incredible!
He pulled my soaked panties down my thighs, following them with his
lips. He licked the crevice where my thighs meet my pelvis before he
zeroed in on my quivering pussy. I couldn't stand it! He had been
kissing and caressing me forever, and I wanted to cum! "Please," I
begged. "Please. My pussy."
David smiled up at me. He dove into my dark auburn bush. He gave my
labia a few luxurious licks before he thrust his tongue deep into my
pussy and fucked it in and out for a few dozen rapid strokes. He
tapped my clitoris with the tip of his tongue, and I gasped. Then he
took my clit between his lips and sucked. Hard. And as he sucked, the
tip of his tongue rapidly flicked my button, as soft as a butterfly's
wings and then as hard as a tiny jackhammer. I didn't just have an
orgasm; I CAME!
I collapsed into my chair. I'm sure David lost contact with my
cunt, but it sure as hell didn't feel like it as the last waves of my
climax radiated out from my clitoris to the rest of my body. When I
opened my eyes, David was shirtless. His well-formed chest was
virtually hairless, with only a few blonde wisps on his sternum. I had
fully recovered from my climax and went straight for his large bulge.
I unfastened his slacks and yanked them down without unzipping them.
When his massive cock sprang up and bounced around, it made me giggle
because it reminded me of a jack-in-the-box I had when I was a little
girl. Brother, I couldn't wait to get *this* jack in *my* box!
I grasped his thick cock in one hand and bounced his hefty balls
in the other. I found his prick fascinating. It was absolutely
beautiful: the head almost purple and throbbing visibly, the small
flap of crinkly scar tissue from his circumcision, the perfect
straightness of the shaft, the wonderful blues and reds of the blood
vessels. No work of art from any century could ever compare with this
penis. Even if I never saw David again, I knew I would always be in
love with his cock.
"Take it in your mouth," David whispered to me.
At that moment I wanted nothing more, but I also wanted a little
revenge for the way he had teased me. "What?" I asked in a small,
"Please put it in your mouth." He gasped this time. His fingers
twitched and I knew he would masturbate for me if I asked him, he was
so desperate to shoot his seed.
"I don't know if I can, sweetheart. It's so long and thick. Look, I
can't even get my hand all the way around it." Even with my hand fully
stretched, there was still a small gap between the thumb and middle
"Lick it then. Stroke it. Please, I need to cum."
"Okay, I'll try," I said with a false note of hesitation in my
I leaned forward and licked the drop of fluid leaking from the tip.
I ran my tongue around the rim of the head and then traced it down
the twitching muscle along the underside. I ran my tongue down the
center of his scrotum, between the balls. I took each ball in my mouth
in turn and gently nursed on it, slowly stroking his prick all the
while. His breathing became heavy, and I worked my mouth all the way
back up the shaft in an unending sloppy kiss. When I reached the head,
I let the very tip enter my mouth. He was staring into my eyes,
pleading. I winked at him and took half the length into my mouth. The
tip reached the back of my throat and I fought the gag reflex, opened
my throat, and swallowed him all the way to the root.
David doubled over with a tremendous groan and held my face in his
pubic hair. I pulled his hands away and quickly backed away from his
cock. Then I swallowed it again in one smooth motion. I fucked my
mouth over his cock several more times, then let it slip entirely from
my mouth. I lapped my saliva off his shaft, then swallowed it again.
David started fucking my mouth, and soon he was coming. I moved my
head back until only the head of his cock was in my mouth so I could
savor the taste of his cum. It was warm and salty, very thick and
somewhat sweet. I could tell he didn't smoke or drink from the flavor
of his semen. Three of my previous lovers had been smokers and
drinkers and I could always somehow taste the alcohol and tobacco in
their jism. But David tasted clean and healthy. And he came a lot. I
swallowed spurt after spurt of that delicious stuff, and when he
started to dribble, I sucked out the dregs of cum and swallowed it
David leaned down and kissed me deeply. "Let's move over to the
sofa," he said. He picked me up and carried me across the room to the
large couch that comes in every executive's office. He laid me down
and knelt beside me to lick my pussy some more. I told him to get up
there with me so we could 69. Soon I was hot and horny and he was
stiff as a board. He twisted around and placed the tip of his cock at
the entrance of my pussy, stroking it up and down between my lips,
caressing my clit with it. Then, without warning, he shoved it inside
I had had bigger objects in my pussy. Actually, two €€ one was my
dildo and the other was a large cucumber. But David wasn't just big,
he really knew how to use his instrument. He made side-to-side and up-
and-down motions as he thrust inside me, so that his cock created
unequal pressures on the different walls of my pussy. He fucked me
slowly and then rapidly, then slowly again, pushing to the brink of
climax but never quite over. I had small orgasms, but never a single
huge one like the first. But those petite ones numbered in the dozens
as he fucked me for over an hour. I was exhausted but exhilarated as I
squeezed my pussy muscles around his cock and tickled his balls with
my fingernails, trying to make it as good for him as it was for me.
Toward the end of this marathon, David rubbed my asshole and then
eased a finger in. As the digit forced its way slowly up my ass, it
brought me to a screaming climax. David smiled at me as I came down
off my cloud. "You want something else in there?" he asked, pushing a
second finger in.
"Yes! Your cock!" I blurted.
He pulled me up off the sofa. He piled all the cushions at one end
and had me bend over the arm of the couch, with my elbows on the stack
of cushions. "Have you ever let a man do this to you before?" he
asked. I shook my head. "I'll be gentle," he promised.
"You've got me so hot that I don't care. Just put it in."
He spread my ass cheeks and tickled my anus some more. Then I
suddenly felt his tongue back there. It startled me so that I nearly
hit the ceiling. But it felt incredible. David rimmed me with gusto,
getting my ass wet enough to take his cock more easily. Then he stood
up and put his cock back in my sopping pussy to get it wet as well. He
placed it against my anus and slowly began pushing forward.
It hurt like hell, and I was tempted to ask him to stop. But I
didn't graduate at the top of my college class by giving up when
things got rough. I decided to bite my lip and just take it. I tried
to get my asshole to open up to him, but it felt as though his cock
was as big as a telephone pole. I despaired of him ever getting his
cock inside my ass, and by now I was so hungry for it, I honestly
believed I would never cum again until I got his cock in my butt to
Then, in an instant, the tip of the head breached my asshole! My
heart sang as the agony momentarily left my mind. But as more of the
head tried to enter me, I felt it get wider and wider. I thought my
poor anus would be ripped apart. Slowly, ever so slowly, David pushed
the entire head in. He paused for a moment and then began to force the
veined shaft in. The widest part had already gotten past my asshole,
so there was less pain from the tightly-stretched ring of muscle.
However, the head was still working its relentless way up my rectum,
expanding my most private, virginal flesh. My insides felt as though
they would explode from the pressure building up. But David's prick
was not to be denied. It was inexorable.
Eventually, he stopped. "It's all in," he informed me matter-of-
factly. "How do you feel?"
I felt like a Thanksgiving turkey, stuffed to the bursting point,
but hot and moist. I felt a sense of accomplishment: like I had
climbed Everest; like I had conquered the entire world; like I had
taken a huge, hard prick all the way up my tiny, resistant asshole.
I paused for a moment and worked the muscles of my rectum
experimentally around his huge cock. "Wait a second," I said. My ass
gradually grew accustomed to the width and length of his cock. "Okay,"
I answered after a time. "Go ahead. Fuck my ass."
David proceeded to do just that. Slowly and gently at first, he
moved his massive prick in and out of my butt. The more he stroked my
ass, the more I liked it, as the pleasure gradually became more
physical than psychological. I reached between my legs and fingered my
clit. The pleasure made me loosen up even more. Soon, I was bucking
back at him, taking his entire length in long, fast strokes. "You call
that fucking?" I said over my shoulder. "Give it to me! Fuck me
David speeded up the pace of his thrusts.
"I said, 'FUCK ME HARDER!'" And he rammed his cock harder through
my asshole. He was fucking my ass as though he was fucking my cunt. My
ass squeezed him on the out strokes and loosened fractionally to let
him back in. But I could feel that the fit was tighter than my cunt
could ever give. He began corkscrewing just like he had in my pussy.
I clawed the sofa cushions, concentrating on the sensations in my ass.
I timed David's thrusts and began humping back and screwing my ass in
the opposite direction of his cock. David went crazy. He began fucking
my butt even harder and faster, now more vigorously than he had my
cunt. His thrusts became more irregular. I screamed out my climax to
the world. Thank God for soundproofing. He shot his jism deep into my
ass, hot spurt after wet spurt after wonderful spurt.
I nearly blacked out again. I looked at the clock. Stephanie would
probably be back soon, so I stole into the outer office, wearing just
my stockings and heels, David's cum starting to leak out of my
openings. I was scrawling a quick note telling her she could leave for
the day, when David sneaked up behind me and stuck his middle finger
up my pussy and his index finger up my ass so suddenly that I let out
a short scream. "Want to do it again?" he whispered, sucking my
earlobe. My hand trembled with passion as I wrote. I looked down at
the note; the penmanship was terrible but barely legible.
I staggered back into my office, David's fingers still inside me,
fucking my holes. I pushed his ass against the arm of the sofa and
knelt in front of him. I took his semi-hard in my mouth and ran my
tongue around it. I tasted his wonderful cum, and I also tasted the
flavor of my own pussy and ass on his hardening prick. I sucked both
of his fingers into my mouth and tasted the same mixture of flavors.
Accuse me of vanity, but I found it delicious. I wondered what David's
asshole felt like and determined to find out.
I turned him around and gently pushed his upper body over the
couch; his muscular ass stared me in the face. Now it was he who was
draped over the couch and his ass cheeks that were being spread. David
was almost hairless all over, his face was completely smooth and his
pubic hair was light and thin. The crevice of his ass was no
exception. His flesh was white and smooth, with a single pinkish-brown
eye staring back at me. David wasn't stupid; he knew what I was up to,
and his puckered asshole winked in anticipation.
Feeling wonderfully wicked and adventurous, I buried my face
between his ass cheeks. I licked his asshole lightly a couple of
times. He tasted musky and very salty from his sweat. It didn't taste
quite as good as his cock, but when I thought about what I was doing,
touching a man's asshole with my tongue, the idea drove me crazy. I
spread his cheeks with one hand and jacked his cock with the other
while I licked and tongued his asshole.
After the way he had fucked me for nearly an hour, I was surprised
to hear him call out that he was about to cum. It was probably the
first time that someone had licked his asshole and it was affecting
him the same way it was affecting me. Whatever the reason, I felt his
cock begin to tense and pulse, so I released his cheeks and let them
completely surround my face. I cupped my hand in front of his cockhead
and let him shoot his cum into my palm. David went limp on the sofa. I
spread his cheeks again, exposing his anus. I smeared his jism in the
crack of his ass, using two fingers to scoop gobs of the warm fluid
inside his asshole, then licked my hand to get the last of his cum.
I shoved three fingers up my hand and two fingers up my ass and stared
at his glistening ass crack. "Spread those beautiful buns for me,
baby," I said in my sluttiest, most depraved voice, because that was
what I felt like €€ the filthiest, sexiest whore who ever lived.
David reached back and pulled his cheeks wide apart. I leaned my
face in again and slurped the thick cum from his ass while I thrust my
fingers up my own private holes. "Wider," I said. He pulled until his
crack was bright pink from the strain. "Wider!" I ordered. He moved
his fingers closer to his anus and pulled until his knuckles were
white. His asshole opened up a little. *I could probably get my tongue
in there if I worked at it*, I thought, hot with lust for the taste of
Growling like a hungry beast, I rimmed his asshole, sucking out the
last of his cum from his asshole. Then I put the tip of my tongue
right up against his slightly opened asshole and pushed. I made my
tongue as stiff as I could and shoved so hard it felt like it would
tear itself out at the roots. But then €€ success!
David's asshole opened and my tongue shot inside. I imagined that
this was how David felt when he entered my ass at first. Except that I
could *taste* ass as well as feel it. It was indescribable. I guess
the closest analogy is caviar or a strong cheese. When you first have
it on your taste buds, your nose wrinkles in distaste. But if you give
it a chance, you shortly realize just how delicious it is. Soon I was
totally enamored of the flavor of butt.
I forced my tongue in deeper and began to thrust in and out in time
with my fingers in my own ass and pussy. David whimpered as I fucked
his butt with my tongue. I pushed it in to the root and wriggled it
around, swabbing out his rectum. The taste of his ass flooded my
senses and I fucked myself faster. I fucked my tongue in his ass until
it ached, then pulled it out so I could suck my own spit out of his
slick asshole, then shoved it back in so I could give his rectum a
lingual massage. David's asshole clamped down hard on my tongue just
before he started to hump the couch as he shot his load, making it
harder to keep my tongue in his anus. But I kept going as I approached
my own, self-induced orgasm.
Then my office door suddenly opened. Stephanie came in looking
intently at my note. "Ms. Hodgkins, I can't quite make out what
this..." There was a look of shock on her young face and I can
understand why. Here was her boss, the respectable daughter of the
company president, wearing nothing but shoes, stockings and garter
belt; both hands buried in her cunt and asshole; cum seeping out of
her butt, her face buried in the ass of the computer repairman, her
tongue deep in his asshole.
"Ms. Hodgkins!" she cried.
"Stephanie!" I yelled, angry at her for disturbing me, hoping to
intimidate her into keeping her mouth shut around the other
"Claire," she moaned, shutting the door and locking it. She quickly
stripped out of her clothes. Her underwear was just as sexy as mine.
Her blonde hair was long, with that studied messiness that fit her
job. Her heaving tits were only slightly smaller than mine, but her
thighs were more shapely and looked firmer. Her bush was... gone! Her
pussy was shaved completely bare! I could see her lips glisten from
the juices that had already begun to accumulate. I may have looked
shocking, but the scene I presented must also have been as sexy as
She dropped to her knees behind me. She pulled my fingers out of
my ass and replaced them with her tongue. She went to town on my ass,
sucking David's cum out of my butt. I came again and pulled my tongue
out of David's ass. I sat up and found Stephanie's mouth plastered to
mine. She thrust her tongue between my lips and I tasted David's cum
and my asshole again (Damn! I loved that taste!).
We all spent the entire afternoon sucking and fucking each other.
David was one fucking stallion. He shifted from one pussy, from one
asshole to another, fucking us tirelessly, shooting load after load.
One of my favorite positions was behind Stephanie and David. While he
fucked that marble-hard cock in her ass, I sucked and tongue-fucked
his butthole. Then I licked his balls and ran my tongue down the
length of his thrusting dick. Then I slurped on her juicy bare beaver,
swallowing her delicious cum. Then I reversed the process, ending back
at that male asshole. I went back and forth until David emptied his
load in her ass. When he pulled out, I cleaned off David's cock, then
sucked all of his sweet cream out of Stephanie's hot asshole.
Stephanie turned out to be experienced in all kinds of anal sex.
I was lucky to find a new girlfriend who could share my new kink.
Certainly, our little "eccentricity" is what first brought us
together, but Stephanie is more than a gorgeous slut with a perfect
cunt and a penchant for my asshole she says it's the most delicious
one she's ever had her tongue inside she is also a witty,
intelligent, and very sensitive young woman. If she were a man, I'd
marry her in a second.
Now we're regular lovers. Stephanie moved into my house in one of
the city's nicer suburbs, but she keeps her apartment in town. After
all, while the it's okay to brag about screwing the secretary in the
men's executive washroom, it's quite different if you're a woman; and.
poor Daddy would have a heart attack if he ever found out. Besides, it
gives us a perfect place to go on our lunch break, when what we mainly
eat is each other.
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