Chapter 6
Fred Bancroft never once regretted that night. It had been the beginning of a new and exciting lifestyle for the previously inhibited man. When Sherry finally broke through his sexual hangups, he seemed to have walked into a new and wonderful world.
Whenever his wife went on overnight trips, which were becoming more and more frequent, he always shared his bed with his little daughter. On evenings when his wife had to work late, Fred and Sherry would eagerly hop into the sack before dinner. Not since that first night together, did they ever discuss the rights or wrongs of what they were doing.
Sometimes when little Sherry would get horny in the afternoons, she would call her father at the office and he would leave work and drive her to a motel where they'd spend the rest of the day together. His inhibitions completely destroyed, father and daughter were always experimenting with new sexual positions and methods. It surprised Sherry how inventive her father had become when it pertained to sex.
"Gee I love you, Daddy," the girl whispered to him one afternoon as she was vigorously sucking on his cock, trying to revive it after the wild come they had enjoyed only a few minutes earlier. "You've got the biggest, greatest prick in the whole world."
"And you're my sweet little fuck-baby," he smiled, gently moving his fingers around the soft swollen lips of her little sperm-drenched pussy.
"Daddy," she suddenly said with a far-away look in her eyes, "I know you have sex with Mother, but we'll always fuck each other, won't we?"
"Yes, darling," he laughed. "You'll always be daddy's little fuck baby."
Life changed for Fred Bancroft in other ways as well. The formerly conservative man was taking a new interest in life. He was noticing the legs, boobs and asses on passing women. Noticing a particularly sexy woman, he would try to imagine how she would be in bed. If his little daughter was such a sex-pot, he often wondered what an older, more experienced woman would be capable of doing.
His sex life with his wife had become almost nonexistent. She seemed uninterested, and Fred felt certain that she wouldn't tolerate his new tastes and techniques, so neither made any advances to the other.
Sherry and her mother got along very well together. Peggy Bancroft was pleased that her husband and daughter didn't object to her being away from home so often, and Sherry was secretly pleased that her mother was away so much, giving her more time alone with her dad. . Even Sandy Perkins, Fred Bancroft's private secretary, had noticed a change in her boss' attitude. Sandy, a petite little girl with a trim figure, big boobs and long brown hair, had been his secretary for five years.
When she started working for him, shortly after finishing school, she had developed a wild crush for her handsome boss. She tried a hundred ways to catch the man's attention until she realized that he didn't even know she existed. She, as well as the other girls in the office, soon learned that they were no more than another piece of furniture to the man. He was always polite and courteous, but beyond that he was strictly business. Sandy's slim saucy little legs beneath her short miniskirts had never once averted his eyes from his work. As the years passed, the girl had relegated him to a dusty shelf reserved for fossils of the dim past.
But lately she had noticed a slight change developing in his behavior. The first indication had been a few weeks earlier when she'd been taking dictation. The man's words had trailed off in the middle of a sentence, and looking up, Sandy saw his eyes staring excitedly at the thighs of her crossed legs.
When she told the other girls about it, they giggled and said there must have been a dollar bill pasted on her leg. That would be the only thing that would excite him.
On a more recent occasion, he had complimented her on a blouse she was wearing that boldly revealed the cleavage of her large tits between the deep V-neckline.
"That's certainly a sharp-looking blouse," he had said.
"Thank you," she smiled, knowing that she had worn the same garment to work at least fifteen times over the past year.
"Is it new?" he continued.
"No, not really," she had answered as she left the room.
Watching her slim little figure disappear through the door, Fred Bancroft felt a tingle ripple through the head of his cock. Within a matter of seconds his big dick was throbbing excitedly in his pants. He had a wild desire to shove his pulsing cock up his secretary's hot little slit. His prick almost bursting with swollen lust, Fred picked up the phone and dialed his house.
"Hello," he heard Sherry answer.
"Hi, honey," Fred replied.
"Gee, Daddy," his daughter giggled. "I was just sitting here thinking about you."
"What were you thinking about?" he teased.
"I was just sitting here wishin' I had my daddy's big cock in my horny little pussy," whispered Sherry.
"I was thinking the same thing," her father laughed.
"Daddy," she asked excitedly, "Will you come home and fuck me?"
"That's what I had in mind," her father answered, his hard cock pounding frantically in his pants. "I can be home in twenty minutes."
"Please hurry, Daddy," she whispered excitedly. "I'm horny as hell this afternoon."
Later that day as he lay on his bed, his little daughter sensually sucking and licking his cock back to a second hard-on, Fred Bancroft's thoughts drifted to his secretary. Closing his eyes, he visualized Sandy's soft little mouth and tongue working on his dick. The thought of being sucked off by Sandy sent wild tremors racing through his body.
He couldn't understand why he had this sudden desire for his young secretary after almost five years of working with her. Thinking about Sandy, he realized he knew absolutely nothing about her. He didn't know whether she had a boy friend or whether she was engaged, yet he had an overwhelming desire to bury his cock deep inside her furry little snatch.
The next morning when he entered the office, the sight of Sandy's big soft brown eyes sent delicious warmth surging through his cock.
"Hi, Mr. Bancroft," she smiled, tossing her long brown hair back over her shoulders. "You're early this morning."
"Hello, Sandy," he said slowly, his eyes focused on the big soft boobs pressing out against her tight-fitting sweater. "I guess I'm a little early, but I want to catch up on some work."
"Here's a stack of papers that need your signature," she smiled, handing them to him, "and I'll bring you a cup of coffee in a moment."
Sandy sat quietly at her desk for a few minutes after Fred had entered his private office. She had noticed the excited hungry look in his eyes as he'd stared at her tits. For the first time in five years he was beginning to act like a normal male, and Sandy was speculating about the possibility of being fucked by him. The thought of having the handsome man's cock rammed up her cunt sent crazy little needles of fire tingling through her body. Woman's intuition told her that the time was ripe and she should strike while the iron was hot. Before taking him his coffee, Sandy went into the ladies' room and removed her bra and pantyhose. Wearing nothing but her short skirt and the soft sweater over her braless tits, she entered his office with the coffee.
"Thank you," he smiled as she set the cup on his desk. "Why don't you join me for coffee?"
She hesitated for a moment, since he had always dismissed her as soon as she had served him.
"Please," he continued, "I'd like you to join me.
Watching her saucy little butt swing through the door as she went for her coffee, Fred Bancroft's cock gave a wild lurch.
"This is nice to have company," he said later when she was seated across the desk sipping her coffee.
Not answering, Sandy let her big soft brown eyes reply. Fred didn't miss the warm limpid expression on her lovely face.
"Strange," he said. "After five years I hardly know you, Sandy."
"Oh, I'm just Sandy," she laughed. "I work, eat, breathe and sometimes make love."
"That sounds like a pretty well-rounded life," Fred smiled, pleased with her direct answer. "You're not married, are you?"
"Heavens no," she giggled. "I'm having too much fun."
"Anyone in particular?" he continued.
"Nope," Sandy smiled, getting up to straighten a picture on the wall. "Not at present. I'm shopping around."
"How's shopping?" Fred asked, his eyes on her bare thighs exposed beneath the short skirt.
"A little slow," she replied. "I'm only shopping for a playmate, not a husband."
"You shouldn't have any trouble finding playmates," he laughed.
"Well," Sandy smiled, walking back towards the desk, "I'm sort of particular."
"I ... I guess you can be," stammered Fred, completely captivated by the sensuous young body coming across the room.
"How about you?" she asked, walking around and sitting on the edge of the desk.
"What about me?" the man asked, her bare crossed legs only inches from his face.
"Are you available?" Sandy kidded, re-crossing her legs and exposing even more naked thigh.
Completely bewildered, Fred was unable to answer the startling question.
"Well," the girl laughed," I'd better get back to work."
"No," he gulped, grasping her hand in his, "not for a few minutes."
"Your hands are so strong and gentle," Sandy said in a low voice, pressing his palm on her bare thigh.
The feel of her hot soft flesh burned deliciously against his hand, sending the blood surging into his rapidly swelling prick.
Sitting on the edge of the desk, facing the man, Sandy could see the big throbbing bulge in his crotch. Daintily kicking off a shoe, she reached down with her foot and began lightly rubbing the swelling in his pants with her little bare toes. The feel of her warm little toes delicately massaging his swollen cock was enough to blow Fred's mind.
"Do you like that?" she whispered, her soft brown eyes glowing with sensual warmth.
Fred didn't answer. He was looking at the smooth naked flesh of her partially opened thighs as she probed his cock with her delicate toes. Staring at her deliciously exposed pussy, Fred was lost in the ecstasy of the gentle foot massage he was receiving. Unable to stand the delicious teasing any longer, he quickly lowered his zipper, releasing his throbbing cock.
An excited shudder raced through Sandy's lovely body when she saw the big gnarly prick thrusting up through his open fly. She began massaging the purple knob between the toes of both feet. The hot hardness of the massive cock burned deliciously against her flesh. Clutching the lurching tool between her bare feet, Sandy began stroking up and down the full length of his cock with her talented little toes.
"D'ya like that, Mr. Bancroft?" she giggled. "D'ya like fucking Sandy's toes?"
"Jesus, yes!" he gasped, his eyes riveted on her hot little slit, exposed only inches away from his face. The soft brown twat hairs that nestled around her pussy sparkled with little droplets of cunt-juice. The delicious liquid glistened on her soft open cunt-lips that exposed the pink, fleshy opening of her slippery twat-mouth. He could smell the musky, pungent aroma of the girl's dripping pink slit.
Filled with excitement, Fred suddenly jumped up and, throwing the girl's soft thighs over his shoulders, he buried his face and mouth deep into her hot slippery cunt.
"Oh, Christ!" she squealed with delight as she felt his big thick tongue swirling around in her juice-drenched slit. "Suck me good, baby, suck me good!"
The girl lurched and sobbed when his tongue discovered her hard sensitive clitoris. With her eyes closed tight with ecstasy and his juice-drenched face buried between her squirming thighs, neither of them noticed Brenda Williams enter the unlocked office.
Brenda Williams, who worked in the steno pool, was too startled by the scene to make a discreet exit. She stood frozen in her tracks, watching Sandy writhing wildly on the desk while the sedate Fred Bancroft was frantically slurping at the girl's pussy.
Brenda Williams, a casual friend of Sandy's, had come down to see if Sandy would join her for coffee. Seeing the door to Fred Bancroft's private office ajar and knowing that the man never came in until later, she had entered looking for Sandy.
Brenda was a tall, rather big-titted girl with short blonde hair. Though a big person, her weight was well-distributed, giving her a very sensuous appearance. Sandy didn't know Brenda very well, but she had heard through the grapevine that the girl was into some pretty kinky sex scenes.
"Oh, God, baby," she heard Sandy sobbing. "Suck me honey, suck me good!"
A wild flame seared through the big blonde's body when she noticed the massive hard cock thrusting out of Fred Bancroft's open fly. Her body seemed to turn into a torrent of hot juices as she stared at the big throbbing prick. That bloated knob was the most delicious-looking piece of man-meat she had seen in a long time.
Her eyes glued to Fred's big dong, Brenda reached up under her skirt and began rubbing her excited clitoris. The thought of having that huge cock in her mouth, in her cunt, or up her asshole was driving her crazy. God, how she wanted that hard beauty. Without fully realizing what she was doing, Brenda moved unnoticed across the room and, slipping behind the desk, dropped to her knees in front of Fred's thrusting cock.
Grasping the big gnarly prick-shaft with both hands, she covered his swollen knob with her hot lips and mouth. The exciting male taste of the big rubbery bulb sent wild shudders ripping through her entire body.
Fred shuddered with renewed excitement when he became vaguely aware that a pair of soft hot lips was sucking on his cock, but he was so wildly engrossed with eating out little Sandy's dripping pussy that it all seemed quite normal to the lust-crazed man.
Her big juicy mouth slurping madly on Fred's steel-hard cock, Brenda was taking the quivering knob deep into her throat. Wanting more and more, she quickly opened his belt buckle and dropped his pants, exposing the biggest, hairiest pair of balls she'd ever seen.
Releasing the big knob from her mouth, Brenda began running her lips and tongue up and down the hard, sinewy shaft, saturating it with her slobbering hot spit. When the rod was completely drenched, she began licking and sucking his massive nuts until they, too, were soaked.
Still sucking frantically on Sandy's frothy little slit, Fred was on the verge of delirium as Brenda's big hot lips and mouth gave him a blow-job that he'd never forget. It felt like she was sucking his guts and asshole right out of the end of his prick.
Unaware of what was happening to her boss, Sandy was lurching toward an orgasm.
"Suck, baby, suck!" she squealed. "That feels so fucking good, honey! Oh, Christ, I'm gonna come!
I'm gonna come!"
Her body trembling with excitement, Sandy could feel his tongue swirling deliciously against her hard quivering clit. She felt the overwhelming orgasm building up in her pleasure-racked body.
"Oh, shit!" she screamed. "I'm coming! I'M COMIIINNNGGG!"
The shattering climax washed over her like a thundering surf, leaving her trembling and exhausted on the desk.
It was several moments later that Sandy became aware of Fred standing and clenching the edge of the desk, his body violently shaking and his glazed eyes staring out wildly from his contorted face. It was only then that she noticed Brenda's blonde head pumping up and down over the man's big cock. She stared in disbelief, listening to the girl's slobbering Lips slurping on Fred's throbbing dong. He was gasping and moaning in ecstasy as Brenda rapidly propelled him toward a thundering orgasm.
Sandy sat up on the edge of the desk to get a better view of the wild scene. She began getting excited all over again as she watched Fred's big spit-soaked dick slithering in and out of the blonde's wet, slurping mouth.
Brenda was eagerly awaiting the flood of hot thick sperm that would soon be flowing into her eager mouth. Sensing that Fred was on the verge of shooting, Brenda suddenly rammed her finger up his asshole just before the hot white jizz gushed into her throat. As she wildly massaged his prostate with her finger, Fred continued squirting spurt after spurt of the tangy cum into her sucking, slavering mouth.
She didn't release the hefty prick until she had sucked out and swallowed the last little drop of jizz. It was only then that Fred Bancroft dropped exhausted into his chair.
Getting up from her knees, Brenda sat on the edge of the desk facing the slumped man.
"Hi, Mr. Bancroft," she smiled down at him, a trickle of fuck cream running down from the corner of her mouth. "I'm Brenda Williams from the steno pool. I'm a typist, but I'd rather suck cocks."
"Hello, Brenda," Fred grinned. "I don't know how well you type, but you're sure a great cock-sucker."
"Thank you," she giggled, running her fingers through her short blonde hair. "And you have a real beauty to suck off."
They all laughed at her observation.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Sandy suddenly asked. "And how did you get in?"
"You left the door open," Brenda replied, getting up and closing it. "You lovers should be more careful."
"Well," giggled Sandy, "you certainly timed it right."
"I sure did," she laughed. "And now that I've had my morning juice, I'd better get back to work."
"Want another mouthful before you leave?" teased Fred.
"No thanks," Brenda quipped, leaving the room. "But be sure you shove that beauty up Sandy's hot little cunt."
Sitting on the edge of the desk, Sandy smiled down at Fred Bancroft's thick limp cock draped across the slumped man's leg. Even soft, it was a rugged, exciting cock to behold. Dropping to her knees in front of her boss, she gently took the lusty tool in her hands and began lightly licking the top of it with her wet little tongue. Sandy was pleased to feel the hot fleshy rod start to throb and lurch in her hands.
When his cock was hard again, Sandy removed her skirt and sweater, exposing her youthful naked body to Fred's approving eyes. Sitting on the edge of the desk, her feet planted firmly on the floor, Sandy began suggestively running her finger up and down her juicy cunt-lips.
Slowly getting up, she moved over in front of her boss' chair. Facing him, she straddled his waist, slowly lowering her hot juicy cunt around his big throbbing cock. Suddenly filled with a renewed excitement, Fred rammed his hips up with a savage thrust, driving his raging cock deep into her hot, slippery hole.
"Oh, honey," she whispered as his rod slithered deliciously against her sensitive cunt walls.
Facing the man with her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, her big naked boobs and nipples squished delightfully against his face and mouth.
"Oh, fuck, Mr. Bancroft, fuck," she whispered, squeezing her soft warm thighs against his waist.
Slithering up and down on her boss' throbbing cock, Sandy could feel the massive tool pounding deep into her inflamed twat. A hot stream of pussy-juice was squishing out of her clasping cunt and running down Bancroft's leg.
"Oh, God!" she squealed, her grasping cunt involuntarily sucking around the rock-hard length of his plunging dick. She could feel every vein of his massive cock rubbing deliciously against her sensitive cunt tissues.
Filled with excitement, Fred suddenly clasped her firm little ass-cheeks in his hands and lifted her up until only the tip of his throbbing knob was left inside her writhing cunt. Quickly dropping her back down, he thrust his juice-slickened pole deep up into her lust-filled cunt.
"AAAAGGGGHHHH!!" she screamed as it tore up through her hot pussy flesh. "That's it, baby! That's it! Fuck me good!"
Spurred on by her cries, Fred clutched excitedly at Sandy's firm young ass-cheeks, fucking her frantically up and down over his thrusting tool. His steel-hard cock was pounding savagely into the writhing girl's wet pussy. Sandy's big jugs were bouncing crazily in front of Fred's eyes.
"Oh, God!" she sobbed. "This feels so fucking good!"
Glancing down, Fred could see her deliciously exposed cunt-lips sliding up and down over his hard glistening meat. The feel of hot juicy pussy slithering against his sensitive rod sent wild tremors of sensual ecstasy racing through his passion- crazed cock.
Sandy began gyrating her clutching cunt around the massive prick that was pounding so relentlessly into her cock-hungry little belly. She stared sightlessly at the ceiling, her nostrils flared and her soft young lips stretched back from her teeth. The only thing that was real to her was the big bloated cock that was slamming in and out of her slippery little slit, sending delicious sensations flaming through her steaming cunt.
Groaning with ecstasy, Fred clutched her soft ass-cheeks even tighter, frantically bouncing her faster and faster over his throbbing cock.
"Ooooh, God!" the girl squealed. "That's so good, Mr. Bancroft! Oh, shit, it's so fucking good!"
The two lewdly fucking bodies pounded furiously against each other, straining to reach a mind-blowing climax.
"Oh, Christ, Mr. Bancroft!" she suddenly cried. "Ram your finger up my ass, honey! Hurt me, baby! Please, honey, please!"
Fred quickly moved his finger between slippery wet ass-cheeks as Sandy continued writhing up and down on his big glistening cock. Opening the fleshy cheeks of her quivering butt, his fingers found her puckered little shitter. Probing gently against it, he felt the tight, elastic little asshole slowly open under the pressure of his trembling finger. Gently rotating the finger, he slipped it in to the first knuckle.
"Oh, Christ, that's good," she whispered.
Pushing harder, he sank his thick strong finger deeper and deeper into the warm depths of her ass.
"God, that hurts!" the girl sobbed. "Hurt me more, honey, hurt me more!"
Mewling frantically, Sandy pushed her quivering ass against the slowly penetrating finger until it sank to the palm of his hand. Through the thin, sensitive flesh that separated the two holes, Fred could feel the underside of his bloated cock sliding in and out of her passion-crazed little cunt. Groaning with excitement, he began plunging and twisting his finger around in the moist hot darkness of her shitter.
"Christ, that feels good," she whispered into his ear. "Oh, God, that feels good."
Squirming her slippery little asshole around the lewdly imbedded finger, Sandy continued sliding her juicy pussy up and down over the hard inflamed cock. Screaming and moaning, the tightly locked couple continued fucking at a furious rate.
"AAAAGGGGHHHH!!" Sandy screamed hysterically as his deeply imbedded finger propelled her faster and faster up and down his rigid fuck-pole. Screwing her grasping cunt down tighter on his plunging cock, she clung to him, her flaming twat writhing uncontrollably down on his thrusting rod.
"Oh, God!" she screamed. "I'm coming, honey! I'M COMING!"
With her long brown hair whipping around her face and shoulders, her mouth hanging slack and open, her eyes rolled back and staring sightlessly at the ceiling, Sandy continued fucking frantically up and down over his big bursting cock.
Fred was afraid he couldn't last much longer. Her hot, sucking cunt walls slithering against his excited cock were about to bring him off. He could feel the inevitable ejaculation boiling up in his balls.
"Oh, Christ!" she squealed as his hot, thick cum gushed up into her hungry box. "I'm coming! COMMIIIINNNGGG!"
Shuddering violently, she pressed her cunt down tighter against the base of his cock, feeling little spurts of his jizz still squirting into her glowing twat. Smiling softly down at her boss, she felt the deliciously warm sensations flood gently through her trembling flesh.
Drawing his face up to hers, Sandy covered his lips with her soft open mouth, her tongue probing sensually around his.
"Oh, God, that was good," she whispered, holding his handsome face in her soft damp hands.