Chapter 3
Mike Johnson, a tall, handsome, thirty-eight-year-old executive with a downtown corporation, didn't know his daughter was fucking anyone. Whenever he thought of Tammy, he pictured an innocent, virginal, thoroughly inexperienced young girl.
That didn't mean, however, that he didn't want to fuck her himself. Mike had been both aware and ashamed of his incestuous desires for Tammy for the past several years. At least five times a week he fantasized about her while jacking off, pumping his big dick with his fist as he imagined his daughter's large tits and the hair-fringed lips of her cunt.
It was now three o'clock on a sunny weekday afternoon. Mike was seated behind the mahogany desk in his private office, dressed in one of the many formal, three-piece suits he wore during office hours.
Mike was trying to give dictation to Shirley, a pretty, nineteen-year-old redhead from the typing pool. But he was having trouble concentrating. For reasons he couldn't understand, he'd felt annoyingly, distractingly horny all day. Every time he tried to think of the subject covered in the letter, his mind wandered off to his daughter's pussy.
"And, uh, in conclusion," he said, winding up the letter, "it isn't the policy of the Guzman Corporation to tolerate, uh ... change that to condone. No, not condone. Encourage? Aww, shit ..."
"That's okay, Mr. Johnson," Shirley said helpfully. "I know the form of these letters well enough by now. I can finish it up for you."
"That would be nice," Mike replied, genuinely grateful. "I don't seem to be thinking too clearly this afternoon. Thanks, Shirley. I appreciate it."
At this point Mike expected her to leave his office. But she didn't move. Instead, the young secretary sat in the chair before his desk with her legs crossed and her mini-skirt riding halfway up her thigh, smiling enigmatically.
Those were nice legs she was showing, Mike realized. Shirley was an exceptionally attractive teenage girl, with a lithe, slim figure and a lovely face. Mike fidgeted nervously as he tried to figure out why she was smiling.
"You know, Mr. Johnson," Shirley said finally. "The other day I was talking to a girl down in accounting. Everyone calls her Babs. She says she used to know you. Does the name ring a bell?"
The name certainly did ring a bell. Mike flushed and loosened his tie, remembering how he'd fucked Babs three times the night of the Christmas party several years ago. Had she told Shirley about that? What was Shirley getting at?
"Yes, I used to know her," Mike replied stiffly. "Why do you ask?"
Shirley's smile broadened. She lifted her legs, pressing her knees to her shoulders and wrapping her arms around her calves. The dress rode up to her waist, and Mike's jaw dropped open in shock.
Between Shirley's shapely upper thighs, he could see the curly red-haired lips of her pussy. She wasn't wearing any panties.
"Well, Mr. Johnson, Babs said you fucked her three times in one night. She says you've got a fantastic body, and your dick is eight inches long. Babs says you're one hell of a stud!"
"Uh, Shirley," Mike stammered. "I don't, uh, think that, uh ..."
Shirley rose from her seat and knotted her skirt around her waist. Mike stopped talking as he stared at her pussy triangle. Smiling hotly, the horny secretary walked around his desk and sat on his lap. She twined her arms around his shoulders and kissed him on the cheek.
"There's something you can do to repay me for typing up that letter, Mr. Johnson," she purred, nibbling his ear. "See, I'm really horny today. Maybe you can fuck me just like you did Babs."
"Shirley, I'm married," Mike muttered. "With Babs ... a mistake ... something I did years ago. You're a very pretty girl, but I can't ..."
"Aw, can the shit, Mr. Johnson," Shirley hissed vixenishly. "I can see your cock getting stiff. You want to fuck me and you know it."
As if to demonstrate the veracity of her words, Shirley pushed her hand between Mike's thighs and squeezed the shaft of his rapidly swelling prick. Mike groaned as she caught the spongy knob between her thumb and forefinger, pinching his cockhead hard.
"Shirley, you're going to make me lose control of myself!"
"That's what I want, Mr. Johnson. Now why don't you feel my cunt?"
She took his hand and placed it between her thighs. Mike touched the pouting, swollen lips of her pussy. Shirley was telling the truth - she really was horny. Her cunt was hot and dripping wet.
There was nothing that turned Mike on more than an eager, juicy pussy. His dick began to throb painfully and Shirley whimpered as he fingered the oozing lips of her cunt. In the space of an instant he lost control of himself. What was really so terrible about cheating on his wife one more time?
"Oh, Mr. Johnson, I want you to fuck me," Shirley groaned. "I want you to fuck me so bad."
"Get on the floor," Mike said hoarsely. "We don't have much time."
Immediately Shirley fell to her hands and knees on the plush office carpet, putting herself in the dog-fucking position. Mike's dick twitched with cum and blood as he stared at the rounded cheeks of her ass and the hairy mouth of her cunt.
He unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down to his knees with his jockey shorts, revealing the shaft of his huge, blue-veined dick. Shirley whimpered hotly as she looked at his prick over her shoulder, licking her lips as she saw translucent jism oozing onto the rug.
Mike knelt between Shirley's thighs. He held his cock in his fist and rubbed the spongy knob all over her pussy lips. There was no need for foreplay. Her cunt was already soaked.
He fit the tip of his prick in her pussy and heaved forward, ramming all of his prick into the incredibly tight tunnel of her cunt.
"Fuck me," Shirley squealed. Her cheeks flushed as her pussy slit separated around his invading shaft, as her fuck hole was suddenly filled with all of his warmly throbbing cock. She clawed the rug with her long fingernails and began to hump her ass fast and hard.
"Fuck me!" she pleaded insistently. "Please, Mr. Johnson! I need your big dick! Oh God, I've wanted to fuck you since the first day I saw you! Fuck my cunt really hard!"
Mike did as his secretary demanded. He hunched over her lithe body, squeezing her small but firm tits through her dress. His hairy asscheeks contracted in and out as he pounded his cock through the sucking slit of her cunt.
Her pussy was tight and strong, and he could feel the walls of her tunnel compressing around his burning dick with every stroke. Mike sighed with pleasure and fucked her even harder, until her knees thudded painfully on the floor with the savage intensity of his humping rhythm.
"Harder, harder, make me cum!" Shirley shouted. Her voice was wild and feverish, and he worried that some of his co-workers might be able to hear their fucking in the hall. "Your cock is so huge! Ram it up my pussy! Really ram it! I want to feel your cum spurt!"
Mike squeezed Shirley's tits viciously. He guessed that in some way or the other, whether she knew it or not, she was into pain.
He hammered and plowed his swollen cock in and out of her hungry pussy, treating her body as cruelly and single-mindedly as if he were a farm boy with a favorite cow. Shirley's belly undulated as he filled her dripping cunt with the blood-logged shaft of his cock.
"I'm cumming now!" Shirley shrieked. He could feel the spasms pulsing through her pussy as the climax exploded in her loins. "Awww, fuck me! Oh God, oh Jesus, there, oh Jee-sus ... nnnggg! Cumming, Mr. Johnson! Fuck my cunt! Cummmiiinnnggg!"
The walls of Shirley's cunt tunnel spasmed around Mike's throbbing dick, and her pussy slit oozed juice down the insides of her thighs as the cum swept through her naked body.
Mike winced and kept his swollen cock buried inside her pussy. His prick was almost unbearably stiff, and it took all his willpower not to shoot his load in Shirley's gushing cunt. But he didn't want to spurt yet. He wanted to keep on fucking her, to support the reputation Babs had given him as a first-class stud.
"Ooooh God!" Shirley sighed. As the spasms diminished, she fell flat on her belly on the floor. Mike's hard-on slipped wetly out of the hairy mouth of her cunt.
"You're really one hell of a fuck, Mr. Johnson," she purred hotly. "It's been an awfully long time since a guy threw me a screw like that."
Mike felt the hardness pulsing through his cock and frowned unhappily. If Shirley was already completely satisfied, he'd have to drain his balls by jacking off. Then Shirley smiled at him hotly over her shoulder, and he guessed she had something else in mind.
"An awfully long time, Mr. Johnson," she repeated. Shirley reached behind her back and wrapped her hands around the small, plump cheeks of her ass. "And for a fantastic fuck like that, I think you deserve an extra-special reward."
Shirley spread her asscheeks wide apart. Mike gaped at the puckered, pink ring of her asshole.
"Why don't you stick your dick there, Mr. Johnson?" Shirley wiggled eagerly on the carpet and made her little asshole muscle contract in and out. "It's awfully hot and tight. You better hurry up before I change my mind. It's been at least a year since I last had the kind of stud I'd let fuck me up the ass."
Quickly Mike crawled onto Shirley's luscious, willing body. He held his bloated cock shaft and fit the knob onto the sphincter of her asshole. Cream oozed continuously from his cum slit. There'd be more than enough lubrication to cram his fat cock up her ass.
He took a deep breath and pushed his hips down hard. Shirley's ass lips stretched to admit the spongy knob of his prick, and Mike gasped as he felt her rubbery asshole muscles milking around his cockhead. Slowly but surely he heaved on top of her, jamming inch after inch of his throbbing hard-on into the incredible tightness of her asshole.
"Unnggghh!" Shirley moaned. Her cheeks flushed crimson as she felt her asshole invaded by Mike's enormous cock. "Oh God, your dick is so huge!" She bit her lip so she wouldn't scream with the pain shooting through her ass. "I swear to Christ, I've never been ass-fucked by such a gigantic cock!"
Mike kept pushing down until he'd buried his prick to the balls in the sucking, milking heat of her asshole. Shirley whimpered and lay flat on the floor without moving. For several seconds he lay quietly on top of her, savoring the delicious sensations as her burning ass tunnel tugged his swollen cock.
Then he started fucking her. Mike gripped her frail shoulders for support as he rhythmically worked his hips, pumping his rigid dick in and out of her jiggling asscheeks.
"More," Shirley whispered. She clawed the thick carpet and began to hump beneath him. Her expression was contorted in a lurid mixture of pleasure and pain, as his massive cock ravaged her little asshole.
"Oh Jesus, I can hardly stand it! Unnhhh! Keep fucking me! Harder, fuck my asshole hard!"
Mike intensified his rhythm, hammering his aching prick through the rubbery grip of her asshole. Shirley thrust her hands under her torso. She began to finger-fuck her pussy as he fucked her ass, squealing as she pumped two fingers in and out of her gurgling cunt.
His cock was swollen to an incredible stiffness now, and he knew he wouldn't be able to stop himself from cumming. Mike pushed his hands under her chest and hungrily grasped her small, stiff-nippled tits. He squeezed them lustfully as he pounded his hard-on into her asshole as hard as he could.
"I'm cumming!" Shirley whined. "Awww yes, fuck me, fuck my asshole! Your dick - it's so huge! Unggghhh, God - cummiiinnnggg!"
Her puckered asshole sphincter sucked violently around his blue-veined dick as her second cum flashed through her body. Shirley moaned and finger-fucked her cunt like a bitch in heat, wincing and biting her lip until the spasms had finally subsided.
Mike still hadn't cum. His big prick felt like lead, and his nuts were so full of jism that they'd begun to ache. But he kept his cock buried in Shirley's asshole and fucked her hard as she cried and bucked in throes of cumming.
"Take it out!" she pleaded suddenly. "I can't take anymore. You'll kill me if you keep fucking me!"
Obediently Mike pulled his dick out of her asshole juices. His prick hadn't felt so painfully stiff in years.
Shirley's eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at his throbbing prick.
"You still haven't cum," she whispered. "God damn, Mr. Johnson! You fucked me two times straight and you still haven't blown your fucking load!"
Mike said nothing. Shirley sat up and wrapped her fingers almost adoringly around the swollen stiffness of his dick. Tenderly, she stroked the loose flesh, milking more cream out of the tip.
"Now you really deserve a special reward, Mr. Johnson," she whispered hotly. "You get to cum in my mouth. It'll be an honor to suck off a stud like you!"
Mike couldn't believe she'd give him a blow job when his shaft was covered with her asshole juices. But she opened her mouth wide, and the next thing he knew her lips clasped in a wet, hungry circle around the center of his cock.
She sucked his dick feverishly, as if she were an addict in the throes of withdrawal, desperate for the spurts of his cum. Her cheeks alternately puffed out and puckered sharply inwards, like a bellows, increasing the suction in her throat.
Shirley grabbed the base of his dick and violently jacked him off as she sucked. Her free hand toyed with the hairy sac of his balls, loosening the twin globes, swollen to bursting with cum. Her tongue rolled over and across his fat, spongy knob. Her cheeks flushed brightly as she sucked his big dick as hard as she could.
"Ahhhhh," Mike groaned.
He finally came. A torrent of salty white cum shot from the knob of his prick, gushing down Shirley's throat. Shirley squealed delightedly as she tasted the rush of his jism. Her throat muscles worked obscenely as she wetly sucked and gulped as fast as possible.
Again and again the spurts burst from his dick head, draining his balls of cream. A lustful, satisfied smile curled Mike's lips as his spurting prick and balls tingled with pleasure. He held the back of Shirley's head and pumped his hips back and forth, fucking her mouth with his cock as the last drops of cum oozed from the tip of his prick.
"You're one hell of a stud, Mr. Johnson," Shirley said, smiling and wantonly licking his jism off her lips. "And from now on, you can fuck me any time you want!"
Mike smiled half-heartedly. Shirley was a good fuck too, and he was sure he'd never have trouble making his dick stiff when he looked at her beautiful, teenage body. He only wished he wouldn't get so horny when he thought of his daughter.