Chapter 6
"I'm about worn out. You two are fantastic," Randy sighed. He looked up and saw Anne still straddling his dead cock. Never had he imagined it possible to be so tired from fucking. And it was a good feeling, one which he wouldn't soon forget.
He licked his lips again to clear them of the cunt-juices left there by Amber's pussy. Eating a woman out while another fucked herself on his prick was a brand-new thing for Randy. And he wished it were possible for him to repeat the experience right now. The limpness of his cock belied that fond hope, though.
Still, the two women were more than willing to keep going. They were curled up with each other on the desk top. He figured the possible thrill of falling off the desk while they passionately ate each other more than offset the discomfort of having nothing but hard wood under their pliant, fleshy bodies.
He stood and propped himself against the back of one of the chairs to get a better view of the hot and heavy action. The blur of red and black hair on the desk made him a little dizzy. They were really going at it. Amber's coppery-haired head was firmly buried between Anne's slender thighs. He could see her eager tongue lapping up the frothy love-juices leaking from between the pursed, slightly puffy labia. Anne's entire labia were getting the workout of her life.
Not that she wasn't giving Amber lick for lick in return. He moved around a little and saw Anne's darting tongue part the pinkly scalloped cunt-lips and plunge into the well of desire behind. He wished his prick would come alive again. He wanted nothing more than to sink balls deep in Anne's pussy again.
Or Amber's.
Or both!
That would be living, to have both of the women at the same time, to fuck them both equally. He closed his eyes and let the noises of the oral sex fill his mind. To stuff his prick in first one then the other of their equally tight and hot cunts turned him on. The fantasy seemed to run in slow motion in his head. It was like some porno movie running out of synch.
He could see the way he would work it. Not just having them lie side by side. That wouldn't keep either of those two oversexed bitches happy for an instant. Even the promise of his long, hard cock wouldn't do that. No, he would have one lying atop the other. Their tits would mash down firmly into each other. He could mentally see the way those ample boobs would flow under the pressure of womanly body on womanly body.
Nipple to nipple they would lie. The slightest movement on either of their parts would stimulate the other. And he would make sure their legs were spread wide open. He wouldn't care if they kissed each other or simply licked and sucked ears and tongues and lips. Whatever they wanted.
His joy would come from making a sandwich out of the top woman. Her pussy would be the first he would enter. But he wouldn't really fuck her. He would tantalize her, a few swift strokes and then slip out to stuff himself all the way up the bottom cunt. A few strokes here would get the one on the bottom hot to fuck-and then he would go back to the first pussy and fuck a few more times. Maybe ten or so strokes before leaving it with a wet, sucking plop. And back to the bottom cunt for a few more strokes.
He wondered how long he could keep up such a fucking. The way he felt now, not too long. But given time, and a little practice, he would make it so that all three of them got off on it in a big way.
He looked down at his prick and silently cursed. He had hoped all the lascivious thoughts he had been thinking would put some lead back into it. His cock stayed as dead as before.
"Damn you!" he said, wanting to bang his prick against the desk where the two women were still noisily, eagerly, eating one another. "Why can't you obey me for a change?"
Randy didn't hear the door of the office open but he did hear the startled gasp that followed. And there was no mistaking the, "Jesus fucking Christ, what is this?"
He turned to see a man dressed in a night watchman's uniform filling the door. The man was huge and the look on his face could only be described as that of a small boy who was turned loose in a candy store.
"Hi," said Randy, surprised at his lack of embarrassment at being caught naked and in the presence of two avidly fucking women.
"This is our little answer to conquer the boredom of a power blackout."
"Shit," the watchman said. "No wonder there's always a big increase in babies nine months after one of these power outtages."
"We're careful. Can't say anything would come of that kind of action, now would it?" He nodded toward the desk where Anne and Amber licked and lapped at each other's pussies while their hands explored the humid cracks of each other's asses.
"Shit, no. But that seems like such a waste."
"How do you mean?" Randy asked.
"Two women and us just standing here."
Randy glanced at the watchman's crotch and saw the huge bulge there. For a second, he envied the man, then remembered back to all the action he had already gotten. Let the watchman get a piece. There was still going to be plenty to go around. Talk about a renewable resource!
"You're right, but look, I'm sort of the doorman for this orgy. We don't let just any stranger in."
The crestfallen look on the watchman's face made Randy want to laugh, but he kept as serious an expression on his face as possible. "What's your name, stranger?"
"Tom Larson. I managed to work my way up from the tenth floor looking for people. You're the first I've found, oh, sweet Jesus, you're really the first!"
"Good, Tom. Since I know your name, that means you're no longer a stranger, right?"
"Huh?"
"Join 'em!"
Randy did laugh when the man stripped down in a hurry. He hardly seemed to know what to take off first. He finally calmed down a little, got his gun belt off, then his shoes and the rest of his clothes followed in proper order.
"Ready or not, here I come!"
"Not so soon!" complained Amber, looking up and seeing the strange man jumping into the midst of their erotic pile of arms and legs and pussies. She quickly moved down the man's body until she found a sturdy leg. She pulled this close to her and then worked up till she came to his rigid, pulsating prick.
"Ummm, goodies!" she cried. Her tongue began working on the man's cock and balls. In short order, the tight little bag containing his balls was trembling with suppressed desire. She took the entire sac into her mouth and gently gnawed on it. She could feel the nuts tumbling and lurching in the thick stew inside.
"God, I... I can't hang on too much longer. Be careful, will you?" the man asked, having to disengage his mouth from Anne's demanding lips.
Amber reluctantly left her post and stood beside the desk to look down on Tom and Anne. They seemed to flow together, spinning around until Anne's legs were high up in the air, her pussy widely exposed to Tom's driving prick.
Amber watched the purpled knob on the end of the man's fuck stick vanish into the humid depths of the woman's cunt. The look of sheer bliss on Anne's face told her that she wasn't going to be able to share Tom's cock. Nothing in the world would make Anne give up that long, stiff pecker now.
The hairy ass began to pump in and out with the age-old rhythm of a man fucking a woman. Amber sighed and turned to Randy, who watched the couple fucking with obvious interest.
"You like being a voyeur?" she asked nastily.
"There, there, did they screw you out of their little fuck-fest? Poor baby." He pulled her close and planted a big, juicy kiss on her lips. The rather adolescent kiss turned into a more adult one, her tongue forcing its way into his mouth. He trapped it with his lips and began to suck on her tongue.
Using just the tip of his organ, he teased and tormented her until they were both panting for breath. He finally allowed her to escape his clutches.
"God, man, you're something else."
"And so are you," he told her, looking down at her trembling tits. They looked like jello on a plate during an earthquake. Her arousal was made even more obvious by the way she wrapped her legs around one of his, rubbing her snatch up and down on the top of his thigh. He could feel the dampness leaking from inside her body.
"Want to watch some more? This is really the first time I've ever seen a couple fucking, live action, me in the same room."
Amber glanced over her shoulder and said, "Naw. That's getting your kicks second-hand. I prefer more intimate methods."
For a moment her green eyes bored into his, a communication flowing between them more comprehensive than words ever could be. He knew what she wanted and he knew he would love doing it to her.
"You always play so hard to get," he said.
"I bet if I really tried to fuck you, you'd run like hell. Wouldn't you?" he prompted.
She didn't answer directly. Instead, she twisted free of his grip and turned and bolted. For a moment, he stood watching her firm, young form race out the door. He saw her tits swinging in the most seductive manner possible. And then he was after her.
She laughed and mocked him from far down the corridor outside the office where Tom and Anne still fucked like rabbits. But Randy didn't think about them. He was more intent on catching Amber. He ran on light feet down the hall and came to the door through which she had ducked.
The redhead tried to get by him and back into the hall. Strong hands grabbed her arm, slipped, and ended up groping for her ass. Hanging on to that swaying globe of ass-flesh was too much. She slipped away from him. But the mere act of chasing her was turning him on. The physical exertion was pumping blood faster through his veins-and he was getting his hard-on back.
The sight of his cock half-erect slowed the girl down just at the right time. He managed to tackle her. They went to the floor in a pile of flailing arms and legs. Laughing he managed to pull her up and over his lap.
"Bitch!" he cried, laughing at her. "You should know better than to try to escape."
"You animal," she yelled. "I bet you're going to spank my ass! Don't do it! Anything but that!" And to make sure he did spank her, she wiggled her butt enough to get it into position for him.
She yelped as his hand rose and fell heavily on her naked rump. He repeated the motion several times, his hand beginning to smart under the impact. She moaned constantly, but the moans were of pleasure and not pain. The man stopped for a moment to rest his hand and to look at his handiwork. He became fascinated with the red welts crisscrossing Amber's ass.
It looked like a checkerboard. And as he stroked over it with the flat of his hand, he could feel the sexual heat boiling from her flesh. The idea that this was turning them both on even more than before fascinated him. He didn't understand what it was about spanking a naked woman that should get either of them excited.
But it did and he wasn't going to argue with the feeling of virile life coming from his cock.
"No, no," she moaned. "Don't do it any more. I beg you, don't spank me anymore."
She scooted a little across his lap to make sure that he didn't misinterpret what she was saying. She was saying "no" and meaning "Yes!"
"I stop only when I decide to, bitch!" he cried. And he continued spanking her with his hand until he felt his muscles tiring. The girl, however, seemed willing to keep going for hours like this. He felt the tiny flood of lubricants from her cunt dribbling down onto his leg. And the pressure of his cock against her belly was almost more than he could stand. He had to sink that needy spike of man-meat into her clutching warmth or he would waste the erection.
Unceremoniously, he dumped her onto the floor and announced, "I think I'm tired of you. I can't imagine wanting to continue whipping that impudent ass of yours."
For a stark instant, Amber was horrified that the man might mean what he said. She felt the heat from the spanking seeping into her guts, warming her in many ways. Her pussy was overflowing with desire now. And her entire butt was on fire. To leave her like this now would drive her out of her mind with lust!
"No, please! Isn't there anything you want from me?" She came to her hands and knees, like an animal, and waggled her ass enough so that he would have to be tempted.
She smiled when she saw the way his cock bucked and danced in front of his groin. He was only playacting like she was. He had threatened to abandon her in this condition to see how she would respond. The girl almost came when he moved a little closer to her and said, "Perhaps I see something I want."
He dropped down behind her and snuggled up close. She shivered in outrageous desire for his prick. When the meaty cylinder prodded between the thick slabs of her ass-meat, she did come. The girl screamed out her lust and shook all over. The feel of his hands on her flanks, stroking and stimulating here to even-higher levels of orgasm, thrilled her.
For the first time, she realized that a lot of fucking was purely mental. She wasn't getting his prick shoved up her cunt hard and fast. The merest of touches was all that had been needed to set her off. She had been anticipating. The spanking had primed her for the fucking and the promise of his cock was all she needed to come.
The girl felt the sexual tensions mounting in her belly again. The come she had experienced was only the first of many-and perhaps the least.
"Oh, sweet God, fuck me. I need that powerful dong inside me and fucking the shit out of meeeee!"
She shoved her ass backward to let him know she truly meant this. This was no lie. She wanted his cock buried all the way up her cunt, fucking her until she split apart all the way to the chin. This was what his spanking had set off inside her: stark sexual need.
"No," he said.
"What?" Panic again. "You can't do this to me!"
She shuddered under the impact of his prick sailing all the way up into her superheated, juicy twat. The feel of his cock spreading apart her tight cunt-walls was almost enough to bring her off again. Almost. She sobbed out loud, not caring if he knew of her intense passion for him or not.
"That's it! Fuck me now. Ride me, ride me as hard as you can!"
He stroked back and forth a few times and then slid his prick entirely from her cunt. She felt deserted, alone, unfulfilled. She couldn't believe that he wouldn't keep fucking her once he had started. But he had pulled free of her cunt and there wasn't the hot, hard rod of cock-flesh inside her that she needed to keep from going out of her mind.
"Please," she begged piteously. "I need it! I need you!"
"Very well. You asked me to fuck the shit out of you. I shall do so. Now!"
She felt his cunt-juice-soaked prick drive down into the humid canyon between her ass-cheeks. For a moment, she didn't know what he was doing. Then she felt the blunted head of his prick poke against the tight ring of her anal sphincter. Her entire body tensed up even more. She was a virgin up the ass. He couldn't possibly want to fuck her up her tightest passage.
And yet the pressure she felt against that little ring of muscle told her this was exactly what the man was going to do.
"No," she begged, "don't do it. You'll rip me apart inside. You're too damned big for my ass-hole!"
Her words spurred him to thrust even harder against her ass-hole. She moaned in pain as she felt her anus losing the fight. He didn't ram into her with no care about her comfort, yet she hurt. She hurt badly.
"Please don't do this to me!"
She tried to get away from him. She crawled away and he followed her. When his hands came around and held onto her waist, she was firmly trapped and unable to move any way except back against his crotch-and that meant taking his prick up her ass-hole.
She felt her anus slowly widening to take his huge prick. She knew he would tear her to bloody ribbons if he managed to fuck her up the ass. He was as large as a telephone pole. And he felt even larger. No matter that he had taken the time to lubricate his prick. He was too big to fit into her back door.
With a surge, he had his entire glans inside the "O" ring of her ass. She felt a blast of pain that rattled her teeth. This couldn't be happening to her. She loved it when he had spanked her. The feelings in her body lit hidden fires and made every single nerve in her body sing a song of carnal delight.
But this!
She cried openly now. The pain lanced through her belly and into her guts. She couldn't take his prick. He was too big for her. And then he went balls deep into her ass. She almost fell forward onto her face with the shock of his cock spreading and stretching her most delicate inner membrane.
"You're tearing me upppppp!"
But he didn't immediately keep fucking. He held his position, cock hidden all the way up her ass-hole, for a long minute. This allowed her young, resilient flesh to stretch and expand to take the huge girth of his prick. She moaned softly during this time but to her surprise she found her body accommodating his monstrous cock.
"It... it doesn't hurt so bad now," she admitted. The tears continued to pour down her cheeks, leaving behind salty trails. She didn't even notice them. The warmth of his prick was doing strange things to her now. The feel of his hairy upper thighs pressing into her well-spanked butt excited her. The heat and heavy flesh of his cock bucking around passionately in her tightest passage turned her on more than she cared to admit, too.
She was approaching the brink of orgasm. From pain she was getting intense pleasure.
"Now," he said, "if you want me to keep going.. . "
"Fuck me," she cried. "Butt-fuck me till I can't take it anymore. Never mind what I said before. I need you!"
He laughed and she felt a sudden surge of anger at that. He quickly drove all thought of that from her mind. She thought her guts were being pulled out of her body by the slow retreat of his prick. The suction formed between his prick and her ass-hole was almost perfect.
There came a lewd sucking noise and intense relief for the young girl. She almost panted in joy at the emptiness in her guts. But her relief was short lived. He shoved his prick back into her hot hole. The entire ring of her anus felt the friction and burned as if acid had been dripped on her flesh.
"Don't! No more! I can't take itttttt!"
But she did. And she began to like the feel of the cock entering her up the back. The feelings boiling in her body were so different from having her cunt fucked that she was still confused. But confused and pleasured by the ponderous weight of the cock. The man fucked with slow, deliberate strokes. Her body's smallest hole expanded to take his huge shaft.
And then she came. It was almost a surprise for her. She had felt the sexual desires mounting inside her but to come this fast took her unprepared. She shivered and shook and reveled in the feel of his prick butt fucking her.
"Yes, yes, yesssss!" she whined. "Give it all to me. Fast. Hard. But give it to meeeeee!"
She started ramming her butt back into the curve of his groin. Her ass fit into the concave area as if it were a piece of a jigsaw puzzle. And his prick filled to overflowing her entire ass. She tensed and relaxed the thick slabs of her ass-cheks. He grunted as she did and she knew that she could give him the same sort of sweet torture he was giving her.
The fiery redhead began shoving her hips back to ram the cock even deeper into her body. And as she did so, she tensed those globes of ass-meat around his prick. The man was grunting and moaning with desire now. She could feel the cock hidden so far up her shit chute begin to quiver like a racehorse in a starting gate. It wouldn't be much longer before his prick split apart and spewed out its precious load of come.
The girl wasn't content with torturing him in this fashion. She knew that there had to be other ways of pushing both their passions to the breaking point. Tensing and relaxing her insides helped. She could grip down on the full length of his throbbingly alive prick. Trapping it inside her kept him stationary for almost a full minute. Only intense pressure from his cock forced her to allow it to slip free.
She finally found the one thing that he couldn't resist. Lifting her left leg, she managed to curl it around behind the man's ass. Her toes fit perfectly into his hairy crack. This not only made sure he would stay very close to her, it tightened the already tiny ass-hole.
"Shit, baby, your ass-hole feels like a hangman's noose around my pecker. How do you do it?"
"Shut up and fuck, dammit. I need you. I need you!"
His hips began to obey his carnal needs rather than his brain then. No longer in control of his own body, the man simply slipped into a limbo where he could enjoy everything and had to think about nothing but his own pleasure.
Hips pumping wildly, he fucked into the tightness of her ass-hole until they were both screaming and crying out in ecstasy. The way her leg circled his body kept them from flopping apart like two fish out of water.
She finally came. And when she did it set off a chain reaction. He felt her entire ass-hole collapse around his prick. For a moment, he thought she would crush him flat. And then it didn't matter. Thought was no longer possible.
His cock exploded like a stick of dynamite. He thought he had shoved his pecker into a guillotine. But he didn't care. Let it be chopped off by the incredible pressure of her ass-hole crushing down like a mine cave-in. He would go happy!
He creamed and gave her the sexiest enema ever. For a long time after they had both gotten off, he held the position. Then his prick slipped from her clinging ass-hole.
Amber fell forward onto the floor, cradling her head with her forearms. Her ass-hole burned like a million fire ants had been gnawing at her tender flesh. But she didn't care. She had a warm glow inside such as she had never felt before. She had been a virgin up the ass and was one no longer.
And she couldn't think of a happier state to be in now.