Chapter 10
Every guy in the office including O'Brien himself, had a hard-on for little Trudy Thomas. She delivered documents for the title company and had brought Dude three plat maps of some property he had just listed.
Trudy looked a little more sexy that morning than usual with her very short mini-skirt and a tantalizing view of the upper half of her forty inch boobs. She was a petite hundred and ten pound blonde, twenty-two and her walk would widen the eyes and harden the dong of any red blooded male. Dude had tried many times to get to her, as had several others he knew, but she had the reputation of being a man hater. A stud she'd married broke her heart by leaving her for another bitch. She seemed to enjoy teasing and arousing men but that was all.
Dude followed her out to her Volkswagen and asked if he could sit down. She said it would be all right.
Dude started with, "Trudy, I received some fine color photos this morning from Denmark. Sexy as hell -everything in the book. Like to see them?"
She sort of surprised him by answering, "Why not? I haven't seen any sex action in six months."
Dude handed her a little book entitled "MiniPorno." On the front cover was a pretty girl with a big pecker deep in her mouth.
Trudy said, "Wow! Look at the size of that damn thing." Turning the page she saw a gal tonguing the clitoris of another cunt and across on the other page a big nine inch prick screwing a redhead who was on top of him.
Dude gently put his hand on her knee, fully prepared for her to slap it but instead she pulled it up and pushed it against her pussy. He rubbed the lips together through her panty hose.
Farther into the book she came to a guy giving cunnilingus and Dude asked, "You like that, Trudy?"
She answered, "Of course, but I like that better," pointing to the other page where a gal was on top, sixty-nining this big peckered stud.
Dude whispered in her ear, "Let's go to my pad and have a drink."
Trudy kissed him on the cheek and replied, "I only have half an hour, we'll have to hurry."
Dude handed her his key saying, "Down ,on Madison, the Aztec Apartments. Number twenty-one. Go on and make yourself at home. I'll be there in a jiffy. Have to make one phone call."
He had an appointment to show a house in half an hour but called and postponed it two hours. Two lovely hours!
When he walked back in the office, Cal, Al and Vince pointed to his bulging breeches, laughing.
Dude informed them, "Laugh all you want to, bastards! In fifteen minutes this will be sunk deep in the hot, wet pussy of Trudy."
Vince said, "Bullshit. Nobody fucks that broad."
Dude rang the bell at Club 21. Soon the door was opened with Trudy standing behind it, out of sight until he closed the door. That beautiful blonde stood there giggling, completely nude, her arms held up attempting to cover her big breasts. Dude took her in his arms in a crushing embrace, both of them kissing passionately.
Trudy had a bourbon on the rocks in her hand and one on the table for Dude. She had turned on his stereo and Segovia's guitar music filled the room.
Dude quickly got out of his clothes, picked her up and walked over and dropped her on the bed.
She grabbed his horizontal horn and exclaimed, "Heavens, Dude! I've never seen a cock anywhere near that big. Haven't seen one of any size in six months, since that no good five inch husband of mine left."
Sitting on the edge of the bed she aimed his cock at her mouth, he pushed forward and she took all she possibly could, deep inside. Ten or fifteen times she rocked forward and back and she pulled away suddenly, making a loud pop.
Flat on her back, legs spread wide she pleaded, "Dude, get on top of me and let's suck each other. Eat my starved cunt. Hurry, Dude!" She arched her back up with that enchanting blonde pussy pelt rising about six inches higher. Dude quickly straddled her shoulders and lowered into her pretty red lips, leaning forward with one hand under her butt, reaching up to help the other hand pull the long lips apart. He sucked all of them he could in his mouth and nibbled. She began pushing her pussy up into his face, raising his head six inches with each thrust.
He moved his mouth up then and found her long, bony clitoris. He rammed a finger in her vagina, then two fingers followed by a third. This started her making a humming sound deep in her throat and with one wild lunge at his face, she writhed and gyrated into a blissful climax that seemed to go on and on. She was left gasping breathlessly.
Trudy inquired, "Dude, you ready to fuck me?"
He answered, "I've been ready for six months, baby."
She instructed him, "Get on your back and I'll ride you like a bronco."
He added, "Yea, a bucking, fucking bronco."
Standing on one knee and her hands, she lifted the other knee and pointed his cock at her throbbing red meat and expertly lowered herself down on him. As the head of his penis entered her she declared, "Dude, that big prick of yours is beautiful. Fuck me, lover, give me six months of fucking. Oh! That feels good."
Her gyrating buttocks revolved with his every stroke. He pushed down onto the mattress until the head was almost out, then up hard back into her grasping loveliness.
Pulling her forward, Dude sucked the long erect nipple of one of her shapely, big forty inch boobs that was hanging down on his face, as he worked the other between thumb and two fingers, cupping it with the palm of his hand. Every minute or so he would switch tits. Those firm, over-sized globes were a delight.
In about five minutes she ordered him, "Dude ram it up in me hard. I'm about to come." He obeyed. He hunched up as hard as he could, holding himself up long enough for her to revolve four times, then down and up again, holding it. As she started her second climax her rotating doubled in speed as well as intensity. She quivered all over as the pent up emotions of six months of no sex seemed to leave her sexual organs like sparks of electricity.
After it was past, they returned to the less frantic routine that they'd had before. Trudy exclaimed, "Dude, that was the greatest climax I've ever had in all my life."
He uttered, "Good show, baby. Next time I'm going to fill you with a big hot load I've wanted to give you ever since I first laid eyes on you. You are a wonderful bed partner. Can we get together often?"
"Anytime you say," she assured him.
Another five minutes and Trudy began gasping again. Dude could feel a strong sensation, like electricity, from the top of his back bone all the way down to his glans penis, as he shot round after round of his sexual life-blood onto the cul-de-sac of her pulsating vagina. Trudy finished loudly with him, admitting, "Wow! Man! That was even better than the last one."
They dried off, got up and started sipping on their booze. Trudy told him, "Dude, I'm expected back in the office in fifteen minutes."
"Oh no!" he cried.
She went on, "What the hell! If you'll fuck me again I'll call up and say I've got a flat tire, but really you're anything but a flat tire, Dude. He's rather flat though but I've a strong feeling I can change that soon." She was pointing at his vertical, flaccid pecker.
Dude assured her, "By all means we'll have seconds and maybe thirds. Let's have a few drinks first. And say! How about me getting some Polaroid shots of you. I'll send one to Playboy and you might make $2,500." She agreed and phoned her office.
While Dude was getting the Polaroid ready, Trudy went to the bathroom and washed up. On returning he asked her to sit in the middle of the bed, showing her a picture he'd cut out of a newspaper. In just seconds she had assumed the pose, perfectly. He took the shot, pulled the film out and pushed the button on his timer. A minute later he peeled it off and they looked at a classic beauty. She was seated on the cheek of her left buttock, her left thigh flat on the bed toward the camera. The knee was bent sharply, the lower leg also flat on the bed so that her left foot was about eight inches from her vulva. Her right heel rested on her left knee with the right knee up in the air. The right arm was straight, the right hand was on her left shin. This revealed a perfect shot of her pussy pelt and the entire length of her slit, those lovely lips sticking out provocatively, almost an inch. The upper torso and boobs were at about a forty-five degree angle and leaned back a little on her straight left arm which you couldn't see. She looked straight at the camera with a cute grin, filled with mischief.
Dude remarked, "Baby, that's a classic. Those boobs of yours drive me out of my gourd. If the best artist in the world were to sculpt a pair, they couldn't come close to yours."
"Thanks Dude. I've never had such a nice compliment. You can play with them anytime," she promised.
Dude told her, "You may rest assured that will be soon and often. When we get back in bed, I'm going to screw those two girls. How about you joining my show trouper He had to explain. then how they were spending their weekends.
She was very excited, remarking, "That sounds like a ball. I'd like to try it."
He asked if she'd like to see his newest film purchase, "Office Christmas Party." She excitedly let him know she'd love it, so he started the projector. Every few minutes Trudy muttered, "Wow! Look at that!" The film was what he and his friends had copied back in December in Jim O'Brien's office.
Half way through the film they were both hot and erect -his prick and her clit. She walked to him and without a word, watching the picture avidly, her back to him she guided his bone into her dripping cunt, sitting down on his lap. Not much screwing, just some squirming, never taking her big blue eyes off the screen.
During the last minute of the show, when the six cooks were pumping in and out together, Trudy groaned, pushed all her weight down on him and exclaimed, "Oh! Dude push up hard! Harder. Pm coming! Aaaaahhhhh. . . . " When the show was over, she dismounted, standing up to get their drinks.
As they drank, Dude explained that he and his friends had worked out a stage show following the routine in the film. He was going to mail hundreds of brochures and would soon be booking it. He added, "And I sure would like for you to come along with us. It's thrilling to have an audience watching you in sexual action. And good money, too. You'd be landing at Lindbergh each Sunday night or Monday with twelve hundred and fifty bucks."
She clapped her hands, squealing, I'll take it! I'll take it! Pm tired of that damn title company, anyway."
Dude said, "Oh no!" Don't quit your job. We all have to keep up appearances. Must have some legitimate visible means of support.
"There will be you, Dorothy, Mary and Nina -Gif, Arkie, Cal and myself."
Trudy was delighted, asking, "How soon will it start?"
The answer was, "Probably a month. But you can start going with us this Friday. I'll give you five . hundred a week until we start the next show."
She kissed him and said, "It's a deal." She went to her knees between his legs and sucked his limbering cock to rigidity and they went to the bed for seconds.
Trudy was on her back and Dude straddled her tummy working his way up over her breasts until she could take his erection in her mouth. With her head still on a pillow he moved himself forward and back, in and out of her pretty face. One of his hands found her pussy, his thumb going round and round on her hard clitoris as his middle finger jammed in and out of her twitching vagina.
He backed out of her mouth and told her to grease him up good with Vaseline and also between her knockers. He laid his dong between them and pushed her right tit into it as she pushed the other. It disappeared in that soft, delectable flesh and he began the same motion that a minute before had taken him into her mouth.
Still manipulating her cunt with his hand she soon went into a violent orgasm. On and on they went until complete satiation ruled the scene.