Chapter 11
Sally and Pat had had only a few short hours of sleep when jhe alarm filled their dreams with its shrill sound. They looked at each other with the sad realization that it was time to get up and begin to get ready for work.
"Don't 'worry, I know lots of places in the store where we can sneak off to and take a cat nap," Sally told Pat who looked very tired.
"Yeah, but I sure wish I could stay in the sack for a few more hours," Pat said as she began to crawl out of bed.
"There's no hurry, honey," said Sally as she grabbed Pat's wrist and pulled her back into bed. "If we're a few minutes late, it won't matter."
SaUy pulled Pat to her and began another lovemaking session. When they had satisfied their morning lust, they got out of bed and took showers and got into shape for work. They didn't bother with breakfast because, as Sally explained, they could take their morning break as soon "as they got there if the boss wasn't around, or, if he was there, they could give him a blow-job. Sally hadheard that sperm was very nourishing.
That afternoon Sally and Pat were taking a hap in the stock room on a pile of soft blankets when Chuck, a stock boy, woke them up. He said there was a phone call for Sally, and he had been looking all over for her-. She gave the youth a pat on his cheek and thanked him. Chuck had been the object of Sally's lust several times and felt loyal to the older woman.
Sally was happy to hear Robert's voice on the phone. He asked her for a date, and, with the memory of his fantastic fucking in mind, Sally immediately said she would love another chance to get her hands on him. He invited her to his place the following riight.
Sally ran back to the store room to tell Pat about Robert. She described his sexual technique to her new friend in detail, and told about her incredible orgasms with him. They compared notes on their favorite studs and memorable fucks for the rest of the morning.
When they returned from lunch, there was a note in the window dresser's room for Sally to report to Mr. Jones' office. Mr. Jones was the owner of the store, and when someone was called to his office, it was important. Pat was nervous and told Sally she hoped it didn't mean that Sally was in trouble.
"Don't worry about it," she told her friend and hurried to the office.
When she got there, Dorothy, Mr. Jones' secretary, told her that Mr. Jones had heard about Sally's coming in late and sleeping in the store room. Rather than acting scared, Sally just smiled. She had been called to his office before for similar "crimes". Dorothy said Mr. Jones was busy, but that she should wait and he would call her when he was ready.
Sally sat down and watched Dorothy as she sat working at her desk. Dorothy was one of the few people in the store that she had not managed to get into her bed. As she sat there looking over the sexy secretary, her lust for her made her cunt damp. She was wearing a short mini-skirt and Sally could see her shapely legs through the space between the desk and typing table. Her tils were big and firm as they pressed against the tight sweater that Dorothy filled so well. Sally could see she wasn't wearing a bra because her nipples made delicious-looking bumps that stood out at the ends of her firm mounds.
"I love your sweater, Dorothy," Sally said in her friendliest voice. "It shows off your figure very nicely."
"Thanksj it's nice of you to say so," Dorothy said.
"But I really mean it. You have a beautiful body and know how to show it off."
Before Sally could try to arrange something with the secretary, Mr. Jones' voice came through the intercom on her desk. He was ready to talk to Sally. As she walked past Dorothy's desk, she smoothed the short skirt over her hips and pulled her blouse down tightly over her protruding tits. She wanted to show off her body to Dorothy and to show the secretary how she planned to handle her boss.
Mr. Jones was sitting at his big desk and had a sour look on his face. Sally walked over to the chair beside his desk with her. sexiest wiggle and sat down. She rested one elbow on the desk and gave the man a good view of her sensational jugs.
'Tve been hearing bad reports on you lately, Sally, and you know what that means," he said with a grim expression on his face.
"Yes, I know," she said with a slight smile on her horny mouth.
"Well then, take your place," Mr. Jones said in a stern voice.
Sally had been through this before, and knew exactly what her boss wanted her to do. She stood up and faced the large desk. Reaching under her short skirt she grabbed her tiny panties and pulled them down past her knees and let them fall around her ankles. Then she leaned over the desk until her chin was resting on the cool desk top. She reached back and lifted her skirt over her smooth ass. The air in the room felt nice on her exposed rump, she thought.
Mr. Jones walked around the desk until he was standing behind the bare cheeks of white flesh. He began telling her what a naughty girl she had been and how disappointed he was in her. Soon she felt the expected touch of his hands running over her quivering skin. As he continued reprimanding the bitch, his fingers began running up and down the smooth valley between her firm cheeks. Sally was really beginning to dig it at this point.
"Spread your legs," he ordered.
She obeyed immediately and felt a sexy quiver in her cunt as the cool air of the room hit her wet pussy. She knew what she must look like in this strange position. Her ass was sticking way out into the room and her drooling cunt must be clearly visible as a hairy lump below the dark crack of her ass.
When she felt his hands leave her ass, she knew he was unfastening his pants, like every other time she was called to his office. This time, though, she was surprised to see his hand reach past her face and press twice on the button of his intercom. A moment later she heard the door of the office open and then close. She knew Dorothy was in the room looking at her as she leaned over the desk with her ass sticking out. A smile played over her lips as she realized that Dorothy must have been playing these games with Mr. Morgan for some time. Now she was going to be part of their games. The thought made Sally feel a warm sensation of friendship for
Dorothy and her boss.
Since she was a new member of this group, she didn't say a word but waited patiently to see what might happen next. Her body stiffened as she felt a tongue exploring the crack of her ass. As the tongue slipped beneath the mounds of her rump and between her thighs, she could feel the softness of Dorothy's cheeks on her ass. The probing tongue licked the soaking lips of her boiling twat and sent a shiver up Sally's spine. When she felt the tongue slip into the hot folds of her sloppy pussy and lick the walls of tender flesh, her knees grew weak and she had to support all her weight on the desk. She let her legs go slack and this gave the cunt-lapper behind her better access to her flaming crotch.
When the lapping ended, Sally started to stand up but was pushed back down on the desk. She thought she had better not do anything until she was told. When she knew the rules of the game a little better, she would be able to take a more active part. The sound of the door opening and closing again surprised her. She didn't know if someone had come in or gone out.
The next thing that she felt was the familiar sensation of a cock pushing its way into her cunt. By the rhythm of the pumping motion, she knew it was Mr. Morgan's prick inside her. He fucked away at her until she felt his hot cream spurting into the deep canal of her cunt. The tool was withdrawn an in a minute Mr. Morgan sat down in front of her as she continued to lie across his desk.
"You can go now, Sally," he said. "I hope you've learned your lesson."
Sally stood up and pulled her panties up under her skirt.
"Yes, I have," she said. "Thank you.".
She left his office and closed the door. Dorothy was sitting at her desk typing. Sally looked at her with a knowing smile, but the secretary didn't take her eyes from her work. Sally felt confused and couldn't think of anything to say, so she just left the room quietly and went back to the window dresser's room where she found Pat waiting.
"What happened?" Pat asked anxiously.
"Oh, not much really, he just bawled me out and fucked me," Sally said. She still didn't know what to think about the strange cunt-lapping, so she didn't mention it.
The girls thought they had better do some work so they dressed some manikins and carried them to the windows. Sally began to think of her date with Robert, and although that was still a whole day away, her cunt throbbed with the memory of his wonderful prick and the great way he had of using it.
When Sally went home that evening, she was looking forward to a quiet and peaceful evening alone. She made dinner for herself and cleaned the apartment. When everything was done, she felt very relaxed sat down on her couch to watch television. After a few of the ususl detective shows and comedies, Sally decided that the television wasn't giving her enough stimulation; she was getting bored.
It seemed the only thing that could keep Sally from getting bored was some sort of sexual stimulation. She should have known it wouldn't be a night of television and magazines without getting her pussy into the action somehow. If she could add a- little sex to the television-watching, she thought, she could still have her peaceful night at home.
She went into the bedroom and began looking around for something exciting to wear. That might just do it, she thought. Digging through her underwear, she came up with a pair of crotchless panties and a bra with holes at the nipples. She thought if she wore these while watching the tube, she could tickle her twat and tits; it was exciting just wearing the sexy garments.
She quickly stripped off her clothing and pulled the perverted panties on. They fit like regular panties, but there was a wide gap over the sfit of her cunt. She pulled them up tight until she felt the sheer material binding into the crack of her ass and in the tender space between her thighs and the plump mound of her pussy. She stood in front of the mirror arid admired the view. At first glance they seemed to be regular panties but then the tuft of curly hair that stuck out around her cuntlips showed them to be. the weird costume of a horny whore. Sally faced the mirror and slowly lifted her right foot up along her left leg, pointing her knee out to the side. The exposed strip of hair parted and a thin, pink line appeared. Sally was beginning, to really enjoy herself. , When she had examined the.panties as much as she cared to, she picked up the strange brassiere. She held it up in front of her face and looked at it from every angle. It looked like an ordinary bra. She put it on and fastened it behind her back. It was a tight fit, and her tits were oozing out over the cups of the bra, just like every other bra she wore. In this sluttish contraption, though, her nipples were protruding through the holes in the front of the cups.
Sally felt the thrill of aroused lust rush through her strangely clad body. She went back into the living room and sat down in front of the television again. The excitement of the perverted underwear was enough to satisfy the seamier side of Sally's personality. As she sat there watching the handsome actors on the TV screen, her hands drifted down to her exposed gash and lightly played with the hair that stuck out of the slot in the pantiefc. She combed her fingers through the curls and along the opening of her bung. While her mind was occupied with the television programs, her fingers automatically crawled into the warmth of her pussy. Without really being aware of it, she was giving her box a good workout.
As the passion mounted in her body, she wanted to slow down and put off coming for a while. It would be impossible for her to stop masturbating completely, so she had to think of a way to escalate her diddling while putting off coming for a while. A brilliant idea came to her, and she went to look for her toys. Her toys were a collection of dildos and vibrators. She selected two big vibrators. They were made of white plastic and were about ten inches long and two inches in diameter.
She returned to the couch and lay down on her back. Willi her legs spread, she brought the blunt tip of the vibrator to her anxious cuntlips. At first she inserted the toy just inside the outer lips and slid it along the length of the long gash. When her twat was slimy with juice, she shoved the smooth vibrator into the hot, grasping canal of her cunt. When it was in as far as it would go, Sally pushed the switch on the base of the sexy toy, and the machine came to life. It began vibrating and buzzing like mad. She closed her legs and squeezed the humming dildo tightly in her horny box.
Still wanting to take her time, she turned the vibrator off but left it in her cunt. She gripped the plastic prick with the muscles in her pussy and thrilled to the feeling of the hard, stiff object filling her hole. She turned the machine on and off every now and then, and was having a fine time.
When the vibrator in her cunt began to get boring, she slipped it out. It was covered with her warm, fragrant cunt slime and glistened in the soft light of the room. While it was still nice and wet, she poked it into the tightly puckered button that was the entrance to her pungent asshole. She pushed it in until the base with the switch was the only part of the contraption that wasn't swallowed by her hungry bung. The slight pain that the huge thing caused in her ass soon changed to pleasure as her bowels adjusted to the plastic intruder.
With her ass taken care of, Sally turned her attention to her cunt again. She took the second vibrator, which was a twin to the first, and filled her twat with its cool plastic bulk. Having both of her starving holes filled gave her a wild sensation of sexual power. She rolled her hips around in order to feel the heavy cylinders press deeply into the two fuck holes. When the mere presence of the vibrators was no longer enough, she flicked the switches in her crotch and started the electric dildos shaking.
Her pelvis was suddenly filled with a quivering sensation of pure, perverted lust. Before she neared an orgasm, she turned off the fucking machines. As the shaking stopped, the fullness of her ass and cunt became the dominant sensation again. She tried turning on the vibrator in her cunt while,the one in her ass was off and then turning on the one in her ass while stopping the one in her cunt. She found that she could produce the nicest sensations by turning the two vibrators off and on at different times and at different rhythms.
It wasn't long before Sally knew she had reached the point of no return. There was an orgasm growing in her stuffed guts, and if she was going to make it a really good one, she would have to get busy. She turned on both vibrators and pressed her index finger on her throbbing clitoris. As the orgasm began to grow, her finger rubbed the stiff clit harder and faster. Her mind slipped into a whirlpool of sexual ecstasy and her crotch was a mass of pure pleasure. As the orgasm raged through her body, she arched her back off the couch, and the shaking in her legs made her whole body quiver. When the orgasmic waves subsided, her body sank in a satisfied heap on the couch and with a limp hand she turned off the switches in her crotch. The television was still on, but Sally was completely oblivious to everything but the deliciously satisfied feeling in her body. Several hours later, the sound of the test pattern on the TV made itself noticeable in Sally's sleeping mind. She woke up, staggered to the television to turn it off and went to bed.
When she awoke the next morning, the first thing she thought of was her date with Robert that evening. As she dressed and got ready for work, her mind was completely occupied with the thought of Robert's talented prick and what he was going to do to her with it.
All day at work Sally seemed to be in a trance. She did her work and talked with the people she came in contact with, but her thoughts were with Robert and the evening to come. Only Pat seemed to understand the spell that Sally was under. Actually, Sally had told Pat about Robert, and Pat was in sort of a spell of her own in envy of the great sex that was in store for Sally. . -
Sally wasn't usually a clock-watcher, but this day was different, and she found herself looking at the clock so often that it had only advanced a minute or two since the last time she looked. When it was finally time to leave, she literally flew out of the place. Robert had said he would stop at her place on his way home from his job and pick her up. He said he would be there at about five-thirty. That meant Sally had a half-hour to get home.
On her way to the bus stop, she decided to stop and get a new bottle of her sexy perfume. She knew she didn't need perfume to excite a stud like Robert, but she was determined to use every device at her disposal to make sure she got what she wanted. The perfume counter was more crowded than she expected, and by the time she made her purchase, she was afraid she was going to miss her bus. She ran all the way to the bus stop, but before she got there, she saw the bus pulling away.
Now that she had missed her bus, there was a good chance that she wouldn't get home by the time Robert got there. The thought that he might not wait filled her with anxiety. It seemed that missing him now after looking forward to seeing him all day would be the worst thing that could happen to her. She wished she had her car with her, but the bus was usually faster since she didn't have to park.
Another bus appeared in a few minutes, and Sally was on her way. This bus seemed to be much slower than the one she usually took, but she knew it was only her imagination. When she got off at her stop, she ran the few blocks .to her apartment. She didn't see Robert's car. As she was running up her front steps, she heard her name called. She turned around and saw Robert in his car at the curb. She relaxed and knew she hadn't missed the good fucking that she had been looking forward to.
"Hi," she said, "come up while I get ready."
He got out of the car and followed her up to her apartment. She made him a drink and disappeared into the bedroom to get ready. She took a fast shower and put on her sexiest outfit. After sprinkling herself with her new perfume, she was ready.
Robert made dinner for them, and Sally found that he could cook almost as well as he fucked. When dinner was over, they sat down on his very comfortable couch. Before she knew what had happened, she was in Robert's arms and he was sticking his tongue deep into her mouth in a passionate kiss. When he ended the kiss, they both stood up and, without a word, began pulling their clothes off.
Soon they were staring at each other's naked bodies. Sally feasted her eyes on the big cock that she remembered so well. Robert reached out and put his warm hands on her enormous, heaving jugs. He lifted the large globes and pulled her to him. She felt his long prick press against her belly as he brought his lips to hers. He pulled her down on the couch with him.
He began kissing her neck and slowly worked his way down. When he reached her belly button, he paused for a while and reamed the little hole out with his strong tongue. Sally was writhing in pleasure as Robert moved his hot mouth from her navel to the triangle of dark hair that covered the soft mound of her cunt. The heady odor of Sally's soaMng-wet twat filled his nostrils as he began searching for the lips of that delicious pussy. The snakelike tongue in her cunt made. Sally gasp with horny delight. He massaged the slippery interior of her pussy until Sally groaned with unbearable lust. When he lifted his face from her sloppy cunt, Sally lifted her arms in a motion that Robert recognized as meaning she wanted him to cover her body with his and replace his tongue with his pounding cock. He shoved his rod up her steaming cunt and began pumping with all his might. In a short minute they were both groaning in ecstasy as their orgasms exploded simultaneously.
A little while later, Sally was coaxing his cock to firmness again, and when it showed a little life, she took it into her mouth and began sucking it with hunger. She hadn't given Robert much of a rest, so it took quite a bit of sucking to bring him off, but her perseverance paid off. He came with a rush of sperm that filled Sally's mouth to overflowing. She let his prick slip from her mouth while keeping the wad of cum on her tongue, then let the slimy mass slowly run down her throat.
Sally snuggled up against Robert's body and waited until she could make his prick stand again. Robert laid his hand on one of Sally's tits as he closed his eyes in well-deserved rest. Without planning to, they both fell asleep.
Sally woke up in about an hour and felt restless. For some reason, she had the urge to leave Robert's apartment. She woke him and asked him to drive her home. He looked surprised and tired, but said he would drive her home if that was what she wanted. She gave him a smile and a small nod, and he got up. They dressed, and in a few minutes they were in his car and, heading for Sally's apartment.
As they neared her place, Sally spotted a boy walking down the street. All of a sudden she understood her restlessness. The boy was wearing tight jeans, and it seemed to Sally that he had a huge bulge in his pants. Her usual lust arose in her, and she hoped she wouldn't be too late.
When Robert pulled up in front of her apartment, she hopped out of the car and said a quick good night to him. She ran up her front steps and in the door. Rather than going up to her apartment, Sally waited for a.moment in the hallway until she heard Robert drive away. Then she ran out to the street and down the block. She could see the boy walking towards her. Her mind raced with the problem of what to say to him, but her cunt was drooling with the confidence that she would think of something.