Chapter 8
"I'll be happy to have dinner with you, Mr. Newcomb, but this is the middle of the week and I'm a working girl. I must get home early. Promise?"
Karen was delighted that Arthur Newcomb had finally asked her for a date. Two weeks had passed since she had started working for him, and she was beginning to think she'd lost her sex appeal!
Newcomb was a strange little man. He was
Newcomb definitely decided he ought to get married.
always immaculately dressed, freshly shaved, and smelling of expensive cologne. He always had a silk handkerchief sticking out of his breast pocket. His cheeks were rosy, his moustache was precisely trimmed, and his eyes were forever ogling the swell of Karen's tits. He seemed like a nice man, but the nicest thing about him was that he was so rich!
She decided that at least at the beginning it would be best to play hard to get.
"I'll have you home by nine o'clock," Newcomb said with a beaming smile and one more glance at the thrust of her tits.
Karen had a sudden fantasy of Newcomb going down on her. She wondered what it would be like to have that little moustache of his tickling her clit. He had sensuous lips. It would be nice to have his head between her thighs, to tickle his ears and run her fingers over his scalp. What a gas it would be to have the president of the company licking her pussy and sticking his tongue in her cunthole!
Newcomb mistook the flush on Karen's cheeks as a sign of pleasure at his dinner invitation. He had no idea of the erotic images running through her mind. The images running through his mind were as hot as the lava spewing out of a volcano! He had been carefully watching her antics in the women's bathroom for two weeks now. He had seen her do almost everything a woman does in the privacy of a bathroom stall. She was a three-finger woman. She used three fingers rapidly pistoning in and out of her pussy to bring herself off in less than fifteen seconds. He was dying to have her kneeling on a bed with her cunt and asshole staring him in the face. The image of it drove him crazy!
They were both fully aware that the invitation to dinner really involved more than that. There would definitely be some sex afterward, but how far things would go was unpredictable.
They arrived at Karen's apartment after dinner in high spirits. As Newcomb had promised, it was not yet nine o'clock. They had a few drinks, a few laughs, and soon they were pecking their lips at each other on the sofa.
In the midst of one of the longer kisses, Newcomb put his hand on Karen's tit. Karen mewled her approval and reciprocated by rubbing her fingers over the bulge of Newcomb's cock in the crotch of his expensive suit.
His already half-hard cock immediately grew into a full erection under the stroking of her fingertips. She quickly lost whatever apprehension she had about moving too fast. Newcomb seemed pleased.
"I like women who know what they're doing," he said.
Karen chuckled and teasingly pinched his cock. "Do you think I know what I'm doing?"
"Yes."
"Then I suppose you like me."
"What's this?" "That's my nipple."
"It feels big. I like girls with big nipples." "Oh, damn, Mr. Newcombl Let's stop playing games. Unzip my dress!"
"Call me Arthur," he said. "It sounds more friendly."
Moments later he had the back of her dress unzipped and her bra unhooked. He drew his breath in between his teeth as he stripped her to the waist.
"Jesus, what tits!" he said.
She pulled her shoulders back and smiled. "Do you really like them?"
"Sensational!"
He put his hands on her tits, lifting them, squeezing them, pulling on her nipples. Karen closed her eyes and purred with pleasure. When he lowered his head to suck a long nipple into his mouth, she groaned and rubbed his cock through his pants.
"Let's get undressed!"
Although she was in a hurry to have him fuck her, he backed off, smiled, and without batting an eye said he wanted to lick her pussy.
"It's been a long day," she said with a blush. "I need a shower."
"Never mind that," he leered. "I like them a little raunchy!"
Sweet Jesus! Karen thought. There was more to Newcomb than she'd expected!
She quickly stripped off the rest of her clothes and posed her body for him, showing him the swell of her meaty ass and the jiggle of her tits. She hoped her body turned him on, and by the response in his eyes, she guessed it did.
"How do you want me?" she said with a throaty voice. She found it particularly sexy that he was still fully dressed with his usual silk handkerchief sticking out of his breast pocket.
He had her sit in an easy chair with her legs draped over the arms. He gazed rapturuously at her totally exposed cunt and asshole.
"Christ, what a cunt!" he beamed.
Newcomb was impressed. Her cunt was a lush forest, her cuntlips open and ready, her pink cunt glistening with her juice, her clit stiff and protruding from its hood, her cunthole brimming with white syrup. It was a steaming hot cunt made for eating and fucking. The fact that there would be the added tang of sweat and piss, the gamey flavor of a cunt after a long day, made the prospect of sucking it that much more appealing.
Newcomb, you're an old cunt-hound! he thought.
So he was. Kneeling on the floor, he leered at her pussy and told her how much she excited him.
"Go on, honey!*' she said. "Get in there and lick it! Eat my cunt! It's all ready for you!"
His eyes glittered as he gazed at her gaping cuntlips. The meaty folds were wet with a sheen of whitish cunt juice. He could clearly see into her cunthole.
"That's a deluxe cunt," he said with a smile of admiration.
"Well, eat it then!" she cooed. "Eat it! Put your mouth down there and lick it good!"
"Christ, yes!" he said.
Leaning forward, he began rubbing his lips all over her crotch and the insides of her thighs. Then he placed his open mouth against the slit of her pussy and stuck his tongue out. His cock jerked in his pants as he began licking the tender tissues of her cunt.
"Ooohhh, God!" she groaned at the first touch of his tongue. "Eat me, Arthur! Eat me!
Oh, honey! Lick my pussy till I blow my mind! Go on, Arthur, eat it! Gobble my cunt and make me come! Gggnnnuuuggghhhh!"
Squirming on the cushion, she pushed her cunt against his mouth. His hot breath blew against her cunt as he slurped from her asshole to her clit. Her legs twitched and her belly trembled with a series of small spasms.
A muffled snort came out of his mouth as he nuzzled into her juice-drenched cunt and stabbed his tongue inside her cunthole. Swirling his tongue, he sucked up the thick cunt juice now flowing heavily from her pussy.
"Oh, Jesus, that's good!" she squealed. "Eat me! Lap my cunt! Push your tongue in there! That's it, honey! Ooohhh, good! Don't stop! Uuunnnggghhh! Eat my pussy till I go out of my mind!"
He hungrily sloshed his tongue around her cunt. He rubbed up and down her juicy cunt slit and massaged the drooping folds that led to her cunthole.
"Oh, shit, you fucker, eat my cunt!" she cried. Grabbing his head, she pulled it to her crotch and pressed his face tightly against her wet pussy. She gyrated her hips, bucked her pussy, pumped her cunt against his mouth. "I want to come! Make me come! Lick it! Lick it!" she cried.
Pushing his tongue as far inside her cunthole as he could, he began twirling it around. His mouth made wet slurping sounds as he reamed her cream-filled cunt.
"Oh, God, I'm going to come!" she gasped. She lifted her feet, planted them on his back, and began undulating her hips and mashing her cunt against his open mouth.
"I'm coming, Arthur! Eat me! Suck me out! Oh, God! Now, baby! Now! Aaarrrrr-thurrr! Ggnnuugghh!"
He continued to lap at her squirming cunt until the tremors of her orgasm had stopped. When she ceased moving and dropped her feet back over the arms of the chair, he lifted his juice-covered face and looked up at her. "Nice?"
"Oh, God, yes!" Karen groaned. "Super head, honey! I really dug that!"
"You don't think I'm too old for you?" "Don't be silly! I like older men. The young ones don't know how to suck a girl's pussy. You're wonderful at it. You do it just right!" Newcomb was pleased. He found Karen very exciting. There was a certain deliberate sensuality about her that turned him on. She behaved like a nympho and he loved it! On top of it all, her body was a dream-big tits, big ass, and a ripe juicy cunt. He still had the taste of her cunt juice on his tongue and the sticky feel of it on his face.
"You can fuck me now, if you want to," Karen said with an impish smile.
Newcomb nodded. His cock was threatening to burst through his pants. His balls felt as though they were swollen to the size of oranges. He quickly stripped off his clothes, and when he was naked, he turned to face Karen with his stiff cock swaying like a baseball bat.
"That looks like the answer to a girl's dreams!" Karen laughed.
Urging him to come forward, she gripped the base of his hard cock, opened her mouth, and gluttonously enveloped his cockhead with her lips.
"Jesus Christ!" he groaned.
She liked the sweet flavor of his cock. She sucked and slurped on his thick prick, swishing her tongue over his swollen cockhead and gripping it with her lips.
He put his hands on top of her head, burying his fingers in her hair and watching her lips glide over his cock. He slowly hunched at her mouth.
"Suck it!" he hissed. "Blow me! Christ, it feels good in there! You've got a nice mouth. Your luscious lips are around my cock . . . wet and warm. Stretches your mouth, doesn't it? You've left lipstick on me . . . luscious cocksucking mouth!"
Using her hand, Karen groped inside her juice-filled cunt. She fucked her cunthole at the same time as she sucked him. She liked the feel of his hot prick stuffing her mouth. His cock was thick and juicy with a fat cockhead made for sucking. She thought of taking his load of cum down her throat, but then she decided it would be better if he blasted off the first time in her pussy. Would she really succeed in becoming Mrs. Arthur Newcomb? God, how marvelous it sounded!
She wanted to fuck now. She pulled her mouth off his cock with a wet smacking sound and told him to take her on the rug.
"Do it from behind," she said. "I like it best that way."
A month passed. Karen eagerly became Newcomb's mistress. In the beginning they tried to keep it a secret in the office, but eventually everyone became aware of it. Karen didn't care-she had no qualms about people knowing she was fucking the president of the company. It also made it easier for them to fuck in Newcomb's plush office.
Newcomb remained a puzzle. He wasn't half-bad as a lover. They did all the things she liked. But something seemed to be holding him back. There was also no talk of marriage, and Karen found that disturbing. Her goal, after all, was to marry him, not just have an affair with him. What was wrong?
The answer came one afternoon while they were alone in his office. Karen was standing beside Newcomb's desk, enjoying the feel of his hand under her dress and his fingers in her cunt, when he asked her if she knew the game "horsey". She said she didn't, but that she'd willing to learn. What she learned was that Newcomb wanted to be ridden like a horse.
"With reins," he said. "We can use my leather belt."
A smile of satisfaction appeared on Karen's face. Newcomb was no longer a puzzle. He was just a horse that needed a rider.
"Of course, darling," she said with a throaty voice. "I know all about horses."
That evening in her apartment she rode him for the first time. With his leather belt clamped between his teeth and her hands holding each end of it, she could pull his head right or left and direct him around the apartment.
They were both naked and sweating from their exertions after a half hour of the game. Newcomb carried her weight on his back in an obvious state of ecstasy.
"Giddyap, horsey!" Karen ordered. She whipped the reins and spanked his ass. She enjoyed every minute of it. If Newcomb wanted to be dominated by a woman, she was happy to do the job!
After riding his back until he was exhausted, she ordered him to suck her cunt. He sucked and slurped and slobbered, groveling between her thighs. She giggled triumphantly when he moved lower down and began licking her asshole.
"That's the way, honey!" she chuckled.
"Clean my ass!"
Clean it he did. She made him tongue-fuck her asshole until she got bored with it. When he finally complained that his tongue hurt, she let him come up for air.
After that day the course of their relationship took a new turn. During working hours she was his secretary, efficient and respectful. In the evening she became his master and he became her slave.
One night she picked up a young stud in a downtown bar and brought him home. When Newcomb arrived, he stared dumbfounded at the handsome youth.
"His name is Jerry," Karen said. "You can watch him fuck me."
She knelt on the bed. The young stud fucked her from behind while Newcomb scooted underneath to suck her tits.
Jerry had a long thick cock and he fucked her slowly and deeply. She told Newcomb Jerry's cock felt marvelous.
"It's a lovely prick," she said. "He really knows how to fuck."
Newcomb was surprised when he learned Jerry was only nineteen years old. Karen wasn't surprised at all. He wasn't the first nineteen-year-old she had picked up at that particular bar. Nineteen-year-olds had very hard cocks and very good staying power.
After Jerry shot off his first load into Karen's cunt, his cock was still half-hard and she went down on him.
Newcomb stood behind the naked bent-over body of the dark-haired secretary as she lapped and sucked the young stud's juice-coated cock.
Newcomb could see the slash of Karen's pussy gaping wide open as she bent forward. Her cuntlips were pulled apart by the angle of her body. Streams of thick cunt juice and jism oozed out of her dark hairy cunt. Above her cunt, the dark ring of her asshole puckered in the valley between her plump asscheeks.
He hesitated a moment, debating with himself. As if sensing his indecision, Karen wiggled her ass in invitation.
With a groan of submissive lust, Newcomb fell to his knees behind her.
Her asshole and cunt were spread out under his face like a banquet. He leaned forward so that his mouth and nose were a fraction of an inch from the two inviting holes. He inhaled deeply through his nose, savoring the aroma of her recently fucked cunt. Then he moved higher, sniffing the familiar musky fragrance of her asshole. Sticking his tongue out like a red wet snake, he speared her tight asshole with its pointy tip.
A muffled squeal of pleasure came out of Karen's stuffed mouth and she squirmed her ass demanding more.
The brown puckered lips of her asshole parted slightly to permit the entry of Newcomb's tongue. He slid his tongue in about halfway and wriggled it around inside her elastic shit-tube.
Karen shuddered with delight as Newcomb's thick tongue penetrated her ass. Her mouth was completely filled with the juicy length of Jerry's cock. Her lips were stretched wide, her tongue was flattened, and her throat was tick-
led by his fat velvety cockhead. She moaned at the heavenly sensation of having a cock in her mouth and a tongue in her ass at the same time.
Rolling the thick cock in her mouth over her tongue, she sucked gently at it as she licked. Newcomb's tongue continued reaming out her asshole, and she pushed her ass back at him in an effort to drive his tongue deeper inside.
The ring of her asshole closed tightly around the invading tongue and the friction of his tongue's caress was increased by the tightness.
She rocked slowly forward and back, forcing his tongue to move in and out of her clutching asshole like a pistoning cock. At the same time she also moved her head forward and back, alternately swallowing and disgorging the thick juicy cock which filled her mouth.
Her hand cradled Jerry's swollen balls in their lightly furred sac. She rolled the two balls around, savoring their size and weight, and then she moved a finger behind his ball-sac and probed the tight entrance to his asshole.
God, how she loved finger-fucking a man's asshole when she sucked him!
And how she loved having Newcomb kneeling behind her to lap at her sweaty asshole like a puppydog! He might be president of a com-
pany and all that, but at the moment he had his tongue up her ass!
Now Newcomb was nuzzling her steaming asshole with his nose and slithering his tongue down to her oozing cunt. He pushed his tongue inside her cunthole and began tongue-fucking her pussy at the same time as his nose burrowed in her asshole. She thrilled at the voluptuous sensation of having both holes pronged with his face.
She squirmed her ass, grinding her two holes against his nose and tongue. She chomped on the fat cock stretching her mouth, sucking on it wetly as though it were a popsicle.
She wondered if Newcomb could taste Jerry's jism in her cunt. The thought of Newcomb slurping up the cum of the young stud was a wild turn-on!
Newcomb, his face buried in Karen's upturned ass, was in a state of high excitement. Since his cock was unattended, he closed his fist around it and began jerking off.
A series of grunts and groans and moans heralded the arrival of the trio at the apex of their pleasure. Jerry came first, filling Karen's mouth with a. geyser of white hot jism. The mouthful of tangy warm cum kicked off Karen's orgasm. When Newcomb felt the contractions of Karen's cunthole around his tongue and her asshole around his nose, he increased the pumping of his fist and shot his load on the rug with a force that felt as though he were pissing.
That same evening, after Jerry had left, Newcomb told Karen he was indebted to her for the most wonderful time of his life. After sucking her cunt once more, he asked her to marry him.