Chapter 12
Mary Beth shook her head slowly, saying, "I don't think it's going to work. Christ, Worley is a suspicious bastard. I don't think he's going to buy any story like that, Joanne."
"Well, if robbery's not it, what then?" she asked, exasperated.
"Look, why not just tell Worley you didn't collect a dime off the guy because it was your brother. You know. The whole scene about incest and how it shook you finding your own flesh and blood there waiting for you."
"You called it. Worley wouldn't care about noise like that. He'll just say 'Why the hell didn't you fuck him and take the money?' And what do I tell him then? That I did fuck my own brother but gave him a freebie because I wanted to keep it all in the family?"
"You actually balled him? Your own brother? You didn't tell me that before," said Mary Beth, a hint of awe in her voice. It was obvious she'd thought Joanne had seen it was her brother and then run like hell.
"Sure. Chris is a damn fine stud. That prick of his • • •" Her voice trailed off as she thought of him fucking her. It had been the best screwing she'd ever gotten. Her cunt still throbbed thinking about the feel of his cock drilling hard and fast into her.
And her tits were like balloons reaching the breaking point. Excited blood pounded hard into them making the nipples bulge. The mere thought of her brother set off all the bodily responses in her.
She wanted him. She wanted his cock in her cunt, fucking hard.
"Wow, you actually balled your own brother. I always wondered what mine was like in the sack," said Mary Beth. Then, "Hey, this isn't solving the problem."
"Nope," agreed Joanne. "Nothing is going to solve the problem until I get Worley off my case once and for all."
Mary Beth looked shocked. "You're not thinking about snuffing him out or anything like that?"
"No. More like this. He's got a wife. I found that out snooping around his office. I think she's the one financing this entire operation. What would she say if she got really nice 8x10 glossy photos of her loving hubby fucking some other chick?"
"I think I like the way your mind works, Joanne. You're going to set the old peckerhead up, right? And Chris will do all the camera work for the blackmail. But how's it going to keep Worley in line? What happens if he doesn't knuckle under? What if he calls your bluff?"
"What bluff? I would show those pictures to anyone who'd look. How would he like having his ugly face, and other parts of his body, in some big-time magazine. I'd sell them, I would. I want to burn that son of a bitch so bad I can taste it."
"Cool down, Joanne. Let's get this all set up. I want to be there so I can see the action!"
Joanne was already planning it in her head. Worley's office was the perfect place. A shot through the glass door would be nice. Chris wouldn't have any trouble at all with it as long as she kept Worley occupied.
She was certain she could do that. A tiny smile danced at the corners of her mouth as she thought what fun this was going to be.
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"What the hell you mean you didn't get anything from him? Look, doll, this is a business deal we've got going here. You try to cut me out and I'll can you. I'll make sure you never work in this town again!"
"Please, Mr. Worley. Let me explain," Joanne said. She tried to look terrified of him. Inside, she was loving every second of this little game. Outside the door, in the outer office, Chris and Mary Beth were setting up the movie equipment. Every torrid second of her seduction of Worley was going to be on film.
For once, she'd enjoy getting screwed by him, because she'd be screwing him right back!
"So talk and make it sound good. I don't like to hear lies from so lovely a mouth."
"I didn't collect. Let's just leave it at that. And," she hastily added, "You can collect your share. From that mouth you find so lovely."
She was around his desk and sitting in his lap before he could move or say another word.
Her tongue flashed out and began tumbling around his tongue. Trapped in the limbo between their mouths, he began struggling a little bit. She took this as a sign of the man's will slowly dissolving. She renewed her efforts.
Her mouth clamped firmly on his. She began sucking until she teased his tongue into her moist mouth. Then her teeth gently trapped his tongue. The dancing tip was held firmly between her teeth and she managed to tease it a little more with the very tip of her own tongue.
The way the man's body went limp told her she'd won the battle. He was accepting this and wouldn't bother with anything else going on in the outer office. Her brother and best friend would have free rein to photograph all the lovemaking. And she was going to make sure it was dynamite stuff! , "Ummmm, oh, Mr. Worley, you taste so gooood!" she purred. Her hands were already working on the buttons on his shirt. When he slapped them away she went immediately to his belt and unbuckled it.
"What the hell are you doing?" "If you don't know..."
"Damnit! I wanted money, not merchandise! I, um, oh shiit!"
She had worked the man's zipper down and seen his cock standing stiffly at attention. He wasn't fooling anyone any more. He wanted her. His cock told the story.
"You're so biiiig!" she exclaimed. "And I'd just love to have that gorgeous prick fucking me!"
"Why the sudden change? You hated like hell the times I balled you. Why are you so hot for me all of a sudden?"
"Oh, you men! Don't you know when a woman's kidding you? I love that prick of yours! It's... so big!"
And she had to admit she was getting hot for it. The sight of the ugly red shaft was arousing her more than she'd anticipated. So much the better, she thought. If she really got it on, the camera would capture it all.
Outside the office, Chris was swinging the camera into position. He was at a great angle and could see everything in the room. His sister's body blocked Worley's vision.
"So all you do know is film?" asked Mary Beth, crouching down and looking over the edge of the window.
"That's it. Just grind away as Sis does it to that old fart." He looked into the viewfinder and saw it was perfect. Then he looked down as he felt a hot breath gusting through the hairs of his bush. Mary Beth had unzipped his pants and was eyeing his prick with longing.
"So go on and suck if you want," he said. The sudden feel of her hot mouth on his prick made him weak in the knees. It was everything he could do to keep from collapsing.
He couldn't do that. He couldn't mess up the camera alignment. He had to keep on filming his sister fucking Worley. But the feel of Mary Beth's mouth all over his priqk was enough to rob any man of his determination to do anything but face fuck her.
He managed to lace one hand through the woman's hair and guide her mouth up and down his prick in the motion that set his pulse to racing wildly. Nothing in the world matched the sensations ripping through his loins. Here he was getting a blow job as he watched his very own sister fucking her boss on the man's desk top!
Joanne was past caring what was going on in the outer office. She had her sights set on Worley's prick. She'd taken it in hand and stroked along its bucking length a few times to let him know she meant business. Then she'd dropped to her knees and taken his cock into her mouth.
The feel of his cock throbbing in her mouth was enough to spur her on to even more active pursuits.
"Hey, doll, keep your mouth on my prick. I like it!"
"But there's so much more! Like this!" She lithely spun around and spiralled to a full standing position. She postured for him, her hip jutting out, hand on the flare of her ass. As provocative as she could make it, she began stripping off her blouse.
Button by button, she peeled her blouse off. When her tits bulged out in a double handful of tasty-looking tit flesh, the man was totally hooked. He wasn't going anywhere. The only motion the girl could see was his eyes jumping all around her body and his prick lustily dancing at his groin.
"Like it, Mr. Worley? Like the way I'm undressing you?"
"Uh, yeah! Keep going, keep going!" She draped the blouse over one shoulder and started working on her jeans. Then she began to sinuously wiggle. No belly dancer ever had better moves. She swayed back and forth and the jeans magically slid over her ass and down her legs into a puddle on the floor.
The striptease was getting to her, too. She felt her cunt begin to water. Her insides were churning in reaction. In spite of herself, she wanted that prick driving hard and fast up her cunt. She needed a man's strong prick reaming her out, making her feel totally like a woman.
She moved faster. Her panties seemed to evaporate in one smooth move to leave her naked.
She pirouetted for the man. She looked back over her shoulder and winked at him. Anything to make him forget about his surroundings, come, to her and fuck her royally.
"Come here, darling," she cooed. "I want to feel you close. Verrry close. Close enough to stick a hard cock into me."
Bending forward a little, she thrust her ass out in his direction. It was a blatant come-on. Waggling her pert bottom a little more, she pulled him out of his chair as if she had him on strings.
"God, I never wanted a chick as bad as I want you!" he panted.
"Then take me! I'm all yours! Fuck me with that huge cock of yours until I'm begging for more!"
He pressed closely, mashing her tits. Her hands flew over his pants and she hurriedly stripped them off. She had to get him naked for the camera.
And, she admitted to herself, to let him get mounted on her.
"Ummmmmm, you taste so niiiice!" She began kissing and licking his lips and face. Her mouth quickly moved back along the bristly line of his jaw until she got to his ear. There, she began stuffing her tongue into his ear. The action told him what she wanted.
She gasped when his hand found her cunt. He crudely grabbed her by her pussy hairs and lifted her off her feet. She screamed and then was
sprawled on his desk, legs spread on either side of his body.
She was fully open and vulnerable to his pulsating prick.
"Go on! Fuck me!"
Sobbing as he drove his cock into her gooey cunt, she felt a wracking shudder pass through her body. One second, her cunt was empty. The next, she was filled to overflowing with his prick. She loved it. She wanted more. Twitching her ass gave him the message. She rotated her body around the impaling spike of his cock and sent tremors of sheer delight earthquaking through her own body. There was nothing in the world like having a real man's prick shoved all the way up her cunt.
The way he stretched and pulled her apart inside was enough to get her hot for more. His prick was jumping around in her tight sheath of female flesh. This stirred her passions even more.
"Like it, doll? Want more of my cock?" "Yessss! Mooore!" "You got it!"
He pulled back, then fucked hard into her yielding body. She was momentarily empty inside. The vacuum created by his departing prick was threatening to pull her guts out. And then she felt his cock poised for a second at the gates to her cunt.
His huge prickhead separated her pussy lips. She felt the flow of her juices out and around his fuck stick and down the inside of her own thigh. Then he was surging hard and fast into her churning cunt. She screamed as he completely filled her with his meaty prod.
"YESSSS! I want it all the waay!"
His hands moved restlessly over her naked flanks. He loved the satiny feel of her thighs, the way her ass tensed and relaxed as he buried his cock in her cunt. Most of all, he loved the feeling of her hot pussy flesh collapsing around his cock. Damn, but could she ever pleasure a man!
The sight of her tits rising and falling heavily, shaking just a little, wobbling around on her chest, was almost enough to make him blow his wad. Buried balls deep as he was up her cunt it wouldn't have taken much for him to have gotten off.
But he held himself in check. He wanted to fuck her, really fuck her. It wasn't every day a beautiful young chick like this bopped on into his office and spread 'em just for him!
He was going to take full advantage of the opportunity. Nothing was going to keep him from giving her the fucking of her young life. She'd remember this day for a long, long time. He'd see to that.
"Go on! Ride me, ride me hard! Haaaard!" she begged.
Her entire body was like a giant raw nerve ending. The lightest touch was sheer agony for her. Agony and delight. She didn't know what was happening. She loved the way his cock spread her inner membrane to the breaking point. He was filling her completely with his prick.
She was vaguely aware of the man's hands working up and down her body. She felt his rough, coarse hands pulling her asscheeks apart. For a second, she was certain he was going to rip those tasty hunks of assflesh from her body.
He ran his hands up along her back and sent tremors blasting all along her spine. He clamped his hands feverishly on her tits and began working her nipples around in small circles. As he squeezed hard on one of the blood-engorged nubbins, she came.
"AIIIIEEEE! Oh, oh, ohhhh!"
A curtain of white blotted out the entire world. She felt her body twisting and turning to drive his oock even deeper into her cunt. She wanted it to split her apart all the way to the chin.
Then she was sobbing out, "More! I want more of your cock!"
Through the heavy pounding of pulse in her temples, she heard him saying, "... anything you want, doll. All this is yours!"
She opened her eyes and had trouble focusing Aem. Blinking, she succeeded in seeing the man's ¦peaty face hovering over her. She looked down between her tits and saw his stomach muscles tensing and relaxing. In a vague way, she realized he was fucking the hell out of her.
For a moment, she was doped up. She couldn't feel a thing. A complete fog surrounded her, gently wrapped her. She glanced over the fucking man's shoulder and saw her brother's face at the camera. He was getting it all on film.
And from the look on his face, she realized that wasn't all her brother was getting. She could just barely see the tossing head of her best friend. Smiling, she silently cheered them on.
Then sensation came smashing back into her body. She felt every inch of his cock fucking her.
She tensed her stomach muscles and clamped down hard on his buried prick. Trying to trap his cock inside her almost worked. Her muscles were young, strong. But in the end it was her own aroused body which betrayed her.
She wanted to keep his prick inside her where she could really feel it. The thick vein on the top of his cock felt like a firehose. His glans was massive inside her snatch. She felt the arrowhead pressing firmly into her juicy flesh. But most of all, the erratic bobbing of his cock sent bolts of carnal lightning volting into her cunt.
She wanted to hang onto that cock but couldn't. The very juices she was pouring out over his prick lubricated it too well. She was boiling over in her lust. The slippery oils allowed him to pull out of her clutching cunt.
"Goddamn, baby, I never felt a tighter cunt. I'd think you were a goddamn virgin except I know better. You're one hot piece of meat!"
"And you're hot, too! I can feel that poker of yours burning inside me. Give it to me good!"
"Coming up!" he promised.
His hips levered foward and back faster and faster. She felt the passage of his cock against her pussy walls. Trying to hold him inside was a waste of time. He was too strong, his cock too demanding. She allowed him to fuck her manhole with long, penetrating strokes.
The friction warmed her loins. Soon, she felt another orgasm building. The liquid heat puddling inside her began to take on a sexual tension that wasn't to be denied.
She grabbed wildly at his arms and shrieked, "I... I can't hold back any longer. I.. .-oh, ooohhhh, uunnnghhh!"
The world spun crazily around her again as she. came. Her body lurched and she shoved her ass upward in a vain attempt to take even more of his wonderful cock all the way up her cunt.
"Hot, damn, but you're a goddamn hot, sex-starved bitch," he grunted. "And I'm gonna fuck you so good, you'll never forget it!"
His hips blurred with speed. He was driving his prick into her all the way. His balls wetly slapped against her upturned ass. He heard the wet, lewd smucking noise as his cock fucked furiously into her juicy pussy. And then he felt his balls begin to tighten up, to lurch with desires not to be ignored.
"Oh, shiiiit!" he grunted as he came.
His balls erupted and his cock spewed forth a steady stream of cum. He whitewashed the wanton girl's cunt with his fiery seed until he set off still another climax in her young body.
Locked together in the most intimate embrace possible, they rocked through a mutual orgasm. They soon wilted.
Joanne's legs lost their strength and she limply dangled her legs over the edge of the desk. She felt the hard wood edge creasing her ass. She wiggled a little and relaxed full length on the desk.
Worley took a step backwards and looked down at her. He licked his lips and hungrily said, "God, I wish I still had some lead left in the old pencil. But you just took it all out! You're a hot one!"
"And I think my brother's got some hot film of us fucking."
"Huh?"
"Look over there," she said, tossing her head in the direction of the door. Worley spun and stared in amazement at the sight outlined in the window.
Mary Beth was letting Chris' jism splatter all over her face. Her tongue was eagerly seeking out each and every drop from the end of his cock.
But Worley wasn't looking at that. All he could see was the camera sitting there. He didn't doubt every second of the fucking had been recorded.
"What the hell is this?"
"You ought to know, Worley. You blackmailed me for a while. Now it's my turn."
"I don't know____"
"You don't know what? How well your wife would enjoy a little X-rated viewing?"