Chapter 9
"You know what I mean. That little wet spot on your blue jeans didn't just appear. We know how it got there. You want something crammed up that tight little fuck hole of yours, don't you?"
She didn't answer. She didn't trust herself. He was right. She did want a cock reaming her out right now. But not his. She almost laughed at the thought. The way she'd eaten him, there was no way he could get it up for an hour or more.
And she didn't think he'd want to stay around all that long just to get another hard-on. Worley was a real stickler for business.
"Come on, doll. You want that cunt of yours properly attended to, don't you?" he demanded.
"What if I do? You won't be doing it with that!" v
She flicked his limp cock with her finger. It moved like a sleeping snake between his meaty legs.
He laughed harshly. "I was thinking of a bit more mouth love for you, doll. You gave me a lot of your tongue. I can return the favor with mine. I want to eat you out!"
"No," she said. But her body was screaming a different answer. She hated this man but her body needed the sex. Her cunt was slobbering in lust at the merest thought of his tongue entering it.
She couldn't give in to him. Sucking him off to keep the job was bad enough. This would be the ultimate in blackmail. The blackmail victim would be begging to pay even more than had been demanded!
"Yes," he said. "You forget quick, doll. I can fire you. I won't, If you get up here on the desk and get those jeans off so's I can eat you out good and proper."
"I don't have much choice, do I?"
"Not much. But what the hell? You'll enjoy it as much as I will and we both know that!"
She had to admit he was probably right. The way her pussy felt right now, even a dog's tongue licking and dragging roughly along her cunt would get her off fast.
Standing, she began wiggling out of her jeans. The strip tease seemed to really get the man hot again. For a ghastly minute, she thought he might get his hard-on back. His cock was dead for the time being, though. She didn't have to worry about him getting a boner again for quite a while.
Still, he was panting and licking his lips as he watched her strip off her jeans.
They were almost skin tight and peeled down nicely. Her white skin shone brilliantly in the light coming in through the window from behind the desk. She stepped out of her pants and kicked them aside.
She was acutely aware of how right he'd been.
Her cotton panties were almost completely soaked with her fuck juices. She'd been ready ever since .she dropped to her knees and took his prick into her mouth to suck on it.
"Like what you see?" she asked. She did a couple quick turns and planted the edge of her ass on the desk.
"Love it!"
His eyes were fastened on the triangle of her bush. She lifted one leg to tease him a little. She almost laughed in his face when he came close to falling forward. He couldn't take his eyes off her cunt.
Just as surely as her tongue had trapped him before, now her pussy was going to keep him a captive of her sex.
She enjoyed the feeling, but she knew she'd enjoy the feel of his tongue working its way into ' her pussy even more.
Spreading her legs and rocking back on the desk, she placed both feet on the edge of the desk. This parted her pussy lips in the lewdest, most obscene manner possible.
He loved it. And so did she! "Go on. Don't just look," she urged. "You wanted it, so sample it!"
She cried out when his mouth clamped firmly on her cunt. She didn't think she'd have this kind of a reaction. Her body was crying out as loudly as her voice for his mouth, his probing tongue.
He started licking immediately. His tongue shoved out hard against her blood-engorged pussy lips. He lapped up the cunt juice leaking out of her insides. He didn't miss a single drop of the slightly tart fluid.
She shivered at the roughness of his tongue on her delicate flesh. She wanted more but didn't trust her voice any longer. It didn't matter. He wasn't about to stop now. Not with the taste he'd gotten!
She raised her legs and draped her knees over his shoulders. This opened her cunt was wide as possible to the man. She hated herself even as she was doing it. That odd push-pull reaction was tormenting her. She detested the man and yet she wanted him.
Mentally she hated him and physically she wanted him.
Anything was okay as long as he kept his mouth on her pussy. There didn't seem to be any reason for him to leave. She was wide open to him, wantonly going along with anything he requested.
"Umm, so good, your tongue's all over me! Stuff it all the way in now. I want to feel it inside my cunt!"
There was a lewd sucking noise, then she shuddered. His tongue speared out and into her cunt. She felt it racing into her twat, stroking along the velvet walls. When he was as far up her cunt as he could possibly get, he began wiggling his tongue around.
The very tip of his tongue drove her wild with ecstasy. She hadn't realized she was this hot. The slightest movement in her pussy drove her into a frenzy. She rocked back and forth on the desk cramming her cunt toward his tongue spearing deeply into her. She had to have it all!
His tongue massaged and rippled the walls of her pussy until she felt the sexual pressures mounting inside her belly. It would be just a few seconds before she came. She tried to hold it back, then decided to ride with the man's mouth love.
Her climax wasn't the biggest she'd ever had, but it was satisfying. It seemed to spur the man on to even heavier attempts to get her to climax again. His tongue left her cunt with a wet plop and began stroking up and down her pussy lips. As he brushed across the delicately scalloped inner pussy lips, she came again, not big, but enough to let him know the sexual powers locked inside her young body.
"You're a real hot one, aren't you, doll?" he asked.
She couldn't answer. She lifted her ass off the desk and crammed her cunt into his face again. She didn't want talk from him, she wanted him to eat her out good!
He licked slowly, agonizingly, along her cunt lips until he came to her clit. The tiny spire of erectile tissue was where all her sexual pleasure lay. It was a tiny powder keg waiting to set off an atomic bomb of delight.
He knew exactly how to stimulate it. Some women liked a gentle circling of the clit, a rolling around of the pea-sized organ until they came. With only a little flick of his tongue, he knew that she was different. She like his tongue to start at the base and slowly work to the very summit.
He repeated this two or three times. Making sure her clit was properly greased was simple. If his own saliva hadn't been enough, the flow of her cunt juices would have been. He simply couldn't slurp them all up fast enough now.
He sucked her clit into his mouth. With the tiny nubbin trapped between his lips, he brushed his tongue rapidly, fleetingly, over the very tip as he sucked hard.
When she came, it was a lightning bolt of desire ripping through her entire body.
For an instant, he was both deaf and blind. Her thighs pressed down so hard on his ears, all sound but the thumping of his own heart was shut out. And with a cunt crammed that close to his face, he couldn't see much further than the top of the girl's crinkly bush.
"Keep eating! Your mouth! Your tongue, ummm, oh, god, oh, how bad I need it!" i
He kept on with his tasty chore. There wasn't enough money in the world to get him to stop now. He'd tasted paradise and wanted more of it. Lots more!
His tongue worked around the small organ of her clit a few more times to let her know exactly what power he held over her, then he began working down her sex gash. Already the cunt lips were coated with her thick inner oils. He licked the pussy lips clean once more and continued back to her cunt hole.
The girl shuddered when she felt his tongue go past her fuck hole. The tiny ridge of flesh between her cunt and her asshole was sensitive. The smallest touch of his tongue was electric. She was in a constant state of arousal now. No matter what he did to her, it added to her excitement, her need, her joy.
"Cram your tongue into my asshole!" she begged. "I want it all the way up my ass!"
His tongue moved back to her anus. The light caress of his tongue drove her up the pinnacle to another orgasm. As the fiery tides of passion faded in her body, she could feel him licking and kissing around her asshole.
The wetness and roughness of his pink tongue began prodding her tightly held anal muscle. She tried to relax, to get that tongue all the way up her ass. It was hard work for her. Ever since the burning enema she'd received, her ass had been begging for male attention. Nerves triggering pleasure unknown to her before had been uncovered and activated. She had loved being fucked up her ass. It had been the biggest turn-on she'd ever gotten from a man.
Now she was going to get a tongue up her asshole!
"Stuff it all the way! I need it so badly!"
Then she screamed in joy. She came with the force of a million tons of bricks smashing into the ground. That tongue wiggling its way into her guts was all it took to bring her off in a big way.
It wetly surged up her shit chute triggering a series of cums in her body. She felt like a berserk machine gun going off. Not one or two or three orgasms, but a never ending series smashed through her body.
He began tongue fucking her up the ass. Her body was drained of sensation. She was drenched in sweat from the frantic lovemaking. Yet she still was responding to his tongue driving hard and fast up her asshole.
She couldn't explain it. She didn't want to. She wanted to enjoy this to the fullest.
That tongue played her out until her body was as limp as a dishrag. She finally collapsed onto the piles of paper begging him, "No more. I... I just can't stand any more. You've worn me out!"
He smiled at her, almost leering. "Yeah, doll. You're a hot one. I'll give you that. But I can wear out the best of 'em. You're good but I've had better."
She wanted to complain but was too drained to bother. Let him bloat his own ego. Joanne didn't care. She still had her job and had gotten an incredible eating out. That was almost worth-all the degradation he put her through keeping the crummy job.
But Worley wasn't finished with her. Not by a long shot.
"You know, doll, I bet you really clean up on your little house calls."
She'd weakly gotten off the desk and was pulling her jeans on. His eyes never left her wiggling ass the entire time she was dressing.
"What do you mean by that?" she asked.
"I mean, come off it, doll. A hot chick like you gets a load of bread from those clowns out there writing the letters. What do you charge? Maybe a hundred a fuck?"
He eyed her lewdly as if fucking her with his eyes instead of his cock.
"I don't get a dime out of it."
"Shit, doll, who're you kidding? You charge. Why else do it? So here's the deal. We split from now on. Fifty-fifty. And that's only because I want a little on the side, you know what I mean?"
She knew. Joanne realized he thought she was hooking. There wasn't any way he'd ever believe she was giving it away.
"Fifty-Fifty?"
"That's the way it's got to be or I'll bounce you so fast it'll leave your head spinning and not your ass, doll. Now get back to work."
Joanne left, wondering exactly how much Worley thought she should be getting a week and how long she could hold him off from trying to collect.