Chapter 2
When Rita graduated from high school and got a job at a modeling agency, she soon discovered how much it meant to be beautiful.
For her boss, Henry Carmichael, was crazy about her body. He loved the curvaceous buttocks she possessed and told her so.
When he first took her measurements and insisted that she take off all of her clothes, she thought that he was being terribly fresh. But little did she realize how much to her advantage hs preoccupation with her bare body would be.
Once he had finished taking her measurements and complimented her, he told her what he expected.
"For the girls who get all the work," he laughed, "I expect a little action myself, if you know what I mean."
Mr. Carmichael winked and slapped her bare buttocks. It bothered her. She was certain that he had sex on his mind.
"I think I read you," she said nervously.
"It's going to be to your benefit," he assured her, "to give me some free entertainment. You'll get plenty of work. The girls who don't give, don't get. You understand?"
She nodded. At that point Mr. Carmichael dropped to his knees. He looked at her bare buttocks and kissed them. Then she spun around and his tongue went into her pussy. She reached down and gripped his head.
"Mr. Carmichael," she told him, "what in blazes are you trying to do?"
"Don't be gross," he complained. "You know, I want to eat your pussy. Why do you think I'm here on my knees with a napkin around my neck?' She laughed.
"Feeding time, eh?" she smiled as she did finally catch on to why he wore that ridicu- lous linen napkin around his neck.
She gripped his head and pushed her pussy in regular movements. His tongue flipped inside of her.
"Hey, you've got a long tongue," she told him. "Lick it. Go ahead, lover, lick my snatch."
Mr. Carmichael was proving what a good lover he was. His tongue invaded the private precincts of her pussy. He was sucking on her now. She enjoyed it immensely.
"Hey, speedy," she told him, "I love the way your tongue lashes my love button. You're on, baby."
Indeed he was on. He knew where it was at and he was going to get a piece of ass.
He went on licking and sucking on her pussy until she was ready to juice. But she wanted to hang on a little longer. She pulled back so she wouldn't instantly cum in his face.
"I hope you mean to keep your word, tiger," she told him as she went on pumping.
It bothered him to think she would mention business at a time like this. How commercial could she get? It was terribly gross, Mr. Carmichael thought. But as he caught a whiff of her pussy and tasted the delicious juices about ready to flow, he decided it would be better to nibble her clit and get a gusher than complain.
Nibbling her clit, he got what he expected. The juicy pussy thrilled him. He licked and loved it.
When Mr. Carmichael got to his feet she figured it was time to get a job.
"I'm ready to go to work," she told him.
"I figured as much," he told her. "Bend over, baby, and I'll stick it up your ass."
Mr. Carmichael planted his hands firmly on Rita's behind. He wasted no time. Applying his own spit to his penis shaft, he flipped it between her ass crack.
"Bend over a little farther," he said in a lusty voice.
She bent over. His thick penis plunged between her ass crack.
"That's the way to do it," he told her. "Come on, baby, fuck it."
With a deep, driving cock stab he slammed into her. She felt the world was coming to an end as he conquered her great divide.
"I've got it in there, baby," he panted as he thrust in. "Oh, that feels beautiful. Twist it for me."
She ground her hips around.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Oh, yes, baby. I love it. Just like that. Come on. Beauti- fill."
She was becoming more and more aroused.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you sure know how to do it. Come on, fuck it off. That's what I want you to' do. Oh, baby, fuck. Fuck it."
He went on ramming into her. She was getting more and more aroused.
"Yes, baby, yes," he told her excitedly. "Now we're doing it. Pump it. Oh, baby, I love it. Keep it up."
Bending over, Mr. Carmichael reached for Rita's breasts. He gripped them with his full hand. He let his fingers pinch the nipples.
"Oh, baby," he gasped excitedly, "when you twist your tail you drive me out of my mind. Keep it up."
She ground her hips around. He thrilled to her movements.
"Yes, yes," he gasped eagerly, "that's what I want you to do. Now you're fucking. Come on, fuck it."
With deep, driving cock stabs he continued. She was so excited now she was shaking.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "just like I like it. Keep it up. Now, baby, now."
It wasn't going to be much longer. She loved the sensation.
"Yes, yes," he exclaimed. "Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Keep fucking me. I want it."
She could feel him plowing into her asshole. She could tell he was ignited. His balls slapped against her bare bottom as he fiercely fucked her. At the same time his hand reached for her pussy. Slipping two fingers into her vagina, he began manipulating her clit.
"That's it, baby," he told her. "Twist it for me. Now you're doing it. Just like I like it. Oh, baby, fuck it off. Yes. You're on!"
With continued cock stabs he thrilled her. She knew that it wasn't going to be much longer before he was cuming.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you don't know how much this means to me. Come on. Milk it.'?
At that point Mr. Carmichael was climaxing. Rita's ass muscles seized his cock. She squeezed the cream out of it.
"Beautiful," he told her. "You're a super ass fuck."
When he'd finished fucking her he slowly withdrew. Then he looked at her with a happy, pleased smile on his face.
"Did you enjoy it?"
"You'll never know how much," she smiled at him.
Rita wasted no time in getting dressed and getting out of there. If she was going to have to put up with such nonsense, she figured it wasn't worth it. She left Mr. Carmichael standing there with his cock dangling between his legs and a puzzled frown forming on his face.
"That's no way to treat me," he complained. "Come back here. I wanted to eat your pussy."
Rita didn't look back. She went home. She was getting more and more disgusted.
She spoke with her father about relocating.
"Daddy," she told her father, "I've got to find a place where I can work where people won't pay attention to me sexually." . "It's going to be difficult," he told her. "With your bod, it really turns them on. They don't mean to get so excited, honey, but they do."
"I'm only too aware of that," she told her father, "and it disturbs me. I wish there was some way that I could be left alone."
"Honey, I know what you mean," he told her. "But it isn't easy. These days men just turn oh. They look at a girl's breasts and glance at her legs and then imagine what her pussy would be like in bed."
"If s too bad people are so sexually obsessed," Rita said, noticing how her father was paying attention to her bosoms at this moment.
"We're only human," he smiled knowingly, letting his eyes sweep across her body.
"Daddy," she told him, "if I didn't know you were a decent man I would almost think you were turning on with me."
"Maybe I am," he told her.
"Forget it, daddy," she warned him. "I'm not interested. Not interested at all."
Her father realized she was telling the truth. Nevertheless, he was obsessed to have something to do with her.
"Pve been wanting to look at you for a long time," he revealed.
Rita looked at him with shock and dismay.
"Daddy, that's indecent," she told him.
"Indecent or not," he told her, "I would like to examine your breasts. They're so beautiful."
Rita was annoyed.
"Have you no pride?"
"No, but I sure have a hard-on," he chuckled.
Glancing at her father's crotch, Rita realized he was telling the truth.
"I think I'd better be going now while I still can," she told him nervously.
"Right on," he smiled as he got to his feet and unzipped his fly, reached in and pulled out his huge penis.
"What am I gonna do about this?" he ques- tioned her.
"That's your problem," she told him.
Her father shook his head with a wry smile forming on his face.
"Wrong," he told her. "That's my pecker. And it's loaded. Come on, baby, why don't you slip your mouth around it and give me a good cock suck."
"Daddy," Rita exclaimed, "you've got a nerve."
"I've got a lot of nerves," he told her, "and they're all down here, around my crotch. Look at my balls, baby. They're swelling. My cock is getting bigger."
Rita glanced at his penis. Sure enough he was getting larger.
"Well what do you expect me to do about it, daddy?" she asked him.
"Get on your knees," he told her, "and suck me.
She got on her knees. She pulled her father's penis to her lips. The tip of her tongue lashed at his cock.
"Come on," he told her, "do more than lick it. Let me stick it in your mouth so you can suck on it. You'll love it. And when it shoots, baby, you want to be there to catch it all."
Closing her eyes, Rita let her father plunge his thick penis into her mouth.
"That's beautiful," he told her excitedly. "Oh, baby, now you're blowing. Come on, suck me. Suck me."
With deep cock stabs he rammed into her. She was becoming more and more aroused.
"That's the way to make it," he told her. "Come on, baby, suck it. Suck my big juicy dick."
Reaching out she fumbled around in his shorts for his balls. She pulled them out, too. Her fingers began massaging and manipulating them. He loved the erotic sensation she was creating in his crotch.
"Suck it," he told her, "suck my pecker. Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Suck it off. That's the way to do it. Now you're sucking. Suck it, baby."
She was using her mouth expertly. It pleased her father that she was doing such a good job for him.
"Lick it," he told her. "Oh, darling, lick your daddy's dick. Suck. That's it. Oh, wow!"
At this point she was trembling. She could taste her father starting to juice. She wanted his full load.
"Ohhh, baby," he panted, "let me give it to you. I want to shoot it in your mouth. I want you to suck it all out."
All at once his cock exploded. The hot white cream shot into her mouth. She gulped hungrily.
"Yes, yes," he cried eagerly, "that's the way to do it. Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Suck it off."
The hot white sperm shot down her throat. She could taste it. Pulling back she let some of his sperm spill in her mouth. She rolled it around on the tip of her tongue.
"Yes, yes," she cried eagerly, "give me some more."
"Get your sucking mouth back on my dick and I will," her father told her.
It disgusted him that she had taken her mouth off his penis at all.
She slipped her mouth back on his shaft. She sucked joyously. And he went on thrusting into her.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you're beautiful. Just like I like it. Now you're doing it. Eat it, sweetheart. Eat it."
She joyfully gulped more of his juices. When she finally did slide her mouth off his cock she could see his tongue hanging out. He wiggled his tongue and his expression told her exactly what he desired.
"I know how to use my tongue in you, baby," he assured her. "Just let me drive it in your pretty pink pussy."
Rita figured she might as well give him everything. She undressed completely. As her father caught sight of her naked body, he became hotter than ever before.
"Yes, sweetheart," he smiled, "I want to slip my tongue inside you. I want to have a nice tongue ride."
He knew exactly how to do it. His tongue flipped back and forth across her clit. And then he nosed in and plunged his tongue in rapid-fire movements until she was prepared for him to eat her.
His hands clasped her bare buttocks. His tongue went on slipping rhythmically in and out of her pussy.
"Eat me," she cried anxiously. "Yes. Oh, daddy, I like your long tongue. Eat me."
Her father's rapid-fire tongue stabs pleased her. She was so aroused now she was shaking.
"Do it," she told him. "That's the way. Oh, daddy, do it."
She enjoyed the warmth of his tongue. She marveled at his skill in flipping it around inside of her.
"Eat me," she cried anxiously. "Yes, yes, daddy. Just like I love it. Now you're doing it" Her father's tongue flipped gingerly about inside of her. And then he fingered her asshole. It felt good to have his finger slipping up her rectum. He pumped his finger smoothly. "Oh, yes," she begged him, "I love it when you stab your finger up my ass while you eat my box."
Indeed she did love it. She was the girl who appreciated raw, blunt sex. And her father was skillfully demonstrating his ability to entertain her with his tongue and finger movements.
His tongue tasted her. The taste of her love juices triggered him on. For he thrilled to the delicious scent and taste. This increased the tempo of his tongue lashing her love button. As it flipped up and down her hungrily, she wanted to feel his teeth bear down on her clit. , Reaching down she gripped her father's head and held him in place.
"Nibble me," she begged. "Go ahead. Nibble my clit."
His teeth bore down just as she wanted them to. And then she came.
"Yes, yes," she cried anxiously as she locked her legs around him.
He pulled his finger from her asshole, clasped her firm ass cheeks and held her in place as he ate her box.
When he'd finished devouring her he slid his tongue away.
"Oh, darling," he told her, "that was so much fun. You're delicious."
She was hoping that he would let her alone. She wanted to get away from him as well. It seemed as if everywhere Rita turned she was confronted with the horrible fact people wanted to bed down with her.
"There's one thing I haven't tried yet," he told her.
"Don't tell me," Rita said as she felt his hands caressing her ass cheeks, "I would rather not know."
"It's your ass," he told her. "It really excites me."
"Why?" she asked nervously.
"It's the way it's curved," he told her. "I constantly see my dick slipping up there and entertaining you."
"Forget about entertaining me," Rita insisted.
"I'll confess," he said with a guilty look on his face, "I'm thinking of myself. I'm thinking of how much I would enjoy slipping it to you.
Oh, baby, just give me the chance. I want it so bad."
It was obviously the truth. But it meant nothing to her. She wasn't about to allow him entrance to her asshole.
However, when he slid both hands under her buttocks and started positioning her she made one request.
"Before you do it," she told him, "apply some Vaseline to your dick stick. I'm not gonna take it up there unless you do."
The angry look in her eyes convinced him she was serious.
"Of course," he said in a most accommodating manner, "I would never do it without."
"I'm sure," Rita shrugged as she observed him going to the bathroom.
Coming back he insisted she apply the Vaseline to his shaft.
"It would make me feel I'm playing with myself if I did it," he told her.
"All right," she agreed.
She uncapped the Vaseline jar, dipped in and then used her forefinger to apply it to the length of his hard penis.
"That feels so good," he told her.
"Maybe I should just jerk it off with Vaseline," she suggested. "That would satisfy me."
He shook his head indignantly.
"But it wouldn't satisfy me. Oh, baby, I want it all coated and slick so it will slip in quick."
Now that it was ready he thought it would be interesting if she got on the floor.
"When you're on the floor on all fours like an animal," he explained, "it really gets me horny. I don't know why but it does. It seems so primitive."
Rita accommodated his lusty desire. She got on the floor on all fours. He got behind her. He gripped her buttocks. He held them in place.
"I'm gonna slip it to you, baby," he told her. "I'm gonna fuck your asshole good."
He plunged his penis into her. With deep, driving cock stabs he rammed it home. His balls bounced ruthlessly against her ass cheeks as he fucked.
"Ohhh," he gasped, "does that ever feel good. Come on, baby, fuck it. Now you're doing it. Puck it. Fuck it."
He was ramming in hard now.
"Keep it up," he told her. "Thaf s how you do it. Oh, baby, screw it."
Rita twisted her behind. Her father enjoyed ravishing her. He liked to ram it in one direction and have her twist the other way. She was picking up various methods of pleasing a man in this unique sexual manner.
"I'm gonna drive it to the right," he guided her. "You twist your ass to the left. That's corkscrew fucking. Sure, baby, that's it."
Rita was a quick learner. As he rammed his cock in to the right, she twisted to the left. They continued this for a few moments and then she bent all the way over. All he could see now were her upraised buttocks. He squeezed her creamy ass cheeks until they were red. He continued plunging deeply into her.
"Come on, baby," he gasped excitedly, "grind your ass. That's the way to do it. Fuck me. Fuck me."
He was enjoying her enormously. He was pleased with her performance. For she was patting a lot into it.
"Hang tight, honey," he told her. "It won't be much longer. I'm almost there."
She could tell from the way he was driving into her with penetrating jabs he was telling the truth.
"Yes, baby, yes," he urged her. "Hang in there. I'll make it in a minute."
All of the sudden she felt him cuming. His hot white sperm jetted up her asshole. She twisted around to milk it.
"Oh, honey," he told her, "that's too much. I love it. Keep it up. Don't ever stop. I want you to fuck me. Oh, baby, you're doing it beautiful. Fuck me."
The erotic thrills that shot through her body had her shaking.
"Yes, baby, yes," he gasped as he stabbed it in until she pegged him to stop.
"You've done it enough," she told him. "No more. Stop it. It's hurting."
Apparently that was the very thing that he wanted. For the more it seemed to hurt her the more he seemed to get a charge out of it.
"Now you're doing it," he told her. "Oh, baby, you're beautiful. Just like I love it. Keep it up. Oh, sweetheart, fuck it off."
She wiggled her ass. The hot white sperm gushed up her asshole. She squeezed it for him. Now it was over. He patted her ass roughly as he eased his dripping-with-cum cock out of her behind.
"You've sure got a great ass," he told her.
"Maybe I should be in the business," she replied.
"You know it, baby."