Chapter 1
The redheaded receptionist at Acme Insurance had three things going for her.
She was luscious to look at, with ripe, creamy tits, a thick, sultry mouth and long legs.
Although her face was only vaguely pretty, except for her eyes and lips, she had the most gorgeous ass in town. As a kid, she'd been raped in her sweet, silky ass by her own massively hung brother -- and learned to love it.
It was impossible for the redhead to move around the office without getting stares from men and women alike. The women reeked with envy, and the men gazed at her gorgeous cheeks with fierce, quivering hard-ons.
The third thing in Sally Wilson's favor was that she was a very efficient secretary. She took her job seriously, and she could pound either a typewriter or a mattress with every hot inch of her sexy curves.
On this Monday morning in the small coastal town of Bascom Bay, just twenty miles south of San Francisco, Sally looked up from her typing to see a wide-eyed young blonde standing awkwardly before her.
"I'm looking for a job," the girl blurted out. She couldn't have been more than eighteen, with long, shimmering hair and a slender, tawny figure, boasting lovely, high-standing tits.
Sally gave her an application to fill out and pretended to do some paperwork while she eyed the young blonde furtively. There were two things in the world the sultry redhead loved to do besides her job.
She was wild about sucking and fucking... with either sex.
All it would take was a word from the receptionist and the girl would be hired. Just one word, because Sally's boss listened very carefully to everything she told him.
Glancing at her watch, Sally felt a soft throbbing her pussy, knowing her panties were getting soaked. It was eleven-twenty. In forty minutes, she would take her lunch in the boss' office.
Monday was always their hottest, wildest day. Her boss wasn't getting any from his wife these days -- the bitch was pouting about something other, as usual -- and Sally almost always had cum for lunch -- and dinner and, if circumstances allowed, breakfast.
Because the voluptuous redhead had to have it, at least twice a day, or she felt as if she were going to lose her mind. In spite of her cool, perfectly groomed appearance, Sally Wilson got hotter than a firecracker inside at least twice a day like clockwork.
She was a nympho, a barn nympho, a fact she discovered as soon as her brother took her cherry. Now, at twenty-two, Sally's glands were roaring away like a blast furnace. Sucking and fucking to her was like food and air to other people. She needed it not only to satisfy her hot, relentlessly throbbing cunt, but to give her that feeling of well-being, of being "high" the way other women got high an grass and liquor.
Now, staring at the young blonde who chewed her soft lips as she filled out the application form, the redhead felt the familiar wild hunger race through her lips and tongue. God, she loved to eat pussy! The younger and juicier, the better. She would just as soon suck a young girl off as go down on a well-built stud, because when Sally had to have it, she would suck off practically anything that moved -- before raping it with her tight, luscious cunt.
The blonde didn't know it yet, but she was already hired, even if she couldn't type a word or didn't know what a filing cabinet looked like. Staring with naked passion at the girl's silky, tapered legs beneath her dress, crossed now, swinging ever so slightly as the blonde pored over the application, Sally knew she had to have this one. Today was Monday.
Before the week was out, Sally intended to have those lovely legs locked around her face with her own dripping pussy rubbing frantically to the girl's sweet ripe lips in a frenzy of sixty-nine.
She wouldn't be the first girl or guy Sally had turned on in that office. The biggest problem the redhead faced was that once she sated her fierce hunger for sex, she had a hell of a time turning them off. Girls or guys, they always got hung upon her wanton mouth and luscious cunt. As a result, the employment turnover at Acme Insurance was quite high. Sally had a way of driving them crazy once she cut them off and they just couldn't stand being around her any more.
And since the hot redhead actually did all the hiring and firing, through her boss whom she manipulated like a puppet, she had complete control over the twelve employees, office help and salesmen alike.
They came and they went, and they always got hung up on creamy, passion-crazed Sally. Now, as Sally took the blonde's application from her, her fingers trembling slightly at the prospect of going down on the tawny, wide-eyed eighteen year old, Sally had a premonition that this one was going to be different, really different.
She was right, but not in the way she expected. Because far once in her life, it was Sally who was going to get hung up on a girl, obsessed with her plumply curved tits and beautiful ass, wild about her sweet hot pussy.
Nine times out of ten, the studs and girls Sally made it with went crazy over her action, practically begged to be her sex-slave.
This time, it was the hot-breasted, ripe-assed redhead who would became a sex-slave.
And the wide-eyed young blonde would drive Sally to the brink of insanity with her taunting...
There were wild, violent surprises in store far both girls that week.
And neither of them would ever be the same once they began their lustful, depraved swinging...
Behind his desk, Jeff Haley had a tremendous hard-on, pounding so eagerly he threatened to shoot off in his pants. It was still five minutes to twelve, damnit. He shoved a folder full of paperwork irritably away from him and lit a cigarette. The weekend had been a real bitch. More accurately, his wife had been a real bitch all weekend, driving their lovely daughter to tears. At thirty-eight, Jeff was still ruggedly handsome and fit, and he was still bitter about all the wild ass he'd turned down in the first fifteen years of his marriage. He had no idea what had gotten into his wife, still sexy and stacked for her age but she'd turned downright nasty all of a sudden.
Then there were those overnight trips of hers to San Francisco, where she'd spend the night with her sister. Or so she claimed anyway. Maybe, and this possibility angered him, she was screwing some guy on the side.
That was fine with him, since hot-lipped, mad sucking Sally Wilson took care of his long cock with savage delight. But she was hell to live with, his bitchy wife, and she was constantly tormenting their daughter.
Which led to a very close call this weekend. Cindy had come running to him in his den, tears streaming down her face and sat on his lap, squirming her plump ass while she sobbed. He'd not only come close to getting his rocks off in his pants, but, for a wild minute or two, he actually considered making it with his own daughter. She was fantastically sexy, her soft curves filling out to lush proportions, her ripe ass so hot and silky against his hard-on it was all he could do to keep from lifting her dress and shoving aside her panties and ramming his huge prick home.
And he knew for a fact Cindy was still a cherry. Instead, Jeff had gritted his teeth and hung on for the rest of the weekend. Sally would save him, bless her juicy mouth and frantic hot cunt. He didn't know what he'd do without the deliciously sexy redhead. Besides being a madly passionate piece of ass who loved it anywhere in her velvety flesh, in her hot creamy tits, her wildly sucking lips and her dripping pussy, and especially up her burning ripe ass, Sally was also a terrific worker and organizer. She ran the office for him, relieving him of that burden, did much of his tedious paperwork and made half his major decisions for him.
She was sexy, ambitious, sharp and the hottest piece of ass he'd ever had, tighter and juicier than his own wife used to be in her sexy prime.
She was a nympho, of course, but Jeff also had a funny suspicion she liked young girls, too. Nothing he could put his finger on, just a feeling. Christ, he'd love to see her in action with another naked, eager girl! One of these days he'd come right out and ask her point blank.
It was getting harder and harder to control his lust around his daughter, too. One of these nights he'd end up sneaking into her bed and ramming his thick cock deep into her juicy little cunt, and to hell with the consequences. After all, he wasn't getting any from his wife, and as wild and exciting as Sally's action was, a man deserved to have it in his own home.
From his own luscious daughter, if necessary.
Sally strode into his office on the stroke of noon and crisply lacked the door behind her. Her eyes blazed on him with excitement. She laid an application form on his desk.
"We want to hire this girl," she said immediately. "We can use her in the steno pool and she's a fast typist and takes shorthand."
"Shit, Sally, we don't have an opening," Jeff said.
"We will have," she said flatly. "June is quitting at the end of the week."
"That's funny -- I thought she liked it here," Jeff said thoughtfully.
"She does, but she's still quitting at the end of the week."
Meaning, Jeff thought, Sally would arrange to have her quit. "It might be nice if I talked to her first, the new girl I mean," he said dryly. "After all, I do run this joint. I think."
Sally shrugged and 'round behind his desk, reaching behind her to unzip her dress. Jeff held his breath for the lewd exhibition, his prick leaping with urgency. Slowly, the redhead slipped out of her dress. She wore a very sexy low-cut black bra, with her creamy tits almost bursting their flimsy harness. Beneath sheer black panties, she wore misty black nylons. Her panties were soaked, he could see, with her cunt juices. Sally was always ready for sucking and fuckin.
"Don't just sit there gawking," she whispered feverishly as she unsnapped her bra, her proud white tits springing forth, their gorged nipples a bright red. "Strip, honey. I need it, Christ, Jeff, I'm hotter than a smoking pistol! Let's see your meat! Whip it out, honey, hurry!"
Again he was amazed at the abrupt change, no matter how many times he saw it. From the cool, crisp, utterly efficient secretary to the hotly obscene swinger, moaning for it now, weaving her lush hips as she rolled down her panties and nylons to reveal a glistening curly nest of cunt hairs against her milky thighs.
She knew how to excite a guy with words, too.
"Thought about your dick all morning," Sally whispered, hefting and stroking her tits now. "You saved your hot load for me all weekend, didn't you, honey? Christ, I need a gallon of the stuff, everywhere! Pussy's so hot I think it's going to explode! Mmmm, God, hurry up!"
The moment he was naked, she gripped his pounding prick in her hot fist, a hissing sound coming from her throat. Quickly, the moaning redhead nudged him back down in his swivel chair, her mind almost frantic as she tried to decide where she wanted his cock first -- her mouth, her madly throbbing cunt, or up her tingling asshole?
She'd picked up a young stud in a bar last night, brought him back to her apartment and worked his long cock over with everything she had for an hour, so she was able to sleep peacefully last night. But now, as a result of daydreaming about the young blonde, Sally was feverishly aroused all aver again, much more so than usual.
Her huge nipples tingled fiercely, her cunt pulsed with slippery, sucking power, her tight asshole throbbed and her lips and tongue ached for it, all at the same time.
"Suck it off first," Jeff said hoarsely, squeezing her tits in his fingers. "I've got enough for three times, easy, Sally. Suck it, baby!"
Eagerly, the feverish redhead knelt between his naked hairy legs. She held his prick in a vise-like grip so he couldn't shoot his jism off prematurely. Sally guided the crimson knob toward her lips, her long wet tongue darting out to lick up a giant drop of his cream. Jeff groaned, and the taste of thick male cum triggered a new frenzy in the panting secretary.
She began giving him one lewdly unforgettable blowjobs, a mad roller-coaster ride of thrills from her fiery lips and tongue.
Over her bed in her apartment, a large biblical sign said: "Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might!"
Not just Sally's feverishly stroking hand on Jeff's hard prick, but she gave everything she had, whether it was in torrid sex or her office job. Once she was wantonly hot, the lush redhead played no favorites, going down on a guy as eagerly and lustfully as a girl's luscious thighs, screwing with every burning, satiny inch of her creamy flesh, sucking and fucking with electrifying heat and concentration.
And it was this blazing singleness of purpose that made her one of the hottest pieces of ass in creation.
"Wild hot job! Ahhhh," groaned Jeff, holding her head tightly in his hands as she whipped her balling mouth back and forth on his cock, with deep animal moans corning from her throat. Almost any man would have shot his rocks off within a minute of having her juicy mouth thrash and suck and wriggle on his cock, but her fierce grip on the base of Jeff's prick made ejaculation temporarily impossible. And while this grip desensitized his cock so that the thrills from her mad mouth and lashing tongue weren't as sharp, she gave such a violent, breathtaking blow job that the office manager had to grit his teeth to keep from shouting with raw excitement.
When Sally was business, she was all business. And when the lust-crazed redhead was having sex, she was all blazing sex, from her fiercely sucking lips down to her nipples, from her swollen tits down to her hotly dripping cunt, from her tingling, puckered asshole down to the curled tips of her dainty toes.
Now her passionate moans mingled with Jeff's wild grunts as the swinging secretary gently ripped her teeth across the length of his rock-hard prick. She flicked her wet tongue across his knob rapidly, rewarded with another huge drop of jism, thick and salty and exciting in her throat. Then Sally suddenly pulled her wet lips back from his pound big cock and held it aloft in her fist. She darted her eager mouth down to his hairy balls, licking and kissing them for variety, sucking on them with lewd whimpers of joy, all the while jerking Jeff's cock in her hot fist.
No one would ever be as hung or taste as wildly thrilling as her own brother but the office manager's cock ran a close second for the hungry redhead. Sally was so feverishly aroused over the taste of a massive hot dick in her mouth she even forgot about the young blonde for a few minutes.
"What a cocksucker!" groaned Jeff, reaching down to heft her lush, burning its in his fingers. At his touch, a cry came from Sally's lips and she immediately went back to sucking him off with renewed fury, feeling him quiver and grow as hard as a brick in her mouth. This was one reason Sally had no problem keeping her fantastically ripe figure.
All she ever ate for lunch was a small container of yogurt and the office manager's huge container of jism.
He was gasping and swinging his hips on his chair now, fucking her mouth lustfully as she churned her lips and tongue on his immense rod. Still Sally wouldn't release her iron grip on the base of his prick, not because she was unselfish, although she always strove to give her best, whether passionately sucking or feverishly fucking, but because the redheaded nympho was working herself up to a maddening pitch of excitement as she gave her hottest blowjob.
And the more excited she was when he rammed his long dick up her tight pussy, the more explosively she got her own rocks off. She had total control over her own thrills, and usually her partner's too -- boy or girl, man or woman -- and she made the most of it, savoring every obscene, blissful moment, every inch of his fleshy cock in her fist and throat. She once blew her brother for more than an hour, almost driving him insane by alternately teas ins and firing him up, sucking furiously and then coyly kissing and nibbling, until, when he finally did shoot his load, it was a thick, massive torrent of hot cream that brought muffled screams of ecstasy from the redhead's throat.
She could drive young girls crazy, too, to the very brink of madness with her cunning hot lips and highly skilled tongue.
She was primarily designed by nature for only one perfect function, a custom-tailored, silken skinned, lushly curved machine for sucking and fucking, all hotly ripe tits and gorgeous swinging ass and juicy, whipping pussy, but there were moments when Sally wondered whether her soul was really centered in her blazing lips and tongue.
Ever since going down on her brother, the passion-crazed redhead became obsessed with oral sex, first with having boys and men come in her mouth and then girls, beginning with a young schoolgirl who stayed over at Sally's house one night. Sweet, tender hot pussy!
But in spite of her frantic action over the past six years, Sally had never made it with both a guy and a girl at the same time, had never experienced a three-way. This was partly because the secretary was so hot and primed most of the time, she was driven by pure selfishness. She couldn't stand the idea of sharing her partner with anyone else, afraid she'd be left out of the act for even a few minutes.
But now, as Sally moaned and sucked the office manager's cock with rising excitement, feeling his tremendous load of cream building up in his balls for a shattering explosion, she felt a hot stab of curiosity about a three-way. She'd love to see the luscious young blonde in action with a guy, especially a hung stud like Jeff. Sally could play with the girl's beautiful naked ass in the meantime, one of her favorite delights, licking and kissing and biting it before she rammed her tongue deep up the girl's puckered little asshole. She loved it when their hot silken asses wiggled joyously in her face.
"Christ, Sally, gotta get my nuts off!" gasped Jeff, his naked chest heaving with frantic excitement. The thrills were fast and furious now as the moaning redhead whipped her boiling mouth greedily oh his rod. She abruptly released her tight finger-grip on the base of his cock.
And a low, wild groan came from the office manager's throat as the full impact of her lustful blowjob hit his nerves. Her mouth was all fire and juicy wet velvet, sending fierce waves of pleasure through his quivering prick, a blazing vortex of obscene power, sucking madly with raw hunger, craving his stream of jism.
"Oooooooh, shit, fan -- ugh! -- tastic, baby!" gasped Jeff, shaking his head in a daze. He began spurting in her mouth and a low scream of excitement came from Sally. She worked her lips and throat in a frenzy of greed, gulping down the thick gushing jism as fast as she could, milking his bursting cock in her hot fist rapidly, wild tremors of joy racing through her lips and tongue as the boiling liquid shot in great spurts to make her gag.
Frantic for every last drop, the panting redhead continued sucking and draining Jeff after his rod went limp, her naked, creamy flesh now covered with a fine sheen of perspiration.