Chapter 6
"Janie, would you mind stepping back here a moment?"
"Okay, Mr. Palmer."
Locking her cash register, Janie slipped around the counter and headed for the back storeroom where her boss was finishing the day's paperwork. It was almost closing time, and not a single customer was around as she poked her head through the doorway to see her boss seated at his desk, filling out figures on a tally sheet.
"Do you need something, Mr. Palmer?" she asked.
Hal Palmer looked up at her and grinned, leaning back in his old swivel chair. "As a matter of fact I do-customers. Lots and lots of customers. But since we seem to be a little short on them today, how would you like to get off early?"
Janie's smile broadened at that. "I sure would."
Mr. Palmer laughed. A good-looking man in his early forties, tall and athletic with just a hint of paunch showing, he ran his gaze up and down her body in a familiar way she'd come to expect in the two weeks she'd been working for him. Hal Palmer was divorced and was always stealing horny looks at her when he got the chance. She didn't mind that, though. She liked being admired, and after the morning's fuck session with Clay, she especial-
ly enjoyed his brief speculative stare as he licked his lips and went on.
"All right, then. I've got just one more small job for you, and then we'll call it a day." He leaned forward once more and handed her a clipboard. Can you get me a count on those damaged cans that came in this morning? I need to write them off for inventory."
"All right, Mr. Palmer." She bounced across the storeroom, the clipboard swinging under one arm, then came to a confused halt. "Where are they?"
"Hm?" He glanced back with a perfectly innocent expression, but she didn't miss the veiled gleam in his eyes. "Oh, they must've got stuck behind those crates. Reach them the best you can, okay?"
Janie located the small box of damaged canned goods behind a large wooden crate, and there was no way she could count them without leaning far forward. It wasn't hard to recognize that Mr. Palmer had put them there on purpose, and she instinctively knew why: he'd wanted to get a peek up her skirt.
That realization didn't bother her nearly the way it would have just a few days ago. In fact, she felt a little burst of glowing pleasure and could hardly hide her smile as she took the clipboard firmly in hand and bent to count the cans.
Behind her, Hal hissed in a small breath as she leaned over, letting her short dress ride up to expose her creamy, slender thighs.
"Are these the ones you meant?" she asked innocently, stretching on her toes and bending farther.
"Yeah." His voice came out gritty, and she almost giggled at the effect she knew she was having. "Yeah, that's right. And take your time while you're at it. I need an accurate count, so we don't want to make mistakes, do we?"
"Oh, we wouldn't want that."
Enjoying herself thoroughly, Janie leaned over even more.
"Jesus." Hal grunted under his breath as her dress slithered up enticingly to display a flash of pink, translucent panties and the first jutting undercurve of her taut asscheeks. His prick leaped erect in his slacks, just as it often did when he let his mind wander to lust-filled thoughts of his new employee. Christ, the kid didn't know what she was doing to him! She squirmed, wiggling across the crate to reach the cans better. In the process, the hem of her dress worked up another couple of inches, showing off all of her plump ass globes, clad only in sheer panties that didn't even begin to hide the sharp cleavage between them.
Hal was a man who liked to look. Ever since his divorce, he enjoyed fantastizing about women customers and the girls who worked for him. But now, with her sweet young ass rippling before him, he couldn't resist at least making a closer examination.
Unable to endure the display as he'd intended, he rose and came up behind her. "Need any help?"
Janie almost laughed out loud at the hoarseness of his voice as he stood staring down at her barely clad ass. She was obviously turning Mr. Palmer on, and it was even more fun than she'd thought it would be. A warm glow had begun in her cunt, and instead of laughing, she stretched even farther, so that her toes barely touched the floor.
"I don't think so. I can just barely reach them- if I can keep from falling in, that is!"
Hal gave a gruff chuckle, his tone" a bit cracked as he gazed down at her rounded ass as it wiggled beneath him. "Well, we certainly don't want that to happen, do we? Here, let me balance you."
Suddenly his big hands dropped, coming to rest on the pliant cheeks of her silk-sheathed ass.
The unexpected feel of his hands on her ass made Janie gasp. "Mr. Palmer! I, I don't think you're going to help my concentration very much like that!"
"In that case, you'll have to be extra careful," Hal muttered with a slightly choked laugh, palming her little ass and massaging its smoothness in his fingers. "It'll just take a little longer, that's all. I don't mind. Do you?"
"N-No," she managed, feeling her cunt burn and itch at his kneading hands. Until the other day, even the thought of having a man touch her so intimately would've frightened her to tears. But now, after discovering so much about fucking with Clay, she wasn't scared a bit. Instead, her ass began to move, throbbing with little spasms of pleasure as she pushed it up for more attention. "I. . . I guess it'll be all right this time. Thanks for the helping hand."
This time, her voice came out in a cry of total surprise.
Without warning, Hal's fingers slid up and grabbed the elastic band of her panties, jerking them down.
The abrupt action caught Janie totally off guard, and she reacted with a small surge of fear. "What're you doing? I didn't think that was the kind of help you meant-please-"
With her feet barely touching the floor, Janie dropped the clipboard and feebly clutched at her panties with both hands, but it was already too late.
Hal tore the flimsy material away, ignoring her plea. The panties slipped to the floor, their crotch sticky with cunt juice. Then her ass was completely bared, squirming frantically as Mr. Palmer's hands came down once more and pinned her to the crate.
"Ohhhh ..."
With a mixture of excitement and fear, Janie groaned, no longer trying uselessly to cover her naked ass with her hands.
"Christ!" the man hissed, feasting on her luscious asscheeks as his last vestige of self-restraint vanished. "Oh, Jesus Christ! You've got the most gorgeous little ass in town! I knew your ass would be good, but this-it's good enough to eat! Oh yeah, good enough to ... yeah . . ."
His cock jerking and throbbing with need, Hal bent behind the writhing girl and put his words to action.
Janie felt the first stroke of her boss's wet rough tongue sliding along her taut ass mound, and her cunt exploded with sudden horny sensation. "Oh, you're-you're licking my ass! Mr. Palmer, that- please ... oh it feels good! Don't-don't- ahhhh . . ."
Now her writhing changed. She no longer sought escape, but bounced up for Hal's tongue as it glided across both asscheeks, making them all slick and hot with saliva. Her pleas turned info purrs of pleasure. She gasped with delight when his tongue dipped into her tight ass crack and located her pink asshole.
"Ummm ..." Hal groaned as he acted out one of his favorite fantasies. It was obvious by this time that the teenager didn't mind this kind of treatment one bit. In fact, as he lapped and dug his tongue into her slick little ass channel, her cries changed completely, urging him on.
"Oh Mr. Palmer, that feels so-ohhhh, nice! Eat my asshole good, lick it all over and stick your tongue in me! Ahhh, that's it! Yes, yes!"
Now her hands, which had been fluttering uselessly at her sides, came up and spread her ass-cheeks wide as Hal buried his face between them. He could hardly believe that what had started as a childish prank to see up his employee's dress had now blossomed into some real action. He enjoyed her puckered little asshole beneath his mouth thoroughly. His lips made smacking wet sounds as he worked his tongue-tip in and out of her small ass chute, reaming it and digging deeper.
"Ahhhhh!"
Janie had never felt anything like it before. Clay had eaten her cunt out with complete abandon, but he'd never sucked her ass! Her pussy burst with fuck juices, and before she knew it, she was stretching her asscheeks as far apart as they would go and hunching up for more of her boss's tongue.
"Eat meLEat my ass, Mr. Palmer. Oh fuck, that feels great! Stick your tongue all the way in my ass. I want to feel it in my asshole-yeahhh!"
"Mrnmuuufff-"
Hal did just that, shoving his fat slippery probe up her clenched asshole until it was as far inside as he could get it. Then he began to work it around, forcing her ass muscles to ease their grip.
Janie learned quickly, discovering that by alternately loosening and squeezing her ass entrance she could let his tongue slide in and out just like a soft, wormy prick.
"Fuck me!" she wailed, overwhelmed by this new sensation, "Fuck me with your tongue! Slide it in and out of my ass just like a cock and fu-uhhh, that's right! You're fucking me! Oh, Mr. Palmer, fuck me good! Good, good!'*
If he could have, Hal would've grinned. He jammed his tongue in and out of her asshole, stabbing it deep up her slick ass chute to feel her ass muscles clench briefly on its big probing length, then pulling it back to stab again.
Before long, Janie was sobbing deliriously, pushing her ass against his face and shuddering with tremors of joy. "Fuck my shithole! Fuck it! Oh fucking piss, that feels good! Fuck me in my ass!"
Hal waited until he had the girl hotter than a firecracker, then made his next move. Without missing a stroke, he slid his tongue from her ass and rammed it full-length up her pink, glistening pussy.
"Annnh!"
Janie shrieked blissfully, climaxing with the very first jabs of her boss's tongue in her horny, soaked cunt.
Hal had timed his move perfectly. She wailed and thrashed up to his tongue with an intensity that ground her cunt into his face in a wet frenzy, making raw pussy burns where her matted cunt fur scratched his jaws. At the moment, he couldn't have cared less. His full attention was riveted on the first piece of ass he'd eaten in a long time. The girl's cunt was juicy! He'd swallowed what seemed like gallons of pussy-cream, and it was still pouring, flooding over his driving tongue and gushing down his throat in showers. The sweet pussy nectar urged him to an even more furious fucking pace, and his tongue gouged faster and harder than ever in her pussy.
"Gaaannhh!"
Jariie cried out again and again, exploding in a wonderful climax. Then, just when the final peaks had torn through her, she felt Mr. Palmer's tongue slip reluctantly from her cunt.
"Aaahhh ..." She slumped in a happy heap on the hard wood crate, her ass still twitching and trembling as Hal rose.
"There. Now you can't say I don't give my employees a helping hand when they need it ... and a helping mouth as well."
"Uhhhmmm," Janie smiled with puffy lips. She rolled luxuriously onto her back to face him, her legs flopping and her dress hiked up to carelessly expose her cream-drenched pussy. "You . . . you sure did that, all right! And it was a great big help..."
Then she saw the enormous bulge in her boss's slacks, and her sleepy smile turned impish.
"Speaking of big helps, Mr. Palmer ... is there anything I can help with?"
Hal grinned, reaching to unfasten his trousers at that open invitation. "As a matter of fact, that's just what I had in mind myself. Sure you don't mind getting some fringe benefits?"
Before Janie's glazed stare, he pushed the slacks down to his knees, and her cunt exploded all over again as his thick bobbing prick and huge hairy balls popped into sight.
"Oh wow," she gasped, this time doing all the admiring herself. "I don't mind a bit! Just hurry!"
Hal's eyebrows arched with surprise at her unexpected eagerness. Then he laughed, moving between her outflung legs. "Well then, we'll do just that. Never let it be said I kept one of my employees waiting for what was coming to her!"
Though not quite as long as Clay's scrumptious cock, Mr. Palmer's prick was much thicker and loomed up with a fat knobbed head that looked almost as big as her fist. Janie creamed in anticipation as he grasped her limp legs and pulled them farther apart, then eased his huge cock-knob up against her slippery pussy-slot.
"Oh yeah," she panted, leaking fresh cunt juice over his smooth, purple prick-tip as it lodged teas-ingly at her cunt entrance. "I want your cock in me, Mr. Palmer! Fuck me nice and hard with your big prick. Fuck the piss right out of me! Hurry, do it now! Oh, I*ve got to have your cock-give it to me! Ple-e-e-ease!"
"Yeah," he grunted, satisfied as she wiggled and tried to lurch up to take his swollen prick-shaft.
"That's just what I was waiting for, honey. You're going to get my cock, all right-starting now!" "Gaaaah!"
His huge bloated cock speared deep into her cunt,and she screamed as her legs automatically whipped around his waist in response and drew him in deeper. "Yesss, baby, yes!"
Grunting in reply, he began to piston his cock-meat into her with a pounding ferocity that made the whole crate shake. From his standing position, Hal was able to drive his cock deeper in her vise-like cunt than she'd yet had, and for an instant of startled intoxication, she thought his giant prick was going to go all the way through her.
Then he began to pump, slowly at first, and then faster. His thick prick tore her resilient cuntlips apart with wrenching jabs that hurt in a wonderful way. But her tender pussy quickly got used to his big cock, and soon she was begging for more.
"Fuck me!" she cried shrilly, heedless of the rough wood that scraped against her bouncing ass. "Fuck my cunt, you fucker! Fuck my pussy hard, oh fucking shit piss cock, I'm coming! Make me come, Mr. Palmer, harder, harder, fuck meeee!" Gasping with exertion and slamming his prick into the wrenching teenager with all his strength, Hal couldn't help but marvel at her youthful expertise. When he'd hired her, he'd expected her to be just like all the other prick-teasing high school girls who worked for him. He certainly hadn't expected to be confronted by a cock-hungry sobbing young woman who lunged up on his cock meat as if it were the only thing she wanted in the whole world-which, at the moment, was exactly right.
No longer bothered by the least twinge of guilt or hesitation, he rammed his cock-meat to her harder than ever as his load of cum boiled up in his balls for release.
"Come!" she wailed, lurching up for each violent fuck thrust. "Make me come-faster, baby faster, tha- that's it! Yes I'm coming! Come come!
"Unnh!"
Hal groaned as his cock rippled and blasted out the first spurt of jism into the girl's tight pussy. Her ass bucked off the crate, her cuntlips closing on his surging prick, like a sucking mouth as she screamed ecstatically, taking each fresh blast of jizz.
' * Aaaah-aaaah-aaaah-"
His prick seemed to erupt in an endless series of jolts, draining every drop of jizz from his slapping balls. He released a long drawn-out moan of completion as her slender legs clamped about his waist in a vise, clutching him to her until the last tremors of climax had been ripped from them both.
Then, her cunt full of cock juice and wilting in» an utter haze of fulfillment, Janie collapsed. Her legs dangled lifelessly, and she cooed with joy.
"Ohhhhaaahhhmmm ..."
Gasping for breath, Hal pulled his prick from her cunt and stood back with a forced, weary laugh. "Jee-sus Christ! I never expected to find a pussy like that in these parts! You sucked my prick dry with that cunt of yours, baby. How do you like my prick in that terrific little cunt of yours?"
"Uhhmm, gooooood ..."
To his amazement, Jartie slipped her hands down to her juice-streaked pussy and began to finger her cunt, collecting the globs of cock-cream that seeped from her fuck-hole and pushing them in with small fucking motions.
"Oh shit," he marveled as she began to finger-fuck herself. "I was hoping for a little fun, but this . . . you're one horny little bitch, aren't you?"
Janie giggled rapturously, twitching up on her fingers. "You-ahh!-you bet I am! I could fuck all day . . . ummm . . ."
Overcoming his astonishment, Hal laughed. "It looks like I may have gotten into more than I can handle. But it might be fun finding out. Come here, bitch. If one taste of cock wasn't enough for you, maybe this'U do."
Abruptly, he grabbed Janie's legs and pulled her to him. She tumbled off the crate and slipped to her knees, her fingers still wedged in her cunt, sliding in and out frantically.
"Lick my cock clean, baby. Lick all my jizz up so we can start again, and then I'll give you as much cock as you'll ever want. Suck my cock, honey. Yeah."
Her hips undulating as she continued to finger-fuck her cunt, she immediately began to lick the juices off her boss's prick. Her small tongue darted, lapping up the film of cunt-cream and jism that layered his thick, soft cock. She ate all his cum up, then leaned down to take care of his balls as well. His balls were much bigger than Clay's-too big to take in her mouth. But she paid them close attention, sucking and licking their hairy sac until it was shining wet.
All the while, her fingers were rubbing her cunt and clit furiously. They pumped in and out of her pussy, lathering it into rising climax as she gobbled on his prick.
Mr. Palmer's cock began growing again, blooming into hardness once more against the girl's hot mouth. Delighted, he watched her slurp his cock and groan deep in her throat, her grdans rising to cries as she climaxed on her hands.
Hal suddenly stooped and pulled Janie up. "Now, you sweet little bitch. I'm going to give you some prick you'll never forget. I've been aching to do this for a long time . . . just bend right over . . . yeah, that's it..."
Wilting obligingly onto the crate once more, Janie found herself bent in the very position that had started the whole episode. Her ass, now bare and reddened with scratches from the wood, jutted out slick and wet against her boss's groping hands as he shoved her legs apart and moved between them. Her fingers still wedged in her pussy, she didn't at first understand what he had in mind.
Then she felt his inflamed cock-tip nudge harshly against the pitted entrance of her ass and realized the truth.
"Ohh-oh Mr. Palmer, you're not ... not going to really-ahhh . . . fuck my asshole!"
"I'm not, eh?" Hal's tone was light as he pried the teenager's asscheeks open to get a good long look at her pink, cum-slickened asshole. "Well, you'll find out soon enough. Just keep fingering your cunt like that, and I'll fuck you like you never had it before. And we'll get started right now!"
He moved in, placing the knob of his stiff prick against her slippery fuck-hole and pushed hard.
"Uhhhh!" Janie squealed with pain as his big cock-head shoved its way past her tightened ass muscles and began to sink deeper. She tried helplessly to wiggle away, but his weight held her pinned.
"That's right, open up your asshole to make it nice and easy," he rasped as she obliged, easing her tensed asshole and letting him slip another inch of cock in her. "Yeah, now we're getting somewhere. How does my big cock feel, precious?"
"Unnh-"
Mr. Palmer worked his prick in her ass channel until nearly half its length had disappeared up her tight ass chute. Her fingers, wedged in her sopping pussy by his weight, resumed their rubbing. She'd never experienced such a mixture of pain and joy before, and she couldn't stop the violent ass-fuck, anyway. Hal eased his prick out of her damp asshole a bit, then shoved it back in. He was fucking her! He was actually fucking her in the ass!
"Uhhff-oh God, it's killing me! You're splitting me apart! Please, Mr. Palmer! Don't-ahhh-nnn, don't . . . gaaahhh ..."
Hal had no intention of stopping now. He could feel her ass quaking under his hands, and it was from more than just the agony of his cock spearing her asshole. She was finger-fucking herself like crazy, moaning and whimpering and jamming her cute round asshole Onto his prick with increasing fervor. He wasn't about to be fooled by any whining pleas now.
"Now you're getting the hang of it," he rasped. "Just give that pussy of yours a real fingering, and before you know it, you'll be hollering for my prick in your ass. Isn't that right? Tell me, cunt!"
"Yes!" The scream tore from Janie's lips as she reeled back on his pumping cock. "Yes, you bastard! Fuck my ass! Fuck your cock into me-all your fat cock! I want it up my shithole!"
Her wails grew louder with each thrust of Hal's cock, rising into shrill screams when the entire length of his cock-meat was buried and digging in and out of her ass with fast, hungry strokes.
It was more than Janie could stand. Suddenly she was twisting wildly, exploding in an orgasm of mingled hurt and bliss that wrenched her body. She arched with cat-like motions, impaling her tortured asshole on his cock again and again as her three fingers plowed up her pussy.
Hal couldn't withstand that kind of uninhibited action for long. Even after having his balls totally drained of cum just moments ago, he was ready to blast his jizz again. With a last lunge that shoved his cock to the hilt inside her ass, he shot his wad.
"Ahhhh-"
"Ggguhhhnnn ..."
Jism geysered in burning streams up Janie's ass, and she squawked as his prick surged, pumping load after load of cum up her sore asshole.
"Oh fucking shit! That's good!" Hal moaned as the last of his cock-cream spurted into the girl's small sucking shitter. Empty and red with use, his cock slowly plopped free, allowing a splatter of hot cock juice to stream down over her cunt and along her trembling thighs.
"Well . . ." he said huskily, hiking up his trousers at last and putting his used prick back in. "That was the best piece of ass yet. Christ, you've got an ass to match that pussy!"
Janie lay for a long moment shuddering and fondling her heated cunt. Then she reluctantly withdrew her slick fingers and straightened up. She hastily retrieved her panties and shoved them into a pocket, then hurried for the door.