Chapter 4
Sandy arrived for work at the library nearly an hour early the next moming. She wanted time to freshen up before presenting the new "Librarian Lewis" to the library administrator and her boss, Mr. Morton. He was a handsome, older man, in his mid-fifties, but so virile and good looking he could pass for a man much younger. He had a definite eye for the ladies, too-the younger and sexier, the better. His secretaries were invariably young, busty and poutily pretty. But Sandy figured he liked a lot of variety because he changed secretaries every couple of months.
Mr. Morton's latest was a short blonde with an unbelievable figure. Every time she walked through the library, bra-less tits bouncing and jiggling freely, books were dropped, heads sniveled and men stumbled to get a better view.
Sandy knew her boss was in because his car had been in the parking lot-but his car was the only one there. Sandy's eyes sparkled and she licked her lips in anticipation. The way it looked, she had nearly a full hour to-well, do whatever presented itself! Normally, she left the doors to the library unlocked after she went in, even if it wasn't time to open. But this time she firmly and smilingly relocked the doors. "Let 'em wait," she giggled. "IVe got something more enjoyable to do than check out books this morning."
After checking her make-up, her new hair-do and adding a swift spray of perfume, Sandy hurried to Mr. Morton's office. As she walked briskly, she saw the way her unbound tits swayed and bounced enticingly beneath the thin silk of her blouse. She couldn't compare in size to Barbi, Mr. Morton's sexy secretary, but she knew she was just as sexy in her own way.
At last she reached his office and breezed through the outer room. She knocked softly on the door and waited.
When nothing happened, she reached for the doorknob and turned it slowly.
The door swung open and she stepped into the room. At the sight that greeted her made her gasp. "Mr. Morton!" Sandy squealed.
It took a moment for him to look at her. He had had his head buried in Barbi's fluffy, blonde pussy as his secretary sat splay-legged on the edge of his big, long desk.
Sandy stood in total shock looking at his face slick with cunt cream.
"Miss... Lewis?" he questioned faintly, looking totally overwhelmed. "It is! My God!"
Then he seemed to realize the scene Sandy was seeing. He struggled to his feet, stammering until his secretary interrupted him with a knowing laugh.
"Don't get shook, baby," Barbi chuckled. "Somehow I think Miss Lewis is startled, but not disgusted. I do believe this... transformation of hers is leading up to something."
The secretary slid off the end of the desk and started toward Sandy, unmindful of her voluptuous nakedness. The girl seemed to glory in the sexy picture she made striding across the carpeted floor.
"In fact." she continued smoothly. "I'll bet Miss Lewis came here this moming-early-to get a little of what I was getting before she interrupted. But that's okay with me, I don't mind sharing." She stopped only inches in front of Sandy. "In fact, I like it very, very much."
Sandy stared at the girl, nearly hypnotized by the lewd meaning behind her words. She jumped as Barbi reached out. "Jesus, yes," Bob Morton mumbled.
His cock, shocked into softness by Sandy's entrance, now emerged strongly, turgid and excited by what he knew was going to happen next.
As his secretary toyed with the buttons of the librarian's blouse, the man got more and more excited. He ached to see the contrast in their nude beauty, one dark and the other creamy and fair.
"Do her, Barbi," he ordered huskily. "Do her and I'll watch."
"You're the boss," Barbi chuckled lewdly. "And that's one order I'll gladly obey."
"Wait a minute. I, that is," Sandy floundered. She couldn't deny the idea interested her, but it was all so sudden, so unexpected. "C'mon, sweet," Barbi cooed. "You want it, you know you do. Don't get all coy now."
Sandy gulped, trembled, but said no more. Her interest was getting more apparent. As Barbi continued to open the buttons of her blouse, Sandy's hard, little nipples pushed against the thin silk. Her tits swelled with passion and thrust out sharply, clearly outlined.
She saw the young secretary eyeing her tits with obvious relish. Her own gaze flew to her boss and Sandy saw he was just as excited as his secretary was over the idea of the two girls making it.
She gulped for air as her throat grew dry with desire. Her tits ached and she realized she was waiting desperately for the other girl's touch-the feel of her fingers and mouth against her heated titflesh.
Sandy moaned, unable to stop herself, as Barbi thrust aside the halves of her blouse, exposing her tits.
Barbi sighed, glancing over to Mr. Morton. "Very nice, boss... don't you think?"
"God, yes," he growled. "Keep going, Barbi. Get her skirt off. I want to see her cunt... see it wide open, wet and hot, and see you licking and sucking her pussy."
"I want it, too," Barbi whispered sexily. Sandy wanted it every bit as much as they did but was still too unnerved to say so.
She stood stock still as Barbi busily unfastened her skirt and pushed it to the floor. Then Sandy stepped out of the tumbled fabric.
Since she'd planned this moment with her boss in the first place, Sandy had wom little more than her skirt and blouse. She stood before them now, clad only in stockings and a black garter belt. The filmy lace of her garter belt framed the dark mystery of her curl-covered cunt in a most provocative way. She preened a little when she saw how it excited both her boss and his secretary. Mr. Morton groaned wildly as he watched his secretary move her hands along Sandy's body. He could see the flush of passion tinting Sandy's creamy-soft skin.
"Mmmmmmmm, so soft," Barbi murmured throatily.
The homy, young secretary slowly explored the peaks and valleys of Sandy's body as she stood there, quivering.
Palms flat, fingers searching and stroking, Barbi moved from the flare and thrust of Sandy's tits down over the curve of her belly. She lingered at the swell of the other girl's stomach, prodding and stroking the tiny hole of her navel. Sandy moaned, feeling her knees almost buckle. The touch of the other girl's hands was light, but certain and knowing.
Sandy tensed as the girl's hands moved downward. She trembled forcefully as the hands reached the edge of her nest of pussy curls. Barbi lingered there, too, teasing and robbing her strong fingers over the mound of Sandy's cunt. The librarian could feel her pussy creaming and twitching. The need to have the other girl touch her pussy began to grow overwhelmingly. Sandy moaned deeply, a wordless pleading. Barbi chuckled knowingly.
Her fingers inched just a little closer to the other girl's hot pussy. "Want it, honey? Tell me what you want!"
Sandy groaned wildly. She was breathing fast and her heart was pounding as her arousal grew. Still Barbi denied her the deep-stroking touch she craved, forcing her to shriek, "Touch me! Fuck me with your hand! Or eat me... Jesus, just do something. I can't stand it any more!"
Barbi gave a triumphant laugh and sank to her knees in front of the other girl. She pushed at her legs and Sandy moved them wide apart eagerly.
The kneeling secretary pushed a hand between the girl's legs, sliding along the creamy, hot crevice of the librarian's cunt. Her slim hand emerged, thickly covered with Sandy's sticky fluid. Looking up at the girl, Barbi brought her hand to her mouth and tasted. Hearing the boss's anguished exclamation behind her, Barbi licked her fingers clean. "Mmmmmmm, you taste good, honey," Barbi cooed silkily.
Bob licked his lips, his eyes glued to the sight of Barbi enjoying the savory taste of the other girl's juicy snatch. He longed to hurry over and bury his face in the librarian's juicy, hot pussy, but he restrained himself. He wanted even more to watch the two girls together. It was obvious this was a new experience for Sandy and he wanted to see the awakening of her passion as Barbi tasted and teased her.
Sandy felt her thighs quiver expectantly as Barbi moved in, inching her face ever closer to the curl-covered mound of her pussy. She stifled a shrill cry as she felt the first exploring touch of the other girl's tongue. Her cry was half a weak protest, half a plea for more. She wasn't even sure what she was thinking - her lust had built and built until all she craved was release. Very gently, Barbi dipped her surprisingly long tongue into Sandy's hot cunt. Involuntarily, the librarian's hips flexed and arched forward. "Please... oh, please," Sandy groaned throatily.
With startling swiftness, Barbi mashed her face into the other girl's pussy, her tongue lashing out fiercely. Sandy panted, jolted by a blinding flash of white-hot desire. Barbi assaulted the lusty librarian's cunt without mercy, relentlessly driving her to the brink of pleasure with licks and nips. Her hands squeezed and massaged the girl's taut ass cheeks as she thoroughly ate her tender cunt flesh.
Sandy trembled, swayed and hovered at the peak of passion, arching rapidly toward a blissful release. All sensations seemed to center in the raging-hot hole of her pussy and in the fiery touch of the secretary's avid tongue and sharp, little Sandy could hear her boss's ragged breath and groans. Through lust-slitted eyes she saw him rubbing the tall, hard pole of his cock as he watched Barbi suck and lick hungrily.
She gave herself up to the exquisite sensations and nearly screamed out loud as the secretary fastened her mouth on her thick, throbbing clit.
"Oh, my God," Sandy squealed. Like a jolt of electricity, her body convulsed in rapture.
Her mind fogged as wave after wave of orgasmic glow flooded through her body. Dimly, she could hear a low, wordless moan, seeming to echo on and on. With a start, she realized then it was her own voice, unconsciously expressing her As her legs quivered even more and threatened to give away, she felt Barbi's soft hands and the firmer ones of her boss, slowly lowering her to the carpeted floor. Still bathed in the warm glow of her climax, Sandy paid little attention to the activity around her. She wanted only to savor the mind-blowing power of her orgasm.
But soon she couldn't ignore the hands that roamed over her body. She felt a sticky warmth against her skin as she lav on her stomach on the carpet. The faint flowery fragrance wafted up and she realized the two were coverina her bodv w oil.
"Such a prize," Bob said huskily as he kneaded and massaged the fragrant lotion up and down the length of her curvy legs.
"A tender morsel," Barbi laughed. "I should know!"
"Ah, yes, and we'll enjoy even more," Bob chuckled lewdly. "All of us."
"Please... oh, yes, please," Sandy begged shamelessly.
"Why, Miss Lewis," Bob laughed. "I do believe there's been a wanton woman hiding beneath that dreary exterior."
Slowly and sensually Bob rubbed in the lotion, pausing to pay particular attention to the backs of her knees and the crease at the base of her plump ass cheeks.
His firm, muscled hands moved up, rubbing in circles up and down her spine and Sandy squirmed uneasily. When he slid a firm fingertip down the soft crevice of her ass she shivered delightfully. Without warning, Bob shoved a lotion-slick finger into the tight pucker of her asshole. Sandy gasped and her ass tensed. "Aaaahhhh, you like that, don't you?" he questioned huskily.
Sandy moaned in response and he j ammed his finger in even deeper with a single stroke. He withdrew his finger slowly, then rammed it home again forcefully.
Again and again he finger fucked her asshole, reaming the tight, little hole with firm circles. Sandy squirmed and thrashed beneath him, consumed by the desire he knew how" to initiate. "More, please, more," she gasped finally. "Give me your cock, Bob-fuck me in the ass."
Her boss growled his pleasure at her lewd craving and quickly positioned himself against her upturned ass. He pushed the cheeks of her ass apart and pushed the fat head of his prick against the slick opening of her ass. Sandy moaned when she felt the pressure of his cock head against her hot asshole. She pushed her ass against him, silently begging for him to sink his meaty cock into the tight tunnel of her ass.
"Homy bitch." Bob grunted happily.
Holding her by the waist, he nudged his thick cock against the tight barrier of her asshole. Insistently he skewered her tiny hole with his raging-hot dick. "Jesus, yes," Sandy wailed. "Do it! Sink it in, dammit. Shove your cock in me, now."
"Man, you asked for it, baby," Bob rasped. His huge chunk of cock ripped into her wide-stretched asshole, totally impaling her. "Aaaaaiiiieeeeeee!" she shrieked, shocked by the savage force of his thrust, even though she'd demanded it. "Ooooohhhh, shit," Bob groaned. "So fuckin' tight, so hot!"
His hard, hairy balls were crammed right up against her ass, nudging the steamy dampness of her pussy. He felt her asshole surge around the thickness of his prick and groaned at the immense pleasure it created. "You sweet baby," he crooned sexily, beginning to stroke in and out of the clenched opening of her ass. "Mmmmmmm, yes, that's what I need," Sandy moaned.
Barbi pouted at being left out of the fun, but she soon became engrossed in the lurid sight and sounds of their fucking. Eagerly she watched the way her boss's heavy, hung prick steadily plugged the moist tightness of the other girl's asshole. "Give it to me," Sandy begged hoarsely. She wriggled her sexy little ass and pleaded for more of the ass-plugging.
Bob gave it to her--just the way she wanted. He stuffed every inch of his homy bone into her ass, rocking back and forth as he sawed into her.
Sandy thrilled to the never-before known bliss of ass fucking. A whole new world of pleasure had opened up to her and she reveled in it, determined to know each and every aspect of erotic delight. "More, more," she asked. "Give me more... harder and faster."
Bob shoved in every inch of his cock meat, relishing the gut-deep excitement of her vise-like ass. He could feel his prick swell and surge with a fuck force that grew greater by the moment.
The wild librarian could scarcely believe the sheer size of the hot cock reaming her asshole. She had always found her boss sexy and handsome, but was amazed at the huge treasure his businesslike three-piece suits had concealed. Now he was hers, all hers, while his secretary had to watch in frustration.
"Go, baby!" Sandy squealed lustily. "God, go for it, all the way!"
His fast-moving cock was a long, hard, battering ram, stuffing in and out of her stretched-open ass. But his passion had reached its limit and he gave a hoarse, strangled moan and flooded his hot load of cum into the depths of Sandy's surging asshole. "Aaaaawwwww, Christ," he growled, pushing against her ass as tight as he could.
Sandy whimpered, feeling him shoot wad after wad of hot cum in her ass while she tried desperately to achieve her own orgasmic rapture. "Don't leave me like this," she wailed. "Oooohhhh, get me off... don't leave me hanging. Make me cum, Bob-Jesus, make me cum!"
Her boss laughed cruelly at her anxious appeal. "You'll get yours," he promised with hoarse laughter. "Now... give it to me now!" she cried. "I'm so fuckin' close."
More spurts of his hot cum splattered within the confines of her ass. The slick, mingled fluids oozed out, coating his groin and balls.
He gave a satisfied sigh as his softening cock slipped from the tight walls of Sandy's asshole. Still she moaned and pleaded, almost mindless with need.
He grinned at Barbi, anxiously awaiting his words.
"Finish her off, honey."