Chapter 3
"Remember, Vanessa, this is a very important party. I don't want you to do anything that will disgrace me."
"Disgrace you?" the lovely young woman exclaimed. "Why, Clayton, I wouldn't do anything like that. I know how important this is to you. Just tell me what to do."
"Mingle. Smile. And wiggle that ass of yours so those guys will get hot. It increases my standing with them to see me with such a lovely piece of ass."
Vanessa frowned a little. She didn't like being referred to as a piece of ass. But she said nothing. This party had been checked in red on Clayton's business calendar for a month. That meant it was just about the most important event he'd attend all year.
The party was even duller than she'd thought it would be. The young secretary drifted around, fending off the advances of men older than her father. They seemed disappointed, then startled when they found out she was with Clayton Summers. That name took them away in a hurry, for some reason.
Vanessa guessed it was because Clayton was such an important man, no one had the nerve to fool around with his "piece of ass," as he'd put it.
Finally, she made the rounds and saw that Clayton had finished his discussion in the corner with three others. She went up to him and locked her arm in his. Clayton Summers turned, showed a momentary flash of anger, then smiled winningly.
"This is my new secretary, guys," he said brightly. "Vanessa Curtis. She dropped out of college so I could show her the ropes."
"I'm sure that's not all you've been showing her, Clayton," joked another.
"Of course not, Sid. In fact, Vanessa and I were just about ready to go find a quiet little spot. Come on, girl, let's have a little fun."
He pulled her away before the men could see her outraged expression.
"Clayton!" she exclaimed. "That was crude. You made them think we were going into one of the bedrooms to..."
"To fuck?" he asked. "I wanted to give them that idea, because we are. Here's an empty room. Get naked."
"What?"
"You heard me, you silly cunt. I'm so horny I'm ready to explode. I've been talking dull, dreary business all night long with those fools, and I want to get my rocks off. I'm always like this just after a business meeting. You know that."
He pulled her powerfully to him, his lips crushing down into her slightly parted ones.
She felt her cunt begin to ooze out pussy juice. She was getting turned on with just a kiss-but what a kiss it was!
Summers felt the tips of the young woman's tits harden and begin to poke into his chest. Her pebbly nipples filled with hard-pumped blood and signaled exactly how hot the woman was for his cock. The man's kiss deepened, became more and more expert as he realized she wasn't going to throw him out for the way he'd been treating her previously.
Vanessa could barely keep up with Summers' flickering tongue. It danced in and out of her mouth in a mock fucking. He began to trace the outlines of her teeth. His probing tongue slipped under her upper lip and caressed her lip in the most sensual kiss the young secretary had ever experienced. The man turned her on in a big way, and she responded fully to him now. Gone was all thought of the super-macho way he had been treating her.
She needed hot cock, and she was going to get it.
When he took her lip between his teeth and started to gnaw and chew, the girl knew she had a first-rate lover on the hook. She wanted to return some of the pleasure he was giving her so freely. The secretary's hands worked down the man's smoothly muscled body to his belt. She unfastened the belt and worked her fingertips under the waistband of his trousers.
Summers moved closer as Vanessa slid her fingers over the smooth curve of his tightly muscled ass. His pants dropped and were quickly followed by his jockey shorts, leaving him standing naked from the waist down. The dark-haired girl didn't waste any time fiddling around with his ass. She moved her fingers around to the quivering rod of his prick, now standing proudly erect between their bodies.
Vanessa began stroking up and down the man's erection.
"That's where it's at," he said. And that was all he got out before his mouth began moving back along the line of the dark-haired girl's jaw. He hunted for her ear. Once he found the hollow underneath it, Clayton shoved out his tongue. A tremor ripped through Vanessa's body in reaction to the wet thrust under her sensitive ear.
The man never let up on his assault. He moved a bit and exhaled hotly on the girl's ear. Sensitizing the already stimulated flesh, he made sure that this erogenous zone was completely ready. Then, and only then, did he try to stuff his entire tongue into her ear.
The woman squirmed in his arms. He tightened his grip and pulled her even more powerfully to him. Her tits mashed flat under the pressure. He felt her tits rubbing against his chest as his tongue wormed its way around inside her ear.
"Clayton, oh, Clayton!" she cooed. "How I need it. Let's fuck. Fuck me! I need this up my poor little cunt." She jerked a couple times on his trapped cock to let the man know exactly what she wanted.
The sandy-haired politician kept up his attack on her ear. His tongue slowly made a sensuous circuit of the ear until she was all weak and watery in the knees. Vanessa almost collapsed in reaction to the sensations flooding through her body. The sensations were caused by his thoughtful attentions to her rampaging sexual needs.
He lifted her easily and carried her to the empty bed. There, he quickly stripped off her clothing as easily as peeling a banana. Gloriously naked, the lovely woman's flesh gleamed whitely in the light of the room.
"Damn, but you're beautiful!"
"Shut up, and fuck me!"
"Don't worry about that. I'll fuck you cross-eyed, and then I'll make you beg for more."
"Quit talking, and show me. Do it!"
Summers lowered his body on top of the dark-haired girl's. His weight, added to hers on the bed, caused the springs to squeak and groan in protest. Neither of them paid the least attention.
They were too busy reveling in the feelings generated in their bodies. They were celebrating the carnal delights hammering into them. Summers felt the woman shaking under him. Her flesh was warm and satiny-smooth. As his body moved on hers, a thin sheen of sweat lubricated the sliding action.
His mouth closed on hers again. He wasn't going to waste time talking. He had better things to do with his mouth-and Vanessa's. His tongue plunged down into her mouth again. There, it frolicked around, turning them both on. Her tongue could barely respond. She was shaking all over in anticipation of the hard prick she still held in her hand, entering her pussy.
His cock danced around, pulsing with all-male aliveness. She pulled his prick toward her crinkly pussy mound, but the man wasn't yet ready to stuff his cock into her seething cunt. He reached down and spread the woman's thighs. His hands lingered on the softness of her inner thighs. The secretary's skin was flawless. The man found no fault with it at all.
He loved the silky skin flowing with barely suppressed power under his fingers.
It wouldn't take much for those lovely legs to clamp around his body, crushing him nearly to death. Or his face could bury again in her cunt. Legs like Vanessa's could make a man blind and deaf in the most delightful ways. That wouldn't matter-not if he had a mouthful of pussy.
He decided to work his way down the girl's trim body and make sure she was absolutely ready for him. He felt the heat boiling out of her cunt and the wetness seeping onto the bed. That didn't matter. What mattered was the level to which Vanessa was strung out before he started really fucking the hell out of her.
His mouth moved off the secretary's mouth. He licked and stroked his tongue into the hollow of her throat. He felt the pulsating veins there. They throbbed with lust-for him.
"Fuck me, Clayton!" the dark-haired girl moaned. "I need you inside me."
He ignored her pleas, barely noticing the sharp sting of her fingernails raking along his back. Summers was intent on doing a good job. Doing political business always made him get a hard-on. And he needed this release from all the tension. He wasn't going to rush a good thing.
Summers found the base of one of
Vanessa's mounds of tit flesh. He traced his tongue around the broad base, leaving behind a trail of saliva. The woman's body was vibrantly alive now. Every nerve ending tingled and cried for more stimulation. He intended giving it to her.
He spiraled his rough, wet tongue up the snowy slope until he found the ruddy plane of skin surrounding her nipple. Summers' tongue bounced over the bumpy surface and found the spire of the woman's red, erect nipple. He never hesitated. He took the nubbin of flesh into his mouth and sucked as hard as he could.
Vanessa felt an exciting sensation ripping through her chest. She knew he was going to suck off her nipple. The warmth spread like a pool of spilled and ignited gasoline. Her entire body responded to the man's sucking mouth.
The dark-haired girl came.
He rode out the fierce bucking. His mouth never left its erotic post at her nipple. His tongue leaped back and forth teasing the tiny bud of erectile flesh. Light touches, then hard shoves. He rotated his pink tongue around the spire until she was almost driven out of her mind with lust.
"Hang on, Vanessa! More's coming!"
A rapid slide down the underside of her tit, and his tongue ended up in the deep depression of her navel. He drove his tongue down firmly into the depths of his secretary's belly button. Once there, he stirred his tongue around, raising the woman's passions even more. The satiny skin under his tongue turned him on, too. He'd seldom found a woman so pliant, so thrilling. This woman obviously took care of herself. He felt the play of strong belly muscles.
To have those muscles clamping down around his cock would be sheer, undiluted ecstasy. And he wasn't going to wait much longer. First, though, he had a bit more exploring and teasing to do.
He worked his mouth down into the woman's lush bush. He twirled his tongue up so that tiny strands of the fleecy pussy mound were captured and pulled up into tiny monuments to their passion.
He made a move like he was going lower, then stopped. Vanessa gripped his sandy hair and shook his head.
"Damn you! Damn you! Stick your tongue in me! Tongue fuck me!"
He gripped a double handful of ass flesh and pulled himself back up the woman's body like a snake climbing a tree. With his knees firmly planted between the girl's thighs, he lifted. Vanessa's ass rose off the bed. Her back arched and her cunt smiled lewdly at him.
"What? And maybe have someone come in and see you all naked and spread like that?" he asked in a low voice.
"Fuck that! Fuck me!"
"That's what I'm after. That!"
Summers slammed his hips forward with all the force he could summon. His prick hit dead center in its carnal target. He buried himself, balls deep in the tightest, hottest, clutchingest cunt he'd ever fucked.
"Goddamn, you're hot!" he moaned out.
"And you're so big and swollen in me. Now fuck, damn you, fuck!"
He felt like he was surrounded by velvet. Hot, lush velvet that gripped his prick like a vise. The ripply walls of Vanessa's pussy seemed to reach out and stroke his buried cock. She made a slight bucking motion with her hips that sent waves of carnal joy flooding back into his loins. He felt as if his balls would explode like an atomic bomb.
Still gripping her ass, he started rocking her body from side to side. The lovely young woman added to his stimulation by flexing and relaxing her stomach muscles. Clayton's cock was constantly squeezed and crushed by the action of the woman's cunt.
"Ummmm, Clayton, Clayton! You fill me up all the way. I'm going to be split apart!"
The secretary felt as if the man's mighty cock, thrust into her cunt, would rip her apart all the way to the chin. Her inner pussy membrane was stretched and pulled out of shape. His prick completely filled her cunt. The more he moved her body around, manipulating her ass, twisting her around his prick, the more she wanted.
"How's that? Want more?"
"More?" she gasped out. "I want you fucking me, dammit. You son of a bitch. You ignore me all night and now you toy with me. I want your prick fucking my pussy! Now do it!"
"Greedy bitch..." His voice trailed off as Vanessa squeezed down on his cock with her cunt muscles. His legs were getting cramped. He had pulled them up under his body to be in a better position to lift her ass off the bed. The man enjoyed the feel of her silky thighs rubbing on each side of his hips, but he knew that it wasn't possible for him to fuck easily in this position.
It was an erotic delight, sure. His prick was surrounded by the tightest cunt he'd ever rammed into. All of his prick was being treated to the greatest pussy imaginable. What worried him was the way his self-control was vanishing. Vanessa was slowly robbing him of his stamina. In a few minutes, he'd be jetting his come like a kid in the sack with his first piece of ass.
He rose up, lifting the lovely young woman's ass off the bed as he did so. Her hips were suspended six inches from the surface of the bed, and her weight was forced back on her shoulders. Summers' prick was still fully buried in her pussy.
"Okay, Vanessa, here it comes!"
He withdrew his prick from its comfortable berth. The first couple inches weren't too bad. Then Vanessa started to clamp down on him like a human vise. The suction mounted as his cock slipped from her juicy cunt. For a brief second, Clayton thought all his guts would be pulled out through the end of his cock.
Then, only a lewd sucking noise could be heard. He'd pulled out of the woman's crushing grip. He looked down at his cock in amazement. The man had been sure a couple inches would have been burned off by his secretary's hot cunt. All eight inches gleamed with her fuck fluids.
His prick seemed to glow, luminous in the dim light of the room. Her cunt lips were pursed, expecting more cock.
He didn't disappoint the woman. He shoved his hips forward again. She gasped with the sudden entry, then sighed as his prick raced up her cunt again. When their bodies smashed together, crotch to crotch, the man started retreating once more.
His eight inches more than pleased Vanessa. But merely pleasing her wasn't what he intended to do. He meant to fuck her. Good. He wanted to show the power he had over her.
Summers stopped short of completely flopping from the woman's juicy pussy again. The purple hood of his prick remained inside the gently parted cunt lips. The man began a series of short, very quick strokes. He meant to fire the beautiful woman's passions as quickly as possible, then draw her out like a tightening wire.
He succeeded. Vanessa felt the rapid thrusts into her cunt. At first they just tickled. Then, as the friction built up, she felt her entire pussy warming. She tried to clamp down on the teasing cock. It wasn't possible. Her own cunt juices betrayed her. Every time she thought she had a good grip on his cock, the slick fuck fluids would lubricate him enough to let his prick slide free.
"Clayton, oh, ohhhhh!"
He kept up the short, quick piston strokes into her pussy. Each thrust resulted in a wet, sucking noise, sounding just a little louder than the time before. Soon, the only things he could hear were the lewd noise of their fucking, the woman's impassioned moans and the blood pounding like a drum in his ears.
He forgot everything else in the world. All that mattered was fucking this tight, impossibly-humid pussy. The politician began delving deeper with each stroke. At first, he'd only been going in a couple inches. Now, his hip action took him at least four inches in as he fucked away in almost mindless fascination.
Vanessa felt the deeper penetration up her pussy instantly. Her cunt lips burned. Now the first four inches of her velvety cunt started to steam up and warm her innards. The friction of his prick sliding up and down her cunt walls made the dark-haired girl struggle to hump up and meet his every thrust. As long as he gripped both her ass-cheeks, he controlled her totally.
Vanessa tried to relax and enjoy the sensations heating her up so. She felt herself becoming a blast furnace of desire. As his fucking took on a more frantic tempo, she found it impossible to relax. Her body tensed, struggling to meet every slamming stroke into her pussy.
He stuffed his cock more than six inches into her cunt with every move. He speeded up his fucking. Faster and deeper. He fucked until they were both panting with abject desire.
Soon, he again felt his balls wetly slap against the woman's upturned ass. Her face was a mask of desire. She squeezed her eyes tightly shut and bit at her lower lip.
Inside, Vanessa felt like fire ants had invaded her pussy. Tickling, crawling feelings edged throughout her belly. Each time the man fucked into her, a new and different knife rammed into her guts. A good knife, a knife that sent blazing desire into her brain, but a knife nevertheless.
As he buried his full eight inches of cock into her seething pussy, the secretary couldn't hold back any longer. She wanted to. She wanted to hoard her feelings and save them for a huge orgasm. But the fast, deep, expert fucking took that away.
The young woman came.
She wasn't disappointed, even though she'd wanted to save the feelings for one big come. The orgasm didn't strike in one powerful surge. It struck at her consciousness like the jagged edge of a serrated knife. Over and over, wave after wave of sheer pleasure jolted her body, seized control of her mind and turned her into a machine capable of only experiencing the ultimate in human ecstasy.
As her orgasm seized her totally, Summers buried his cock all the way Up her cunt. Along his prick, he felt her pussy walls collapse, contract and convulse. If Vanessa had been tight before, now she was virgin-tight.
Summers knew that convulsive strength was too great to fight. His balls hardened a bit more, then the fiery tide of his jism rocketed out the end of his prick. Blast after blast of come creamed the rocking woman's cunt. As she hunched up to try and take even more of his cock into her body, he fountained far into her depths.
Together, they were buffeted on the powerful winds of orgasm. For the pair, their climax seemed to last forever. They continually re-ignited the orgasm until both lay on the bed, exhausted by their frantic fucking.
"Very well. It's over," he said suddenly. He got up, zipped his pants and left Vanessa alone on the bed, still panting, his jizz still leaking out in a white river from her cunt.
She was dazed by all that had happened. To him, she was nothing more than a hole to be fucked. He paraded her around like a piece of prize horseflesh, and then he fucked her. Just like that.
Angry, Vanessa got up vowing to put Clayton Summers in his place, and right now.