Chapter 7
When Alice Dearbourne opened her eyes, she could hardly believe the sight that greeted her ... standing in the doorway of the storage room was the young office boy, Andy Wycoff, and two other men from the accounting department, Jack Higgins and Harry Saunders!
Alice felt a lump come instantly to her throat as she realized the terrible truth of why Gary had really wanted to bring her into the storage room instead of fucking her in her office as she'd originally proposed. The tears rushed to her eyes and overflowed onto her cheeks, and only a dim notion in the back of her mind inspired a vague awareness of the other even more serious ramifications of the appearance of these three men-she was caught. She had been found out again, and now there was virtually nothing that would prevent the word from spreading over the entire office. She would be disgraced. She would lose her job. She might even be run out of town. Yet that was secondary. The thing that hurt her most was the knowledge that she'd been used, ruthlessly and without the slightest concern for her feelings, by the man in whom she's put so much faith and trust.
It was almost in an afterthought, as she met the eyes of the eagerly staring young office boy who came first through the door, that Alice became aware of her own shameful nudity. But there was no way to cover herself. Gary still lay beside her on top of the old blanket that covered the floor, and she was unable to pull that over her. And her dress, draped over the chair in the corner of the little room, now seemed a thousand and one miles away. At last in a feeble gesture she put one of her arms over her nakedly billowing tits and lay her hand over the softly curling strands of pussy hairs covering her well-sucked cunt. She turned and looked through tear-filled eyes at Gary, who still lay in the reversed position. The good-looking accountant propped himself up on one elbow, staring back at her with just the faintest grin on his lips.
Alice shook her head in helpless desperation. "You knew they were coming," she whispered. "You knew, didn't you? You brought me in here on purpose?"
Gary Webster shrugged. "Andy has never fucked a chick. Harry and Jack's wives don't put out so I figured they deserved a share of cunt too."
"But you promised, Gary. That first day in my office you promised you wouldn't tell anyone else!"
"Come on ... you didn't believe me, did you?" Gary leered. "You should have known better, Miss Dearbourne."
Another sob shook Alice's nakedly defenseless body. In spite of what he'd done to her, she knew Gary's actions were normal. She couldn't hate him, though now that would have been the best thing for her. Then her own pain wouldn't have been nearly so bad.
"Miss Dearbourne?" Andy Wycoff said in a cautious attempt to distract her attention from Mr. Webster.
Alice jerked her head sharply toward the young boy who stood motionless in the doorway, staring anxiously down at her. She shifted her gaze down to her lightly trembling body, realizing how absurd her near-futile attempt to conceal her titties and pussy must appear, and slowly removed her hands to completely reveal herself. In spite of her hurt and fear and anger, she couldn't completely ignore the sense of satisfaction she experienced at seeing the attractive office boy's eyes bulge as her huge titties and the forbidden curls of cunthairs over her pussy were again exposed to view.
"We don't mean any harm, Miss Dearbourne," the office boy said in an unsteady voice. "We just want ... we just want to get balled."
Alice stared at him for a moment, then turned back to Gary. "I'm not going to do it. I know what you planned, but I'm not going to let you have the satisfaction of making a whore out of me."
She saw the sudden anger in Webster's face and immediately regretted her words. Then a chill went down her spine as he said tensely: "You don't have any choice." Still watching her grimly, he rose to a sitting position and added, "Get your clothes off, Andy. Saunders and Higgins can come later."
"I don't care what you do, you're not going to force me into this," Alice answered, also rising to a sitting position, staring with determination back at the man who only moments ago she would have done just about anything in the world for.
"But we want you to like it, Miss Dearbourne," Andy Wycoff said, again attracting her attention.
Alice gasped as she saw the office boy was already shirtless and was now kicking off his shoes and unbuttoning his trousers as fast as he could.
"If you don't make it with Andy," Gary said, "all three of us are going straight to the head of the department and tell Mr. Gainsborough you brought young Andy here and fucked him against his will."
As Andy started to drop his trousers, Alice turned back to the man on the blanket beside her. "He wouldn't believe a word of it," she said.
Gary watched her silently for a long time. Finally another icy grin came over his face and he said: "He might not believe he was unwilling, but I don't think he'd doubt the seduction part. Fucking is not part of your accounting duties, Miss Dearbourne!"
Alice met his gaze for a moment, then averted her eyes, feeling a terrible sinking as she remembered her own intimate encounter with Tom Gainsborough. She'd let him go so far, then stopped him. He couldn't help but hold a grudge about that, and it was also very likely he would have concluded there was something pretty weird about her sexually. The terrible thing was that he would be right in that assumption. She had a compulsive lust for men. She didn't even know where it derived from, but what until now she'd thought was affection for Gary, had proved to be much, much more. In spite of everything, Alice realized she was already beginning to experience unwanted tremors of excitement at the thought of being taken by not one but several men in a row. And she knew she couldn't deny her guilt if she were accused.
"Please, Miss Dearbourne," Andy Wycoff said. "We don't mean any harm. I just want to do it with a chick who really knows how instead of having to paw around with these silly little virgin secretaries around here."
"It's either this or Gainsborough," Gary said. "Make up your mind right now."
Through watery eyes, Alice looked back at the young office boy, who now stood before her clad only in white jockey shorts tented by the hugely projecting hardness of his eager young cock. She realized she was beaten no matter which course she chose. If she complied with these four males' lewd demands, the word would get all over the office. She would eventually have to answer for what she'd done no matter how much she pleased them today. If Gary hadn't been able to keep his secret, neither would they be able to keep theirs. But anything seemed better than having to face Tom Gainsborough today. She couldn't bear that!
After a long moment, Alice faintly nodded her head, and, closing her eyes, she reclined back on the blanket in almost the same position of spread-eagled surrender with which she'd previously greeted Gary Webster. Moments later there was the naked office boy dropping down between her thighs, and in spite of all her shame and humiliation, she felt the first quick surges of regenerating lust deep in her quivering little pussy.
Alice waited, unable to quell the unwelcome desire flowing relentlessly through her cunt. Then, after a moment she opened her eyes, looking up curiously at Andy. He still knelt between her thighs, his eagerly jerking cock looking up rigidly from his sparse-haired loins, his eyes devouring her invitingly splayed body. The boy's face was pale and he was trembling uncontrollably, his obvious terror contrasting sharply with the eager leers of the two more experienced men standing behind him and the aloof cynicism of Gary Webster who was now seated, still naked, in the broken chair on which her dress hung. As she gazed past the nervous youngster toward the men, Alice felt again the conflict of emotions that had plagued her ever since she'd come here. There seemed something evil and threatening in their leering faces, yet something so vulnerable in young Andy's eyes. She was at once repelled and excited, and the thought of taking this young boy and fucking him in a way that would restore his obviously failing confidence, caused a burst of emotion in her breasts that almost completely obliterated her apprehension.
"Come on, Andy," Harry Saunders called behind him. "We're waiting for our turns too."
The office boy swallowed hard, hesitating for a moment, then said in a soft whisper: "I guess I don't know what to do, Mr. Webster."
"That's where Miss Dearbourne comes in," Webster said. "She's here to show you."
Andy looked back down at her pleadingly. For a moment longer Alice resisted the temptation that had been building in her nakedly trembling tits in spite of all her objections ever since the office boy and the two other men had appeared. She knew if she went along with this willingly, if she instructed and seduced this young boy who was openly admitting he was still innocent sexually, she would be even worse than Gary. She would have no defense to plea, and she would deserve whatever she got. But in the face of the boy virgin's obvious fear of her, and his shame and embarrassment in front of the older men, that consideration seemed to fade. In the end, even beyond her perverted lust, it was Alice's sheer love and generosity that would lead to her downfall, again.
Andy Wycoff could hardly believe his ears as the new lady accountant smiled weakly up at him and said: "Yes, Andy, just relax. I'll show you exactly what to do."
Then his pelvis jerked as he felt her reach down and wrap her fingers lightly around the already tingling hardness of his erect young cock, running them up and down very gently before she bent it downward, urging him forward.
"Lie on me," she whispered, the gentle strokings of her fingers causing his whole body to twitch with his rapidly building lust.
Andy needed no further invitation. He dropped carefully forward, propping his weight on his elbows and cautiously lowering his chest until he could feel the teasing prickle of Miss Dearbourne's high-pointed nipples on his chest.
"No," she purred. "Lie on me heavily, so I can feel all your weight."
To Andy's complete astonishment, Miss Dearbourne suddenly guided his eagerly throbbing cock down all the way until it was stuck right up between her thighs and the quaking head was brushing into the ready-moistened pussy hairs, at the same time wrapping her other arm around his back and pulling him down forcibly, lunging the whole length of her own curvaceous body eagerly up against him.
Alice's own desire now completely regenerated, and she hugged the young office boy tightly down to her hotly tingling tits, her free hand moving searchingly over the firm muscles of his young back, venturing boldly down to the sinewy cheeks of his ass. His cock already rested hard against her thighs, pressed right against the cunthair-rimmed slit of her pussy, and as she flicked her finger teasingly down the crevice between his asscheeks he suddenly drove forward. Expertly she guided his throbbing cock up between the lips of her greedily devouring pussy. Another probing of her finger, this time at the hole of his ass, prompted a second involuntary lunge and with a tight little pop the office boy's wildly jerking cock fucked right up into the hotly yielding hole of her pussy!
"Ooh!" Alice moaned beneath the virginal office boy as she felt her hot, juicy pussy walls slip wetly over his thickly pulsing cock as it raced its whole length up the excitedly quivering cunt, embedding itself to the very hilt until his cum-swollen balls struck the moist crack of her whitely trembling asscheeks.
"Ooooohhh ... oooohhhhhhgggghhh!" Andy moaned as he heard the lady accountant moan softly beneath him. He felt his cock swell inside her as she began a gentle undulation of her hips, flexing her warmly moistened pussy even tighter around him.
"That's right," she gasped into his ear. "Take it nice and easy and start to fuck my pussy. Start fucking in and out of my cunt nice and slowly."
"I don't know if I can move," Andy gasped. "I'm afraid I'm going to cream right now."
"No!" Alice cried without even thinking.
"Don't worry, Miss Dearbourne," Harry Saunders said in a mocking voice. "Me and Higgins'll take over if young Andy leaves you hanging."
Again Alice was reminded of the utter sordidness of what she was doing, and for a moment she ceased the wanton, writhing movements of her body, stiffening beneath the nervously trembling young office boy astride her. But Andy, taking that as a signal, began a slow fucking motion and her resistance quickly faded. He still shivered and at first the thrusts of his eagerly fucking cock up into the quivering moistness of her cunt were awkward and out of time. But even that hardly seemed to matter. A low moan welling in her throat, Alice again began to run her hands eagerly over his back and asscheeks, once more lunging her cunt up hard against him, spreading her thighs to draw him deeper and deeper into her ravenously devouring pussy.
"Christ," Higgins exclaimed. "He's fucking her pretty good now. Got to hand it to the kid!"
"Yeah," Saunders echoed. "And she likes it too. You ever see anything like that, Jack?"
"I never saw a woman fuck like that, I've got to admit," he replied with an appreciative nod.
On the blanket, Alice was drifting quickly back into a lust-incited state of delirium, her nakedly spread cunt churning rapidly and her legs opening and closing about young Andy's compulsively jerking asscheeks. Teeth clenched and eyes shut tight, the lady accountant felt the waves of passion building far up inside her insatiably burning cunt.
"Oh yes," she whimpered into the office boy's ear. "Fuck me, fuck me! Harder, harder! Oooooohhhh!"
She jackknifed her legs up high above his back, drumming her heels rapidly down onto his whitely squirming asscheeks to prompt ever harder and more excited lunges of his cock down into her hot, juicy cunt.
"Yes, Andy, yes! You're doing so well!" she soothed. "Ooooohhh! Fuck Miss Dearbourne's pussy!"
Andy felt an inner pride welling at those encouraging words from the older woman. He'd been so afraid he wouldn't be able to satisfy a woman when he finally did get the chance to try. But he was doing it! Her pussy was going to cum any minute. He could sense it, and as he felt his own cock begin to swell and tingle with the increasingly rapid thrusts down into Miss Dearbourne's cunt, an energy he'd never even known he possessed took over to allow him to fuck her even harder right when he should have been exhausted.
Alice quivered violently beneath the young office boy, already beginning to strain for the still distant cum her body now demanded. Then suddenly he began a staccato series of shattering drives and she realized in horror that she would never achieve it in time with him. He was going to cum right now! This was the first time he'd ever fucked a woman and he just didn't have the control to wait for her to catch up.
"No, Andy!" she gasped suddenly, opening her eyes and looking desperately up at him. "Don't cum yet, Andy! Don't cum yet!"
The office boy groaned. "I can't wait, Miss Dearbourne. I can't stop it. I'm gonna cream in your pussy!"
He managed to hold back for just an instant longer and then suddenly it didn't seem to matter anymore. He had to shoot off, whether the new lady accountant was ready or not.
Alice's body had completely come back to life, and now she was sobbing and moaning in frustration, straining and hunching her hot little cunt upward against the wildly cumming office boy in a peak of frenzy, but it was all to no avail. At the end of a mighty series of lunges, she felt him begin to shoot the warm droplets of cum in spurts deep into her belly, the shattering strokes serving only to further intensify her own longing. And though she knew it was hopeless, Alice continued to pitch and toss beneath the young office boy even after the height of his frenzy had passed until she felt his prick begin to deflate up inside her wildly palpitating cunt and he sagged down tiredly upon her.
Then with a sigh of disappointment she let her own body go limp on the blanket, little spasms of unrequited lust continuing to dart at intervals through her cock-hungry pussy.
"Christ, Miss Dearbourne," Andy gasped breathlessly. "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, but it just felt so good, I couldn't hold it back any longer."
"That's all right, Andy," Alice managed in a cracked voice, stroking her hands lightly over his back. "You did very well for the first time."
"Hey," one of the men called. "If you're finished, why don't you get out of the way so we can take our turns?"
Alice's body stiffened at those words, which still shocked her in spite of all she'd already been through today. It was a reminder that she was not merely letting an innocent young office boy fuck her, she was being taken and manipulated by a group of men, although that fact had somehow been obliterated from her consciousness during those final moments when she's writhed in unsatiated lust beneath the virginal Andy Wycoff. And now as the realization of what was really happening returned, the awful truth hit her with all its terrible impact! She was being shamelessly used. Yes, Alice couldn't have refused her other two brash co-workers even if she'd had a choice in the matter. She no longer even wanted to refuse them. Her need was like a fiery ball deep in her cock-starved cunt and now she would do anything to obtain the relief her deprived body demanded.
Another little spasm shook the frustrated lady accountant as Andy withdrew and rolled off the blanket. She gazed up through feverish eyes as Harry Saunders and Jack Higgins simultaneously began to get undressed, recalling vaguely something one of them had said earlier-perhaps it had been Gary-and only now bothering to comprehend its sordid meaning. They were planning to share her, both of them at the same time. But even that no longer mattered. She didn't care what they did to her as long as they could make her pussy cum again, as long as they could rid her of this gnawing frustration that was torment for every inch of her wantonly craving body.
My God, Alice thought as she watched the two men strip off their pants. What am I doing? It's happening again!
Then she closed her eyes, almost ceasing to think entirely, hearing the voices as distant, half-real sounds as Gary gave the men directions. Then, as she felt them both drop down onto the blanket with her, beginning to run their hands eagerly over her naked flesh, she felt a devastating rush of desire course out from her cum-moistened pussy. She complied without resistance as they followed Gary's orders and shoved her over onto her belly, then pushed her thighs up beneath her body so she was in a kneeling position on the blanket, her huge naked titties cushioned down against the soiled material, her face resting on her arms, her nakedly quivering asscheeks thrust defenselessly into the air.
Alice felt the floor creak as the men positioned themselves, one in front of her and one behind. She had to open her eyes to see which was which, though even that hardly seemed important now. But it was going to be Harry Saunders who fucked her in the mouth. Jack would fuck her in the pussy from behind. Then she closed her eyes once more as Harry placed his hands on either side of her face, pulling her forward toward his thickly pulsing cock as he knelt in front of her. She opened her mouth, willingly taking the throbbing shaft of the man's prick between her lips, her body tensing at almost the same time Jack leaned forward from behind, thrusting his painfully jerking cock right up between her hotly trembling asscheeks to shocking contact with her moist cuntlips. Then Alice inhaled sharply as the eager man drove his hips forward, his pulsing hardness fucking its way up into her hungrily devouring pussy, sliding deeper and deeper until she felt his loins smack softly up against her nakedly spread asscheeks.
At the same time, Harry shoved forward from in front, a lusting groan rising in his throat as he pushed his lip-stretching cock farther into her mouth, all the way down her tongue to the back of her throat!
After that, it all became a jumble. The obscenely impaled lady accountant heard the men's lewd exclamations of excitement and gloating triumph, their strained quick breathing, she felt their motions, the lewd thrusting of their cocks into her mouth and cunt. She was buffeted helplessly between them, caressed and pawed by their hands, no longer even knowing or caring which hand belonged to whom. It all blended together, a surreal montage of lust and humiliation and wanton masochistic bliss.
As for the two men, they had never even dreamed of anything so incredible as sharing the sexy new lady accountant in a wild fuck. Harry Saunders had never had his cock sucked-his wife refused to do it-and he'd never imagined it could feel so damn good! He derived a sense of sheer ruthless power from watching this voluptuous brunette accountant on her knees before him, her face buried in his loins, her lips circling hungrily about the rigid hardness of his wildly pulsing cock, her head bobbing up and down as her tongue swished about the palpitating wet head on the up-stroke.
From behind, Jack Higgins slammed furiously into the exquisite tightness of Alice Dearbourne's hot little cunt, his loins making a loud smacking sound as they struck her nakedly upthrust asscheeks. He also got a feeling of power from doing it to her dog-fashion that he probably wouldn't have derived from the standard position, and perhaps it was this that gave him the confidence he needed to maintain his control. Christ, he wanted to cum from the minute he first began fucking, but he wanted even more to keep on doing it, to bask in the glory of having the new lady accountant on her knees, helpless before him, her asscheeks waving in lewd invitation as she shimmied the tightly gripping walls of her pussy up and down his cunt-stretching cock.
But it was probably Gary Webster who derived the most satisfaction from the obscene exhibition. His own triumph was complete. He'd seduced Alice Dearbourne; he'd made her almost love him; he'd loaned her for his friends at the office-and she'd accepted it all. She was really his now. He knew there was nothing in the world he could demand of her that she wouldn't do!
The wanton buffeting of her naked body between the two men on the blanket had completely destroyed Alice's resistance. She could feel the wild electric current beginning to flow through her and she knew it wouldn't be long now until she got the satisfaction she so desperately needed! She sucked ravenously at Harry's thickly pulsing cock, hungering for the fresh-tasting cum that she knew was going to come spurting any minute from his swollen cock-tip. She drove her nakedly trembling asscheeks furiously back against Jack's loins, taking the hugely throbbing rigidity of his cock deeper and deeper into the warm chasm of her cunt, relishing the stinging slaps of his loins against her asscheeks.
The dark-haired lady accountant was being obscenely fucked by the two men, ravished between them like a rag doll, and she loved it! Oh God, she loved it!
Then, an even more shocking tremor coursed through Alice's, nakedly squirming cunt as she felt Jack stiffen behind her.
"Uh-oh," he grunted. "I think I'm going-to cum! Oh Christ, I'm gonna cream!"
"Me too!" Harry gasped in "front of her, his cock swelling lewdly in her mouth.
Oh yes, cum in my pussy and mouth! Alice wanted to cry out, but she was as helpless as if she'd been bound and gagged. She could say nothing due to the hugely pulsing hardness that stretched and filled her mouth. There was only one way to communicate her own readiness to the two men who were so obscenely fucking her-that was by sucking even harder at Harry's hugely throbbing prick and by screwing her asscheeks even more wildly back against the shattering thrusts of Jack's deeply fucking hardness.
A second later, it began! Jack Higgins slammed her whole helplessly writhing body with a powerful lunge that shoved her forward until her face was buried even deeper in the other man's loins. At the same instant the first sweet-tasting droplets of cock-juice came rushing into her mouth. Alice sobbed and whimpered around the hotly surging hardness, making gurgling sounds deep in her throat as she swallowed the thick shooting droplets. Behind her Jack groaned as he in turn lost control and began to shoot his own hot load of cum into her tightly clasping cunt. And at that moment, the lady accountant felt the first shattering waves engulf her own cunt, blinding her to everything but the sheer ecstasy of her own sweeping cum.
Alice didn't even know how long it had taken. She felt the men's cocks begin simultaneously to deflate. She sagged limply between them, feeling completely used and soiled and degraded, yet no longer caring. With a satisfied moan, she let Harry's shrinking cock slip from her cum-slicked lips as Jack withdrew from behind. Then she collapsed, gasping to catch her breath, on the blanket.
For a moment, Alice drifted into a light sleep. A hazy dream pervaded her consciousness. Then she awoke and found Gary again on the blanket beside her, his eyes gleaming with triumph even as he kissed her gently on the lips and began to move his hands slowly over the cum and perspiration-soaked curves of her naked body. Still in a state of ec static delirium, she snuggled cozily up against him, gasping at the feel of his hugely throbbing cock brushing against the soft, warm skin of her belly. From far away, she again heard the other two men and Andy talking excitedly in the background as Gary pushed her over onto her back, his hands moving forcibly over the nakedly billowing mounds of her tits as he climbed up between her thighs and lowered his body onto her, his excitedly jerking cock prodding up into the wet warmth of her hotly trembling pussy.
"Now I'm going to fuck you one more time," he gasped. "Better than anybody has ever fucked you before."
"Oh yesss ... oooohhhh ... yes!" Alice moaned distantly, renewed surges of lust darting immediately through her in spite of the overwhelming cum she'd just attained. She quivered, panting, as Gary Webster fucked forward and she felt his cock slip easily into the hot, juicy walls of her pussy. Then both she and the man above her stiffened as they heard Andy Wycoff gasp.
"Christ! It's Debbie!"
Alice opened her eyes, staring in disbelief at the open doorway. Framed in it was Debbie, the lovely young blonde she'd watched Gary Webster fuck!