Chapter 2
Gretchen had to hold her legs close together, which forced her to walk primly. After she washed, she called Tony into the bathroom and lathered his prick with scented soap. She rinsed it and dried it tenderly, with lingering movements. Then she led him back to the bedroom.
"Cuddle with me," she said.
They lay on the bed, on their sides, with their arms around each other, their bodies pressed together from chest to knees. She slid one hand down his back and pressed her fingers into the base of his spine. She crooked her fingers and scratched her nails lightly up and down his spinal column, going from the crack of his ass up to the base of his neck and back down again.
His hands wandered over her back. He started fondling her ass and she pressed her lips wetly against his and give him her sweet tongue.
He caressed the shapely cheeks of her magnificent ass. Mentally, he compared her lush buttocks and hips and tits to the other women he fucked regularly. So many of them were into the fitness craze. They had compact little butts, more like a man's, and fist-sized, hard tits. Gretchen had excellent muscle tone, but she was soft and voluptuous and curvy the way a woman should be.
He slid his finger into the deep groove between the cheeks of her lush ass. The tip passed over the little brown mouth of her rectum and into the bottom of her slit. The tendrils of hair tickled his palm. The hair was dense even that far down, and soft. He tried to get the tip of his finger into the mouth of her cunt, but couldn't quite reach it.
"Let me look at your pussy," he whispered.
"Of course, darling," she said gaily.
She chuckled softly and rolled over. She propped her back on the pillows stacked against the headboard so she could watch him. She pulled her feet toward her ass and tilted her knees to the side, opening herself completely. She put both hands in her crotch and spread her pussy wide open.
He stared at the alluring gash of tender, pink flesh. He didn't know another woman who could so brazenly exhibit her secret charms and still retain her elegance.
She let him look a few moments, then whispered, "Put your tongue on my clit."
Her elongated, chubby boy-in-the-boat filled the upper half of her slit. He teased the impressive protrusion with the tip of his tongue. "Magnificent," he said. "So grand and arrogant."
"And extremely sensitive. Look how it stands up from just that little bit of licking. Do it some more."
"Do you want me to get you off this way?"
She sighed solemnly. "I want you to get me off every way you can think of."
He started lapping her cunt exuberantly. Usually, he licked his other women merely to get their pussies primed, as a prelude to fucking, and seldom got them off with his tongue. The few times he did suck them off, one orgasm sated them and brought an end to their play. He had to settle for a hand job or go home with aching balls.
He licked Gretchen because he loved to have his tongue in her twat. And, she would cum countless times and still fuck him half-blind.
She let him lick her luscious snatch for several minutes. When she felt the familiar ripples in her cunt and the tingling in her clit, she pushed him onto his back.
She got on her hands and knees over him. She watched herself in the mirror as she dragged her silky tits over his face. She lowered her shoulders and enveloped his face with her twin towers of mammary flesh. She wiggled her chest, then raised up just enough to touch a nipple to his lips.
He sucked the long, fat tit tip into his mouth.
He alternately nipped it tenderly with his teeth and sucked it between tight lips. She gave him her other nipple and soon they were both in an incredible state of erectness, poking out like thick, wet stalks.
She moved over him, letting her nipples graze his skin. She stopped when her head was over his groin. She spread her legs, drew her ass up and positioned her hairy snatch over his mouth. The diminutive entrance of her sultry sex sheath gaped at him, guarded by two thick flaps of succulent flesh that seemed to invite his tongue.
She held his prick upright with one hand around the base and lowered her head and pussy simultaneously. She closed her lush lips over the head of his love wand and swamped his mouth with her furry crack.
Her warm, savory center of enchantment had its own unique flavor, more gratifying than any pussy he had ever tasted. Her savory sex sauce coated his tongue as he lapped enthusiastically at her long, sensual slit.
She sealed her lips around his tantalizing root and methodically licked and sucked the stout pole. One hand gripped his prick, the other cupped the delicate orbs hanging between his thighs. She slowly devoured more and more of his cock until the plump knob pressed against the back of her throat.
Her blood ran red-hot. Flames of lust licked at her brain. She tightened her thighs against his head and squashed her lascivious crevice on his mouth. The gooey flesh virtually smothered him in voluptuous warmth. His broad, slick tongue eagerly flogged her quivering clit as she jerked her ass back and forth.
Her body trembled from the storm brewing in her cunt. She started bucking and writhing. She swallowed the entire length of his lusty ramrod. Her titillated cleft exploded. Her warm love juice gushed into his mouth. Her twisting and bucking became frenzied. She snuffled and snorted and gurgled around his hot cock.
She whirled around and straddled his thighs. She grabbed his cock in one hand and jerked it rapidly for a few moments. She stared at her reflection in the mirror as she moved up and held the knob at the mouth of her love tunnel. He lay still and let her dictate the action. She wiggled his cockhead up and down between the lips of her cunt and lodged it just inside her nether mouth.
He fiddled with the thick, slick lips of her cunt. He pulled the tightly stretched inner lips and caressed the plump outer lips. She sank down slowly. An urgent, gut-deep gurgle of glee burbled from her mouth as her covetous cunt swallowed his prong. She sat fully erect, her back straight, her tits pushed way out, and looked in the mirror.
He put his hands on her firm, heavy tits. He kneaded the glorious globes, tweaked her fat, erect nipples and pulled her resilient tit mounds in opposite directions, up and down and from side to side.
She rode him aggressively, twisting her ass in tight circles as she rose and fell and slapping her shapely buns against his thighs when she sank down on his prick. "How long can you hold off?" she panted, her voice breathless with flaming lust.
"Longer than you can," he chuckled. He kneaded her tits for emphasis.
She clamped her hands over his and rode him harder. Her tempo increased until she was nearly hopping up and down on his sturdy lance. She threw her head back and closed her eyes. Her mouth hung open. Her tongue circled her lips lasciviously, leaving a shiny coat of saliva on the thick red lipstick.
Emphatic contractions of a forthcoming climax started in the very depths of her cunt. The sensations shot upward, through her belly and into her tits. Her asshole puckered. She snatched his hands from her tits and pushed them to the bed, his arms fully extended over his head. Her dangling tits danced over his mouth as her ass lunged up and down.
She took a deep breath and started fucking faster. The cheeks of her ass clenched and relaxed as she humped rapidly up and down. His lusty lance stabbed into the bottom of her cunt, knocking at the entrance of her womb on each downstroke, kicked her passions into high gear.
A piercing screech of fulfillment burst from her mouth. Her ass flashed up and down with greater potency for a few seconds. She stopped dead still with his prick buried to the hilt in her frantically clenching cunt.
He grabbed both plump cheeks of her ass and started plunging his cock into her. She twisted and bucked and came so hard she could barely breathe.
Her body went slack. He dislodged her and rolled her onto her stomach. He knelt behind her, grabbed her haunches and tugged. She rose to her hands and knees.
"Oh, yes, darling!" she moaned. "Fuck me some more! Oh, fuck, yes, give me more cock!"
He felt like a knight in shining armor, riding to the rescue of the fair maiden. He was ten feet tall with a cock two feet long! Fuck her, he would! He would stuff his cock so far up her cunt, she would be fully filled.
He stuck the head of his cock in her wide open fuck hole and slammed into her belly with reckless force. She rocked forward with a quick cry of surprise. She ended up with her head on the bed and her ass sticking up in the air. She bowed her back to tilt her cunt up and spread her legs for stability. He clung tenaciously to her hips and bored into her, reaming her constricted sex sheath unmercifully with his stalwart charger.
He fucked her with short, hard, rapid strokes. She answered with impulsive backward thrusts of her ass, meeting and matching the pounding plunges of his cock. Her tight, well-oiled sex tube accommodated him easily.
She moaned incessantly as he used the full length of his prick to plunder her cunt. He had to fight against her grasping sheath on both the in and the out stroke. She reached back between her legs, grabbed his balls and yanked on them to make him fuck her harder.
Her ass started twisting tumultuously. She moaned louder. Deep, gut-wrenching spasms tore at her. He fucked her faster. She cried out raucously in a strangled voice. Her body convulsed.. . then became a spastic, rubbery mass of shaking, jellied flesh.
His prick erupted abruptly, violently, and he came in deep, pulsating spurts. His hot cream filled her cunt to overflowing. The sticky fluid seeped out around the shaft of his prick and ran down the crack of her hairy twat and the inside of her thighs.
She oozed to her stomach, and his flaccid dick slipped out of her cunt. He fell over onto his side, totally spent.
She sighed and took a deep breath. "That, darling, was what I call a fantastic fuck. Absolutely, positively outstanding."
"I've never met a woman who fucks the way you do."
"We're few and far between, darling," she teased. "When you find one, you'd better hang onto her for dear life."
"Bruce Crane wants to meet you," he said without preamble.
"The senior vice president?" she said, mystified.
"The one and only," he replied.
"I met him at the last Christmas party, barely six months ago. He didn't know who I was. I had to tell him where I work. I talked to him about five minutes, and he never looked at anything but my tits. Why does he want to meet me again? I haven't done anything to come to his attention."
"Well, he doesn't exactly want to meet you. He knows who you are now."
"I don't understand," she said.
"You asked me at dinner if something was bothering me. I was trying to think of a way to tell you. Bruce is going to reorganize the company, and I'm in line for a promotion."
"Well, good for you. What does that have to do with me?"
"Bruce wants to date you."
"He's married. Besides, it's against company policy for senior officers to date.. .oh, wait a minute!" She rolled over and stared at him, her eyes flashing with sudden anger. "He doesn't want to date me! He wants to fuck me!" She crawled off the bed and stood with her legs spread, her fist raised. "You sleazy bastard! You bragged to him about fucking me! How low can you get? No, you don't have to answer. I know. You want me to fuck your boss so he'll promote you! You can't get any lower than that!"
"You're so sexy when you're angry," he said calmly. "Look, you want to get ahead, don't you?"
"Give head, you mean!" she snapped. "You son of a bitch! You pimp! You don't care about me, or my feelings. All you care about is using me to get your damn promotion!"
"Hey, what's all the fuss about?" he protested. "You give him a piece of ass, I get promoted, and I'll see that you get a raise. What's so bad about that? I know you've been fucking other guys. Well, he's just another guy. It isn't as if you're a simpering virgin giving up something priceless."
"You don't know shit, you unprincipled bastard! How dare you accuse me of playing around. You've been the only man in my life for the past year. And, just for the record, I decide who I fuck, not some asshole out to further his career."
"Hey, look, Gretchen, calm down. We can work this out. Be rational."
"Rational! You want me to swap a cheap fuck for your promotion and a paltry pay raise for me, and you expect me to be rational?"
"Okay, look, I was wrong to drop it on you this way."
"You bet your stupid ass you were. You also bet my ass, and now you don't get any more of it. If you think I'm going to fuck some guy to help you out, you're crazy!"
"Don't forget, you'll also help yourself."
"Oh, God, how can you be so fucking stupid? Do you really think that I would fuck for a paltry pay raise?"
"How about a million dollars?" he quipped.
"You've been watching too many silly movies," she said tiredly. "You aren't going to trap me with that old crap about knowing that I'm a whore, and now we're just trying to find the right price. If I did fuck someone for a million dollars, it wouldn't be you or any of your cronies."
She jerked her thumb over her shoulder. "Get out. I'll give you two minutes to dress, then I throw your clothes out the window. I might even call the cops and report a naked asshole running around in the street. You are history, asshole."
"Gretchen, for God's sake," he whined. "Come on, we've got a terrific thing going. Don't do something you'll regret. What's one little screw between friends?"
"Stop sniveling and get out. You've got one minute left."
She followed him into the living room and stared at him while he struggled into his pants, shirt and shoes. He stuffed his shorts, socks and tie in the pockets of his coat and turned to her. "Gretchen.. . "
"Out, asshole! Your time is up."
He gave her a sheepish look and muttered, "You'll regret this."
She slammed and locked the door behind him. "Stupid asshole," she muttered.
She took a shower, washed and dried her hair, and went to bed.