Chapter 9
Kevin's first fuck had opened his eyes to a whole new world. He had been going through life like a blind man, not even seeing half of what had been surrounding him. That half, of course, had been women. Now, he actually drooled as he looked at them with knowledge and formed mental pictures of what was hidden beneath their clothes. Tits: pink-fleshed, firm, and coral-tipped. Cunts: soft, hairy, thick-lobed nests of warmth.
He had given up trying to disguise his lustful interest, or to hide the hard-on he sported almost all day long.
His secretary was amused at first. Then, frustrated.
"Did you just discover tits the day before yesterday?" she finally blurted out. "I beg your pardon?"
"Well, the way you've been staring at me-with that naughty gleam in your eyes. I mean, I feel as if those big eyes of yours are positively stripping the clothes right off my back!"
"I'm sorry-"
"Don't be." She smiled at him. "A girl-likes being looked at. After all, that's what these things are for." Moving around the edge of the desk, sidling toward him, she squeezed her tits, massaging them, teasing them with her fingertips. "Among other things."
"Of course," he choked, his cock responding to her grin with a lurch.
"It's just that a girl expects a look like that to be followed by actions."
"like what?"
"like her clothes getting removed." He gulped, and his face reddened. "I didn't know that you-"
"Yeah, I do." She sat on his knee and immediately started to unbutton his shirt. "Sandra! We can't-"
"We must," she whispered, pressing her mouth to his. "You are a devastatingly handsome hunk of man." Her tongue pushed into his mouth.
Kevin couldn't believe what was happening to him. What luck! First the woman in the boutique, now this. Were all women so horny? Good Lord! The things his poor dick had been missing!
All Sandra knew was that his looks had been turning her on. She had been working for him for over a year, and lusting for his body for most of that time. And now that he had shown an interest, she certainly wasn't going to let him pass it up out of a silly sense of propriety. He might fire her afterwards, but he was going to fuck her first. She wasn't going to stop until her boss's cock was ramming into her pussy!
She stripped Kevin's shirt off and tossed it aside. She touched his taut muscles with her fingers, then bent to kiss his nipples. Sucking them started a pounding rhythm in her gut that quickly spread to her pussy.
Kevin gave up trying to resist and pulled her blouse off her. He groped behind her back, searching for the hooks that fastened her bra.
"Right here, sweetie," she said, sitting up and helping his fingers find the front clasp that was stretched tight between the straining mounds of her breasts.
Kevin's fingers fumbled, learning the workings of a bra catch for the first time. He gasped as the cups pulled away to reveal two of the prettiest tits he had ever imagined. Or seen. Or felt.
"You like?"
"Marvelous," he muttered in sincere appreciation as his fingers touched her tits.
He lifted them, gently, almost too gently, waiting for her to stop him, and then instinct took over, and he bent his head and licked the tip of first one and then the other. Almost immediately, his mouth began bouncing from tit to tit, sucking and nibbling her nipples to hardness.
"Oh, Sandra! Beautiful Sandra!" he groaned. He was learning as he licked and sucked, learning how the wrinkled surface of a woman's pink areolae smoothed as they swelled, how soft and satiny the slick surface felt to a tongue, how the hard, pink spikes fought back against a man's tongue as it flicked against them.
Sandra couldn't get enough of the tit-sucking. She arched them into his face, begging him to be rougher, to even nip at her tender flesh. Her hands ran up and down his sides and slipped under the waistband of his trousers, in back, to cup the cheeks of his ass.
"Yeah, sweetie!" she moaned. "You like titties, don't you? Suck 'em! Suck 'em hard!"
Kevin tried not to disappoint her. His hands massaged the big, sweet globes, his senses fascinated by the firm consistency underlaying the soft, velvety outer flesh, while his mouth feasted on her swollen nipples.
Sandra reached between them and unbuckled his belt. His cotton-shrouded hard-on strained against her fingers, making it a challenge to slip the zipper down. Then it was out and in her hand.
"Oh, my!" she squealed with delight. "You're huge, sweetie! Bigger than I ever imagined!"
The secretary wiggled off her boss's lap and rose on her knees between his legs. "I hope you don't mind, sweetie," she apologized just before attacking his hard-on with her mouth.
She kissed it, then licked it from top to bottom. Her tongue swirled around his balls while his staff towered over her face like a giant telephone pole. Her mouth returned to suck in its shiny purple head.
"Suck it, Sandra!" he ordered, his eyes glazed and his head rolling from side to side. "Suck my hard-on!"
The secretary obviously didn't find her boss's demands out of line. Sandra's hand got a firm grip on Kevin's naked ass and her head began bobbing enthusiastically over his prick, her lips clutching it tightly as her cheeks provided the suction that threatened to turn the hard rod inside out.
Beads of sweat broke out on Kevin's forehead as he watched his prick slide in and out between his secretary's pretty puckered lips. At that moment, having his cock sucked by his secretary was the sexiest and the most pleasurable thing he could possibly imagine. How lucky, he thought, to have a prick that merited such attention. And-damn!-to think he had never known.
Kevin grimaced. He was almost there. Her heavy breasts lolling against his thighs as her head bobbed fired his imagination. It was going to be nice to come in her mouth, but-oh, jeez!-wouldn't it be nice to have something more? To sink his prick in her sweet pussy and have it all?
"Baby," he hissed, his teeth clenched to hold back his rising excitement, "I'd like to-oh, God!-to fuck you."
She released his cock and sat back on her heels. Her big tits jiggled to a rest. "You nasty man," she clucked accusingly, her cheeks glowing.
"I'm sorry... "
But the girl was already standing up, her fingers flicking open the fastening of her skirt. The garment fluttered down her legs and revealed a sensible pair of white panties that had been hidden underneath. A wet spot bloomed in the stretched crotch. Kicking the skirt aside, she worked the panties down her legs and past her knees.
When she stretched back up again, he was treated to one of the prettiest little brown-haired pussies imaginable.
Kevin lost all his remaining gentlemanly reserve and grasped her hips and pulled her to him. He dived for her twat like a starving man. His tongue working rapidly, he pressed his nose right into her furry muff.
Oh, shit! She was sweet and juicy! This cunt was even more tasty than Mandy's!
His tongue licked up and down the swollen gap. Pulling the thick edges apart like the shell of a clam, his tongue wound into the gleaming pinkness, looking for the pearl. He licked and sucked and kissed, thoroughly enjoying the delicacy for which he had so recently developed a taste.
Her little buzzer button wasn't as easy to find as had been that boutique woman's, but the hard little nubbin was there. The girl went wild, pressing his head even harder into her crotch and grinding her pussy around it as he sucked and kissed her sensitive clit.
Her body shook, and she gasped and cried. "Ohhhhhh, sweetie! Kevin, fucking baby! Ooooooohhhh! That feels so good! I never knew... I never knew you wanted me so! Eat me, sweetie!
Eat me!"
God, it was great! But it wasn't exactly what he wanted. It wasn't the total experience his dick was straining for.
Giving her pussy a final lick, he pulled his mouth away, leaving her hanging with her emotions bared and raw lust oozing from every pore in her body.
"On the floor!" he said gruffly. "I want to fuck you!"
"Oh, yes! Yes!" she gasped, flopping onto her back on the rug. "Hurry!" She parted her legs as she stretched her arms up for him. "Fuck me, Kevin, baby! Fuck me!"
Kevin fell atop her in a rush to get this thing completed. He supported himself above her on one arm while he gripped his cock with his free hand and pressed it against her pussy lips. He fumbled for the proper hole, still learning, then pushed forward when he found it. They both sighed as his prick eased fully into her, completing the connection that joined their bodies and their spirits as well.
He paused for a moment to enjoy the feel of her creamy hotness completely surrounding his manhood, then began sliding his prick in and out.
"Oh, yes, sweetie," she cooed as he stoked the fires that had momentarily cooled into a blazing inferno once again. "Mmmmm, that's nice...fuck me, honey...oh, yes, yes, fuck me... "
"Sure, baby," he gasped, driving harder as he became used to her clasping friction and his passion built. God, it was wonderful! He longed for the feeling to peak, but wished it would never stop. At that moment, he could think of nothing he longed for more than to just lie with his cock twitching in her warm cunt all day long.
But something inside drove him, forcing him to increase the pace. "Oh, yeah!" Kevin moaned, his strokes speeding up inside her tight sheath. "Yeah, baby! Yeah!"
She gasped and clutched his ass cheeks, her tits rolling as he rammed hard into her delicate body. Each thrust of his cockhead rocked her body as it pinned her to the carpet. Each thrust of his hard prick made her cry out with excitement as it sent another thrill sweeping through her.
Despite her enthusiastic acceptance of him, there was always a lingering doubt, a distrust of his masculinity-the fear that she would reject him or that his manhood would fail him. But as the passion built, it reached a point where Kevin knew there was no turning back. Instinct took over. His cock strokes intensified, ramming into her hard, thrusting deep, dipping for the excitement that he knew lay there, somewhere, in the bottom of her pussy.
"Oooohhhhh! Yes, Kevin! Yesss! Yesss! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
Kevin humped rapidly, reaching for the completion that he wanted and she was begging for. His chest mashed against her tits, and her sharp nipples made an impression on his spirit as well as his body. Sweat dripped from his forehead into his eyes, and from his hairy chest onto her soft, smooth-skinned tits. She rolled under him, wallowing in the sensations.
"I'm fucking you, woman!" he gasped, launching into his final flurry of strokes. "I'm fucking you!"
"Yes! Yes-ohhh! Ohhhh!"
With their screams mixing, it was impossible to tell who started coming first. Sandra cried with excitement as his hot cum swirled inside her. Kevin's shouts were a reaction to the convulsions of her pussy as it tried to squeeze the life out of his pulsing cock.
Her spasms diminished and his fountain sputtered to a dribble. He collapsed atop her, his heavy body smothering her delicate frame. But it took a while before his weight became oppressive and she squirmed out from under him.
She looked at him for a long moment, admiring the way the glistening drops of sweat decorated his heavily-haired chest. "Now, I suppose now you'll fire me," she said with a pout.
"Fire you?" His grin turned to a frown. "Whatever for?"
So he hadn't lost his respect for her! She wiggled closer, pressing her tits to his chest again. "You mean you didn't mind the fuck?"
"Mind?" He laughed, his eyes twinkling. "I can't wait to do it again."
"Hmmmmm." She wiggled her tits against him. "Sweetie, do you know how long it's been since I've had a raise?"