Laurie Chandler: Hot pants typist

She moved close to him and pulled away, and she was getting the tonguing of her life. Her whole body was ready to explode in a gigantic orgasm.

Arlene was finger-fucking herself so rapidly that she was losing control of herself. She pretended that her fingers were Bill's cock and balls and as she smashed herself full of her own hand, she went wild, sucking on Bill's asshole, and stretching the walls of her hole.

Bill's cock was ready to boil over again. His balls dancing about wildly and banged against Carrie's quivering roughened pussy hole. He gasped for breath.

"Ohhh!" he cried. "Get fucked, Carrie baby! Get really fucked! Ohh! Ohhh! I'm gonna come, Carrie baby! Get fucked, bitch! Ohhh! I'm gonna come!"

His penis slid in and out of her hole really fast, and he felt his jism ready to rise and shoot out of his cock. He was pumping her harder and harder now, and he continued to massage and manipulate her tits.

Suzie started to scream and shout. Her vagina was overflowing with hot cunt lava, and she couldn't contain her ecstasy any longer. She was wild, and she was going to spill her hot cunt juice all over Bill's face.

"Suck out my cunt!" she cried. "Suck it out! Eat me! Ohhh! Lick my pussy! Ohhhh! Suck me! Eat me! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!"

Her body seemed to explode in his face, pouring her hot cunt syrups all over his lips and tongue. She went wild, pouring her foam out of her pussy and into his mouth.

Bill went berserk as his prick erupted inside of Carrie's meat hole. She felt his prick explode and started to climax herself.

"Get fucked!" screamed Bill. "Ohhh! Get fucked you fucking cunt! Get fucked!Ohhhh! I'm coming! i'm coming! Ohhhh! Agghhh! Ohhh! Ohhhh! I'm coming! I'm coming!"

Bill smashed his prick all the way into Carrie's cunt hole. He spurted out his hot jism faster and faster, and she felt her pussy becoming flooded with his hot milk. Her whole body was filling up with semen. She couldn't get enough of his hot cream as she squeezed her legs together, forcing every drop of hot jism into her cunt hole.

"Ohhhhh!" she cried as her clit drove her wild, "Ohhh! Ohhh! Fuck me again! Fuck me again!"

Bill's cock and balls were still thrashing about inside Carrie's quim, when she pulled back suddenly and his dick slipped out of her hole. It was still spurting and Suzie immediately took hold of his cock and pressed her tits against it. She wanted to feel his hot semen pouring over her tits.

Bill sat back, propped up against the sofa. These three girls were hot. They were so hot, he didn't think his cock could ever get soft. He wondered how many more times he could come before he was exhausted. At this rate, he figured he could go on all night.

The four of them finally fell asleep on top of each other. Carrie had not gone to work. She was having too good a time to leave the party.

Arlene fell asleep with her hands touching Bill's cock and balls, and the other girls rested their heads on his chest. He had come five times in that one night, and it was close to six in the morning before they had finished their wild orgy.

Arlene was finally getting over the shock of her having been fired and tossed out of her house. She awoke late the next day, feeling that perhaps life had something more to offer than a job and a place to live. She had developed three very good friends in the course of one night, and that was becoming all-important to her.

But she did have to get another job. After Bill had gone home the next day, she told Carrie and Suzie that she would look for a job the next morning, but they assured her that there was no hurry about it. "Take as long as you want. You don't have to start paying any rent until you do work. We can manage very well. Just so long as you share any of your boyfriends with us."

Arlene smiled. "Sure," she said. "I think it's better that way. I don't think my cunt was over as hot as last night."

The girls all agreed to share whatever men they came across. Bill was to be only the first of many guys who would fuck and suck all of them at the same tune.

Bill called later in the day after he got home and showered and shaved. He invited them aver to his place for drinks and a barbecue. The girls spent another wild evening, convinced that Bill was some sort of God. He had so much cream inside his prick and balls that they felt he could fuck every girl on earth and never get tired.

But Arlene, though she was tired the next morning, was determined that she would get a jab. She knew that Carrie and Suzie had offered her a place to stay rent-free for a while, but she couldn't impose on them. While the girls slept, she got dressed and went out to the employment centers.

Jobs weren't plentiful. The economy was depressed and so was Arlene. She was unhappy. Perhaps it had been a mistake to refuse Mr. Halsted. Perhaps she should call him and tell him he could fuck her as much as he wanted.

"Don't get discouraged," said Carrie and Suzie when she came home for the fourth straight day without a job. "You'll find one. Don't worry about it."

But Arlene did worry, and she redoubled her efforts to find a job. Through the Argonaut Employment Agency, she finally was given a job interview. It was with the Baker Construction Company, and the nice thing about it, thought Arlene, was that the man who interviewed her was more interested in her typing than in her tits, not that he didn't notice how well developed they were.

But he was a hard-nosed businessman and her secretarial abilities impressed him more than anything else.

"Can you start tomorrow?" he asked her. She was overjoyed.

"Yes. I can start now if you want me to," she said. "I'm all ready to go to work."

He laughed. "That's what I like. Industriousness. Well, tomorrow will be fine."

She shook his hand. He didn't even try to seduce her. She was sure she was going to like this job.

"Guess what?" she said as she walked in the door. "I got a job!"

"Great!" exclaimed Carrie. "We oughtta celebrate!" She brought out a bottle of wine, and the two girls sipped several glasses of it. They started to get really plastered and when the bottle of wine was finished, they both decided to go down to the local beer hall and get some more.

They went into Pete's Bar and Grill down the street, laughing and giggling. They were quite happy, and the patrons of the bar stared at them curiously.

"Hey!" said Carrie. "Let's shoot some pool!"

"I want something to shoot, but it ain't pool!" laughed Arlene. "I want a nice hard cock to shoot!"

"Sssh! Don't say that! One of the guys here is gonna hear you and you're gonna find yourself at the bottom of a very big pile."

"Who cares? I'm so happy, I could get fucked by a hundred guys and love each one of them."

"No, seriously. Wanna play pool?"

"I don't know how," said Arlene. "Could you teach me?"

"I'll teach you, honey," said a guy, approaching them from the bar. He had overheard their conversation.

The guy was looking at Arlene up and down. He was kind of cute, thought Arlene, and he'd make a better teacher than Carrie would.

"Okay," said Arlene, looking at Carrie. Her friend shrugged her shoulders.

"I'll be at the bar gettin' friendly with the other guys," she said. She was really smashed, and she wanted to get laid. She looked at all the guys at the bar and picked out one. She went up to him and asked him to buy her a drink. When he did, she drank it, and two minutes later, left with him, leaving Arlene alone with her instructor.

"Okay," he said to her. "Now watch me." He picked up the cue and held it, showing her how to do it. He set up the balls on the table and showed her how to use the cue.

"It looks easy," she said, taking the stick from him. She tried to imitate him, but she was doing it all wrong. He showed her again, and again she tried to do what he was doing, but it simply didn't work.