Randy Howard: The secretary_s hot pants

"Please!" she gasped, trying to twist away. But his legs held her tight, held her prisoner.

"Suck!"

Cindy sniffled, reached up to hold the throbbing cock as George raised his ass again. His balls hung low against her nose, her eyes out of focus as she peered around them at the knobby shape of the thing. It was the first time she had ever seen a cock so close; even in pictures they didn't look anything like this. God, there was so much hair around his balls and around the bottom of his shaft!

"Suck, damn it!" he cried.

The cock was not at all the straight flesh-stick Cindy had imagined it would be. There was a heavy vein pulsing on the bottom of the shaft, blue against the reddened skin. The head of it was larger than the shaft, but far enough away from her perspective that it seemed smaller. George was uncircumcised, a thin flip of skin holding the foreskin to the glans where the two connected. The foreskin was working all the way back now, the glans forced downward by the pressure.

He moved back over her face, his cock and balls riding back until his testicles rested against her eyes for a moment, blinding her. Then he raised his ass into the air, the long red prick probing down against her lips.

"Suck my cock, Missy! Suck it, or I'll shove it so far down your throat you'll wish you had!"

"I'm not Linda Lovelace!" she cried.

"You better learn how to be, right quick!"

The throbbing cockhead probed again, and Cindy let her lips open to it. The first taste was strong, almost acrid, the drop in the opening almost like pin. But it quickly vanished as the cock moved through her teeth, probing against the back of her throat. Very quickly half of it was in, spreading her teeth, hurting her jaws.

"Ahhhhhh, yeah! Shit! That's niiiiice…"

George lowered himself to her groin again as he continued to work his cock within Cindy's lips, his tongue returning to the entrance of her cunt. His arms wrapped around her waist, his hands reaching beneath her body to spread the checks of her buttocks, fingers spreading the backs of her thighs to force the bottom of her cunt even wider. He slurped and dug into the slit, plastering his lips tight against the cunt as his tongue continued to work deeper, deeper. Cindy wanted to cry out her pleasure…

But his cock was in her mouth, throbbing, the vein beating heavily as his heart pumped faster, the blood flooding from the rest of his body into his cock. Cindy knew she was erecting as well, every part of her sexual body aching and burning as her vulva stiffened, as her nipples throbbed. She let her hands drop from George's ass to shape her tits as they were crushed beneath hi belly, the nipples pushed out to where she could capture them, twist them, pinch them each time she felt the corresponding stab of lust move through her groin, felt his cock throb and work against the back of her throat.

Oh, Jesus Jesus Jesus! He was so big – yet the terrible taste of his cock had vanished, washed away in the coating of her own saliva as she sucked against his cock. It was no longer so terrible, such a frightening thing; it seemed only natural that it should be in her mouth… would feel even better stabbing into her cunt! She wanted it, she needed it, she had to have it!

Oh, fuck!

But she couldn't cry out; her words were cut off by the janitor's cock as George writhed against her, his tongue stabbing deep into her twat, his belly rotating against her tits, his cock pushing, pushing, pushing…

Cindy sucked against him, sucked with all her strength, one hand leaving her nipple to slide over his thigh again, move back up to his ass where it was joined by the other as she tried to pull him down farther, tried to pull his cock deeper into her mouth. George felt the movement of her hands and snorted air through his nostrils and against the bottom of her dint, his mouth too busy to let him laugh. She was sucking hard, was moving more of his cock into her hungry jaws, trying to take more, trying to take every last wonderful hard hot inch… His ass slammed down and the cockhead pushed past her uvula, pushed into the esophagus, working against her throat from the inside. He was in! She had every Goddamn inch of his cock! She was sucking him down, her nails raking against the backs of his thighs, against his ass as she sucked against his cock. He was flung her, filling her completely, thrusting deep into her as he fucked, slamming down. He felt her belly heave up, felt her slam her own ass up against his face as his cock moved deep within her throat.

"Garggghhhlll! Fwaggmmmm! Fwagh!"

Her cry was nonsense, but he understood the meaning of the sounds: she had his cock, she wanted more! She wanted him to fuck!

"Yeah!" he gasped, raising his face from her cunt. "Yeah, li'l lady, you got it! You got my prick, so suck nice – suck nice and in just a few more minutes I'll give you just what you want! I'll fuck you! So suck!"

His face dove into her cunt again, his hands worming around her ass, one finger finding the brown ring of her asshole and pushing through. Cindy tried to gasp when the first joint of the finger popped inside, but she could barely breathe against the filling shape of his wonderful cock. She sucked down again as George sent his tongue deep through her cuntal walls, slurping up the juices as she exploded in a series of painful yet pleasurable climaxes. Now he had her clit again, was biting it, twisting it around in his teeth, Cindy throwing herself up each time he bit down, sucking harder, harder against the plug of his cock.

The finger in her ass stabbed – was in deeper, twisting around, rubbing against the tongue as the other probing organ moved deep within her cunt. Oh God! My God! She… couldn't… take it! She… couldn't… stand it! Much more… and she'd… scream!

Fire blasted across her body as she continued to cum, as she continued to explode, as her body responded to the wonderful sensations stabbing from the end of his hot, throbbing, thrusting tongue, from the talented finger as it twisted, rotated, twirled around inside her rectum. Jesus, how could this much sensation be possible? Was this what fucking was all about? Goddamn her, why had she waited so long to experience this for herself? All the years she had wasted, all the cocks she had refused.

George's lips came away, his tongue moving back into his mouth as he came up for air, Cindy's cunt walls trying to follow the damn thing, trying to turn inside out as the fire coursed through the endless reaches of her body, as the juices flooded the couch, running back beneath her ass. He raised himself on stiff arms, hands flat against the cracked upholstery, his groin slammed down against her face, his balls cutting off the breath in her nostrils again. He held himself deathly still, but every muscle, every nerve ending in his body was quivering.

"Oh, shit! Shit! I'm…cummminnngggg!"

Cindy's teeth pressed against the balloon of his swollen cockflesh, knew that something was happening, waited in unbearable tension…

He exploded! The cum blasted into her throat, ran straight into her belly without giving her a chance to taste it. He thrust again, fucking as his balls bumped and pumped, pushing his cock against her. She choked against the spending, tried to twist free; his cock came out of her throat, held in her mouth as the third blast of white stuff coated her tongue and she tasted his acrid man-taste…

"Ohhhhhhhh, Jesus! Jesus!"

George collapsed, falling beside her and nearly pushing her onto the floor. His hand fell across Cindy's…

"There, damn you!" she cried. "Now finish what you started – fuck me!"

They raised heads together until their eyes met…

And the telephone mug.

"Shit!"

George gave vent to his anger at being disturbed, while Cindy only closed her eyes, uttering a silent curse as he started to climb over her legs.