Randy Howard - The secretary_s hot pants

Cunt was in the air.

Cindy Cox sniffed as she opened the door to the stockroom; the stink of sex was like a hot blast. She glanced automatically down to her crotch, tightening her legs, as though expecting it to be coming from her – and felt the old familiar itch as the walls of her cunt started to crawl. Jesus! In another minute she'd be sopping wet if she didn't get her mind on something else!

A giggle came from the back of the cavernous stockroom just as she was reaching for the light switch. Cindy froze, her sharp hazel eyes piercing the gloom that was relieved only by the skylight overhead.

"Zeke! Be careful – oh!"

"Shit, Elsie, you know you like it. What the fuck you fightin' for?"

"Because a girl doesn't want a man to think she's a pushover just because he's got a great big cock, that's why stop it, Zeke! You're getting me all slimy!"

"Just a little bit of love juice to show my prick wants you, Elsie. C'mon… mmmmmm!"

Cindy's breath expelled slowly from her throat. She wiped the back of her hand across dry lips as the unmistakable sounds of ticking grew louder, shook her chestnut hair. She should leave, leave the lovers to their illicit pleasures… but her feet were drawing her deeper into the stockroom, moving by their own volition, her stomach tightening, tightening. Oh, God! She could feel her wetness on the insides of her thighs.

The sounds were coming from the back row. The petite secretary moved silently through the stacks until she was one row away, and then moved along until she found a place where a small hole between wrapped packages of forms let her see through. She blinked, adjusting to the light level – and caught a flash of white as Zeke Perkin's naked buttocks rose into the air and fell again.

"Ohhhhh! Oh, Zeke – oh, yessssss! Yesssssss!"

"Mmmmmsn!" He broke the kiss, reached down to adjust his balls where they were pressed against her naked belly. NOW Cindy saw that Elsie's skirt was hiked well above her waist, her panties dangling from one foot as it drew back along Zeke's leg. He had stretched her out on a work table, his trousers down around his ankles, and now he raised himself into the air to shift position slightly, and Cindy caught her first look at his cock.

She gasped – it was so big! Even in the gloom it seemed to gleam wetly, as though it had already been in the girl's cunt. Cindy clasped one hand to her left breast, pinching at her nipple – and cursed the hard shell of the bra that prevented her from touching herself. Her knees were clasped close together, her asshole twitching and flexing as the itch seemed to move from her cunt to her rear.

"Be careful!" said Elsie. "You'll hurt me!"

"Aw, c'mon, Elsie! You're no virgin, you've had lots of cocks in your belly."

"But not so big, Zeke! Jeez, how big are you?"

"Ten inches!" he said, proudly, moving back on his knees to rub his fingers across his balls. "Not bad for a kid just out of high school, huh?"

Elsie laughed. "You may be just out of school, Zeke, but you're no kid!"

"Even at sweet eighteen?" he teased.

"Sweet, my ass! Hot, yes – but you were never sweet in your life! Now are you gonna just kneel there all morning, or are we gonna get down to serious business? After all, I'm supposed to be on my way up to Mr. Glack's office."

"Kiss it; first," said the boy. Now Cindy recognized him, remembered seeing his face; he was lanky all the way, all bones and bumps and sharp places. But Jesus! With a cock like that, he had it all over the pretty boys who could barely wiggle their finger at you!

Cindy swallowed, her hand reaching for her skirt, hiking it above her crotch. Her fingers slid across her mound, found her panties soaking wet, as she had suspected. She glanced around quickly to be sure that no one else was hiding in the stockroom, then rolled her panties down, pulling them off her leg. For ten seconds she held them bunched in her hand, no place to put them – then turned to stuff them behind a box on the shelf behind her. Thank God she hadn't worn her garter belt today!

"Oh, Zeke! Ohhhhhh!"

Cindy wheeled, bent to peer through the peephole again, in time to see Zeke's ass move steadily forward, his buttocks white as he held himself on stiffened arms over the girl from the steno pool.

"Gahhhhhh! Aft, baby, baby!"

"Ohhhhhh!" the girl moaned, shifting her hands along the boy's ribeage. "Oh, God, Zeke! You're… oh, you're ripping me apart!"

"You can take it!" he said. "Tighten down, Elsie – yeah, like that! Oh, wow-wowowww! That feels… good!"

He began to move against her, and Cindy's fingers moved between her thighs, over the hairy mound, along the slit. Fire burned her ears as one finger moved in for the first time, stabbed through the yielding flesh. She bit her lip, afraid to let her gasp of pleasure come… afraid to be heard. Ohhhhh!

"Oh, Christ! Fuck me, Zeke! Fuck… me!"

Cindy shook her head, blinking away tears that bad clouded her vision, nearly lost in the delicious sensation tiring her gut as her fingers moved deeper, deeper, raking across the tender walls of her cunt. She could smell her own stink now, stronger than the one that had caught her attention when she first opened the door. Her asshole was tightening, opening, tightening… her cunt walls were crawling around her fingers, trying to suck them in, trying to drag her whole damn hand deep into the cavity. Jesus, she wanted a cock! She wanted Zeke's…

"Fuck me, damn you! Damn you! Damn you!"

"Yeah, baby!" said Zeke softly as he workcd his prick deeper into her cunt. "Yeah, it's comin', it's comin'in now. You're gettin' it, you're gonna have it all! Yeahhhhh… it's there!"

He slammed suddenly, burying himself completely, his back arching as he raised his head in triumph. The girl gasped as the long cock ripped deep into her gut, through her passage, their groins flooded with her eager juices as the cockhead pounded at the opening to her womb. Elsie thrust her pelvic saddle against Zeke, trying to throw herself up against him, trying impossibly to take even more of that wonderful, burning prick, trying to have it all, all, all…

"Ohhhhhhh, God, Zeke! Oh, fuck! Please, fuck! Please fuck me!"

His hands slid over her shoulders, moved down as he brought his supporting elbows down against her sides until he could reach under her blouse, yanking it free from the bunched skirt, until he could work his fingers up to the soft mounds of her tits. He buried his face against the fabric, against his blouse-covered hands, rubbing against her as the girl sighed with pleasure. Then he pulled the blouse up farther, working it over the swell of her tits until both were free. His thumbs moved across the yielding soft surfaces, his fingers digging in and bunching them against his palms.

"Oh, God! Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Totally jealous, Cindy stabbed herself again, her fingernail hurting suddenly as she watched the boy pleasure the girl beneath him. Her free hand went to her own tits again, bunched them through the bra – Goddamn it, she had just as much as that worthless Elsie! Nothing but a Goddamn tramp, fucking on a stockroom table! That was what was wrong with men, damn their souls – chasing after every cheap floozie when there were plenty of good girls around, girls who would appreciate them… girls who would love to wrap their legs around those bony hips, would love to have that wonderful cock slamming deep, sticking deep, pushing deep…

Ohhhhhhhh! She sighed, biting her lip she knew that she was jealous of Elsie for just one reason: the girl had a cock when Cindy wanted it. God, did she want it… she had to have it!

Zeke's thumbs circled Elsie's areolas, moved to the puckered nubbins that were standing hard by themselves. The girl shivered at first contact, electricity seeming to tingle between them as he brought thumb and forefingers together to squeeze gently, to rotate the nipples until she again gasped her pleasure.