Ted Leonard: Wife made to suck

"I'm… I'm cumming again!" Kelly screeched.

And she came beautifully on Sam's exploding cock. She writhed and vibrated and churned hornily as great waves of orgasmic pleasure boggled her young mind. It was the cum of her young life, and Sam sensed it. He gritted his teeth and rammed all of his spitting cock into her frothy little pussy.

When his prick could spit no more, he gasped for breath on her tits, then cased himself off her writhing body. He sat back on the sofa at her foot and gazed at her lovely, naked, fucked body. She was so young, so sexy, so horny when he turned her on.

Kelly was dumbfounded. At nineteen and married, she'd thought she knew everything there was to know about sex. Sam Hartman was a revelation. And very disturbing.

"You shouldn't have done that," she rasped, still breathless from the violent fucking.

Only she knew what she meant by that. Sam thought she meant he shouldn't have fucked her. It meant much more to Kelly. It meant he shouldn't have turned heron to such a big cock, shouldn't have made her cum more than Tom ever did. It left her dazzled and confused.

How could such a wicked old man make her feel so fucking horny? she wondered as she watched Sam put his drenched cock away.

Sam put his jacket on and went to the door. "See you at the office in the morning," he said.

After he was gone, Kelly got her breath back. She left her robe behind as she pushed herself up. It was soiled with a mixture of her cum and Sam's jism. She took it into the bathroom and stuffed it in the hamper.

A tickle of her pussy made her sit on the toilet. The rest of Sam's semen oozed out of her cunt and plopped into the water beneath her ass. The she took a nice pee.

What am I going to do? she thought as she idly rubbed her pussy. How can I stop him? Tell Tom the whole story? No! How can I explain sucking his cock? And tonight! God! Tom would die!

Her fingers danced all over her crotch, and she thought he said it was just for a few days. Wednesday then. No more after Wednesday. That'll be it!

She took a long shower, and felt better physically. But her young mind couldn't let go of Sam's enormous prick, so thick and chunky. She even dreamed about it.

The girls at the office noticed a change in Kelly's appearance.

"Well, aren't we glowing this morning," Sally said.

"Maybe Tom had the night off," Elaine laughed.

Tina said, "Mr. Hartman wants to see you in his office first thing."

"What?" Kelly exclaimed. "He never comes in before ten!"

"Well, he's in now," Tina said. "If I were you, I'd get my little tail in there."

Kelly went into her boss' office and found him looking horny. The minute she closed the door she knew he wanted to fuck her. She wanted to run.

"You look lovely this morning," Sam said. His hungry eyes ran over her short blue skirt and pointy white sweater. Kelly eyed him warily.

"Sit down, sit down," he said.

Kelly sat in the chair across from his desk. He grinned at her.

"You were beautiful last night," he said. Kelly blushed. "I wish you wouldn't talk about that."

"Okay," he said amiably. "Show me how you masturbate."

"Mr. Hartman."

Sam narrowed his eyes on her, and said, "I strongly suggest you stop bickering and start cooperating."

Kelly tried another ploy. "You said sex was no good in an office."

"I didn't say that. It's just different in an office. Too many distractions. Now show me. We don't have much time."

Kelly felt trapped again. He was so demanding of a girl. And it was true that the girls would get suspicious if she was in the boss' office too long.

Resigning herself to her fate, she draped a pretty leg over each arm of the chair. She was wearing pantyhose, but no panties, and her young ass was visible. Her fingers moved easily over the thin material which caressed her crotch.

Her pussy was still tingling from last night, so it didn't take much to get her motor started. Her pussy was purring in no time. Sam got to his feet with his eyes glued to her crotch.

"Stay over there," Kelly breathed.

Sam ignored her and sat on the edge of his desk right in front of her. He looked at her pussy so hard that Kelly felt uneasy.

"You're terrible," she said hotly, as her cunt moved with her fingers.

"Take your pantyhose down," Sam said.

"No…" Kelly rasped, her eyes getting heavy.

"Suit yourself," Sam said and, before she knew it, he was on his knees in front of her cunt. He grasped her wrists and held her hands away. His elbows kept her thighs wide open.

"Oh, no!" Kelly gasped. "Don't!"

But Sam buried his face in her young crotch, and licked his tongue up and down her thinly covered pussy. It was hot and moist.

"Oh, God," Kelly rasped as his tongue attacked her clit. A sharp thrill shot through her cunt, and she shuddered all over. Her fingers had primed her pussy and now Sam's tongue was devastating her.

"Ohhhh," she moaned, and her head fell back loosely on her shoulders. Her eyes fluttered, and her breathing quickened. Her tits jutted, and her cunt started a slow, sexy twist.

Sam got the crotch of her pantyhose soaked with her juice from the inside, and his saliva from the outside. When it was drenched and soggy, he caught the material between his teeth.

"Oh!" Kelly gasped. "Don't bite me!"

Sam chuckled hornily and chewed into her crotch. The flimsy wet material gave way after a few tugs of his teeth. Kelly heard it rip, then felt his hot lips on her naked little cunt. She almost passed out.

He deliberately licked and sucked her clit until it was buzzing and, even as her cunt churned against his mouth, she hated the power he had over her pussy.

She gasped and panted, and her ass slipped on the chair until her pussy was helplessly up and out. Then Sam tongue-fucked her squirmy, squishy cunt-hole.

"Ohhhh, God!" Kelly moaned.

Sam licked his thick tongue up and down her cunt-slit, lashing her clit with each upstroke. Her ass jerked on the chair each time his tongue hit her sensitive fuck-button. And each lick of her clit sent a thrill through her whole body. She panted for breath. Sam buried his tongue in her tight, wet fuck-hole, and reached up with both hands to maul her tits as he ate her out. His tongue ravished her pussy as his hands aroused her tits. He tweaked her nipples through her sweater as he tongue-lashed her cunt.

With the skill that comes with age, he worked her cunt up into a froth. He licked and lapped and drilled and sucked occasionally on her stiff little clit until Kelly's hot little ass was bucking and humping.

"Oh – ohh – ohhhh," she moaned. "I'm… I… ohhh, I'm gonna cummmmmm!"

And she did. Powerfully. Sam shafted his tongue into her fuck-hole and reamed her fuck channel so thoroughly that Kelly went to sexual pieces. Great waves of orgasmic pleasure rushed through her and overwhelmed her senses.

"Ohhhh," she moaned, "what are you doing to it? Oh, my God! Ewwww, Mr. Hartman! You're terrible! Ohhhh, no more, no more! Stop! Stop! I can't cum any more!" But Sam gripped her asscheeks and held onto her squirming, humping ass as he tongue-fucked her to a dynamic, mind-boggling climax that left her breathless and gasping.

"Oh, my God!" she choked, secretly amazed by the strength and length of her orgasms. In spite of what her boss had said, sex in an office was alarming!

Sam got to his feet and Kelly's eyes went wide. He had his cock out, thick and throbbing in his fist. He had been playing with it all the time.

"God, you're dirty!" Kelly rasped. Sam leaned his ass against the edge of his desk and slowly milked his erect cock before her startled eyes.

"You'd better go back to your desk for a while," he said. "Come back in an hour. Make some excuse. Bring me some papers to sign." Kelly got to her feet and staggered to the door.