Hank Borden: Hot family affairs

"Well, then," said Miss Thomas, rising from her chair. "We would like for you to try a couple of bathing suits on right now. Just so Mr. Weed can be sure that you're the right girl for us. I believe they're your size."

Mr. Weed handed Laura a black string bikini and she took it shyly.

"Where do I go to change? The bathroom?" There was certainly no place in the office, not even a closet.

"Come now," said Miss Thomas. "You and I have no secrets between us, do we? And Mr. Weed and I have no secrets, either, if you know what I mean. Now hurry, child, get naked and put on the bikini. Mr. Weed doesn't have time to waste."

Laura shrugged, then reached down and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to her ankles. She stepped out of it as she unfastened her blouse and removed it too. Her face turned crimson when she saw the two of them looking down at her juice-drenched pantie crotch, but there was nothing she could do about that now. Quickly, she removed her bra and yanked off her panties, then kicked off her sandals.

"Not bad, huh?" Miss Thomas said to looking at Mr. Weed.

"Fantastic!" he said, rubbing his crotch frantically. "Wow! What a piece of ass! Such young smooth flesh. And such gorgeous curves. Oh, fuck! My cock is rock hard already!"

"And you saw how wet her panties were, didn't you?" asked the big blonde. "That proves she's a real hot bitch. And I told you about how well she ate my cunt. Believe me, she's just what you're looking for."

Laura was flattered by what the two were saying about her. A picture of the man's hard cock hanging halfway down his leg flashed through her mind, and she got a terrific jolt in her pussy. Instinctively, she reached down to keep her pussy juices from dripping onto the carpet.

"Put that bikini on before I rape you!" said Mr. Weed, clutching his cock bulge.

Laura, turned on by the man's threat, did her best to control her aroused passions. She strapped the halter on first, and saw that it was much too small, even for her plump young tits. The bottom failed to cover half of her asscheeks and hips. She stood there, her young curves quivering, waiting for their opinions.

"Nice," said the big blonde, rubbing her crotch. "A little small, but nice."

"Don't worry," said Mr. Weed. "She'll have one that fits when she models it in public. Go on, child, move around a little. Let's see how it wears on you."

Laura smiled as she began to prance around the office. She took graceful steps, jutting out her tits and wriggling her ass. Her tits hardened under Mr. Weed's gaze and soon every outline could be seen through the thin bikini top.

She posed in many positions, giving the two a good look at her young ripe body. Several times she threw up her leg and flashed her pussy crack at them, letting them see just how snugly the bikini crotch had wedged up into her. She liked the attention she was getting and she was aware that her passions were building up inside her.

"Damn!" said Mr. Weed, his hand now barely able to cover his huge cock bulge. "What a sweet little piece of ass!"

"Don't I know it," said Miss Thomas, now with her hand up her skirt, playing with herself. "Just look at all that sweet meat."

Laura, having fun, turned her back to them, spread her legs wide, and bent over at the waist to touch her toes. Most of the bikini bottom was either wedged into her pussy crack or wedged into her asscrack. She then teased the man by wriggling her asscheeks hard, until they almost shook right off.

Loving it, Laura turned to face them, again bending over at the waist. She shook her upper body teasingly. The bikini top was severely tested as her titties swung to-and-fro and pounded against the flimsy garment. She heard another groan then she herself squealed when one of her tits popped free.

This was more than Mr. Weed could stand. Me lunged forward, grabbed the back of Laura's head, and forced her face into his cock bulge. She was surprised, but not sorry. She licked his cock through his pants and breathed in the strong smell of cock, all the time listening to his frantic groans and loud whimpers.

"Oh, you fucking bitch! Suck me off! I don't care if you are young enough to be my daughter." He desperately worked to unfasten his trousers, still holding the girl's head tight.

Laura, her own body boiling with lust and begging for release, fell to her knees and assisted Mr. Weed. They soon had his pants down to his ankles and then off altogether. His shorts followed soon after. Even as they struggled with these, his big wet cock was already digging into the side of Laura's face.

"Oh, shit, yeah! Now suck it, slut! Suck my cock and you have the job! But hurry!"

Laura reached out with her tongue and teased the fat bulb. Her tongue slithered round and round the greasy prick head, gathering the cum that had leaked out in his urgency. To know that she was the cause of his prick being so hard and wet made her proud. She just hoped he would be proud of her when this was over.

She reached into the piss slit and plucked out a few more drops of cum, swallowing them quickly. A bit greasy – but nice! She also began using her hands, squeezing and fondling the man's balls as she sucked his cock.

Mr. Weed, teetering, stroked the back of her head as he swung his own in circles. Ripples of pleasure jolted his senses with each flick of the girl's tongue. He groaned and gurgled, his muscles quivering, as be pushed his cock into her and begged her to take it all.

Laura ran her tongue along the cock shaft next, first one side then the other. She massaged and stroked the meaty prick shaft, leaving a trail of fire and spit. She made the cock swell and grow redder, until it started to resemble a big fat sausage.

"Ahhhhh!" he cried, straining with desire. Stomach tightened as he thrust his cock towards the girl. "Let me feel those sweet lips! Please suck me, baby!"

Since he asked so nice, Laura opened her mouth wide and engulfed the man's hard cock. She wrapped her lips around the wide rim and then teased his bulb some more with her tongue-tip. He bucked hard and slammed his cock deep down her throat, nearly choking her to death.

"Mmmmmfff!" Laura gagged on the prick as the rubbery bulb dug into the back of her throat.

When she had caught her breath, the young girl began moving her lips up and down the thick cock shaft. She bobbed her head back and forth, sucking the cock into her mouth repeatedly. Her long yellow hair bounced around her shoulders, her tits bounced in and out of the halter, and her plump ass jiggled behind her. Mr. Weed had more than he could stand.

The cock disappeared and reappeared, again and again, always emerging dripping with spit. Her face got real sloppy and soon shone in the overhead light. Even her hands got wet as they stroked the cock's heavy balls.

"Ohhhh! Ungh!" he groaned, shaking his head. "Too much! Too fucking much!"

While the girl was sucking on Mr. Weed's big cock, her supervisor walked up and stood beside the trembling man. Laura ignored the woman at first, thinking that she just wanted to watch. But then it became apparent that Miss Thomas wanted to do more than that.

"I want to feel your tongue and lips too. Suck on my cunt for a while, doll."

The big blonde then hiked her skirt all the way up to her waist and leaned into the girl. As usual, Miss Thomas was wearing no panties.

Laura gave Mr. Weed's purple cock a few more sucks, just to keep it hard and hot. Then she turned to her supervisor's hairy cunt snatch and flicked her tongue over the puffed lips. But she heard Mr. Weed groan in protest, so she reached up and wrapped her hand around the cock shaft, holding it tight until she could get back to it.

"Eeeeeeee!" squealed Miss Thomas. "Ooooooh!"

The woman's pussy pulsated hotly. Laura rubbed the woman's hips and ass with her free hand as she ran her tongue through the thick pussy hair. She combed the curly blonde hairs to-and-fro, and soaked them with her spit. The big blonde shivered and squealed again, then reached down and stroked Laura's gentle face, too.