Robert Vickers: The naughty salesgirl

The girl realized that there was one other way they might be closer, but she was still a virgin and intended to remain that way until she married. She had discovered, with Marty, an infinite number of ways of having a lot of fun sexually without actually fucking.

Like now. Her body trembled again, and the seething insides of her cunt convulsed in orgasm once more. A flood of frothy juices poured from her cunt and drenched the lips and mouth of her lover. He continued to obscenely suck and lick all over her cunt lips until she came still another time. He left her feeling drained and totally weak.

He looked up at her saying, "Now it's my turn to get some kicks. Go on. Suck me off!"

She looked down at his prick, still hard and throbbing with virile life. The feelings of arousal inside her body increased instead of dying down after her repeated comes. She knew that sucking his prick would be one way of helping to quell the rampaging feelings inside.

He stood silently as she dropped to her knees. She cradled his balls in the palm of her hand as if they wore the most precious things in the world – and to her right now they were. She hesitantly touched just the tip of his prick with her ruby lips. The man groaned and involuntarily jerked his hips toward her face.

She took just the purpled knob of his cock into her mouth. She used her lips all over it to caress and tease and incite. The way his cock bounced and jerked told her that he was having a hard time controlling his ejaculation. The balls she held tenderly in her hand throbbed and boiled, lurching inside the hairy little bag of his scrotum. She knew the lead-heavy jism trapped inside wanted out.

And she was the one who was going to sample his tasty jism.

"Go baby, go!" he cried as her lips tightened around his fuck stick. "I love the way you give head!"

She pursed her lips into an 'O' ring and then used her tongue. She tried to force the agile pink tongue all the way down his piss-slit. They both knew this wasn't possible, but just trying made them both even hotter. She slowly circled the head of his cock and then teased the tiny flap of skin dangling down under the cleft head. She felt his cock stiffen in lust even more than it had been.

The thick rod of cockflesh filled her mouth now. She sucked even harder on it and pulled another inch into her mouth. Her cheeks went concave under the intense suction she applied. The man hopped from one foot to the other in excitement.

"That's the way I love it!" he called out to her. "Give me another great blowjob!"

She began slowly eating his entire cock. She was no Linda Lovelace, but he had taught her how to get his entire length down into her throat, if only for a moment.

The rubbery tip of his cock bounced off the roof of her mouth and she swallowed hard. She felt his prick slip past her tonsils and down into her throat. She held back the gag response and allowed his prick to rest for a moment in the tightness of her throat. She swallowed a couple times. Then she had to back away or suffocate from lack of air.

"Shit, I can't take much more of this!" he moaned.

She smiled around the thick plug of prick in her mouth. She still burned brightly in her cunt where his mouth had worked its magic. She loved being eaten out and she loved giving head. She loved everything about sex that she had experienced so far. Everything but fucking was neat, and that was being saved for her wedding night.

She rolled her tongue all over the very tip and then worked the bumpy pink organ over the sides of his quivering cock. The girl didn't stop even when she felt his cock begin to tense for the come. If anything, she increased the roughness of her licking and sucking.

Kissing along the side of his cock, she came eventually to his hairy bag of balls. Pressing her tongue against the side of his balls, she could feel his nuts inside tumbling and boiling in desire. She bounced the entire little bag on the tip of her tongue, and then rolled it around until he was constantly groaning in need.

"More," he begged, "Give me even more of that mouth of yours! God, it's fantastic! Tongue me all over! Eat meeeee!"

She tried. Her mouth sucked and she managed to pull in the entire bag of his balls. Gently gnawing, she had him gasping and moving constantly. The teenager's mouth didn't let him go. She pressed her tongue against the side of his balls and ran her teeth over the sensitive flesh. Finally, he cried, "Gotta come! Just gotta!"

She backed off and let him recover some of his control. This was too much fun for her. She loved the salty, tangy taste of jism as much as he got off on her woman-wine from her pussy, but she wasn't going to rush this. She wanted to prolong it as long as possible.

"Doing better?" she asked. "Think you can hang on for a few more minutes? I really get off on this! I don't want you coming too fast."

"I don't either! I love the feel of your mouth all over my balls!"

She went back to the task. Breathing hotly, she saw the effect her gusty breath had on him. The tiny curls of his matted pubic bush stirred and she knew the stimulatingly hot air went all around his balls.

She sucked even harder on the tip of his prick. She tasted the bitter drop of pre-come and then she was aware of another sound.

The ringing alarm of the elevator's emergency system had stopped. Heavy footsteps sounded on the roof of the elevator. Startled, she looked up and saw the escape hatch on the roof begin to lift.

She pointed and Marty hastily tucked his prick back into his pants. It made a terrible bulge, but his erection was hidden by the time the men dropped down into the elevator.

"Can't figure out what stopped this damned thing," the repairman said. He took a second look at Katherine – and smiled broadly. "If you got to be stranded in a Goddamn stuck elevator, she's the one to do it with," he said. He turned to the controls and opened the door. He frowned for a moment and then turned the switch back to "start".

He looked back at the two and shook his head. He knew that they had turned the elevator off but he couldn't quite figure out why. Katherine saw her panties on the floor where Marty had discarded them. She hastily picked them up and stuffed them into her purse.

"You two should be okay now," the repairman said. "Can't figure out how that switch got turned off – unless you did it."

Marty shrugged. "Why would we want to do a thing like that?"

She brushed against his still-throbbing erection as she left. "This is my floor," Katherine said. Glancing down at Marty's crotch, she wondered how long it would be before his painful hard-on vanished.

Or maybe he'd go into the john and beat off. She sighed. She wished she could go in with him and do it for her. Jerking him off was almost as much fun as sucking him off. The girl turned toward the personnel department, wondering if she would, be late for her interview, and not really caring. She'd already had a fun day.

Katherine walked into the personnel office with butterflies dancing around in her stomach. She was still more than a little excited and flushed from the sexual acrobatics she and Martin had been doing in the elevator. But now, she was beginning to feel the strain of actually applying far a job. She'd had a few summer jobs while she was in high school, but never a real job, a full-time job that would allow her to make enough money to go out on her own. She felt that was really important right now. Katherine had to prove to herself that she wasn't a child and could operate in the adult world.

She wanted this job more than anything else in the whole world.

"For the clerk's position?" asked the bored secretary. "One second and I'll buzz Mr. Bennett."

Katherine looked with apprehension at the door with the nameplate signifying this was Ronald Bennett's office. He was the one who'd be hiring, who would decide whether she got the job.