Ken Long - Office sex lover

"Yeah," Sally said, "I can see your point."

They arrived at the address and Cindy let Sally out in front of a large brownstone building. Ben's studio was on the first floor and after knocking three times, he opened the door for her.

Ben Jenkins was about thirty, with long brown hair that didn't quite come to his shoulders. He was wearing a T-shirt and a pair of faded jeans. In the center of the room was a camera on a tripod, and lights placed around a small bed in the corner.

"Okay," he said to Sally, "strip and get on the bed."

Sally did so and crawled onto the bed. While setting up lights, Ben told her what he wanted for the first pose.

"Pull your knees back against your tits and, with your fingers, pull apart your pussy lips. I want a good shot of the inside of your cunt."

After the first one it was easy for Sally. Just one pose after another. On her back with her legs spread; then one with her fingers inside her cunt; then on her hands and knees with her ass in the air. That's all there was to it.

She had posed for about an hour when the front door opened and Cora Keen walked in. Sally was posing on her back, her cunt showing and her hands cupping the firm, soft mounds of her boobs. Cora walked over to her and looked down.

Sally heard the front door slam. Ben had gone, leaving her and Cora alone. Cora sat on the bed beside Sally. Sally stayed the way she was, showing every inch of her body to Cora's hungry eyes.

"I'll bet you didn't expect to see me, did you?"

"No, not really," Sally replied.

"Nor do you look surprised," Cora observed.

Sally smiled. "Nothing surprises me any more."

Cora placed her hands against Sally's warm tits, toying with them expertly, exerting just the right amount of pressure on the right places.

She pinched lightly the erecting tips of Sally's nipples. She was exciting Sally and she knew it.

Cora continued to mold Sally's breasts, all the time listening to her soft moans of pleasure. Bending down, Cora fastened her lips to Sally's right nipple and sucked it into the wet warmth of her mouth.

With her tongue, Cora pressed the hard bud of flesh to the roof of her mouth. Sally's hands held on to the edge of the bed as if she were trying to keep from falling off.

Sally soon realized that although Cindy was good, Cora was much, much better, and she couldn't wait until the moment when Cora would descend with her mouth to the swollen cunt lips.

Cora took her mouth from Sally's boob and stood. Sally moaned with exasperation. This was no time for her to stop. She wanted Cora's hot mouth all over her body. She watched, breathlessly, as Cora undressed.

First, she took off her dress, and then, reaching behind her back, she unhooked her bra and pulled it from her body. Sally sighed when she saw the woman's breasts. They were big. Huge pillows of flesh. Yet they didn't sag one bit. The nipples were like ripe strawberries. Her thighs were full and sensuous. Her pussy hair was dark and so thick that it completely hid the pouting lips of her vagina.

Completely naked, she joined Sally. It was a tight squeeze on the narrow bed, but Sally loved it. Sally sighed as she felt Cora's big tits pressing against her own.

Their lips melted in a warm, soft kiss. Sally felt Cora's hands traveling down the length of her back all the way down to her ass. While she squeezed the soft cheeks, one finger trailed in side the crack. Sally wondered if Cora was going to stick a finger up her asshole.

She did. Very slowly.

At first, the ring of muscle at the entrance to Sally's asshole tried to force Cora's finger out, but soon, it was all the way in, buried deep in side Sally's rectum.

They continued to kiss, their tongues hot and wet inside each other's mouth. Cora was the aggressive type, but it didn't bother Sally at all. She loved the way Cora was touching every part of her body. She was at her tits again, kissing them and sucking the erect, sensitive nipples into her mouth. A lightning bolt of lust shot through Sally's insides. She was on fire with passion.

Cora's mouth was moving down her body. Her lips pressed against Sally's soft, pliant flesh, licking, tasting every part of her. Her breasts, her stomach. Her tongue dipped into Sally's navel, while one of Cora's hands stroked the in side of her thighs.

Cora suddenly cupped Sally's cunt in the palm of her hand, pressing hard against the lips of her vagina. As she rubbed her twat lips, Sally's clit hardened into sensitive erectness. Then two fingers were thrust deep into her hot, juicy hole. Sally cried out with pleasure as she felt the fingers fishing about inside her hole, pressing against the soft, fleshy walls of her cunt. Sally was being driven out of her mind with lust; with the need to come. But she didn't want to come like that. She wanted to feel Cora's soft mouth pressing against her vagina, sucking her warm, juicy cunt; Cora's tongue sawing deep in and out of her quivering hole.

As Sally pushed her head down to her cunt, Cora laughed out loud, knowing full well what delicious torture she was putting Sally through. Cora's fingers came out of Sally's hole and traced around her inner thighs. At the same time, her lips brushed against Sally's fragrant pussy. Sally groaned as Cora's tongue licked at her hair-covered outer cunt tips. The sharp tip of Cora's tongue was inside Sal's cunt, lapping at the cream oozing thickly from her hole. Her fingers, fresh from Sally's cunt, were now pressing against Sal's asshole.

Sal waited impatiently for the inevitable invasion of her rectum. When it came, Sally forced her muscles to relax as the tip of Cora's finger slid back into her warm shit hole. The finger moved in slowly, easily, until Sally was stuffed from both ends: finger inside asshole and tongue buried deep inside cunt.

Sal's body writhed on the narrow bed as her hands clutched at the sides of it. The erotic sensation continued to pour through her body – waves on a beach – as Cora's mouth, like a vacuum, sucked the juicy meat of her twat.

Sally was squeezing her own breasts, pinching the nipples to heighten the sensations. She knew she was going to come soon. Her body felt as if it were going to explode as the sensations kept building. At that moment, Sally could bold back no longer… she had to come.

It seemed as if a sheet of lead were pressing her against the bed. Her stomach trembled as the spasm of orgasm ripped through her chasm. Her breasts quivered on her bosom as she struggled for each breath against the erupting tide of emotion.

After it had ended, there was no small talk between them. Cora simply lay beside Sally, letting her rest her head on her shoulder while she gently fondled Sally's breasts.

Cora said, "Sally, I want you to spend the night with me."

Sally nodded her head in acceptance.

"I'm not going to ask you to live with me. I'm much too practical for that. You probably also go with men. Well, that's your business, but as long as you work for me, I want you at my beck and call. Understand?"

Again, Sally nodded.

Cora dressed. Writing something on a slip of paper, she put it into Sally's purse. "It's my address," she said. "Be there at ten."

Sally still lay on the bed, her tits moving up and down with her breathing, as Cora walked out. After a minute, Ben walked in.

"She called you before I got here," Sally said accusingly.

On the bed beside her, he said, "You must be new. She likes to suck off all of the new ones at my studio. Don't ask me why, though, because I don't know and I don't really care. It's too bad, though."

"What do you mean?" Sally asked.

"Well, I was kind of hoping to fuck you myself… But since you dig broads…"

"Don't be an ass," Sally said, "but if you want my cunt, it'll cost you."

Ben nodded his head and he and Sally talked money.