Ken Long - Office sex lover

She shuddered deliciously as Cindy lunged forward harder and harder, threatening to split her in two. Small moans of pleasure came from her throat as the sensations built inside her body.

"Oh, Cindy, give it to me, hard, hard. Slam it in. Oh, fuck me, fuck the shit out of me. Oh, God, I love it, fuck me. Split me in two, harder, fuck me harder. Yes, yes, fuck me good, fuck my ass all the way, oh, yes, yes, yes!" Sal screamed as her cunt burst into flame, sending the molten lava of her come pouring from her pussy. Cindy continued to fuck her until her orgasm subsided.

When it was over, Cindy pulled the dildo from, Sally's ass and, while unstrapping it, turned Sally over on her back. Climbing over her, Cindy squatted down, pressing her wet, swollen cunt against Sally's mouth.

Sally could feel Cindy tremble as her tongue sank into the moist, warm meat of her vagina. Her tongue slithered around the swollen inner lips, right up to her hardened clitoris. Cindy groaned with lust while Sally nibbled on it with her teeth.

While Sal sucked Cindy's pussy, Sally reached up to caress Cindy's boobs as they quivered with passion. Cindy was burning with desire as Sally did her best to make her come; first licking up and down her long, hairy gash, then dipping her tongue into her cunt hole, then back up her twat to lap at the writhing nub of her clitoris. Faster and faster her tongue slithered over every inch of Cindy's cunt flesh until finally, with a mighty scream, Cindy showered Sally's mouth with her offering of warm, rich pussy cream.

Satisfied, Cindy got up from Sally's body and the two of them walked into the kitchen to fix something to drink taking them back into the living room, they sat on the couch and Sally asked her about the dildo.

Cindy explained that they had bought it for Stan. It seemed that every once in a while he would crave to be fucked in the ass. Since Cindy couldn't take care of that, they bought the dildo.

"Did Stan ever use it on you?" Sally asked.

"Twice," she said, "once in my cunt and once in my ass. I was curious about it but I didn't like it."

"Why not?"

"Well, I mean it was nice and all, and I got my rocks off, but when a guy fucks you, you can feel it when he comes. You can feel his juice splashing all over your cunt or your ass or wherever else he fucks you. But with the dildo – nothing."

"But isn't there a dildo that shoots something out?" Sally asked.

"Oh, yeah, but they cost more than we wanted to spend. It comes with rubber balls that you can fill with warm milk or water and when you want it to squirt, you just squeeze the balls. But for my money, it still won't replace a real live cock shooting hot, creamy come inside me."

"Oh, by the way, Cindy, I'm spending the night with Cora and I was wondering what I should tell Stan. I mean, he'll probably wonder if I don't stay here tonight."

"Well, Stan knows that you're human and that you also have desires. Just tell him that you have a date with one of the photographers that you met today. Hell, you could tell him the truth – that you'll be with Cora – and he probably won't even bat an eyelash."

Putting her hand on Sally's thigh, she said, "You know, I think I'd like to spend the night with you."

As much as Sally would have liked that, she laughed and said, "Stan might not understand."

When Stan arrived home, the girls were still clad in just bras and panties. He asked Sally how she had made out at the modeling agency. He was a little, upset when she told him that she was a nude model.

"Well," he said, "you are a big girl now."

"I'm glad that you realize it," Sally replied.

While he sat and waited for his dinner to warm up, Sally noticed that he kept staring at her thighs. She wondered if he was getting any ideas.

Getting up, he announced that he had to see someone and that he would be back in a couple of hours.

"I won't be here," Sally blurted. "I have a date."

"Have fun," he said, and then he was out the door.

Cindy said, "Did I see a not-too-brotherly look tossed your way by Stan?"

"What do you mean by that?" Sally asked.

"Cut the bullshit, Sally. You know what I mean."

"It's a long story," Sally said, lying back on the couch.

Cindy was on the couch right beside her, pressing her naked thigh against Sally's.

"Then shorten it," she said. "Come on and tell me about it. Did you and Stan ever fuck?"

"No, not exactly," Sally said. "He ate me once. That's all."

Cindy's face lit up. "You mean that you let your brother suck your cunt? What else happened?"

"Listen, Cindy," Sally said, "I told you the truth. Stan ate me once. That's all that happened."

"Tell me about it. How did it happen?"

"Well, it happened about six years ago. I was nineteen at the time and Stan was eighteen. We were alone in the house and we started fooling around. You know, wrestling on the floor, that type of thing. I felt something hard pressing against my thigh and I knew that I had given Stan a hard-on. Well, I thought that it was kind of funny, getting my own brother hot. Well, we kept wrestling and, to tease him, I kept pressing myself against the bulge in his pants. I guess I went too far because he suddenly started taking all of my clothes off until I was lying naked on the floor. I remember how he started touching me all over until I was as excited as he was."

"Where did he touch you?" Cindy interrupted.

"You know, the usual places. He squeezed my boobs and then he went down to my cunt, sticking his fingers up my hole until the juice was pouring out of me. I thought that he was going to fuck me. Actually, I was so hot, I was hoping that he would fuck me. You don't know how good his cock would have felt then. At any rate, he just got down in front of me and started licking my pussy. Even then he was a good cunt-sucker. I don't remember how many times he made me come, but it was a hell of a lot. I'll tell you that much."

"He-he never got inside you, though?"

"No, I told you. All he ever did was eat me that once."

"Well, what happened after that?"

"Nothing. I just made him come."

"Did you use your mouth?"

"No, I just jacked him off with my hand until he came."

Looking at her watch, Sally jumped to her feet. "Jesus, I'd better get dressed. I have to be at Cora's in an hour."

Cindy helped her to dress, managing at the same time to squeeze her boobs a couple of times. When she was finally ready to go, Cindy gave her directions how to get to Cora's house; then Sally was off.

Cora's apartment was a huge building, complete with doorman and an elevator which jetted Sally up to the seventh floor. Soon she was sitting on a long, comfortable sofa with a cool drink in her hand on the far side of the room, there was a red brick fireplace. Above it was an oil painting of a nude. After a doubly-take, Sally realized the painting was of Cora.

Cora saw Sally looking at it and laughed.

"Do you like it?" she asked.

"Yes, I do," Sally said, "very much."

"It was done by a female, of course," Cora continued, "we had a very interesting relationship for a while."

Sally could just imagine. She noticed that Cora was wearing a pair of toreador pants that citing to the full curve of her ass and hips. On the top, she was wearing a red silk blouse that showed off her ample boobs thrusting through. She was also wearing a very heady perfume that assailed Sally's nostrils. It was the first time perfume had ever affected her sexually.

While Sally sat sipping her drink, Cora put an arm around her shoulders, resting a hand against the swell of Sally's breasts. Cora's fingers pressed lightly against the soft mound of flesh, making Sally's nipples tingle delightfully.

Although she was making small talk, Sally knew that all Cora was interested in was getting her into bed, and the sooner the better. Suddenly, Cora came on hot and heavy. Sally heard a zipper and the next thing she knew her dress was down around her waist. Taking Sally's glass, Cora placed it gently on the coffee table. Reaching behind Sal's back, Cora soon had Sal's bra unhooked and boobs exposed to her lust-filled eyes. Her eyes took in every inch of the soft, fleshy mounds, licking her lips in anticipation of what was yet to come. Her hands came up and cupped each breast, assaying the firm weight in the palm of each hand. Sally's nipples stiffened with excitement until they stuck out like hard little pebbles.