Robert Vickers - Easy office girl

When he found her erect clit, he paused for a few seconds of erotic diddling. She felt the jab of carnal electricity jolt into her belly. It was as if he'd stabbed her with an icicle – an icicle bath intensely cold and burning hot at the same time.

She felt his finger loop around her go-button. The little spire of erectile tissue shivered with delight. When he slowly stroked up the pillar of her sensitive flesh, her entire body was filled to overflowing with the most delightful sensations ever.

It was a constant struggle for her not to sob and cry and beg him for his cock. She was almost at the point of incoherency now. It was driving her mad with lust. She had to have his mighty cock battering into her juicy twat. She had to have it.

Now.

She couldn't wait.

Feeling the hairy thigh pressed into her smooth-skinned ass, she began working her hips in a slow circular motion designed to entice him to stick it to her. Her sensuous movement rubbed against his rigid cock. It affected him more than she would have thought.

He felt his balls collapse into tight little spheres loaded with heavy jism. He knew he was going to explode like a firecracker if he didn't get in her and start fucking.

Having her hot, clutching cunt all around his cock was what he needed now. There was no way he could continue fooling around with her. She was ready for him. He was ready for her.

What more could either of them want!

"Here it comes, babe!"

He let her reach back and clutch at his rod. The feel of her finger around his cock almost brought him off. She pulled hard toward her cunt. He pressed forward enough to get the plum-tipped end of his cock in her pussy lips.

The heat boiling out of her insides never failed to amaze him. She was about the hottest bitch he could ever remember fucking. He loved the way her ass seemed to be fitted to his groin. Her curves perfectly fit his loins like two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.

Most of all he liked the tight cunt.

He shoved all the way up her twat. One second, his cock was out in the cool air of the studio. The next he was buried balls deep in the tightest cunt ever. The sudden penetration took his breath away. He grunted once and then simply reveled in the sensation of fucking this lovely girl, this innocent, naive girl with the virgin-tight cunt and the morals of a slut.

If he was affected by having his dick entirely sheathed in hot female flesh, Cheryl was even more turned on. Once he had drilled into her cunt, she could feel his cock dancing round inside her. The broad arrowhead of his cock spread her tight quim to the breaking point. She was sure he would rip her apart all the way to the chin with his sudden entry.

But it felt so damned good having his cock in her. She tensed her stomach muscles and lovingly squeezed down on his cock. He grunted. She smiled a little and began to really give him the works. Her ass began to twitch around. The result was a stirring motion in her guts. His cock was the stirring rod and her cunt was the pot.

And she knew exactly how to keep him trapped deep up inside her where she got the maximum stimulation.

His cock had pushed in the tender lips of her pussy. The pulsating dong worked around and fully stimulated them every time she made a complete circle with her ass. But the way her pussy walls seemed to grip his flesh, to mold into a glove-tight fit, was the real excitement for the girl.

She could feel his cock as it tried to pull out. It strained. It seemed reluctant to leave the hot furnace into which it had been shoved. But it was impatient. It wanted to be driving back and forth in this well-greased channel, fucking her, giving her even more pleasure than it was giving her now.

Relaxing her muscles, she let the prick back out of her pussy. The wet, sloppy noise when the cock broke the vacuum formed inside her body was so obscene, it made her cunt water even more. When she felt only the glans of his mighty bludgeon of a prick inside her, she moaned out, "Fuck me, dammit! Fuck hard!"

He did his best.

She was suddenly filled with his pecker again. The impact of his body against her upturned ass almost knocked her flat on the desk. She had to brace herself for his frantic fucking. He wasn't fooling around now. He was giving her all he could, as fast as he could deliver it.

And she loved it.

She loved the way his cock seemed to burn the walls of her pussy. The friction of his plunging cock against her youthful cunt filled her guts with a heat that turned to fire. And the fire blazed up as he continued pistoning back and forth.

The fierce movements of his body into hers threatened to consume her with carnal fire. Her guts were filled with cock and fire and delight. She wanted more. She was a greedy, wanton bitch. She wanted even more cock.

"More! Damn you, ohh, ummm, yess, more! More!"

He stroked harder. Every thrust took him balls deep into her cunt. He felt his tight sac smashing into her pussy mound. The sweat-soaked pubic hair tickled and stimulated him to fuck even faster. The smooth feel of her ass against his belly was an erotic turn-on. He fucked faster. The feel of her nipples turning into granite-hard spires of lust aroused him. It hardly seemed possible, but he lunged even harder into her. The pleasure-center of her clitoris quivered with her desire. This drove him on even faster, even harder, even deeper into her cunt.

He was like a speeding locomotive. He pumped fiercely into her cunt. His body was covered with sweat. The blood pounded hard in his temples. All he could hear was the rushing blood that sounded like the ocean's surf. And the heat from the friction of his cock against her impossibly tight cunt walls slowly burned back to his balls.

The fuse was his prick. The powder keg was his balls. When the heat reached the lead-heavy load trapped in his nuts, he erupted like a volcano. Fucking as hard as he could, he spurted out one gout of cum after another into her greedy little hole.

Her cunt convulsed around his driving rod. She milked him of every drop of his cum with her on climax. She had been given so much pleasure there was only one thing left for her: orgasm. She came, hard. Her entire body was locked in the fierce grip of orgasm for over two minutes.

She barely came down from her sexual sigh when she was shot back into space by the hard-fucking cock reaming her out. He kept fucking her until his cock limply dribbled out of her cunt.

Cheryl seemed drained, exhausted. This was the best performance Dave had ever put on. She'd really gotten off on the fucking in a big way.

"Thanks, Dave. You were great. If there were a sex olympics, you'd sure have a place on the team."

"Maybe I just do better when I have a nice, tight cunt to fuck. Or when I have a…" He started to mention the camera when he heard a door slam in the distance. The watchman was making his rounds.

"My God!" said Cheryl, scrambling out from under him. "Let's get out of here before we get caught! Turn off the lights or something so I can get dressed!"

"What about me!" Dave was already pulling on his pants. His jockey shorts just got crammed in his pocket. He didn't have time for them. Somehow, he managed to turn off the equipment and get dressed at the same time.

When the guard came by, both were sitting on the desk looking sweaty and harassed. But both conditions were normal for a crew working late.

"You two still at it?" the guard asked. "I'd've thought you would have left hours ago."

"We had a hard assignment to work on," said Cheryl.

"Yeah, we had to get it worked up tonight." Dave looked at her knowingly. She winked slyly.

"Don't work too hard. Hear it's not good for you. Take a little time to relax, you know?" The guard wandered off.

"Whew," Cheryl breathed, "that was close. And I like having you close, not some rent-a-cop. What say we go over to my apartment and get real close – again?"