Robert Vickers: Easy office girl

She had to be fucked.

Nothing less would do.

And she wanted – demanded – it now!

He began the slow pressure that would force open the greedy little anal sphincter muscle. Knowing he couldn't pass that guardian of her rear gate without a little coaxing, he moved with caution. The cunt juice on his cock helped.

The head of his cock slipped easily past her asshole. The puckered ring of muscle firmly clamped down around his glans after he had gotten into her rectum. He gasped in reaction. This was so much tighter and hotter than he had thought, he started worrying that his cock might get burned off.

He shoved another inch up her ass. She began wiggling her ass around to suck him even further up her rear. It worked. He drove in another inch, then still another until he was completely buried up her asshole.

The heavy slabs of ass cheek pressed in at him from both sides. He felt her smooth skin rubbing against the hair of his stomach. His thighs pressed firmly into the girl's. But most of all her asshole clamped down with the pressure of a vise on his cock. He was sure he would get his cock cut off leaving it inside her very long.

When he tried pulling out, he quickly found she was reluctant to let him go. The vacuum formed inside her shit chute was even more intense than that generated in her pussy. He pulled harder. He was positive all his guts would be pulled out the end of his cock.

She slowly let him pull back. When his retreat was almost complete, only the glans remaining inside the ring of her asshole, she moaned out, "In! Fuck me hard!"

He slammed forward at her command. He found himself surging up the tightest passage he had ever found. The internal heat from her guts seared him. He was surrounded by clutching flesh, burned by her fierce lust, pulled all the way up into her guts by her well-trained muscles.

He was in a sexual paradise.

"Fuck me, damn you, fuck meeee!"

He had started to drift, to enjoy the erotic sensations assaulting him. There was more to do. He could stir both their passions to the bursting point. That seemed to him to be the most important thing he could do at the moment.

He pulled out and then slammed home again. He was so completely engrossed in the sensations sailing into his body, he couldn't keep his balance very well. When he started to totter, he reached out and gripped a double handful of ass flesh.

The warm meat seemed to pulse under his grip. The white flesh was thinly veined with blue. But, as much as it looked like marble, no cold stone was ever this alive and vibrant. He knew without a doubt that he held onto one of the most desirable women he had ever seen.

She was young, trim and lovely. Her tits were heaving up and down with the excitement of having his dick shoved up her ass. Her hair was tossed around in a wild cascade of black.

She was excited by his prick, by his fucking. He knew it. He could feel her body responding to him.

He crammed himself into her asshole even harder, even faster.

Cheryl was momentarily shocked by the sudden change in tempo. She knew he was aroused, but the flurry of rapid strokes caught her by surprise. She wasn't braced. As she fell forward, he held her upright with the grip on her butt. His fingers cruelly cut into her soft flesh. Red streaks were left wherever his fingers touched her skin.

Oddly, this stimulated her to a fever pitch that she had missed. The pain in her rear end made the pleasure he was giving her asshole all the more apparent. There was a sharp contrast. She was able to compare the two.

The pain actually heightened her senses, made her more aware of what was happening to her.

She cried out, "Faster! More! I need you cum the waaaaay up my poor little ass!"

He tried to obey her command far more cock. He felt the control he had fought to maintain in his body slip away as passion fully gripped him. His hips began to move of their own accord. He was no longer in control of even the simplest of his bodily functions.

His hips began pistoning in and out of the girl's body. There was a wet noise every time his groin collided with her ass. Although they fit together like two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, the sweat formed a little vacuum seal. When he broke it, there was a lewd, obscenely popping noise.

But he didn't care. All that mattered was the heat radiating from her well-fucked ass and into his cock.

"God, Cheryl, so tiiiight!"

"Keep on! Keep going!"

He wasn't in control any longer. There was no way he could maintain the slow, rhythmic fucking he had wanted. His cock surged into her vise-grip asshole. The powerful little circular muscle made a special attempt to completely cut off all the circulation in his dick. It clamped down so tight on him he was sure he would lose all feeling in his cock.

He was wrong.

If anything, he was better able to feel the blood pounding into his cock. It heightened his senses, made him even more aware of how huge his prick had grown. He could feel the arrowhead of his glans scraping the sides of the girl's rectum. It built up the friction to the point where he was certain his cock would begin to melt, if not actually char and burn off to a nubbin.

He gritted his teeth and kept going. It was such sweet torture. He wasn't certain how much longer he could keep this up. Maybe not long. But he was sure he wanted to revel in the feelings surging into his body, causing his balls to chum with joy, as long as possible. He was going to remember this fuck for a long time.

The girl's body was slower in responding, but respond it did. She felt herself growing increasingly hot. It wasn't possible for her to stay calm and cool and collected. Not with that fat dick reaming her ass out like it was. She was taking it all the way up her shit-chute. It jolted her spine every time he slammed into her body.

It was going to set off her climax at any second. When she was shoved forward across the desk by the impact of a really hard fucking, her tits were stimulated by her blouse. The turgid little pebbles were bent and pulled out of shape for an instant. That, along with the cock up her ass, set off the organ.

She shrieked and cried and began to wiggle her ass in wild abandon. She had to take even more up her rear. Circular motion, straight back, it didn't matter to her as long as she got that extra inch up her bowels. She wanted him drilling as far into her guts as he could reach. That hot cock was exactly what she wanted. It was what she had come to get. And get it she would!

When she came, the only thing she could feel was the trickle of cunt juice down the inside of her leg. She thought it was bizarre. Her body was racked with all the familiar passions, but all she could think about was the oily dribble of cunt juice down her leg.

Murray couldn't hold back the fiery tide of his an any longer. His balls were actually hurting with their need to explode. The steam built up in his balls. When it erupted there was only one place for it to go.

It hurled down his tube and out the tiny hole at the end of his fuck slick.

Jerking, bouncing, dancing around inside the girl's hole, he gave her the sexiest enema ever.

The heat seemed to evaporate his jism as soon as it left his cock. He spurted out more. The tightness seemed to milk him. He forced even more cum out of his prick.

Finally, there was nothing left in his body. He was exhausted from the effort. He was sweaty, tired to the bone. And his hard-on had vanished like an ice-cream cone in the hot sun. It had simply melted away, leaving only a limp, sticky rod behind.

Murray gasped in some air and then told Cheryl, "I don't think there'll be much problem with you getting Dave's job. You just showed me how willing you are to cooperate with, uh, management. I think you should be given a chance to prove yourself – in other ways. Know what I mean?"