Janet McCoy - The secretary_s itch

"Mmmmmm…" She tried to break any. Then the sheer power of his passion took hold of her. She returned his kiss.

It felt good… wonderfully good to be held and kissed and loved like this. She needed to be loved so much!

"Oh, Johnny!" she breathed, when their lips finally parted. "Johnny…"

Again his lips closed over hers, but this time there was no pulling back. Not even when he forced his tongue up between her lips and began to explore her mouth.

"Mmmmmm," she moaned. She could feel the boy's cock pressing against her stomach through their clothes.

He was aroused! She excited him!

Rather than feeling intimidated by his response, Sue felt a warm glow of excitement tooting through her belly down to her loins, then up to her tits.

He wanted her! This handsome, young man wanted to make love to her. Of course, she couldn't do it. That would be wrong. But she could let him know she cared. She could give him some of the love that she needed to receive in return.

When their lips again parted, he held her close to his chest. She looked down at his saddle shoes. He's so young, she thought. So tender. He still knew how to respect women. She couldn't imagine Johnny sneaking into the store, room with that receptionist hussy!

"Oh, Sue," he breathed into her ear. "I've wanted to hold you like this for such a long time. You're so beautiful… the best-looking girl in town!"

The compliment had the desired effect. Sue raised her face for another kiss. This time her ardor rivaled his! Her tongue shot deep into his mouth.

He likes me! He likes me!

His youth, his open trusting face and boyish grin reminded Sue of the beauty and innocence of first love. She felt a need to retreat to that kind of open, honest affection. Only recently had she realized how much the adult world of love and sexuality frightened and confused her.

"Let's go sit in the lounge for a while and talk," John suggested. He could feel his cock pulsing hotly inside his pants. His excitement was almost more than he could bear. Whatever the risks, he wanted to push this thing with the head typist as far as it would go! He wanted to fuck her! He wanted to fill her full of thick white cum!

"Okay, Johnny," Sue replied weakly. She wanted to yield to his manliness. His still innocent maleness. She wanted to be led, to be protected, to be loved… for just a little while.

Sue felt intuitively that Johnny was the kind of boy who would appreciate her for what she was. He would be gentle with her. He wouldn't ask her to give more than she was able.

He led her to the overstuffed sofa and sat down beside her. He put an arm around her and kissed her again. His free hand began to explore the buttons of her blouse. He unfastened them all. Working the clasp of her bra open was more difficult, but he managed it at last. He slid his hand under her bra and clasped the up soft globe of a breast.

"Mmmmmm," he sighed into her mouth.

"Aanaaahhh," Sue groaned. His hand on her breast felt so soft, so gentle. She could tell he needed her… needed to feel the comfort of her breast. And she wanted to give it to him. So much!

She didn't resist when he pushed her bra up over her tits. His hand began to roam freely over first one rounded orb and then the other. His caresses excited her nipples to firm rubbery hardness. Darts of pleasure soared through her body. She could feel her clitoris starting to throb expectantly inside her panties.

"Oh, Johnny, it's wonderful," she sighed. Her voice was thick with alcohol and lust. "Your hand feels so nice on my breasts. You're so gentle, Johnny!"

"Oh Sue," the boy groaned. "You feel so good. You're such a wonderful person, Sue." The pressure in John's cock was agonizing. He would have loved to stuff her with his prick right then, but he restrained himself. The teen-ager had enough experience with women to know when he had to go easy with one. Get her good and hot first, to the point where she could no longer resist him, even if she wanted to.

"Johnny," Sue moaned drunkenly. "You're so much nicer than most boys, you know? You really know how to treat a lady."

"Thanks, Sue," he replied. "I'm glad you like me."

Jeez, what tits! Christ, he had to get one of those sweet nipples in his mouth!

He pushed her gently back on the couch, so she was almost lying stretched out hill length, though her feet still touched the floor. He lowered his head to the taut nub of one swollen nipple and enclosed it with his mouth.

"Oooooohhh…" Sue mewled. "Oh Johnny that feels so good."

The young brunette was reveling in the perverse feelings she was experiencing. She had always thought of the office boy as such a child, compared to herself. Now she was responding to the man in him. Yet, at the same time, enjoying his mouth on her breast. It was as if he were her child, and she was nurturing him.

"Hhhnmm…" he groaned around the nipple in his mouth. It was like a dream come true for young John. Often, as he had admired the head typist from afar, John had dreamed that he would one day get to suck her tit.

And he had thought this was going to be a boring day!

Sue let herself relax completely. Her head foil back against the couch arm. Her eyes closed. She concentrated on the tingling sensations shooting from the breast he was sucking down to her wet pussy. She was almost embarrassed to realize how wet the crotch of her panties had become.

What he was doing to her felt so good!

"Aaaaahh… oooohhhh…" she moaned as the boy's mouth moved back and forth between her full heaving breasts. He was caressing tern with his hands while he kissed them and sucked the nipples. The sensations were making her weak with erotic hunger.

"Ooohh, Sue…" John was dying to reach down and caress the older woman's pussy. But he didn't dare. Not yet. It would kill him if she made him stop now.

"Ohhhh, darling!" The brunette stroked the boy's hair as he buried his head eagerly in the lush mounds of her breasts. It was like a dream come true for the lonely typist, to have a male make love to her this gently, this lovingly.

She was so grateful! She wanted to do something nice for this lovely boy!

Suddenly she was seized with an inspiration!

It was daring! It was lewd!

But she wanted to do it… for Johnny!

Carefully, she pushed him away from her. He started to resist, but she soothed him with muttered endearments. She wasn't going to leave him, she said. But she wanted to do something for him. She wanted to make him feel good.

Curious as to the woman's intentions, John let himself be pushed back off the brunette's body. He didn't protest when she forced him down so be was now lying stretched out on his back on the sofa. His mind struggled excitedly with ideas of what she might have in mind.

His fondest prayers were answered when she started to grapple with the fly of his jeans. She reached inside and pulled out the thick pounding shaft of his erect cock.

"Ooooohh, Johnny-y-y!" she exclaimed.

He looked up at her admiring stare and back down at his blood-swollen cock. He was pleased – proud as punch – that she was so obviously impressed by its girth.

"You like me?" he asked her excitedly.

"Yesss… oh, Johnny; you're lovely." She reached out with the caution of a tourist in the zoo offering her hand to a tiger. She stroked the bulbous head of his cock with timid reverence.

"Oooohh, feels good, Sue," he told her.

"It's such a wonderful cock, Johnny… soooo big."

Suddenly, without warning, she lowered her head to his cock-tip and extended her tongue. She licked hungrily at the little slit in the end of his prick.

"Aaaaaiiieeeeee!" the boy wailed. Although he had fucked several women in his time, he had never had one suck his cock. It was something he had decided that nice girls didn't do.