Tom Allison: The secretary gets off

"I'm cumming now! Unhhhhh! Oh, shit, suck my pussy, suck my horny little pussy! I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg! I'm cuummmiiiinnnnggg!"

Becky's wet, hairy cunt exploded in orgasm, sucking around Diane's fingers, her clit pulsing and tingling with exquisite intensity between Diane's lips. Diane kept sucking and fingerfucking avidly, guiding the inexperienced teen through the full force of her orgasm.

Then, with the same suddenness she'd shown all along, Diane rose to her feet. Becky gasped in surprise as she felt herself being literally pulled off the couch, being forced to kneel submissively on the floor.

"Now you get to do me!" Diane hissed. "I'll bet you'll like the taste of pussy too!"

Becky just stayed on her knees, panting hard, red-faced as she felt overwhelmed with the shame of what she'd just done, what, in fact, she was still doing. Diane assumed the position that Becky had just been in, sprawling on the couch with her ass pushed to the edge of the cushion. Becky looked up in time to see Diane spread her legs wide apart, brazenly exposing her golden-haired pussy hole for Becky's inspection.

"Time to start sucking, honey!" Diane mewled. "Go ahead and put your lips on it! I know you'll love the way it tastes!"

Again, the confused, horny teenager did as she was told. Kneeling submissively before the older blonde, she hunched forward and buried her face between Diane's sleek legs.

Now Diane's cunt was right in front of her. It was very hairy, fringed densely with thick, fleecy, golden curls. The cunt was very wet too, the pouting lips swollen and glistening with the fuck oils that had oozed from the depths of the blonde's cunt.

Gosh, Becky thought; Diane's pussy sure did smell good! Dazedly the naked teenager pressed her mouth to Diane's fuck opening, thrusting her cunt into another woman's pussy for the very first time. Then she shut her eyes and submissively started licking and sucking, as she'd been told to do, rhythmically sluicing her tongue up and down between the fat, tingling folds of Diane's cunt slit.

"That's a good girl," Diane panted.

Diane wriggled her butt comfortably on the couch, shuddering as the heat built in her crotch.

"Keep sucking, Becky!" Diane spread her cunt lips with her fingers, exposing the glistening, pink interior of her pussy. "Get your tongue in there, just like I did for you!"

Becky felt ashamed to admit it, but the taste of Diane's wet pussy was making her very, very horny. She shut her eyes more tightly, as much to concentrate on the taste of Diane's pussy as to block out her shame and guilt. Then she started licking and sucking more exuberantly, sluicing her tongue up and down between the swollen folds of Diane's pussy, lapping up the pussy cream as it drooled from the depths of Diane's cunt.

"Suck my clit, honey!" Diane hissed. "Go ahead, you know you want to!"

Becky did as she was told, wrapping her lips firmly around the fat, throbbing clit nubbin. She puckered her cheeks around it, sucking gently but forcefully, gratified to feel Diane wriggling and bucking more eagerly beneath her.

"Gonna cum!" Diane rasped. "Unnggggh! Oh, fuck, you're a sweet little pussy licker, aren't you? Now pump your fingers in and out really hard, honey! Unh, unh, unh, make me cum!"

Becky pumped her fingers in and out as fast as she could, sucking eagerly on Diane's clit at the same time. Suddenly Diane clutched her head with both hands, fucking her buns frantically off the couch, thrusting her throbbing, juicing cunt hole on Becky's lips.

"Cumming!" Diane gasped. "Unngggggh! Oh, oh, lick my pussy! That's a good girl! Suck my cunt, suck my cunt! Cuuummmiiinnnggg!"

Diane's throbbing pussy juiced heavily as she orgasmed, the sticky slit spuming around Becky's fingers, the depths of her fuck hole oozing a heavy flow of cunt cream onto Becky's mouth. Becky groaned, licking, sucking and fingerfucking, guiding the older blonde through the fury of orgasm. At last she sat back on her heels, red-faced with shame, realizing that she was now willing to do whatever else Diane wanted.

But Diane was now apparently through with her.

"God, are you stupid," Diane said.

Becky gasped, looking up at the pixyish blonde in shock and anger. But Diane just giggled and rose to her feet.

"What-what'd you say that for?" Becky asked in spite of herself.

"Because you are," Diane shrugged. "Today you caught me having sex with your fiance. You came over to see me with the obvious intention of berating me for it, and it took me all of two minutes to get you eating out of the palm of my hand." Diane giggled. "Which means you're a dummy. You might as well face it. A busty bimbo with no brains."

"Why, you…" But Becky was so shocked and hurt that she couldn't make the words come out. "What an awful thing to…"

"I might as well just lay the whole thing on the line for you," Diane sighed. "Your little engagement to Mitch is done, darling. He doesn't want you anymore. He wants me instead. And would you like to know why?"

"Why, how-how dare you?" But by now Becky could already feel the tears beginning to flow.

"It's not because you're not pretty enough, God only knows. And it's not because you don't satisfy him sexually." Diane paused for emphasis. "It's because you're stupid!"

"I am not!"

"Yes, you are!" And now Diane actually looked vicious; "You're just a two bit grocery store clerk! The man you want to marry is an executive. Executives think about things. That means they're interested in women who can talk to them about the things they're interested in. Women like me! What they definitely do not want is busty sluts with nothing between the ears. Busty sluts are good for fuck ing, but not for marriage!"

"You! You awful…"

"Awful truth-teller, is all!" Diane smirked. "Now get dressed and get out. Frankly, I'm already bored with you."

"I-I guess it's just something I have to do, Mr. Nelson," said Becky, late the next afternoon. She and her boss were sitting alone in his office. "I mean, I can't just let someone steal my fiance from me without putting up a fight!"

"But if he cheated on you like that, he obviously wasn't worth having in the first place!"

Becky just sighed. After spending most of the night crying, she'd come to work and told her boss everything. Now the busty teen felt more determined than she'd ever felt about anything in hot young life.

"That's probably true," she admitted. "But I know I'm not stupid, and I can't stand the idea of him thinking I am. Or of Diane thinking I am either." Becky's big tits rose as she heaved another sigh. "So, I think the only thing for me to do is to get a job at Crenshaw Manufacturing and make them see for themselves that I can work just as well in an office as they can. And after that I'll feel good about telling Mitch to go fuck himself, if I really want to!"

"But what will you do?"

"I can be a secretary. I can type forty words per minute, anyhow. Besides, I think you can do anything you set your mind to doing, and I am absolutely positively determined to get a job in that place."

Nelson folded his arms behind his head and slumped wearily on the couch, realizing that he couldn't talk her out of it. Becky was sitting beside him.

"So you want to quit as soon as possible," he said. "As in, tomorrow. Right?"

"I'm afraid so, Mr. Nelson. I mean, I know I'll really be leaving you short-handed. But, well, that's why I wanted to tell you all the personal stuff about what happened between me and Mitch and that awful Diane. So you'd understand. At least a little bit."

"I understand, all right." The forty-four-year-old grocery owner slumped lower still, as if considering the weeks of hard work that would lie ahead before he found a replacement. Then he held up his hands resignedly.