Scott Sellers - The willing secretary

"Oh, yes we can," Caroline said, leering. "And we're going to do it good, too!"

Despite the fact that she could not escape, Becky felt a strange sexy flow of expectation pass through her cunt. Somehow, struggling fiercely seemed to stimulate this hot new feeling! Becky strained harder, feeling her cunt grow soft and wet and juicy.

Caroline slipped her belt out of her skirt and gently slapped the leather strip against the palm of her hand. "Hold her over your knee, Cathy. And stick her precious little ass up in the air for me!"

Dropping to the floor, and bringing Becky down with her, Cathy stretched the young secretary across her pudgy thighs. Becky's wide white ass bobbed and weaved helplessly – a delicious target for Caroline's vicious belt.

Becky struggled with ill her strength. But it was no use fighting against Cathy's relentless grip. The big woman's bulky tits rested on Becky's squirming back, her giant nipples growing harder and harder.

Trapped in Cathy's grip, Becky felt her energy ebbing. Her wriggling became less intense and she was just about to give up when Caroline struck her full-force in the ass with a stroke of her wide belt. Becky squirmed, sobbing now, her body racked with intense bolts of fiery pain. Again and again, Caroline reared back and whipped the belt across Becky's raw asscheeks. Becky fought to free herself, but Cathy's hold on her only grew tighter.

Through the waves of pain that threatened to make her black out, Becky caught an overpowering whiff of pussy-juice. The more Becky struggled, the more she perspired. And her sweat mingled with Cathy's sweat and their flowing cunt-sauces. Combined with the violent pain, these odors stirred more strange desires within Becky. She found herself rubbing her wet pussy across Cathy's wide thighs in rhythm to Caroline's subsiding belt strokes.

Becky felt itchy thrills flowing through her sopping cunt. They grew stronger and stronger, threatening to build into another shattering climax. Despite these overpowering sensations, Becky thought how strange this was. It had all happened so quickly, without warning or reason.

Caroline was moaning, her little body shivering with sensual, exertion. And Cathy's arms and sweaty legs were holding Becky captive. It seemed so ridiculous to Becky. But as the feelings multiplied in her sensitive cunt, she knew there could be nothing ridiculous about feeling pleasure. She didn't care how odd this scene seemed – now she just wanted more! Her cunt was fairly screaming far satisfaction!

Caroline worked herself up into a lather and was now fingering her wet pussy under her skirt. The belt came down softer and softer across Becky's wounded asscheeks, until Caroline dropped the whip altogether.

Becky realized that this little display had done nothing less than stir up her urges to a fever pitch. The fucking and sucking she had received at the hands of Eric and Paul was only a prelude to this even greater and totally overwhelming experience. She began moaning and bucking her ass back and forth, rubbing her dripping pussy against Cathy.

Cathy got the message and thrust her fingers into Becky's clenching cunt. Back and forth the big woman sloshed her fingers inside Becky. Her hand worked faster and was harder than even Eric's pumping prick!

The little lady lawyer yanked off her clothes and fell down beside her finger-fucking friend.

"She owes you one!" Caroline moaned. "Make her suck your big pussy!"

Cathy was way ahead of her, having leaned back flat onto the carpet, pulling and then pushing Becky's face between her legs. The smell of the big girl's seething pussy-sauces served to keep Becky's cunt itching with a terrible need. Hunching her cunt up and down on the carpet, Becky dove headfirst into Cathy's soaked pussy. Becky's talent for cocksucking was not wasted on Cathy's huge wet cunt. Becky lapped furiously at the girl's erect clit, while Cathy moaned and bellowed.

"Ahhh! Yeah, suck on it! Suck all of it! Ohhhhh!"

Becky slurped and slid her lips along each of Cathy's drenched pussy-flaps before thrusting her tongue full-force into Cathy's cavernous pussy channel. With one hand, Becky worked a slippery finger into the puckered button of Cathy's asshole. In and out, faster and faster, Becky worked her tongue and finger in a smooth, forceful fucking rhythm.

At the same time, little Caroline hefted one of Cathy's enormous tits and began sucking on her hard brown nipple. She sucked and sucked, kneeling next to Cathy's bucking, humping body. The big woman's asscheeks smashed into the carpet while Becky struggled to keep her mouth attached to her big wet cunt.

Becky was beyond thought now. She had given in completely to her passions. It was as if the pervading itch in her cunt had taken control of her body. Her sole purpose in life seemed to be nothing more than giving and having orgasms! She sucked and slurped on Cathy's cunt with every fiber of her being.

Cathy moaned like there was no tomorrow, and Becky ate her pussy all the harder, matching Cathy's increasingly desperate wails with increasingly fiercer tongue-fucking.

Cathy's long hair stuck to her chest, curling in wet spirals around her smooth, jiggling tits. Caroline pushed her wet hair aside and moved atop her hefty friend, mashing her little tits into Cathy's generous nipples. Caroline lifted her skinny leg over Becky's jerking, heaving head and rested her wet pussy atop Cathy's. Their hot pussy-mounds stuck together. Their scratchy pubic bushes fused and crackled. Their two cunts seemed to be glued together into one long delicious slash of wet pussy.

The sight of the two cunts drove Becky wild. All she wanted to do was lick them savagely until they gushed with pussy-cum. Becky felt as if she were one huge tongue – hot and steaming – designed only to make Cathy and Caroline shriek with ecstasy.

Becky pushed Cathy's quivering legs a bit farther apart. Then she placed both hands in front of her so she could get enough leverage to slide her face along the tandem cunts. The fat blade of her tongue moved up and down, thrilling two throbbing clits at once.

"Aaaggghhh! Ohhhhh!"

"Yaaaaiiieeeee!"

Cathy and Caroline moaned together, their cries mingling in one loud eruption of bliss. Their hips bucked and their pussies slapped together, but Becky drove her face and tongue with more and more intensity against their sopping cunts. Sweat and saliva and salty-sweat pussy-sauces washed over Becky's whole face until it looked like she was caught in a rainstorm of cunt-juice. Her hair was wet and stuck to her cheeks and forehead. And her ass still stung with the exquisite after-effects of the belt lashes.

"Yeah, you little bitch! I'm coming! Yeah! Aaaahhhhh!"

The two pussies were hunching uncontrollably, firmly gripped in the throes of a massive orgasm. The two pairs of stuck-together hips spasmed and jerked while Cathy and Caroline wailed with sweet release.

After what seemed an eternity, their thrashing subsided until they fell exhausted into one another's arms.

Becky's neck ached from the constant up and down motion. She sank down cheek-first into a thick creamy pool of cunt-juices and closed her eyes, listening to the soft sounds of the two women murmuring. She felt good – like she had after getting Eric and Paul off. But getting someone else off was one thing. She felt calm after the cunt-sucking workout was over – but she still felt incomplete. As she lay there gathering her strength, an irresistible need was gathering in her cunt.

Sometimes she wondered if she would ever be satisfied!

After she was sufficiently rested, little Caroline managed to stand up. Taking stock of the situation, the lady lawyer reverted back to her normal self. Nudging Becky in the shoulder with her foot, she demanded, "Now, what was it you wanted, you little tramp?"