Scott Sellers - The willing secretary

Feeling as if she had just done something unspeakably terrible, Becky slinked backward, wishing she could just run out of the room. She backed into the thick drapes behind Eric's desk and wanted to hide herself in the dense fabric. A hot rush of humiliation flashed through her like a fever. But along with this sudden feeling of shame, those strange sexual yearnings returned. It was as if the humiliation triggered by the stained file folder also stirred up deeper more urgent feelings.

Despite the growing emotions flooding through her body, Becky tried to take stock of the situation, if only for a moment. Here, in this very office, she had earlier received a tremendous orgasm while satisfying both Eric and Paul – and losing her virginity in the process. And then she had been forced to eat out two seemingly insatiable women – at the same time. All the while, it seemed as if a surging, expanding need had been consistently growing within her – a need that, as yet, had not been satisfied. Somehow, it didn't seem fair.

Along with these emotions, Becky also noticed that her ass was beginning to throb painfully, also. Reaching behind, she tenderly patted her asscheeks, sending shivers of pain up and down her legs and through her hips.

But the pain quickly became secondary to the discomfort she felt upon noticing the three men staring at her. Glancing down, she saw that her blouse was torn and some of the buttons were missing. And her skirt was splotched with blobs of cunt-juice. She wanted to wail and shriek and run away forever. How could this be happening to her? It was only her first day on the job and already she had made a complete fool of herself. She felt she would never get out of this spot and would be trapped for eternity – endlessly suffering this unbearable humiliation over and over and over.

Becky was relieved that Paul sensed her uneasiness. He moved toward her. He placed one of his thick muscular arms around her shoulders and gently squeezed her. But touching her was nothing less than electric. She felt as if she had just plugged herself into a sexual wall socket. Jolts of raw energy seemed to shoot through her – right into her throbbing clit. She saw Paul's big cock jump straight upright in his pants, forcing him to bend over awkwardly and fumble his throbbing prick free of the tangle of his undershorts.

As Becky watched Paul toying with his cock, her once seemingly unbearable predicament passed momentarily. All she could think about now was that only an hour ago she had all of Paul's giant pulsating cock in her mouth, sucking eagerly on it while he moaned and groaned for all he was worth. This memory forced her to begin craving more of that same action – for it seemed that nothing less would satisfy her hungry cunt.

A little voice from deep in the recesses of her confused mind urged her to give in. The voice grew louder and louder until it was transformed into an aching, itching throb that pulsated freely from the depths of her cunt, spreading throughout her hot loins. She wanted to come! She wanted to fuck!

Becky saw that Eric and Ed were staring at her. Ed wheezed into his highball glass while Eric lifted the sopping file folder to his nose and breathed deeply. The heady mixture of three different blends of cunt-juice seemed to be too much for the young lawyer. He slumped back into his plush chair as if in a faint. Ed breathed faster and faster, his bald head growing redder with excitement.

Becky thought that Ed looked about to shoot off in his pants. She felt sorry for him as he tried to restrain himself. From reading his file during her long lunch hour, Becky knew he had been married to Cathy for a long time. Becky figured that Ed was no longer turned on by his fat wife by the way he was staring at her with his mouth hanging wide-open. It must have been ages since he'd gotten his rocks off, she thought. She could tell that Ed now wanted nothing more than to fuck her silly. But somehow he managed to hold himself back.

"Ah, Eric? How do you think we're going to do in court tomorrow?" Ed asked, trying to change the subject, his deep voice quivering.

"Huh? What about tomorrow?" Eric replied, suddenly snapping out of his reverie. He shook his head, trying to free himself from the intoxicating power of the pussy-juice fumes that still wafted up strongly from the file folder.

"Tomorrow! In court!"

Ed's cock was growing with each heartbeat. Becky watched his bloated cockhead inching up along the inside of his zipper. She thought that he would shoot his wad at any moment.

Eric slapped the top of the file folder confidently. "No sweat," he said. "It's in the bag. This'll be the easiest divorce I ever handled."

Ed's eyelids fluttered blissfully. Becky was all too aware that her beautiful body and the aromatic cunt-smells were driving the big man slowly over the edge. She could tell that his cock was demanding to be released, pulsating against the crotch of his trousers as if it had a mind of its own.

Becky reached down and began stroking her puffed-up pussy-mound. The air seemed to be charged with steamy sex. For as Becky looked around she noticed that each of the three men was rubbing his crotch, grinding his thickening cock with the heel of his hand.

Ed nervously and irregularly stroked his bloated cock with one hand, while ice cubes clinked musically in the glass he clutched in his other unsteady hand.

Eric rocked back and forth in his chair, rubbing his thick cockmeat along the underside of his desk drawer.

Paul pulled Becky closer, rubbing his fat cock slowly, trying to rub it against her hip.

Despite the fact that Ed was a bit overweight, Becky decided that his was the biggest, fattest looking cock of the three. She felt her mouth watering as she imagined how thick and hard Ed's cock must be.

She was beyond reason now. Her whole being was guided by all-encompassing sexual need. The trivial occurrences of the day – her petty embarrassments and humiliations – disintegrated into so much dust. As she moved toward Ed, her pussy beginning to drip fresh hot cuntjuice, she knew that this was the way things should be. If only everyone could just forget all their stupid little problems and fuck – then there wouldn't be any problems.

She moved around the desk, taking off her clothes quickly. She heard Ed sigh dramatically as she slipped out of her sheer white panties. Her fluffy blonde cunt-bush glistened in the bright light streaming in through the window.

She laid her sopping nylon underthings on the edge of the desk. Eric reached over and grabbed them, knocking over his ashtray in the process. He pressed the wet panties into his face and breathed like he was taking his last breath. He inhaled so deeply and passionately that his teeth stood out in relief against the slick fabric.

Becky knelt down in front of Ed and licked her lips. He saw what was coming and quickly wriggled out of his suit jacket. He placed his sweaty hands on Becky's sleek tanned shoulders. He studied her ass as she gently swayed from side to side. He inhaled raggedly as she reached up to undo his belt buckle.

With a practiced tug, she yanked down his zipper and slid his trousers to his knees. Running her hands up the quivering sides of his big hairy thighs, Becky watched his enormous cock throb upward with each excited heartbeat.

She leaned forward and gently kissed one of his huge balls. She sucked it in all the way, licking in circles around his hot nut, and then his ball slipped out of her wet mouth with a loud pop.

"Aaaahhhhh! Do it, honey! Please!"

A big drop of pre-cum perched on the end of his cockhead. Becky leaned in and licked the salty drop off, savoring the taste, swirling her tongue around inside her mouth.

Forming her lips in a wide "O", Becky hovered over Ed's blue-red cockhead before inhaling his pricktip, putting her mouth just past the shiny rim of his knob. She blew little bursts of warm dry air across his dickhead, gently increasing the pressure with her encircling lips. Then she clasped Ed's cockhead as tight as she could with her experienced lips and twirled her tongue around it furiously. Reaching up, she clutching his tight ball-sac and slowly kneaded his fragile nuts. "Yeahhhh! Ohhhhh! Eat it, you sweet cunt!" Ed moaned deliriously.