Ken Preston: Hot secretary

I moaned with pleasure as his hot mouth pressed against my wet panty, nuzzling into me and making my pussy twitch with anticipation of his tongue licking my clit. His hands slid under the edge of the cotton and cupped my hot asscheeks.

"Ohhhhh," I moaned softly. "Your hands are so strong and warm on my ass. Slip your finger between my buns. Press harder. Push your finger in my asshole. I'm so fucking hot to get going, I can't wait!"

His trembling finger pushed my panty crotch aside, and my wet cunt was completely exposed to his hot gaze.

"Damn. What a beautiful cunt!" he breathed. "Pink. Tight. I can see your clit standing up."

I reached down and ran my finger along my wet slit. "It wants to be kissed," I panted. "Suck on me. Suck on my hot clitty, please, please. I've been dreaming about this moment all morning."

My cunt was flaming hot and itchy. I knew I was behaving like a whore, but I didn't care. I grabbed his head and pulled his face tight against my cunt, urging him to kiss and suck it. He spread my legs wide, lifting my knees. My hips were moving like he was already in me, fucking me with his long dick.

"You have the prettiest pussy I have ever had on this couch," he breathed. "It makes my receptionist's cunt look like she's a bitchy, dried up old maid. I'm really going to enjoy fucking you."

"Do it," I told him boldly. "I want you to screw me with that hard cock."

I squeezed my hand around his thick, pulsating rod. God, that thing was so long and thick it was going to tear me in half! I was torn between fear of him hurting me and excitement at the thought of taking his huge dork up my tunnel. His hand closed on the elastic band of my panties and ripped them off. He pushed me roughly to the center of the couch and brought the bulbous head of his hard prick against my wet fuck hole.

"Now you are going to get it," he muttered. He moved into me, his arms sliding under my hot body and holding me close to him as his stiff cock worked into my twitching hole.

It hurt, but not as much as I had thought it would. I wiggled my ass and thrust up against his hardness. My back arched with tension, lifting his strong body up as my hips fed his cock into my aching hole, deeper and deeper. I shuddered, then locked my ankles over his back. My heels dug into him. His cock felt like an immense steel rod buried in my stomach.

"Fuck my hole, damn it! Get it going," I rasped at him. My mouth had gone dry. My nails ripped at his back as he stroked into me, brutally. His big, thick cockhead stretched my hot pussy lips every time he slammed his prick into me. I felt like it was coming clear up through me into my mouth! I could almost taste the salty flavor of his meat.

The excitement in my belly turned into a red-hot flame. I grew tense. My thighs quivered. My ass met every stroke of his hard, thrusting rhythm. "Yes," I cried. "Oh yessss! Give it to me!"

"God, you are one hot bitch," he groaned. "A Goddamn hot fucking bitch!"

My cunt walls closed on him, gripping him hard, dragging his juice out of his stiff rod. His cock made lewd squishing noises as it churned furiously in my hot pussy hole. He pulled back and stared down at my soaked mound and cunt lips stretched wide by his thick, pulsating hardness reaming into me, driving clear to the bottom of my moist, clinging passage. He got a firm grip on my hips and pressed my ass down into the couch. His cock rammed in and out of me, faster and faster. His hands slid up my sweat-soaked body to grab me around my waist. He lifted himself up on his knees and slammed his heavy, wet balls against my hot flesh. My hand closed around his cock, jacking him off in my cunthole, raking up and down his hard shaft and jerking him out to rub his cockhead furiously around and around on my screaming clit. I rammed him back in me again and then whipped him out while he held himself high over me and watched my hands beating his meat, turning his heavy cock redder than fire.

He fell beside me, staring at my fingers gripping his meat, pounding up and down on him. My other hand flew down to my cunt, tearing it open, fingerfucking my burning hole. I lost all control. I wanted to come any way I could. His head turned and his mouth closed over my bouncing tit. He sucked madly on my nipple, thrusting his cock through my fist, tightening his muscles like crazy, going for his climax.

I rolled over on him and sat down hard. His cock bent and then snapped straight into me, spearing into my cunt to the very bottom. My hips ground down on him, moving in wider and wider circles, pressing tightly against the base of his rod.

Suddenly, his head went back as his back arched up in a great curve. His sperm shot into my clasping cunt like lava gushing out of a volcano. Over and over again he squirted, flooding my cunt with jism that ran out all over his hairy balls.

A hot singe of electric current-like feeling shot up my spine. My hands gripped his shoulders. My eyes shut tightly as my orgasm ripped through me.

"Jesus Christ! You make me come so hard it's killing me!" I gasped. "I can't stop coming. Corning! Coming!"

I screamed and beat on his chest with clenched fists, my cunt raking up and down on his hard cock as cramping spasms made me fall heavily on his sweating body.

I lay on him for the longest time, sucking in great gulps of air while the office seemed to tilt and whirl around me. My cunt kept squeezing, milking his softening cock until, with a final twitch, he slipped out. He slipped out from under me, got to his feet and stood looking down at me, shaking his head to clear his foggy brain.

"That was the wildest fuck I've had in months! I knew you would be a hot cunt when I saw you fingering your snatch out in your car, but I never dreamed you'd get me going like you did."

I stretched luxuriously. My hand brushed over his slippery cock. "Like to go again?" I asked him. "I'm still hot!"

I looked down at his flaming red pecker and shook his head. "I'm going to have to service that hot bitch receptionist of mine before too long. I have no doubt she's been listening to us fuck. When you go, she will be in here begging me to diddle her box. Give me a rain check."

I pouted but let him pull me to my feet and help me into my skirt and sweater. I left my torn panties on the floor just to make his office girl even madder at me. Thinking about how she'd blow her stack made me feel better about not getting any more cock right away. But I intended to get screwed again tomorrow, right there on his soft couch!

I turned the key and hoped my tired old Pinto would fire up. It didn't even cough! Was I going to be stuck in the dumb parking lot all afternoon? I wanted to get home and under a cool shower. The hot scent of my cunt drifted up to me as I sat there fuming, wondering what the heck to do. The huge load of cum I had taken was dribbling out of my pussy and trickling down my legs. It felt icky. I searched for a Kleenex in my purse and wiped my hot cunt.

"Got troubles?" I heard a soft feminine voice asking.

I glanced up to see two pretty blue eyes twinkling, watching me pat my snatch with the paper. I blushed red as a sunset.

"I'm Jane Morgan," the pretty redhead smiled at me.

"Judy Brooks," I introduced myself, tugging my skirt down. "Uh… my car won't start."

"But you run pretty good! I saw you coming out of that horny administrator's office. And now I spot you wiping your wet cunt. What do you think that tells me?"

"O.K.," I laughed. "Jealous? He screws pretty good."

She smiled and patted my arm. "Not half as good as my boyfriend, I'll bet. Come on with me, over to the blue van by the gate. We'll take you home, if you like."

I gladly hopped out and followed her over to a big blue truck with a wild painting of a full bosomed woman on the side. Her guy was good looking, very warm and friendly. Jane and I sat in the back while he wheeled out of the lot.