John Kellerman - The naughty virgin

"Sure. I've heard anyway."

"Well after this… this thing has been running inside me for a few minutes, I actually want to suck him. It's kinda funny cause I never liked cum in my mouth before. But I get so hot and his cock is so slick going between my lips that I really get into it. If you know what I mean."

"I guess so." Rebecca was blushing violently. She felt sweaty and nervous and wanted to run from the office and forget all about Nate and Tammy and this strange mechanical device. But she wanted to stay too. She was trying to imagine poor Tammy trying to do her job with that thing strapped to her body, that long, firm-looking cock thrust deep into her young vagina.

"…yeah, Nate is using this radio-control thing to turn me off and on while I'm sucking, see. And when I really get hot and my tongue is…" Tammy grinned, realizing she was getting a little too graphic with her description. "Anyway, I guess I kind of forget what I'm doing with that thing buzzing and humming inside me anti Nate lets me bring him right up to the point of shooting his wad and then he turns this thing down." Tammy circled the dildo's glans with her thumb and finger and squeezed.

"I never guessed he was so perverse," Rebecca gasped.

"…and he keeps doing this until he's about to explode. I can feel how big he is inside my mouth. He pulses and throbs and groans something awful. Then he turns up this rubber cock so it's about to vibrate me to death and I suck like I'm gonna eat him alive and we both come together." Tammy held her tummy and shivered. "That stuff used to make me a little sick. But when he does it like that, I can't seem to get enough."

"I'd better go," Rebecca said.

"I'm sorry to bug you about all this," Tammy said, "but I just had to get it off my chest. I had to tell somebody. And you're the only one around who I thought might understand." She took Rebecca's hand again. "Do you think I should let him keep doing this to me?"

"Personally I think it's horrible!" Rebecca blurted. "But it's up to you I guess."

"Oh, I know it's horrible too, Rebecca." Tammy seemed close to team. "If my dad found out… I'm the only one he's got now since Ma ran off with that truck driver… poor Dad."

"Well why don't you just quit? Tell Nate you've had enough?"

"I've tried," Tammy sobbed, rubbing tears from her cheek. "But he always talks me into wearing this damned thing one more time." I swear I'm a slave when he turns it on. All I cab think of is sex and more sex.

Rebecca was getting angry at this dumb redhead. "Just refuse to put it on then."

"It's not that easy." Tammy's eyes brightened. "He pays me twenty-five bucks every time. And with Dad on unemployment, we really need the money."

When at last Rebecca returned to her own desk and tried to get to work, she could hardly think straight. She had a good mind to quit right then and there. Everytime she thought of Tammy having to suck Nate's cock she wanted to scream. And once while she was thinking of it, her cotton drawers felt suddenly damp. Her nipples glowed.

"Oh, what's wrong with me?" she groaned, getting up and pushing her work away.

It was about one o'clock when Nate arrived. Rebecca watched him put his hand on Tammy's shoulder and asked how she'd been doing. A mixture of revulsion and raw sexual energy seemed to flow through her. She gave him the orders she'd completed and he brushed her cheek with his lips and disappeared into his office. A few minutes later he sent for Tammy Patterson.

When the lovely redhead came out again, Rebecca saw the look in her eyes. She gave a short nod and her expression was one of resignation. Rebecca knew that she was wearing that strange device Nate kept in his bottom drawer.

"Could you help me bring down a box of paper cups?" Tammy asked. Rebecca went with her to the upstairs storeroom. They round the paper cups on a high shelf and Tammy got a ladder and started handing them down. Rebecca couldn't think of anything to say. But when the redhead gave a little lurch and clutched the rungs of the ladder, she had to say something.

"Why don't you just take it off and throw it away?"

"Nate would fire me. And anyhow, he locks it on me. I wouldn't know how to get it off." There was the slightest hum in the air as Tammy tried to descend the ladder. But again she bent forward and her eyes turned glassy. "Ohhh, ohhhh, God, it's making me crazy again!"

Rebecca helped the girl down from the ladder. Tammy lifted her dress and put both hands against the base of the vibrating dildo. It made Rebecca's heart pound to see the way the thing fit tightly against the girl's slick vulva. The naughty panties she wore were split along the crotch so that there would be nothing between the dildo and Tammy's swollen cunt.

"Uhh, uhhhh, he's… he's doing it hard now!" Tammy slipped a breast free of her dress and rubbed the nipple until the brown nub grew into a stubby finger of sensitive flesh. She seemed oblivious to Rebecca's presence. It was the sexual energy rushing through her that made her that way. Rebecca was excited too just watching the poor girl's dilemma.

"Isn't there anything I can do?"

"No… I've got to go now. I've got to go to Nate." Tammy limped toward the door. She leaned against it for a moment, struggling to get her breast back into her dress. Then she worked the knob and made her way downstairs toward Nate's office.

Rebecca brought the cups downstairs and tried to go back to her desk. But behind Nate's closed door she knew what was happening. She couldn't sit still. Her nipples rubbed uncomfortably against her top. She knew it was because they'd become swollen. Just like Tammy's had become.

It seemed like more than half an hour when the door to Nate's office finally opened. Tammy emerged, her eyes even glassier than they'd been upstairs when the dildo had first been turned on. She closed the door again behind her and leaned there locking dazedly at Rebecca. The front of her dress was stained with dribbles of something white. The slick looking curds were smeared across her lips and a single droplet dangled from Tammy's chin. Even her fingers glistened with the creamy stuff and the girl looked at one hand as she opened and closed it, the cum making a sticky sound.

"Are… are you okay?" Rebecca asked, getting up.

"Yeah. Just fine." Tammy stumbled past as she headed for the restroom. Rebecca bit her lip and squirmed in her chair. No! She wasn't going to work in such a place for even one more day! Nate's door opened.

"Rebecca, would you come in here please?"

"I… I…"

"Please, Rebecca. Right now." There was something in the sound of his voice that made her go. She entered and heard Nate close the door. He slipped an arm around her waist and hugged her to him. Why couldn't she break away? What was making her tremble so?

"Nate, I wanted to tell you something. I don't think I'm going to be able to continue working here…"

"Oh yes you will," he smiled. His lips dampened her forehead. He smoothed her long brown hair back over her shoulders and seemed to be gazing at her with adoration. She didn't notice that he'd slipped one of the gold bracelets on her wrist. She started to struggle but he was strong and fast and the other bracelet closed on her other wrist.

"Mnhhuuuh," she whimpered, squirming away from him. "Ohhh let me go!"

"Easy now, little wildcat!" He lifted her arms above her head, locking the two bracelets together at the same time. She hadn't noticed the hook high on his wall. But it had been placed there at just the right height. The bracelets hooked snuggly over it and she was forced to stand there, her buttocks against the hard surface.

"You should be in prison!" she spat. "I think it's getting you angry that, turns me on the most," Nate laughed. He worked the zipper of her slacks and eased them down from her slim, almost boyish hips. He laughed at the cotton underwear but peeled them down too. Kicking like crazy, Rebecca managed to slow him up a little. But in the end her clothes and tennies lay in a pile nearby. She was nude from the waist down.