Val Marrick: Secretary in bondage

Harry gripped her nude thighs. He shifted his hips from side to side as he pumped his cock in and out of her pussy. The red hair that fringed her pink pussy lips was stained dark with aromatic cunt sauces. The same pussy oils coated his big purple prick. They gleamed in the light.

Harry watched in fascination as his loving secretary's cunt swallowed the pole of his cock. Her pussy lips seemed stretched almost to the point of being torn apart by his mammoth shaft of prick forging between them. He could feel her body drumming with excitement, and he knew from the way she rolled her ass around on his desk that she was hungry for every inch of that enormous prick – and more!

"Ahhhhhh!" Elaine exclaimed.

The tension was growing in her half-naked young body. She could no longer stand having Harry's big prick jamming her cunt. She had to come!

Her back arched. Her skirt rolled higher on her hips, baring sharp hipbones. She squeezed her naked cunt until it hurt. The pain whetted her lust. She sucked in her trim belly, tightening the walls of her pussy around the stalk of Harry's withdrawing prick.

"Gaaaaaah!" choked Harry. His cock pulsed, and Elaine felt jism shoot into her cunt tunnel. The first blast of come spattered the entire length of her pussy; the second load filled her cunt channel as his prick rocketed back into her pussy.

The cock head speared deep into her pussy. Harry's crotch slammed against Elaine's cunt. His prick throbbed a third time as it fired more sperm into her already-filled cunt. Jism bubbled from the distended lips of her pussy and ran down the cheeks of her ass.

It was too much Elaine opened her mouth, but no sound came out. A giant fist seemed to grip and squeeze her body.

She came. Her pussy tightened, yanking another charge of jism from her boss' cock. With his hands braced against her widespread thighs, Harry tried to drag his prick free of her clinging coming cunt. The walls of Elaine's pussy seemed to clutch his cock, tying to prevent the delightful prick from leaving her needy cunt.

His cock slid from her pussy, spitting cum. It came out until only the reddish cock head remained in the secretary's twat – then Harry hammered it home again! They sighed with total satisfaction as his cock went balls-deep in her pussy and spat another wad of come.

Finally, Harry's balls had spent their load of come. Elaine's pussy still pulsated around his cock, and his prick kept vibrating for a few seconds inside her cunt. Then his cock began to go limp. "I love you," the redhead breathed.

Holding a slender finger to her lips, flame tiptoed past the secretaries in the front office of the law firm. They looked up from their typewriters as she went by. It seemed to the redhead that they kept watching her after she passed.

Let them, she thought. They're just jealous! The door of Harry Windsor's office was closed. Just outside, Madge sat typing up a legal brief. She looked up when Elaine came in. A startled look crossed her face.

"Shhh." Elaine said. "It's a surprise."

Madge looked at her for a moment. She opened her mouth is if to speak. Then she rose and walked unsteadily out, her heavy tits jiggling.

What's wrong with her? Elaine wondered. She was good friends with the plump brunette, but the last few days Madge had been acting peculiarly. It had started just after Harry said something about his sister moving back to town.

Maybe Madge didn't like Harry's sister. Elaine shrugged. She had other things on her mind – things like an afternoon of torrid fucking!

She'd had an appointment with the dentist that afternoon, so Harry had given her the afternoon off. His sister might be dropping by to look at his office, he'd said. Elaine made a face at the thought of poor Harry with nothing better to do than show some old-maid sister around the office.

He'd certainly be delighted to see his secretary.

Elaine noticed that Madge had closed the door after her. Good. That would mean they'd have more privacy in the inner office. It wasn't really that vital – Harry's inner sanctum was heavily soundproofed. But as high as her voice soared in the throes of ecstasy, as her lover's giant cock pumped her pussy full of come after come, every bit of soundproofing counted.

On a sudden inspiration she lifted her short yellow skirt and rolled her panties off her white, firm ass cheeks. She slipped the underwear down her legs and over her high-laced sandals, then stepped out of them. Next she unbuttoned her blouse so that her big, bra-less tits were in immediate danger of spilling out. Then, fully prepared, she quietly turned the knob and opened the door, and heard a woman's voice crying: "Eat me! Oh, Harry, gobble my pussy all up!"

Elaine froze. Her pulse pounded in her ears. Could it be true? Her stomach turned over in horror; she peered cautiously into the office.

Harry Windsor was kneeling on the thick plush carpet before his desk. He was wearing a white shirt, and the end of his tie was thrown carelessly over one shoulder. His back was to Elaine, but she could see he wasn't wearing anything else.

On the huge oaken desk lay a woman with luxurious cornflower hair spilling around her head. She smiled lasciviously. Huge alabaster tits jutted from her chest, and her pale thighs were widely parted to allow Elaine's employer to lap hungrily at her flaxen-furred pussy.

Emotions warred in Elaine's mind. Her first impulse was to rush in and tear the hair out of that pale-skinned slut's lovely head. Then she felt an overwhelming desire to turn away, shut the door, and go home and kill herself. Her world was crashing down in ruins about her.

Harry slurped noisily at the blonde's cunt. She emitted a wailing moan of pleasure. She tousled the lawyers jet-black hair. Her other hand went to a swelling tit.

Elaine felt jealousy and resentment. Her tits – now bared somewhat forlornly as a "surprise" for her boss – were big enough to make other women envy her; they were firm and conical, and she thought they were too pointed. The blonde's tits were sculptured as though set in a mold, big, perfect mounds of softly rounded tit-flesh. Elaine wished her tits looked like that!

The blonde's tits were now getting a very thorough workout from her own fingers. She pushed a nipple deeply into the cushion of a large tit. Then she let it spring forth like a pink finger. Her scarlet painted nails toyed with the erect nipple. The darker pink circle against the white-pink of her tits seemed to grow on the summit of her tit.

Harry had moved his head away from the blonde's gaping pussy. A whiff of scent from the chipping cunt reached Elaine's nose. She bit her lip at the musky, erotic odor of the other woman's aroused pussy.

Blunt thumbs held the outer lips of the blonde's cunt far apart. Now Harry stuck his tongue far out. His tongue stiffened in imitation of the massive cock jutting from below the hem of his shirt. He began to tongue her pussy, tasting the pink cunt flesh and the juices that spilled from the hole of her pussy.

"Yesssssss," the blonde sighed. "Oh, Harry, you sure know how to suck a girl's pussy!"

Harry pulled her cunt mound farther open and jabbed with his tongue at her clit, which was sticking out like a pink button from the sea of pussy flesh at the upper end of her cunt slash. "Ah!" squealed the blonde, grabbing his head. Her back arched, her flawless ass-cheeks flattening on the unyielding desk top. Yesterday Harry was fucking me on that desk top, Elaine thought bitterly.

It was clearly costing the blonde a fantastic effort not to crush her pussy against Harry's greedy face. Instead, she rolled her hips in a tight circle. Harry pressed her swollen clit with the tip of his tongue. The circular motion drove the woman wild!

"Oooooooooh!" hissed the blonde. "G-God, lover boy – I can b-barely take it!"