Carl Ross - Hot lips secretary

"Because I knew you'd do it for me," he said coolly. "If you don't, you'll never get next to mine."

That's all the prodding she needed. "OK," she said. "But I don't know if I'll have time for all of them. This is a school night and I have to be home by eleven o'clock. It's nearly eight now, so we only have about three hours. That's about fifteen minutes a boy, without rest. It's going to be a busy night. I can see that."

Kenny laughed heartily as he pulled the van onto a dirt road. He had driven out of town, along the creek road, and now was out where there was only moonlight and the chirping of crickets.

About a half-mile down the dirt road, he pulled into the yard of a farm, and Susan recognized it as the old Peabody place. The Peabody's had both died about a year ago and left no heirs, so the farm was abandoned now. Except for herself and eleven young football players.

Kenny pulled the van around behind the house and parked in the back yard. He doused the lights and everything was still. None of the boys said a word. Finally Kenny broke the silence.

"Who wants to be first?" he said.

"You're driving, and you're captain of the team," said Freddie Aker, a big, strapping guard. "I'd say you've go the right to have the first shot."

"That's nice of ya, Freddie, but I already got mine the night of the dance," Kenny replied. "There's so many of you guys, I don't want to see any of you go without in case we run short on time."

Susan's heart sank. She wanted to suck Kenny again, but she was also pretty excited by now about the idea of blowing ten other guys she'd never seen before. Maybe one or two of them would be built like Kenny, she thought. A girl could always hope.

"Okay, we'll draw straws," Freddie said. He tore up pieces of paper in strips, wadded them, and threw them in a hat. The one who unraveled the longest strip would get blown first.

The winner was Archie Keller, a robust, blond fullback with a neck like a bull and a body like a bulldozer. Susan hoped his cock would be like everything else about him.

By the time Susan climbed into the back of the van, the guys had all moved back along the walls of the truck and opened up a space in the middle. Archie was already lying down, his pants off, his shorts down, his cock hard and erect and ready for a good, old-fashioned sucking.

Susan couldn't help feeling nervous as she climbed over arms and legs and hard-ons as she made her way to Archie. She knew she was there to give eleven blowjobs, as quickly and as expertly as she could, but she also knew she was expected to put on a show.

So she decided to give them a real one, a show they would remember for a long time. Even though she did not intend to fuck any of them, she started peeling off her clothes. She heard the breathing suddenly get heavier as she unbuttoned her blouse, pulled it off, and flung it in Freddie's lap.

Then she unzipped her tight Levis and squeezed her smooth, round ass out of them. They landed in the lap of Eddie Slater, tight end. Slowly and seductively, she reached around behind her and unhooked her bra. She let the straps fall off her shoulders by themselves, and her big, luscious, ripe tits jiggled out and bounced just enough to give every guy in the van a roaring hard-on.

Then she lay back on the floor and slid her panties down over her thighs and off her feet. Her sweet, red bush of a pussy was a pretty sight and her voluptuous, perfectly formed body had them all ready to cream their pants before she even got a cock into her mouth. She knew she had them in the palm of her hand.

Archie had been watching her closely as she stripped, and his cock was throbbing so hard she thought it might break. He was lying on his back and his prick was standing straight up… like a cactus plant… and what a prick!

Realizing that time was important, she knew she could not spend much time warming up each of these guys. She'd have to get right to the job if she was going to get them all off.

She went to Archie's balls, and took one into her mouth. It felt soft and warm, like a jelly bean of firm meat. She rolled it around, on her tongue and wet it up while she played with the other ball in her hand.

Her other hand roamed over his belly and down into his hair. She felt goose pimples all over his groin and down his legs. He was so hot she knew it wouldn't be hard to crack his nuts pretty quickly.

She let his ball slip from her lips, and her tongue went quickly up his hard shaft to the top and circled his cockhead a couple of times. Then she took his whole prick into her mouth.

Her head went down slowly… all the way. She swallowed his cock like it was candy. She thought it was even better than candy, as a matter of fact. His thick pecker had a lot of hard, bony ridges. It filled her mouth full and that's what she liked most.

It tastes so good, she thought. What did I ever do before I discovered sucking cock? Her head began to move up and down faster and faster and Archie was getting hotter and hotter.

"Ohhh, Jesus, that feels good!" he cried. "Keep doing it just like that and I'll… cooooome!" And he exploded. His cock swelled up like a balloon and then suddenly he shot jism into her mouth in a torrent of hot whiteness.

He shot so much cum, as a matter of fact, that it filled her mouth in one gush, and came oozing out around the corners and back down over his prick.

She hurried to try and swallow it as fast as he shot it out, but she couldn't keep up with the heavy flow. It seemed like he was full of the stuff.

Susan figured he must not have gotten his rocks off in a couple of months. It was exciting to her to see so much jism, and she felt a heat in her loins that spread all over her as she gladly took his cum.

Her tits were swaying and bouncing as she continued to work him over. She kept sucking him and sucking him as he slowly came back down from his peak. Finally, she got the last drop of that delicious cream from him.

She let his thick, heavy prick drop from her mouth, and she straightened up into a sitting position.

"Okay, next," she said, as though she were a nurse working in a doctor's office. She almost felt like a doctor herself. She was performing a service, that was for sure. There was nothing like a good blowjob to cure almost anything that might be wrong with a young stud, she thought.

The next one to lay down was Milt Wright. He was a chunky guy, with glasses and dark wavy hair, and a nose like Burt Lancaster. His body was tough and sinewy and when he got his pants and shorts off she saw that he had a pecker that was hard to top.

It was a circumcised job, long and really hard. It bounced up and down, it was throbbing so hard. He had a look on his face that told her he was probably getting his first sucking. He was shivering and shaking already.

She was determined to pull his guts right out through his cock with a hard, hard sucking.

That's what she thought about as she lowered her head to Milt Wright's prick and gobbled it up like a vacuum cleaner.

As soon as her lips touched Milt's long, stiff prick, he jumped as though she had touched him with a hot poker. He was as jittery as a canary in a cat house.

Susan did the best she could to calm him down. She went slowly at first, taking his hot prick in long, slow, soothing strokes then she gently licked up and down on his shaft in warm, gentle laps. Then she licked his balls.

Nothing worked. Re jumped and squirmed and shook all over. When she realized there was no way he was going to be quieted down, she knew she'd better just crack his nuts and get on to the next guy.

So she opened her mouth and took his long, quivering cock all the way in and began to suck him fast. Her head went up and down on him, firmly squeezing his hot, meaty dork with her lips, and it was on the eighth stroke that he came.