Patrick Hill: The secretary eats out

"My ribbon, Marty?"

"Ah," he mumbled, "Ah, yes."

Marty rushed down the aisles of shelves, searching and finding a new ribbon. He palmed it, took a deep breath and rushed back to Miss Alston.

"Are you panting over me or just out of breath?" Kim said to the red-faced boy.

"Huh?"

"Never mind." She smiled.

Marty handed the red ribbon box to Kim. The ribbon box barely touched Kim's outstretched fingers and dropped to the floor.

"I'll get it," Marty said, his knees weak as he knelt down. He retrieved the ribbon box and raised his head. His eyes shot up her skirt, along her parted wide thighs, to her dark curly patch.

"Here it is," the crimson-faced boy gulped as he got to his feet.

"You were looking up my skirt, weren't you?"

"Huh?" he gulped, his head lowered, his eyes watching the floor.

Kim chuckled. "Don't bother trying to deny it, Marty. Hell, it doesn't matter. I don't mind. It's healthy for a boy of your age to be interested in sex. You do agree, don't you?"

"Golly gee, Miss Alston, I don't know."

"Go ahead, look again. Look at my legs." With his gaze fixed on her knees, Kim slowly moved her legs apart and inched her dress up over her thighs.

"Holy shit!" Marty muttered, his eyes wide as her hairy cunt-bush came into view.

"What do you see? Go ahead, you can say it."

He heed-and-hawed before croaking, "I see your pussy."

"Do you like it?"

"Golly, gee, yes! But what if someone comes in?"

"The door is locked, sweetie. Does looking at my pussy make you hot?"

Shyly Marty nodded, his eyes still riveted to her crotch.

"Come closer and touch it," she said. "Feel how wet I am."

"Nobody is going to believe this," he snickered.

For a fleeting second, Kim wondered how much experience Marty had had with older women.

Kim was jerked out of her thoughts as she felt his hands run over her thighs. She sighed with utter approval and relief as he slipped one hand between her thighs and flicked his fingers over her cunt-mound. Purring with pleasure, she grabbed his hand and pressed it hard against her sopping cunt flesh.

"Don't be afraid," she moaned. "It won't bite you!"

Finally Marty realized this wasn't some elaborate wet dream and went crazy with wanton lust. She was, indeed, offering herself to him!

His fingers wandered through the valley between her cunt-lips and found the sucking wet hole of her cunt-mouth. Kim bit her lips and quivered with pleasure as his fingers began to probe her fuck-tunnel.

As Marty continued playing with her cunt, Kim unbuttoned the front of her blouse and slid it off her shoulders. His eyes went wide as she unhooked her bra, freeing her beautiful tits, offering them to him with her hands.

"Nice, huh?"

Marty gulped, then nodded. "They're gorgeous, Miss Alston. Beautiful."

"I want you to do something for me."

"Anything!"

"Put some of my pussy-juices on my nipples, then suck them."

"Holy shit!" he grunted. He brought his fingers out of her cunt, dripping with sticky cunt-juice. Kim closed her eyes and moaned as he rubbed the juices into the sensitive skin of her swollen nipples.

"Oh, yes, Marty. That's it. Suck them now! Let me feel your mouth! Let me!"

She cooed with delight as he closed his trembling lips around a glittering hard nipple. He opened wider, taking more of her tit-flesh into his freckled face. The boy sucked with wild abandon, his tongue swirling over her hard nipple and his teeth gently biting into her heaving tit.

Then she pulled the tit from his mouth and offered him the other one. He proceeded to suck and bite the new offering. When both tits were thoroughly covered with glittering saliva, she pushed him away. The boy was confused, but Kim was eyeing his crotch.

"Let's see what you've got hidden," Kim said, lifting her heavy tits in her hands, rubbing their nipples with her thumbs.

He was hesitant. She laughed and hopped off the crate to help him undress. She fondled his body as she stripped away his clothes. Finally the boy stood naked before her, his stiff cock pointing at the ceiling, his bloated balls hanging heavy in his pink sac. It was too much for Kim to stand. She had to have the lovely piece of cock-meat in her mouth.

Crouching down in front of him, she gobbled up his cock, all the way down, until the swollen cock-head jammed against her tonsils. She pulled back slowly, tightening her lips, drawing his soft cock-skin over his cock-shaft.

Marty couldn't hold it. He shuddered, cried and began erupting. His hot jism jetted into her mouth, spraying against her tongue. Kim swallowed his thick sticky load with wanton relish, pumping his cock with her fist and, then, squeezing his tender balls to drain him.

When she finally pulled her mouth off his cock, she licked her lips, savoring the tangy taste of his cum. She rose and kissed him on the cheek.

"Did that feel good, Marty?"

"Golly gee, yes. But I'm sorry, Miss Alston. I didn't mean to…"

"That's okay. I loved it. There's no need to be sorry."

"But I thought you wanted me to fuck you."

"I do. We'll just have to get you hard again and then do it. You can come more than once, can't you? All boys your age can do that. How many times do you come while jerking-off?"

Marty blushed and looked away.

"There's no reason to be embarrassed, everyone does it."

Slowly Marty turned back to Kim. "Ah, three or four times."

"See what I mean?" Kim grinned.

She stripped off the rest of her clothes, her eyes fixed on Marty's dangling cock. He gazed at her nakedness with a blend of lust and reverence. How many dreams in the last four weeks had he had of her? It didn't matter. They all centered on Kim's full thrusting tits, her lusciously rounded ass and dynamite legs. He just knew she would have a thickly hairy pussy.

She saw the wanton fever in Marty's eyes and tenderly asked, "What would you like to do?"

"Can I look at your pussy, again?"

She laughed. "Of course! Be my guest!"

Placing her ass on the crate, she leaned back with one knee up and her thighs spread. Marty gazed and groaned when she pried her cunt-lips open with her fingers and showed him the wetly pink flesh of her cunt.

Kim kept her eyes on his cock as she slowly crammed two fingers into her oozing cunt-hole. As she masturbated her cunt, with in-and-out strokes of her fingers, Kim saw the boy's cock become hard and throbbing.

Her lust-filled eyes beckoned him forward and he complied. She took hold of the boy's fuck-pole and guided it to her cunt, rubbing his swollen cock-head up and down between her cunt-lips. At last she positioned his knob at the mouth of her cunt-hole and hissed, "Drive it home, Marty! Stick it in and fuck me – give my pussy a work-out!"

Marty grinned and shoved his hips forward, burying his cock ball-deep into her gaping and hungry cunt. He was on his own and she was delighted to find he had enough experience to know how to fuck. His cock reamed out her fuck-channel with long and smooth strokes, with Kim moaning at every vigorous thrust of his cock.

They moved together towards a climax, the boy's muscular body working like a well-oiled machine, his sticky cock pistoning in and out of her sloppy cunt, her ass squirming on the crate as she moaned her ecstasy.

"Yessss!" she hissed.

He dumped his load of hot jism into her boiling cunt as she grabbed her tits and came.

Kimberly kept herself occupied with Marty Wright every day, during her coffee-break, for the next two weeks. The kid was as hungry for fucking as she was. And they were both always in the mood. The best times for them were when she'd wait for him in the stock-room, panting until he arrived at New Frontiers from school. Marty would arrive and she would lock the door and help him strip his clothes off.