Patrick Hill: The secretary eats out

"Whooo!" Anderson chuckled, his eyes gazed as he tried to focus on the luscious mouth fucking his fuck-pole. "You sure know how to give head! Yeah, suck it! Suck my cock!"

He took her head in his hands, his fingers grabbing hold of patches of hair, and began to pump his hips back and forth, deeply fucking her mouth. The thickness of his cock-shaft stretched the tight ring of her lips as it slid in and out of her oral confines. His thrusts were long and deep, his cock-head lodging briefly in her throat at the end of every stroke. Kim was an expert at vigorous mouth-fucking and knew how to keep from gagging. Each time Anderson pulled his cock back, she swirled her tongue around the retreating cock-head. He let her suck on his fat knob for a fleeting moment before ramming back home, down her wet tongue, to her tonsils.

Finally Anderson pulled his cock out of Kim's mouth and started to remove the rest of her clothes.

"Remove your clothes," he said. "Show me the rest. I'll bet your cunt is just as lovely as your amazing tits."

Kim rose to her feet and Anderson sat down on the sofa to watch her undress, amazed as each inch of her flesh was revealed to his hungry eyes.

And Kim knew how to strip! Teasingly, she licked her lips and lifted her tits in her hands. Anderson nodded his approval, as she swayed her ass from one side to the other. A small drop of drool dripped from the corner of his mouth as she began pushing her skirt down over her hips. When the skirt was around her ankles, she stepped out of it. Clad only in flimsy lace panties, Kim thrilled at the lustful admiration in Anderson's eyes as they took in her long legs, slim waist and heavy mounds of tit-flesh.

"Let me remove the panties," Anderson begged. "Turn around."

Kim smiled as she turned and offered her ass to his face. She held her tits in her hands, her fingers pinching her nipples hard erectness as Anderson snaked her panties down to expose the lovely curves of her ass-cheeks.

"My, my!" Anderson grunted, his hands cupping her ass-cheeks, kneading them. "Now, this is what I call an ass! You've got an A-number-one body, Ms. Alston!"

"I'm glad that you are pleased, Mr. Anderson."

"I think you can call me Carl. But, now, I want to see your cunt. Sit on the table in front of me. Open those legs and let me see it all."

Anderson leaned forward on the sofa as Kim kicked her panties away and sat down on the table directly in front of him. Kim had to admit the way he commanded her was exciting, though she was slightly embarrassed at having to expose herself to him. It was kind of like fucking her father.

Closing her eyes, Kim spread her legs, hooking her feet around the legs of the table, presenting the full glory of her cunt to the owner and president of New Frontiers.

Kim shivered as Anderson made wetly smacking sounds with his lips. She slid her hand down her body, over the swells of her tits, across her flat stomach, to her hairy crotch. With two fingers, she pried open her swollen cunt-lips to reveal the pinkness of her cunt-meat.

Anderson grunted and Kim opened her eyes to see the feverish blush and beads of sweat that covered her boss' face. The sight thrilled her no end.

"Oh, what a gorgeous cunt!" Anderson managed to say, his eyes feasting on the translucent juices oozing from the lovely brunette's gaping cunt-hole. The forest of cunt-hair that surrounded her cunt-lips drove him into frenzy of want and desire. He couldn't take his eyes off her cunt as rivulets of cunt-juices flowed down to her puckered asshole.

"I'm willing to wager that you play with that lovely thing every chance you get," Anderson said, lust heavy in his voice.

Kim smiled, then blushed. "Is that wrong?"

"Hell, no!" Anderson laughed. "The prettiest sight in the world is a woman playing with her cunt. Do you always use your fingers or do you sometimes use a vibrator? Perhaps a banana? Or a cucumber? Hell, a big cucumber could really ream out your cunt, couldn't it?"

"Quit teasing me."

Anderson grinned. "Sorry. Come on, Ms. Alston, show me how you do it. Stroke your cunt for me. Get that box hot and ready."

"But it's already hot and ready."

"Do it! Damn it!"

Kim quivered with a combination of lustful excitement and contained embarrassment. The idea of masturbating in front of her boss did have a delightfully devilish appeal to it. Turning her head to one side to avoid looking at her boss, Kim cupped a tit with her left hand and slid two fingers of her tight hand into her gushing cunt.

Damn, she thought, I'm hot and wet! The valley between her cunt-lips felt like a running river. A muffled moan escaped from deep in her throat as her fingers stroked her swollen cunt. She scooped some cunt-juices out of her twitching cunt-hole and trailed the juices up the shaft of her clit, slowly rubbing it in.

She began a delicate fingering, just one fingertip massaging her clit and periodically slipping down to her cunt-hole, probing her fuck channel. The thought of how lewd she must look with her legs spread wide, her cunt and asshole completely exposed, made her body shudder.

Applying more pressure, Kim massaged her clit with a faster rhythm, at intervals stretching her cunt-mouth with three fingers snarled together.

"That's it, baby!" Anderson grunted. "Get yourself off! I want to see you come!"

Kim squirmed and moaned as she stroked herself closer and closer to orgasmic release. She groaned at the sound of her oozing juices sloshing together beneath her fingers. Then a blast of hot needles exploded in her cunt as the spasms convulsed her cunt. She closed her eyes and screamed.

"Great!" Anderson shouted. "Marvelous! What a sight to watch."

Slowly Kim opened her eyes and blushed when she saw him. "I'm all wet… a mess. I should wash up."

Anderson smiled slyly, his eyes gazed on her sopping wet cunt.

"I've got a private bathroom," he said, motioning to the door at, the far end of the room, "You're welcome to use it."

Kim nodded and stood up. She headed for the bathroom door, with Anderson right behind her. Suddenly she could feel his hard cock pressing against her round ass. Then he slipped his hands around her waist, sliding them up to cup the heavy flesh of her tits.

"Oh, juicy tits," he hissed in her ear.

Kim cooed, her nipples like acorns against his sweaty palms. His fingers ran over her tits, kneading and squeezing and pinching her titflesh. The feeling of his hard cock pressing against her ass-cheeks was oh-so-delicious.

Anderson dropped her tits and moved his hands around and back to her ass. She moaned as he squeezed and fondled her curvy asscheeks, his lips pressed against her ear, cooing words of lust and needs. She shuddered as he slipped his fingers into the cleft of her asscheeks. Briefly his fingertip stroked the sensitive region between her cunt-hole and asshole. Then, finally, his finger started to probe the tight rim of her shitter.

"Let's go into the bathroom," he chuckled.

Kim whispered. "I can't with you holding on to me like this. Are you coming in with me?"

"But, of course."

"I have to pee."

"Good. I'll watch you."

"Oh, sweet Jesus, I would be embarrassed."

"You promised to do anything."

"Yes, I did. But I didn't expect this. Not to watch me doing nature's call."

"Doesn't just the idea turn you on?"

The idea did, indeed, excite her. Plus the fact that if she didn't do what Anderson wanted, she would most definitely lose her job. She sighed and let him lead her into the bathroom that was attached to his office.

Anderson stood in the bathroom, his cock hard and ready. Kim glanced at the erect hardness and wondered if he would ever get around to fucking her. Blushing at the lewdness of what she was doing, Kim sat down on the toilet seat, spread her legs wide and prepared herself to pee.