Frank Masters - Sharing the secretary

As that second finger entered her tight pussy, the pretty secretary allowed herself to again play with her own tits. Gail groaned, her hot hissing breath becoming faster and more rasping as the speed of her finger-fucking picked up.

Whimpering and moaning from the intense ecstasy that was building in her luscious young body, Gail felt a throbbing starting from her head to her toes. The feel of her fingers up inside her juicy hot cunt was so naughty. She rippled slowly over the length of her clit, excitedly anticipating each and every delicious stroke from her own finger.

Realizing that she was about to get herself off, Gail let her fingers fly over her clit. She put more pressure on the sensitive little bump at the top of her fuck-hole, pinching down with her other hand over the two rubbery nipples that gave the big-titted woman so much pleasure when a man touched them. Feverishly massaging the tingling hardness of her swollen clit, she came.

The rush of feelings overwhelmed Gail. Her orgasm hit with the force of a runaway freight train. She let out a squeal of delight as her body shuddered wildly. Ramming her fingers to the hilt in her quivering cunt, the panting secretary let herself ride through the wonderful orgasm as she writhed her ass on the seat. She squeezed down tightly, feeling the rhythmic surging deep in her cunt.

Opening her eyes again, the horny woman saw the man on the TV pulling out his big hard cock. The tinting was perfect. Just as she came, the couple on the screen finished. God, did they finish. The huge-cocked man in the movie must have been hired for the amount of cum he could squirt. That big hard cock jerked, spurting a wave of creamy white cum up on the girl's back.

That sight was so incredible for the young woman. She felt her skin shimmering as she watched the passionate spurt of hot cum landing on the actress on the TV. She thought that he would never stop. Gail wished that she was the one taking the load of burning cream, but not up on her back. The big-titted secretary wanted to feel the steaming flow of a man's cum, but she wanted to take it right up into her more-than-willing pussy. She could almost feel it exploding up in her tight tunnel.

Slumping in the seat, the gasping secretary felt her body going limp. The exquisite pleasure was fading so quickly. She wanted it to go on and on and on, but without a man to help her, it was over. This was better than nothing, but Gail knew that she wouldn't be able to keep doing herself. She had to have a man-and soon.

Gail had just turned off the taped sex scenes when she heard a sound out in her office.

"Gail?" she heard a male voice calling. "Are you back in Mr. Holt's office?"

Jumping to her feet, the wet-cunted woman buttoned her jacket and slipped her feet into her shoes just as the door swung open. It was Bill Barnette, the sales manager.

"Here you are," he said.

"Yes, Mr. Barnette?" she said, turning to look in a file-drawer as she turned her back.

"Did Mr. Holt leave those contracts for the Ice Cream Heaven?" he asked, walking over to the desk before Gail could react.

"Uh," she stammered, fighting to get her brain back at work. "No. Yes. I-I think so. They're here on the desk somewhere."

Turning to find the papers, the beautiful woman leaned over the desk and searched. Bill Barnette raised his eyes as she leaned over. He was looking right down into the deep valley between her big swaying tits. The skin over her chest was flushed and splotchy with red marks. Bill had been hitting on Gail for a couple of weeks without much success. He had been wondering what was under those suits she always wore, and now he was getting his answer.

Leaning farther over the desk as if he was helping her look, the excited man could see all the way down into her jacket. He finally figured out what was different. That frilly blouse that Gail had on this morning was missing. He glanced behind the desk, seeing the pile of her panties and what looked like a D-cup bra half-hidden by the missing blouse.

"What were you doing back here?" he asked innocently as the file for the new orders finally turned up.

"Uh, filing. Catching up on my filing."

"Where did you plan to file these?" he asked, using his foot to scoot her underwear out into view.

"Oooh, shit!" she hissed.

Looking into the man's eyes, Gail was worried about him telling Mr. Holt. What she saw in his gaze took away all of that worry. Bill was giving her a look of pure lust, his eyes staring down at her big tits under the jacket. The brunette secretary felt her body melting as he raised his hot gaze back up to her eyes.

"What do you think Mr. Holt would say if he knew about you being in his office like this?"

"Jesus!" she gasped, seeing her job going out the window. "You're not going to tell him, are you?"

He stared down into the gap in her jacket again, knowing that she was aware of his obvious ogling. She didn't move. She liked the way his naughty staring was making her feel. She glanced down, seeing a bump that wasn't in his pants when he entered the office. The green-eyed secretary wasn't the only one feeling something.

"Mr. Holt doesn't need to know everything we do in the office, em," she whispered, beginning to pant as those naughty thoughts entered her head again.

"What do you look like without those glasses?" he whispered. "And without your hair up in that bun?"

Suddenly, the sales manager moved around the desk and pulled the big-titted secretary into his arms and pressed his body against hers. Gail was shocked by the directness of his actions. She fought back, pushing away with both hands as he crushed her luscious tits into his chest.

As her big soft tits smashed against his chest, Gail felt her pussy dripping down between her legs. Her pink cuntal slit was wet and hot and ready for a man-any man. She was aware of Bill's attempts to hit on her. The pretty secretary liked the way this tall man looked. She could tell that he liked her, too, but this wasn't what she expected from hm.

"No," she groaned as his eager lips found hers. "Please, Bill. Not like this. Not here."

Gail couldn't stop him. His hands were everywhere. One was up under her skirt, cupping her naked ass. He darted his tongue between her lips as she gasped out in shock. That slick sweet tongue found hers. The big-titted secretary's will weakened.

Gail moaned against his mouth, feeling the bulge of the man's cock stiffening between them. Her knees trembled as she squirmed in his arms. The thought of a man this excited over her body was something that the brunette woman had missed so much. She looked into his eyes and felt her legs parting.

Unable to control the feelings racing through her luscious body, Gail sobbed when his lips met her passionate open mouth the next time. She feverishly clung to him, writhing her hot cunt against his crotch. That bulge was getting bigger, so much bigger. She felt his hand leaving her hip, circling under the flap of her skirt. The dark-haired woman was going out of her mind with desire. She returned his kiss, eagerly sucking at his sweet tongue.

"Oooooh, Bill," she whispered, her arms going up around his neck as she grinded her foaming pussy up against the harness of the growing prick in his pants.

The man's hands slipped up to her jacket. He flipped the two buttons that Gail had managed to close as he entered the office. Under the jacket, her big soft tits were naked. He gasped as the big melons swayed into his view.

Moving both hands up, Bill cupped the heavy globes of tit-flesh. His mouth captured one of the long jutting nipples, sucking over the long pointed bud. Using his teeth, the head salesman scraped gently over the rubbery, sensitive nipple.

"If I'd known you were hiding these pretty things," the man groaned as he switched from one lovely hard nipple to the other, "I would have tried harder when I was hitting on you, honey. God, you've got the best set of tits I've seen in a long time, Gail."