Norma Egan: Naughty Lady

While she went on sucking hotly and noisily on his limp prick, she reached up and cupped his flaccid red balls and gave them a brisk massage. Ray drew in his breath sharply, surprised and pleased. Linda gently but steadily squeezed and massaged his warm soft nut sacs, and the glow in his eyes told her that he liked it.

"Very clever," he said somewhat hoarsely. "Maybe you're as good as your reputation after all, Linda. I was told you're the best piece of ass in town-but I like to find things out for myself."

Linda reddened. Ray was deliberately doing everything he could to shame and mortify her, and she had no choice but to take it. He knew she'd brown-nosed her way to the top and that she'd take any amount of humiliation to keep her job.

She drew his rubbery cock-head into her throat and massaged it with her tight throat muscles. She sucked hard and fast on his limp warm dick, and she went on tickling and massaging his balls. Ray started to get pink in the face, and his breathing quickened. He wasn't an easy man to arouse, but Linda seemed to be getting to him..

She kept one hand on his wrinkled red balls, massaging steadily, and with the other hand she reached back into his hot hairy crotch and found the small clenched mouth of his asshole. She wriggled her little finger up the tight hot hole, thrusting it clear to the last knuckle.

"JESUS CHRIST," Ray gasped.

Linda's hot juicy mouth teased his cock, and her warm little hand tickled and squeezed his nut sacs, while her finger pumped teasingly up and down in his gripping brownie. With that kind of stimulation even Winston Ray couldn't stay cool. He turned red with arousal and began to pant.

"You clever little bitch," he sighed, "I think you're actually going to get me hard."

He'd barely said the words before his cock twitched on her tongue and began to stiffen and swell. It grew into a seven-inch pole of hard silky flesh, the head swelling up into a taut-skinned knob. His balls ballooned in her hand, going stiff and full.

Now Linda sucked even harder, trying to get him off. She knew he'd be impressed when she swallowed his come like a pro. Ray broke into a lusty grimace, and his eyes rolled dizzily as she worked his swollen dick in the steamy heat of her mouth.

But then Ray drew back and gasped, "Enough. We'll do something else now.

Linda popped her little finger out of his tight hot asshole and released his spit-soaked cock from her mouth. His pale wet prick snapped up to hug his belly. It was a handsome cock, all right, but Linda wished it belonged to someone else. She despised Ray.

He got to his feet and steered her across the room to a full-length mirror. He positioned her in front of it. Linda saw herself almost as a stranger, a tall beautiful naked girl sporting a whorish smile. Winston Ray stood behind her eyeing her reflection, taking in every lovely curve of her body.

"Have you ever watched yourself get balled?" he said.

"No," Linda said wearily, "I can't say that I have, Mr. Ray."

"I think it's rather a trip," he said.

Standing behind her, holding her around the waist, Ray jabbed his hard cock-head against the moist little mouth of her cunt. Linda gasped as he worked the thick stiff meat into her. She wasn't very aroused, and his cock felt huge and menacing in her tight dry box.

Ray grunted and shoved, thrusting his erect dick deep into her snug little twat till his fat hard cock-head touched her womb and his furry balls tickled her pert little ass. Linda felt so stuffed with cock that she could hardly breathe.

All the while he was putting his cock into her, Ray looked in the mirror. Linda followed his gaze and blushed deeply. The mirror showed everything. She saw herself standing there impaled on his thick pale dick. The white fleshy pole showed between the plump pink lips of her pussy.

"Quite a turn-on, isn't it?" Ray chuckled.

Linda didn't know what to think. He started balling her, working his stiff pale cock slowly and deeply in her snug little hole, and Linda watched the action in the mirror as if hypnotized. There was something wickedly exciting about watching that thick pale pole splitting her dainty pink Cunt-lips.

As he fucked her, Ray reached up and cupped her big heaving tits, squeezing and molding them, running his thumbs back and forth over her sensitive nipples. Linda moaned softly. Though she despised the man, she needed his cock, and she was getting quickly aroused. Her gripping little box started to leak hot sticky juice.

"You love to ball, don't you, Linda?" Ray whispered hoarsely.

"Yes," she gasped. She couldn't understand how the man was arousing her so hotly, but she could feel it all over her body. She seemed to glow and melt, and her hungry little cunt gushed more steamy juice.

"You hate my guts, too," Ray chuckled.

As he spoke, he began working his cock faster and harder in her molten-hot little cunt. Linda moaned hoarsely and creamed all around his jerking dick. In the mirror she saw the bright juice trickling down her inner thighs. It seemed insane-she despised the man, but he was driving her wild with horny need.

"You hate my guts, but you want me to fuck you," Ray panted. "Isn't that true, Linda?"

"Yes," she whined, "oh, God, yes."

He gripped her big ripe breasts harder and thrust his stiff thick cock deep into her, butting her womb. Linda swayed dizzily against him, her cream pouring down her thighs, her cunt gripping his meat urgently. She couldn't think of anything now but coming.

"Fuck me, fuck me," she babbled. "I love your cock. Oh, God, yes, do it to me.

Winston Ray was grinning wickedly as he balled her into a frenzy of need. He watched his own pale shining cock splitting her dainty pink cunt-lips again and again, and he watched Linda's face as she broke into a lusty grimace. He loved his power over her, his success in totally humiliating her.

"You'll do anything I want now, won't you, Linda?" he panted. "To keep your job, you'll come whenever I call, and you'll do anything I want in bed."

"Yes, yes," Linda moaned. She ground her red-hot pussy around his jerking dick, desperate to come.

Winston Ray chuckled wickedly and reached down to seize her bright red clit. He gave the little button a firm squeeze, and Linda started to come. She watched herself coming, just as Ray was watching her. She watched her body spasm and hot cream gush down her legs.

"Eat my come," Ray panted.

He whipped his juice-soaked cock out of her, pushed her to her knees, and rammed his big hard prick into her throat. He started to come immediately, and Linda gulped every bit of his steamy load. Then he pushed her away and went to put on his clothes.

"GO home now," he said. "I'm busy."

"Yes, Mr. Ray," Linda said meekly.

She dressed and went out into the cold dark night, thinking of all the things she'd sacrificed to have her career-not just her virginity and her dignity, but a home, husband, children, a man she could truly love. She wished desperately that she could turn back the clock and become an innocent girl again, but she knew it was too late for that.

Linda knew she was beyond love by now, beyond pride and ideals and even decency. She was hopelessly caught in her blind fight for success, and there was no turning back. But was she happy? Somehow she'd forgotten what the word meant Perhaps it didn't even matter any more.