Norma Egan - Naughty Lady

"You've been balling Parsons, haven't you?" Graves said abruptly.

Linda reddened but quickly recovered her poise. "Why, Mr. Graves," she said with a grin, "that would be telling, wouldn't it?"

Graves nodded approvingly. "Good girl," he said. "I wouldn't want anyone on my staff who told about her affairs. I just asked you that to test you.

Linda stifled a yawn as he went back to squeezing her big ripe tits, but her interest picked up when he lowered his face to her boobs and began kissing and licking them. Glen had never done that to her, and it felt very pleasant. It felt even better when he captured her left nipple between his lips and began sucking on it.

"Ummmmmm," Linda murmured-and this time she wasn't faking it.

Graves sucked her dainty brown nipple all the way into his mouth and tickled it with the wet tip of his tongue. He sucked on her little bud loudly and greedily, like a hungry puppy. Linda was surprised to feel hot streaks of pleasure shooting right from her sensitive nipple down to her pussy.

As Graves sucked faster and faster on her tender little nipple, the soft bud blossomed into stiff erection and her pussy started to grow warm and moist. Graves let her spit-soaked erect nipple pop from his lips and dived for the other nipple, quickly sucking it into stiffness. Linda's interest was growing by the second. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad fucking him after all.

"Beautiful," Graves sighed as he let her second nipple pop from his mouth. "You're the most beautiful thing I've seen in a long time. I want to see all of you."

He moved down and opened her legs. Linda hated to have him stare at her naked pussy, but it was important to please him, so she allowed him to separate her legs widely, bending them at the knee. Graves gawked hungrily at her lovely ripe-red slit with its delicate fringe of brown glossy curls.

Linda couldn't help blushing when she thought about what he was seeing. She'd taken a look with a hand mirror recently to see what Glen was so interested in. Graves was seeing the same things, the bright red bump of her clit, her plump pink cunt-lips, the little shadowed mouth of her twat, and even the tiny wrinkled mouth of her asshole.

"Gorgeous," he said earnestly, "a really lovely pussy. Some of them are quite ugly, you know. But you're beautiful all over."

Linda felt ever more confident that she could use her body to get ahead in the publishing business. But she forgot her ambitions for the moment when Graves began playing with her pretty scarlet pussy. He trailed his fingers lightly over her sensitive little clit and pussylips and Linda felt a little quiver of excitement.

Graves began worming a stiff middle finger up her cunt. Linda gasped and sighed as she felt the stiff finger entering her like a miniature cock. Though she didn't care much for Glen, there'd been plenty of times when she'd gotten off on his love-making. Above all, she loved having her pussy played with.

"Ahhhhh," Linda sighed.

Graves had worked his finger clear to the last knuckle in her tight moist twat. It felt really nice, especially when he started to move his finger up and down in cock-like motions. Linda moaned softly and began to cream around his finger.

"You like that. Good," Graves said.

He pumped faster, finger-fucking her into a hot state of arousal. Linda was surprised at how fast it happened. One minute she'd been yawning, and now she was panting and wriggling her hips and ass in horny excitement. Graves' thick stiff finger felt terrific as it pumped faster and faster in her creaming twat.

"Yes, yes," she gasped, "I like that. Oh, yes, please don't stop."

Through fluttering lashes she saw that Graves was watching her intently while he frigged her cunt with his finger. He looked almost gleeful, as if he enjoyed having power over her. Well, the laugh was on him, because it was Linda who had the power. She knew now that her fantastic young body would get her anything she wanted.

Still it felt damned good to just lie there and let him turn her on with his briskly pumping finger. As she got more and more amused, her greedy little box tightened around his finger and gushed more and more hot sticky cream. To encourage him, Linda reached down and grasped his stiff cock and started to pump it in her fist.

That was a mistake. It excited him too much. Graves whipped his cream-soaked finger out of her cunt and said hoarsely, "Your box is so tight and hot. I've just got to have you now.

Linda didn't mind too much. His naughty finger-fucking had gotten her pretty horny, and she was more than ready for his hard drooling prick. She smiled and opened her long legs as wide as she could, inviting him to ball her.

"No, no, my dear," Graves said with a grin, "that's the old-fashioned way. I want you on your hands and knees."

Linda rolled over, blushing. Glen had done it to her only one way, and she felt so exposed poking her pert little butt up in the air and displaying the rich red flesh of her pussy. Graves knelt behind her and grasped her slim hips for balance. She felt the big hard head of his cock pressing against the tight wet mouth of her cunt.

"You want my cock in you, don't you?" he panted.

"Ohhh, yes," Linda sighed, "please hurry."

She was only partly faking. Graves didn't excite her much, but her horny little cunt didn't care where its pleasure came from, so long as it got a good stiff fucking. As Graves snorted with excitement and shoved his rigid dick into her, Linda moaned with pleasure.

"Yes, yes," she cried, "do it to meeee."

Now she wasn't faking at all. Graves was too excited to be gentle, and he fucked her hard from the start, jerking his stiff prick fast and deep in her creamy little box. Linda wanted it that way. She liked the almost brutal force of his balling.

"Yes, yes," she moaned, "do it to me hard. Oh, God, that's good."

"Jesus," Graves panted, "you're so damned tight. I never fucked such a tight box before."

Linda didn't tell him she'd been a virgin until just this month. As long as her tight young cunt pleased him, nothing else mattered. He had to like balling her more than he did Peggy. She added to his excitement by clawing the bed and wailing her pleasure.

"Fuck me," she moaned, "fuck me HARD."

Graves obeyed, sweat dripping off his body as he rammed her ever harder with his stiff dick. In just a few minutes Linda was coming, her powerful young cunt muscles gripping and squeezing his cock. Graves yelped and began to shoot his load, his frantically jerking prick intensifying Linda's climax.

At last his cock shriveled and slipped out of her, and he rolled away with a happy sigh. "Linda, my dear," he said, "you have that job for sure, You're a much better lay than poor little Peggy."

"Thank you, Mr. Graves," Linda said sweetly.

Suddenly she wanted to punch him in the mouth and tell him what she really thought of him. She wouldn't do it, of course, but she felt sick over the way she was prostituting herself to keep her job. She hated the way she'd had to compete with Peggy, a person she'd liked much more than Glen Parsons or Martin Graves.

The next morning at work Glen Parsons passed her desk and gave her a wistful look. Already the word had gone out that she now belonged to Martin Graves, Glen's superior. His hurt look was uncomfortable enough for Linda, but it was worse when Peggy came to empty her desk and leave the office for good.

As Peggy passed Linda's desk on her way out, she turned to Linda with tears of rage and hissed, "You dirty bitch, I hope you're proud of yourself."

Linda was to remember those words for a long time.

Linda had been working on the "Scene" staff for about two months before she met the editor-in-chief, Frank Brooks. He was a busy man who often traveled, and not many junior staff members had the privilege of meeting him. Linda was introduced when Martin Graves went to lunch with Brooks and took Linda along.