Jeff Collins - Spread wide secretaries

When her climax was over, she smiled at him. He smiled, too,and raised up on his arms to look at her.

Her hair was mussed, loose from her hair-pins, lying soft on her shoulders. Her lips seemed softer and redder than usual, and her eyes were glazed and warm. Suddenly, George wanted her again, wanted all the parts that he hadn't had before!

He let his cock slide out of her cunt, then knelt down over her body to suck at her pussy. He loved the swollen pink lips and the soft wet hair that curled all around.

He breathed deep, letting her female smell waft up his nose and settle in his brain. She smelled of sex and coming. He felt like he could linger with his nose in her forever!

Then his tongue snaked out and he could taste her. She tasted even better than she smelled! Warm and female and a little bitter, her juice almost stung his tongue. But he was determined to lick up every drop. He went around her in a circle, dipping his tongue closer to the center each time.

He tongued her clit, then deep inside her cunt-hole. Candy was starting to turn on again, and he could feel the muscles inside her pussy responding to his tongue.

She grabbed at him, reaching again for his prick. This time he turned around above her on the couch, letting his cock dangle over her head.

Her neck stretched up, her mouth grabbing at the end of his prick. First her tongue touched it, circled it, caressed it, and then she let the very tip of his hot prick slide inside her mouth.

Slowly she worked on it, taking his hot cock-meat into her mouth, and then into her throat. She was almost choking as his prick stiffened and grew back again to the size it had been before they had come.

George loved her soft lips around his prick. He moved his hips back and forth, fucking her face as his tongue moved wetly up inside her.

In a moment, they were moving together, face-fucking each other fiercely.

"Ummmm, ummmm," Candy gurgled around her huge mouthful of cock.

"Sweet, sweet cunt," George whispered, through mouthfuls of pussy-juice.

They worked together frantically. Her mouth moved desperately up and down the length of his cock, sucking him down deep into her throat, and letting him slide nearly all the way out.

"Ohhhhh!" she screamed, as the walls of her pussy and her ass seemed to cave in around his tongue. She was sinking and rising with the pleasure, sinking and risingСand then she fell through and she was coming!

The taste of her sweet pussy, running all over his face, was too much for George to bear. He jammed his prick one last time all the way down her throat, and shot into it, again and again, until he had shot every last drop of his load deep into her dark, warm throat.

"Okay, honey?"

"Yeah," Candy sighed. "It was wonderful, as usual."

"Good. Now you get all cleaned up. Gloria Huntley is probably in my office right now. IХll send her up!"

"Oh, daddy, do I have to? I donХt think I'll be any good with a girl… and, besides, it scares me a little!"

"You just close your eyes and imagine it's me, baby," George said, and added in his mind

… or a candle, or a hairbrush, or a dildo… or a dog!

He was sure that anything, male, female or neuter. that got near Candy's cunt would turn her on!

Gloria Huntley was gorgeous and she knew it. Besides being the hottest model in town, she was already one of the richest. That's why she never took a job without some "fringe" benefits.

The Houston Cosmetics account was no different. She sat, tall, haughty and beautiful, across from company President George Houston and made her demands.

Behind them, in the outer offices, they could both hear the noise of clinking glasses, laughter and blaring rock-and-roll music from a portable radio.

"What on earth is all that?"

"The office Christmas party, Gloria. It is Christmas Eve, you know," George said, managing to keep his eyes elevated from her perfect thigh where her skin peeked through the slit in her skirt.

God, he thought, she's still the most beautiful, the bitch!

"I thought this was supposed to be a business office, George," Gloria said, and then smiled wryly. "Of course, we know that there's one hell of a lot of monkey business that goes on, don't we?"

"Come on, Gloria," George said, rising. "The girl you liked is upstairs."

"Will she be willing? Or will it be a hassle like the last time, George?"

"She'll be willing."

"You do train them well, don't you, George."

"All of them except you, Gloria." He led the way toward the elevators.

Gloria Huntley smiled. Yes, she'd won her little battle with George Houston fifteen years before, Gloria had been the first of his virgins.

Gloria watched the muscles ripple through his shirt as she followed him, and was surprised that he could still turn her on. He was the only man who ever had.

In the elevator, she closed her eyes, leaned against the wall and thought about that time

… the first time George had ever fucked her. The time that he had turned her from an innocent if horny virgin into a sex-crazed, insatiable cunt…

Gloria was only a teen-ager, but she had the body and bearing of a girl five years older. Her ambition to be a big time model was already a driving force in her life.

Without telling her mother, Gloria quit school, got some phony credentials and went to work for a fledgling cosmetics firm.

Most of the women in the new company were tired old secretaries that had bounced from job to job for years. Gloria was young and beautiful. George Houston zeroed in on her at once.

For all of her beauty and maturity, Gloria was still naive about men, and very much a fearful virgin. George didn't know this, all he knew was that she was beautiful young pussy.

It was about a month after sheХd been hired when she emerged from the building one evening after working overtime, to find George waiting for her.

"Uh… Gloria, I wonder if you would give me a lift? There seems to be something wrong with the battery in my car."

"Of course, Mr. Houston."

"Oh, hell, Gloria. Call me George when – we're out of the office like this."

Gloria thought he was just a regular nice guy, and very handsome. It was a pity he was already married, with two children. She was tired of engaging in the regular Saturday night struggles over the removal of her bra with dull and unappealing boys. George seemed the very opposite of these boys, romantic, sexually experienced, confident, mature.

And from the way he looked at her and treated her, she was sure George believed she was actually nineteen, the age on her application. The age difference shouldn't stop a little harmless flirting. Gloria didn't plan on going beyond that.

George was fascinating in a special way, he represented the sexual aspects of life Which she had been told were forbidden and wicked. She was scared to act on her sexual fantasies with boys her own age because they were such jerks and would blab everything all over town. But George really turned her on. She found herself dreaming about him knocking her down, tearing her clothes off and fucking her virginity away.

But, she told herself, it was only fantasy. Wasn't it?

With her handsome boss in the car beside her, little things started to happen to her body and mind. His hand brushed her knee when he put out his cigarette, and Gloria suddenly realized that she wanted her fantasy to become a reality!

She was suddenly so shaken by excitement that she could hardly drive. It's wrong, she told herself, wrong to be feeling this way. But the burning sensations between her legs told her that when he touched her she wouldn't be able to help herself.

She gratefully accepted when he offered to drive. When they changed seats, his hand accidentally brushed her tit. The warm touch of his palm immediately turned her on, causing her nipple to grow hard. She was so scared and so horny that she could hardly even listen to him as he spoke.