Lane Novak - Full-bodied babe

She pressed her lips against his chest and began licking his thickly-matted flesh. Reno relented his grip on her pussy, allowing her to slide off his lap and kneel between his legs.

Babe's tongue wandered down to his belly as she hastily unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly.

Reno rose to his feet and let his pants fall to his knees. His briefs barely concealed his bulging cock which Babe gently stroked and squeezed. Finally, she tugged down his underwear and Reno's rigid rod sprang like a switchblade in her face.

Extending her long, wet tongue, Babe tenderly tickled his testicles. Reno's dick throbbed with anticipation, flexing uncontrollably as she toyed with his dangling balls. Then, as she caressed his trembling thighs with her soft hands, Babe lusciously lapped his looming lance, sliding her drooling, pink tongue up and down his shaft and twirling the tip around its plump head.

Then, while Reno held her head between his hands, Babe proceeded to give the DJ a BJ, feasting on his firm phallus while the record provided a suitable soundtrack for their lustful interlude:

"Don't care where it comes from,

As long as there's enough,

I got a sweet tooth, baby,

For you candy cane of love.

I said, I want it… and I want it now,

I need it… gotta get it somehow. "

While Reno forced his passion pole down Babe's throat, she held his flexing buttocks in her hands and clawed his ass with her fingernails. "Ah-h-h…" he moaned as his hips rocked back and forth, driving his slick dick in and out of her sucking mouth. Every so often he'd roll his rod around and around her tongue, grinding his crotch into her submissive face, then piercing her tight lips to shove his shaft deeper into her gulping gullet. "Suck it, baby!" he gleefully commanded. "Suck my big dick! Mmm! Yeah!"

Babe swayed her head back and forth, devouring every inch of his jutting manhood, immersing his taut tool in the warm, wet orifice that was her mouth. She sucked him slowly, she sucked him fast, she sucked him deeper and harder than anyone had ever sucked him before.

But just when Reno was getting ready to fire his hot pistol, he heard the record fading out.

"Oh, shit!" he exclaimed, reluctantly withdrawing his cock and stumbling to the console.

Thinking fast, he jammed a tape into a slot and pressed a button.

"Instant repla-a-a-a-y-y-y…" belched a robot-like voice and Reno played the record again from the very beginning.

"There now," he smiled, lifting one leg at a time to remove his pants. He turned to Babe.

"Where were we?"

She stood up and walked over to the console. Then she hopped onto Reno's desk and spread her stockinged legs. "I have a request for my DJ," she said with a playful grin.

"What's it called?" Reno chuckled.

"Fuck me," she replied.

Reno glanced at her inviting cunt, then muttered slyly, "I'll try to fit it in."

As Reno stepped between her parted thighs, Babe guided his stiff prick between the moist, pink lips of her throbbing pussy. Once he had penetrated her narrow slit, Reno plunged his prong deep into her tight, tantalizing twat. Babe wrapped her legs around his waist to absorb the full magnitude of his magnificent manhood.

Overwhelmed with passion, Reno grasped the cheeks of her ass and lifted Babe off the desk. Impaled on his long lance, she clung to his neck as he bounced her up and down, fucking her in mid-air. Babe wailed with delight as she rode his greasy pole, lunging up and sliding down again and again.

Then Reno set her down on a narrow ledge against a plate of glass between the broadcast booth and an outside corridor. As Reno skewered Babe's saturated snatch, her bare back and buttocks pressed against the thick, transparent pane. He kept slamming into her to the driving beat of the record:

"You've got the kind of muscle I've been longing for, When you put it to me boy, It makes me beg for more.

I want it… and I want it now,

I need it… gotta get it somehow… "

As Reno was ramming his tool into Babe's juicy crack, his replacement, "Slim," Jim Joplin walked into the station earlier than usual. He was walking down the hall past the broadcast booth and happened to glance at the window. He did a double-take and stopped dead in his tracks. He gaped at the naked woman who didn't notice him because her back was turned and he waved until he caught Reno's attention.

Without missing a stroke, Reno gave him a thumbs up sign and went right on fucking Babe.

Rather than leave, Joplin stood there and watched, intrigued and aroused. Finally, Reno withdrew from Babe's hot box and forced her to turn around. Kneeling on the ledge with the front of her body pressed against the glass, Babe shuddered with ecstasy as Reno penetrated her pussy from behind. Moments later, with her favorite DJ prodding her succulent socket with his riveting prick, Babe opened her eyes and was startled to see "Slim" Jim standing right before her. But instead of covering herself or running away in shame, Babe found herself curiously titillated. She decided to incorporate Joplin in a most unusual menage a trois. Babe pressed her tits against the glass and beckoned him forward.

At first, Joplin merely gazed at her in astonishment. His voyeurism aroused Babe even more.

Judging by the enormous bulge in his pants, he was equally tantalized by the situation.

Timidly, he reached out and touched the spot on the glass where Babe's right nipple rested.

He traced circles around her flaming red areolas and flattened his palms to cover her boobs.

Babe licked the glass with her tongue, encouraging Joplin to move closer. They pressed their lips against the glass as if to kiss and placed the tips of their tongues at the same spot. Then Joplin bent down to lick her breasts, never actually touching her flesh, but thrilling Babe and himself just the same. He wandered lower and lower, until he was on his knees, lapping the glass where Babe seemed to press her crotch against his face. He got a close-up view of Reno's cock as it pumped itself in and out of her gaping pussy. Horny as all hell, Joplin straightened up, unbuckled his belt and dropped his pants.

Babe's eyes widened with admiration as Joplin's enormous organ rose like a drawbridge. She bent down, thrusting her rump against Reno's hairy belly and sliding her cunt all the way down his embedded shaft. Joplin pressed his cock against the windowpane and watched as Babe ran her tongue up and down the transparent barrier. It appeared as if she was licking his prick. In fact, Joplin could almost feel it. He groaned ecstatically as Babe's lapping tongue squeaked against the glass.

Spurred on by this kinky spectacle, Reno clutched Babe's garter straps and screwed her hot honeypot with the speed and force of a jackhammer. The sound of the records's grinding guitar punctuated his savage, staccato thrusts as he and Babe surged toward an incredible orgasm.

He plundered her pussy with all the power he possessed, jabbing and stabbing her luscious lovehole until both of them howled with pleasure.

Just as Reno filled Babe's quivering twat with his creamy load, Joplin ejaculated, splattering the window with his manly ooze. The three of them not only came together, but they came at the climax of the record. As the song faded out, Reno withdrew from Babe's throbbing cunt and staggered to the console.

"Whew!" he exclaimed on the air. "That song," he panted, "left me… breathless! Let's get back to… the music marathon while I… I recover."

After making the announcement and cuing the tapes, Reno turned around to gather his clothing and was surprised to see that Babe had disappeared. While the disk jockey slipped into his pants, Joplin trudged into the booth, trying to buckle his belt.

"Where's the girl?" asked Reno.

"Gone," said Joplin. "She just grabbed her clothes and ran out of the studio. Who was she, anyway? I wanted to thank her."