Nick Eastwood: Ball in the family

One evening Gloria and Sandy were working, Sandy in her usual off-hours jeans and jersey, Gloria in a sexy black lace negligee. She'd thought the lovely gown might pick up her spirits, but it didn't. Even as she dictated to Sandy, she found herself thinking of her handsome grandsons. She was so preoccupied with the boys that she lost her train of thought.

"Gloria," Sandy said, "what's the matter? Ever since you got back from California, you've seemed so sad."

Gloria reddened. "I can't talk about it, Sandy," she said. "It's just something that happened out there."

Sandy dropped her Steno pad and came over to Gloria's chair. She slipped her arm around her boss' shoulders and said soothingly, "I understand, honey. Goddamn men."

So Sandy assumed she'd had an unhappy love affair with an adult male? Good enough, for Gloria would never be able to tell her the shocking truth – that she had three young grandsons and had been fucking all three of them, sometimes all at once. Gloria sighed and leaned back in the chair, and Sandy began to massage her shoulders.

"Mmmm," Gloria sighed, "that feels nice."

"You just need to relax, darling," Sandy said. "Just lie back and I'll give you a nice massage."

Gloria closed her eyes and felt Sandy's fine, expert touch on her shoulders and arms. She didn't see Sandy looking down the low-cunt front of her negligee and admiring her luscious big tits. Sandy's feeling for Gloria was not exactly hero worship, as Gloria had thought. The girl was powerfully aroused by her boss beauty and gorgeous body.

"Ummmmm, Sandy, what would I do without you?" Gloria murmured.

"Don't talk, dear," Sandy, purred, "just relax." Shivering with excitement, Sandy began working her massaging hands down toward Gloria's softly heaving tits. Gloria was usually very cool and distant, hardly ever allowing Sandy to touch her, though they'd been working together a long time. For Sandy this was a very big moment. She knew, of course, that Gloria was attracted to men and had had many lovers. But there was always a chance of changing her mind.

Gloria felt the girl's warm hands caressing their way toward her tits, but it didn't alarm her. It felt pleasant, and Sandy was a dear friend. Sandy's fingers moved underneath the semi-sheer material of the negligee and touched the tops of her tits. When Gloria said nothing, Sandy moved her hands lower, till she was actually cupping her boss' hot melon-sized tits.

"My God, Gloria," she sighed. "I wish I was built like you."

"Don't." Gloria chuckled. "It just gets in your way."

"Still," Sandy sighed, "your tits are so gorgeous."

She gave Gloria's huge silky-skinned tits a little squeeze. Gloria figured she was just kidding around, so she said nothing. Besides, it really did feel nice. She couldn't help responding. Her big cone-shaped red hippies stiffened, going erect and throbbing against Sandy's palms. Sandy felt their sudden rigidity and almost moaned with longing.

She couldn't control herself any longer. She was much too violently aroused by Gloria – her gorgeous face, her superb body, her seductive perfume. Sandy leaned down and brushed her cheek against Gloria's. When her boss still didn't protest, she moved lower and kissed her on the mouth, a long lingering kiss that made her pussy go wet and scalding.

"Ummmmm," Sandy moaned.

Gloria was completely taken by surprise. She didn't know what to think. All of a sudden her sensible, efficient secretary was squeezing her tits and kissing her on the mouth! One thing for sure, though, it felt very exciting. Gloria had been without sex ever since she returned from California several weeks ago. She couldn't help feeling a rush of lust as Sandy's hot mouth moved against hers.

But what did it mean? She didn't get a chance to find out, because just then the doorbell rang. Sandy jumped back in surprise, and Gloria leaped from her chair and hurried to the door, her bra-less tits wobbling enticingly.

"Damn it all," Sandy muttered to herself.

The caller was Tony Vance. Gloria looked up at him and felt a powerful surge of lust. Why? She'd never been turned on by him before. He was attractive, all right, tall and trim and dark-haired, with warm sensuous brown eyes, but she just wasn't roused by adult males these days. Could that long sexy kiss from Sandy have anything to do with the raging horniness she felt? Gloria tried to dismiss that from her mind.

"Why, Tony," she beamed, "what a surprise!"

"Good evening, Gloria," he said, flashing her a sexy grin. "I hope you don't mind my dropping by."

"Of course not," she said. "Come in. I'd like you to meet my secretary, Sandy. Sandy, this is Tony Vance."

They all had a martini, while Gloria tried to decide what to do. It was clear from the way they looked at her that both Tony and Sandy wanted her. What a kinky dilemma! And even more kinky, she found herself wanting them both. Well, they were all grownups, and she considered herself a liberated woman. Why couldn't all three get it on?

"Look," Gloria said, "let's all be honest with each other. You'd like to go to bed with me, wouldn't you, Tony?"

"Yes," he leered. "I sure as hell would."

"Well," Gloria said, "So would Sandy."

Tony's mouth dropped open, but Sandy didn't even blush. The slim blonde smiled and said, "That's right, Tony. I don't usually go for gas, but I really have a thing for Gloria."

"Well, uh, whatever," Tony said, trying to regain his cool. "I mean, I'm no puritan. You girls want me to butt out?"

"No, Tony, darling," Gloria purred, "we want you to join in."

Tony broke into a broad grin. "Hey, that's more like it," he said. "Which way to the bedroom?"

Gloria led the way, her pussy burning with lust. She could feel the hot sticky cunt juice running down her thighs. After three weeks without sex, she was more than ready for this unusual little orgy. If this didn't take her mind off her grandsons, nothing would. They entered the bedroom, and Tony glanced approvingly at the huge king-size bed.

"Just right," he grinned. "Boy, I'm glad I decided to drop by."

They all undressed, Tony's dark eyes darting hungrily from one woman to the other. They were both luscious in his opinion, and he'd been around. Gloria was more beautiful, and her big titted body was fantastic, but Sandy wasn't exactly a dog. The young blonde was slender, with apple sized high-riding tits capped with small pink nipples. She had long coltish legs and a little blonde puff of fur over her pussy.

While Tony eyed the girls, they shamelessly ogled him. He had a superb build and was deeply tanned. His chest, arms and legs were thickly furred with black hair. As he dropped his shorts, their eyes focused hungrily to his cock. It was a beauty, an eight-inch column of blue-veined meat that looked as thick as their wrists. The enormous head of his cock was knob-shaped and purple, the cleft oozing thick bubbles of juice.

"Well, girls?" Tony leered. "Does it meet with your approval?"

"That's what we're going to find out, isn't it?" Gloria grinned.

"Come on, you guys," Sandy said. "Let's cut the chatter. I'm soooo horny."

Tony laughed and climbed onto the bed, and the women joined him on either side. With a slender young blonde on one side and an auburn-haired mature beauty on the other, Tony felt so achingly horny that he could hardly control himself. But he figured the girls would call the shots, and he was right. They both began running their hands over his lean hairy body, not waiting for him to make a move.

The next thing he knew, Sandy was wriggling her hot wet tongue in his ear while Gloria was licking his cock. Sandy teased his ear, his face, and his neck with her slippery tongue tip, and Gloria lapped hungrily all over his stiff-standing cock. Tony shivered lustily and grabbed for Sandy's tits, Gloria's huge tits being too far away.