Vince Marcos: The office girls

"That's it," George panted. "Squeeze my dick. Tug on it hard! Pull it."

She did as he told her. She felt his whang growing and stiffening. It was getting long again, the way it had before when she got it shoved in her mouth. But this time, she wanted it to get big. She wanted it, wanted to suck it, wanted to fuck it…

"Hurry," she moaned, writhing on her back. "Put it into my pussy. I can't stand it… please fuck me… fuck me with your long cock…"

"Yeah, baby," he grinned, getting on top of her, untying her, then grabbing hold of his pud and guiding it into her sopping wet hole. "That's it… yeah… uhhh."

"Ohhh!" she moaned, feeling it sink into her moist box. "Fuck me in the muff! Dig it into my cunt! Sink it into my snatch! Fuck me, baby, fuck me dry!"

"When I cum, you won't be dry," he mumbled, ramming his prong into her twat with a swift shove.

"I want it," she murmured. "I want your dick. I want to fuck it. I want to fuck you and your huge PRICK!"

Sharon was going insane from the pleasure he was giving her with his thick slab of meat. It was delicious, getting something, like a cock, shoved up into your pussy. Something connected to somebody, hanging between somebody's legs, and having them pushing it between your own legs, only getting it really hard and stiff first, and balling you with it. "JESUS…" she moaned, feeling his pork sink into her cooze, rubbing against her clit. And to think, she was going to wait until she got married to screw. All the times Dolly said things about humping and fucking, and she had gotten embarrassed. FOR WHAT? And all those tasty offers Gary made about his big dick. Just wait until tomorrow and she'd take him up on a few of them!

"I love the way you fuck me," she moaned in his ear, pushing her pussy up to his cock so he could slide it in. "Shove it into me! All of it! Ohhh!"

George forced his long peter into her cunt. Although it wasn't thick, it was still long. REAL L-O-N-G. It filled up her little pussy. His stiff crotch rubbed roughly against her soft nest of pussy hair. She groaned each time it went in, grabbing the cheek of his ass and holding it tightly as his prick sank into her hole.

"You're learning, baby," he groaned, pumping all the cock he had into her slot. "But I've got a lot to teach you before I can let you go."

"Please," she whimpered beneath him. "Teach me EVERYTHING! I want to know how to do EVERYTHING! I want to learn with you! Ohh, stick it in harder, harder!"

"Horny little cunt, aren't you?" he grunted. "Don't worry, I'm gonna give you a lot of fuck-juice. It's been storing up in my balls and I want it to go into you."

"Yes!" she hissed, writhing beneath him, grinding her hips against his. "I love your cock. I love it! Fuck me with it! Bang me with it!"

She raised her legs up and wrapped them around his moving thighs. This allowed him to get a better angle on her cunt, and guide his dong into her hole better. As he pushed down on her, plunging his slab of meat into her cunt, she pushed up and allowed him to get more of his cock in.

"You're learning," he panted, grinding in his dick. "A very willing student…"

"… who wants to learn from her well-hung teacher," she gasped, feeling his long pecker sinking into her muff.

The next time he stuck it deep into her slot, she reached down his back and cupped his nuts. She squeezed them lightly, fingering them.

"Uhh!" he groaned. "If you keep doing that, I'm gonna shoot my load sooner than expected."

"Yeah," she was moaning. "Blow it into me now. I want to feel your cum shooting into my beaver!"

"You asked for it," he said, pounding his pork sausage into her quickly. "I can hardly hold off any longer. Jesus, you've gotten me so horny… I want to flood your muff so bad with my jism."

"Yes!" she gasped. "Please fuck me, baby! Do it! Hurry!"

"Uhhh…" he grunted, then plunged his peter in deep. She could feel a load pumping deep into her twat. He was cumming inside her, filling up her gash with his fuck-cream. It felt good, his gooey wetness and her sliminess mixing together.

"Christ…" she sighed, her hand stroking his hairy ass as his wad shot into her pussy. "Oh, baby…" She was shaking like an earthquake under him, feeling his hard prick spitting up spunk like an erupted volcano.

"Horny cunt!" he gasped, squirting it into her. "Hot bitch!"

He pulled his cock out of her and lay next to her. His dick was shrinking, becoming limp. It was all covered with cum and pussy juice. She bent over him and licked off the creamy cum. Mmm… it tasted flat, but good. She lapped up the remainder of his load, then shoved her hands up her pussy and licked her fingers.

"What do I learn next?" she asked, grinning.

Mark Spaulding tapped his fingertips across his desk, furious. He kept thinking of what he was going to tell Sharon when she walked in this morning about leaving the office open and going home the way she did last night. It was so stupid of her to behave the way she did.

He pressed the intercom button. "Could you come in here, Sharon?" he said. "I have a few letters to dictate."

"Yes, Mr. Spaulding," she said in a sexy tone.

Mark Spaulding blinked when he heard her voice. That was the first time she ever answered the intercom that way. He sat back in his chair, amazed.

The next moment, Sharon appeared at the doorway, holding the steno pad in her hand. She swung her hips over to where Mark was sitting, smiling sensuously at him.

"Yes, Mr. Spaulding…" she said, again in a very horny way.

Mark found himself stammering as he looked up at her. Instead of a conservative knee-length skirt, she had on a micro-mini and a blouse that revealed a lot of her enormous tits.

"I wanted you to take a few memos," he said, trying to push his eyes away from her body. "Would you please take a seat."

In the next moment, she grinned at him and deposited her nice, round ass on his lap. She wiggled it a bit, then felt his cock grow hard, stretching, thickening, stiffening under the cheeks of her firm ass. He was speechless.

"Ohh, Mark," she moaned, rubbing her bottom on his thick whang. "This is the best DICK-tation we've ever had."

Mark couldn't believe what was happening. Sharon stood for a minute, reached down, and unzipped his fly. Mark's cock was as hard as a baseball bat. In fact, he was certain if she were to pitch one of his balls, he would bat them into the outfield. She fondled his stiff joint in her slender palm, stroking it. It was getting harder, bigger, growing, yawning to life, stretching, dark in color.

"Look at that prick," she whistled. "I'll bet you could teach me how to blow Dixie on it!"

Mark was still unable to speak. All the times he had thought that she was just some cheap prick-tease virgin, and here it turned out she was a piece of quality ass. He groped for her sexy body, wanting to pull it onto his erect prick, but she slipped out of his arms easily, smiling. Instead, she pulled up her short skirt and revealed a juicy, watering snatch. She wasn't wearing any underwear!

"Oh, Christ!" she gasped, spreading her legs over his lap, then lowering her meat-starved pussy onto his slab of cock. "Mark, you're so thick…"

Mark was sweating as she pushed herself down onto his excited pecker. He groaned as she slid down with her mouth dropped open, her legs wide, then moving up and down in slow, lazy motions.

She picked up her steno pad from this desk. "Okay, Mr. Spaulding, I'm ready…" She fumbled with the pencil as she pushed her tight pussy down on his peter.

"Dear Mr. Fredericks: This letter will confirm our telephone conversation… early this week. Ohhh, Jesus, shove your twat down harder…"

"Y-Yes, I've got that," she panted, ramming her moist hairy cunt-lips and sinking on his stiff joint.