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CHAPTER FIVE

The party was already off to a rip-roaring start, and it got even wilder when it was noted that the big boss, George Houston, was out of circulation up in the penthouse.

Two long, well-stocked bars had been set up, and, as if that weren't enough, Clint Jones had mixed up two mammoth bowls of rum and vodka punch.

Peggy had gone through three glasses and she was just woozy enough to follow everybody's lead. But, thankfully, not enough to pass out – an ideal equilibrium.

Already, couples were starting to disappear behind file cabinets and into vacant offices. Peggy was headed for her fourth glass of punch when Mickey Dale grabbed her arm.

"Hi, Peggy!"

"Oh, hello, Mickey."

Mickey had been drinking quite a bit, that was obvious. Peggy wondered if that were wise. The boy was still in high school, and worked afternoons in the mail room after classes.

"Gee, I sure like that dress you got on," he said, watching the hemline rise almost to her panties, as she bent to crush her cigarette.

"Oh, thank you," she replied, blushing.

The boy was puzzled by the blush, something he hadn't seen for a long time, and he decided to pursue the subject further.

"As a matter of fact, I like anything you wear."

Peggy smiled shyly, and tried to keep the pink from spreading all over her face again. She had already caught his meaning.

"I just love the curve of your leg, here," he said, reaching out to caress the top of her thigh where it vanished under her skirt.

Peggy started at his touch. She liked the boy and even thought of him as sexy – but she hadn't imagined he would just reach out and touch her legs. It must be the booze. Nevertheless, she felt a shiver run through her body as his warm hand moved under the material of her dress.

"Some day I'd like to feel the inside curves – wrapped around my back," he said, arching his eyebrows and laughing.

"Mickey! My God, you're just a boy!" Peggy gasped.

He grinned. "But I been around… baby."

"Well, not around me," Peggy said.

"Okay, I'll wait!" Mickey laughed, and moved off to greener pastures.

Good Lord, Peggy thought, does my new liberated mood stick out all over?

She was at the punch bowl now.

"Small fry bothering you?" said a deep voice from her side.

"What? Oh, no. I don't think…"

"I'm from advertising. You don't know me."

Peggy followed the stranger's eyes down to her blouse. Somehow all the buttons and been undone and most of her tits bulged naked above her bra. She quickly started buttoning them.

"It's all right," the man said. "I love tits."

She liked his straightforward comments, after all the teasing innuendoes of other men. "Good," she said, leading him on. "What else do you like?"

"Oh," he said, looking carefully down the length of her body. "I like backs and good round asses and soft legs."

"Anything else?"

"Yeah," the man grinned, moving his hand to caress her leg. "I like soft pussy. Just like yours."

"That's funny," Peggy answered, bolder now – and definitely feeling her three drinks. "I happen to like cocks!"

"Let's go," he said. "There's an office empty down at the end of the hall."

"Now just a minute… what makes you think…"

"Don't you?" he said, leading her down the hall, into the office and locking the door behind them.

He was very handsome, very self-assured, and very big. Peggy hoped he was big all over.

"Yeah," she grinned. "I guess I do." It all happened so fast, Peggy wasn't sure that it was really happening. She shrugged out of her clothes and slipped off her panties as if she were in a dream.

The man lay on top of her, heavy and hot. His chest crushed against hers, flattening the full curves of her tits, pushing her nipples down. His prick moved between her thighs, searching for an opening.

Peggy threw her legs up. The stranger pushed against her, pressing insistently with his firm cock. Suddenly, with a rush, he rammed all the way inside her cunt!

It hurt her for a minute. It was all so sudden. She really didn't have time to get ready. But soon she fell into the rhythm of it, moving against him as he pushed forward with his strong hips. She was enjoying it – but all the time she was half-dreaming.

With a wild yell, he came inside her, filling her cunt-hole and spilling cum out onto the carpet. He didn't seem to care about her at all as she struggled against him, trying to reach her own climax. Just like that he pulled out, stood up and slipped on his pants.

"See ya around," he said. And then, before Peggy could even catch her breath, he was gone.

He didn't even bother closing the door behind him!

"Jesus," she hissed, and then gasped as Mickey moved through the door, smiling.

"I'm too young, huh?" the boy said, closing the locking the door behind him. "I listened, and I'll bet he didn't even take time to get you off!"

"Mickey!" Peggy rasped, pulling her dress over as much of her naked body as it would cover. "How dare you…?"

The boy pulled a good, hard, thick cock out of his pants and crossed the room, waving his prick at her.

"Do I dare?"

Peggy threw her dress aside. "Hurry! Get your clothes off and get down here!"

"Let me get into something comfortable in the other bedroom," Gloria told George. "Then bring her to me!"

In the larger of the penthouse's two bedrooms, Gloria stripped and searched in the closet for something appropriate to wear. Finding a shortie nightgown with a low V-neck coming down to the waist, she swiftly slipped into it.

In the full-length mirror on the closet door, she studied the effect of the shortie nightgown. It was tantalizingly low-cut. The inner curves of her plump tits could be clearly seen. And it was sheer. The nipples made rosy shadows through the material. The gown ended at her hips. She was elated – and not a little turned on – to see some of her black, curly pubic hair peeking out beneath the hem.

But then Gloria was always turned on when she saw any part of her body. She loved beautiful women's bodies – and hers was the most beautiful she had ever seen.

She slid her fingers down and combed them through her pubic bush until she found her cunt-slit. She traced the lips back and forth from asshole to clit until her pussy started oozing. She continued the action until her fingers were wet and sticky with her own lubrication.

Then she brought them up to her mouth and licked them until only saliva remained.

By the time the door opened behind her, she was so hot that she would suck or fuck anything – let alone the ravishing young beauty that stepped through the door in front of George Houston!

The girl was young – younger than Gloria remembered when she had first seen her in the main floor offices.

She had the face of a fashion model – high cheek bones, thin lips, slanted eyes. Her hair was long and thick, framing her exquisite features like a halo.

Her figure was too voluptuous for fashion modeling, though. Her hips were too full and the cheeks of her ass were too jutting, too sexily rounded, her tits were huge where they threatened to explode through the silky material of her blouse.

Her eyes were taking in the nakedness of Gloria's body through the sheer nightie. But they didn't mirror desire – they mirrored shock.

"Her name's Candy," George offered, pushing the girl toward Gloria. "But then, I guess you already know that."

"Yeah," Gloria said, "I know. Jesus, honey, what a doll you are!" There was a long, awkward pause. "Can't you say something?"

The girl tried, but only a squeak came out of her mouth.

Gloria stepped very close to her, the front of the nightie dancing from the sway of her huge tits.

"God, you're luscious, honey. We're just going to have a wonderful time! But you look so young and innocent."

Candy attempted a shy smile and licked her lips nervously. "I… well, I…" She glanced around at George, who was leaning against the wall, his arms folded across his chest.

"Never mind," Gloria said. "Let's get you naked. I want to see your tits and pussy!"

She started removing Candy's clothing – first the blouse and then the skirt. Then down came the panty-hose. Gloria made sure she palmed every inch of the girl's round ass and full thighs as she moved.

"Now the bra!" Her hands went around the girl's back, found the hooks and eyes, and unclasped the bra. Her heavy tits spilled out as the bra floated away. "Mmmmmmm, nice. Damn nice," she breathed, bringing a new flush to Candy's already reddened face.

Candy shivered with embarrassment. Her arms folded themselves over her tits. Gloria smiled and gently forced Candy's arms away from her rounded tit-mounds. Candy bit her lower lip.

"Let me look at than, darling," Gloria purred. "They're so nice. So round. I could eat them up!"

She suddenly put her hands on the girl's tits and started to massage them. Candy was startled at first but remained still, her arms held firmly at her sides.

Gloria was tired of fooling around. Her own body was on fire. She could feel juices oozing from her cunt-lips to drip from the ends of the darkly matted pubic hair between her legs.

"I want to suck your pussy, kid. I want to stick my tongue up your sweet cunt and up your little asshole. I want to wash those beautiful tits of yours with my lips, with my tongue…"

"Oh, my God…" Candy started to step away.

"Candy!" George said from a corner of the room.

The girl froze.

Gloria knelt, tugged Candy's panties down and tossed them aside. Candy was naked. Her tits were voluptuously rounded, hanging from her slim frame. Her thighs were long and slim, and her skin was smooth.

"Let's go to bed," Gloria breathed.

"George… do I have to?" Candy whispered softly.

"Yes!" George hissed.

The girl responded like a robot. Woodenly, she walked to the bed and got on it.

"Christ, kid," Gloria hooted. "I know ol' George has been shoving his cock up your cunt and probably up your ass, too! Well, honey, you ain't been loved until you've had another pussy love ya! You'll probably never go back to ol' George!"

Without another word, Gloria pulled off her nightie and joined Candy in the bed. She moved close and hovered over her. When their nipples touched, Candy gasped.

She looked petrified!

Gloria dropped her head and tongued at her nipple. Then she closed her mouth over as much of Candy's luscious, creamy tit as she could get between her lips. Candy cried sharply as she felt the hot wetness on her tit.

Gloria's mouth traveled over every inch of tit, leaving warm, wet trails and sharp bites. Then she started down Candy's perfect body. The tip of her tongue entered the crew of her navel and Gloria felt a violent belly contraction.

There was no doubt about it. Whether the girl wanted it or not, Gloria's expert tongue was having its effect on her body. Cunt juice was oozing from her pussy-lips and running in thin drops from the curling ends of her pubic fur.

Gloria worked her fingers back and forth in the girl's pussy-slit until Candy's hips started to gyrate and her ass lifted off the bed.

"Oh, oh, that's good! Oh!"

"So you're a hot little number after all, huh?" Gloria said.

"I…"

"Do you want it, baby?"

"Want what?"

"My tongue. Do you want my tongue in your pussy? Do you want to come?"

"Yes! Oh, God, yes!" Candy moaned.

"That's alt I was waiting for, baby… an invitation!"

Gloria covered Candy's body with her own and slid down until her oozing cunt-slit was right before her eyes. The raw pink flesh, with its heavy, musky smell, drew her tongue like a magnet.

Her tongue darted out, licked at Candy's erect little clit a few times, and then forced its way between her glued-up pussy-lips to enter the girl's tender cunt.

"Oh, good," Candy gasped, her body going wild with the contact. Her pussy became a teeming, wildly aroused mass of hot flesh under Gloria's probing tongue.

"Is it good, baby? You want some more?"

"Oh, yes… oh, fuck! Gloria, fuck me… it feels so good, so fucking good!"

"I want to love you all the way, honey," Gloria cooed, pulling her tongue from her clutching pussy. "I want to lick and tongue you from the top of your cunt to the top of your ass!"

"Yes… yes, please, do it! Please!" Candy panted. She was a hopeless mass of hot flesh, now. She lifted her legs high in the air and spread her legs wide. She pushed the balls of her lists under her asscheeks and brought herself clear up off the bed until all her weight rested on her head and shoulders. Her cunt and her asshole were pointed directly toward the ceiling.

Gloria's head literally dove between Candy's upturned asscheeks, her tongue darting, serpent-like, out from her parted teeth and lips to circle and tickle the sensitive skin around Candy's contracting asshole. Then she ran her tongue down to the very edge of her ass crease, gathered a great glob of saliva on her tongue and started up, over and down again in a sweeping, lapping motion that ended directly on top of the girls' pulsing clit.

"Ohhh, God! That's wild!" Candy shrieked.

"That's the wildest, craziest sensation I've ever felt in my life!"

Gloria smiled to herself, knowing all about the sexual spasms she was generating in the girl. She returned her tongue to Candy's asshole. Again, she tickled lightly before driving the tip deeply into her quivering flesh. In and out of Candy's tiny asshole she plunged her hot tongue, each stroke driving deeper than the last!

"My pussy, my pussy! Oh, please, do that to my pussy! I'm coming!"

Gloria slid her long tongue deep, deep into the girl's cunt. She stepped up her pace, her tongue swelling as it shoved again and again inside her hot cunt-hole. As her tongue kept on jolting and riding the walls inside Candy's cunt, the girl grabbed Gloria's hair and pulled her face – hard – into the seeping mass of her pussy.

"Oh, oh, oh, heaven… it's heaven!"

"Come, baby, come in my mouth! Give me all the sweet juice in your pussy!"

"Oh, I'm there… I'm there, Gloria! Tongue it… fuck it… pound my cunt with your tongue! I'm coming… coming like hell!"

Two fingers slipped into her pussy and massaged her soft, slick inner cunt-walls. When they were removed, Gloria's hot tongue spin took their place. It felt like a thick spoon on the roof of Candy's cunt as it worked its pleasure-giving way through her hot cunt-hole.

Candy writhed like a woman possessed as Gloria's fingers dug expertly into the soft flesh of her thighs. Candy hissed with lust as she felt a finger go up her asshole in tempo with the tongue that reamed out her cunt.

A female growl erupted in her throat as she felt her clit being sucked into Gloria's mouth.

"Oh, damn, damn, damn! That's good! Suck, Gloria, suck my cunt! Stick!" Candy wailed through a violent climax and nearly fainted. Gloria's grasping hands clutched the cheeks of her ass and pulled her pussy hard into her face.

Candy shuddered out her pleasure as Gloria slurped the remaining juices from her cunt and kept right on wildly eating her.

When she opened her eyes, she looked through a slight haze to see Gloria's pouting asscheeks above her face. Between the white ass-globes was the dark-fringed, gaping slit of Gloria's pussy. It gleamed like the raw meat it was, and juice from it dripped down to stain Candy's hair and eyes. And then, as she moved slightly, the cum-nectar flowed into her open mouth.

"No!" she cried. "No, I can't do it!"

Frantically, she pushed Gloria's cunt from her face and struggled to rise from the bed.

"Oh, Jesus," Gloria hissed, pulling her back down beside her. "What a quail I got my hands on. George, stick a cock in her somewhere! Maybe that will help her get in the mood!"

George was stripped in seconds. He hated Gloria, but he loved the way she engineered fuck parties!

Even though he was a young boy, Mickey Dale came after Peggy like a mature sex maniac.

He ripped at his clothes until he was completely naked. Then he fell to the floor with Peggy and slid his hands up the backs of her legs. He slowly worked his way upward until he cupped her firm, jutting asscheeks. As his hands moved, Peggy's body shook with the pleasure she was anticipating.

He kissed her gently and then pulled his head back and stood up. She put her arms around him and pulled his body tightly to hers.

"Take it easy, baby. You'll be ready too soon."

"Oh, God! I'm ready now!"

He could sense the urgency in her body. His nostrils filled with the smell of her cunt. His hands worked between her thighs, feeling desire flow through her pussy.

"You gotta be cool," the boy said. "You gotta take your time and really enjoy! You don't want me to poke you and run like that last dude did, do you?"

Oh, my God, Peggy thought, now a little kid is telling me how to fuck? This is really the day of days. Merry Christmas!

His eyes fasted on her body. The soft light played over her rounded form, highlighting her full, ripe tits and the mature, womanly flare of her curving hips. His eyes glued to the jutting firm mounds of her tits as she moved and undulated against him. Her flesh jiggled and bounced gently. Her nipples were rock hard and they throbbed with passion.

Her hands went up to her lush tits. She lifted them in her palms.

Mickey watched with fascination as she held her tits out to him, her thumbs strumming her nipples.

She saw it in his eyes – his boyish bravado was breaking down! Peggy was taking over, becoming the master. Well, at last! she thought. It's about time!

He wanted her badly, now. Game time, for him, was over.

"Let's fuck now!" he growled.

"I want you to eat me first," she purred. "I want you to suck my cunt."

"Shit, I ain't gonna tongue your pussy. That dude's cum is still in there!"

"Eat it!" Peggy cried, feeling the first real jolt of pussy-power she'd experienced today. "Eat it, or get out of the way so I can go find somebody who will!"

"Shit," the boy whimpered, and shifted his body until he was between her open knees.

"Ohhh, yes, yes! I want it… I want your mouth."

He kissed her. Her hips shot up to meet his mouth, and he let his tongue lash out passionately. His tongue worked hungrily over her pussy-lips, darting in and out of her soft, pink flesh. He lifted her asscheeks, moving her cunt as close as possible to his pleasure-giving mouth.

Then suddenly, Peggy was squirming and wriggling away from him. "I've changed my mind!"

"I don't want your tongue anymore. I want your cock. Fuck me!"

"Jesus, lady, you are fucking weird." He jammed his face back into her cunt.

"No, you asshole!" Peggy hissed, tugging him up over her body. "I don't want your tongue, in my cunt. I want your cock – big and hard – filling it up!"

She wrapped her legs around him and moved against him, the hard line of his upright prick trapped against the soaking furrow of her cunt.

"Damn, this is crazy…"

"Shut up and rub! Rub my clit! Bring me off, you bastard – and then fuck me!"

"Shit," he moaned again. But he did as she commanded.

Her supple legs twisted together in a death grip around his body. Between the warm, soaking flesh of her inner thighs, his long, hard cock lay nestled in her damp, hair-fringed cunt-crevice – waiting only for the quick, delicious snap of his hips to elevate his cock slightly and sink it into the soft, eager lips of her quivering pussy!

Peggy kissed him hungrily, biting his lips until he was sure she would draw blood. She sucked his tongue into her own mouth and urged him on with both words and actions.

"Please, baby, please… now! Shove your beautiful, big, hard, pounding cock clear up into my cunt! Fill me with it!"

She guided his ready prick, its head filled with hot blood and hot cum, over the warmly jerking ring of her asshole. It caused her to jerk spasmodically. Then she moved it into her wet, heated cunt-furrow. She teased his hard rubbery cock-tip up and down over her aching clit, through the wet folds of her damp cuntlips, and into her cunt.

"Oh, yes!" she cried. "Now I've got some cock! I've got a cock!"

Her thighs opened and closed in wild abandon. Farther and farther she worked the blood-engorged head of his vibrating prick into her trembling pussy.

The pressure in Mickey's balls climbed and soared until he thought the skin would shred and cum would soak the churning asscheeks of the beautiful woman spread before him.

He leaned forward and ran his hands up and down her throbbing thighs. At the same time, he jammed forward with his pulsing cock and slipped up to his balls in her hot, tight cunt.

He withdrew until just the knob of his prick, with its red, flaring ridge, was visible between her supple cunt-lips.

"God… good pussy," he mumbled.

"Then fuck it, you asshole!" Peggy screeched. "Pound your damn cock into it, because it's ready for you! Fuck your prick in there, because you might never get pussy like this again!"

He suddenly levered forward, his mind out of control with desire. The full length and width of his heaving young cock flashed through the moist, clutching walls of her cunt. Peggy felt a maddening ecstasy as she began to roll and fling her ass up against his driving prick.

"Oh, God, God, God… it's so damned good!"

Grinding ecstasy filled the crevices of her cunt. His cock-meat burned. He cried out in agony. She gasped and screamed. The agony was ecstasy – and it drove them on!

"Oh keep fucking, keep fucking, baby!" Peggy cried. "Jesus, you got a big cock for a kid!"

Kid, huh? Mickey thought. I'll show you kid!

He fumbled in his pants on the floor beside him until he found the rubber cock extender he always carried with him. His own cock was nearly nine inches long and three fingers thick. The cock extender made it over a foot – with a fist sized head!

"No, no, you asshole! Don't take it out!"

"Just for a second," the boy chuckled, slipping the added phony cock-meat over his own.

The mention of asshole had given him a new idea!

With the extender in place, he positioned the huge head of his cock at her asshole. Before she could object, he rammed into her, sending half his mammoth cock up her ass-channel in one plunge.

Peggy screeched!

He rammed again and felt his pubic hair crunch against her cunt.

She screamed again and her eyes closed. Her body sagged. She was out, but she continued to fuck, her hips moving automatically.

Mickey didn't wait for her. He came, grunting, his cum bubbling up and trickling down and out nearly as fast as it gushed in. Whether it sapped his strength or whether he just didn't give a damn, he didn't know. He held her there, loosely, so that her weight rode his cock heavily while it spat out its load.

"Don't stop… oh, Jesus, don't stop!" Peggy wailed, her eyes still closed.

She was out cold and still she demanded his cock. He pulled out of her. Peggy struggled to follow, and fell to the floor in a heap.

Mickey wrestled his body quickly back into his clothes. He didn't even bother to wipe the cum from his shrinking prick as he stuffed it back into his shorts.

He watched the grotesquely sprawling form of this beautiful, voluptuous woman. She was whimpering, in a semi-conscious state on the carpet. Her legs were spread open and he could clearly see the pink lips of her soaking cunt where they gleamed beneath her wet pubic hair.

He had, a sudden desire to shove his flaccid prick into her cunt – to give her exactly what she had begged him for, now that he had managed to bring her to such a low level by fucking her ass with such ferocity.

He knew, as he scanned the fullness of her ripe body, that he had wanted to do such a thing to her before. Now that he had finally done it, he felt wasted, empty.

He rolled her to her side and looked at the damage. There wasn't any.

The crease of her ass was almost black where it ran down between the fleshy bronze of her asscheeks. Between her legs he could just make out the wiry hair of her cunt, where her pussy-slit and her asshole met, in dark, furry perfection.

His cock started rising again.

"Get out, you asshole!" she yelled.

He stepped through the door and moved down the hallway. He heard their voices just as he neared the elevators. Opening the door leading to the stairs, he darted through it. When the voices past, he cracked the door and peeked out.

It was Dennis Watson and his secretary, Norma. One of Norma's tits was out of her bra, covered by Dennis' hand. From the bulge in the front of the man's pants, it was obvious to Mickey that they were looking for some place to fuck.

Without pausing, they went directly to the room that Mickey had just left. Dennis didn't knock, he produced a key, opened the door, and they stepped inside.

I'll be damned, Mickey thought. So it was Dennis Watson's office he had just gotten fucked in.