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CHAPTER SIX

Henderson Cummings swayed drunkenly against one of the makeshift bars. He couldn't believe what had just happened to him. A little redhead from the comptroller's office had just sidled up to him and, without a word, pulled his cock from his pants and sucked him off.

And now he couldn't believe the sight in front of him. The annual office Christmas party had turned into a full-scale orgy. Oh, everybody always got fucked at other Christmas parties, but they had always been discreet, going off into offices and the mail room.

But not this year! This year, one of the new secretaries had gotten carried away on top of a desk, doing a terrific strip-tease. Then, when she was completely nude, she had thrown herself on her back and begged somebody to fuck her. Two guys from shipping quickly obliged – and the orgy was on!

Even though Henderson was loaded, his eyes were alive as they tirelessly roamed over the scene. In one corner, a beautiful woman lay on her back with her kicking legs thrust high in the air. Her thighs were wrapped around the hips of a young, good-looking stud who was driving his cock into her cunt full force. Just in front of his face was the ass and swinging balls of a second young man. He was fucking his cock down into the woman's throat.

Across from them, a redhead with huge, melon-like tits was wildly bouncing her pussy up and down over a man's prick while she sucked the cock of another man who stood in front of her.

Just beside them, two girls were wildly eating each other's cunts while a man ground his cock up one girl's asshole.

A scream of pain brought Henderson's attention to a desk in the center of the room.

Roy Harris, the office janitor, a huge man with an equally imposing hunk of cock-meat, was inching said meat up a young girl's ass.

Henderson blinked in disbelief at the size of the janitor's cock. He could surely ruin the girl's pussy, let alone her asshole. But Roy seemed determined that her asshole was where his cock was going to go!

The girl screamed and Roy moaned as over half his huge cock sunk into her ruptured ass channel.

"It's too big! It's too fucking big!" the girl cried.

"Then why ain't you tryin' to get away from it, Momma?" Roy replied jabbing.

"Because I want it!" came the reply.

Another ear-wrenching scream erupted from the young girl's lips as Roy rammed the last of his twelve inches up her asshole. The thud of his pelvis hitting her ass echoed throughout the room. The girl pitched forward, her face ground into the carpet.

She had passed out cold, but Roy kept lunging his bloodied cock in and out of her ass. He was fucking her so hard that each powerful thrust shoved her inert body a few inches along the carpet.

Across the room, Henderson's eyes met those of Jane Carr. The handsome, forty-ish widow was one of the few women left with any clothes on. Henderson watched her move her hands across her tits. He suddenly realized that he was reading an invitation in her eyes.

Jane had been dubbed the office mother. Everyone cried on her shoulder. And it was generally conceded that she was a prude and that ice water ran in her veins.

The look she was giving Henderson was far from prudish. It said: "I want to be fucked!"

Well, why not, Henderson shrugged. He hadn't fucked a woman older than he was for years.

He took one more gulp from his glass, then started over. Jane was waiting for him. She'd flung the gauntlet and he'd accepted the challenge. And even as he moved toward her, he knew that neither of them had been merely teasing.

To let him know she meant business, Jane shrugged out of her blouse as Henderson approached her. She had been waiting twelve years to do something like this – and now that the time had come, she was going to enjoy it.

Henderson was amazed at the size of her tits. Jane had always walked around the office stooped over, evidently to hide her generously endowed chest. Now, standing straight, her tits jutted to immense proportions and threatened to leap out of her bra.

"Henderson, I'm forty-seven years old," she announced when he reached her.

"I don't care," he replied.

"And I haven't been laid in twelve years."

"All the better. Where shall we go?"

"Why don't we just act young again, like these kids, and fuck right here?" she smiled.

"I agree," he groaned, his eyes feasting on her chest. "I'm not afraid to throw it to you right here on the floor in front of everybody!"

"Then do it!" she sighed, reaching, behind her and unclasping, her bra.

The moment it fell away, Henderson was at her tits.

His mouth was wet and hot and utterly thrilling. His lips closed over one of her hard nipples, and the rough tip of his tongue slid across the sensitive, aching point.

"God, that feels good!" Jane sighed. "Do you know who the last man who fucked me was, Henderson?"

He didn't care but he mumbled something that resembled, "Who?"

"George Houston, the bastard. He fucked me the afternoon of my husband's funeral, and I've felt so guilty I haven't done it since!"

Damn, Henderson thought. Has ol' George banged every woman in the office?

He went to work on her tits with real gusto. Twelve years, he thought. Damn, she'll really have it stored up!

Jane shuddered helplessly and her knees turned to water. Only his arm around her waist prevented her from falling. He eased her down to the floor and took a position next to her. She tore at his crumpled pants with both hands. When they were down below his knees, he rolled his hips away and kicked them off.

His hands and lips were all over her. The ripping away of her panties echoed throughout the room. Her own moans of pleasure were lost in the chorus of sighs and groans and grunts and gasps. She sensed movement near her, and a bare foot brushed her naked shoulder.

The room was like a steam bath, and the mists of lust enveloped all of them. Jane stiffened when she felt Henderson's lips tickle her belly. And she cried out with need when his tongue thrust into her navel.

His strong hands gripped her legs and spread them wide apart. She nearly fainted when she felt his hot breath fanning her sensitive cunt-flesh.

And then his lips were on her and his thrusting tongue was driving her to the highest peaks of pleasure. Her legs clamped around his head and he was captured in her soft flesh. His hands slipped beneath her clenching asscheeks and lifted her sweet cunt to his greedy mouth.

It was more than Jane could bear, this thundering sensation that ripped at her guts and inflamed the core of her being. She screamed as she felt herself slip over the edge and hurtle down into a wild orgasm.

In the brief moments of respite after her orgasm, she listened to the others in the room. She heard the women's voices imploring and praising. She heard coarse words and moans and sighs. She heard the wet sounds of kisses, the slaps of naked bellies.

And then there was no time to listen. Henderson, kneeling beside her shoulder, was lifting her toward him. Her cheek brushed his hairy belly as he guided her.

"Suck me a little!" he growled. "And then I'll fuck your brains out!"

He knelt in front of her, his hands on the back of her head. Jane bent forward and her lips grazed the hard, pulsing shaft of cockmeat that stood out from his body. She kissed his cock-head lightly and reached up with one hand to cup his balls, feeling the taut skin throb under her touch.

She looked up at him and saw that he was watching her. His face reflected the passion and sensations his prick was experiencing. She squeezed his balls lightly and he closed his eyes in pleasure, pushing his hips forward so his cock grazed her lips. She parted them and took his swollen, purple cock-knob between them, drawing her tongue across the tiny slit in the end.

"Ohhh, yeah, baby, yeah. Good. Swallow it, Jane, honey… swallow my fuckin' cock!"

His cock was hot and hard in her mouth. She pushed her head forward slowly, pressing her lips around his prick until she could take no more of him.

She rolled her tongue against his hardness and felt his hands tighten on her head. His hips were rotating slowly as he pushed himself forward, seeking more and more of the pleasure she was giving him.

Jane began to move her head up and down, his prick moving in and out of her mouth in a steady rhythm. She could feel his cock throbbing against her tongue as she tightened her lips around his hot cock-shaft. Up and down, up and down she moved, until his hip movements increased to a frantic tempo.

He began to moan. He closed his eyes tightly and threw his head back, pressing his hips even farther forward. Jane drew her mouth back, then caught the first few drops of clear cum on her tongue as they appeared on the head of his prick. She cupped his balls in both hands, and lowered her mouth over his cock again.

Henderson opened his eyes and looked down at her. He could see his raging cockmeat disappearing and reappearing between her lips. That, added to the pleasure he was feeling, was almost too much for him to bear. He pulled away from her, his prick popping out of her mouth.

"Gotta have your cunt now, Jane!" he rasped. "Jesus, twelve years. I'll bet you can come ten times."

"A hundred!" Jane cried. "Fuck me!"

Dennis and Norma, mouths agape, stared down at Peggy Fair's naked body. She stirred, her eyes half-closed.

"Fuck me," she moaned. "Somebody, fuck me!"

"Jesus, Norma, what shall we do with her?"

Norma smiled. "What did we say back in the hotel, Dennis? We're going to love each other, but with no strings after we're married. You don't want me to be like your wife. You want an open, liberated marriage."

"Yes," Dennis nodded.

"Thea we might as well start now, darling. Fuck her!"

"Jesus, you mean right in front of you, Norma, honey?"

"Yes!"

"Fuck me, God, fuck me!" Peggy mumbled from the sofa.

Dennis had never fucked an unconscious woman, nor had he fucked one woman in front of another. But Norma was right. Life with her would be like this after he divorced his wife, so he might as well start right now.

He approached the couch. "Feel okay, Peggy?" he asked.

If she acknowledged the question at all, the recognition was so imperceptible he assumed she was out for real. He stared at her lidded eyes, looking for any sign of life. Then slowly, he pulled his cock from his pants and daubed it along the moist, hair-lined ridges of her cunt.

Peggy stirred, thrashed momentarily, then was still except for the heave of her tits.

"Go on, Dennis, go ahead!" Norma urged from his shoulder as she shucked her clothing. "Shove it in her!"

Dennis was overcome by all the fresh new urges awakening in his body. He threw himself over Peggy, balancing himself on one arm, while with the other he grasped his burgeoning prick and nudged it against Peggy's gooey cunt-lips. Carefully, he pressed forward.

When the rubbery head of his cock was just inside her pussy, his prick came, to life – as did Peggy!

She started moving, hunching her cunt up to get more of this new cock.

Dennis was more than ready. But she wouldn't be still. Her lust was too great. She couldn't hold still, even as she groaned and begged for his cock in a drunken monotone.

He seized her writhing hips. He kneed her legs far apart and thrust his cock at her honeyed cunt. He jabbed, time and again, until Norma finally found him with her hand. His cock was guided and then he was there, pounding his hard prick up Peggy's unresisting pussy-hole.

She groaned and howled as she felt the ridge of his hard cock scrape across her erect clit. Norma glanced down between their fucking forms, watching the throbbing length of Dennis' cock sinking into Peggy's slippery, ready cunt. Her dark eyes glittered with lust and amusement.

"In, baby, in! Shove your big cock all the way inside her!"

Dennis shoved in full, groaning with lust. Peggy opened her eyes and focused on her cunt. She humped, fucking up at him on every lunge. Her wet pussy became an agitated fuck-tube moving like oiled velvet back and forth, up and down, over his ramming cock.

The rest of her body remained still. She didn't even blink. But her cunt gaped open, snapped tight, kneaded and sucked at the hard meat of his cock. Her slick velvet cunt-flesh rippled, seethed, and spewed juice out to bathe his slapping balls.

"Oh, shit, good! Good cunt, good fucking!" Dennis chirped, totally caught up in the spirit of wild sex.

Norma settled her pussy over Peggy's face. She had thought about sex with her friend ever since they had started rooming together. Well, now she would have it, and Dennis besides.

"Who… wha…" Peggy moaned, her eyes opening wide and clearing momentarily.

"It's Dennis, honey," Norma said. "My boss. He's fucking you, baby. Is that all right?"

"He's a cock, isn't he?" Peggy rasped, reaching up and pulling Norma's cunt down over her mouth.

Between George and Gloria, they got Candy positioned just right, on her elbows and knees, with her ass gleaming in the air. Gloria was pleased. The girl had, calmed down a lot when she knew she was going to get George's cock in her.

And when it was in her, when George was fucking her good, little Candy was going to taste some pussy – Gloria's pussy!

"Let me get it ready for you, George," Gloria said, moving around behind Candy's creamy, weaving ass.

"Cock," the girl moaned. "Fuck me with cock!"

"You'll get cock, darling," Gloria cooed. "Soon enough."

Suddenly, she reached down and forced three stiffened fingers into Candy's cunt. Candy jerked, twisted and tried to hump as Gloria fucked into her hot, wet pussy with slushing sounds.

When her fingers were wet, Gloria smeared them over the girl's asshole, then pushed her thumb in to the knuckle, retaining her three finger penetration of Candy's cunt.

Gloria writhed in the grip of a strange pleasure. She rubbed her own cunt greedily. Saliva drooled from the corner of her mouth and tiny mewlings of rising joy escaped her throat.

"Goddam, let me at her!" George cried.

"In a minute," Gloria moaned. Her cunt felt as if it would turn inside out with need. She held her fingers deep in Candy's holes and raised up until she could press her open pussy against the mound of Candy's asscheek.

Straining and panting with the awkwardness of her position, Gloria fucked herself on Candy's protruding ass-mound, digging furiously.

"Come, come, come… make me come with your ass-flesh, you little bitch!" Gloria hissed. She ground her splayed cunt-lips and erect clit against Candy's soft, resilient ass.

And then she did come!

Her orgasm was like a series of hard blows to her belly, bursting flesh and cunt-juice and ripping nerves from her pussy.

Whimpering happily, Gloria fell over the girl's body, her mouth smearing open and wet over Candy's back. After a few seconds, she slid back, sitting flat on the floor, her head resting against a sofa and her cunt just in front of Candy's frightened face.

"Fuck her now, George. Ram your cock up her ass and her face into my cunt!"

George moved in behind Candy with a growl, his hand holding his aching prick. When he moved to jab for an entry, Candy made it for him. As his darting cock-tip entered her asshole, her body humped and strained.

Panting heavily, George maneuvered his lunging cock until it was buried high and deep in her clenching asshole. Then he hunched over, trying to grasp and hold onto Candy's thrashing body. His nails left long red lines on her back.

"You're in her, George!" Gloria squealed. "She's got all your big beautiful cock in her ass! Hump her! Fuck the shit out of her! That's what she wants, George! She wants your prick to split her in half!"

George went wild. He truly became an unreasoning animal, bent only on satisfying his own lust in the tight asshole enveloping his cock.

"Fuck her, George! Oh, shit, pound her! Fuck the shit out of her!"

George was galvanized. His cock was in to the hilt in Candy's sweet ass – and her face was inches from Gloria's hot cunt!

"Suck it, Candy," he panted. "Suck that beautiful cunt for her!"

Candy tried to squirm away from the older girl, but before she had a chance to get very far, George grabbed a handful of hair and forced her head back down.

"Suck it, I said!" He held her head firmly in place as Gloria maneuvered her hips against Candy's mouth.

Candy's whole body went stiff when she felt the hot wetness of Gloria's cunt as it covered her nose and mouth. She opened her mouth to gasp for air and tasted the cunt-juices that suddenly covered her face. George held her tightly as she squirmed, like a madwoman, making loud grunting and groaning sounds.

"Get the tongue going, cunt!" George roared. "Suck her!"

Candy complied, extending her tongue until it met with Gloria's hot cunt-hole and went inside. She moved her tongue in and out of her creamy cunt, feeling the pressure from the girl's swollen muscles close around it.

Gloria was writhing and pumping, nearly out of her mind from the sensations. Suddenly, she began moving faster, grinding her cunt into Candy's face with a frenzy. Then she went rigid and began a law moan that finally erupted into a scream as her orgasm racked her body.

Candy could taste hot pussy-cum as it gushed out of Gloria, and she felt the other girl's clit throb with orgasm. She gasped for breath and reached up, trying to push Gloria away. George let go of her hair and grabbed for Gloria, his prick swollen and pulsing visibly as it slipped from Candy's asshole. Roughly, the man pushed Candy away and grabbed Gloria, throwing her onto her back and squirming between her legs.

"Get out of here, bitch!" he growled to Candy. "Get out!" He plunged his raging cock into Gloria's cunt, and she thrust her hips up to meet him, crying out eagerly.

"Goddam you, Gloria, you bitch!" he thundered, driving his massive cock again and again into her cunt-hole. "You're still the best! I love you, you cunt!"

"I love you, too, George! Fuck me! Fuck me like the good old days!"

Candy stumbled from the room. Her legs and hands were shaking. Her mouth was covered with sticky cum. She felt sick and desperately wanted to get away. She managed to stumble down the stairs, hearing the frantic grunts fading behind her.

She didn't look back as she lurched through the door to the switchboard room and grabbed for a phone.

She managed to make the connection.

"I want to talk to my father," she wailed. "His name is Art Ferris… Lieutenant Art Ferris. He's in Robbery Division."

His deep, comforting voice came on the line in less than a minute. "Ferris here."

"Daddy, it's me, Candy! I want to come home!" she whimpered. "I'm sorry, Daddy, and I won't run away again. I'll go back to school and everything!"

"Where are you, baby? Tell me!"

"I'm at Houston Cosmetics, in the Houston building. Oh, Daddy, it's awful. Please come and get me! You were right, teen-age girls shouldn't be on their own!"

"I'll be right there, honey!"

Viola Cummings, Lynne Watson and JoAnn Houston stepped from the car in the Houston parking lot and headed toward the building. The wife of the owner of Houston Cosmetics and the wives of the firm's two top executives were laughing about their little surprise.

"Henderson will just die when he sees me!" Viola Cummings said. "He's always told me these office parties are such a bore!"

"Everything Dennis does is a bore," Lynne Watson added. "He probably isn't even taking part in the party… too busy with his damn books!"

"Well, thanks for coming along, girls," JoAnn Houston said. "Fifteen years of office Christmas parties and George has never let me attend a single one. It makes me wonder. That's why I called the two of you this morning for moral support!"

Henderson Cummings had never had a blow-job like the one Jane Carr had given him. Now her soft, round ass was directly in front of him and she was moaning in anticipation.

Henderson put his hands on her asscheeks and spread them until her puckered asshole was clearly visible. She was making urgent noises and wiggling her ass at him.

"Ohhhh, do it, do it!" she urged, trying to squirm backwards toward him.

He raised up on his knees and aimed his massive prick at her asshole. He pushed it into her asscrack and then pressed his cock-head against her puckered skin, feeling it pulse and contract. He thrust his hips forward and felt the head of his cock pop inside her clutching ass. He groaned with the maddening feeling of being engulfed by the almost painful tightness which contracted around his cock-meat.

He pushed farther in, with a slow, even stroke, until his balls were resting against her cunt-lips. He hesitated a moment, trying to stem the tide of pleasure that surrounded him. But Jane was eager for him and began to sit back on her hips, pushing against him, forcing him farther and farther into her asshole.

"My God, you're good," he groaned, watching his cock disappear into her tight asshole. "So fucking good!"

"Fuck me, lover!" she cried. "Fuck me deep and hard!"

Then they were both caught up in uncontrollable passion as their orgasms overtook them – wildly pressing their bodies together and crying out as a terrific force coursed through them!

Henderson's body went stiff and his prick sent spurt after spurt, of hot cream deep into her ass. The muscles of her asshole clamped around his spewing prick and held it so tightly that he couldn't pullout.

Suddenly, she lurched forward and rolled onto the floor in a heap. Her knees hurt and her body ached, but her cunt was on fire and throbbed with passion. Desire still raced through her – and she knew she had to have more of the feeling Henderson had given her.

She stretched out on her back and held her arms up. "Please!" she said. "More!"

Henderson stood up over her, his prick still hard, pointing out from his body. "Good," he breathed. "I'm glad you want more… because you're gonna get it!" He grasped his cock and began to stroke it back and forth. "I'm going to split you wide-open with this, honey! And you're going to love it. I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before. That sweet cunt of yours is going to grab onto this and you're going to taste my cum because I'm going to shoot you so full you'll drown!" He knelt down between her legs, spreading them wider. Then he guided his cock to her cunt. "Now fuck it, baby. Fuck it!" he rasped as he drove into her in one thrust.

Jane arched to meet his hot cock-flesh which tore into her like a branding iron. She could feel his cock-meat completely filling her insides. She tightened her cunt-muscles around him, pulling at him, squeezing him. Henderson moaned and began to piston in and out of her pussy-hole in short, wild bursts.

The contractions of her cunt felt like hands massaging his prick, and he began to feel a fiery ache in his balls. He ground himself in and out of her violently. Jane moaned deliriously and rotated her hips around, pushing and puffing his prick.

She began uncontrollably thrashing at him as he leaned over and reached for her tits, cupping and kneading her giant tit-globes as he drove his big cock again and again into her cunt.

"I'm coming!" Jane suddenly shrieked. "Oh, God, I'm coming so fucking good! Fuck me, Henderson… fuuuuuck meeee!"

"Me, too, baby, me too!" the big man bellowed. "I'm coming like a fucking river into your beautiful, sweet cunt!"

And, at that moment, Henderson looked up – and stared right into his wife's scowling face.

Gloria reveled in the gushing sounds that George's cock and fingers made as they fucked in and out of her cunt and ass. She was close to coming.

And then she was there!

She was coming, coming like she had never come before… coming like a loving wife with her husband's cock buried deep inside her.

"Yes, yes, yes!" George chanted as he felt his own climax hit, the hot spurts of his sticky white cum flashing like a floodtide along his cock from his balls. "Me, too! Me toooooo!"

Whirling spurts of his hot white cream washed Gloria's cunt-walls, filling her pussy.

Peggy Fair awoke and the sight beside her disgusted her. "My God, this is what I wanted?"

She dressed quickly and took the elevator down to the lobby. The phone range three times before he answered it.

"Bob?"

"Yeah, honey."

"Bob, I love you and I do want to marry you. And I never want to see Houston Cosmetics again!"

"I'll meet you at the apartment in an hour," he replied. "Be packed."

She was just going out the door, when a police lieutenant tapped her shoulder.

"Miss, what floor is Houston Cosmetics on?"

"Twenty-first and second," Peggy replied. She smiled as she added, "but the party's on the twenty-first."