"The secretary eats out" - читать интересную книгу автора (Hill Patrick)

CHAPTER TWO

A week passed and Kimberly was as horny as ever. She continued to search out new cock. At the moment she had her eye on a piece of muscular teenaged meat. Oh, sure, Steve Parker kept after her, but she put him off. He could more than scratch her itch. And, if it ever came down to that, she would give him another workout. But her horniness wasn't completely out of control. Yet! She could afford to look for more variety to spice up her life.

Finally, Kim decided to make her move.

She excused herself from her desk, saying something about needing another ribbon for her typewriter. She wandered through the artificial corridors of New Frontiers, past the coffee machine, the office of Carl Anderson and to the stock room. She peeked in the room and saw the eighteen-year-old stockboy, Marty Wright, with his back to her, stacking boxes.

Marty turned as he heard Kim shut the door behind her, not noting that she had locked it. Kim studied the boy for a few seconds. He was a tall, muscular boy with sandy-red hair and a freckled face.

"Ah, Miss Alston," the boy muttered, "What can I do for ya?"

"I need a new typewriter ribbon," she cooed, sitting down on a crate.

Kim pulled her shoulders back, crushing her tits against the fabric of her blouse, the outline of each nipple clearly evident. Each of Marty's eyes focused on a different nipple and he gulped. He stood as if petrified and, indeed, part of him was turning to stone.

"My ribbon, Marty?"

"Ah," he mumbled, "Ah, yes."

Marty rushed down the aisles of shelves, searching and finding a new ribbon. He palmed it, took a deep breath and rushed back to Miss Alston.

"Are you panting over me or just out of breath?" Kim said to the red-faced boy.

"Huh?"

"Never mind." She smiled.

Marty handed the red ribbon box to Kim. The ribbon box barely touched Kim's outstretched fingers and dropped to the floor.

"I'll get it," Marty said, his knees weak as he knelt down. He retrieved the ribbon box and raised his head. His eyes shot up her skirt, along her parted wide thighs, to her dark curly patch.

"Here it is," the crimson-faced boy gulped as he got to his feet.

"You were looking up my skirt, weren't you?"

"Huh?" he gulped, his head lowered, his eyes watching the floor.

Kim chuckled. "Don't bother trying to deny it, Marty. Hell, it doesn't matter. I don't mind. It's healthy for a boy of your age to be interested in sex. You do agree, don't you?"

"Golly gee, Miss Alston, I don't know."

"Go ahead, look again. Look at my legs." With his gaze fixed on her knees, Kim slowly moved her legs apart and inched her dress up over her thighs.

"Holy shit!" Marty muttered, his eyes wide as her hairy cunt-bush came into view.

"What do you see? Go ahead, you can say it."

He heed-and-hawed before croaking, "I see your pussy."

"Do you like it?"

"Golly, gee, yes! But what if someone comes in?"

"The door is locked, sweetie. Does looking at my pussy make you hot?"

Shyly Marty nodded, his eyes still riveted to her crotch.

"Come closer and touch it," she said. "Feel how wet I am."

"Nobody is going to believe this," he snickered.

For a fleeting second, Kim wondered how much experience Marty had had with older women.

Kim was jerked out of her thoughts as she felt his hands run over her thighs. She sighed with utter approval and relief as he slipped one hand between her thighs and flicked his fingers over her cunt-mound. Purring with pleasure, she grabbed his hand and pressed it hard against her sopping cunt flesh.

"Don't be afraid," she moaned. "It won't bite you!"

Finally Marty realized this wasn't some elaborate wet dream and went crazy with wanton lust. She was, indeed, offering herself to him!

His fingers wandered through the valley between her cunt-lips and found the sucking wet hole of her cunt-mouth. Kim bit her lips and quivered with pleasure as his fingers began to probe her fuck-tunnel.

As Marty continued playing with her cunt, Kim unbuttoned the front of her blouse and slid it off her shoulders. His eyes went wide as she unhooked her bra, freeing her beautiful tits, offering them to him with her hands.

"Nice, huh?"

Marty gulped, then nodded. "They're gorgeous, Miss Alston. Beautiful."

"I want you to do something for me."

"Anything!"

"Put some of my pussy-juices on my nipples, then suck them."

"Holy shit!" he grunted. He brought his fingers out of her cunt, dripping with sticky cunt-juice. Kim closed her eyes and moaned as he rubbed the juices into the sensitive skin of her swollen nipples.

"Oh, yes, Marty. That's it. Suck them now! Let me feel your mouth! Let me!"

She cooed with delight as he closed his trembling lips around a glittering hard nipple. He opened wider, taking more of her tit-flesh into his freckled face. The boy sucked with wild abandon, his tongue swirling over her hard nipple and his teeth gently biting into her heaving tit.

Then she pulled the tit from his mouth and offered him the other one. He proceeded to suck and bite the new offering. When both tits were thoroughly covered with glittering saliva, she pushed him away. The boy was confused, but Kim was eyeing his crotch.

"Let's see what you've got hidden," Kim said, lifting her heavy tits in her hands, rubbing their nipples with her thumbs.

He was hesitant. She laughed and hopped off the crate to help him undress. She fondled his body as she stripped away his clothes. Finally the boy stood naked before her, his stiff cock pointing at the ceiling, his bloated balls hanging heavy in his pink sac. It was too much for Kim to stand. She had to have the lovely piece of cock-meat in her mouth.

Crouching down in front of him, she gobbled up his cock, all the way down, until the swollen cock-head jammed against her tonsils. She pulled back slowly, tightening her lips, drawing his soft cock-skin over his cock-shaft.

Marty couldn't hold it. He shuddered, cried and began erupting. His hot jism jetted into her mouth, spraying against her tongue. Kim swallowed his thick sticky load with wanton relish, pumping his cock with her fist and, then, squeezing his tender balls to drain him.

When she finally pulled her mouth off his cock, she licked her lips, savoring the tangy taste of his cum. She rose and kissed him on the cheek.

"Did that feel good, Marty?"

"Golly gee, yes. But I'm sorry, Miss Alston. I didn't mean to…"

"That's okay. I loved it. There's no need to be sorry."

"But I thought you wanted me to fuck you."

"I do. We'll just have to get you hard again and then do it. You can come more than once, can't you? All boys your age can do that. How many times do you come while jerking-off?"

Marty blushed and looked away.

"There's no reason to be embarrassed, everyone does it."

Slowly Marty turned back to Kim. "Ah, three or four times."

"See what I mean?" Kim grinned.

She stripped off the rest of her clothes, her eyes fixed on Marty's dangling cock. He gazed at her nakedness with a blend of lust and reverence. How many dreams in the last four weeks had he had of her? It didn't matter. They all centered on Kim's full thrusting tits, her lusciously rounded ass and dynamite legs. He just knew she would have a thickly hairy pussy.

She saw the wanton fever in Marty's eyes and tenderly asked, "What would you like to do?"

"Can I look at your pussy, again?"

She laughed. "Of course! Be my guest!"

Placing her ass on the crate, she leaned back with one knee up and her thighs spread. Marty gazed and groaned when she pried her cunt-lips open with her fingers and showed him the wetly pink flesh of her cunt.

Kim kept her eyes on his cock as she slowly crammed two fingers into her oozing cunt-hole. As she masturbated her cunt, with in-and-out strokes of her fingers, Kim saw the boy's cock become hard and throbbing.

Her lust-filled eyes beckoned him forward and he complied. She took hold of the boy's fuck-pole and guided it to her cunt, rubbing his swollen cock-head up and down between her cunt-lips. At last she positioned his knob at the mouth of her cunt-hole and hissed, "Drive it home, Marty! Stick it in and fuck me – give my pussy a work-out!"

Marty grinned and shoved his hips forward, burying his cock ball-deep into her gaping and hungry cunt. He was on his own and she was delighted to find he had enough experience to know how to fuck. His cock reamed out her fuck-channel with long and smooth strokes, with Kim moaning at every vigorous thrust of his cock.

They moved together towards a climax, the boy's muscular body working like a well-oiled machine, his sticky cock pistoning in and out of her sloppy cunt, her ass squirming on the crate as she moaned her ecstasy.

"Yessss!" she hissed.

He dumped his load of hot jism into her boiling cunt as she grabbed her tits and came.

Kimberly kept herself occupied with Marty Wright every day, during her coffee-break, for the next two weeks. The kid was as hungry for fucking as she was. And they were both always in the mood. The best times for them were when she'd wait for him in the stock-room, panting until he arrived at New Frontiers from school. Marty would arrive and she would lock the door and help him strip his clothes off.

Marty had just gotten off football practice and Kim adored his sweaty cock and balls. Did they ever smell and taste good after three hours on the football field. Kim would suck and lick his cock until he was close to coming, then she would bring him down to the floor. Moments after she had removed her clothes, she had Marty's muscular body pumping her cunt like a jack-hammer.

After two weeks Kim felt that she had put it off long enough. She wanted Marty to go down on her, thinking that a boy his age would be too inexperienced to know how to lick and suck cunt.

How wrong could a person be?

Upon her command, Marty buried his face between her thighs, his nose sensing her female scent, savoring the odor. Then he began sucking her wet juices, acting like a master cunt-lapper.

"Oh, Jesus, yesssss," Kim moaned. "Lick my cunt, Marty! Eat me out! Yesss!"

Marty rooted himself into her dripping wet cunt, sucking the soft and soaking flesh of her quivering cunt-lips to his young mouth. Kim panted and moaned, her ass squirming on the crate, telling the lad how good he was. At certain intervals Kim leaned forward, gazing down, to see more of the youth's face. Then she pushed him away for a moment and repositioned herself, lifting her legs up and spreading her thighs wide. This position exposed her oozing cunt in its fullest glory. She giggled, watching the youngster on all fours, like a dog sniffing a bitch in heat.

"Yes, I want to watch your tender tongue as it licks me!"

Again Marty pressed his face into her hairy crotch, his throbbing tongue lapping into her hotly steaming fuck-pole. "Oh, Jesus, that's it!" she grunted. "Oh how I love that!"

She groaned and moaned her pleasure as he cupped her ass-cheeks with his palms and buried her cunt firmly against his hungry face. She had to gently push his face back a little to watch his hot tongue working on her cunt-hole.

The sight of her translucent cunt-juices on Marty's lips and tongue caused her, to shudder with wanton lust. With her palms cradling her massively well-formed tits, she pinched her long pink nipples between her thumbs and index fingers, crying out every time his tongue hit against an especially sensitive spot of her cunt.

Pulling her knees back, Kim urged him on. "Lick me up and down my hot gash, from my cunt-hole to my clit!"

Her hands dropped from her tits to the junction of her thighs, pulling her cunt-lips apart, making it easier for Marty's probing tongue. He lapped and sucked like there was no tomorrow. Squirming her ass, Kim smeared her wetly oozing cunt over the boy's face. She purred her delight.

"Yes, you young fucker! Suck my pussy! Oh, dear God, I'm coming! Oh, yesss! Get all of the juices out! Suck it all up! Don't stop! Don't waste a single drop! Don't!"

Moaning with utter delight, she felt her cunthole gush load after load of hot and sticky cuntjuices onto his waiting tongue. Kim quivered from her head to her toes and came again. And again. And again.

Now Marty wanted to fuck, but she placed a hand on the boy's head, keeping him kneeling before her. She whispered, "Touch my asshole. You've never done that before. Don't you think it is lovely?"

Marty's eyes drank in the complete sight of her exposed cunt, then dipped his hand below her cunt-hole and gently ran his fingertip around the rim of her asshole. Kim bit her lower lip with anticipation.

"Isn't that nice?"

"Yes!" he muttered.

"Put your finger inside."

He was obviously fascinated by her exposed asshole, probably having never touched a female's asshole before. This thought thrilled Kim, causing her to groan when the tip of his finger pushed into the tight ring of her asshole.

"How… how does that feel?" he grunted.

"Just lovely," Kim chuckled. "It feels great! You've never done this before, have you?"

"Golly gee, no!"

"Then push deeper, Marty. Bury your finger in my asshole!"

Marty took a deep breath and pushed the entire length of his finger into the hot grip of her shitter.

"Ah, marvelous!" she purred. "Now fuck it as if your finger was a cock! Fuck it!"

She shuddered with every movement of his finger in and out of her asshole. Within minutes he was finger-fucking her as if he was an expert. As if he had been born to it. Her pleasure increased to an almost unbearable pitch as she tightened and loosened her asshole muscles around his thrusting finger. She was on the verge of another orgasm.

"Do my cunt-hole, too," she moaned. "Yes! One finger up my ass and one up my cunt!"

She used her hands to position his fingers, to show him how to finger-fuck her cunt and ass at the same time. The glorious sensation of the two thrusting fingers made her weep tears of utter delight and joy.

"Yes!" she screamed as she came in a long and drawn-out orgasm that shook her bones. Then, finally, she decided it was Marty's turn. "Stand up, Marty, and turn around."

As Marty did as he was instructed, Kim knelt behind him, placing her mouth on his asscheeks, licking and biting and sucking them. Then she ran her tongue into the crack of his ass and teased his tight little asshole.

The boy grunted and shuddered as he rubbed his ass against her face. She withdrew her tongue from his ass-crack and brought her fingers into place. First she tickled his bung with her fingertip, then she pushed the finger inside his shitter and reamed it out.

Kim cooed. "What a lovely tight asshole! Yes, sweet. But let's fuck! You sit on the crate and I'll sit on top of you!"

She pulled her finger out of his asshole and he sat down on the crate. For a brief moment she stared down at his erect cock pointing up at her. She smiled. Facing him, she straddled his legs.

She reached behind her back and fisted his cock, rubbing the bloated cock-head back and forth over her cunt, before placing the knob at the gaping mouth of her cunt-hole.

"Oh, how sweet it is!" she purred, easing herself down on Marty's hard fuck-pole, thrilling to the feel of his cock probing and stretching her soft meat. Kim's cunt was on fire! The feeling of his throbbing hot cock marvelously filled her cunthole with needles of pleasure. She began to move, to squirm, moaning as she bounced up and down, holding her gorgeous tits in her hands, on his thick wet fucking prick.

Marty grasped her luscious ass-cheeks in his sweaty hands, kneading and pinching and urging her on. There was no doubt in his mind that this was the best fuck of his life. Just the thought, let alone the actual act, of Kim's cunt riding up and down his cock was enough to blow his mind.

"Golly gee, Christ!" he cried. "I'm coming!"

"Then come, honey come! Fill my hole with your sweet juices!"

"Here! It's cominggg!"

They groaned and moaned and cried as their mutual orgasms convulsed their bodies. Over and over, Kim's demanding cunt sucked on Marty's erupting cock. His cock ejaculated once! Twice! Three times? Her cunt filled with his sticky jism. Then it was over and she kissed him on the lips as she dismounted him, the last of her pleasure gleaming in her eyes.

"Oh, that was great! Wonderful!"

Marty sighed. "I love you!"

Kim smiled. "I had better get out of here before we get caught. And we wouldn't want that to happen, would we?"

"Uh-huh."

Kim put a foot on his knee and pried her cuntlips open. Jism oozed from her cunt-hole, dripping to the floor. "My, my. It looks like my pussy is full of your hot cum."

"Golly gee," Marty gasped, "That turns me on."

Kim chuckled and put her foot down. "Tomorrow. We'll fuck again, tomorrow."

Quickly they both dressed, making sure they didn't look at one another. Or else they would once again jump each other's bones. Kim unlocked the door to the stock room and ran right into Mr. Carl Anderson, the owner of New Frontiers.

Marty hurried away, down a long aisle of the stock room, and back to work. Anderson watched the boy disappear into the rows of shelves, then turned to look at Kim Alston.

"What's going on in here, Ms. Alston?"

"Just came in to get a new ribbon for my typewriter," she said, holding up a ribbon box.

"Hmmmm, you seem to go through a lot of ribbon."

She smiled. "I do a lot of typing, sir."

"Uh-huh." He sniffed the air of the stockroom. "But I smell the odor of sex, Ms. Alston. I know its smell and you can't hide it! I want to see you in my office! Now!"

Like a kid who was caught with his hand in the cookie jar Kimberly Alston followed Carl Anderson to his office.