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This was the one day of the year Molly hated to go shopping. No, she hadn’t lost her feminine drive to load up her credit card buying the latest fashions. It was just that this was the day she had to buy her new bathing suit for the up coming season. While she was a nineteen years old and a sophomore in college, she still had the body of a fourteen year old, and she still lived in dread of having a sales lady ask if she shouldn’t check with her mother on what suit to pick out. Sometimes when she looked into the mirror she wondered if she would ever grow up, with her sparsely cover pussy bulging with half open lips and her tiny breasts topped with little nipples that always seemed to stay erect, she was a picture of wholesomeness that was betrayed by her ever ready sexual organs.

“May I help you dear,” the middle aged sales lady asked as Molly was checking out a rack full of brightly colored bikinis.

“Uh, yes, please,” Molly replied, “I need a new suit and I was just looking to see if any of these were my size.”

The lady looked her over for a second and asked, “About a size three?”

“Yes,” Molly replied, “and I take a 32A cup top.”

“Follow me, please,” the lady replied, “I think what you want is over in our juniors department.” Molly dutifully trailed along until they stopped by a large display of quite attractive suits in the rear of the store. “After you’ve selected three or four,” the lady offered, “you can try them on over there in the dressing room.”

Molly thanked her, and after about fifteen minutes she had found three models that she wished to try on. She was just entering a vacant dressing room, when much to her surprise, the sales lady slipped in behind her and closed the door behind them. “What are you doing in here,” Molly demanded! “I’m quite capable of trying them on by myself?”

The old lady smiled softly, and in a gentle tone replied, “I know you can, dear, I just wanted to help you out. Don’t worry, I do this all of the time.” A second ago she had been a little hot under the collar, but after hearing the almost lilting voice of the sales lady reassuring her, Molly lost all of her resolve and began slipping out of her tee shirt and jeans.

“My you have a cute body,” the lady offered when Molly got down to her bra and panties. “Here, let me help you with the catches on your bra.”

Molly couldn’t believe this was happening, but without offering any protest, she allowed the old lady to unhook her bra and let it slip easily off of her shoulders. All at once it felt very cool in the little room, and naturally Molly’s nipples stood hard at attention as the old woman looked on approvingly. Molly picked up a bikini bottom and was about to put it on when the lady asked, “Aren’t you going to take off your panties?”

“Well, uh, you’re not suppose to,” Molly stammered, “you’re supposed to keep them on when you try on pants or shorts.”

“That’s usually the case,” the woman replied, “but I think this time we can make an exception, and you really can’t see how the suit looks if you have your panties sticking out everywhere.”

What the hell was going on here anyway? But almost like a robot under the control of an outside source, Molly dutifully slid off her panties leaving her shivering in the middle of the room naked as a new born baby. The lady eyed her with more than a casual interest, and in a very soft husky voice asked, “Does your vagina always bulge out like that?”

Molly looked down between her legs, but she really didn’t have to, because she already knew what she would find there, and that was a damp pussy that was just inches from total arousal. When Molly didn’t reply, incredibly, the woman almost casually reached out and let her finger begin probing Molly’s now dripping vagina.

As a low gurgling moan came softly from Molly’s throat the woman responded, “My gosh, young lady, you’re absolutely dripping. When’s the last time you climaxed?”

Molly’s head was spinning like a top, but through the sexually induced haze that clouded around her she managed to reply, “Uh, it was a week ago, I think, no, maybe five days, I-I’m not sure.”

“Well,” the lady replied, “that is much to long between cums for a healthy young girl like you, and we’re going to have do something about that.” As the sales clerk was gently fingering Molly’s sopping wet pussy, she asked in very husky broken voice, “Do you know what I like doing to cute young girls like you?”

“No,” Molly gasped as the insistent finger brushed over her red hot clit, “t-tell me, what do you do.”

“Well, the first thing I do is get them naked, just like I did you,” she replied sweetly, “and then I usually finger them to an orgasm, but in your case I’m not going to do that.”

“Oh, god,” Molly moaned, “w-why won’t you let me cum, I’m so close and it feels so gooood?”

“I didn’t say that I wasn’t going to let you cum,” she replied casually. “What I said was that I wasn’t going to use my finger.”

“W-what are you going to use,” Molly gasped?

“Hmmmm, I’m not sure,” the lady replied. “How about my mouth? Would you like me to get down on my knees and use my mouth on your open vagina?” Her legs had become like strands of spaghetti, and just the thought of this brazen sales lady drinking from her vagina was enough to make her collapse back onto the seat with her legs spread in an open invitation to suck her off. “I’ll take that as a yes,” she said softly while staring at Molly’s overly developed organ. “Do you think your vagina is ready for me?”

With her eyes about to roll back into her head, Molly mumbled, “P-please, do me now! I can’t stand waiting another second.”

As the lady dropped to her knees and positioned herself between Molly’s trim thighs, she asked softly, “Do you have a boyfriend, dear?”

“Yes,” Molly moaned, “I have a boyfriend.”

“Do you let him put his penis inside of your vagina,” the woman asked softly?

“God, yes,” she gasped, “he fucks me two or three times a week.”

After giving Molly’s pussy a long deep French kiss, the woman pulled away and asked, “Is he big? I mean does he have a large penis?”

“H-he’s fucking huge,” Molly blubbered, “I love it when he rides me.”

“Is he as good as this,” the woman asked just before devouring Molly’s needy organ?

“Oh, christ alive,” Molly groaned, “oh, yes, do me right there, you know just where to suck it, don’t you?”

“Of course I do,” the woman whispered, “all of you young ladies have the most sensitive clits I’ve ever seen, and yours seems to be the most sensitive of all.”

Was it better than her boy friends cock? Now that was a very good question, but there was no doubt that this sales clerk had a real affinity for eating pussy. And at that very moment she was doing an incredible number on Molly’s distended little clitoris. There was just something about having your legs spread to the max while a warm mouth and tongue sucked you to a heavenly climax, and in this case, Molly was now riding on the ragged edge of a vicious orgasm.

“Are you ready to cum for me, dear,” the lady whispered in a husky voice. “Please cum for mama, she so likes having her girls cum in her mouth.” Although she was an expert cunt lapper, it was the naughty talk that finally got to her, and hearing the old woman using dirty language drove Molly right over the cliff and into the middle of a mind blowing climax. Molly’s pussy convulsed over and over again as the hot tongued bitch continued sucking her for all she was worth, until finally she couldn’t stand it another second.

The woman stood up as all the energy ebbed out of Molly, leaving the disheveled girl slumped and panting in the corner of the dressing room, a very satisfied but slightly humiliated young woman. “How was that,” the woman asked while staring down at her with her hands on her hips?

“F-fantastic,” Molly replied, “that was the best suck off I’ve ever had in my life.”

“Well good,” she replied evenly, “and in return you can take care of me.” While a pang of panic swept through her, Molly watched wide eyed as the sales lady casually lifted the hem of her dress, exposing her pantiless vagina to the young woman’s wide open eyes. “Okay dear, turn about’s fair play,” she offered. “Now be a good little girl and suck mama’s pussy for her.”

Molly’s head was really spinning now, because never in her entire life had she had any kind of sexual relationship with another woman, but now right in front of her, was a big hairy cunt that was demanding her personal and immediate attention. She was about to protest, but a strong hand grabbed her by the hair and guided her mouth to the dense hair pie between the old woman’s legs. The aroma was over powering and not as repulsive as she might have thought it would be, in fact, as her nostrils flared and were filled with the old lady’s scent, Molly could feel her own cunt spasm slightly in anticipation of what was to come next.

“Oooooomph,” Molly gasped as her mouth made direct firm contact with the slightly graying pussy, and much to her own surprise she instinctively let her tongue snake out and search for the hard clit she knew was hidden in the mass of tangled pussy fur.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhh, yes,” the woman sighed, “this is what I live for, to get my pussy eaten by a young girl. Ohhhhhh, my, you’re all so energetic and you do me oh so well.” The woman was right of course, about the young girls being energetic that is, because even though she lacked experience, Molly was throwing herself headlong into sucking off the old woman’s hot cunt. “Mmmmmm, that’s the way, dear,” the woman moaned, “I’m almost there, so be a good girl and reach down between you legs and do your pussy with your fingers so that we can cum together.”

This was all so unbelievable, less than ten minutes ago she was just casually browsing for a bathing suit, and now, here in the store’s dressing room she was eating the pussy of the very sales clerk who had helped her select it. “Do me hard now, dear,” the lady demanded evenly, “I’m about ready to have my orgasm.”

“Oh, jesus,” Molly thought to herself as her finger literally flew over her hot little clit, “we’re both gonna cum together.” And they did too, with each of their pussies wrenching at exactly the same moment, both of them groaned as their crotches hurtled out of control onto the rocks of very satisfying orgasm.

“My gosh,” the woman said softly, “you are quite the little cunt lapper aren’t you?”

Molly barely cracked a smile but replied, “I guess I had a good teacher.”

The sales lady chuckled, and then as if as an after thought asked, “So, what will it be, the striped one or the polka dots?”

Molly broke out laughing and replied, “The polka dots, definitely the polka dots.”

The lady scooped up the yellow and white polka dot bikini and replied, “Just another easy sale.”

THE END

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“How are you feeling this morning, dear,” Valerie asked her eighteen year old daughter, Jill as she sat down to eat her breakfast?

“Uh, pretty good I suppose,” Jill replied after taking a sip of freshly squeezed orange juice, “why do you ask?”

“Now let’s not get into that again,” her mother said in a exasperated tone of voice, “you know what the doctor said, at least two hard orgasms a day.”

“Oh, mom, I know what he said, but I’m already late for school,” she whined.

“Now you listen to me young lady, you’re not leaving this house until you’ve had a good hard climax! Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, mom,” Jill replied sullenly, “what ever you say.”

“Well, that’s better,” her mother replied, “do you want to do it yourself or do you need some help?”

After thinking about it for a few seconds Jill replied softly, “I think you’d better help me, mom, I think it might go faster.”

Valerie led Jill by the arm into the den where she nodded to the chair and said, “Slip off your panties and sit down, okay dear?” Without answering, Jill reached up under her skirt and with a quick tug, pulled her white cotton panties down to her ankles where she easily stepped out of them and plopped down into the big easy chair, while at the same time hiking up her skirt and spreading her legs wide apart. “Me goodness, Jill,” her mother asked in surprised voice, “when did you shave your vagina, you look as smooth as a baby?”

“Frannie did it for me last night,” Jill replied while giving her slit a quick fingering, “how do you like it?”

“Mmmmm, I don’t know, it sure looks different,” her mother replied, “let me think about it for awhile. I’m still used to your being really hairy.”

“Well Frannie says it makes it easier for her to suck me,” Jill exclaimed.

“I’m not to sure of that,” Valerie intoned, “I kinda liked getting my nose tickled by all that fur.”

Jill chuckled a bit and said, “Well anyway, I running late, so could we please get started?”

“Okay, okay,” her mother sighed as she let her mouth drop onto her daughter’s puffy vagina, “anything you say.”

“Oh, my that feels good,” Jill moaned softly, “you know just how I like it.”

Between licks her mother replied, “Well I should, after all you are my daughter.”

“Yeah,” Jill sighed, “but I don’t think any of my friend’s moms do them as well as you do me.”

“Well thank you for the compliment, dear,” her mother replied, “but I don’t think any of them taste as sweet as you do.”

“What about Beth,” Jill asked? “What about her,” Valerie asked?

“Oh come on, now,” Jill replied, “She told me all about how you sucked her off last summer when I was away at camp.”

Guiltily her mother lowered her eyes and whispered, “Don’t be mad at me for that, it was just that I missed sucking a young vagina so badly, and you were going to be gone for two whole weeks, and well, Beth just happened to come over and well, you know the rest…………..”

Jill reached down and tousled her mother’s hair and replied softly, “I’m just kidding, mom, I know how much you love sucking young cunt. And by the way, Beth said that you were very good.” Valerie was about to reply to her daughter’s little comment, but she could instinctively sensing that her hot little cunt was about to explode, she bored in hard on Jill’s erect little clit, and seconds later her oldest daughter was climaxing hard into her mouth.

“Bye, mom,” Jill shouted over her shoulder while bursting out the front door and running to excitedly out to Tommy’s car. She hopped in and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and apologized, “Sorry I’m late, baby, but mom wanted to give me quickie before I left for school.”

After chuckling a little Tommy offered, “That mother of yours has the hottest mouth in town, I just hope you saved some sugar for me.”

“Don’t worry, you silly boy,” Jill said with a giggle, “just feel under my skirt.” Tommy let his left hand find the inside of Jill’s firm young thigh, and while luxuriating in the feeling of her warm flesh, he let his hand slide slowly up to her vagina. “See,” she said while snuggling up close to him, “I left off my panties just for you, so if you wanna finger me, go ahead.”

After gently prying open Jill’s drooling organ, he slid his middle finger deep into her pussy and with the tip of his thumb masturbated her hard little clit. “Jesus, Tommy,” she gasped, “when ever you do that I just simply cream.”

“That’s what you’re supposed to do,” he said softly while winding his way through the morning traffic, “I gotta make sure my girl’s pussy is well taken care of don’t I?”

“Oh, yes,” she moaned as they stopped a stop light, giving Tommy a chance to lean over and give her deep kiss on her mouth, “y-you take such good care of me , what would I do without you?”

Seconds later as the light turned green and Tommy pulled through the intersection, Jill’s pussy wrenched hard two or three times as another stream of brutally satisfying orgasms blew through her helpless cunt. “Oh, thank you,” she gasped as her pussy twitched uncontrollably around Tommy’s still present finger, “I think I can make it ’til lunch now, mmmmm, I love you, Tommy.”

“How’s it going, girls,” Jill asked her friends as she sat down with her lunch tray in the cafeteria, “what a boring morning, I thought it would drag on forever?”

“Me, too,” Michele piped up, “old lady Verner works better than a Valium.” Everyone at the table roared with laughter, and the girls spent the rest of the lunch period bantering back and forth, just like teenage girls would do.

After lunch was over and Jill was heading off to her fifth period study hall, she stopped in her tracks when a harsh voice called out to her, “Jill, would you please step into my room for a moment please.”

“Oh, shit,” she thought to herself, “what in the world would old lady Verner want with her?”

Once inside, Miss Verner shut and locked the door behind them and began, “I saw you and your boyfriend in the gymnasium last Friday afternoon. And from what I could see, you were engaging in a little bit more than kissing.”

Jill’s blood ran absolutely cold when confronted by the old biddy, and with a very dry mouth, she managed to mumbled, “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about, Miss Verner.”

“Well, young lady, should we go down to the principal’s office and see what he thinks of your little escapade??”

“Uh, no,” Jill replied quickly, “okay, okay, I admit it, but it wasn’t what you think.”

“Then tell me child,” the teacher continued on, “what exactly is it then when a boy sticks his hard penis into your tight little vagina? I thought I knew, but evidently I don’t, so please, explain it to me.”

Jill knew she was caught, so in a soft voice she replied, “You’re right Miss Verner, Tommy and I were, uh, doing it.”

“That’s better,” the old maid replied smugly, “now the question arises, what are we going to do about it?” Jill figured correctly that Miss Verner had just asked a rhetorical question, so she just sat there silently feeling miserable.

After a moment or two of reflection, Miss Verner said softly, “From what I could see, you have a very pretty little vagina, and, ahem, I think that the best way for us to handle this little problem is for you to lift your dress so that I can inspect your organ personally.” The red burst all over Jill’s cheeks, and she was about to protest when Miss Verner said sharply, “And if I get any back talk, I’m sure you’ll come to regret it.”

Jill stood frozen in place, unable to move a muscle even while under the insistent gaze of Miss Verner, that is until she was brought back to reality by a hard slap across the face and the admonition, “When I tell you to do something you do it,” Miss Verner snapped, “now lift that skirt for inspection.”

A stunned Jill rubbed the side of her burning cheek as hot tears streamed down her face, but after the hard reminder of who was the boss, she didn’t need another demonstration, so reluctantly Jill lifted her skirt exposing her pantiless plump vagina to the old bitch’s hungry gaze.

“Well, well, well,” Miss Verner said softly, “what have we here, a nice fat shaved pussy, now I can see what your boy friend was so hot about, you have the puffiest vagina I’ have ever seen.” “Tell me, dear,” the teacher asked, “do orgasms come easily for you, I mean do you cum at the drop of a hat?”

A very nervous Jill answered softly, “Yes ma’am, I can cum very easily.”

“That’s very good, dear,” Miss Verner commented, “now I’m going to show you my vagina.” Although she didn’t want to see it, Jill was unable to take her eyes off of Miss Verner as the old biddy lifter her dress and spread her legs wide apart, revealing an incredibly hairy pussy that was flecked with gray hair. “We are quite the opposite, don’t you think,” Miss Verner said a matter of factly, “you’re shaved smooth as a baby’s bottom, and I have what they call a real hair pie.”

“Shit,” Jill said to herself, “I don’t believe it, I’m actually getting turned on looking at that old hairy cunt.”

“Your pussy is a dead give away,” Miss Verner offered, “you’re absolutely dripping, would you like me to do with my mouth?”

As the old lady stared at her young vagina, Jill could feel herself bulging out obscenely, so with a husky voice she replied softly, “P-please, suck me off.”

Miss Verner led Jill over to her large wooden desk, and with a push of her arm she shoved everything out of the way and had Jill lie down with her legs spread wide apart, leaving her plump pussy open and available to Miss Verner’s hungry mouth. Just before dropping to her knees to partake of Jill’s feminine organ, Miss Verner reached into her desk and removed a large black dildo from its lower drawer, and said, “I hope you don’t mind, but I’m going to fuck myself when I eat your pussy.”

With sweat popping out on her forehead, Jill replied softly, “That’s a good idea, fuck that hairy cunt with your big black rubber pecker.” Jill watched in utter fascination as the old bitch slowly buried the nine inch monster deep into her pussy, and then slowly sank to her knees and let her warm mouth come to rest on her drooling bare vagina.

“God you taste good,” Miss Verner offered as her tongue swirled around Jill’s erect little clit head, “and your pussy was just made for sucking.” Jill could faintly hear the squishing sounds coming from the teacher’s cunt as she pistoned the big dick in and out of her red hot snatch, and as if by magic, the two women began moaning in unison as their pussies raced towards their orgasms.

By now Jill’s clit was three or four times its normal size as the insistent licking and sucking by Miss Verner was taking its toll. “God, you suck good,” Jill said through gritted teeth, “are you getting close, too?”

“Mmmmmmmm,” Miss Verner moaned into Jill’s pussy, and that was all it took to cause the little organ to spasm out of control sending the poor young girl’s cunt hurtling to another incredibly hard orgasm. Miss Verner, on the other hand, was in the process of pounding her hot hairy cunt to a climax of its own, and just as the flood of pussy juice gushed into her mouth, the old lady’s cunt exploded around the brutal invader, while gamely trying to get a grip on the thick black pecker. If Jill had been standing she would have fallen down, and luckily for Miss Verner she was already down on the floor, so all she had to do was slump down a little.

Jill looked at the clock on the wall, and in a fit of panic leaped up and said, “I’m way late for fifth period, I gotta go.”

Miss Verner put her hand on the young girl’s leg and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll give you a pass out of study hall. Now lay back down on the desk, I have a little present for you.”

Dutifully Jill lay back down, and while she spread her legs wide, she could see the huge black dick slowly approaching her own pussy. A little shudder of excitement spread through her and she whispered, “I think that maybe I’m gonna miss sixth period too.

THE END

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“It’s gonna be a great day,” Vance hummed to himself as he punched floor number twenty nine on the express elevator, “a new job in a new city, what could be finer?”

Vance Hawkins was really looking forward to his new job as a systems analyst for an up and coming software firm, and although he had to leave his beloved Texas, it was the opportunity of a lifetime so he up and moved his wife and young son to Chicago to take up the new challenge. As he walked through the lobby of his new office, he marveled at what a break it had been meeting Mr. Davis at that convention in Las Vegas last January.

He stopped at the receptionist’s desk outside the private offices, introduced himself to the stunning blonde sitting behind the big desk and said, “I’m Vance Hawkins and this is my first day on the job. Could you please tell Mr. Davis that I’m here?”

“Mr. Davis left a note for you, Mr. Hawkins,” the blonde replied with a big white toothed smile, “he’s expecting you in the conference room for the regular Monday morning meeting.” After receiving directions to the conference room, Vance wandered back to the rear of the office complex, thanking his lucky stars for this new opportunity.

Vance stopped in front of the closed conference room door, straightened his tie, and with a slight bit of trepidation, opened the door and stepped inside. “Hello, Vance,” Miles Davis said while rising out of his chair at the head of the table. “Listen up everyone,” he continued on, “this is the new systems guy we just hired and I want you all to make him feel at home.”

Vance couldn’t even remember taking the hand of one of the men closest to him and shaking it. He was too far in a state of shock to remember much of anything, because as he stood there with his mouth hanging open, the ten men and three women sitting at the large conference room table were calmly masturbating as if it was the most casual thing in the world. Vance tried not to stare, but it was impossible not to when ten men had their cocks out and were smoothly jerking them like there was no tomorrow, and the three ladies had their dresses hike up above their waists and calmly fingering their dripping pussies.

Trying in vain to think of something to say, Miles Davis offered softly, “Kinda caught you off guard, huh, well, every Monday morning we all get together and let our hair down, so to speak, we find that it relaxes and prepares for the coming week.”

Vance was about to reply, but he was interrupted by a fortyish blonde woman who all of a sudden let out with a low groan as a hard orgasm pulsated through her wide open pussy. All around the table both the men and women congratulated her on her fine climax, which was soon followed up by three of the men ejaculating their loads all over the table in front of them.

Vance still hadn’t said a word since he had entered the room, and his tongue was still tied when Mr. Davis took him by the arm and led him to and empty chair in the front of the room. “Please sit down my boy,” he ordered, “we have a special introductory welcome planned for you, and I’m sure that you’re really going to enjoy it.”

Vance’s brain was now at least coming to grips with what was going on around him, that is, until out of nowhere, the cute blonde receptionist that he had met on the way in appeared out in front of him, and with a quick deftness that was stunning, she unzipped his pants, extracted his now thickening pecker, and after giving him a sweet smile, took him into her mouth and sucked him off in front of the whole crowd.

Vance was a married man who had never before strayed from his marriage vows, but this happened all to quickly, and he neither had the time or nerve to turn down this startling invitation. All around him the sounds of men and women having incredibly hard climaxes filled the air, and the accompanied by the skillful cock sucking by the receptionist, who Vance would later find out was name Marie, he flooded the young slut’s mouth with a torrent of sperm that was so monumental that she couldn’t swallow it fast enough.

After everyone had climaxed, they all gathered around Vance to shake his hand and welcome him to the firm. Still in a mild state of shock, he shook their hands and thanked them for their unusual welcome. After everyone had drifted back to their offices, Mr. Davis slapped him on the back and said, “Glad to have you aboard, Vance, of course our little Monday morning meetings are kept strictly confidential. So if you have any questions, Hannah Torrez is in the office next to yours, just give her a buzz and she’ll fill you in on everything you need to know.”

Vance practically stumbled back to his new office, wondering for all the world if he had make a gigantic mistake in coming to Chicago. He stopped in front of his new office, rubbing his hand lightly over the engraved brass name plate that hung on the outside of his door, VANCE HAWKINS, it read in large bold letters, “Maybe things would work out after all,” he said to himself as he pushed open the door and entered his newly furnished office, “but I certainly won’t be telling Missy about our Monday morning meetings.”

He tossed his coat onto an empty chair and was just about ready to sit down at his large oak desk, when a small feminine voice coming from behind him said softly, “I just want to welcome you on board personally, I hope you don’t mind.” Vance spun around to see who was behind him, and much to his surprise, Hannah Torrez was sitting in a large stuffed chair with her legs spread wide apart and her very puffy vagina staring him right in the face.

“W-what do you want,” he stammered while unable to take his eyes off of Hannah Torrez’ bulging shaved pussy?

“You men are so silly,” she said in a slightly condescending voice, “isn’t it quite evident what I want? I want to you to suck my pussy for me. You’re not going to be a disappointment are you?”

“Holy smokes,” he said to himself, “what in the hell is going on around here? Doesn’t anyone ever get any work done?”

He was snapped back to reality when Hannah asked again, but this time with more urgency, “Well, are you gonna suck it or not, cuz if you’re not, I’m gonna hafta jerk off right in front of you.”

“Uh, look, Miss Torrez,” he stumbled, “I don’t think that this is appropriate behavior between colleagues.”

“Fuck appropriate,” she retorted sharply, “I need a good cunt lapping, and if you’re not up to it, just say so and stop wasting my time.” He wanted to run from the room and go straight home to his lovely Missy, but the incredibly arousing vagina of Hannah Torrez was just too much for him, and seconds later he found himself on the floor tonguing the most succulent pussy he had ever tasted.

“Mmmmmmm, that’s a good boy,” she sighed as he let his tongue roam along her wet slit, “I could tell from the way you filled Marie’s mouth that you would be good for my pussy, and I have to say that I was absolutely right, you are a cunt lapper supreme.”

Vance was now being drawn in by this Latina vixen, and even though he tried not to, his pecker had become as hard as the finest piece of steel ever produced in Gary, Indiana. “Ooooooolala,” she moaned as her pussy exploded in a stunning string of orgasms that left her breathless, if not speechless, “you make Hannah’s chocha feel so nice! Are you hard for her, cuz she needs your hard pecker?”

He quickly stood up, and in one motion pulled down his pants and under shorts, leaving his hard dick standing proudly in front of the hot little bitch’s hot pussy. “Ohhhhhh,” she sighed while giving him a mini hand job, “mama’s gonna love this.”

Vance’s legs trembled slightly as Hannah Torrez gave his hard cock a nice long suck, but it was short lived, because seconds later, she was feeding his manhood directly into her Spanish fuck slot. “Oooooomph,” she grunted as his thickness filled her to the brim, “you are a very talented young man, Mr. Vance Hawkins. You make Hannah feel like a real pussy. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, fuck me hard, just like that.”

“You talk too much,” Vance panted, “now shut up and let me fuck you in peace.”

She was about to come back with a stinging rejoinder, but all at once Vance viciously attacked her pussy with such ruthless abandon that it was all she could do to hold on for dear life as he pounded her helpless little chocha into total submission, until he finally blew his load deep inside of her, and wringing one more orgasm from her now satiated cunt.

After taking a minute to regain his sapped strength, he stood up on wobbly legs and asked, “Now, does anybody ever work around here?”

While pulling on her pink panties, Hannah replied, “but of course, just never on Mondays.”

Vance was about to protest, but before he could say a word, Hannah was down on her knees giving him another blow job. He looked down to see his big dick back in her hot mouth, and after throwing back his head in ecstasy, he said to himself, “Well, when in Rome………..”

THE END

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“I don’t think we should be doing this,” Alana said to her mother, “I know we need the money, and since daddy died things have been pretty tight, but to perform in a porno flick, I think you’ve lost your mind.”

Vera Autry kept her eyes on the road as she wove in and out of rush hour traffic, but after letting her daughter vent, she calmly replied, “In less that two weeks the bank is going to repossess the car, in a month is will be the house, and unless you pull off some miraculous trick at school and earn a full ride scholarship, you can forget going to college, so don’t give me any crap about we don’t have to do it, cuz baby, we do have to do it.”

The two of them rode the rest of the way in silence as an uneasy truce seemed to have been called, and for Vera at least, she was dead tired about arguing with Alana over every little thing. Fifteen minutes later Vera pulled into a vacant parking spot next to an old run down factory on the south side that housed Triple XXX Studios. “Well,” Vera offered brightly, “we’re here.”

“I can see that, mom,” Alana replied a little sullenly, “just look at this place, we must be out of our minds.”

“Oh come on,” her mother replied, “let’s at least go in and see what the deal is, okay?” Alana shrugged her shoulders, and slightly nodded of her head in agreement.

Even though the building was in a run down part of town both Vera and Alana were surprised to find that the studio offices were really quite nice, with fresh wallpaper and what looked like new furniture. There was an attractive woman of abut thirty or so sitting at the receptionist’s desk, who Vera approached and said, “We have an appointment with a Mr. Merrill, could you please tell him that Vera and Alana Donner are waiting?”

“Of course, Mrs. Donner,” the young woman replied, “just have a seat and Mr. Merrill will be with you in a few minutes.”

After taking their seats, Vera said in a low whisper, “See, it’s not as bad as you thought it would be.”

“Mom,” Alana said in exasperation, “we’re here to make stag films, you could do it in the Vatican and it would still be smutty.”

Vera was just about to come back with a rejoinder, but was interrupted when the receptionist called out, “Mr. Merrill will see you now.”

Mr. Merrill was a tall handsome man of about forty five, and right away he put the two woman at ease with his easy manner and gregarious voice. “I’m really glad you two decided to come down,” he said effusively, “you see we have this film coming up that is entitled ‘Mother And Daughter’, and if you know anything about our company, we use true to life examples in all of our films. For example, when we make a picture about gay men we only use real gays in the movie, never actors only pretending to be gay,” he explained, “so, in the case of our new film we need a real mother-daughter combination.”

After both Vera and Alana let that sink in, Alana spoke up and said, “We don’t have any acting experience, Mr. Merrill, so if you’re looking for actors with a resume, you’ll have to look for someone else.”

Mr. Merrill nodded his head as she spoke, and when she was finished he offered, “Your point is well taken, Miss Autry, but in this case we don’t want experience we want amateur like freshness, and from the looks of you two you will do splendidly.”

Now it was Vera’s turn to speak, and she got right to the point by asking, “So, how much does it pay and what do we have to do to earn it?”

Mr. Merrill chuckled at Vera’s forwardness, but answered directly, “The job pays five thousand a piece for a total of ten grand, and you will be expected to perform sexually with each other as well as other actors and or actresses.”

Vera’s head was spinning when she heard the words “ten grand”, and before Alana could say a word Vera reached for a pen and asked, “Where do we sign?”

Although Alana had been against it from the start, she had to admit that ten thousand was a lot of money, and so with a little trepidation, she signed her name just below her mother’s and handed the contract back to Mr. Merrill. He quickly scanned the document to make sure all everything was straight, and after he was satisfied, he put down the papers and said, “Okay, ladies, it’s time to get to work, and the first thing I want you to do is to take off your clothes and make love to each other right over there on the couch.”

“Y-you mean now,” Alana stammered, “don’t we have to put on make up or something?”

“Don’t worry about the make up, wardrobe, or anything else, this is just a rehearsal, so please, let’s get going,” Mr. Merrill said evenly, leaving no room for further discussion. Both women walked over to the sofa, and after looking each other in the eye, slowly began undressing. As they shed their things, Mr. Merrill offered, “how old are you two anyway, you both have very nice bodies, and big tits always sells more videos.”

Both Vera and Alana blushed at Mr. Merrill’s observation, but Vera finally answered, “I’m forty and Alana is nineteen.”

When they were both completely nude, it became painfully obvious that neither of them had ever done anything like this before, so Mr. Merrill offered a suggestion. “I can see you two are a little tense about this,” he said quietly, “so, why don’t I have one of our male actors come in and get in the mix so to speak, I think he would be a good ice breaker?”

Both Alana and Vera gave relieved looks nodded in agreement while Mr. Merrill picked up the phone and asked for Duke. Five minutes later a young man in his mid twenties entered the office and asked, “You wanted to see me, Dale?”

“Yes,” Mr. Merrill replied, “I want you to meet the female leads of our new video, Vera and her daughter Alana.” Both women were a little mortified to be standing in the middle of the room naked with two strange men, but Duke just nodded his head and returned to face Mr. Merrill, while waiting for further instructions. “So anyway,” Dale Merrill went on, “we want to get started with a little rehearsing and wondered if you would help us out by joining in?”

Duke again looked the two of them over, and with a shrug of his shoulders replied, “Sure, why not.”

The air conditioning was a little cool in Mr. Merrill’s office, and both women could feel their nipples tightening slightly, but in reality it probably wasn’t the cool air, but the beautifully muscled body of Duke Lancer and his ten inch cock.

“Oh, my,” Alana whispered as Duke’s huge penis lid out of his boxer shorts, “h-he’s huge, I’ve never seen anything quite like it.”

Her mother could feel her vagina dampening rapidly as she stared at the hard bodied young man, and her reply was equally as breathless when she said, “I’m twice your age, and believe me, I’ve only dreamed about having a cock that size.”

With his hands on his hips and his penis quickly rising, Duke strolled casually over to the sofa, and with brutal confidence borne from his years of experience with women, easily took Alana into his arms and kissed her full on the mouth, making her knees grow weak with desire. After releasing her, he turned his attention to Vera and asked, “So tell me mama, who gets it first, you or your little baby?”

Her breathing was now more than shallow, and with her throat tightening with dryness, whispered, “What ever you want, it’s up to you………….”

An almost cruel chuckle escaped his lips, and with slight pressure on Alana shoulders, he pushed her to the floor and asked Vera, “Have you ever seen her suck a big cock? Well, now you’re gonna get to.” Alana was now almost in a sexual frenzy over Duke Lancer’s erection, and without waiting to be told, she took him into her mouth and began sucking him like it was the last dick on the face of the earth.

Vera looked on with glassy eyes as her prim and proper little girl sat on her knees chugging Duke’s horse cock down her hungry throat. Duke smiled smugly over at Vera and ordered, “lie down on the couch and finger your cunt, I wanna see you cumming in three minutes, so get moving bitch.”

Her head was spinning out of control, and the order to lie down was a good one, because in another minute or two she would have probably fallen over. Alana was paying absolutely no attention to her mother, but Duke was, and said, “Your old lady has real hairy pussy, do you think she can get off in three minutes, well, we’re gonna find out?”

Vera’a left hand dropped easily to her crotch and instantly found her distended clit in the furry mass of pubic hair that hid her dripping slit. “Oh, god,” she groaned while doing her clit and watching her daughter suck off the young porn star, “y-you have a huge cock, and it looks so gooooooood.”

“You mean this little old thing,” he said lightly, “awwwww, I’ll bet you’ve had a lot of cocks bigger than mine.”

Her finger was now literally flying over her clit, and while even in her high state of arousal she knew that he was teasing her, she powerless to resist him, and so she panted, “No, no, it’s the biggest cock I’ve ever seen, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, goddddd, I’m fucking cumming so fucking hard.”

The room was now filled with the moans and groans of Vera and her daughter Alana as the young stud was driving them up the wall with sexual excitement. Vera’s plump bottom bounced up and down on the sofa as her orgasm express trained through her burning pussy, and as Alana heard her mother climaxing, her own cunt convulsed hard when Duke let loose with a fire hose of hot cum into her eager mouth. “Like mother like daughter,” he gasped as he emptied his nut sack deep into the young cock sucker’s throat, “you two bitches are two fucking peas in a fucking pod.”

Alana slumped backwards onto her bottom while wiping a string of cum from her chin while Duke turned his attention to Vera. “You must be pretty proud of your little slut daughter,” he said with a short laugh, “the little cunt has a real talent there, I think that she’ll go along way in this business, don’t you?”

Vera’s pussy was still twitching uncontrollably as the last vestiges of her orgasm faded slowly out of her pussy, but as she watched Duke Lancer’s huge cock swinging from side to side as he approached her, she felt her pussy drench itself one more time in anticipation of another climax. As was her wont, when she was turned on Vera always seemed to let her hand fall naturally to her cunt and casually begin masturbating while the fury inside of her grew.

“I asked you a question,” Duke repeated, “isn’t your little baby a good cock sucker?”

With her pussy now in a state of high arousal, Vera stammered, “She’s a good girl and a better cock sucker, now are you gonna give me that big thing or are you gonna make me beg for it?”

Duke glanced down at his rapidly stiffening cock and commented, “So, mama wants some pecker for herself does she, well, baby, you asked for it, and now you’re gonna get it.” In what was almost a surreal moment, Vera stared slack jawed as Duke quickly mounted her, and with a hard thrust of his hips, buried the thick annihilator deep into her hairy pussy.

“Sweet jesus in heaven,” she shrieked as he bottomed out against her pubic bone, “I’m fucking cumming and there’s nothing I can do to stop it, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.”

From the background Vera could hear Alana urging Duke to fuck her harder, so as she rolled her head from side to side, she could glimpse her daughter furiously fingering her pussy while sucking on one of her own big tits. “L-look at her,” Vera gasped, “my little daughter is a sex maniac, she just can’t get enough.”

Duke looked over his shoulder at the hot pussied young woman and replied, “You’re right mama, your little honey is a first class cock hound, just look at what a slut she is.”

Vera’a cunt was now in the middle of a long series of orgasms that continued rocketing through her pussy as she watched her daughter masturbate, and of course as Duke continued pounding his ten inch satisfier in and out of her cunt with brutal ferocity.

Dale Merrill looked on with obvious satisfaction that Vera and Alana were not only mother and daughter, a prime requisite for his next picture, but that they both had sexual appetites that Atilla the Hun would have been proud of. He was absolutely sure of his decision, when out of the blue, Alana jumped up from her spot on the floor, ran to her mother, and began sucking on her big nipples as Duke rammed his manhood in and out of her until all three of them were cumming in a cascade of cum and pussy juice all over the sofa.

All three of the participants finally collapsed in a heap as Dale Merrill picked up the phone and called Production, “Harry, get ready to start shooting tomorrow, I just found our two new actors.”

THE END

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Intro: On Angel it was explained that after the fall of Sunnydale Buffy moved to Europe with Dawn and Giles. This story takes place there.

A little bell jingled over the door way as Buffy entered. No one in the bar seemed to notice. “My kind of place,” she thought to herself. She glanced at her watch. The good thing about the bars in Europe was they stayed open all night. After a few hours of patrol she usually found herself in one of them. This particular bar seemed old. The whole place seemed to be draped in burgundy and gold, dark woods and vintage fixtures. It reeked of regret.

“Ce qui Ì boire?” The bartender asked.

“Martini. Extra dirty.” Buffy responded. The bartender poured the drink and Buffy looked away. Her eyes scanned the rest of the bar. It was filled with middle-aged men in suits and a few women who looked like professionals. They were all speaking very quietly. There was a faint hint of piano music but it was low and unobtrusive. “Perfect,” she thought.

She turned back to the bar in time to find her drink. As she sipped on it her thoughts began to drift. The days in Sunnydale seemed like a distant memory now. After the last near apocalypse she had come to Europe with Giles looking for a fresh start. What she had found was the same chaos that she had left. There was nothing different here. Europe had the same vampires and demons and other ugly things that went bump in the night. She missed her friends and she missed her life, but all of that was gone. Sunnydale was nothing more than a giant hole now, gone forever.

Dawn was in school and they spoke only occasionally. She wanted it that way though. She wanted her to have a normal life, far away from her sister’s chaos. Giles promised her a renewed sense of duty when they came to Europe. Pretty soon though he was getting more and more involved with his own life and his own friends. She imagined it was similar to her time in Sunnydale, except now she was on the other side of it. She had left London a few months earlier to track a master vampire through France. It had taken longer than she expected so she found herself still there, still searching alone. She didn’t feel the need to hurry back.

France wasn’t all bad though. They had good wine and the atmosphere was refreshing. Nobody asked too many questions and for the most part she was free to patrol and to hunt and to do as she pleased. She took another sip of her drink and her thoughts briefly drifted to Spike. She wished he could be with her now. Not only as an ally, but as a lover. At the end of day she needed nothing more than someone to hold her and let her know that everything was going to be okay.

“Buy you a drink?” A man’s voice spoke. Buffy turned to see a dark haired man in a business suit. His eyes were glazed over and his breath reeked of bourbon. He was mildly attractive though and had a slim physique. He had a desperate sense about him. “He’ll do,” she thought.

“Sure, how about another Martini, dirty.” Buffy voiced as she downed the last of her first drink. She could feel the warmth of the alcohol begin to course through her veins. It felt wonderful. Like coming home.

“What’s your name?”

“Buffy.”

“How American. What a beautiful name for a such a beautiful girl.” He delivered the line with his eyes firmly fixed on Buffy’s chest. Her perk and supple young breasts were showcased nicely by her low cut blouse. His accent was unmistakably French but he spoke English well enough.

“Uh, thanks.” By this time the bartender had made another drink and Buffy took another big sip. It burned her throat. It felt great.

“Woah, easy baby. That’s strong stuff,” the man voiced with a chuckle. She felt his hand on her back, drifting. It was obvious what he wanted from her.

“I can handle it,” she responded. She looked over at him through her saddened blue eyes. She looked for a connection. There was nothing there. There was only mindless lust. “I can handle a lot of things.”

The man laughed. “Is that right? I wonder if you can handle me.” His hand moved down and rested against her bottom. She didn’t object. The attention was welcomed, even if it wasn’t sincere. Buffy looked at him again and smiled.

“Why don’t we find out?” She voiced with a strange seriousness. She grabbed her glass and took another long sip, finishing it.

The back alley was suitable. Buffy and her new friend emerged from the back door of the bar. It was quiet and dark. There was a faint breeze flowing through the alley, kicking up old newspapers and pushing coke cans across the brick pavement.

“Let’s make this quick,” Buffy voiced.

“Certainly.” The man responded.

Buffy saw a trashcan that seemed like the perfect height. She moved next to it and undid her jeans. The man did the same. Once her pants were down she bent over the lid of the can, flipped her hair back, and waited while the man pulled her panties down. His cock was exposed now through the zipper hole of his slacks. He spat into his hand and rubbed it

“Are you ready for me baby? You ready to have this inside you.”

“Yes. Fuck me good.” Buffy answered. She liked it hard and fast. It was the only way she would come. “Fuck the pain away,” she whispered to herself.

“You want it hard baby, huh, you want it nice and hard in your pussy. I knew right when I saw you that you wanted to get fucked.”

Insertion came quick and violently. Buffy gasped. His cock entered her like a piston and filled her instantly. He was thick, and Buffy liked it. The length never mattered much but the thicker they were the better.

“Oh yes,” she moaned as he started to fuck her. She could feel his hands on her waist, pulling and pushing her petite body. He was doing just as she had asked. He was fucking her good.

“You like this you little American slut. Does that big French cock feel good inside of you? I know you love it you little bitch. I feel how wet you are.” His accent was thick and he spoke in a very matter of fact manner. The trashcan began to rattle as it moved underneath her. The night air was chilly and biting. Buffy’s breathing became faster and more noticeable. His strokes were hard and fast and a knot of butterflies formed in Buffy’s stomach.

“Fuck me. Yes, that’s it,” she moaned. She felt the warmth inside her. It was similar to the warmth of the vodka only better. The world began to fade inside her head. The friends and family she had left behind disappeared. The cock inside of her was her world now. It was all that mattered. He increased the velocity of his strokes. His body slammed against hers.

“Yes my little piggy,” he spoke through his groans. He was breathing pretty hard. He slowed his pace slightly to catch his breath. As he did he leaned forward and worked himself into her at a different angle. The change of pace felt good. His hands slipped underneath her body so he could squeeze and rub her breasts through the thin material of her blouse.

“Does it feel good daddy? Is that pussy nice and tight for you?” Buffy moaned as her suppressed emotions began to take over. She felt his mouth at her ear now. His tongue flicked against her lobe.

“Your pussy is so tight. I want to fuck you forever.”

The thought sounded appealing. A lifetime of escape. An eternity of mindless lust. The pain replaced with the warmth.

“Fuck me till you come.”

The man pulled back, and as he did his hands entrenched themselves in Buffy’s long blonde hair. He pulled her head back violently and pushed his cock into her all in one motion. She hadn’t even had to ask.

“Oh my god, yes, fuck me!” Buffy screamed. Her voice cascaded down the alley. Someone might have heard. She didn’t care though. The whole world could be watching her right now and it wouldn’t matter. Being fucked was all she needed.

“Take it you fucking cunt,” the man yelled back. He had a good handle on her hair and was pounding his cock into her, making her feel each stroke. Her wonderful pear shaped ass was shaking erotically with each thrust. Her whole body seemed to quiver each time he slammed himself into her frame. Buffy’s moans became louder and faster. She felt a deep trembling that began in her bowels and seemed to explode through her body. The man could feel her tense up.

“That’s it baby, come all over my dick.” He ordered her. “Come all over it.” Buffy didn’t disobey. The orgasm rocked her body and she came hard and deep. It was the good kind that left you feeling orgasmic for hours. She opened her mouth to scream but it was a silent scream. The orgasm seemed to last forever. She lost herself in. Everything faded away at that moment. It was a momentary escape, but it was all she needed.

After the orgasm she sort of fell limp onto the trashcan, but the man didn’t stop his assault on her. He continued to fuck her now listless body. Using her like some sort of fuck doll.

“I’m coming baby,” he groaned. He began a quick series of thrusts that ended with him pulling his cock out and spraying his white come across her ass and back. Buffy could feel it. The warm and sticky fluid. She felt it splash against her ass and drip down. It formed a small puddle on the small of her back.

“Ohhhhhhhhh, FUCK YES!” the man yelled as he came. He looked down at the mess he had made all over Buffy’s petite bottom as the passion of the moment began to subside. Reality began to shift back into view.

Without words Buffy and the man both began to dress. Buffy pulled her panties up, and felt the sticky mess the cloth made against her skin. She didn’t care though. She looked back to see the man dressing hastily.

“Thanks for pussy baby. Maybe I’ll see you around here again eh?” He voiced as if he was embarrassed to say it. He gave her a half-hearted kiss on the cheekd and stumbled back into the bar.

“Don’t count on it,” Buffy muttered to herself. She zipped her jeans up and sighed. She was still buzzing from the alcohol and it combined with the mild afterglow made her feel almost happy. That was the point really.

She walked down the alley in no hurry at all. Another day was done. Tomorrow would be a new one. Every morning could be a fresh beginning. Every night a violent end. Things could always change. “Hopefully for the better,” she thought to herself.

THE END

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Samantha plopped down in front of her dressing room table while struggling to pull on her panty hose! “I just gotta lose some weight,” she said with a sigh, “I’m gonna die young if I don’t.”

After finally getting them on and adjusted correctly, she stood up and slid her size 44DD bra over her shoulders while harnessing her massive breasts in her custom made brassiere. She stared at herself in the mirror for several seconds until the tears finally began streaming down her cheeks onto her chest. Never in her whole life had she felt so alone, and she was sure that it was her size that drove men away from her.

This morning after her shower when she stepped on the scale it read 233 pounds, and a woman standing five feet six inches tall, well let’s just say that she was a little on the hefty side. She quickly wiped away her tears, pulled on her dress, and headed off to work, hoping against all hope that someday she would meet her prince charming.

“How’s it goin’, Sam,” Jim Walker asked as she entered her office, “want for me to fetch ya some coffee?”

“Uh, no thanks,” she replied, “I caught some at the train station, but thanks anyway.”

She settle down at her desk and began going over the day’s itinerary but her heart just wasn’t in it, as her thoughts kept drifting back to the hurt of having no one to go home to each night. She was lost in thought when the intercom on her desk snapped her back to reality and the voice of the receptionist informed her that she had a visitor waiting in the front lobby. “Who is it,” she asked?

“A Mr. Dunlap, he says that you’ve been doing business with him for years and that he’s from Dallas, Texas.”

“Send him right back,” Samantha replied. Wow, this was a surprise, Sam had been selling Jim Dunlap drilling supplies for over five years and this was the first time she had ever seen him face to face, and just then the thought of her weight came over her and she wondered what his reaction to her size would be. Just then he appeared in her office door with his hand out and a big smile on his face.

“Well, I finally get to meet the lady that sold me all those drill bits,” he said while shaking her hand, “how long has it been now, three or four years?”

“Almost five,” Sam replied as she motioned him to take a chair in front of her desk, “and what are you doing in Chicago, Jim?”

“Well,” he replied, “I’m just up here on a little vacation and thought I’d just drop in to say hi, after all, it’s almost like we’re old friends.”

Jim Dunlap was just like she’d pictured him, tall, lanky and suntanned with a slightly weathered face and a lopsided grin that was absolutely infectious. “So where are you staying,” Sam asked?

“At the Executive House,” he replied.

“And what’s Mrs. Dunlap doing today,” Sam asked?

“Oh, I’m afraid there is no Mrs. Dunlap,” he replied quickly, “the life of an oil driller keeps me away from home way too much to have time for a wife.” The two of them then spent the next half hour talking shop, that is until Jim finally stood up and exclaimed, “Good grief where did the time go, I’m sorry to have taken up so much of you morning, say, I’ve got an idea, since I don’t know too much about Chicago, why don’t you join me for dinner and then you can show me around?”

Samantha was a little taken aback at his suggestion, but after a moments hesitation she agreed to meet Jim Dunlap for dinner.

“So,” he asked, “how was your steak?”

“Just perfect,” she replied after taking another sip of wine, “how was yours?”

“Real good,” he replied while flashing his crooked grin, “but not nearly so good as the company.”

Embarrassed at his boldness, Sam could feel the red rising in her cheeks, but with her eyes cast down she answered softly, “I feel the same way too, it’s been a wonderful evening.”

They made small talk for another hour until Jim offered, “Why don’t we take one of those horse drawn carriages for a ride, it looks like fun.” After dropping a c-note on the table, Jim led Sam by the arm and out onto Michigan Avenue where he hailed a carriage and the two of them pile in the back, snuggling close together to keep warm in the late fall evening air.

“You know I’ve lived here all my life and this is my first ride in a horse drawn carriage,” she said as they turned down a side street towards Lake Shore Drive. He put his arm around her shoulder, and as if it were the most natural thing in the world, kissed her softly on the cheek and then on her full wet lips. Immediately she melted into his arms as the kiss grew more passionate, and her mind started reeling as she felt his hand move slowly up her side until it came to rest on one of her full heavy breasts.

Looking her in the eye he whispered, “Cold?” She shook her head no, and tilted her head just right, hoping that he would kiss her again, which of course he did. This time, however, their tongues probed back and forth into each others mouth causing each of them to groan softly as the passion slowly grew in both of them.

He stared into her azure blue eyes, kissed her again an asked softly, “Would you care to come back to my room for a nightcap?” She kissed him again, this time with more urgency, and after they came up for air, Jim tapped on the back of the driver’s seat and ordered, “Take us back to the Executive House.”

The ride on the elevator to the twenty first floor seemed to take forever, and for some reason neither of them said a word until they were safely inside of Jim Dunlap’s hotel suite. “Wow,” Sam gushed as she looked out the window at the spectacular view of the Chicago River, “this is really beautiful.”

Jim came up behind her, and much to her surprise, put his arms around her and whispered into her ear, “But not half as beautiful as you, Sam.”

She knew they were moving much to fast, and for the first time since leaving the restaurant she stopped him with a question, “Just a minute, Jim, I’ll admit that I’m very attracted to you, but I want you to know that I’m not the kind of girl who lets strange men pick her up and use her as a one night stand.”

Now staring again into her eyes, he gently pulled her to him and whispered softly into her ear, “You’re the first woman I’ve been out with in over a year, and believe me I’ve had other chances but you’re the first one I’ve felt like spending my time with.”

“Oh my,” she said to herself, “why is that men always seem to have the just the right answer for every occasion?” Her legs wobbled slightly as he kissed the nape of her neck, and when he began nibbling on her ear she lost all of her resolve as he began gently kneading her massive tit flesh. She was melting away and couldn’t and didn’t want to stop it, but as women usually do, she made one last stab at stopping him when she said, “W-we shouldn’t be doing this, we really don’t know each other that well.”

Now sometimes no means no, but Jim could tell right away that this was a “yes” no, so without any qualms he kissed her hard on the mouth and whispered, “We know each other well enough to make love,” and with her resistance down to zero, he led her to the bed and slowly began undressing her.

He turned her away from him and after unhooking the single catch at the top, he slowly lowered the zipper hold the back of her dress together until it came to rest just below her waistline. Panic was beginning to fill her as she realized in the next minute or so she would have to show him over sized body, a prospect which she absolutely dreaded. “Don’t you think we should turn out all the lights,” she asked hopefully, “I-I’m a little embarrassed?”

“About what,” he asked as her dress slid to the floor leaving her in just her bra an panty hose.

“Well, er,” she stammered, “it’s just that, you know, that I’m a little over weight and I don’t feel very comfortable……….”

He kissed her again softly and gently offered, “You might as well get used to it, Sam, because after a I take you back to Dallas with me I’ll be seeing you naked everyday.”

Her head was now spinning out of control as his last words sank into her brain, “take me back to Dallas with him,” what ever did he mean my that. She didn’t even notice when her bra slid off of her shoulders as she was still trying to comprehend his last statement, and it wasn’t until she heard the metallic sound of a knife opening that she returned her attention to what he was doing. The long blade of his pocket knife glinted in the soft light and she stammered, “W-what are you going to do with that.”

“Just this,” he said softly, as he deftly slid the tip of the blade into the waist band of her panty hose, and after an unbelievably quick snap of his wrist, the remaining shreds of her hose lay in a heap around her ankles, leaving her totally naked before him, still wondering what he meant by “take me back to Dallas”.

She shivered in her nakedness while his eyes devoured her voluptuousness, and unbelievably for the first time in her thirty six years of her life she was standing naked in front of a man. “You’re so beautiful,” he breathed softly while taking her huge breasts in his hands and hefting them as if to see if one weighed more than the other, “and your breasts, they’re magnificent.”

With her vagina oozing juice like a leaky faucet, Samantha tried desperately to keep her mind on the rapidly changing events, but hearing a man call her beautiful was the most wonderful thing she had ever experienced. But that was quickly to change when Jim leaned over and greedily nursed on one of her over ripe nipples. “Oh my god,” she gasped at the incredible sensations that were coursing through her body, “t-that feels w-wonderful, oooooo, don’t stop, oh please, just keep sucking it.”

He chuckled a little as he let her breast flop back onto her round tummy and asked, “Is that all you want from me, just to get your nipples sucked?”

Now totally flustered she replied, “Well, uh, I don’t know what I want exactly, but it felt so good and I’ve never had…….” He interrupted her and finished her sentence, “….you’ve never been with a man before have you, Samantha?”

Her face reddened instantly as she stared at the floor in embarrassment, but he lifted her chin so she was looking him straight in the eye and he said softly, “I’m glad that I’m the first, because then I’ll know that I’ll always be the only one.” He then kissed her softly on both cheeks and led her over to the large kind size bed where in gently pushed her down on her back with her legs spread wide apart.

Her huge breasts slid off her chest, resting on her upper arms while her incredibly dark haired muff began to puff open in a state of complete arousal. While never taking his eyes off of her vagina, he slowly began undressing, giving her time to let everything sink in before taking her. All those years of waiting and hoping were now coming to fruition, it wasn’t as if she had been saving herself for this moment, but now she was glad that she was old enough to appreciate every second of the experience. When he was finally down to his boxers, she held her breath in anticipation, almost like a child waiting to open the first present on Christmas morning. Her breathing was now coming in short shallow bursts, and just to tease her a bit, he took his time to let the tension in her body grow even more intense.

“Have you ever seen one of these before,” he asked softly, while watching her body quiver with desire?

“No,” she gasped, “I’ve never seen one, now please, hurry up and show it to me.”

“Hmmmm, I’m not sure that you’re ready for it, yet,” he said half teasingly, “here, let me check to see,” and just as casually as you please he reached down and plunged his finger into her burning pussy, causing her to groan and thrust her pelvis into his hand. “My, my,” he said softly, “I do believe I was mistaken, you are ready aren’t you?”

“Please, Jim,” she moaned weakly, “I’m on fire, please help me.”

She was going out of her mind with lust, but just to lengthen her agony a little longer he asked, “So, tell me, of all the equipment I buy from your company, what do you think I spend the most money on?”

“W-what are you talking about,” she babbled incoherently, “w-what ever difference does it make?”

“Well,” he said smoothly, “I was just wondering, that’s all, we’ve been doing business together for a lot of years, I just thought you might remember what you sold me.” She couldn’t for the life of her figure out what he was driving at, but she tried vainly to clear her head and give him a cogent answer to his question.

“Uh, let me see,” she stammered, “I-I would say that you purchased more drill bit heads from us than anything else, is that right?

He cocked his head to one side, flashed his lopsided grin and replied, “That is exactly right, over the years you have given me hundreds of drill bits, and now it’s my turn to return the favor.”

With her eyes almost leaping out their sockets, Samantha groaned while Jim lowered his shorts revealing a full “My god,” she moaned as her hand automatically went to her pussy, “it’s so fucking huge.”

“Everything’s bigger in Texas, darlin’” he said in a soft southern drawl, “a big cock for a big girl, they go hand in hand.” When she was alone in her room fantasizing how it would feel, she had always pictured herself being taken and ridden by a stud with a big cock, and incredibly, Jim was even better and bigger than her dreams.

She whimpered softly as he mounted her, begging him to be gentle, but knowing that as a man he would probably take her hard and fast. Slowly she felt the tip on his organ pressing insistently at her opening, gently at first, then more urgently as the heat began rising in his groin. “Y-you’re going to fuck me, aren’t you,” she panted, “you just don’t know how long I’ve waited for this moment.”

He nuzzled her neck a little, and with one extra little push the head slid easily into her and he whispered into her ear, “From the moment I saw you I knew you were the one for me, and now, with the greatest of love, I give you my flesh.”

There was a flash of pain, followed by the most incredible feeling of fullness she could have ever imagined, here she was with her legs splayed wide open for the first time in her life, and a man who truly loved her was taking her for his very own. Slowly at first, then faster and faster his stroking became as the orgasms engulfed her like a warm blanket on cold night.

“I don’t believe it,” she moaned, “i-it feels so wonderful, just being filled to the brim with your penis, I’m cumming over and over again, just like a water fall.”

For Jim too it was wonderful, because for the first time in his life he had what he had always desired, a woman that by her mere presence drove him insane with desire, with her huge breasts, the round soft belly, her fat bottom, and of course her beautiful full face all combined to turn him on more than any perfect size eight ever could.

This was her first time, but instinctively she could sense the increased tension in his penis as he ever so slightly increased the pace of his fucking. “You’re going to cum, aren’t you,” she gasped, “I can tell, you just got super hard?”

While his eyes rolled back into his head and a state of total abandon took over him he panted through clenched teeth, “I’m cumming so hard, and I’m filling up the girl of my dreams with all of my sperm.”

“Oh, god,” she moaned, “y-you’re filling me with your sperm, j-just think of it, your penis is inside of me filling me with your cum, oh god, I’m having a huge orgasm.” His pecker lurched hard several times as wave after wave of cum blasted deep into Samantha’s hot vagina, driving both of them to heights neither of them had ever reached before.

The afterglow of sex with someone you love is to be savored like a fine wine, and Jim and Sam lay together wrapped in each other’s arms, luxuriating in the thought of their new found love. “Jim,” Sam asked while tracing tiny hearts on his hairy chest, “what did you mean when you said you wanted me to come with you to Dallas?”

He looked long and hard into her soft blue eyes and said softly, “Well, I couldn’t very well have my wife living in Chicago with me living in Dallas could I?” With tears of joy slowly running down her cheeks she replied, “No, you couldn’t, I just know that I’m going to love Dallas.”

THE END

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“Well excuse me young man,” the old biddy snapped at Jason as he wedged his way onto the 151 line bus on his way to the Loop.

“I’m sorry ma’am,” he replied, “I didn’t mean to bump into you, but it’s pretty crowded today.” She glared at him over the top of her paper and then resumed her reading while shaking her head in disgust. “Geesh,” he muttered, “it looks like it’s gonna be one of those days.”

The bus swayed back and forth as it winded its way down Clark St., occasionally stopping to pick up or drop off passengers along the way. Jason had pretty much forgotten about the incident with the old lady until she got up out of her seat and practically barged over him on her way to the rear exit door, where she pulled the stop cord next to the door while giving Jason one last nasty glance.

That was it, he had enough of the old bag, so while concentrating on her crotch he thought, “Itch, itch like a hoard of ants, make her scratch it and make her dance.” Almost immediately he could see the discomfort spread across her face while she desperately tried crossing her legs to relieve the incredible itching that had all at once engulfed her vaginal area.

The bus coasted to a stop at Arlington Place, and the last thing he saw while looking out the window was the old lady sitting down on the bus stop bench with her hand up her dress furiously itching her burning cunt while passerby’s on the street stared as they walked to and from work. “Serves her right,” Jason thought, “next time I’ll make the old bitch masturbate right on the bus.”

Ever since he was small Jason was able to influence other people’s behavior by merely thinking about it and placing the image in the victim’s mind. He had decided early on that he would never use his power to cheat people out of their money or property, but using their bodies was a whole other kettle of fish.

He stopped at the receptionist’s desk to see if he had any messages, and just like he had done for the past three years, he induced the cute little blonde sitting behind the desk to raise the hem of her skirt and show him her pussy clad vagina. “Say, Cheryl,” he said while she held up her skirt, “did your husband fuck you last night or did you just suck him off?”

“We did both,” she giggled, “and he came in my mouth and I swallowed it all down.”

“That’s very good dear,” Jason whispered, “now be a good girl and go into the rest room and masturbate until you cum, do you understand me?”

“What’s not to understand,” she replied while getting up out of her chair, “I have to leave and go masturbate, see you later Jason.”

Jason just shook his head and chuckled as he headed down the long corridor to his office, after three years the kid still frigs herself to orgasm every morning and doesn’t have a clue on why she does it. His mood was much better now that he had played his little game with Cheryl, but that had only whetted his appetite for more adventurous fun.

Helen Winslow, the accountant from down the hall ducked her head into his office and asked if he wanted a cup of coffee. He looked at the pretty forty year old brunette and with quick thought plant in Helen’s mind, had her come in and sit down in front of his desk.

“You look tense,” Jason said easily, “why don’t we get Phil in here so you can suck on his big pecker, that will make you feel a lot better don’t you think?”

With the image of Phil’s big cock burned in her mind, Helen moaned softly and begged Jason to call Phil into his office right away. “Of course I will, Helen,” he replied, “anything to help out a friend, but I forgot, why do you want me to ask Phil in here?”

“So I can suck him off,” Helen replied in exasperation, “now hurry up and get him in here.”

“I’m sorry,” Jason replied in a repentant voice, “I’ll call him right now.”

Jason picked up the phone and in less than a minute Phil appeared at Jason’s door and asked, “What’s up, bud?”

Jason quickly did another mind plant and as if by magic Phil closed the door behind him and turned to Helen and exposed himself. Now while Phil was hung just about average, six inches or so, Jason put it into Helen’s mind that Phil was hung like a porno stud, so when she saw his pecker she went absolutely nuts and sucked him to completion in less than two minutes. After it was over, Jason gave them both two mind plants and sent them on their way back to their offices with neither one being the wiser.

Panties. What a wonderful invention. Jason had on many occasions used thought plants to get unsuspecting females to expose themselves to him, and the sight of plump vaginal lips bulging through a pair of tight panties was wet dream come true. This morning he was particularly lucky in that the big boss’s new young wife was wandering through the halls while waiting to see her husband who was at the moment tied up in a meeting.

Jason was working on a stack of correspondence when he was interrupted by a soft sweet voice, “Could you please help me, I’m Melinda Binyon, and I was just looking for the lady’s room.”

“Holy smokes,” Jason said to himself, “a real fucking knock out.” “Sure, no problem,” he said cheerfully, “but don’t you think that you’d like to close the door and sit for a bit first?”

She didn’t know why, but like a magnet attracts metal she was being drawn to the chair in front of Jason’s desk. “May I ask you a question,” he asked softly.

“Of course,” she replied with a large smile on her face, “ask away.”

“Would it be too much trouble to ask if you’d please show me your panties, I’d really appreciate it,” he intoned evenly.

“Oh, why not,” she replied while pulling up her dress and spreading her legs wide apart to afford him the best view possible, “how’s that.”

Jason had seem literally thousands of crotches in his day, but the plump fullness of Melinda Binyon’s pussy being contained by the frilly white lace under wear gave him and instant boner. “That’s very nice, Mrs. Binyon, but I think you’d feel a lot better if you took off your panties and masturbated for me, don’t you?”

Jason watched with utter fascination as the cute little red head slipped off her panties and began calmly fingering her smooth shaven labia. “Do you mind if I jack my cock off,” he asked, “I’m afraid you’ve given me quite a boner.”

“Oh, please do,” she gushed, “I just love watching a man jerk his meat, and from the looks of things you have a nice big cock.”

“Do you masturbate much at home,” he asked.

“Well, you know that Frank is a little older and can’t quite keep up with me,” she said a little sadly, “but luckily our maid is young like me and we take turns sucking each other off when Frank’s not around.”

“That sounds wonderful,” Jason replied while fisting his seven inch piece of blue steel, “can I let you in on a little secret?”

“Oh goody, a secret,” she said excitedly while using two fingers inside of her hot little quim, “tell me, I promise I won’t tell.”

“I’m sure you won’t,” Jason replied, “after all you’re a good girl, right?”

“Of course I am,” she said a matter of factly, “so hurry up and tell me your secret.”

“Well,” he said softly, “last week I was in your husband’s office and I simply made a suggestion that he and Miss Evans, his executive secretary, fuck each other on his big desk right in front of me, and do you know what?”

Her fingers were now literally flying over her gaping pussy as she gasped, “N-no, tell me, what happened, did Frank fuck her!?!”

“I’m afraid he did, dear, several times, and when he was finished fucking her, he sucked her hairy pussy until she came like a rocket, in fact she came just like you’re going to cum right now.”

Melinda Binyon was now in another world, a world filled with hot pussies and big cocks, a world that was now had her erupting like a volcano as a brutally satisfying orgasm crushed her vagina like tin can by a car tire. Jason’s hand was like a blur on the thick shaft of his pecker, and watching the cute little red head blow her nut in total abandon drove him right over the edge with her as his spunk shot in long streams all over the carpet in front of him. He quickly tucked his penis back into his pants and had Mrs. Binyon pull on her panties.

When she looked presentable he said, “It’s been nice meeting you ma’am, and the rest room is down the hall to your right, you cant’ miss it.” She thanked him for his time and left his office with a slightly quizzical look on her face but none the wiser.

On his way to lunch at a cafe a block or so from his office, realizing that he was a little short on cash, Jason stopped in at his back to cash a check for fifty dollars! As usual he tried to find a teller who wasn’t busy so he could spend a few minutes chatting with her. “How may I help you,” the teller asked in slightly bored voice.

After a quick mind plant Jason replied, “Well, Amanda, I would like to cash this check for fifty bucks, and also would like to ask you if you like sucking cock?”

“How would you like that, sir, would two twenties and a ten be all right? And of course, I love sucking cock,” she said with a lot more enthusiasm.”

“Uh, two twenties and a ten would be just fine,” he replied, “and tell me, does your husband have a large erection?”

“Oh, yes,” she gushed, “”he has a huge cock.” “Do you suck him off,” he asked.

“Of course I do,” she replied, “I suck him at least once a day.”

“Does he ejaculate in your mouth,” he pressed on.

“Mmmmmm, yes,” she sighed, “I just love it when he fills my mouth with his cum, it makes me so wet and ready to fuck.”

“I’m sure that is does,” Jason said softly as he mind planted another suggestion in her head, “just imagine that your hubby had just filled your mouth with sperm and your clit is absolutely on fire, can you picture that, Amanda?”

A small moan gurgled up in her throat while she subconsciously let her hand run down the front of he skirt until it rested directly on her mounds. “That’s very good,” Jason went on, “so now that you have just received your mouth full of cum, you pussy is just about ready to have a climax on its own, and all you can think about is getting your gun off.”

The soft moan had now turned much louder as the tightness in her vagina began twisting towards orgasm. Jason smiled to himself as the young teller, unbeknownst to herself was now having an unbelievably hard climax right behind the teller line in the middle of the day, and with her cunt spasming out of control, she had to hold on to the edge of the counter to keep from falling over.

As her orgasm began to subside, the teller supervisor came over and asked, “Are you sure you’re all right Amanda, you look a little pale.”

As Jason turned to walk away he shot a truth mind plant at Amanda, and much to her chagrin and her supervisor’s embarrassment, the young teller confessed that she had just experienced a mind blowing orgasm in front of a bank customer, and to make matter worse, she lifted her skirt and showed the supervisor her drenched panties.

As bad as the day started, it had turned out to be quite interesting, so when he passed by Mr. Binyon’s office and saw him talking to his new young wife, well, Jason just couldn’t pass up a chance to have a little fun with the May-December couple. Mr. Binyon’s private secretary was just returning from lunch herself, when Jason gave her a mind plant. As a look of consternation came over her face, Jason whispered softly, “I think you’d better go right in and tell Mr. and Mrs. Binyon about your problem, I’m sure they would be very helpful, don’t you?”

“Yes, I think that’s a splendid idea,” Miss Evan replied happily, “I’ll go right in and see what they say.”
Jason smile smugly as the excited woman entered her boss’s office, and without so much as saying a word, took off her skirt and panties and proceeded to tell the two startled people that her clitoris was in dire need of some oral attention and wondered if either of them would care to suck her off. Jason almost didn’t get the mind plants to the Binyon’s in time, but he knew he had scored again when he saw Mrs. Binyon drop to her knees and began servicing Miss Evans hot vagina. Another shot at the boss had him pulling out his cock and jerking it smoothly while his young wife orally satisfied his secretary.

Jason then strolled inside and as if nothing was wrong his boss said, “My wife’s just taking care of Miss Evan’s pussy, it seems her clitoris was all puffed up and needed some sucking, luckily she was here to take care of her, don’t you agree.”

“Uh, sure Mr. Binyon,” Jason said while suppressing his laughter, “but don’t you think it would be even more helpful if you stuck your hardon into her mouth, it looks like she’s hungry as well.”

Mr. Binyon quickly surveyed the situation and replied enthusiastically, “You know, my boy, I think you’re right, she does look like she needs a dick to suck, what do you say Miss Evans, would you care to suck some cock?”

Jason could see that Miss Evans was clearly nearing her orgasm, and the offer of having a big dick to suck on was one that she could not pass up, so quickly Mr. Binyon positioned himself so that she could easily take him into her mouth. “I’m going to give you a raise for this, Jason,” Mr. Binyon panted, “she sucks almost as good as my wife.”

Mrs. Binyon looked up lovingly at her husband and said, “Thank god we were here, the poor girl was in such need, just look at her clitoris, it looks like it’s ready to explode.”

Just at that moment Miss Evan pussy convulsed three or four times in rapid succession as a brutal orgasm flooded Mrs. Binyon’s mouth with a deluge of Bartholin’s fluid, while her husband kept up his end of the bargain by pumping load after load of hot cum down the eager throat of his hot little secretary. Jason just shook his head and quietly left the room as the three lovers switched places and started over again.

Back in his office, Jason sat down and began going over some paper work, when Jenny, the eighteen year old mail room girl stopped into his office to drop off his mail. Looking up from his work he asked softly, “Jenny, what color panties are you wearing………….”

THE END