"Nixon's Shakes 'n' Burgers?" Judd Kramer, owner of Metro City Employment, squinted at the resume on his desk and shook his head decisively. "And you're looking for a secretarial position? No, Cheryl, I'm very sorry. It's out of the question. The only position I could help you find would be waitress work. And I'm afraid it wouldn't pay very well, as every really blue-chip restaurant in town is full up. Again, I'm sorry."
Cheryl squirmed miserably in the hard chair facing the handsome, forty year-old employment counselor's desk. Through her mind raced a jumble of figures, some related to the minimum and she and Kenny would need to get by each month, some to the student loans he'd secure as a first-year student at the university. The bottom line was that she'd never make ends meet if she didn't make at least $1,200 a month.
"Mr. Kramer, there's just got to be something," she said desperately. "I mean, well, I'm not a really good typist, but fifty words-per-minute's nothing to sneeze at! And I'm conscientious and everything, and I'm a fast learner. There's just gotta be something!"
"As I said, Cheryl, I wish I could help."
Kramer folded his arms across his chest and leaned back behind the desk, giving Cheryl a stony look that indicated that, as far as he was concerned, the interview was over. Then, as Cheryl had known it would, his gaze wandered lower, taking in her enormous tits. She hadn't deliberately dressed that day to show off her huge tits, but it was impossible to conceal their size, at least in proportion to her otherwise petite, slender body. The nineteen year-old blonde had long ago grown so accustomed to having men ogle her big tits that she tended to take such stares for granted.
But Cheryl knew now that she had to put her great tits to good use, just as she she'd used them with Mr. Nixon. She didn't like the idea of having to fuck an employment agent to get a job. But Mr. Kramer was attractive, and the main thing was that she'd already visited several employment agencies that day, who'd all told her the same, discouraging thing.
"Mr. Kramer, look at me."
Kramer did look up, apparently surprised by this novel tack. Cheryl rose and carefully positioned herself in front of his desk, gripping its edges and leaning forward in a way that made her frilly dress top gap open as far as possible, showing off her big tits.
"Mr. Kramer, I need a secretarial job. I mean, I know my problems aren't important to you or anything, but I've got a lot riding on this. I know you could help me at least get an interview if you'd put your thinking cap on. Honest, Mr. Kramer, I'll just do anything if you'll help me out. I mean it! Absolutely anything!"
The tall, handsome man made a choking sound, trying not to stare at Cheryl's deep cleavage.
"Young lady, I admire your persistence, but I'm terribly sorry…"
"Mr. Kramer, do you mind if I ask you kind of a personal question?" Cheryl interrupted.
"What is it now?"
"How come you keep staring at my tits?"
Mr. Kramer's mouth dropped open. Cheryl slid around to his side of the desk, standing close beside him, her mammoth tits heaving in her tight, clinging dress top.
"Well, I… I… er…"
"I already know I've got a couple of really big ones, Mr. Kramer. And I sure hope that me having giant titties isn't the reason you're not helping me out. I mean, some people can't help thinking that a girl with really huge breasts doesn't have any brains. You're not like that, are you?"
"N-no, Cheryl, I'm…"
"Then how come you keep staring at 'em so much? Do you wanna see 'em, Mr. Kramer? I mean, I don't mind taking off my dress and letting you look at my big tits, if you want. Maybe that'll help you take your mind off of 'em afterward, so you can get serious about helping me find a job!"
Kramer just gaped at her, unable to believe his eyes and ears.
Cheryl swiftly reached behind her back, unzipping the dress and letting it slide from her slim hips to the floor. She stepped out of it and her high heels at the same time.
As usual, she'd skipped stockings. All she wore now were her skimpy, bun-hugging bikini panties and her overstuffed bra. The bra cups were opaque, but Cheryl's nipples were so red that Kramer could still clearly see her areolas through them. The employment agent's face reddened, a big cock bulge forming in his slacks.
"Cheryl, please…"
"Look at this, Mr. Kramer."
Cheryl again reached behind her back, undoing her bra. Her enormous, milk-white tits jiggled out of confinement, bobbing firmly on her chest. Brazenly, Cheryl stepped closer, her tits slapping pendulously together as she draped one giant tit against his face.
"Go ahead and play with it, Mr. Kramer. I don't mind."
The forty year-old business owner seemed to be fighting for self-control. At last he gave in, his face red as he raised his hands, filling all ten fingers with the spongy enormity of the blonde girl's super-sized whoppers. Hungrily, he milked and squeezed the tremendous tit globes, and now the cock bulge in his pants was throbbing obscenely.
"What's that big, stiff thing sticking up in your pants, Mr. Kramer?"
"Well, I…"
"Does playing with my titties giving you a big boner?"
Kramer obviously couldn't think of anything to say. Cheryl knew she had to move fast, before the horny employment agent realized what they were doing, and, more important, where they were doing it. Swiftly, she pushed his chair back, giving her enough room to kneel in front of him. Cheryl looked up at him unashamedly as she started fondling his throbbing prick through his slacks.
"Gosh, Mr. Kramer, you sure do have a big, stiff cock for somebody who's supposed to be helping me find a job! Maybe the reason you can't help me is that this big old boner of yours is throbbing too hard for you to concentrate. Maybe if I just shove this big cock in my mouth and suck the jizz out for you, you'll be able to concentrate better. Now how does that sound?"
Kramer just stared down at her speechlessly. Cheryl quickly undid his belt and pulled down his zipper, roughly yanking his pants and shorts down to his knees. Then her eyes widened in happy surprise as she saw the length and thickness of the man's enormous, cum-clogged pussy-pleaser twitching over his navel.
"Oooooh, Mr. Kramer! You've really got a big one!"
Cheryl eagerly wrapped both hands around the mammoth stalk of fuck-meat, shuddering as she felt her easily aroused pussy creaming heavily in her panties.
She tightened her right hand around the root of his cock, and then she started jacking the stiff pisser rapidly. Up and down her hand stroked, soon moving in a blur, the jacking rhythm making his piss hole open to spit out little droplets of pre-cum. Cheryl lowered her head, lovingly swabbing his spongy prick head, coating the meaty crown with a glistening sheen of spit. Then she started jacking Mr. Kramer's boner harder than ever, still holding his gaze with her wide, baby-blue eyes.
"Is this making you feel different about finding a job for me, Mr. Kramer?"
Kramer moved his lips, but no words came out. Cheryl opened her mouth as wide as she could, plunging her lips on the reddened, oozing cock tip. She thrust the boner as far down her gullet as she could take it, nearly choking herself in her frenzied eagerness to suck in all of his cock meat.
Puckering her cheeks, the busty blonde teenager started a frantic, clinging cock-sucking, contentedly smacking and slurping around the jizz-oozing stiffness of Kramer's fuck-meat.
Kramer moaned, wriggling on the chair, excitedly clutching her head with both hands. Urgently, he started thrusting his hips off the seat, fucking his aching boner in and out between her clasping, sucking lips.
"Oh, that feels good!" he moaned, at last voicing his pleasure. "S-suck it, Cheryl! Oh, what a sweet little cock-sucker you are! Oh, do it hard!"
Cheryl knew it would have been best to bargain further with the counselor before she made his prick too stiff, but by then she was too horny for cock-sucking to let up for even a second. Mr. Kramer really did have an incredibly long, fat cock, and it was nearly as tasty to suck on as her little brother's cock. Cheryl felt famished for a load of cock cream as she bobbed her head faster, her enormous tits jiggling as she rhythmically fucked her mouth with Kramer's big prick.
"Harder, oh, suck hard!"
His cock was growing extremely stiff now, moments away from showering her tonsils with a healthy outpouring of jism. Again, Cheryl told herself to stop while she still had time. She was sucking cock for a purpose, she reminded herself, not just to treat herself to another gut warming load of cum.
But she just couldn't make herself stop quite yet. Gosh, he sure did have neat-tasting pisser! Cheryl sucked harder than ever, her whole face reddening with the torrid intensity of her cocksucking. She tightened her fingers around the root of his fucker, jacking the cockshaft as hard and fast as she could move her hand. Her fist was a blur as it tore up and down his veined cock trunk, wildly beating his meat from the hairy root to her sucking lips.
"Gonna cum! Oh, keep sucking, Cheryl! Suck it good! Gonna cum!"
At last, Cheryl made herself stop. Her hunger for the tonsil-basting load of cum was so great by then that she actually felt thirsty for it, but still, she had, to put business before pleasure. Cheryl clamped her thumb and forefinger firmly on the tip of his prick, to prevent any of the white cum from spilling out. She kept whipping her hand slowly up and down his prick as she looked deliberately into his eyes.
"Mr. Kramer, I asked you a question before, and you didn't answer me," she said softly. "I wanted to know if the way I suck cock made you think twice about helping me find a job."
"Oh, God, why are you stopping now?!" Kramer gasped. He grimaced, his swollen boner pulsing violently with its need for release, still trapped in her stroking, jacking fist. "Just… just keep sucking it! Make me cum first! We'll talk about all that later! Please, please, just suck my cock!"
"Uh-uh, Mr. Kramer. You gotta promise to help me find a job first. A good job too, one that pays at least twelve hundred a month." Pinching his cock head tightly, Cheryl jacked his prick harder than ever, going for the close. "I'll let you fuck me after you shoot your wad, Mr. Kramer. Honest, I will! And I'll even let you suck my big titties some more, too!"
"All… all… right!" Kramer panted at last. "All right, anything! Just let me cum!"
"That's a good boy, Mr. Kramer!"
Cheryl stopped pinching his cock head, again opening her mouth wide and plunging her lips onto the bloated, beet-red cock head. She wrapped her lips around his veined, aching cock shaft, and then she started jacking and sucking even harder than before, knowing that her cocksucking efforts were about to be rewarded with an incredible shower of jizz.
She wasn't disappointed. The sappy white jism seemed to literally erupt from his cock head, blasting on the roof of her mouth and fountaining down her throat in a memorable shower of hot, salty-tasting cum.
Cheryl clung to the man's jizz spraying pisser, whipping her fist up and down, smacking and gurgling louder than ever as she started gulping down cock cream at the same time as she sucked. Again and again, the frothy white cum gushed out of his prick head, warming her belly. Cheryl kept sucking and beating his meat for a minute straight, until she'd nursed the last droplets of cum out of the agent's prick.
At that point, Cheryl had sucked cock so hard and swallowed such a bellyful of jizz that it wouldn't have surprised her if Mr. Kramer had lost his hard-on immediately. Instead, he surprised her. As she continued fondling and licking his big prick, she was delighted to realize that it had lost none of its stiffness. If anything, his cock throbbed more dramatically than ever as Mr. Kramer gazed with open hunger at her magnificently curvaceous body. It had obviously been a long time since the horny forty year-old had fucked a pretty blonde teenager with really big tits.
"Ooooh, Mr. Kramer. Your prick's still so stiff! I think it's plenty hard enough to push up my pussy now, even if my cunt is awfully tight. Do you feel like lying on top of me now, Mr. Kramer, and giving my tight little cunt a good fucking?"
Kramer nodded his head eagerly. By that time, the joy she'd derived from the cocksucking had made Cheryl's cunt so wet that her whole panty crotch area felt sticky with oozing cunt juice. The big-titted teenager slid sideways on the floor, still staring at Mr. Kramer's boner as she wriggled out of her panties.
"Better take your pants off the rest of the way, Mr. Kramer. You're not going to be able to fuck very well with your slacks bunched around your knees like that."
Kramer did as she suggested, staring transfixedly at her spectacular, naked body as he stripped nude from the waist down. By then, Cheryl was lying on her back on the rug with her legs spread wide, her knees hovering over her shoulders as she completely opened up her curly-haired pussy for the invasion of a big, hard prick.
"Hurry up and lie on top of me, Mr. Kramer! My pussy needs a good fucking really bad!"
Again, Kramer did as he was told. He held his cock in his hand as he mounted her, nudging its spongy tip between the pouting lips of her moist, swollen, itchy-for-fucking cunt. Cheryl raised her head, watching the veined prick shaft boring into her. Her pretty, youthful face contorted with pleasure as she felt her pussy hole stretching wide to suck around the big, womb-probing prick.
"Oh, Mr. Kramer! Unggggh! You really do have a big one! Unnngggh! Fuck my pussy, Mr. Kramer! Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck my juicy cunt!"
Kramer was securely in position above her, bracing his shoulders on straight arms, every inch of his mammoth fucker throbbing deep inside her buttery, clinging pussy channel. Then the man started humping furiously, surprising Cheryl with his skill and energy as he worked his muscular ass cheeks up and down, steadily pounding her drippy little pussy hole with the in-out thrusts of his prick.
"Unngggh! Oh, Mr. Kramer! You're fucking my pussy good, Mr. Kramer! Harder now! Fuck my pussy, fuck my horny little pussy! Oh, shit, oh, fuck, my pussy needs a good cum!"
Cheryl whipped her blushing ass cheeks frantically off the floor, her giant tit melons undulating spongily as she rhythmically fucked her glove-tight pussy onto his prick. Kramer let his arms bend, now supporting his weight on his elbows as his cock kept fucking in and out of her cunt. Soon he was fucking her much harder than before, their bellies slapping sweatily together as he drilled his freshly jizz-laden pisser into her pussy as hard as he could.
"Fuck my cunt, Mr. Kramer, fuck my horny cunt!"
Cheryl cocked her thighs higher, scissoring her ankles together high across his back. Then she started humping and wiggling in a frenzy of fucking passion, tirelessly thrusting her spasming, juice-oozing pussy onto the cunt pleasing length of his cock.
"Unngggh! Love your big cock, Mr. Kramer! Oh, fuck, you're making me cum with it! Unngggh! Fuck my pussy, fuck my horny little pussy! Ahhhh, cumming now!"
Her pussy erupted in a series of uncontrollable spasms, milking and nursing around his fucker, holding the cockshaft deep inside her body as the musky-smelling fuck oils spewed uncontrollably out of her pussy slit. Kramer kept fucking the piss out of her, now sprawled flat on her naked body, clutching her hips as he relentlessly rammed his giant fuck-shaft in and out of her cunt.
"I'm cumming, too!" he gasped. "Take it… tak… take it…" He collapsed between her thighs, nailing his prick to the hilt in the cum-spasming sheath of her pussy. Then a gigantic second load of cum gushed out of his stiff fuck-organ, spraying and spewing non-stop into the gooey depths of Cheryl's well-fucked cunt. Cheryl whimpered with delight, wriggling beneath him, feeling the sticky white cum basting the insides of her pussy. Hornily, she flexed her fucking muscles around the long, fat, cum-shooting cock, helping the employment agent to shoot out every delicious drop.
"Okay, Mr. Kramer," she panted, when she finally felt his prick getting soft. "Now you have to keep your end of the bargain. Where do I get to look for a job?"
"Muh-muh-Metro Industries," Kramer moaned, panting the words on her shoulder. "I'll call personnel tomorrow, set you up with an interview. They… they must have something. They're the biggest employer in the whole fucking town!"
"Well, gosh, Mr. Kramer!" In spite of herself, Cheryl felt irritated. "Why didn't you tell me about this Metro Industries before?"
"Because I'm using up a favor, that's why!"
Kramer pulled his wilting prick out of her pussy, absentmindedly wiping the sticky tip off on her inner leg. Cheryl shook her head and gazed disgustedly at the ceiling as she felt the sticky white jism dribbling back out of her hairy cunt.
It wasn't what you knew, it was who you fucked!