"I-I guess… didn't do all that great on the typing test, huh?" Cheryl mumbled.
"No, you didn't," Bill Wayne agreed. He was the personnel director at Metro Industries.
"I really can type around fifty words per minute sometimes," Cheryl said hastily. "Once in a while I can, anyhow. It's really just a matter of getting used to the keyboard. I mean, if I'd just been used to the keyboard, I think…"
"Thirty words per minute," Bill Wayne interrupted, "is a long way from fifty."
Bill Wayne leaned back in the swivel chair behind his desk, still studying Cheryl's typing test, frowning at it. Cheryl squirmed miserably and tried to keep herself from getting discouraged. In the two days that had elasped since her "interview" with Mr. Kramer, she'd felt herself putting a bigger and bigger stake on her prospects with Metro Industries. She really needed to get a job here. It was the biggest employer in town, and everyone else had been slamming doors in her face.
"Maybe there's an entry-level secretarial position somewhere in Metro Industries that I…"
"With thirty words per minute typing speed?" Wayne shook his head.
He was a handsome enough guy, Cheryl thought, big and husky-looking and about thirty-five years old, but she supposed it wasn't surprising that the director of personnel had such a quick knack for acting like an asshole.
"Sorry. That's just too slow. No way," he said.
Cheryl heaved a deep sigh. "Then isn't there some job you could help me find here? I mean, I'm really kind of desperate, Mr. Wayne. I really need a job!"
Wayne leaned back in his chair again, folding his arms behind his head and studying Cheryl with narrowed eyes and pursed lips.
Something's gonna happen, Cheryl thought. And she wasn't disappointed. The personnel director lowered his gaze slightly but significantly, obviously treating himself to an eyeful of the pretty blonde teenager's enormous tits.
"I could use a personal secretary," he said.
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me. A personal secretary." He took a long look around his private office, down the hall and completely separate from the bustling personnel pool Cheryl had walked through when she'd arrived for her interview. "A secretary just for me, personally. Type my letters for me, take phone calls for me." He gestured to a small desk in the corner. "You could work right there, just fine."
"But…" Cheryl took a deep breath, already sure of what was coming. "I guess I don't understand, Mr. Wayne. You already said that my typing speed's not that great, and there are all those other girls in the steno pool I saw…"
Suddenly the personnel director's face broke into a broad, leering grin. "Let's just say they don't have the right qualifications, Cheryl." He looked at her giant tits again. "I think you do, though. As a matter of fact, I've been waiting for a cute little girl like you to come along for quite some time now."
"All right, Mr. Wayne!"
Cheryl stood up, breathing hard, blushing as she felt how conspicuously her tits were heaving under her frilly top. Mr. Wayne just smiled pleasantly.
"Mr. Wayne, I hope this isn't rude of me, but do you mind if I ask you a personal question?"
"Go right ahead."
"Do… do you w… do you want me for your personal secretary," she said, gesturing at her huge tits, "because of these?"
"Oh, I guess you could say they have something to do with it."
"Mr. Wayne, I think that's very wrong of you! I mean, just… just 'cause I'm busty and everything, that doesn't mean I'm just a horny little slut who wants to go around fucking everybody in town. I mean, my intentions were very sincere in coming here for an interview, and I don't think…"
"Have it your way," Wayne shrugged. "The only opening I've got is for a personal secretary. Take it or leave it."
The man grinned again, dropping his hand to his lap to brazenly rub the big, pulsing boner that now showed plainly through his slacks.
Cheryl thought about it. First she thought about her wonderful little brother Kenny, the dreams he'd had since childhood of someday being a kicker in the NFL. The only way for him to achieve that goal was to make the varsity team at the university, and the only way for him to do that was if Cheryl could find a job to support both of them.
"All… all right," she said at last. "When do I start, Mr. Wayne?"
"Oh, tomorrow morning should be just fine," Wayne grinned. "Be sure to wear a nice, tight blouse."
"Harder, damn it!" Wayne panted. "Came on, I'm in a hurry! Make it squirt!"
Cheryl was on her knees, early the next morning, her huge tits jiggling in a tight, turtleneck blouse as she bobbed her face feverishly in the personnel director's lap, fucking her mouth with his prick.
Gosh, this sure was a hard way to make the money she needed. The only good part about it, Cheryl thought, was that Mr. Wayne had turned out to have such a big, meaty prick. He'd shown it to her as soon as she'd arrived for work a half-hour before, locking the door and then sprawling on his swivel chair, whipping open his zipper. As soon as she'd seen the length and thickness of the boner standing out of his slacks, Cheryl had felt her pussy getting wet in a hurry. No matter how gross she thought it was to have to go down on her new boss like this, she still thought he had a big, neat, thoroughly suckable cock.
"Come on, suck it!" Wayne panted. "Can't you do any better than that? I need to cum!"
Even with her mouth jammed with hard cock, Cheryl felt herself getting little bit angry. No one had ever questioned her cock-sucking abilities before, even men who'd been sucked off by pros! Kneeling with her new boss' prick crammed between her lips, Cheryl decided that she'd show him that she really did know a thing or two about cock-sucking after all.
She tightened her fingers around the root of his meaty prick, marveling at the thickness of the cock shaft that pulsed between her fingers. Then Cheryl started jacking on his boner as hard as she could, her fist flying up and down the prick shaft between the hairy root and her sucking lips.
She forced her mouth to open farther, nearly choking herself as she jammed another half-inch of his fucker between her lips. Then the busty teenage secretary started sucking cock as hard as she could, her whole face reddening with the intensity of her suck-job.
"Oh, shit, that's better!" Wayne panted. His handsome face contorted into an obscene smile as his cock grew stiffer, milked to total hardness by the whirlpool-like wetness of her mouth. "Yeah, that's a good little cock-sucker!" He clutched her head tightly, thrusting his hips off the chair. "Suck it now, damn you! Suck it hard, make me cum!"
Cheryl kept sucking as hard as she could, alternating between puckering her cheeks sharply inward and puffing them out again, working on his spongy cock head like a sexual vacuum cleaner. She jacked on his big pisser so hard her wrist ached, furiously whipping her hand up and down the cock shaft. Plenty of pre-cum was oozing out of his piss hole now, and she lapped up every droplet with her swirling, swiping, slobbering tongue.
"Gonna shoot it!" Wayne panted. "Suck my prick, Cheryl, suck my prick! Oh, fuck, fuck, gonna cum!"
Cheryl moved her left hand between his thighs, tenderly clutching his ball bag, marveling at how heavy and bloated his balls felt. She squeezed his balls and jacked his throbbing boner at the same time, her slurping, gurgling sounds of cock-sucking pleasure now filling the whole office. Tirelessly, she bobbed her face on his crotch, urging her new boss to spew a big, hot load of cum down her throat.
"Swallow it! Cumming! Ahhhhhh!"
The milky white jizz started spewing, making the huge cock lance buck and pulse as it disgorged great, sticky gobs of cock cream between her lips. Repeatedly, the frothing torrent spewed out of his prick lance, spurting on the roof of her mouth, basting her tonsils with the flowing load of cock cream.
Cheryl clung eagerly to his boner, feeling her pussy getting deliciously wet and sticky as she savored the taste of his shooting jizz. She jacked his prick slow and hard now, draining the cumload out of his stiff pisser, continuing to suck cock and swallow cum until she'd drained the last droplets of cum out of his balls.
"Well, Mr. Wayne?" Cheryl said, when his cum had subsided. She slid the big, drippy fucker out of her mouth, looking up at him with flushed cheeks and an embarrassed expression. "Still think I'm nothing but an amateur?"
"That wasn't bad," Wayne admitted. He pushed her roughly away, tucking his wet cock back into his slacks and pulling up the zipper. "Not bad at all. Now why don't you just split, so I can get some work done now? Okay?"
"Excuse me?"
"Hey, you heard me," Wayne said, almost sneering. "I hired you because you've got big tits and a good mouth, okay? I've been working here a long time. I can get away with giving myself an occasional perk. But there's no way I want you around getting in my hair when I've got real work to do. Now, there's a desk in the steno pool all set up for you. Why don't you just go out there and make yourself busy with something until I call you in again?"
"But… but… but I… was supposed to be working with you in here!"
"I changed my mind," Wayne grinned. "Now vamoose, okay? Don't call me, I'll call you! Scram!"
Cheryl hesitated a moment longer, then blushingly left the office, still tasting her new boss' prick juice on her lips. He sure did have a big, meaty pisser to suck the cum out of, but she definitely didn't like being treated like a whore.
But the important thing was that it would help make ends meet until Kenny was locked in as the starting kicker. She'd just have to keep reminding herself of how much she needed the money!
Mr. Wayne didn't call her back into the office until the middle of the afternoon. By then, Cheryl was grateful to get out of the steno pool, no matter what her new boss wanted her to do. It was awful out there! She didn't have a thing to do, and all the other girls seemed to know it. She'd heard plenty of whispering and giggling behind her back while she'd tried to make herself look useful with a bunch of meaningless paperwork she'd found on her desk.
A lot of the whispering and giggling, of course, had to do with the size of her tits. Cheryl was proud that her tits were so huge, but she still didn't think it was fair that other women should be prejudiced against her because her tits were so big. It was true, in this case, that her spectacular chest size was the reason she had the job. But that wasn't the sort of job she'd wanted to get. Cheryl almost wished she could confront one of the girls and tell her the truth…
"Now let's have a look at those big, juicy tits!" Mr. Wayne said.
He was still sitting behind the desk, exactly where he'd been when she'd left his office that morning, as if he hadn't moved once since getting his cock sucked. He folded his arms behind his head, looking pleased as he stared hungrily at Cheryl's tits.
"Excuse me," she murmured.
"Come on. I didn't hire you to act coy." The personnel director rubbed his crotch. "I haven't seen your tits lately. Why do you think I asked you to wear that sweater to work? What are you, stupid? Now take it off and show me those big knockers of yours!"
Cheryl pursed her lips in a girlish pout, wondering how much longer she was going to have to take this abuse. But her pussy was getting wet again in spite of herself, as she remembered how big and meaty her boss' prick was, and what a big cum-load the man had spewed down her throat.
Cheryl grasped the bottom of the sweater and pulled it up, revealing her tiny waist and girlishly rounded belly. As usual, she had to struggle to get the sweater over her enormous, bra-encased tits. Her new boss rubbed his cock bulge harder as she pulled the sweater off her shoulders, leaving herself naked from the waist up except for her bra.
"That, too," he said.
"You sure are demanding, Mr. Wayne."
But the busty blonde teenager did as she was told, reaching behind her back to undo the clasp keeping her giant milkers in the harness. The bra fluttered to the floor, and her spongy, white tits tumbled out, jiggling lightly as she stood submissively before her employer.
"Jesus, they're big!" Wayne panted. "I don't think I've ever seen such a cute, skinny little girl with such huge jugs!" He gestured impatiently. "Now the slacks too! Panties, everything! I want you naked!"
"Gosh, Mr. Wayne! You could at least try being polite!"
But, again, Cheryl did as she was told. Besides, she could feel her pussy getting juicy. The slacks were quite tight, and she had to wiggle her ass to peel the pants over the cute, rounded cheeks of her panty-clad ass. Then she skinned the slacks down her sleek, tapering legs, pausing to tease her boss a moment longer before taking off the panties, too.
Now she was completely naked.
Cheryl stood in front of him, conscious of his eyes shifting rapidly between her huge, fat nippled tits and the dense, hairy triangle of her cunt.
Mr. Wayne stood up, and Cheryl saw that he'd taken off his pants. His giant, twitching boner wagged obscenely before him as he came around from behind the desk.
"On your back, on the floor," he demanded. "Right now!"
Cheryl did as he asked, unable to stop staring at his big hard-on, her pussy getting hotter and creamier as she realized that she was in for a nice, hard fucking. She wiggled her ass into a comfortable position on the rug, still staring at Mr. Wayne's prick as she cocked up her thighs and spread them wide apart.
But Mr. Wayne apparently didn't want to fuck her yet. Instead he sprawled on his stomach between her thighs, facing the curly-haired lips of her cunt. Cheryl's pussy was very wet and gooey now, more than wet enough to stretch for a big prick like her boss'. But apparently Mr. Wayne had a taste for pussy-licking that he hadn't told her about yet.
He leaned forward, groaning with desire as he pressed his mouth on the pouting lips of Cheryl's pussy. Cheryl looked down in happy surprise, biting her lip and grimacing with need as she felt the first pressure of his tongue in her cunt hole, sluicing up and down between the swollen inner lips of her hot, aching fuck-hole.
"You like that, don't you?" her boss asked.
"Oh, yes!"
Wayne pushed his hands up, gently peeling open her pussy folds with his fingers. Then he started licking avidly, running his tongue rhythmically up and down between the swollen, prick folds of her wet, juicy cunt. Cheryl bit her lips, feeling her pussy hole starting to spasm and pulse.
She just loved getting her cunt licked! Mr. Wayne sure was a demanding asshole, but he sure knew how to make her horny, too!
The man's tongue probed hungrily, thrusting deep inside her musky-tasting cunt slit one moment, then tenderly licking and swabbing the glistening interior of her pussy trough. Cheryl whimpered with need, her enormous, stiff nippled tits jiggling as she started humping her ass off the floor, eagerly fucking her wet cunt hole on her boss' tongue. Then Mr. Wayne started licking higher, his tongue flicking on her clit.
"Yes, y-y-yessss!" Cheryl hissed. "Unngggh! Oh, it feels so good when you lick me there, Mr. Wayne! Ungggh! Oh, my clitty's so swollen! Suck it, Mr. Wayne, suck it good for me!" Wayne took her fat, tingling clit bud between his lips. He sucked her clit gently yet forcefully, puckering his cheeks around it, drawing it out of its protective folds as if he were nursing on a tiny prick. Then he started sucking less and licking more, keeping the pressure on the underside of the fat little bud as he licked from side to side with his sliding, rasping tongue.
"Ummgggh! Oh, fuck, Mr. Wayne, oh fuck, oh, shit!" As usual, Cheryl couldn't control her dirty mouth when a guy did a really good job of licking her pussy. "Oh, oh, gosh, my pussy's getting super wet now! Suck my fucking little clitty, Mr. Wayne! Unh, lick it, unh, lick it good!"
Wayne alternated between licking and sucking, straightening two fingers at the same time, gooshing them into the narrow, clinging interior of her pussy. Then he started to finger-fuck her wet, throbbing cunt hole fast and hard, simultaneously slurping and licking her tingling, pulsing clit.
"I'm cumming, Mr. Wayne! Ungggh! Oh, fuck, damn you, suck it! Suck, suck, ohhhh, Mr. Wayne! Cumming now!"
The big titted blonde burst violently into orgasm her enormous tits bouncing and jiggling as she frantically tucked her wet, cumming pussy onto her boss' mouth and hand.
Wayne expertly kept jacking and sucking, guiding her through the intensity of her orgasm. Then, abruptly, he raised his head from her steaming pussy mound, rising to his knees between her legs.
"All right, that's enough. You've had your orgasm. Now I want mine. Get on your hands and knees!"
Cheryl just looked up at him dazedly. She felt comfortable just lying on her back with her legs up and open, her pussy all slick and open, ready to take a big, cunt-ramming prick. Why couldn't Mr. Wayne just lie on top of her now and fuck the shit out of her the regular way?
"What's the matter with you?" Wayne said irritably. "Are you deaf? Get on your hands and knees this instant!"
Gosh, what an asshole he was! But Cheryl still did as she was told, thinking of both the money and her wet, throbbing pussy as she twisted around into the dog-fucking position on the rug. She spread her knees apart, automatically wiggling her round little ass enticingly at her boss, thinking about how good it would feel when he fucked his big prick in to the hilt.
Then the busty teenager braced her elbows on the rug and dropped her shoulders low, her enormous tits swaying over the carpet. Impatiently, she looked over her shoulder, waiting to feel her cunt stuffed.
"Go ahead and shove it in, Mr. Wayne!"
Wayne held his cock in hand, knee-walking forward, staring at Cheryl's curly-haired pussy and the small, delicately puckered ring of her asshole. He nudged his prick into her cunt, watching the meaty boner disappear between her slick, clasping pussy lips. Cheryl shuddered and bit her lip as she felt the cock meat sliding in, stuffing her pussy to bursting.
"Oh, Mr. Wayne! You sure do have a big one!"
Cheryl started humping immediately, too horny to control herself, her huge tits jiggling over the rug as she started wiggling her ass and fucking her tight cunt onto his cock. Wayne held her hips tightly, still staring at her pussy and tight little asshole. Then he started humping to meet her rhythm, sinking his fucker a little farther up her pussy with every cunt-thrilling thrust.
"Unnngggh! Oh, gosh, it feels so big! Unngggh! Love your big boner, Mr. Wayne! Unh, unh, unh, fuck my pussy with it! Oh, shit, oh, fuck, my pussy needs another cum!"
The ramrod fuck-pole was buried to the balls now, stabbing all the way in and out of her gooey, cock-sucking pussy with every hammering fuck-thrust. By now, Cheryl didn't care what kind of obnoxious asshole her new boss was-as long as he kept fucking the shit out of her.
"Harder, Mr. Wayne! Unh, unh, unh, do it super hard now! My pussy needs to cum!"
Wayne started fucking as hard as he could, gripping her peach-shaped little buns tightly, savagely pounding his stiff fucker in and out of her sucking pussy slit. Cheryl humped madly to meet his rhythm, feeling her pussy beginning to nip and contract uncontrollably around his cock.
Gosh, he sure was a good fuck for such an asshole! She could already feel herself getting ready to cum!
"Fuck my cunt, unh, fuck my horny cunt!" she cried. "Oh, fuck, I'm making it now, Mr. Wayne! Ahhhh, cumming!"
The deliciously violent spasms of orgasm pounded through her naked body, making her pink little asshole pucker and pulse, and her pussy spew cunt juice plentifully around his fucking prick. Wayne kept holding her hips, fucking hard and fast, guiding her through her orgasm.
Then, abruptly, he pulled his prick out, leaving her slick pussy with an empty feeling as he pushed her flat onto her belly on the floor.
"Mr. Wayne! I wasn't done cumming yet! Oh, gosh! What're you doing now?"
"Spread those cute little buns apart!"
"But…"
"I said spread em, Cheryl! Do as you're told!"
If Cheryl had been thinking more clearly, she would have refused. Instead, however, submissively obeying her boss seemed like the easiest thing to do. She reached behind her back, clutching her ass cheeks and spreading them wide apart. The next thing she knew, his cock head was pressing right on the rubbery ring of her shit hole.
"Oh, Mr. Wayne! What do you think you're doing back there?"
"I'm going to fuck your little asshole, that's what!" Wayne rasped. "Now just lie still and let me get it in."
"Unngggh! Oh, nooo!" Cheryl squealed. "Ungggh! No, not up my asshole! No, it's too big for me! It'll hurt!"
But Wayne obviously wasn't paying any attention. His fat, spongy cock head was securely embedded in her shit opening now, stretching the rubbery sphincter wide. Slowly, he started to fuck into the busty girl's ass, sinking inch after inch of his giant prick into the compressing grip of her ass guts.
"Unngggh! No, take it out! Unngggh! Oh, it's too big for me! Ungggh! No, no, it hurts!"
But it didn't really hurt all that much, not nearly as much as Cheryl had expected. The fact was, it had been so long since she'd last gotten a good, sound ass-fucking that she'd forgotten how good it could feel. Mr. Wayne had an awfully big prick, and he wasn't using any lube. But there still wasn't much pain as her tight little asshole stretched open to accommodate his prick.
Instead, there was a whole lot of pleasure. Cheryl stopped protesting, sprawling flat on the floor and silently submitting to the ass-fucking. Mr. Wayne lay on her peach-shaped little ass, shuddering as her powerful, rubbery shitting muscles contracted and spasmed around the iron-hard stiffness of his prick.
Forcibly, he kept fucking the cockmeat into her, stuffing the tender tightness of her asshole with every inch of his prick. Cheryl whimpered, feeling the man's boner throbbing deep inside her asshole. The next thing she knew, she was humping eagerly off the floor again, excitedly thrusting her stretched, itchy asshole onto the bowel-clogging thickness of his cock.
"Unngggh! Oh, Mr. Wayne!"
"You like it now, don't you, Cheryl?"
Grinning triumphantly, the horny boss settled into a hard, pounding rhythm, relentlessly fucking his prick in and out of her shitter. Cheryl lay still, panting on the carpet as his stiff boner fucked in and out of her ass. It felt a lot different than getting her pussy fucked. It was more of a hot, burning, itching sensation, but it was still making her horny and eager to cum.
"Harder!" Cheryl panted.
She thrust her hand under her belly, groping through her juice-moistened pussy curls until she felt the fat little bud of her clit. Eagerly, she started rubbing the tingly little nubbin, simultaneously fucking her horny asshole onto the boss' prick.
"Unngggh! Oh, I like that now, Mr. Wayne! Oh, your cock feels so big up my asshole! Fuck my horny shitter, Mr. Wayne! Oh, fuck my horny asshole with your big, hard cock!"
Spurred on by her girlishly panted obscenities, Mr. Wayne started fucking the busty girl's stretched-open asshole as hard as he could.
Now, Cheryl could really feel the heat of a nice, big cum welling up inside her. The horny teenager started finger-fucking in a frenzy, wildly thrusting her itchy little asshole onto his cock meat.
"Awwwww! Feels so good, Mr. Wayne! Ungghhh, fuck my asshole, fuck my horny little asshole! Oh, fuck, I'm really gonna cum now! Harder, harder… unnggggghhh! My asshole's cumming, Mr. Wayne!"
The busty blonde's stretched asshole burst uncontrollably into orgasm, her pussy spewing cunt cream onto her fingers, her ravished asshole sucking and gripping rubberily around his prick. Her hung, horny boss fucked her tight little asshole as hard as he could, guiding her through her orgasm. Then he collapsed on her blushing buns as another big, hot load of jism spewed up from his balls.
The frothy torrent spewed up her asshole, basting her aching guts in a soothing gusher of jizz. Cheryl panted with pleasure, flexing her shifting muscles around the man's cum-spraying fucker, helping her horny boss shoot out all of his cum.
But in the back of her mind, she was still pretty angry with him for the cavalier way he'd treated her that day. Gosh, it just wasn't fair, Cheryl thought. All she wanted was a normal job, and just because she had such super big tits, everybody thought she was some kind of fucking machine.