Lisa's cunt was creaming. It had been two hours since Red had reluctantly gone back to work, and she was horny again. She looked around the store for Harry, her boss, but he was nowhere to be found. Whenever she needed a fast fucking, Harry could always be counted on to come through with his rough and ready prick.
"How's my favorite salesgirl?"
"Harry!" Lisa jumped, turning to face her boss. "Where were you?"
"Your cunt is in need of a little servicing, I take it," Harry said. He could always read the signs with Lisa. She did not even realize it, but she was rubbing her thighs together with quiet desperation.
"Oh, Harry, I knew I could count on you," she sighed weakly. "I need to fuck right now. Can you come in the back room?"
"And leave the store with no one to watch? You know I haven't hired a new salesperson."
"Lock the doors then, Harry. Close early." Her cunt was demanding a cock now. Her clit throbbed its desire for stimulation.
"Just one more hour, Lisa," he assured her. But seeing the look of aching need that crossed her lovely face, he walked over to his desk. "Here," he said. "Amuse yourself with this in the back. As soon as it's time to close, I'll bring my prick in to you."
"Promise?" she moaned, wrapping her fingers around the brown paper bag he handed her.
"Promise. Now go, before I lose my head at the sight of your quivering body and fuck you right here on the floor of the store."
"I'd let you…" she said huskily.
With a groan, he ushered her into the back room. She had to be the horniest woman he had ever known. He blessed the Gods that had sent her to this store. As he watched her close the door to the back room, he concentrated on easing the hard-on she'd caused. His crotch bulged with the obvious signs, and he heard the bell on the door signaling the arrival of a customer. A little old woman was walking into the store. All he could do was hope she didn't notice. Even as he walked toward her, his mind strayed to the image of what Lisa was doing to herself in the back room.
Lisa fingered the life-like dildo. It was a poor substitute for the real thing. How did Harry expect her to fuck herself with it, when she knew his own magnificent prick was just beyond the doorway? She sighed. It would have to do.
She flipped the switch on the plastic prick, and it hummed to life. Grinning lewdly, she leveled it at her wide-spread legs. Her panties lay beside her on the floor, and her skirt was drawn up to her hips. Splay-legged, she gripped the dildo and brought its vibrating hulk to the entrance of her pussy.
"Aaaaah!" she gasped as she settled the prick-thing against her clit. Shockwaves of pleasure tore through her body. Her clit shuddered with a life of its own. She held the dildo hard against her clit, forcing her hips to rock and writhe to the primitive rhythms it evoked in her.
"More," she sobbed, as if the thing had a life of its own. "I need more."
She plunged the seven-inch dildo into her gaping cunt hole. The slickened sides of her cunt gobbled up the vibrating prick. In and out, the dildo slid. Up and down, her hand forced the pulsing cock.
"It's not enough," she sobbed. "Oh, God, it's not enough. I can't come. Oh, I can't come with this thing. I need a prick! I need a prick!"
The door to the storeroom opened, and Harry stepped inside. A woman stood next to him. Lisa stared at them, but did not stop the insane plunging of the dildo. Her naked lower body was fully displayed to both her boss and his wide-eyed customer. A part of Lisa's mind registered the fact that the woman had silver hair, but was considerably younger than one might think at first glance. She was probably right around forty.
"Oh, you poor thing," the woman said. "You need a prick really bad, don't you?"
"Oh, God, yes!" Lisa shrieked. "Please, make him fuck me! Make him ream my pussy out!"
"How can you let this poor girl suffer like this?" the woman scolded Harry. "When I came in, I could see that you had a prick in need of a good fucking, but I had no idea that you had a young woman, who was as badly in need of a prick as I am."
Harry stared at the two women, first at the masturbating Lisa, then at Dolly.
"My cock can handle the two of you, if that's what you're suggesting," Harry said.
Dolly shrugged out of her tailored blouse and skirt. She smiled happily when she saw the look of admiration in Harry's eyes. Her body was a source of pride in her. She did a lot of exercising and watched her diet to keep it in the shape it was in. Her tits were still firm and ripe for sucking, her long, slim legs could have belonged to a much younger woman.
"Quit staring at each other," Lisa snapped. "Somebody get down here and fuck the daylights out of me!"
Harry hurried out the door to the storeroom, leaving the two women alone. He had to lock up the store first, but his prick was already dripping pre-cum.
"I don't know how he could have let you get into such a state, my dear," Dolly, said, smiling at the writhing Lisa. "You really need to be fucked badly."
"Harry said we had to wait 'til closing time," Lisa whimpered. "But I couldn't wait, so he gave me this dildo. It's not enough. I can't come on a dildo."
"Maybe you just need a little help." The older woman took the dildo from Lisa's trembling hands. With the skilled patience of an expert, she began to ram the plastic prick in and out of Lisa's seething cunt. Faster, faster, faster, she plunged the vibrating prick.
While one hand worked the prick into Lisa's cunt, Dolly's other hand undid the buttons on Lisa's blouse. Her cool fingers closed over one of Lisa's super-sensitive tits. She pulled and tugged the nipple to a hard peak. Then she did the same thing to the other one.
Lisa was nearly out of her mind with lust. She groaned and moaned beneath the exquisite ministrations of this stranger. The woman seemed to know every secret of her body, every place that could be touched that would drive her into a frenzy of delight.
"Aaaaaah," Lisa squealed, as the woman tickled her clit with her fingers.
The plastic prick continued to dive in and out of her spasming, creaming cunt.
"I'm going to come," Lisa sobbed. "You did it. I'm going to come!"
Dolly's hands massaged the girl's ripe tits. She plunged the dildo up her cunt to the hilt, shoved Lisa's legs together and forced her to hold the vibrating prick prisoner in her cunt. Her mouth closed over Lisa's mouth. Her tongue explored the inner contours of the girl's mouth.
Lisa quivered with unutterable pleasure. When she came, her whole body came. She jerked and moaned and writhed and bucked, nearly sending Dolly catapulting off of her. But she did not stop. Her body was out of control, her pagan desires gripped and held her just as surely as her cunt held the pulsing prick.
"Aauugghh!" she cried. "Ooohhhh, that feels so good. So damned good. Oh, fuck me! Whoever you are, just fuck me, and never stop!"
Dolly grabbed the dildo once again and began to force the phony prick in and out of Lisa's gushing cunt. Lisa sobbed and shrieked as orgasm after orgasm shook her slender body. Her tits shook and quivered and jiggled as her whole body contorted with lust.
Harry couldn't believe his eyes when he stepped back into the storeroom. Dolly was jamming the dildo in and out of Lisa's cunt, and Lisa looked like a madwoman. Her legs were flung wide apart, giving Dolly full access to her creaming pussy. And was Lisa ever creaming! She had a pool of cum juice on the floor between her legs.
"You really know how to handle a dildo," Harry said, congratulating Dolly on the intensity of Lisa's orgasm.
"It comes with practice," Dolly shrugged. "I've been a widow for several years. And a cock isn't always available when you need it."
"Well there's one available now," Harry said, letting his pants fall to the floor. Quickly, he pulled off his shirt and underwear. He liked the look Dolly was giving his prick.
"I think Lisa has been taken care of… for a few minutes at least," Dolly said.
"Oh, yes," Lisa assured her. "Please, Harry, after what this woman just did for me, you have to give her your prick first. She deserves to come, Harry. I want you to give her a good fucking!"
Lisa left a lingering finger in her slopping wet cunt. She was eager for her boss to give this lady named Dolly the fucking of her life. Harry was capable of doing it, too. She watched in horny anticipation as Harry knelt on the floor next to Dolly.
"It's been a long time since I had a real prick," Dolly breathed, not able to take her eyes off of Harry's good-sized cock. It was as though she feared his prick would disappear if she ceased to look at it.
"It's no mirage," he assured her, as though reading her mind.
Dolly was thrilled, just to be near him. She allowed him to possess her mouth, his tongue roaming at will along her teeth, her gums, her tongue. Then he was sucking her tongue. He sucked her chin, the hollow of her throat, her neck. She felt the heat in her blood rise. Her whole body tingled at his touch.
Harry lifted her arms to encircle his neck. His mouth trailed along her body, exploring every inch of her. She tasted delicious, warm and exciting.
Harry pushed her backward onto the floor. He gently pried her legs apart with his hands. He licked her knees and her thighs, his experienced tongue approaching the curling dark hairs that guarded her pussy.
Her hands settled on his shoulders, locking him to her. She scarcely dared to breathe as his searching tongue approached her cunt. His hands reached above him, finding the sensitive tips of her tits, pinching them, fingering them, forcing them to twin hard peaks. His hands rested on their firm ripeness.
"Ooohh," Dolly sighed contentedly. "Ooohh, you do that so well, Harry. Oh, keep it up. Fuck me! Fuck me! I need to be fucked, Harry! I need it so badly!"
Harry lapped her thighs, climbing higher and higher. He could smell her cunt, smell the lusty juices that were already flowing from her. It was so close now – so very close.
Her feet were on the floor, her knees bent slightly upwards. She felt so good, so wonderful. Harry moved his tongue from one thigh to the other, dragging it across the thatch of hair that made up her muff. Her clit peeked out at him, daring him, beckoning him.
He pulled his head back, pulling with his mouth on her cunt hairs. Then he released them and did it again. With infinite patience, he combed through the hairs with his tongue and teeth. Dolly's writhing, quivering legs told him he was doing everything right.
"Oh, you taste wonderful," he sighed.
He moved his lips to her cunt, forcing her cunt lips apart with his tongue. Her clit was the biggest he had ever seen. He thrilled at its size and sensitive as he jabbed at it with his tongue. Dolly arched her back and groaned with delight. He stretched his neck and pushed his straining tongue hard against her stiff clit. Holding the tip of his tongue on it, he brought one of his hands to her cunt and pinched the clit between his thumb and forefinger.
"Aauugghh!" Dolly gasped. "Oooohh, that's incredible! Fantastic! Oh, you're going to make me come before you even put your prick in me!"
Harry brought both hands to her firm hips. She raised them off the floor and held them in the air against his seeking mouth. His hands curled under her and grabbed her asscheeks. She settled back onto the floor, each ass cheek firmly cradled in a hard, masculine grip.
Harry pushed his face into her cunt and inhaled hungrily. He forced his tongue into her fuckhole. He slurped noisily, not wanting to miss any of the juices flowing from her cunt.
She rocked toward him, forcing his tongue even deeper into her pussy. Her clit was an inferno of lust. He fanned the flames of her need by fucking her clit again and again with his tongue.
"Damn, this is the best damned pussy I've ever eaten," Harry sighed.
Lisa's sharply inhaled breath caused him to glance in her direction. "Well," he amended, looking at the hurt look in the girl's eyes, "it's at least tied for first place."
Lisa fingered her cunt idly as she watched her boss eating out Dolly's squirming cunt. She was feeling left out and decided suddenly to do something about it.