Sara sat in her bedroom, a puzzled expression on her face. Even when Randy had come over, her mood hadn't altered. There was something nagging in the back of her mind, something not exactly right, about that business with Brian Dodson. She'd told herself a thousand times not to question her good luck, to accept it as her attorney had suggested – but still, she wondered.
"Hey, come on," Randy said, getting up from the bed and standing beside her. "This isn't like you. Still worried about that deal?"
"Yes," Sara admitted.
"Well, what's to worry about?" he asked, stroking her shoulders. "You've been handed a business on a silver platter. Some people just luck out."
"I checked with my broker," Sara said, her voice barely audible. "The corporation who will control Secretaries To Go isn't listed on any exchange. As a matter of fact, it's a dummy company owned by another dummy company, which is in turn owned by a real estate company in Montana, and their telephone number – if they have one – is unlisted. Now tell me, isn't that strange?"
"No," Randy said, leaning down and kissing the back of her neck. "Just big business, that's all. I read somewhere that DuPont owns General Motors, or did. And did you ever look on a can of Minute Maid? They're owned by the Cake Company. The big corporations are like a bunch of cousins who intermarry. Just accept it."
Sara was still trying to figure it out, but Randy's insistence was getting the better of her. His large strong hands were now slipping ova her shoulders, his fingertips brushing into the valley between her full, upturned tits. She leaned back, her head against his belly, and closed her eyes.
Damn you! she thought. Every time I come close to solving this puzzle, you do this to me! You've been doing it all day!
Her pussy, raw from fucking, was now throbbing with life once more.
"You win," she moaned, turning her head to one side. His rigid cock brushed over her cheek and throbbed under her nose. "Let's forget about it for a while." She held his cock with both hands and jacked it slowly, squeezing the rubbery foreskin over the huge head. "Just make it worth my while."
"I will, baby," Randy whispered, lying back on the bed, pulling her with him. "This is gonna be a million-dollar fuck!"
He pushed her to her back and crawled between her legs, nudging her thighs apart with his knees. As he lowered himself on top of her steamy cunt, he buried his face between her tits, his mouth hot and wet. He slipped the end of his prick between her swollen pussy lips and dug forward. At the same time, he bit down on her nipples, drawing them across the roof of her mouth. He gave a low, growling moan of pleasure as the base of his dick was crushed into the rim of her opening.
"Now!" he gasped. "Isn't this better than thinking about some Goddamn corporation?"
Sara had to admit it was. She thrust her hips up, locking her pussy canal around his shaft, giving it a squeeze with her rippling muscles. His nuts, rumbling with a new load of cum, was lying in the crack of her ass, making her shitter purse with excitement.
"Fuck me!" she demanded, running her fingers over his shoulders and back. "Ram that big dick of yours inside me and shove in a whole fucking gallon of cum!"
"You got it," Randy assured her, nibbling on her tits with increased hunger. He withdrew his prick and thrust back in with savage force. "Unh… like this?" he groaned.
"Yes!" Sara answered, feeling her cunt turn to butter. "Just… like… that!"
Randy slipped his hands under her ass and cupped the firm mounds, pushing her crotch into his own. Each quick lunge of his cock made them both shiver with increasing ecstasy. He held her ass and crawled up further on her body, completely imbedding his cock in her hole.
"Goddamn, this is good!" he moaned, relaxing slightly, then slamming back in. "Sometimes I think… it's too good!"
Sara began matching his movements, driving his cock in and out of her pussy until she became frenzied with pleasure. Her cunt was boiling, sucking on his cock like a mouth, begging for more brutal action. She bent her knees, and digging her heels into the bed, lifted her body.
"Fuck me!" she cried out, digging her nails into the small of his back. "Goddamn you, fuck me!"
Randy began slamming it to her like a crazed animal, his hands pulling her ass cheeks apart brutally, if trying to rip her pussy to shreds. His cock, bathed in her juicy tunnel, was rock-hard, the tip of it pulsating painfully. Already he could feel his jism draining from his nuts into the base of his prick.
"Unh! Unh! Unh!" he grunted, his teeth tearing into her breasts, his ass a blur. He felt the juice squish up the center of his cock, ready to blast into her cunt. "I'm… I'm…"
"Aieeee!" Sara cried out suddenly, interrupting his moans of pleasure. Her pussy froze, locked around his prick, drawing him totally inside. Then it began exploding with hot, jerking spasms, sending jolts of ecstasy into every nerve in her body.
At the moment she grunted out her cry, a thick gushing splatter of creamy cum pounded into the back of her cunt. Immediately, it was followed by other wads, searing and delicious, convulsing her insides. Soon, Randy's cock was slashing in the huge quantity, forcing two oozing streams from the bottom of her pussy.
"Unhhhhh!" he groaned, throwing his head back, his face contorted in pure anguish. Her pussy was milking him dry, yanking the base of his cock further inside. He gave another choking groan, every muscle in his body taut and ribboned. "God… damn… you!" he spluttered, his orgasm peaking.
When he finally collapsed, gasping, on her chest, Sara leaned forward and kissed the top of his head. Her climax was now a dull throb, the pleasure washed away by his huge load. She squirmed around beneath his heavy frame, impaling his cock in her cunt, sucking out the last of his ecstasy.
"I'm… I'm going to miss you," she whispered, remembering that he would be leaving for Dallas in a couple of days to head their Southwestern office. "I may not even let you go!"
"You're the boss," Randy moaned softly, and he pulled away. He didn't want to admit it, but he was a little sad, too. It might be months before he'd see her again. "You can put me anywhere you want."
"How about if I put you right here," she said, grabbing his cum-smeared prick and guiding it between her legs. "Right in my little shitter."
"Now you're talking!" Randy exclaimed, yanking her legs apart and pushing her knees up to her tits. "Nothing better than… unhhhhh!"
Sara closed her eyes in a hot mixture of pleasure and pain. His cock was so huge, it still amazed her that they even managed to get half of it inside her! She held her breath as the shaft slipped in slowly, then exhaled when the hairy brush of his crotch scratched the crack of her ass. She reached under and cupped his furry balls, rolling them around on the small of her back.
"God, you're good!" she groaned, the pain now turning into pure, raw pleasure. "You can go to Dallas, but you've got to leave this big prick of yours here!"
"Wish I could," Randy whispered, pressing his lips into the hollow of her throat. "Sometimes I wish I could stay inside you forever! Never take my dick out of you!"
"Oh, when do you have those thoughts?" Sara asked playfully.
"Like right now," Randy answered, then he began a brutal assault, hammering his cock deep into her shitter. "Oh, Jesus, like… unhhh… right now!"
Sara let herself go completely, letting him pound into her asshole. As he fucked wildly in and out, she began slipping upward on the bed, until her head banged against the headboard. She locked her ankles around his neck and heaved her ass upward until her back hurt, her asshole ready for more of his prick.
"Faster, you stud!" she cried. "Fuck me hard and fast! Goddamn you, as… hard… as you… unhhhhh!"
Her pleas were met with such a savage banging, her voice was suddenly locked in her throat. She dropped her head to one side and felt her eyes sting with tears. It was an odd sensation to be thrilled with such a delicious fucking and to feel sadness that this might well be the last time. She tore at his hair, hammering his face up and down between her tits.
"Take me!" she screamed. "God, take me! Fuck me! Don't ever stop fucking me, you Goddamn bull!"
Randy felt her urgency, which only inflamed his own anguished torture. He became a machine, a jackhammer, drilling into her shitter with superhuman force. Every ounce of strength was directed to one thing and one thing only – her hot, sucking shitter hole!
"Take it, bitch!" he spat out, his teeth sinking into her soft, velvety flesh. "Take every fucking inch! Suck it up to your cockloving brains!"
Sara felt her body explode, sending her into a frenzy of pure, total release. She gave a long silent groan, then inhaled, her voice raspy and wet. When another massive convulsion of orgasm thundered into her body, she buckled, then began writhing beneath him. Finally, when she got control of her voice, she bellowed put a shriek, like the sound of a wounded panther.
Another hard spasm of ecstasy shook her, sending fiery ripples up and down the membrane that separated her pussy and shitter holes.
Randy could hold back no longer. His insides were churning painfully, his balls throbbing with jerking pangs of torture. He slammed forward with all his might and shot in the first of his thick, volcanic-like load. As the juice splattered from his cockhead into her cunt, he grimaced, his face a picture of total agony.
"Unh! Unh! Unh!" he chanted, his voice echoing the squirting globs of his cum.
Finally he stopped pumping his body, all strength leaving him. He released her legs and fell to one side, gasping for air. He tried to lift his hand to touch bet shoulder, but even that simple act was impossible. Every muscle in his body had turned to warm rubber.
"Oh, Sara," he somehow managed to whisper, "I think I've died and gone to heaven!"
Sara was almost as exhausted as he was, but not quite. She rolled over between his legs and planted her face in his cum-smeared crotch, darting her tongue up and down the withering shaft. When the cooling wads of jism oozed between her lips she shivered with new desire – the desire to suck out more of the delicious liquid.
"You don't mind if I take a nap, do you?" Randy asked. "I'm so fucking… tired!"
"You do anything your little heart desires," Sara answered. "Just so long as you let me do what I want."
As Randy relaxed, his eyes closing in pleasure, he felt her warm, searching mouth surround his cock, washing it over her tongue. When her lips were pursed tightly around his cock-base, he felt his body tighten.
"Jesus, how could anybody get any sleep with you doing that?" he asked.
"You want me to stop?" Sara asked.
"Fuck no!" he said, placing his hands upon her shoulders and forcing her head back into his crotch. "Just suck like that anytime you want, baby! God, anytime at all!"
Sara hungrily went back to her work, devouring all the remnants of his orgasm, pulling the delicious fluid between her teeth, over her tongue. As the wads rolled into the back of her throat, she gave low moans, mixing cum and air. His cock began to harden once more, and only after a few sucks was rock-hard.
"I thought you said you were sleepy," she murmured, holding his prick at an angle to his belly, admiring the pure masculine beauty. "Looks to me like you're wide awake."
"You gonna talk or suck me?" Randy asked affectionately, spreading his legs. He draped his ankles over her shoulders, squeezing her face savagely into his crotch. When he felt his cockhead slip past her tonsils arid burn in the back of her throat, he winced with pleasure. "Ah, that's a good girl. Suck!"
Sara worked slowly and easily at first, but as her passion began to mount, she increased her efforts. Soon she was bobbing her head up and down, slapping her lips into his hairs, thrusting the full length of his cock in and out of her mouth. Her pussy was now burning just like her throat. She humped his knee, squirming her clit over the bony projection and felt an immediate flooding in her pussy.
"Mmmmmmm!" she groaned, her orgasm climbing, throbbing. Then as a spasm of tortured climax thundered in the back of her pussy and pulsated outward, she screamed again: "Aaarrrggghhh!"
Randy slapped his crotch upward, digging his cock fully into her mouth, feeling it swell to her tight, licking gulps. Then almost without expecting it, he climaxed, shooting his wad deep into her throat.
"Suck, cunt!" he groaned, pounding his prick upward. "Come on, you fucking cocksucker, suck, suck my cum!"
Sara gobbled quickly, and due to the fact that he was almost fucked-out, she managed not to spill a drop. As the hot liquid blasted into her mouth and drained into her hot stomach, she could savor each squirt, taste the salty, creamy flavor. When he was dry, she kept on sucking until his cock was totally limp, his shaft bending inside her mouth.
"Wow!" she gasped, pulling her cum-stained lips away with a smack. "Delicious!"
"Mmmmmmm?" Randy moaned, half-asleep, his body lax and comfortable. "You say som…"
"You go on to sleep," Sara cooed, resting her head between his legs. "I'm just gonna stay here for a while. I'm gonna lick you to sleep."
As she sucked, her mind wandered. Maybe she and Brenda and Randy could have a big party before they had to part. Who knows when they'd get back together again? As soon as she finished here, she would call Brenda.
As it turned out, she didn't call Brenda for a long time.