Sara looked up from the list of figures she had been studying when Randy walked in, a wide smile on his face. His jacket was thrown over one shoulder, his lean body sporting a deep tan.
"You're back early," she said, looking at the calendar on her desk. "How did it go?"
"Fair," Randy answered cryptically as he sat down. He looked at Sara for several seconds, his eyes going over her body in a seductive way. Finally he produced a rather sizeable check from his wallet and handed it across the desk. "She wants me again next weekend."
"Fantastic!" Sara said, glancing at the check. "Glad your services were appreciated."
She thought about the past few months and how their business had skyrocketed. Not only were she and Brenda working full-time, she had had to hire two more girls just recently, in addition to the three they had employed when they first started. With Randy working more often than not, there were now eight people all total. Definitely, Secretaries To Go had turned into a promising enterprise!
"The reason I came back a little early," Randy said, interrupting her thoughts, "was that I was thinking we might have some time together. Think we might swing a night on the town?"
"I'd love to," Sara said honestly, "but my plane leaves in a couple of hours." When she saw his disappointed expression, she stood up and reached across the desk, gliding her fingertips down the side of his neck. "But, we do have two hours," she added, "for what it's worth."
"Mmmmmm, worth a lot," he said, kissing the back of her hand. He had known her for almost six months now, and each time she touched him, he felt a new raw hunger. He stood up and pulled her close. "Let's go toted," he whispered, kissing the top of her head.
A few moments later they lay on the bed, locked in an urgent embrace, Randy's long legs pressed firmly between Sara's spread thighs. His hands were squeezing her melon-like tits together, molding the two throbbing nipples into one mass of rubbery flesh. He darted his tongue over the rose-tipped projections chewing on the delicate skin with his bared teeth.
"Oh, God, I didn't realize how much I've missed you!" Sara groaned. "Maybe I'll take a later plane, after all!"
Randy inched his face downward, rubbing the slick texture of her tits over his forehead. When his chin slipped into her silky bush of cunt hair, he gripped the insides of her thighs and pulled her legs further apart. Her pussy was boiling, the steamy flavor of her cunt hole making his throat ache.
"If I fuck a million cunts," he whispered, "I'll never find another one like yours!"
He placed his thumbs at the edges of her cunt lips and pulled, opening her tiny hole to reveal her pinkish clit. It was already covered with a perfumed film of juice that glistened in the pale amber light. He touched the tip of his tongue to it and felt it vibrate.
Sara jerked upward, almost to a sitting position, a contorted look of anguish on her face.
"Oh, eat me!" she gasped, thrusting her hips upward, arching her back. "Oh, Randy, you do that so good!"
He dug his tongue into her small, slicked-up hole, curving the tip of it upward, gliding it over the top of her pussy mouth. The texture was smooth as glass, burning with oozing drops of opaque fluid. As the flavor of her cunt steamed into the back of his mouth, he stabbed his nose hard into her hair, chewing her clit.
Sara thought she'd go crazy. Already her pussy felt like it was about to burst, and each time he thrust his tongue in and out, the pressure and the unbelievable pleasure got better. She held the back of his head with both hands and jammed his face brutally into her crotch. Knowing that pretty soon she'd have his cock where his tongue was filled her with heady anticipation. Pangs of orgasm began to build one upon another, rippling the taut muscles of her insides.
"Eat my pussy!" she begged, gyrating her hips with quickening speed. "God, Randy, shove that delicious tongue inside me and lick out my cunt!"
Randy increased the moves of his flickering tongue, not only because she wanted it, it just tasted so damn good! He worked his right hand under her ass and cupped the firm flesh, stroking his middle finger up and down the small crack. A couple of seconds later, he inched his finger inside her tiny hole, burying it to the knuckle.
"Baby, baby!" he exclaimed. "You've got the sweetest little pussy in the world! God, I could chew it up and eat it!"
For Sara, his words were mere vibrations as he spoke into her cunt, yet his meaning was clear – he wanted her as bad as she wanted him! She threw her legs around his shoulders, driving her crotch upward. When the full length of his tongue pierced the rim of her sucking hole, she felt an immediate explosion of release.
"Yes!" she screamed, her body bucking and writhing, her pussy a vacuum, pulling furiously on his tongue. "YES! YES!"
For a second, Randy thought he'd shoot off on the sheets, but he managed somehow to hold back. His nuts were aching, his sperm thrusting into the locked sphincter muscle at the base of his cock. He froze, afraid to move, simply letting Sara pump against his face, working her spasming cunt around his tongue.
"Aieeeee!" she yelled out as another quick stab of climax tore into her pussy. Her pleasure peaked for several seconds, then slowly subsided, leaving, her weak and gasping with satisfaction. "Now… fuck me!" she whispered, digging her nails into his broad shoulders, pulling him upward. "Hurry! God, I need that big cock of yours! Now!"
Randy licked upward, lapping between her heaving tits. He kissed and nibbled on her shoulders, into the hollow of her throat, over her cheeks. Then as he clamped his mouth around hers, he jerked his hips forward, slamming the entire length of his prick into her cunt. His balls slapped noisily into the crack of her ass.
Sara screamed into his mouth, half from pain, half from pleasure. No matter how excited and ready she ever was, she could never get used to the huge size of his prod. Thick and meaty, it completely filled her up. If it were even a tiny bit bigger, she knew it would rip her apart. She reached under his body and encircled the hairy base of his cock with her fingers, feeling it jerk with his nearing climax.
"Don't cum yet!" she begged. "Fuck me for a long time first!"
"That's easier said than done!" Randy said.
He felt if he moved an inch, he'd shoot off. The feeling of being inside her hot, hungry little cunt was just too much for any man to bear.
"Just stay like this for a little while," Sara murmured, flicking her tongue over his. "Don't move. Just stay inside me. God, you don't know how good this is!"
Randy held his breath and closed his eyes, trying desperately to think of something else – anything else. But each thought always came back to the same thing – that delicious, creamy cunt that surrounded his shaft like a pumping fist, or like her throat when she was sucking down his cum. The fact that her pussy canal was rippling around his meat, sucking him, didn't help either. Finally, it was simply too great a burden to bear. His nuts felt like, they were being hammered. His cock was burning, his guts churning violently.
"Now!" he barked. "I'm sorry. I… I have to have it!"
With that he began drilling into her pussy with every ounce of strength he could muster. His moves were so brutal, so savage, they bounced in the bed like two mating panthers. He chewed on her lips, tasting the salty flavor of blood.
Sara gave a low throaty moan, her own pleasure becoming inflamed. Each time his monstrous cock hammered into her cunt, a new spasm of release ran along the length of her pussy canal. She dug her elbows into the bed and pushed upward, lifting them both slightly off the bed.
"Fuck me!" she cried out, now matching his thrusting cock with moves of her own. "Goddamn you, fuck! Fuck meeeeee!"
Randy felt the volcanic-like pressure in his nuts explode with furious gushes. The first spurt plowed up the center of his shaft and splattered from his ballooning cockhead with hard, pounding force, soaking the back of her cunt.
"Take… it!" he bellowed. "Take… unhhh… unhhhh…"
Sara accepted his climax with convulsions of her own, her body trembling with excitement. Each time his prick blasted the thick, steamy juice into her cunt, she cried out, her lungs about to burst from the delicious pleasure.
"All of it!" she screamed, feeling the liquid collect, slosh around his stabbing dick. "Shove me full, you bastard!"
Randy's ass was a blur as he fucked his prick in and out of her hole. He was drilling into her as if in a rage, trying to poke his cock clear through her cunt. When he finally fell upon her, his body racked by exhaustion, he gave her a long, lingering kiss tender, yet somehow savage.
"The best!" he gasped, still enjoying the way her pussy constricted around his rubbery dick. "Goddamn, baby, I wish I could wear your cunt on my cock twenty-four hours a day!"
Sara closed her eyes and thought about what he had said, wondering what it would feel like to have such a deliciously big prick embedded in her cunt all the time. The idea made her hotter, even more eager to fuck some more.
"Come on," she urged, "give it to me again! Think you can?"
"By God, if I can't, I'll die trying," he answered. He pulled away and flipped her to her belly, yanking her legs apart like a wishbone. "How about some doggy-style fucking?" he asked, driving his cock back into her pussy.
"Mmmmmmm, good!" Sara whispered, running her hands down to her belly. She could feel the impression of his huge dick as it slipped deep inside her. "God, you're… big!"
"Anything would seem big in this little cunt of yours!" Randy grunted, lifting her slightly with both hands.
He worked his way over to the edge of the bed and stood up, pulling her with him. When her face had slipped almost off the bed, he held her there, blasting his dick back and forth.
Sara held the sheets for support and wiggled her ass. This way his cock seemed even bigger, totally reaming out her pussy. She gave a low groan of ecstasy and cupped his furry balls, squeezing them firmly, trying to milk out some more of that wonderful cum.
"Fuck me… fuck me… fuck me…" she began chanting, her words mere grunts of pleasure, echoing the effect of his thrusting prick.
Randy tightened his grip on her legs and pulled back, both of them completely leaving the bed. As Sara's head dropped, he felt her mouth on his calves, her tongue licking down to his ankles and feet. As she sucked his toes, swinging her head back and forth between his legs, he hammered into her pussy more violently, their bodies swaying in a rhythmic fashion.
"You… like it… this way?" he panted, the grip around his cock so tight his words were barely audible.
"Yes!" Sara moaned, chewing now on his instep. "I've never had it so good before! Fuck me! Goddamn, this is great! Mmmmm… fuck me!"
Randy began taking small steps around the room, walking as if in some tortured dream, not once stopping the steady pounding of his cock. Whether it was from this new position or from the heat of her creamy cunt, he didn't care. All he knew was, it was the best feeling he'd ever known. He had to pause several times to keep from shooting off, wanting rather to keep this feeling alive as long as possible. Finally, however, it became just too unbearable. He locked himself in a position, his feet wide apart, and pounded into her pussy for all he was worth.
"Take it, whore!" he spat, his face almost satanic. "Take a big cock… right up your fucking… spine!"
Sara was almost delirious with pleasure. Unable now to distinguish the spasms of pleasure that soaked her body, she experienced a constant flutter of orgasm. She was moaning and smacking her lips over his feet, her eyes closed in total ecstasy.
Randy shoved the first of his load deep into her pussy and fell forward. They fell in a heap on the floor, their bodies locked in furious passion. For several long moments he gave while she received, their minds oblivious to everything in the world except the pure ecstasy that crashed into every nerve of their bodies.
"My God!" Sara said at last. "Did you used to work in a circus or something?"
Randy laughed, almost embarrassed about the way they had fucked. He patted her on the ass and rolled away, his cock flopping noisily onto his belly. It lay glued thereby several milky strands of cum, framed in his golden-colored patch of wet crotch hair.
"Just got a little carried away," he said sheepishly. "Like it?"
"I loved it!" Sara said, passion still in her voice. "You have any mote tricks up your sleeve?"
"A few, maybe," he said with a chuckle. "How about yourself?"
"Me?" Sara asked, fluttering her eyelids, speaking in a mock-Southern voice. "Why, I'm just a little ol' country girl. I do everything simple."
She straddled his waist, her head toward his feet. She slipped her heels into his armpits and clutched his half-hard cock, working the end of it over her oozing pussy. When it throbbed to rock-like stiffness, she squeezed the rim of her shitter over the massive head.
"I want a simple butt-fucking," she grunted, sliding in about half of his shaft.
She paused, trying to get used to the size. When her muscles reined, she slipped in the full length, sitting down firmly on his belly.
"Ohhhh!" Randy gasped, reaching up and running his fingers over her smooth back. "Every time… when I… think I've been fucked out, you… you… oh baby… you're so… good!"
Sara pulled up slowly, her hands on his knees for support. When only the end of his prick throbbed inside her asshole, she lunged back down, gobbling his shaft quickly inside her. Her cunt brushed over his huge balls, sending shivers of pleasure racing up and down her spine.
"You just lay there," she whispered when she felt him begin to buck, driving his cock in and out. "I'll do everything. You won't have to move a muscle!"
Randy didn't know how long he'd be able to take the delicious torture, but did as he was told. He moved his hands across her back and held onto her hanging breasts, fingering the pulsating nipples, his body flinching with growing ecstasy.
"This is so good!" Sara groaned, pulling his knees up. She licked the bony surfaces and gasped out a small yelp. Hardly able to believe how quick her pleasure was already mounting, she began thrusting her ass up and down faster. "Jesus, I… I… OHHHHH!"
Her orgasm was just peaking when she felt Randy grip her sides with both hands and shove her face-down on the floor. He slapped her thighs apart with his knees, and holding her waist in a vise-like embrace, he began hammering violently into her shitter.
"Fuck me, bitch!" he grunted, his mouth on the back of her neck. "Come on, you little cock loving whore, suck my cock with this little asshole of yours!"
Sara jerked her body back and forth, trying to match his speed, his urgency. A couple of minutes later she felt the scalding release of his climax tear into her shitter, making her insides turn to butter.
"Unh! Unh! Unh!" Randy barked, grinding in more of his thick release. The juice collected, then seeped out of the opening, rolling down the insides of her thighs. "Take it! Goddamn you, you fucking cum hound, take… it."
Sara was surprised that he had as much jism as he did. It boiled wildly in her guts, creamy and hot as pudding, totally filling up her insides.
Finally he smacked the last of his load into her shitter with a crushing stab, then relaxed. He lay upon her for a long time, unable, to move, simply enjoying the way the tightness of her asshole surrounded his withering cock.
"Damn, I wish I were more of a man… or you were less of a woman," he said with a laugh. "I'm already so fucked-out, I can't even stand up!"
"Who cares if you can't stand up," Sara grinned. "Just so long as you can keep it up!"
"You really have to leave tonight?" he asked. "I think I could really go for a nice four-hour fuck."
"Sorry," she, answered. "The guy I'm meeting in St. Louis is very important."
"And I'm not?"
"Let me show you just how important you are," Sara said, wiggling from beneath him. "I'm gonna make you feel like a million dollars!"