Six cocks in one fucking day! One fucking day…
Jesus! That must be some kind of record – but Cindy's ass was dragging as she pulled into work the next morning, twenty minutes late. The boys had stayed with her all night, fucking, sucking, experiencing every variety of the sex act they could think of. Before she let them climb wearily out of bed this morning Jack had cum a total of six times, Gordy five.
"Jeez, Cindy! I can't go to school… I'm pooped!"
"Too pooped to pop!" agreed Gordy.
"If I can drag my ass in to eight hours of work, you can take five and a half hours of school."
"Yeah, but we're only little kids!" said Gordy.
Cindy laughed, but she pushed them out of the house before leaving herself.
"Uh, is Gordy going to stay over again tonight?" she asked.
"Ieez!" said the boys together.
"I was gonna go to Gordy's house," said Jack. "I gotta get some rest!"
Smiling, she moved closer to the boys, her hands dropping to rub the front of their pants. They winced at the touch, but she could feel the stirring in their pricks.
"Stay here tonight," she said softly. "You can go to bed right after supper… go to bed with me."
Gordy swallowed, looked at Jack. "Uh, it's… okay with me…"
It was settled; she'd have company again tonight. Fortunately tomorrow was Saturday, so they all could sleep late. She smiled as she rode the elevator, too weak to walk up the flight of stairs.
"Cindy? Is that you?"
Shit! Larry's door was open – the bastard said he wouldn't be in till eleven! Damn his asshole! "Yes," she called. "I'll be right in, Larry."
She stowed her purse in the drawer, picked up a steno pad, and went into the office. Larry Jordan was slumped low in his chair, his feet on the corner of his desk. His well-trimmed beard seemed rumpled, and his tie was undone, hanging over his shirt, which was open almost to the bottom button.
"Ohhhhh!" He opened his eyes, groaning, as she came in.
"I… I'm sorry I'm late, Larry…"
He waved off her explanation. "Coffee, Cindy! Jesus, I'm dying!"
Cindy moved to the small area where a coffee pot waited on a hot plate, measuring out the grounds quickly. She had seen Larry hung-over before, but this was something super spectacular! After she started the heat, she went back into the office, moved behind her boss, her hands falling to his shoulders. She began to massage his neck.
"You look terrible," she said, softly.
He groaned again, closing his eyes; then sighed as she worked the tension out of his neck muscles. He writhed against her fingers.
"Jesus, never try to out-drink a Hungarian! I went out with von Block for one quickie at four yesterday afternoon, and by the time the bastard left, at seven-thirty, the bar tab said he had thirteen double Bloody Marys. I was trying to stay with him with Scotch, a single to his double. I don't think I made it."
Cindy clucked her tongue. "He's a terrible man."
"Yeah, but shrewd. I wonder what he had put in to replace his stomach?"
Cindy worked, her fingers over his shoulders now, then let them move down across his body. She could see his cock outlined heavily, a tube in his trousers. For months she had been fascinated by that thing, had tried to see him with an erection, without success. She stared at the cock-shape, forgetting what she was doing, her hands moving within her boss' shirt to cross, to rub his pectorals. Larry sighed with pleasure, working his ass farther down in the seat, hiking up his pants.
He was hungover, but Jesus, was he hung! Damn, but from the available evidence he must be bigger than Zeke! And his cock was stirring.
He caught her arm. "Jesus, Cindy, you trying to turn me on?"
"Uh, no!" she exclaimed, embarrassed. "I I'm sorry, Larry…"
"Don't be." He smiled at her. "Because I am turned on. Why don't you come around and sit on the boss' lap?"
He tugged her arm, shoving his ass back in the chair. Cindy came reluctantly; she hadn't intended this at all. After all, she had the bays waiting for her at home – she didn't need any more fucking today!
But her cunt was juicing…
And she was coming to him, Larry's arm pulling her around the chair, pulling her don into his lap… She sat across the cock-tube, felt it quivering beneath her thigh as he brought his arms around her, brought her down to meet his lips.
"The coffee…"
"Fuck the coffee," he murmured, kissing her, his beard scratching Cindy's face. His hand moved to cup her tit, squeezing it through the bra.
"It'll burn…"
"Let it! Shut up and kiss me."
His hand slid up Cindy's thigh, moved beneath her skirt to rub across her crotch, the pubic hairs poking through the fabric of her panties to scratch his palm. She squirmed around to find a better seat. His cock was definitely moving beneath her leg… his finger worked beneath the elastic of the panties, rubbing across the hairy mound, across the slit.
"Ohhhhh!" She broke from the kiss, but did not try to escape his arms. "We shouldn't…"
"Why not? You want to and I want to – what the fuck else matters?"
"Someone will come…"
"Yeah." He let her sit up. "Take care of the Goddamn coffee – and get your ass back here! Jesus!"
His eyes watched greedily as Cindy returned to the little service area, the girl hearing as he picked up the phone and punched for the operator.
"Mabel? This is Mr. Jordan. Hold all calls for me – and for Cindy. We're not to be disturbed for anything short of a natural catastrophe – we've got a great deal of work to do. No calls at all."
He hung up as Cindy returned, and stood, smiling. "NOW we won't be disturbed."
"It… it isn't right…"
She was in the circle of his arms again, Larry nuzzling at her, neck. His arms squeezed, pressing her tits; then began to free the buttons on her blouse. She felt air pass across her back as the blouse opened, and then he was releasing the snap on the bra… if this was going to happen every day she'd stop wearing the damn things.
"Ohhhhhhh!"
Larry's hands moved down, pushing through the waistband of the skirt to palm her asscheeks, rubbing up and down as Cindy shivered against him. His cock was tenting out the leg of his trousers, pushing insistently against her groin, the head well below her crotch. Her hand fell to it, rubbed it through the fabric. Jesus, it hung to his knee!
"Take it out," he said, softly. "Let it loose."
His kisses moved over her face, her eyes, her ears, as Cindy worked his belt loose, found the metal catch that held the trousers together. She loosened it, discovered the zipper was in too great a tension to release until he pulled the top of the fly back together. It came down easily then, and his pants peeled away, Cindy's hand moving to cup his pressing prick as it pushed against the leg of his shorts. Jesus, it was big…
"God!" she said, her fingers touching the naked head of it beneath the fabric of the underwear.
"It's… it's so long!"
"Eleven inches!" he said proudly. "Let's get undressed!"
They separated and finished the job of removing their clothing, both hurrying, both as eager as children getting their first look at the mystery of the other sex. Cindy turned away while she dropped her panties and slid her bra off her arms… and turned back to see Larry standing with his arms banging at his sides, his heavy prick pointing almost straight at her, the weight too great to let it stand up against his stomach despite the force of his tremendous erection. His balls hung low, his pubic fur almost as heavy as the beard on his face.
"God!" she said softly, staring.
"Yeah!" he speed. "Ain't it something else?"
He moved to her, Cindy retreating instinctively… and then she was in Larry's arms again, his cockhead sliding up against her belly as his mouth found hers, his prick pushing against her tits. God! He could fuck her between the tits in this position. She brought her arms tight against her breasts, pushing them against the burning length of the huge cock, squeezing and squeezing, until she felt it become wet with his anticipation.
"I… I can't take it!" she said, when she could break from his kiss. "It's too big!"
"You can take it… I'll be easy, Cindy. Easy."
He was pushing her toward the couch, Cindy turning her head to see the dark spot on the nag where she had tried to clean up the cum. Larry didn't notice; suddenly he caught her into his arms, carrying her to the sofa, laying her flat on her back.
Cindy stared up at him, at the cock which was sticking straight over her now. Like a chicken hypnotized by a snake she reached to it, touched it.
"Oh! Oh, no, Larry! I can't!"
"You can," he insisted, sitting on the edge of the couch. His hands began to roam over her body, rubbing her thighs and between her legs, one finger sliding across her slit again and again without trying to enter. He felt her wetness soaking her pubic hair, knew that she was as eager as he. "You can take it…"
His face fell; he nuzzled her belly, his tongue stabbing deep into the tiny convolutions; then he moved up to kiss her tits, gently, raising them to lick beneath them, lick all around them. Cindy sighed and let her eyes close, let him do what he wanted. Her body was heated with her passion, her cunt walls trembling in anticipation of the prick that was going to come in. God!
She wanted it…
"Ohhhhhhhhh! Oh, please… please!"
He nibbled her nipple, his hand roaming over the mound of her cunt, the finger almost sliding in now as it moved along the line of the slit. Then his hand moved farther, began to rub beneath the crack of her ass; the finger moved against the brown ring, probing…
"Oh!" Cindy stiffened, rose up. "No! Don't, Larry!"
He stifled her protests with his mouth, coming up to lay aver her, his hangover forgotten as he moved onto Cindy's body. His prick was between her legs now, sliding up to batter against the entrance, Larry humping against her in tiny strokes as his tongue aroused her mouth. She gasped, moved her own tongue between his lips, and he bit dawn until she cried out – and chose that moment to slant his prick against her entrance!
"Ohhhhhh, Jesus! Jesus!"
The head was in, but God, it was so thick! So fucking thick! Larry could make two of Zeke, two of George – half a dozen of the boys! Her outer lips pushed against the foreskin as he ground his cock against her cunt, working it back until the glans was naked. He was spreading her walls, forcing them even wider than when the two boys had been in her together…
"Gad! You're tearing me apart!"
"You can take it," he said softly, rubbing her tits and moving his lips over her face. "You can take my cock, Cindy – you know you want it."
"Yes! Oh, God help me – yessssss!"
She thrust up against him, thrust again – and Larry moved suddenly, his shaft penetrating the hot, tight passage. Cindy gasped as several inches of the terrible prick moved into her, stretching her painfully; but she was juicing heavily against it, wetting the way, her stomach trying to work down against him, willing more to come in.
"Oh, God, Larry!" She was sobbing now with the pain of his penetration, rocking beneath him as she held tightly to his sides. "God! I can't… I can't!"
"You can!" he insisted, grabbing her tit with one hand, raising himself to knead it with his fingers. Cindy rocked with him, and suddenly he rolled over, carrying her until she was on top. "You can take it, Cindy – you can do it! Push back… yes! Push back!"
God help her… but her cunt walls were crawling greedily, her hands were pushing against his arms, her body was forcing itself back against the impaling spear. Too big! Too big! Too… beautiful!
"Oh, Christ Almighty! God help me, help me! God!"
"Take it, Cindy! Take my cock!"
"Yes! Yesssssss… oh, nooooooooo!"
He thrust against her, and Cindy felt as though she were splitting apart, the pain stabbing through the tendons joining her legs to her body, the ache exploding through her gut. She fell against him, burying her face against his hairy chest as he continued to stroke her, continued to whisper tiny encouragements.
"You know you want it, you've been wanting it ever since you came to work for me. Take it!"
"I can't!" she moaned. "I can't!"
"Take it!" he ordered, his voice suddenly harsh. "Take it, or you'll Goddamn wish you had! Sit on it, you silly bitch – get up there and sit on my, cock!"
She stared with horror into his eyes, but he had captured her wrists, was twisting her arms cruelly, forcing her to raise up. The huge cock was in her cunt, almost half of it buried deep in her body, as Larry forced her to raise up, Cindy drawing her legs up to support herself. He held to her wrists with one hand as she became perpendicular with his body, his cock sticking straight up now.
"Sit on it, damn you! Damn you!"
"Ohhhhh – owwwww!"
Larry slammed his belly upward – and Cindy rose into the air, her knees coming off the bed. Then she was falling, falling onto the impaling rod… it tore into her, slammed deep as he thrust, tugging down on her wrists. The girl's stinging tears streamed don her face as he thrust again, forcing his horrible prick deep… deep…
"Noooooo! Jesus, noooooo!"
"Shut up! You want it, you got it! You got… it! Now fuck!"
God, it was tearing her apart, but nine inches were in her now, nine tearing inches, nine thrusting inches, nine hot, powerful, slamming inches. She closed her eyes, closed her legs as she came down against his thrusting hips. My God, it was in her – it was all in. All of it!
Cindy sighed as she felt his pubic fur against the tortured lips of her cunt, her head hanging low. For a moment there was silence, Larry resting easy, only the pulse of his cock beating within her womb. Despite the incredible pain of the stretching, it was good… good…
"Ohhhhhhh, God!" She looked at him. "God!"
"You have it!" he said, softly but triumphantly. "You have it all!"
"Yes… yes." She swallowed. "Fuck me?" He smiled. "Are you asking?"
"Please!" she begged. "Please, Larry – fuck me!"
The pain of the penetration was gone; now there was only the wonderful feeling of a swollen male prick deep in her body – Christ, in her womb! He was so big, but she had taken him, she could take him! Cindy gasped as she squeezed her cuntal muscles against him, feeling his cock move in a spasm of delight.
"Fuck me!" she cried.
"You're on top – you do it!"
Cindy leaned forward, her elbows digging into his sides, her asshole twitching and working as she rippled her cunt muscles against the shape of Larry's hot, throbbing cock. The sensation was greater than she had ever imagined, far better than the six other cocks she had taken yesterday. Not that she would sneer at the boys, kick them out of her bed tonight – Larry was more, Larry was something special! This was what perfect fucking must be like!
She moved her ass back against him, impossibly finding a bit of flesh yet to yield before the swollen shape of his wonderful, throbbing, thrusting prick. Larry raised up against her, fucked up, throwing her forward, Cindy's cunt clinging so tightly that there was no chance of his cock escaping from her tight female prison. She pushed back again, he fucked up…
"Ohhhhhh, Jesus! Jesus!"
"Fuck, Cindy! Fuck!"
"Yes yes yes! Fuck!"
"Fuck me!"
"Oh, God! I love it! Love it! Love… youuuuuuu!"
She worked over him, pulling up farther now, their bellies crawling together as Cindy forced herself to come off his tremendous cock – and then slammed back down again, threw herself back down until it was in all the way. She was cuming, exploding, climaxing so rapidly that she was near swooning, but she couldn't stop, couldn't… stop!
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
"Gawwwwwwd!"
"Gah! Aggghhh! Shit! Shit, I'm… cumming!"
Larry took control again, slammed up against her, burying his prick deep within her, then held Cindy's hips in the prison-vise of his fingers as she sighed, sobbed, tossed her head wildly. She could feel his semen exploding, washing through her, a tidal wave of passion that burned at the very core of her soul. It was wonderful, it was impossible, it was…
"Jeeesesssss."
Cindy collapsed, strength completely drained, lying on the hairy body of the man as Larry swallowed, blinked tern and sweat from his eyes. His hands moved over her back, patted her ass, but his cock remained hard, remained a terrible ramrod poking straight into her belly.
"Come off now," he said softly. "Yessssss… yesssss!" His hands caught her hips, pulled her up; Cindy tightened her cunt against the wonderful throbbing prick, but it was sliding out, releasing a flood of their mixed juices that surged over his belly, spilled around his cock, ran don over his balls, soaking the cushion. She gasped, sobbed, breathed painfully as Larry brought her up, turned on his side with Cindy beside him, his hand stroking her side, moving gently over her body.
"Oh, God! God!"
"It was beautiful!" he said. "Yes! Yes, beautiful…"
"You're right, Cindy, but so nice… so nice!"
"God, Larry! You're so big!"
"You want it again, don't you?" He raised her chin, stared into her eyes. "Don't you?"
"Yes! Oh, God help me – God, fuck me, Larry!"
"I will."
He stroked her ass, his hand moving across the crack, sliding don through the sweaty crevice to reach between her legs, rubbing his finger through the wetness in her slot. His other hand cupped her, his lips moving gently over her face. She accepted his tongue, swallowing deeply as he kissed her, drinking in his saliva…
What was he doing? Cindy felt Larry's hands turning her onto her stomach, his fingers moving through the crack of her ass again. He came up onto his knees, onto all fours, feet at her head, his hands coming down… his mouth coming down… coming to touch her ass! Kiss it!
"Ohhhhhh! What… what are you doing?"
"Loving you," he said softly.
His tongue moved into the crack, Larry's hands spreading Cindy's legs until he could stab into the sphincter. She gasped at the wet feeling… but it was a good feeling. He worked his tongue through her ass, shoving it impossibly deep, and she opened farther to him as Larry turned around, rose over her, reached to tug Cindy's ass into the air, her legs doubling and her knees moving beneath her.
"Ohhhhhhh! Oh, No! No, Larry -don't!" It was too late: his cock shoved against her asshole, Larry grabbing her hips and holding her so she couldn't move. The sphincter was spreading, stretching, expanding before the tearing terrible prick…
"God! Aiiiiieeee!"
Cindy screamed as the cock popped into her ass, felt something liquid running inside. Larry paused only to shift his hands, to lower his chest over her – and then he slammed into her, slammed deep, his cock riding down, down, impossibly far! "My God! My… God!"
Cindy gasped; she sighed; she moaned. His prick was in her all the way, slammed into her ass; she could feel his balls hanging against her cunt. The pain had torn her so much that she couldn't remember the agony.
But the pain was leaving, going away; now there was only a good sensation, his prick throbbing. My God – she loved it! She wanted it! She needed it!
"God! Damn you – fuck me, you bastard! Fuck meeeee!"
Larry smiled, began to stroke into her ass, knowing that he had won. Cindy was his.
"Yeah!" he said, triumphantly. "I am, Cindy – I am fucking you!"
"Don't stop! Don't stop! Don't ever stop…"
"I won't! I won't!"
And he never did…