The Office Slut

Marney withered on his mouth, enjoying every touch and tickle of his lips and tongue on her sex. Her cunt dripped with juice and his eager tongue lapped it up. She felt very fulfilled, very flattered at such attention. Many men, and several women had enjoyed her pussy, and she was still flattered each time a man or woman went down on her, and obviously enjoyed it. She liked being tasted. She liked being enjoyed. She craved the attention, recognition, and approval, most of all.

“Do you like it?” she asked, squeezing her breasts between her hands.
“Uh-huh,” Milton nodded enthusiastically. She smiled brightly, while continuing to squeeze her perfect breasts between her hands. She pulled one breast out of her shirt and fed it to her own willing lips. Milton watched, about to explode in his pants, while her long, agile tongue explored her own nipple. She obviously enjoyed her own ministrations. Milton enjoyed watching, while her wet pussy filled his mouth. Her flesh was hot and extremely wet in his mouth. She was wonderful.

“Oh fuck,” Marney gasped with her eyes widening. She clamped her legs tightly around Milton’s head and pulled him tightly into her pussy. Humping and moaning urgently, she rode his helpless face, as her orgasm grew and grew. Then she stiffened, with her eyes widening in horror. She threw her head back, opened her leg wide and restrained a scream. Her pussy bucked against his face. He wrapped his arms around her legs and held them in place, while his eager mouth sucked on her pussy. She hunched and withered, alternately pelting his mouth with her brutal pussy. Moaning with her eyes rolled back into her head, she continued to buck on the pile of white boxes, a clear band of plastic in each hand, cutting into her flesh, as she humped his face brutally. Gradually her gyrations grew less frantic, then died out altogether. She relaxed, laying limp and lifeless on the pile of boxes with her legs hanging off and open wide. She was beautiful. Milton simply waited with his mouth glued over her juicing pussy. Sucking gently but not moving, he waited for her to take notice of him again. Reluctantly, he let her pussy go as she opened her eyes and sat up.

“Up on the fucking boxes,” she said, slapping the top of the pile as she hopped off.
“What?”
“Your turn. Up on the boxes,” she said with more urgency.
With no further hesitation, Milton yanked down his pants and boxer shorts, then slid up on the pile of boxes. Even before he had settled into place, her hand enfolded his wilting cock. Her mouth engulfed his penis and sucked it into her lips. Her hot mouth soon had his cock as hard as it had been before. When his cock was fully hard, she slid her lips down until his cock almost disappeared, then began sucking gently. It was unlike any blowjob he had ever received. Rather than bouncing up and down on his cock, she was sucking it like a straw, while swallowing gently. Her throat muscles were stimulating him more than her lips. She was fantastic. He could feel his balls clenching, and the fire building inside, after just a few minutes. It was the shortest blowjob he’d ever had. Before he knew it his cum was shooting into her mouth. She looked up, meeting his glance, as his cock spewed hot cum into her willing mouth. She swallowed frantically to keep up with his load of cum.

When he relaxed on the boxes she sucked greedily, milking his wilting penis of it’s precious cream, then sat with her mouth unmoving, simply waiting.
Milton felt his cock wilting between her lips. He started to speak, but stopped at the slight frown which darkened her face. Then he knew why she was waiting. It was only a moment before he felt his cock growing hard again, in her hot, sweet mouth.
“Oh my God,” Milton said in awe. He had never grow hard so fast. He normally waited for a hour before trying a second time. It had been only a minute or two.

Marney began sucking gently until he returned to full hardness. Suddenly she pulled away, smacking her lips.
“My turn,” she hissed, pulling him off the pile of boxes. He stood uncertainly while she bent over the boxes and rested on them with her bottom half hanging off. She wanted to be fucked from behind and Milton was willing to oblige her.

He pushed her skirt up and laid it on her back. Her sweet white ass looked absolutely delicious. Her pink, pouting lips waited for his throbbing cock to penetrate them. They promised hot, moist, heaven.

He knelt behind her and licked her delicious pussy, while holding her ass cheeks open in both hands. He had never imagined that he could have such great sex with such a beautiful woman, and all on his first day of work. If this was one of the benefits, he would stay at Telechoice forever.

With her ass cheeks held wide open, he lifted his mouth and tongued her red asshole. She withered before him. She was ready for sex, and so was Milton. He stood on shaking legs and moved closer to Marney’s delicious ass. Holding his cock in his hand he parted her puffy pink pussy lips and thrust his meat inside her. She squealed slightly before clamping her lips tightly together. Milton rammed his meat into her willing pussy time after time, eliciting small screams with each smashing blow. It was the best sex he’d ever experience, and only the second woman in his entire life, which he didn’t have to pay for. It was a very memorable day for him.

Delilah Reynolds put a page on the copier and watched aimlessly as the machine sucked it in. It whirred gently as it digested the paper, then reproduced it in complete accuracy. She watched the sheets slip into each collating tray, then flinched when the distant cries of a woman came to her attention. She paused with another page held over the tray, then let the hand drop to her side as her curiosity got the better of her. Sneaking gently forward, she followed the sounds of the woman’s squeals to the door of the supply closet. She gently tried the door and found it locked. With a smile she looked around, then pressed her ear to the door. Somebody was getting a good fucking, she decided. Whoever he was, he sounded like quite a stud.

“Oh yes, yes, yes!” the woman’s voice echoed through the door. With her breath coming quickly, Delilah listened. She felt her nipples harden and her pussy turned moist. Just listening was getting her very horny, and curious.

Who was in there? She tried to remember, but she vaguely remembered two stealthy shapes passing her. She never saw their faces. If she stretched out her copying job a bit, she could see their faces as they left. Looking over the booklet she was copying, she looked around at the faces she could see in the main office, then pulled the first and second copies from the tray. She dropped them in the trash, reset the machine and began making the first two copies all over again.

“That feels so fucking good,” Marney gasped, looking at Milton over her shoulder. He was sweating and out of breath, but he knew they were both near their orgasms. He was a little afraid that he would cum first and leave her hanging, but it was soon apparent that she was closer than he was. She gasped louder and louder, thrusting her ass back to meet his thrusts. His hips slapped her tight ass, creating a loud slapping sound in the small room. The smell of sex was strong, exciting and erotic.

“Oh yes, yes, yes,” Marney screamed. She suddenly stiffened and made a slight gurgling noise. She pressed her tight ass against his pelvis then shook silently as her orgasm tore her loins apart. Trying to suppress her screams, she bit her lip and withered helplessly before his continuing onslaw. Suddenly she reached behind her and pushed him away. He looked on breathlessly as she stood and turned to face him. She dropped to her knees and swallowed his throbbing cock with her hot mouth.

Milton gasped and threw his head back, trying to endure her exquisite lips without dropping to the ground in a helpless puddle of flesh. The fire burned his ass, loins, and cock. Without warning his cum exploded, shooting down his long shaft and into her waiting mouth. Her eyes opened slightly at the strong blast of cum entering her mouth. She swallowed quickly, while holding his ass in her slender hands to keep him in place. Jerking like a robot with a faulty circuit, Milton held Marney’s beautiful head in his hands until the last hot drop of cum was sucked from his fleshy pole. He gently released her and fell back on the pile of boxes. He knocked the pile out of shape, but didn’t care. He was exhausted, happy, ecstatic. He had just fucked and been sucked by the most beautiful girl in the world.

“Damned, you’re good,” he gasped, smiling down at her in appreciation. She recovered their clothing and handed Milton his own clothes, while she struggled into her pantyhose, then her panties. He was amazed by the transformation of her beautiful body through the use of such flimsy clothing. Even as he watched her dress, he was tempted to tear them off and start over again. But there was plenty of time, this was only his first day.

“Why me?” he had to ask before she reached for the doorknob.
“You were convenient, and… well I have personal reasons,” she said breathlessly.
“Whatever they are, I’m thankful,” he gasped. “Can… can we do it again? he asked breathlessly.

“Certainly,” she said with a bright smile, then opened the door. She saw Delilah still working at the machine. Delilah looked at Marney, then Milton. Her eyes fell to Milton’s crotch as he passed. He felt that look clear down to his cock. The strange girl was interested in him. What had brought about the transformation? He couldn’t imagine what it was. Later that day, as he made his way to the restroom, he felt all eyes on him. He looked back to see several women whispering and giggling as they followed him with their glances. Delilah had spread the rumor about his fantastic abilities, and how he had Marney screaming in passion. They were used to Marney’s frequent trips to the supply room, but had never known her to lose control of her emotions. This made Milton special, in their estimation. They each wanted to see what was so special about him, through their own brief liaisons in the supply room.

On his return trip Milton looked around nervously, then hurried to his desk. All those eyes made him nervous.
“Milton,” a harsh whisper came from Marney’s cubical. He stood and looked down at her.
“What?” he asked, trying not to be seen.

“I have a picture of my father,” she said with some embarassment, hiding an 8″x10″ frame in her hands. She slowly turned the picture so it face him. He was shocked to see a picture which resembled him so closely, that his own mother would mistake him at first glance.
“But it looks like…”
“Yeah,” she said with a coy smile. Milton thought of all the implications, then gave her a knowing smile.
“Can we do it again tomorrow?” he asked hopefully.

“Tomorrow hell, I’m horny now. Into the supply room,” she commanded, jumping to her feet.
The men watched them hurry to the supply room in jealously and a little anger. Their eyes went to the exquisite ass and shapely legs of Marney, then the pudgy shape of Milton. They shook their heads in amazement. What did he have that they didn’t? The women simply watched and made plans of their own. Milton would be a very tired man before they learned his secret. There were 68 of them.