Hot pants salesgirl - erotic stories, sex tales



The onset of puberty invariably brings with it the dawning awareness of sexuality, of a child's inherent masculinity or femininity, and the struggle to put that sexuality into proper perspective.

For some, the transition occurs with relative ease. For others the change is marked by tension and anxiety, and a growing awareness that their world is changing much faster than they would like.

For the young girl in this book the initiation into the world of sexuality is full of frustration and fear. Eager to explore the bounds of her femininity, she becomes a victim of her employer's desires, until she learns the power she holds over the men in her life.

HOT PANTS SALESGIRL -- the story of a young girl's struggle to make her own, very personal transition into adulthood. It is a lesson for society.



CHAPTER ONE

"Mr. Cheevers will see you now," said the poker-faced secretary, placing the phone back in its cradle.

It's about time, thought Missy, standing up and rearranging her stylish red dress. She peered down at her slender calves encased in sheer golden hose. She swelled out her chest proudly. Her hand ran quickly through her platinum hair.

Everything was perfect. No need to check her make-up. She'd done that a dozen times while she was waiting, making sure the dark blue eye shadow was just right, pursing her full red lips against each other to increase their glossy sheen. She glanced one last time at the prim secretary, then turned the door handle and stepped inside the inner office.

"Ah, Miss Treats! Come on in and sit down," Mr. Cheevers welcomed, "My, but you are a pretty girl, aren't you?"

Missy smiled her sexiest smile and swung her hips loosely as she moved to the seat in front of Cheevers' desk. This guy might be old enough to be her father, but he wasn't blind. If sheer girlish appeal was a requirement for this job, she certainly wasn't going to lose out for lack of effort in that area.

"And so, you want the job as assistant salesgirl, is that right?" he queried, his eyes running up and down her lithe young body.

"That's right. I'm out of school now, and I need a job badly."

"Have you any idea how many young women I've seen this morning already, all clamoring for the job? About a dozen. Some of them with quite a lot of experience in department store sales. What makes you think you're any better qualified than they?"

Missy's heart fell. What a question to start out with! He was right, of course. There were probably dozens of girls better suited to this job than she. What did she have to offer that was more attractive?

Her stomach lurched crazily. Well, there was always one area in which she couldn't be beaten. She'd had enough guys tell her so over the last few years that she had no doubt it was true.

"Well," she began, her heart racing, "I am very good at getting along with people, especially men. I believe that given a chance, I could sell anything to your male customers. Anything at all." She leaned forward, pretending to adjust her dress, and the pale inner swells of her luscious tits heaved forward and separated inside the low-cut top.

"Yes..." Cheevers murmured quietly, his gaze glued to the young girl's stunning cleavage. Some dress to come to a job interview in! he mused. She obviously wore no bra, and he could damn near see her nipples! They were such large tits for such a slender girl.

"Men seem to like me. I'm not sure why," she smirked. "Believe me, I could sell them anything."

"I bet you could," he muttered absently, raising his eyes to her face and studying her with care. She really was amazingly pretty. Huge grey eyes stared frankly into his. Her nose crinkled up in a tiny childish smile and her tongue scraped sexily over her lush, red lips. "As a matter of fact, many of our customers happen to be men. But I'm not sure that qualifies you over any of the other applicants."

"Oh, but it does, don't you see?" Missy insisted, rising from her chair and leaning over the desk towards him. Her wavy platinum hair fell forward around her face. Her tits swayed down inside the flimsy dress top. "Sex appeal can be such an asset in sales, don't you agree?"

He glared, fascinated, into her deep cleavage. Her tits were like two huge, perfectly formed mounds of dough, golden brown on top, where they'd been exposed to the sun, and a pale milky white below, where they'd been concealed in bras and bikinis. As she bent lower over the desktop, he swore he could see the edge of one pink circle of nipple peeking from under the red fabric.

She fixed him with a bright, determined stare and licked her lips for the third or fourth time in less than a minute. "Isn't it?" she whispered hoarsely.

Then she stood up, letting her tits heave back into her chest. Slowly, calmly, she skirted the desk and came round to where he was sitting. She slipped her ass onto the notepad in front of him, placed a foot on the arm rest of his chair, and spread her legs under the light red dress.

She slipped the strap of the dress off her right shoulder. The fabric rustled down lightly, revealing most of the upper globe of her magnificent tit. Tugging gently at the material, she eased inch after inch of tanned skin into the open, till finally a hopelessly lengthened brown nipple snapped to freedom, poking out over the dress top like a squat thumb tip.

"Good God," croaked Cheevers, swallowing. He'd never seen anything quite so beautiful. The nipple, the puffy circle of dark flesh the nipple sat on, the surrounding globe of half-pale, half-brown tit -- everything was all so perfect, so mouthwatering.

"Do you like it?" Missy breathed, watching his face carefully. "Do you think it's pretty?"

"Mmmmm," answered Cheevers, grasping the arms of his chair tightly. The tit hung heavily over the top of her dress, its long nipple pointing at him accusingly. He wanted to reach out and touch her. He wanted to flick the stiff nubbin with his thumb. He wanted to take her nipple in his mouth and suck.

"Would you like to see the other one?" she asked him quietly. "Would you like me to take my other tit out and show it to you? I like showing men my tits."

She grabbed hold of her dress again and pulled down. The covered tit slowly came into view. The nipple, like the other one, popped out into the open like a knob of granite. She unhooked her arm from the shoulder strap and the dress flopped uselessly over her rib cage and stomach. It came to rest in a tangled roll around her waist.

"Jesus Christ!" groaned Cheevers. "What fantastic tits! What fantastic fucking tits!"

"So you like them?" asked Missy. "I'm so glad! Most men do. They always say that the nipples are real long. They always seem very impressed with that. And of course I'm pretty well endowed to boot."

"They're gorgeous! They're simply gorgeous!" moaned Cheevers. "I've never seen tits like them. So firm and full! So big! And those nipples!"

"You can touch them if you like. I don't mind, really. I like having my tits squeezed."

There was a low whimper somewhere deep in his chest, and the film of sweat along his brow gleamed brightly. The limp log of his cock stirred gently against his thigh. Slowly, steadily, blood began to flow into his pulsing prick.

"Go ahead. I don't mind. Feel them all you want. Feel my nipples. You'll enjoy it, I guarantee." She was bending over him, swinging the swollen tits in front of his face like lush, ripe fruit. Her heavy tits swayed and separated, their nipples seeming to grow longer as he watched.

"This is crazy! This is simply crazy!" he announced in a gritty, dreamy voice. "I'm supposed to be interviewing you for a job, and you're naked to the waist, showing me your tits! This is absolute madness!"

"No it isn't. It's very natural. You want to know what my best qualifications are. I'm showing you. Don't you want to examine my qualifications while you've got the chance?"

Supporting herself with her hands on her knees, she leaned forward, shimmying her tits back and forth before him like an experienced stripper. Her lush tits quivered and rolled as she moved. He brought up his hand, touched the underside of her left tit with his fingers, and dented the soft juicy flesh tenderly. A thrill shot from his fingertips all the way into his crotch.

"They're so beautiful! So beautiful!" he murmured. "Like nothing I've ever seen!" He cupped the underside of her tit in his palm, lifted it, felt its weight in his hand. Her tits seemed to weigh several pounds.

"That's it! Don't be shy! Feel them all you like! And the nipples. Don't forget the nipples. I love having my nipples pinched." She stared down at her tits as he began playing with them, more than a little thrilled herself at the weird turn of events. She'd come here to ask for a job, and here she was letting the boss play with her tits!

Cheevers touched his fingertips to the long hard stub of one nipple. It was hot and solid as stone, a great soaring hunk of nut-brown teat. And as he watched, her nipple seemed to grow, to crank up higher off its circle of pink, like a small cock. Her nipple was already damn near an inch long.

"Your nipples are amazing," he raved softly, tweaking the hot stub between his thumb and forefinger. "The way they stick up, you could hang clothes off them!"

Missy smiled. "I had the longest nipples of anyone in school," she boasted. "The girls in gym class told me so." She thrust out her tits proudly, forcing their swollen tips into Cheevers' teasing hands. His fingers felt wonderful on her golden skin.

He moved over to the other tit, hefted it in his palm, kneaded the flesh hungrily. Her tits was so plush and full and heavy! He began to press and nip the second nipple, screwing her nipple around and around in his fingers.

"Would you like to suck them?" she asked sweetly, looking into his eyes. Her voice was so innocent, so matter-of-fact, as if she asked this kind of question every day.

"Ohhhhhh..." he groaned, his heart pounding. Could this really be happening? Was he maybe dreaming? The most luscious young girl he had clapped his eyes on in months was naked to the waist in his office, asking him if he wanted to suck her nipples!

"I'll let you, if you want to. I like having my nipples sucked. But I should warn you... I tend to get quite excited. There's no telling what I might do if you start sucking!"

Again Cheevers groaned, his prick thrusting farther and farther down his thigh. His cock was caught under the leg of his shorts, and as his prick grew he became more and more uncomfortable. If this went on much longer, he would have to take his cock out. He'd just have to. His prick would snap off otherwise.

"Here," she said, circling her right tit with her slender fingers, pushing it tenderly towards his sweating face. "Have a suck. I know you want to. I know how men like sucking tits."

He leaned forward a fraction, and suddenly the stiff prong of her nipple was between his lips. Her nipple butted against his teeth and thrust onto his tongue, throbbing softly. Her tits mashed onto his lower face, blocking off the air to one nostril and pressing against his chin. Her tit was soft and firm, lush and warm to the touch.

"There, isn't that nice?" Missy queried pleasantly, watching him start to suck on her lengthened nipple. His eyes closed with lust, and she suddenly realized she had him completely in her power. It gave her a little thrill in her stomach. "Doesn't it feel nice to suck my tit?"

"Mmmmmmfffff," mumbled Cheevers, circling his tongue around and around her granite nipple, poking his tongue into the squat head of her nipple.

"Yes, that feels so nice. I love it. I love having someone suck my nipples," she said, letting her head roll back on her shoulders. Her lovely hair cascaded over her brown shoulders.

Cheevers' mouth was making wet, squeaking sounds on her tit. He was pulling on her nipple like a hungry baby, sucking the inch-long nub far out onto his tongue. The entire end of her tit was gleaming with a layer of saliva. And then he was spitting it out. It shone brightly, thrust up high like a light switch.

"The other one," he moaned. "Give me your other nipple to suck. They're fantastic! I don't believe it!"

Smiling softly, Missy moved her other tit onto his mouth, let him suck her second nipple between his lips. It never failed. Men were fascinated by her tits. And when she let them suck on her, they went crazy. Yeah, those other job applicants might have been better qualified, but none of them would have nipples like these! No way!

She let him suck contentedly there, cradling his head in her hands. And while she did so, she absently glanced into his lap, curious to know what effect all this was having on his cock. He had to be hardening. He had to. No one could take this kind of treatment and not get excited. The only question was, how excited was he? Could she take this situation further than it had gone already?

His cock was evidenced by a large, curved swelling halfway down his thigh! This guy was well hung! It looked like his prick was caught tightly under the fabric of his slacks. His cock was probably bursting to be free. What would be the best thing to do? Take him out and jerk him off in her hand? Suck his cock? There were so many possibilities. She smiled slowly. Maybe she'd try them all!

"Mmmmmmfffff," he mumbled around her nipple, sucking it into complete erection. He rolled his eyes up briefly to stare into her gorgeous face.

"Are you getting turned on?" she teased, flashing her gray eyes and crinkling up her nose. "Has sucking on little Missy's titties got you all hot and bothered?"

She reached into his lap, running her hand up and down along the curving, stony rod of his prick. His cock felt thick and fat under his clothes. And very, very long.

"What are you doing?" he asked, breathlessly pulling his mouth off her tit. He, too, gazed down into his lap, watching her fingers rub up and down along his cock.

"I'm going to take your cock out. I think it's been cooped up long enough. The poor thing must be dying of loneliness in there!" And with that, Missy clasped the tab of his fly between her thumb and forefinger and pulled down, making a soft zipping sound that echoed across the room.

"This is crazy! We can't do this here! I can't let you."

"But you are letting me, aren't you? You're going to let me do what I want to do, aren't you Reggie?" She smirked mischievously at the use of his first name. She'd seen it on his door -- Reginald Cheevers: Personnel. It gave her a silly little thrill to be able to call him Reggie. And she'd been so scared of him when the interview began!

Her hand fumbled inside his open fly, searching for his swollen prick. For the longest time, she couldn't find his cock and she began to think the bulge she'd seen in his pants was all in her imagination. But then she dug under the top of his shorts, wriggled her fingers deeper. She began to feel the heat and bulk of something huge growing out from his crotch.

"Wow, this feels fantastic!" she praised, suddenly dropping to her knees between his spread legs.

He scowled, sorry to see her tits move out of range of his mouth. But he was caught up in the thrill of what she was doing in his lap, and he made no protest. Already she was unbuckling his belt, spreading the upper flaps of his business slacks, scrunching up his shirt in a roll over his belly. She made sure she had him thoroughly naked about his crotch.

"Shit, your cock feels so huge! How big is it?" she panted, her tongue curling out the side of her mouth in anticipation. She wrangled his pants and shorts down off his crotch, and be lifted his ass to help her, letting her pull the crumpled clothing well down his thighs.

There was no need to answer her question. Released from the confines of his shorts, his swollen cock sprang up like a striking snake, bashing her under her chin with its head before recoiling and swinging up and down in front of her astonished eyes. His prick swayed there before her gently, tilting in the air.

"My God, it's a monster! It's fucking huge! I've never seen a cock like it! Shit, it must be ten inches long!"

"About that, yes," Cheevers replied modestly. "Nine and a half actually. Do you think it's too big?"

"Too big! It's perfect! It's gorgeous! I love every inch of it! Oh, God, it's lovely!" She curled the fingers of one hand around its thick trunk and pulled on his prick. The foreskin bunched up cutely over the shining cockhead. Then she tugged down, drawing the loose skin off the prickhead and under the rim beneath. His entire cockhead was exposed, gleaming and inflamed. His prickhead was about the size of a pool ball.

"Ohhhhhh!" he moaned, his balls sizzling. The teenager's hand on his cock was so cool, so gentle. When it came to handling pricks, she seemed to know exactly what she was doing.

"Does it feel nice when I do that?" she asked. "Does it feel nice when I move my hand about on your cock?"

Again he groaned. If she kept up that kind of talk, he'd be spraying her with jism in no time.

"It's beautiful! I can't get over it! None of my boyfriends have cocks this big!" Up and down, up and down, her hand moved tenderly, jacking the loose outer layer of skin back and forth over the stiff bulk of his prick. Soft, wet, snapping sounds rose up from his naked lap.

She bent her head to study his cock more closely, fascinated at the sheer bulk of his prick. It was rare that she ever had an opportunity to examine a cock. Usually the guy she was with was too excited, too far gone to do anything but shove his prick inside her cunt and blast his wad. Now that she had someone totally under her control, at least for a little while, she was determined to learn all she could about cocks.

His prick was monstrous, like a thick pole of salami in her fist. A fat, pulsing blue vein wriggled up its left side, all the way from his balls to his cockhead. As she watched, she could see his prick throbbing gently, pumping blood up into his soaring prick. Beneath, his ball sac hung heavily, a wrinkled pouch of skin bristling with tiny hairs.

"God, what a cock! God, what a cock!" she murmured over and over again, keeping up a steady rhythm with her clutching hand. His balls flexed and bobbed in their pouch as she jerked on him.

"Miss Treats... this is crazy," he muttered, thrilling to the touch of her lovely fingers on his prick. Her nails were painted a bright-red color and she had a ring on each of two fingers. The sight of her long, slender digits curled tightly around his twitching cock was almost unbearable.

"It's growing! Your cock's growing in my hand. I can feel it! It's getting thicker! Oh fuck!" she wailed, her eyes wide with wonder. To think that a prick this huge could swell even more! And all for her! All because she was pulling on it!

Cheevers stirred in his seat, inching his ass closer to the edge of the chair. His cock loomed higher in the teenager's fist, soaring through her fingers like a baseball bat. Deep in his throat he gurgled. His eyes fluttered close then opened again, rolling crazily in his head.

"It's leaking! Shit! Look at that! Your cock's leaking stuff!" Missy raved, her gaze glued to the purple cock tip as it split open, and oozed a fat pearl of clear pre-cum juice out onto its dome. As she watched, the bubble drooled easily down to the underside of the cockhead.

Leaning her upper body in close to him, Missy hefted one tit in her left hand. She brought his throbbing hard-on in towards her tits, and, with a deft, quick motion, poked her erect nipple with the shining satin prickhead. The ball of clear juice was transferred to her pulsing tits, making her nipple gleam brightly like a Christmas tree decoration. Then Missy began circling her nipple with his cockhead, smearing the sap around and around her tit-tip.

"Oh, fuck!" Cheevers groaned loudly, amazed at the young girl's actions. What was she trying to do, drive him out of his mind? He'd never had a woman do such things to him. Never.

"Do you like that?" she purred, flashing her huge, gray eyes up at him a moment. "Does my tit feel good on your cock?" Around and around she daubed the clear liquid, and, as if summoned by her hand, his cock seeped more and more juice from its tip. The end of her tit glowed with the sticky stuff.

She changed position suddenly, tugging his cock across to her other tit, where she repeated the lewd procedure. Her poor nipples were nudged this way and that, bent out of shape under the stone-hard cockhead. They looked like they'd both been dipped in varnish.

But, just as suddenly, she let go of his throbbing cock, allowing his prick to support itself. His cock pointed to the ceiling like a bright-red racket. She moved over his cock with her body, capturing his stiff prick between the lush globes of her tits. Bumped to the left and to the right, his cock finally settled in the deep furrow of her cleavage, his cock shaft mashed under her two plush tits, its head poking promisingly out over the top, tilting towards her chin.

She began to rock up and down on her haunches, driving her tits along his aching cock shaft, fucking him with her tits. She bent her nipples inwards, made sure they scratched and scraped along the surface of his prick, scouring the twitching blue vein in its side. The oily goop that had seeped free was smeared back onto the cock stickily.

"Oh, fuck, that feels great! Doesn't that feel great?" she said, bobbing up and down between his legs like someone possessed. "Do you like to fuck tits? Do you? I love a hot cock in there! It feels so weird! I love a cock between my tits!"

"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" he groaned. He didn't believe this was happening. Surely he would wake up any minute and discover he had dreamed all this.

"And you're leaking like a faucet! Look at all the stuff that's pouring out! It's all over my tits! All your juice is smeared into my tits!"

Great globs of pre-cum juice were seeping out his cock tip into the lush tunnel of her cleavage. It was lubricating the channel beautifully, allowing his fat cock to fuck back and forth easily. Even his balls were coated with pre-cum, nestling cozily there on her rib cage like captured eggs. Once or twice his cockhead bumped her under the chin and left a smear of clear cock-juice there, too.

"Would you like me to suck it?" Missy asked suddenly, rolling her lovely gray eyes up at him. "Would you like me to take your lovely, hot cock in my mouth and suck it till you come? I will if you want me to. I like to suck cock. Honest. I love to take a big cock in my mouth and suck out all the juice."

"Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" Cheevers moaned, his head tilting back and forth on his shoulders. This was madness! This would drive him insane!

"How about I lick you first? I really like to lick cocks. And balls too. I really love to lick balls. But you must promise to tell me if you start to come or anything. Will you? Will you promise me to tell me if you're going to come?"

"Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!" Cheevers panted, nodding his head crazily. He couldn't speak.

"I like to know when a guy is coming, you know? Usually I can tell without him saying anything. But sometimes you get caught off guard. Tell me just in case. Do you want to come in my mouth or what? Is that what you want? Do you want to come in my mouth?"

"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh!" grunted Cheevers, humping his prick up towards her face.

But his cock was caught tightly between her tits, and she had his prick completely under her control. She bent her head, pursed her full red lips in a pretty oval, each time his cock bore up through her tit cradle, its satin head inched ever closer to her inviting mouth. At last, in a coupling that made his balls churn, his prick crown slotted itself perfectly, deliciously, into her mouth.

He humped his stiff cock up and down between her tits, and each time he thrust upwards, his cockhead blocked off the lush circle of her lips. She continued her bucking movements, and, together, they fitted his cock tip to her lips time and again. Her mouth pouted and gave his prick soft, wet kisses, one after the other, smearing lipstick onto his cock sexily.

"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Cheevers mumbled, glaring fixedly at the lovely teenager's sucking face. None of his cock shaft was disappearing inside her mouth. Only the head slipped inside each time. But it didn't matter. This was fantastic. Nothing could feel better than this.

Already his jism was stirring in his balls. The sight of her pretty face, all that platinum-blonde hair, that sexy, dark-blue eye shadow, her rouged cheeks, her puffy, lipstick-smeared lips -- it was all too much. The face was right in front of him, in his naked lap, with his reddened cock drilling against her lovely mouth, ready to blast her with spunk.

Suddenly her tongue snaked out, dug underneath his pulsing cockhead, and supported his prick lovingly. Each time his cock drove forward, it slid straight and true into the oval of her lips. She scooped up the trickle of precum that still steadily purled forth from his split prick tip.

Her hand burrowed underneath his balls, clasping them tenderly, squeezing them, coaxing up their juice. The combined effort of her hands, her tits, her mouth, sent shivers of delight up his cock. He again felt the heavy cream rolling and bubbling in his captured balls.

"Does it feel good? Does your cock feel real good?" she said removing her mouth from him a moment and looking up into his face. "Don't forget to tell me when you're coming. I want to know. I want to be prepared."

She resumed work on his aching cock. But now she took his prick in hand again, pulled his cock upright, and dipped her head so that she could get beneath his prick. She poked out her tongue and began scouring his cock, licking and lapping up his granite prick shaft like his cock was some giant ice cream cone. She wriggled her tongue over the pulsing blue vein, diddled her tongue into the piss slit at his cockhead, then delved below and began licking and slopping at his balls with her soft mouth.

Again he groaned, his prick swollen beyond recognition in his lap. He closed his eyes, let his head roll back on his shoulders, tried to think of other things. Why he hadn't shot off before now was a mystery to him. Maybe his body and brain had combined forces, both aware that this kind of thing occurs only once in a lifetime. Once this was over, it might never happen again as long as he lived.

"Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" moaned Missy, folding her lips over the warm, hairy pouch of his balls. She clamped his cock shaft in her fist and pumped his prick up and down evenly, determined to keep his cock at its present stiffness till his prick exploded.

One ball plopped completely inside her open, gasping mouth. She flopped her lips over his balls. She bathed his balls in spit and began to curl her tongue around his ball lovingly, rolling and bumping his ball against the insides of her cheeks. Tiny bristling ball hairs were caught between her teeth.

"Ohhhhh," sighed Cheevers, his jism boiling in his captured balls. He tried to think of other things, ran his mind back over all the tedious job applications he'd been studying all morning. No one had mentioned anything on her list of credits to compare with this, of course. None of the job applicants had boasted of her ability to suck balls or lick cock!

"How's that feel? Huh? Nice?" Missy asked, spitting his ball out a moment and looking at him in the eye. Before he could answer, she dipped her head again, sucked his other ball inside her hot, wet mouth. Her cheek bulged hugely with his great, fat ball. The swell of her face shone brightly.

And then she backed off yet again, releasing one ball only to press her face more harshly against his crotch in an attempt to suck both balls at one time into her crazy mouth. Her tongue wriggled and her lips crept forward, and, by degrees, his spit-soaked ball sac was disappearing into her face, like some huge hunk of food. This time, both her cheeks swelled out lewdly, filled to capacity with Cheevers' entire ball pouch.

"Ohhh, fuck!" he gasped, glaring at her in disbelief. Both balls at once! She was sucking both his balls into her mouth at the same time!

Even as he watched, her lips crept up over the last pulsing bulge of his sac, and his balls were gone, completely enclosed, by her hungry, sucking mouth.

"It can't be! You can't be doing that!" he groaned, recovering his voice. "It isn't possible! You can't suck both my balls at once!"

But I can, my dear man, Missy thought proudly. Just look at my face. There's the proof! Her heart swelled with triumph. Men always thought they knew everything about sex. But when you got right down to it, you could always prove them wrong on at least a couple of things. She was thrilled to prove Mr. Cheevers wrong. What better proof could he want of her abilities?

"Mmmmm!" she muttered, slobbering on his balls as if she were eating her last meal. There wasn't very much she could do with them, really, for her mouth was just too full. She simply flexed her cheeks back and forth and ran her tongue continually beneath his tight sac, bathing both balls with warm, wet spit. Her eyes bulged with the strain.

Her fist kept up an even rhythm on his looming prick. The cockhead dripped a steady flow of clear cum into her hair. His hips rose and fell gently as he drove his cock through the vise of her fingers.

She gagged suddenly, and his balls burst roughly from her glistening face. They bounced and jangled a moment before settling, their tiny hairs and enclosing skin glistening with Missy's hot saliva. The pouch was damn near steaming.

"Arrgh!" he called out in panic, wondering what the hell was happening. His ass cheeks clenched and unclenched with tension.

"I'll suck you now, okay?" she said, glancing into his face. "I'll take your cock in my mouth and suck you off. Would you like that? Would you like me to suck you off?"

Cheevers groaned, out of his mind with lust. How had he gotten into this situation? What had happened? One minute he'd been sitting at his desk, minding his own business... the next he'd had a half-nude angel of a girl sucking his balls! It was like some wild wet dream!

Missy got up on her knees and angled his cock down towards her mouth. She licked up underneath his prick several times, scraping her tongue from the base to the crown. Then she tilted her head, opened her mouth, and let the purple bulb of his gleaming cockhead slip between her lips. His prickhead rode over her tongue and bumped the roof of her mouth.

CHAPTER TWO

"Ohhhhh! In your mouth! In your hot little mouth!" Cheevers grunted, raising his ass and drilling as much cock as he could between her sucking lips. His balls were still sizzling from her suck job, and the cream was boiling inside them.

Missy dipped her face till three inches of his prick had disappeared. Then she backed off, raised up off his cock till only the cockhead was inside her mouth. She gave his prick a good long suck, wrapping her tongue around his cock and then began a gentle up and down movement with her face that sent several inches of cock into her mouth on each successive stroke.

Her fingers clasped around his solid cock at its base and held his prick in place while she gradually worked her way down the cock shaft. She shucked up and down with her fist, priming his prick evenly. Its girth forced her lips into a huge circle. Saliva drooled down its sides and made his cock gleam damply.

"Mmmfff! Mmmmfff!" she snorted, her nostrils flaring. His cock was growing still!

Six, seven, eight inches of cock were now disappearing each time Missy dropped down on the stiff prick. His cockhead was bulling its way deep into her throat, blocking off her air supply, forcing her to gag. Yet she kept up the good work, not willing to stop till she had taken every last inch, till she'd swallowed all ten inches of his bloated cock.

"You'll never do it!" he wailed, his eyes popping. "You'll never be able to get it all inside! It's too big! No one's ever been able to suck my whole cock! You can't! You can't!"

Missy ignored him, backing up off the cock only two or three inches now before plunging recklessly back down again. The entire lower part of her face was swelled out of proportion, as if she had some rare disease. Her lips were stretched to the splitting point around his hot cock.

"Mmmfff! Mmmfff!" she burbled proudly, and with a last wriggle of her lips, the final two inches of cock vanished into her over-stuffed face. She gurgled deep in her throat. All ten inches! She'd taken all ten inches of his granite cock into her mouth! Let any of the other job applicants try that! She may not be any smarter than the rest of them and she might have much less practical experience, but when it came to sucking a cock, she was a champion! She was one of the very best!

Cheevers began grunting weirdly and his belly started to flex and spasm. He drove his hips up again and again, burying his hard-on deep in Missy's face. Her lips and teeth nipped at his wiry crotch hair. He had to come soon. He had to. If he didn't, his poor balls would burst. They'd explode and spray the whole room with jism!

Missy bobbed her head madly in his lap. She backed off a little in order to make things easier, but she still sucked a good eight inches of cockmeat into her mouth on each downstroke. He would soon be there. She could tell. It wouldn't take long now, and he would be shooting off his globs of cum.

She took a moment to think about what she would do when he came. Would she keep him in her mouth, let him fire blob after blob of hot cream into her stomach, or would she take him out, pump up the steaming gobs with her fist? She always had trouble with this decision. She liked it both ways. She liked to swallow the stuff and she liked to watch it fire off into the air in great scalding wads.

Of course, it would be really nice if he wasn't ready to shoot yet. Then she could take off her pants and straddle him, take his cock up her cunt and fuck him to climax. But that seemed to be out of the question, at least for now. Those twitches and tremors could only mean one thing -- he was getting ready to shoot. She wouldn't even have time to get him inside her pussy before he shot off. And that would be no fun at all!

"I'm coming! I'm going to come!" he wailed, remembering at the last minute that he had promised to warn her. "I can't hold back any more! You're driving me crazy, you hot little slut! I'm going to come! I'm going to spray your throat with jism! Look out! Look out!"

Up and down Missy drove her lovely face, pumping on his stone-hard cock shaft with her plush lips. Her movements were faster now, more energetic, and her wild, flaxen hair bobbed and twirled as she sucked. Her mouth flopped back and forth crazily.

"Ohhh, fuck! Ohhh, fuck!" he raved, driving his ass up and out of his chair and feeding her long stiff inches of red cock. "Going to come in your mouth! Going to fire off all my jism in your hot little mouth! I can't help it! Ohhh, fuck, I can't help it! You're sucking me dry! You're sucking me dry!"

He could feel the heavy cream sizzling in his balls, stirred up to a frenzy by her sucking, whorish mouth. He'd held back longer than he had ever thought possible, but the wait had taken its toll. When he dumped this load, there'd be no holding him back. He would have gallons of cum to get rid of.

He'd seen his climaxes many times. They were powerful. Now, after all this mad sucking, there was no telling how far he'd shoot, or how strong the blast would be.

Missy gurgled, her mouth suddenly full to overflowing with scalding hot jism. His prickhead spasmed, the cum silt had opened, and out had poured a huge wad of spunk onto her tongue. The cum rolled and wriggled in her mouth like hot wax, seeping in back of her gums and coating her teeth, ballooning her cheeks wide. And his cum bathed his cockhead, lubricating her mouth so that he could plunge forward rapidly.

And this is what he did, plowing the great pool of cream before him, back over her tongue, down into her throat, and deep into her belly. He used his cock like a plunger, forcing steaming blobs of cum down over her tonsils. And then he drew back, pulling with him sticky strings of white that clung to his stiff cock on the outstroke. Silver jizm oozed from her lips, dangled from his prick and dripped steadily over her lovely chin.

"Oooooooh, fuck! Oooooooh, fuck!" he wailed, his head falling back on his shoulders, his eyes closed with tension. "Coming in your mouth! You hot little slut! Dumping a hot load of spunk in your sucking, wet mouth!"

"Mmmmmmmmm!" Missy groaned, her face full of gratitude. Her fist pumped the base of his cock harshly, cranking up wad after wad of scalding jizz into her mouth.

It was as if that initial blast had been no more than a teaser, for now his balls twitched and jerked with a vengeance, firing up endless supplies of greasy cum that had her coughing and gagging in no time. One bolt jetted clear while his cockhead bore far into her throat, slithering to her stomach before she realized what had happened. All she felt was a brief squirming in her throat, as if she'd tried to swallow three or four raw eggs at one go.

Another bolt refilled her still-clogged mouth, pumping out her cheeks so violently that there was a strange, exploding sound. Ropes of white were shooting from the corners of her ragged lips. Rubbery strands of cum dangled from her chin and attached themselves to her lush tits.

A third blast was too much for her bloated mouth. She began coughing raggedly, and the spasms sucked up jizz into her nasal passages and down her nose. Hot, popping bubbles of silver flowed from her nostrils, dotting his plunging cock with bright speckles. Her lower face was splotched with white.

But he was not finished yet, and as another sizzling jet spat from his twitching cock tip, she was forced to back off, to lift up off his rampant cock and gasp in gulps of air. Her mouth opened wide, free at last of cock. Thick jelly strings of white danced across her mouth, making her reddened lips shine. A bolt of slime fired straight and true, as if aimed, into her gasping, cum-clogged mouth.

"No! In your mouth! In your mouth, you stupid slut!" he groaned, humping his cock back and forth in her fist. He still had lots of cum to get rid of. He didn't want his jizz to be wasted!

Missy pumped on his emptying prick, tilting his cock blindly before her face as she sucked in air. The cockhead spasmed, opened wide, and shot a bolt of slime up her left cheek and over the bridge of her nose. The pearl bounced off her eyelid and fell in a slithery rope down her face to her jaw. A fat ball of cum caught her eyelash and hung from the tiny hairs like a bead of mercury. It dripped steadily to her cheek bone.

"Aaannnggghhh! Suck it! Ohhh, fuck! Suck it, you little whore!" he gasped, out of his mind with lust. He was staring dazedly at her now, watching as bolt after bolt of slime shot out into her face.

She moaned loudly, heavy pools of white overflowing her puffy lips. She opened one eye to locate his twitching cockhead, wanting to take his prick back into her mouth now that she had recovered a little. But before she could capture his cock, another jet spat into her face, this one in a straight line that wriggled just to the right of her nose. It soared up all the way over her forehead and into her hair, leaving a thick tear trail down around her eye socket and over, her cheek to her mouth. The gooey strand glowed silver up the entire length of her pretty face.

"Shit, you're getting cum all over yourself!" he yelled. "It's shooting all over your face! Put it inside! Suck it! Suck out all that juice! Ooooooh!"

Missy captured the naughty cockhead at last and sucked his jizz inside before it could do anymore damage. His prick spat out two more jets of cum, but small ones, just enough to coat her tongue and slither behind her teeth. She sucked and sucked, drinking down what was left of his steaming load. Her throat bobbed prettily.

"I don't believe it! I don't fucking believe it," he croaked, slumping back into his chair like a man drained of his life forces. "You've sucked me dry! You've sucked out every last drop!"

Missy circled his cockhead with her tongue, cleaning up every trace of jism from his swollen prick. She bucked her face down his cock shaft once in a while, scooping up what clung to his cock in sticky layers. Her clutching fingers were glued together with cooling spunk.

"You'd be surprised," she muttered finally, pulling her mouth off him for a moment. "I could make you come again, no problem. Do you want me to try?"

Cheevers gazed down at her tiredly, barely aware of what she was saying. He felt as though he could sleep for a week. He felt totally drained, as if all the energy had been sucked from him. His chin fell forward onto his chest and a trickle of sweat ran down his temple.

"Huh? Do you believe me?" Missy persisted, looking him in the eye. "I could keep you hard and make you come again no problem. What do you say?"

"Are you out of your mind? I doubt I'll ever come again. I'm as dry as a bone. Forget it."

That was enough of a challenge for Missy. She dipped down her head, took him into her mouth again, and began sucking and bucking on his emptied prick like she had a deadline to meet. Her hand shucked his cock up and down in a vise-like grip, her fingers no more than a damp blur of motion. His balls joggled helplessly beneath.

"What are you doing? Are you crazy? You'll pull it off! There's only so much I can take!" He gripped the arms of his chair tightly, forcing the knuckles to turn white. Sweat ran down his face in steady drools.

But the hot teenager was aroused. She sucked and pumped on him, refusing to let him get soft. His cock soared in her fist, its purple crown glowing darkly. If she let up for a minute, he'd go limp. She couldn't afford to ease up for a second.

Cheevers sank back in his chair, not resisting. What was the use? He was too tired. She'd soon see. It was impossible to keep him hard for much longer. No one could come two times in a row after having been drained like he'd just been drained. There was nothing left to give.

But why wasn't he softening? Why was he staying hard in her fist? It must be her mouth. She was sucking him still, that had to be it. As soon as she took her mouth off him, he'd wilt like a thirsty plant.

With a confidence that surprised him, Missy raised her mouth off his still-hard cock. She stared at him briefly, her hand pumping his prick roughly. Then she paused, glared at his prick, and pulled his cock towards her. As Cheevers watched in fascination, she began slowly rubbing the cockhead into her face, smearing his jism back and forth across her splattered features.

He groaned deeply. No, she couldn't be doing that! It was too obscene! Nobody could enjoy rubbing a cock into her face! Up and down, to the left and to the right, Missy tilted his prick, plowing cooled layers of jism into her cheeks, over her nose and into her eyes. The girl had no shame! She'd do anything!

"Isn't that nice?" she queried sweetly. "Isn't it nice to watch Missy rubbing your cock into her pretty face? Don't you like the way your jism squishes all about?"

Cheevers moaned, noting that though his cock was free of her mouth, his prick was still hard as stone, still looming up in her fist like a baseball bat. Goddamnit, this little whore was going to prove him wrong! He wasn't going to get soft after all! At least not as long as she kept up this lewd display. As if the sight of her spunk-splattered face wasn't enough, she started smearing cum every which way with his cock.

"Let's fuck," she announced suddenly, catching him completely off balance. She let go his cock, allowing his prick to swing heavily in his crotch and drip scum onto his chair. She stood up, reached under the hem of her stylish red dress, and pulled it up her legs till it was rolled like a belt around her waist. In one fluid motion, she thrust her panties and hose down around her calves and showed him the bristling blonde hair of her cunt.

"What... what are you doing?" he asked stupidly, staring up at her with a blank face. "What is this? What are you doing?"

Missy clambered up over him, planting a foot on the chair on either side of him and supporting herself by clasping his shoulders. She reached for the still-stiff spike of his prick, squatted down on her haunches, and proceeded to lower herself onto his blazing hard-on. The lips of her cunt had been wet and drooling for quite some time, and now her hairy pussylips began to separate.

"I'm going to fuck you, Mr. Cheevers. How do you like that? You say you can't stay hard? You say you can't come again? We'll see. We'll just see about that!"

Tilting his greasy cock to the left and right, she searched out the gaping slice of her cunt with his prickhead. Once she touched her soggy pussy flaps, her belly began to tingle with longing. She leaned a little to the left, and suddenly, the satin bulb of his cockhead was lodged firmly between her puffy cuntlips.

"Ohhh, that feels so nice! Do you feel it? Do you feel my pussy an your cock? Ohhh, it feels so good!" she groaned, lolling her head back on her shoulders. Her eyes fluttered and closed with pleasure. "I'm going to sit on your cock. I'm going to sit on it and let it push deep inside me. What do you say to that, Reggie? You think that's a good idea?"

Cheevers gripped the arms of his chair and gaped stupidly into her crotch, amazed that his purple cockhead had disappeared between her lush cuntlips. He couldn't believe he was still hard. His prick stood up firm and solid, vanishing under her blonde cunt hair like a thick, pink pole.

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" she grunted, jiggling herself up and down atop his stiff-cock. She was circling herself around the stone cockhead gingerly, reaming her pussy as wide as she could before settling on him. A thick, gooey paste oozed out her cunt and slithered down over his hard-on, soiling her fingers before dribbling into his crotch hair.

Her cuntlips wriggled themselves down his prick crown and beyond, over the flange beneath and along an inch of cock shaft. They sucked and nipped at his solid bulk, urging his prick inside a little at a time. Her hair-lined cuntlips widened lewdly around his cock, cranked out of shape by his fucking prick.

"Ohhh, it feels so fucking nice! You're so hard! Your cock's so fucking hard! I want it all! I want all ten inches of you inside me! Ohhhh, what a cock!"

"We can't do this! We can't do this here!" he wheezed suddenly, his eyes glued to the disappearing column of his prick. "This is my office! We can't fuck in my office! I'm supposed to be interviewing you! Ooooooh!"

She sank lower on him, and two, three, four inches of cockmeat drove into her split pussy. She bent her head now to watch the progress of the bulling cock, and her gorgeous flaxen hair dusted his face. He wanted to reach out, circle her waist, and draw her to him. But he couldn't. He clung tightly to the arms of his chair.

"Suck my tits! Here, suck on 'em!" she urged, palming one of her massive tits. Her stiff nipple was between his lips in an instant.

Five, six, seven inches of cockmeat drilled into her greasy pussy. His prick was so thick, so fat, that her poor cuntlips were mangled out of shape around his huge cockshaft. The pink button of her clit was cranked into the open as her pussy expanded. Her clit wiggled and twitched oddly.

"Ooooooh! Ooooooh!" moaned Cheevers, his cock an aching spike in his lap. His mouth twisted into a harsh line as he squinted up the length of Missy's gorgeous naked body. He glanced briefly into her face, which was still masked with all the cooling layers of white spunk. He tugged and nipped at her stiff nipple with his teeth.

"Yeah! Oh, yeah! Suck 'em like that! Suck 'em like that while I fuck you! It feels so good! Your big, thick cock feels so good inside me!"

She slid down the last three inches, and all of Cheevers' monster cock was inside her. Her crotch hair mingled with his, and their combined juices made up a thick, sticky paste. Clamping a hand on each of his shoulders, she began to jiggle up and down, sitting on his cock and riding his prick crazily.

"It feels so good inside me! It feels so fucking huge! I've never had a cock this big inside me before! I can feel it all the way up to my chest!"

Gradually, she speeded up her movements, bouncing with more and more jerky humps on top of him. Her mighty tits began a lazy, delicious joggling motion on her chest. They were hard to keep a hold on, and he soon spat out her nipple, content just to watch her plush tits bobble up and down.

"God, I love to fuck!" she whimpered, fixing him with a crazy stare. "There's nothing like it! There's nothing like having your cunt crammed with so much cock you can hardly breathe! It feels like a steel bar rammed into you! It's so good! It's so fucking good! I'll never get enough!"

Cheevers lay back in his chair and watched the deranged teenager hump herself into a frenzy. He was pinned beneath her, unable to move an inch. Up and down she plunged, raising herself three and four inches off him, then dropping down on top of his cock so that every inch was devoured. His balls were mashed time and again into the tops of his thighs.

"You're such a hot little slut, aren't you?" he gasped, his face glistening with sweat. "You love cock, don't you? You love every inch of it, don't you bitch?"

"Yes! Oh, yes! I love every fucking inch of it! Give it to me! Give me all of it! I need all your cock! I love it so! I love your cock so much!"

Her movements speeded up and her hair began to bounce in the air as if she were jogging down the street. Her huge tits flopped this way and that on her chest, rolling every which way like balloons filled with milk. Warm, wet pussy juice dribbled from her cunt walls and soaked his cock and balls.

"I'm going to make you come again! I'm determined! I'm going to make you spurt deep inside me! I want all of it! I want every drop of jizz you've got! I'll never get enough! Never!"

She bucked up and down on top of him, driving her cranked-wide cunt time and again over his granite cock, burying his prick deep in her cunt. Her long, lovely thighs rippled and flexed with the effort and wrapped tightly over his. She felt deliciously, gloriously full, totally crammed with cock.

But she had come here with a purpose. She had come here for a reason. And in the midst of all the cunt-rippling pleasure she remembered it vividly. She might be naked with ten inches of cock embedded up her cunt, but she had come to see this guy to be interviewed for a job, a job she needed very badly. She couldn't forget that fact, even now.

"So I get the job, do I, Reggie?" she purred raggedly, humping up and down in his lap. "You've decided to give pretty little Missy the job after all, huh?"

Cheevers grunted, not listening. He could feel the spunk squirming about in his balls, readying itself for release. He wouldn't have believe it possible, but it was happening. In a very short time, he was going to blow his wad. For the second time in half an hour.

"Are you going to give pretty little Missy the job? After all, you've come all over her. You've shot half your bolt down her throat and spurted the rest all over her pretty face. Now you're going to shoot off inside her; fill her full of all that naughty white stuff. I guess the least you can do is give her the job, huh?"

"Ohhhhh," mumbled Cheevers.

"Or will little Missy have to leave the office like this, all covered in naughty jism? What do you think your secretary will say? Or your staff? When little Missy comes out of her interview with her face all splattered with cum and your spunk dribbling from her pussy? It won't look very good, now will it?"

"Huh?" wheezed Cheevers, finally getting the gist of what she was talking about. "Huh? What are you saying?"

"Bad old Reggie, fucking the pretty little girl who came to you just for an interview. How would that look? People might think you took advantage of her or something. You didn't, of course. I know that and you know that. But they don't know that, do they? It really doesn't look too good, does it? It looks more like you took advantage of a poor, defenseless little girl and fucked her every which way, dumped a load up her cunt and sprayed her face with all your naughty jism!"

"Uuungh," Cheevers groaned, his mind suddenly crystal clear. What surprised him was that he didn't lose his hard-on. He remained as stiff as ever. More so, if that were possible. And she continued to buck on top of him like an experienced whore.

"Don't you agree, Reggie? Don't you agree?" she persisted, her tits joggling, lewdly. Spunk still streaked her lovely face and dribbled lazily down over her plush tits.

"Yes," he gasped tiredly, past caring. "Yes. You've got the job. Don't worry. You've got the job, you little whore. Now fuck! I want my money's worth out of this. If I'm going to give away jobs, I at least want a couple of good fucks out of it!"

"All right, Reggie!" she yelped, a wide smile creasing her spunk-soiled lips. "Don't you worry! I'll fuck you till you can't stand up! I'll fuck you till you're drained so dry you won't come again for a whole month! Here we go, Reggie! Here we fucking go!"

She suddenly began a rough, vicious humping motion, driving herself up and down on his hot cock. She leaned in tight over him, mashed her tits to either side of his face, and rubbed her soiled tits into his cheeks harshly. Her thighs split wide on top of him as they pistoned her up and down.

"I love it! I fucking love it! Nothing like a hot, hard cock! Nothing like a good, hot, hard cock all the way up your cunt! Give it to me! Give me every last inch! Ohhh, I love it! Ohhhh, I fucking love every inch of it! Yeah!"

With a wild desperation of his own, Cheevers fucked his cock up into her, pushing her cuntlips out of shape cruelly. She had him where she wanted him, it was true. Even if he simply tossed her out of the office after all this, she would have a story to tell. And he'd be hard pressed to deny it. So he'd give her the job. But he was going to pump her full of jism first! She wasn't going to get the job without paying the price!

"Yes, fuck me, Reggie! Ram that beautiful cock all the way up into my cunt! I love it! I love your cock! Spurt up inside me! Pump me full of jism! Cream inside me! I want all your cum! Give it to me! Give it to me!"

His face dripping with sweat, Cheevers fucked into her, burying his granite cock again and again. Under ordinary circumstances, he would have long since blasted his jism, but he'd been sucked dry once already. He'd had every last drop of cum siphoned out by her crazy mouth, but his prick was still a stone column even after his recent explosion. He wanted to fuck her so hard she wouldn't be able to stand up!

"Ohhh! Ohhh!" she grunted, her face a distorted mask of lust.

Her head rolled back loosely on her shoulders and blonde curls stuck to her gorgeous, cum splashed face. She seemed to be losing control. Her movements on top of him were becoming more and more ragged. Her wide-spread legs flexed and pulsed oddly. Her soggy, cock-stuffed cunt was damn near steaming.

"I'm coming! Oh, God, I'm coming!" she gasped, bucking up and down on him madly. She gazed briefly into his face through cum-clogged eyes and bit her lip. "Coming with your huge cock up inside me! Ohhh, fuck! I'm coming so good!"

Cheevers fucked into her without mercy, determined to push her over the edge of climax and end this fuck with some degree of dignity. He felt very close to coming himself, but he was in control enough to wait till he had finished her off. It would only be a matter of seconds.

"Uuunnngh! Uuunnngh!" she groaned, her tits lolling up and down. "Sooooo good! Sooooo fucking good! Your beautiful cock! I love it! I'm coming so good! Ohhh, fuck! Give it to me! Give it to me!"

"I'm going to! I'm going to give it to you! You hot little cunt! I'm going to fill you full of jism! You asked for it, you're going to get it! What a hot little slut you are! What a crazy, filthy little slut!"

"Ohhh! Ohhh!" she panted, still in the throes of her climax. Her cunt was loosing torrents of cum onto his embedded prick, basting his cock in the oily fluid. Her belly rippled and spasmed with pleasure.

"You ready, cunt? You ready for some jism?" he sneered, confident that she was far gone and totally out of control. "You want my hot spunk up your cunt, slut? Huh? You want me to fill you up with hot steaming cum?"

"Yes! Ohhh, yes! Fill me with it! Fill me full of cum! I want it! I need it so bad! Ohhh, please! Please fill me with jism!" she yelled.

She bobbed up and down on him so harshly he feared she would jump off his thick cock entirely. He had a sudden vision of his prick springing free of her cunt, spraying white blobs of jizz every which way.

"Careful! Careful you don't lose the fucking thing!" he warned, concerned. "Keep my fucking cock inside you whatever you do! Don't lose it like you did last time! I want to dump this load up your cunt! I want to fill you so full of cum you'll be coughing jizz!"

"Uuunnngh! Uuunnngh!" she groaned, still climaxing. Her lower body felt like it was melting. Sparks of pleasure were firing up into her cunt.

Then there was a noise like a muffled detonation, and she felt like she was sitting on a fire hose. For a moment, she couldn't figure out what was happening. Then it hit her. He was coming! He was coming at last inside her quivering cunt! She'd done it! She'd made him come a second time!

"Ohhhh, fuck!" he bawled, his prick a greased piston between her legs. "Feel it! Feel it, whore! Coming up your cunt! Coming up your crazy, sucking cunt!"

"Yes! Ohhh, yes! I feel it! I feel every drop of it! Shoot it! Shoot it all up my cunt! Ohhhh, please! Ohhh, please give me all you have!"

Thick, waxy bolts of paste fired off from the tip of Cheevers' cock and coated the soggy walls of Missy's cunt. He would never have believed it possible, that he could come again so heavily after having already shot off. But it was happening. He could feel it. Again and again his cockhead twitched, spitting heavy wads of slime into her sucking cunt.

"Yes! Oh, yes! More! More! I love it! I fucking love it!" she bleated, her ass cheeks a blur on top of his thighs. "Spunk inside me! Toss that jism deep inside me!"

His raw, aching prick quivered, spurting another scalding geyser of white far into her pussy. The cum belched out in sizzling knots, filling the poor girl's hole to overflowing in no time. Down along his plunging cock, the sticky fluid backed up.

"It's pouring out! Look! Ohhh, fuck, it's all pouring out!" Cheevers moaned, his eyes glued to the split of her crotch.

Down along his glistening prick, long ribbons of white spunk wriggled and escaped from the heated hole of her cunt. They ran down his cock like tallow down a candle, pushed and plowed further each time she sank her weight onto him. And at last his cum squirmed into his crotch hair, disappearing into the wiry bush and slithering to his balls.

Missy ignored him, driving herself up and down on his captured prick as if her life depended on it. She was still climaxing. Her eyes closed in concentration, and her tongue stuck out from the corner of her mouth. She rode him without letup, bouncing her split thighs on top of him and letting his spurting cock fuck deep.

His cock squirted still, pelting her insides with hot silver blobs of spunk time and again. It seemed he had endless supplies of cum to deliver, and she accepted his jizz gratefully, sucking up the steaming ropes from the depths of his balls. One, two, three times more his cock spat, each time firms a long, hot glob of jizz deep into her pussy.

"I love it! I fucking love it!" she chanted, her voice hoarse. "Pump me full of cum! Pump me full of lovely jism!"

A lewd, squelching sound rose up from their meshed sex parts as the scalding cum drooled out to freedom and glued them together. Her cunt glistened and gleamed with fuck juices, as if someone had poured oil all over her. A white froth sparkled in her cunt hair; the tops of her thighs gleamed wetly.

His cockhead spasmed and quivered deep inside her. Yet another boiling glob of spunk shot up, this one so high she swore she could feel it land up in her chest somewhere. Would he never stop? Would he go on forever spurting wild wads of jism into her ragged snatch?

"Oh, you hot little whore! You sexy, cock teasing little cunt!" he wailed, jerking his hips tiredly. His thighs were raw and sore from constantly pounding underneath hers. His balls were completely numb.

"I know it! I know it!" she groaned, gazing down at him for the first time in many minutes. "I'm a whore at heart! I know it! I love to fuck! I can't help it! I love to fuck and suck and take cocks up my ass! I love to suck cocks! I love to eat jism! I'm a cocksucker! I know it! I love cum! I love it up my cunt, in my mouth, up my ass, all over my face, everywhere! I can't get enough! I'll never get enough! Ohhh, fuck!"

He bucked up into her again and for the last time his prick throbbed, spasmed, and fired out its final blast of cum. The jizz shot out to join all the other squirming blobs of jizz washing about in her cunt, then oozed back down the pole of his cock with nowhere else to go. She was full. She was completely full of hot, sizzling spunk.

"What a whore! What a whore! What a whore!" he repeated, his hip movements slowing at last. He fucked his cock into her with easy, lazy strokes now that his balls were empty.

"So good! So good! I'll never get enough!" she whimpered, the pleasure still washing through her body. It would take her many minutes to come down, many minutes to return to normal after this little fuck session.

"I can't believe I came twice!" he breathed, gazing off into a corner of the room. "I can't believe I came in your face and up your cunt all in one afternoon! It's fucking amazing!"

Missy bucked gently up and down on top of him, slowing her movements to match his own. She could feel his cock wilting up her cunt. The freshly sucked spunk oozed out her pussylips like syrup. She mashed her huge tits to either side of his sweat slick face and prepared to pose the question one last time.

"So when do I start?" she queried softly, scraping a nipple alongside his ear. "When do I start at my new job?"

"Huh? Your job? Your new job? Oh, yes. Your new job. Tomorrow. Report for work tomorrow. It'll be in the sporting goods department. Seems to me you're very good at sports. At least the indoor kind. You should fit in there very nicely. Nine o'clock sharp, the sporting good department. Don't forget."

"I won't forget," she smiled, popping a long nipple into his mouth.

CHAPTER THREE

Missy spent her first morning of work exploring the sporting goods department under the stem, watchful eye of Miss Grimsby, the chief saleslady in the area. The older woman took an immediate dislike to her, perhaps because the lovely teenager was everything that Miss Grimsby wasn't -- young, beautiful, and sexy. Rather than show her new helper around and explain the uses of all the equipment on display, she left Missy to her own devices, agreeing finally to teach her how to use the cash register only after Missy insisted.

So Missy went off on her own, checking out the piles of baseball gloves, the racks of tennis gear, the stationary bicycles. She ignored the jealous stares of Miss Grimsby and began to enjoy herself thoroughly, even though there was little for her to do. Whenever a customer would move over to Missy to ask about something, the older woman would head him off, not trusting anyone but herself to make a sale in her precious department. But Missy didn't really mind. At least she was working, at least she had a job. She made herself useful by tidying up the various displays and reading up on all the elaborate equipment that was available. Just before lunch, she discovered a corner full of sporting fashions for women, hangers full of sexy shorts and basketball shirts and the like. She began to try them on and examine herself in the mirrors.

She was busy digging under a pile of jogging shorts to find a smaller size when Miss Grimsby came over to say she would be gone to lunch for an hour. The older woman eyed Missy coldly and told her to consult Mr. Travers, in the next department, if she should sun into any difficulty with a customer. Then she sniffed noisily and strode off, seemingly convinced that her department would be in a shambles by the time she returned.

What an old bitch, thought Missy, hauling out a pair of bright, silk shorts she knew to be two sizes too small for her. She grabbed a yellow muscle shirt that had 69 printed on its front and retired to the changing rooms, determined to have a little fun while her supervisor was away. She was curious to see what she looked like in the get-up. She might even keep it on.

She slipped out of her clothes quickly and pulled on the shirt and shorts without bothering about underwear. And when she gazed at her reflection in the mirror, she couldn't help but smile to herself. If anything, she looked more naked with the stuff on than she did without. The basketball shirt was so sheer the full mounds of her tits were bursting out its front. The upper swells of her tits jiggled lewdly over the tight top, and the sides of her tits were clearly visible through the armpit circles. Her nipples tented out its front like squat pebbles.

She twirled and pouted in front of the mirror, entranced at the way her tits joggled inside the tight harness of the shirt. Her ass was just as interesting. The shorts were so small they dug deeply into her ass crack, and her ass cheeks puffed out obscenely from under the hems. Her cunt hair peeked out sexily at the tops of her lean thighs.

"Anybody here? Anybody on duty here?" a voice called suddenly.

Missy's heart lurched. Was that old Cheevers checking up on her? Without a second thought about her outfit, she left the changing room and confronted the visitor. Whoever he was, she'd have to put in an appearance. The sporting goods department was her responsibility, at least for the next hour.

A burly young man was wandering around just outside the changing rooms, picking up, then discarding various items without much interest. As she approached he turned around, and his boredom vanishing completely.

"Jesus Christ!" he gasped, gaping stupidly at her lewd outfit.

"Oh, I was just trying these things on," she explained, glancing down at her tits self-consciously.

He too was staring at her tits. He was amazed that they stood out so firm and high without the help of a bra. Her tits were mouth-watering. And those legs! So long and slender and perfectly shaped. This little girl was gorgeous!

"Can I help you with something? I work here," Missy continued. Since this could be my first chance at a sale, I should at least try to act professionally, she mused.

"Bells," he grunted oddly, unable to take his eyes off her tits.

"What?"

"Bells. Dumbbells. Weights. You know. I lift weights. I want to see a bench for pressing weights."

So that is why the guy is so muscular, Missy thought. He really was a big fellow, with huge shoulders and great, bulging chest. His blonde hair curled sexily over his collar.

"We have one set up in the back room," she said, leading the way. "I saw it this morning."

He followed her toward a room at the back of the department, watching her ass cheeks flex beautifully as she moved. Those shorts were so fucking tight! Her ass cheeks were oozing out in back like they wanted to escape.

"Here it is," she announced, stepping into the cramped little room and urging him in after her. The place was actually a storage area and was cluttered beyond belief with a thousand boxes full of equipment. But right in the center of the room was what they were looking for, a low, narrow bench with a steel frame attached to cradle a set of weights. Missy gazed at the apparatus with a blank stare.

"Could you demonstrate? I mean I won't want to buy it if I don't know how it works, will I!" he said. There was a leer in his eyes as he spoke.

"I thought you were a weightlifter?" Missy said. But then she shrugged, turned her back on him, and leaned over the bench gingerly. How the hell did this thing work, anyway? She was supposed to know. She was working in the sporting goods department, after all. But she didn't have the vaguest idea.

The young man sat on a packing crate and smiled to himself. He was going to enjoy this. The silly little slut was half-naked and was about to go clambering about on top of the low bench. It should be something to see. He knew everything there was to know about weight benches, but he wouldn't have told her that for the world.

"I guess you kind of lay on it like this," she said, crawling on all fours across the narrow platform. Her ass bucked up toward him beautifully, and as he watched, her movements forced her shorts to one side. A lovely, hair-lined slice of cunt winked at him lewdly. It shone like a half of a split peach.

"I don't think so," he put in helpfully, adjusting his cock in his lap. As soon as she'd bent over in front of him, his prick had begun to grow.

"This way maybe?" she suggested, squirming around toward him so that he had a clear view down her shirt into her tits. With her body bent over like this, her lush tits hung down below her like ripe melons. The nipples pointed to the ground like fingers.

"I don't think that's the way either. Here, let me help you." He was sliding onto the bench in front of her, straddling it with both feet on the floor. He reached around and in back of her, so that she had to lean back out of his way. And suddenly he was raising part of the bench, resetting it at an angle like a reclined car seat. He pushed her over gently till she was settled comfortably on the angled board. Her legs split and found the floor, supported her in her weird, new position.

"Oh! My! How nice! I'd no idea you could adjust these things!"

"Oh sure. You can adjust several things," he said.

He reached out a hand, slipped his fingers under the top of her tight T-shirt, and tugged it out and down slowly. The material stretched to snapping point and suddenly her left tit flopped into view, pulled out of shape by the gripping shirt, then the other one. Both tits were lolling weirdly out over the top of her shirt. The nipples were bent down towards the ground.

"Ohhh! Ohhh!" exclaimed Missy, too shocked, too thrilled, to do anything. She gazed down at her oozing tits along with him, amazed at how much bigger they seemed as they thrust out over the top of the shirt.

"See, your shirt's adjustable too!" he teased, squatting confidently on the bench. "I bet your shorts are as well."

He gripped the elastic top of her shorts in both hands and there was a tremendous tearing sound. The silk briefs were suddenly split in two, hanging over her thighs uselessly, exposing the bristling hair of her cunt to his view.

"Grab hold of the supporting bar behind you," he instructed. "I'll give you a demonstration of how I think this apparatus works."

Without hesitation, her heart pounding crazily, Missy did as she was told, reaching her hands back and up to grasp the steel bar. She stared down at him dazedly, wondering, a strange little thrill in her pussy, what he would do next.

"It's really quite simple," he began, scooping his great fists underneath her ass cheeks and raising her up off the bench. His fingers kneaded her plush ass cheeks and separated them roughly. All the time he lifted her, raising her crotch higher and higher till her feet were up off the floor and her cunt was inches away from his, face.

He bent his head, opened his mouth, and began to lick and slobber at her cunt, scraping his tongue up and down over her crotch hair and cuntlips. He was soon digging his tongue inside her, probing the inner pit of her cunt and cranking her soggy pussy flaps this way and that.

"Ohhh, goodness! Ohhh, my!" Missy groaned, her cunt melting under his lips. "You're eating me! You're eating my cunt!"

"Fucking right!" he mumbled between licks of her inner cunt. "And a sweet one it is too! A real tasty little pussy!"

He resumed work on her, diddling his tongue as far into her gaping cunt as he could poke. His mouth was mashed up against her pulpy cuntlips, and his lips warped them oddly. Syrupy cunt juice was purling down and soaking his chin and the crotch hairs surrounding his mouth.

"Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh, wow!" she muttered, watching him nip and suck at her cunt. This was crazy! She didn't even know this guy, but it sure was exciting! She didn't want him to stop! She didn't want him ever to stop!

His nose mashed into her pussy hair. He supported her with his hands under her ass. One of his fingers crept into her ass crack and searched out her asshole.

"Ohhh! What are you doing? Ohhh!" she crooned, her eyelids fluttering with excitement. "Eat me! Eat me! Eat me!"

His finger found the pit of her asshole and began to corkscrew about expertly. Her ass writhed and wriggled in his hands. They couldn't move very far. His finger pushed inside the tight ring of her puckered asshole.

"Ungh! Ungh!" she bleated, not quite believing all this was happening. A tongue in her cunt and a finger up her ass! What a fantastic thing! What a great way to spend her first day at work!

She bent her knees and raised her legs in the air, hooked them wide over his shoulders. Her heels rested just below his shoulder blades. The split of her pussy cracked even wider, allowing him to go much deeper with his drilling tongue. Suddenly he was touching her clit, pummeling the tiny button back and forth without mercy. Her entire lower body seemed to dissolve.

"Ooooooh! Ooooooh, fuck! Eat me! Dig that tongue deep! Ooooooh, fuck! I love it! I fucking love it!" she cried. Her tits jiggled like water-filled balloons on her chest.

"Mmmmm," he moaned, slobbering and sucking on her clit like his life depended on it. He thrust his finger deeper up her ass, driving it past the first and second knuckle and twisting it every which way.

"I'm coming! Ooooooh, fuck, I'm coming!" she croaked, her body writhing insanely above the weight bench. She clung to the upper bar tightly for support, her knuckles turning white with the strain. Her thighs swayed in and out on either side of his head.

Great flashes of pleasure shot up from her cunt into her belly and chest, driving her crazy and forcing her to toss her head back and forth with lust. His tongue wouldn't leave her alone. It licked and sucked and nipped at her raw clit, not once allowing her a moment's peace. Her ribcage trembled with tension.

"Ooooooh, please! Ooooooh, please!" she gasped, closing her eyes tightly.

She was so helpless! She couldn't have escaped if she'd wanted to! She didn't want to! Her fists clutched the bar for support and her legs wrapped tautly around his back. Her cunt was caught in the sucking grip of his mouth. Her asshole was plugged up with his marauding finger. This whole situation was insane! It might cost her her job! But she wouldn't have stopped for the world!

"You like that? You like that, slut?" he gloated, lifting his greasy chin up from her cunt a moment. He sucked in great gulps of air in preparation for more cunt-diving.

"Ooooooh! Don't stop! Fuck! Don't stop! Eat me! Eat my cunt!" she wailed, urging her pussy mound up against his mouth, bending her back in a deep arch. "Use your mouth on me! Don't ever stop! I need your tongue! I need it!"

He let her writhe about helplessly for several seconds, content that the longer he waited, the more desperately she'd need him. But then he too wanted more. Her cunt was just too sweet and fresh and juicy for words. There was nothing like a clean teenage cunt! He bent his head and began to lick and poke at her cunt hole with his tongue.

"My clit! Suck my clit!" she pleaded, digging her heels into his back, trying to draw him closer to her.

That tongue felt so good! She'd never felt anything so wonderful! Maybe it was because of the weird situation, the fact that there was so much risk involved. Someone could come into the little room any minute and discover them. Miss Grimsby might get back from lunch and find her nude with this strange guy's mouth glued to her cunt! What would she say then? What would she do?

"Ahhhhh," he sighed in her pussy hair, pelting her raw, pink clit with little beats of his tongue. It was driving her crazy. Before he was through, he'd have her weak in the knees. He'd have her begging him for his cock. He'd have her pleading!

"I love it! Oh, God, I love it!" she groaned, rolling her head from side to side. Her legs swayed in and out, cradling his head gently. Her lovely, flat, brown belly humped up towards him with regular twitching movements. One of her hands left the supporting bar a moment to caress and squeeze her tit. She needed her tits squished! She was hot! She was so hot!

"Ahhhhh," he repeated, scooping up great, flowing beads of pussy juice that were drooling down her cunt walls. She was leaking crazily! Her pussy was squirting cunt juice out into his mouth!

"Squeeze my tits! Please squeeze my tits!" she begged, pressing one of her huge tits back in on itself. Her nipple shot up damn near an inch high.

Obligingly, he reached up a hand, flicked her wrist away, and began kneading and hefting her tit mound with his fingers. Her tit was so firm and solid, like a globe of rubber with a toggle switch mounted on top. Some nipples the little cunt had! They were long enough to poke your eye out!

"Yes! Ohhh, fuck, yes! Squeeze my tits! Feel my nipples! I love it! I need it so!"

She tossed her head from side to side, her eyes clenched tightly shut with pleasure. Now that he had taken over on her tits, she once again gripped the supporting bar, fearful she would fall and jerk his thrilling tongue out of her fucking cunt. She humped her crotch up at him, urged her tits into his mauling hand. It all felt so good!

Sex could be so wonderful! Just when she thought she had experienced everything, something happened to make her wonder if life was long enough to feel everything there was to feel when it came to sex! Here she was, buck-naked with an absolute stranger, letting him eat her cunt, and she was having the time of her life! She was exploring whole new areas of feeling!

Her climax continued a little less violently, but strongly nonetheless. Her cuntlips quivered, drooling out wad after wad of sticky gunk onto his face and mouth. Her clit was raw! She thought he was going to suck her clit right off! She swore he would suck the fucking thing right out of her spasming cunt hole!

"Ooooooh! Ooooooh!" she groaned, half out of her mind. Each time he twirled his finger up her asshole, she writhed in pleasure forcing her cunt tighter onto his sucking mouth. Then he ate her clit all the more, making her wriggle and shake weirdly.

In a sudden flash, she realized what the cure was. There was only one solution to this exquisite torture and that was a big stiff cock. She needed a great, thick log of a cock up her cunt. That was the only solution to all this. She needed to be fucked. She had to have his prick soon or go insane.

"Cock!" she muttered hoarsely, glaring down at the top of his head. "Cock! I need your cock! Please! Give me your cock! Shove it inside me! Shove your cock up my cunt!"

She tried to draw her tortured pussy away from his tongue, but he wouldn't let her go. His grip on her ass was tight and strong. With his finger up her asshole, he could direct her anyway he wished. She began to whimper deep in her throat. She couldn't stand much more of this. She was about to burst into tears of frustration.

"Please! Give me your cock! I'll do anything! I'll suck you off! I'll swallow your cum! You can fuck me between my tits! Or up my ass! Yeah, you can fuck me up the ass! But please, shove it up my cunt first! I need, it! I need to be fucked so bad! Ohhh, God!"

Her voice broke into a sob, and he looked up from her cunt in alarm. His cunt-sucking had really had an effect! The hot little slut was begging for his cock, just as he'd predicted! But so soon! He thought it was going to take ages! She seemed to be experiencing some kind of breakdown. If he didn't oblige her and fill her cunt with cock soon, who knew what she might do? She might start screaming or something! He removed his cum-soaked face from her gaping cunt and lowered her ass back down onto the bench. With a harsh popping sound, he unplugged his finger from her asshole. Then he knelt on the bench and began to undress. She stopped whimpering and watched him, her legs still draped loosely over his muscular shoulders. There was a strange, fiery light in her eyes.

CHAPTER FOUR

He unsnapped his belt and pushed his jeans and shorts down off his crotch. His long, thick cock vibrated out from the mass of hair on his lower belly. His prick was shorter than Cheevers', maybe eight inches long, but his cock was enormously thick, like the branch of a tree. Its great, heavy cockhead swayed down at an angle, purple in the storage room's half-light. A pearl of clear liquid hung off its tip like a decoration.

"Ohhhhh, God!" Missy groaned, rolling her eyes at the sight of his massive prick. It was too good to be true! His cock was just what she needed -- a prick so huge it would damn near split her in half! "Give it to me! Let me suck it!" she begged, reaching down a hand for him.

He brushed her hand away impatiently. "You said you wanted a cock up your cunt. That's where you're going to get fucked. At least to start with. If you want to suck it, you'll have to wait a while. You can suck it later!"

He took the thick cockshaft in his hand and nudged his prick forward till the gleaming, purple head was mashed up against the gasping slice of her reddened cunt. Her glistening cunt hairs were matted together with his spit and her pussy juice. Her gnarled cuntlips parted for him. He drove forward slowly.

"Oooooh! Oooooh, fuck!" she hollered, gripping the steel bar above her tightly and closing her eyes with need. She bent her back and urged her cunt up at him, trying to impale herself on his cock before he could do anything more. But her legs were still hooked up over his shoulders, and her weird position didn't give her much control. She waited for him to fuck her, her cunt twitching with anticipation.

He glared down into her crotch and watched as the enormous granite mushroom of his cockhead dug under the flaps of her pussy and began to push them apart. The prick crown was so huge, and what was to follow behind it was so thick that he doubted she could take more than a few inches. But the way her rubbery cunt slabs were warping this way and that, things were fairly promising.

"Ooooooh, fuck, cram it inside me! Ooooooh, I need cock so bad!" she groaned, dipping her head in an attempt to follow the progress of his giant prick. "Split me in half! Split me in half with your fucking cock!"

Her cuntlips wrapped themselves around the satin bulb of his cockhead and sucked his prick inside hungrily. Hunks of pink pussy tissue wriggled out her hole and nipped at him, sticking themselves to his hard cock like thick, oily lips. The stiff, reddened button of her clit rubbed down along his prick shaft and folded over on itself.

"Oooooh, fuck! I love it! More! More cock! Push it in till it's in my chest! Every inch! I want every last fucking inch!"

He pressed onwards, and the head of his cock disappeared inside her madly sucking cunt hole. An inch of bloated cockmeat followed. And another. And another. Till her pussy flaps seemed stretched to capacity around the invading prick. But he drove deeper, sending the head of his cockshaft far up her pussy.

"Ooooooh! Ungh! Ungh!" she bleated, closing her eyes once again in concentration. His prick was so fucking huge! She had thought Cheevers' cock was a monster, but this was so much thicker! This was like a fucking baseball bat!

"How do you feel, hot cunt?" he leered. "My cock big enough for you? My cock long and thick enough for that hungry little cunt of yours?"

"Yes! Ohhh, yes! I love it! I love every inch of it! Ram it deep! Ram it so deep!" she pleaded.

Four, five and six inches of cock vanished into her ragged pussy hole and he met the first hint of resistance. Her cunt walls nipped tightly at his bulk, stretched that taut around his fucking prick. He may not have touched bottom yet, but he seemed to have stretched her as wide as she would go. He paused a moment to rest, sweat glistening on his brow.

"Keep going! Don't stop! For fuck's sake, don't stop!" she moaned. "I need every inch of it! Send it deep! Cram me full of cock! Cram me full of your lovely, thick cock!"

He rested one more moment, blinked away the sweat from his eyes, then drove forward, cramming the final inch or two of his colossal prick deep in her gnarled cunt, just as she desired. She expressed no discomfort, and he stayed there a moment between her legs, every last inch of his thick cock embedded in the helpless teenager's deep pussy. His balls were nestled tightly between the nook of her golden thighs.

"Yes! Oooooh, yes!" she breathed, sighing deeply. She felt so full! She felt so utterly crammed with delicious, sewing hard-on! A sweet, satisfied smile broke across her glistening face.

"You took it all! You took every inch!" he praised, gaping at the lips of her pussy wrapped snugly around the base of his cock. "No chick's ever taken all of me before! They all say I'm too thick! They all say I'm too big!"

"You're beautiful! Your cock's fucking fantastic!" she whispered raggedly, her eyelids droopy with lust. "Fuck me now! Fuck that big thick cock back and forth inside me till I can't stand it!" She began to wiggle her ass against him, squishing his balls back into his thighs.

He took a deep breath, and clamping both his great hands around her slender waist, began to fuck his fat cock in and out of her pussy with a series of short, steady jabs. His prick shone with a layer of cunt juice each time his cock pulled back into the open. Her cuntlips wriggled in and out, back and forth as he fucked her.

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" she grunted, her tits shimmying on her chest at every thrust. What a way to earn a living! Fucking your ass off in a backroom storage area! But oh how thrilling! The job didn't matter. Nothing mattered, as long as she had this great, thick cudgel of a cock fucking in and out of her all day long!

"You're so tight! I don't believe it!" he raved. "I don't know how you've taken all my cock! You must be deep as a well, you little slut! You must be made for cock!"

Back and forth, back and forth he drove his cock, carving her cunt hole as wide as he could, bending her pussylips right and left and up and down. By the time he finished, her cunt would be wide enough to drive a truck through! There'd never be any resistance in her cunt again! From now on, she could fuck a horse if she wanted to!

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" she cried, her pussy still spasming. She'd been coming for the better part of ten minutes, it seemed. And she didn't want the feeling ever to stop.

"Shit, I'm gonna come soon! You're sucking me dry! I'm gonna come any minute up your hot little pussy!" he wheezed, his ass cheeks a pale blur as he fucked back and forth between her legs. "Would you believe it! So soon! I've never wanted to come so soon before! You're driving me crazy, you hot little slut! Your cunt's sucking up all my jism already!"

Missy was only half listening, caught up in the long, extended flow of her own climax. The muscles of her cunt pulsed and contracted against his bloated prick, nipping and massaging his cock without mercy. Great oily blasts of cunt juice rolled down her pussy channel and bathed his balls and upper thighs. She was shooting cunt juice out like lava.

"Yeah, I'm there! I'm fucking there!" he roared, drilling his cock into her now with long, vicious strokes. His belly twitched in and out, smacking up against her ass loudly.

He reached up to grasp her jiggling tits, mauled them and squeezed them with his great, clumsy paws. He tweaked her stone-hard nipples and tugged them far up off the plush mounds of flesh. They were like scalding hot pebbles to the touch. And all the while, he fucked in and out of her, never once letting up in his frantic fucking pace. His balls swung crazily beneath him, their scalding load of jism whipped to a fury in his ball sac.

"Come inside me! Yes! Come inside me!" Missy wailed, suddenly aware of what was happening to him. "Splatter me with cum! Shoot out all you've got inside me! I love it! I love jism!" She rammed her ass at him, sinking herself on his hard prick again and again and again.

"Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!" he yelled, biting his lip. He left her tits and gripped both his hands to her ankles, cranking her legs up and apart in a wide, obscene arc. She had had her legs hooked up over his back for long minutes, but now he forced them, far apart in a huge V, splitting her pussy so that he could study her cunt in detail at the moment of climax. Her ass was raised up in the air, supported only by the incessant fucking of his prick in her pussy.

"Coming! Coming up your hot little cunt!" he croaked, plowing his prick into her one last time.

Great steaming wads of spunk belched out his cock tip deep into the helpless teenager's ragged cunt. Far, far up her cunt she felt the hot jizz explode, cascading every which way like some magnificent douche. Cum wriggled and spun up her cunthole, like mercury caught in a tube, spurting out and up in creamy, waxy knots.

"Ooooh! I feel it! Yes, I do! I feel your hot jizz up my cunt!" she groaned, as if in pain. "SO good! So good! So good!"

He strained, his face reddened and drawn with effort. He fucked into her again and again, splashing thick, scalding wads of spunk high in her cunt. Cum jetted out of his prick in waxy gobs, squishing back and forth in her deep pussy channel and seeping back along the driving shaft of his prick. He plunged his cock back inside her, bloating her with enough cum to last her a month.

"Ohhh, so much! So much fucking spunk!" she yelled, her eyes rolling. "So much cum up inside me! I love it! Hot white creamy jizz! Pump me full of it! Spurt it all out inside me!"

She shucked herself up and down under him, accepting each thrust of his granite-hard cock gratefully. She could fuck like this all day! If only he could keep pumping! If only it didn't have to be over!

"Hot little cunt! Cockteasing little whore!" he grunted, watching ropes of white jizz froth back out her cum-blasted cunt. His cock was covered in jism, glistening like a greased pole. He fucked into her steadily, firing off blob after blob of steaming gunk up her hole. He swore he could hear the squirting of his cockhead deep within her pussy.

"Don't stop! Oh, please don't stop!" she begged, sensing a gradual slowing of his hips. "I need your cock inside me so bad! Don't take it out! Let it stay inside me! Oh, please! Don't stop!"

Hot wads of cream still sprang from his prick, but he was easing up in his thrusts, pumping his ass a little more leisurely as he came down from his climax. One more giant squirt, jetting to the very depths of her steaming cunt tunnel, and he was finished, his balls emptied of their sizzling load. He lowered her outspread legs slowly and let them dangle lazily over his twitching thighs.

"Please! I need more! Please fuck me! Don't stop! I'll go crazy! I love your hot cock! I love it!"

He glared at her tiredly, his hips driving into her gently now, his hand mauling her tits with soft, easy strokes. He sensed his cock wilting inside her cum-clogged cunt. His prick chugged in and out of her like a glazed sausage, jism and pussy cream dripping from its surface.

"I'll tell you what," he put in wearily, looking her in the eye. "I'll fuck you up the ass, how's that? I'll cram my cock up your asshole and fuck you till you can't walk. How'd you like that, whore? How'd you like a nice thick cock up your pretty little cock teasing ass?"

Missy felt a quiver of excitement run through her. Up the ass! A cock up her ass! An ass-fuck was probably exactly what she needed to round out this perfect fuck. Only thing was, his cock was so fucking huge! Not that long, necessarily, but thick, like the branch of a fucking tree! Could she take it? Could she take a prick that thick up her tight asshole?

"Yes! Ohhh yes!" she groaned, her belly twitching. "Fuck me up the ass! I want you to! I'd love it! Take that big thick cock of yours and ram it all the way up my ass! I'll take it! I'll take every last inch of it!"

His muscles glistening with a fine coating of sweat, the burly young man pulled back from her, slopped his emptied prick from the soggy, wet folds of her pussy. A great, creamy flow of jizz drooled out of her and soiled the narrow weight bench. Cum ran off the edges and dribbled to the floor noisily. He knelt, thrust his tangled pants lower down his legs, and grabbed her once again by the ankles.

He flipped her onto her side then onto her belly, watching with interest as her huge tits mashed into the bench beneath her. Without being told, she kept her hold on the steel support bar over her head, her hands simply changing position on the thing, as if she were a gymnast.

He leaned over her and pulled her lovely thighs apart with a harsh jerk. Her hair-lined cunt cracked wide and oozed more cum onto the bench. He palmed her plush, pale ass cheeks and spread them apart roughly.

"Nice ass! Nice fucking asshole!" he praised, delighting in the feel of her taut, rubbery little asscheeks. They were the fresh, solid ass cheeks of a teenager, the finely-toned ass buns of a girl who exercised regularly. And he was going to fuck them! He was going to crank them wide with his bull-cock and bury the length of his prick far up her asshole.

"You think it'll go? You think you'll be able to get it up there?" she whispered, her face flat against the supporting panel of the weight bench. "It's awful fucking thick!"

"It'll go! If I have to split you in half, it'll go!" he grunted, taking his cock in hand and plowing the head up and down in the crack between her ass cheeks. He dipped it into the soaking-wet pit of her cunt several times, coating his cockhead with slime and scooping it up along the wide-spread furrow. Her ass-split gleamed with oily juice.

"I love it! I love getting fucked up the ass!" she moaned. "It feels so strange! Like nothing else I've ever done! It feels so kinky!"

"Well, here goes, bitch, kinky or not! Get ready for a stiff cock up your ass! Here we go!" He primed his prick two or three times in his fist, making sure his cock was totally stiff. Then he guided the cockhead to the crinkled circle of her asshole, plopped his prick tip against the tight ring, and pressed forward. Her plush ass began to dent around the invading thickness.

"Oooooh! Ooooooh!" she grunted, her mouth bent out of shape against the bench back. "So fucking big! So fucking huge!"

"We haven't even started yet! Before we're through you'll be begging me to stop! This'll be more cock than you could ever want up that sweet little asshole of yours, my cute little whore! Feel it! Feel it go in!"

He braced his prick in his hand, keeping his cock straight under all the pressure. Her asshole was not budging, and a bend was developing in the middle of his cock. He bore down harder, twisting his prickhead painfully between her tight ass cheeks. Her body slid forward slightly under his weight.

"Oooooh! Oooooh!" she complained, a gnawing ache beginning in her asshole. Maybe his prick wouldn't go after all! Maybe she couldn't take a cock so thick! She bit her lip and clenched her eyes shut tight.

"Gonna ass-fuck you till you can't stand it!" he gloated, glaring into the small of her back. Under all the strain, her back was buckling oddly, developing a deep hollow as her ass was pushed forward and her tits squished into the bench below. Her ass cheeks were rising, forced high off the bench by the power of his thrust.

"It might not go! It might be too big!" she moaned, the first signs of panic rising in her voice. She wondered briefly if she could really hurt herself, letting a guy fuck you up the ass. Her asshole wasn't built for this.

"It's going! Fuck, it's going! Feel it!" he roared, clenching his teeth. "My cock's going up your asshole!" From his tone, it seemed he was just as surprised as she was, in spite of his early confidence.

"Unggghhh! Unggghh!" Missy yelped, digging her thighs into the sides of the bench. She swore she heard a cracking sound, and suddenly the great thick log of cock was fucking into her asshole, cranking wide her ass cheeks and plowing inward, deep into the steaming darkness of her asshole. "Unggghhh! Unggghhh! Unggghhh!"

"Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!" he croaked, watching the great satin bulb of his cockhead dig under the reddened circle of her asshole. Her skin was folding down over him, sucking his huge, bloated prick tip inside like an old friend. His cock wedged itself between her ass cheeks like a crowbar.

"Oooooh! Oooooh! Unggghhh!" she groaned, her lower body suddenly numb.

"The head's inside! The head's completely inside your asshole!" he reported, sinking more and more of his weight onto his granite-hard cock. A full inch of scarlet cockmeat followed. And another, prying her ass cheeks apart like soft mounds of dough.

"I can't feel anything! My ass is all numb!" she complained, tears in her eyes. "Ohhh, it's so fucking big!"

"Two inches! Three inches! Four inches!" he announced, sinking lower and lower on her. He had climbed over her and was now bending his cock down, burying his prick inch after ball churning inch between her ass cheeks. There was still an erotic hill rising from her lower back as her ass swept up at him invitingly.

"Ohhh, God! Ohhh, fuck! I can't stand it!" she moaned. "You're splitting me in half! Your cock'll break me in two!"

"It's going! It's going!" was all he could say. His eyes glared steadily at his huge prick as his cock disappeared. Five, six, seven inches slid neatly into her asshole.

"How much more? How much more cock do I have to take?" she pleaded, a whimper in her voice. There was still no feeling in her lower body.

"One more inch! One last, glorious inch!" he told her, and with a final thrust of his hips he rammed his prick into her, embedding all eight inches of fat cockmeat in the sweet teenager's ravaged asshole. His crotch hair scratched and crackled against her smooth, rounded ass cheeks. Her puckered ass circle was no more. His shaft was surrounded by a bright-pink ring of taut skin.

"Ooooh! Unggghhh!" she bleated, her knuckles turning white on the supporting bar.

And she suddenly saw herself as if in a mirror, spread-eagled on the weightlifting bench, her arms spread wide, clutching tightly to the upper bar, her legs cranked out on either side of her. She saw the deep valley between her shoulder blades and ass cheeks, and her huge tits mashed under her like big, soft pillows. And she saw the huge hulking form of this crazy weightlifter behind her, the muscles in his arms and chest bulging, his cock, an eight inch bar crammed all the way up her ass.

"Sweet little whore! Sweet little whore!" he chanted softly, beginning to fuck her with gentle, measured strokes. The channel of her asshole was like a tight fist, and he couldn't plunge his prick in and out the way he had fucked in her cunt. The outer layer of cock skin was clamped solid, and all that moved was the thick inner shank of his prick. But that was fine. That was enough.

"You're fucking me up the ass!" she marveled, as if she'd only just realized what was happening to her. "All eight inches of great, thick cock fucking rue up the ass! Oooooh! Oooooh! Ooooooh!"

Her body writhed forward again and again, crushed and jerked by his mighty lunges. She began to pant softly in time with his thrusts, her mouth smeared against the back of the bench in a strange snarl. The hillock of her ass pumped back and forth, back and forth.

"Such an ass you've got, you sweet little cunt!" he complimented her. "I bet you give guys hard-ons just walking down the street with an ass like this, huh? I bet you wear tight jeans and cut-offs that let the cheeks bulge out and tiny bikini pants, don't you? Just to get all the boys good and randy. Don't you, whore? Don't you, filthy little slut?"

"Yes! Oh, God, yes!" she groaned beneath him, excited beyond words at his dirty, abusive talk. It was all true. He had her number and no mistake. Why deny any of it? She loved to cocktease, to use her body to get guys excited, whether she had any intention of letting them fuck her or not. She loved to give guys hard-ons.

"And those tits, I bet you like to use those too, don't you? Do they drive guys crazy, those huge tits of yours? Do guys cream in their pants just looking at them? I bet you never wear bras, do you? I bet you let your tits wobble all over everywhere when you're out on the street, don't you? I bet you let the nipples poke through and drive guys mad, don't you? Don't you, little slut whore?"

"Yes! Ohhh, God, yes!" she moaned, almost sobbing. Why was he doing this to her? Why was he talking like this? Wasn't he abusing her enough, cramming his cock up her ass, drilling it deep into her belly?

"Such an ass! Such tits! You should use them in some way. You're wasting your time working as a salesgirl. You should be posing for men's magazines, spreading your legs and showing off your split cunt. Show the pink! Show the pink! You should be making fuck movies, fucking and sucking guys in front of cameras! You'd be in great demand. With a body like yours, and that sweet and innocent little whore face of yours, there's no telling where you might end up! You could become a star, my little slut friend!"

All the time he was talking, he was fucking his cock up her ass, gaining in speed, drilling deeper as, he grew more excited. He seemed to be really getting off on talking to her as if she were a street slut. His prick drove even deeper into her aching asshole.

"Unggghhh! Unggghhh!" she snorted as she bucked forward again and again. "Yes! Fuck me up the ass! Fuck me deep up the ass with that huge cock of yours!"

Again her attitude changed. She had gone from horny pleading like this to cries of doubt and panic as his prick, started to fuck her. Now she was bogging again, pleading far him to fuck her asshole and drive her mad with lust. The numbness was lifting. She could feel her lower body again. A sweet, rippling warmth was spreading up from her plugged asshole.

In and out, in and out he fucked his stone-hard cock, plowing between her wide-split ass buns into the deep inner reaches of her ass. He had thought earlier that she would be able to fuck a horse by the time he got through with her cunt. Well, the same would now be true for her asshole! He'd cranked her ass so wide no one would ever again have any trouble fucking this hot little slut up the ass! She'd be a natural, tailor-made for ass-fucking!

"Cram it deep! Cram it deep up my ass! And talk dirty to me! Say more dirty things to me!" she whimpered, pumping her lush ass cheeks back onto his plunging prick time after time. The warm sweetness was spreading into her tits.

"Ass-fuck! Gonna ass-fuck you till you scream!" he yelled, only too willing to oblige her. "Gonna split these fantastic ass cheeks in two! Gonna fuck you so deep you'll fed my cock in your throat!"

"Yes! Like that! Talk to me like that and fuck me deep! Fill my asshole with your cock!"

"Whore! Slut-whore!" he went. On, his excitement getting the better of him. "What a hot little cum-sucker you are! I bet you like to drink cum too, don't you? I bet you like it not just up your cunt and up your ass. IL bet you like to drink it all down to your stomach, don't you? Do you like to suck a guy dry, huh? Do you, cunt-slut?" His ass cheeks twitched and pumped madly, driving the log of his cock far inside the helpless girl. He mauled her ass buns with his fingers and left white marks all over her beautiful ass cheeks.

"Yes! Ohhh, yes! I love to suck cocks! I love to drink cum! I can't get enough! I love to suck up spunk from guys' balls and swallow it all down! And in my face! I love to let guys come in my face! That's so exciting! So fucking exciting!"

The muscled young man groaned deeply. At this rate, he'd be coming any second. He thought he was in control. He thought he had her where he wanted her, helpless and embedded on his rampant hard-on. But he couldn't keep this up much longer. He couldn't listen to what she was saying and not lose his load soon. And he thought he was talking dirty! This little whore was topping him! She was saying stuff that left him weak in the knees!

"Ass-fuck me! Cram my ass full of cock!" she wailed, half out of her mind. "Come up my ass! I love cum! I love it up my ass, and up my cunt, and in my mouth, and all over my face! I'll never get enough! I'll never get enough cock, I'll never get enough jism! I'm a fucking nympho! I love it! I fucking love it!"

He pounded her roughly, too far gone now for any niceties. He was unable to say anymore. It was all too much. He was too far gone. All he could do now was fuck her hard and spray her insides with spunk. It was too late for anything else. He couldn't listen to her and hold back any longer. He fucked her one last time and his balls exploded.

Thick knots of jism curled out from his cock and hosed the dark tunnel of her asshole. He sprayed the rubbery walls with cum, jetting the sizzling paste again and again up her ass. One, two, three times, his cock fired off wad after wad of scalding spunk that pooled in her rear channel like wax.

"You're going off up my ass! I feel you! All that spunk! All that spunk firing off up my ass! Love it! Love it to death! Don't stop! Pump me full of cum! Fill me with cum! Pump my asshole full of hot, creamy jizz."

She pushed her ass cheeks back at him, letting him bury his granite prick far up her ass. It felt so weird, so odd! What an absolutely kinky feeling to have a guy shoot his jism far up her asshole! It was really one of the most exciting things she could do with a guy.

"You feel it, whore? You feel my cock shooting cum up your ass? How do you like it? How do you like getting ass-fucked?"

"I crave it! Jet it deep! Jet it deep! I want all you've got! Ohhh, yes!"

More steaming blobs of jizz shot out, coiling and twirling in her asshole like hot grease. His prick fired in strong geysers, jetting cum up along her ass channel and coating his plunging cock with ribbons of white. There were gobs of cum sliding about inside her, wriggling and writhing like tadpoles up her ass. It seemed he couldn't stop coming.

"Ohhh what a hot, filthy slut you are! Ohhh, fuck, you'll drain a guy dry! Your ass is snapping at me! It's sucking out all my cum! Ohhh, fuck!"

"Hose it! Hose my asshole with jizz?" she bleated, turning her head at an angle to peer over her shoulder at him. Her face was a glistening mask of sweat. "Cram your cock up my asshole! Fill me with jizz! Don't stop! Don't ever stop!"

He didn't. He kept right on fucking her up the ass, spouting out his jism in an unending flood. Even when he caught sight of the female figure looming in the doorway, he didn't slow down in his movements. He merely stared at her, unable to stop. He stared at her and fucked Missy without letup.

Miss Grimsby stood in the doorway with her hands on her hips, trying to find words to put a stop to the obscene spectacle in front of her. But for the moment she could say nothing. She was in a state of shock. The dirty little salesgirl slut was nude on the weight bench, her tits hanging out of her T-shirt, a pair of silk shorts torn around her crotch, and some big bruiser was fucking her up the ass, drilling his long pole of cock into her willing asshole! It was unbelievable!

At last Missy, too, caught sight of her grim faced supervisor. Her body was still rippling with pleasure, accepting jet after jet of jism with gratitude. Her face was contorted out of shape with lust. She panted hotly and snorted into the sweat-slick weight bench. And then she smiled weakly, opening her mouth to speak in a jerky, little-girl voice.

"Hi, Miss Grimsby!" she said. "I was just demonstrating the weight bench for this gentleman! I think he really likes how it performs!"

CHAPTER FIVE

Missy was transferred to another department. Miss Grimsby had stood speechless in the doorway for maybe a minute, then had stalked off to report the young salesgirl's outrageous behavior to Mr. Cheevers. The girl was a slut, Miss Grimsby told him, no better than a common street whore who would rather seduce their customers than sell them any merchandise. She should be fired without delay.

"Let's not be hasty, Geraldine," he replied, watching the older woman carefully. "Maybe there was some misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding! I caught the little whore stark naked in the storage room, letting some muscleman... I can't say it!"

"Letting some muscleman what, Geraldine?" he went on, truly curious.

"Letting some muscleman put his... thing up her rear end! She was having sex with an absolute stranger, anal sex, on company time! We were paying her wages while she rutted like a bitch in heat!"

"Aren't we being a little harsh, Geraldine?" he persisted, a thin film of sweat forming on his brow. "The girl is young. Don't you think she deserves a second chance?"

Miss Grimsby couldn't believe what she was hearing. Why wasn't he coming down to the sporting department right now? Why wasn't he insisting they throw out the young slut immediately? She raved on, becoming quite excited, threatening to resign unless something was done about the little bitch. Eventually Cheevers agreed.

Miss Grimsby was a fifteen-year veteran of the store, and he didn't want to lose her considerable abilities. On the other hand, he didn't want the little cunt, Missy Treats, causing any trouble for him. He agreed to get the young girl out of Miss Grimsby's department immediately. He wouldn't fire her. He was determined to give her another chance. But Miss Grimsby wouldn't have to see her ever again. He would transfer the teenager to another area.

Miss Grimsby complained bitterly, truly at a loss as to why he would wish to protect the young slut. But he was the boss, there was nothing she could do about it. She insisted he come with her right away and tell the youngster himself. She was so angry she couldn't speak to her. At all costs, she wanted Missy Treats put of the sporting department within the hour.

And so it was that Missy got the rest of that day off. Mr. Cheevers came to see her just as she was finishing cleaning herself up after her marathon fuck session in the store room. The muscular, young stud had long since left her with barely a word, not even telling her he would buy the damn weight bench, and she was dressing herself in her own clothes, waiting for the axe to fall.

When Cheevers didn't fire her after all, but simply told her to report the following morning to the lingerie department she was ecstatic. She thought for sure he would get rid of her. His only warning was that if she were involved in any more sexual exploits, he'd have no choice but to let her go, regardless of what she had on him. He couldn't let the store be turned into a common bawdy house.

She gave him her coyest smile, fondled him briefly by the balls, and left the store to spend the rest of the day relaxing. It was so nice to have job security!

She soaked herself in a hot bath and tried to ease the discomfort in her lower body. Her ass and cunt were still sore from the amazing fucking they had undergone.

The next morning, she reported for work early, determined to make a good impression. She really hadn't meant to let things get so out of hand yesterday. It was just that once she got started, she couldn't help herself. She was always like that. All a guy had to do was get her a little stimulated, and she was off and fucking.

She wore her most homely dress, put on hardly any make-up, and tried to look her prim and proper best. Cheevers really was right. If she couldn't control herself, she really had no business working in the store. There were other things in life than sex. She just had to remember that. She simply had to keep saying it over and over to herself.

Unfortunately, Cheevers' choice of the lingerie department for Missy's next attempt at becoming a successful salesgirl was not a good one. To be surrounded all day long by sexy underthings was one thing. But to handle the wispy, silky garments hour after hour was another. By mid-afternoon she was horny all over again, ready to go out and attack the nearest cock.

It took all her concentration to keep her mind on the job, to answer the various ladies' questions as they sought out bras and panties and sultry nightgowns. Good thing I have to deal mostly with women, she mused, or I might be sorely tempted to give some guy the come-on. She found herself looking at the clock every few minutes, wishing the day was over. Once off work, she could get herself fucked.

When the store closed at six o'clock and the last few stragglers wandered toward the doors, she sighed with relief. She'd made it through an entire day without getting herself in trouble. She could control herself when she really needed to. She'd be a success as a salesgirl yet!

She reached under the counter for her purse, making sure she was the last salesgirl to leave the area. But as she stood, she was confronted by two terribly handsome young men in business suits.

"I'm sorry," she began, eyeing them with interest, "but we're all closed up. You'll have to come back tomorrow."

The taller one ran his gaze up and down her lovely body. "We're salesmen. Mr. Cheevers sent us down here to show off some of our items, but we got sidetracked and we're running a little late. Could you spare us a minute or two?"

"I'm sorry. I'm not authorized to buy any articles for the store. You'll have to see my supervisor tomorrow." She began to move out from behind the counter.

"It'll only take a minute. We could leave the sample merchandise overnight, and then in the morning you could show them to your supervisor and have her phone us back. Come on, we'll show you what we've got."

The taller one touched her elbow, urging her gently from behind to stay. Together the three of them moved into an alcove where Missy's superior had her desk. Both men snapped open small briefcases and began to extract items of flimsy underwear.

"Here's our new line of bras," the second man said, handing her the wispiest of sheer white brassieres. "It's very popular with teenage girls. I'm sure you could sell hundreds of them if you displayed them properly."

"And this is our latest design in panties," added the other, letting her feel the pale-blue material.

Missy felt herself getting randier by the minute. All this stuff was so sexy, so lovely. And these two men were just dreamboats! If it was up to her, the store would buy all the stuff these guys had to offer. She examined the underwear carefully, trying to keep her mind on the matter at hand.

"And then we have a very special line of goods that perhaps you could sell under the counter. This is a family store, we realize, and some of these items are a little too saucy to be put on display."

"Maybe I could try them on," Missy suggested, her heart racing in her ribcage. "Would you mind? I could judge much better if I could try them on."

The two men exchanged glances, then stared at the pretty teenager doubtfully. They held the racy items in their hands, taken aback at her sudden suggestion. "Maybe we'd better skip the saucy stuff and show, your line of cosmetics," one of them said.

"You have make-up too! Great! I can be your model! Tell you what. You help me make up my face and then I'll put on some of your sexiest underwear. That way we can see what the whole package looks like!"

Again the two men exchanged glances, but she was slipping between them, sitting herself down in the desk chair, leaning her lovely head back expectantly.

"Go ahead. Put some of the make-up on me!" she insisted. "There's no one around. Everyone's gone home. You wanted to show me your stuff, so go ahead! I guarantee the store will buy everything you have to sell!"

The shorter man took out a small case from under the piles of lingerie and unzipped, it. Cradling Missy's head, he began to apply thick swaths of eye make-up to her lovely face. While the other man watched, he coated her eyelids with thick globs of dark blue eyeshadow. Then, without pausing, he began daubing her full lips with an oily, purple lip gloss. In seconds, she was transformed from a sweet-looking teenager into a horny looking whore. Her eyelids were like two dark bruises, her lips like juicy purple fruit.

"I love it! It's fantastic!" she praised, gazing raptly into the mirror held up in front of her. "It's so sexy! Just wearing this stuff puts you in the mood!"

"In the mood for what?" prompted the makeup man, leaning back to examine his handiwork.

"You know! Fucking and sucking! What else?" The men glanced at each other yet again, and one of them stepped back and coughed. "You said you'd like to try on some of our special underwear. How about these?"

He was handing her an extremely brief, shocking-pink bra trimmed with tiny frills of red. In his other hand he clutched a matching pair of panties. He watched as she examined the items, half-expecting her to cast them aside as too obscene. When she smiled knowingly his heart began to pound in his chest.

"Why you naughty boys! This stuff is really sexy!" she purred, feeling the bra with her fingers. "I bet this doesn't cover a girl up at all, does it?"

"There's only one way to find out," the man encouraged, reaching a hand into his crotch. Just hearing the sexy teenager talk was giving him a hard-on!

"You're right," agreed Missy, and, without hesitation, she laid the underwear out on the desk and stood up to undress.

She unzipped her dress and let it slip from her shoulders, stepping from it and folding it over the back of the chair before they could comment further. She reached for the flimsy bra and hooked it in back of her, folding her monster tits snugly into its cones. The two men gasped at the sight of her tumbling tits.

"There are no ends to them!" she giggled. "They let my nipples stick right out!"

She stared down at the protruding knobs of her nipples as they jutted out and up from the holes of the bra. The garment was little more than a harness to support her massive tits and thrust them out more brazenly. It did nothing to hide her tits, but simply forced them up high, emphasizing her rubbery, hard nipples by letting them peek free from two huge, three-inch-wide holes.

"Jesus Christ!" one of the men muttered under his breath.

"Are the panties the same?" she asked with a girlish, innocent enthusiasm. She sat down again, sliding her underpants and hose down off her crotch. Then she grabbed the tight, silk panties, pulled them up her legs and stood up to look at herself. She began to giggle again.

The panties were totally crotchless. Two silk flaps made up the garment, but a huge swath of material had been left out, so that the crack of her ass and the bristling blonde bush of her cunt were on lewd display. Her tufted pussy mound burst out from between the two pink triangles.

"Holy fuck!" the second salesman gasped.

"What else have you got? What's this?" she asked, reaching for a thin loop of elastic material from the open briefcase. "A suspender belt! Fantastic! I'm going to look like a regular whore before I'm finished!"

She wrapped the pink suspender belt around her waist, fastened it, and adjusted the dangling straps below. Then she fumbled about in the pile of underthings till she found a pair of light grey stockings. She hauled them up over her lovely, slender legs and attached their tops to the sexy garters. She finally stood up proudly with her hands on her hips and waited for inspection.

"Well, what do you think, boys? Do I look sexy enough? Do I look like an expensive whore?"

The men groaned. That's exactly what she looked like. Usually the women they sold this stuff to were older, fading in their looks, anxious to retain the interest of their bored husbands. This little girl was a sweet teenager, in the full bloom and health of youth. Having her decked out in the erotic underwear was like being confronted, in the flesh, with one of those lush beauties from the centerfolds of the most expensive men's magazines.

"I feel so sexy! I can't help it! This stuff does it to you! It really makes you feel like fucking and sucking!"

She moved slowly back and forth in front of them, her thighs flexing in the sheer grey stockings, her ass bursting out from between the tiny rear flaps of the pink panties. The suspender belt was stretched taut across her flat, brown belly. The elastic garter straps framed her bristling cunt sexily. Her tits swelled out over the top of the flimsy bra and her nipples, nearly an inch long, poked up to the ceiling sharply.

The two men watched her quietly, cocks throbbing softly in their pants. Experienced as they both were in the area of womens' underwear, neither one of them had ever seen anything quite like Missy. She was just too erotic for words. She was a walking advertisement, not just for lingerie, but for, sex.

"Would you like me to suck you both off?" she asked suddenly, turning to face them. "You both look kind of weak in the knees. I guess I've gotten you both pretty excited, huh?"

The two men said nothing. They glared at her as if they were seeing some strange, exotic creature.

"I'll do it. I'll gladly suck you off. Or anything else you might have in mind. Wearing this stuff makes you pretty horny, believe me!"

Still the two men said nothing. They were rooted to the spot. They gaped at her stupidly. One of them opened his mouth but no sound came out.

"Come here. Let me offer you some relief," she went on pleasantly. "It's the least I can do after getting you all hot and bothered. Come on, there's no one around."

She sat down at the desk chair and swiveled to face them. Without speaking, they shuffled towards her, like two shy little boys. They came to a stop just in front of her and gazed down passively at the top of her blonde head. One of them folded his arms and the other planted his hands on his hips.

"I don't mind sucking off two guys at the same time. Really. It turns me on, as a matter of fact. The more men the better, I always say. You can never have enough cock on hand. Never."

She reached up and clasped two sets of flies in her fingers. Then she tugged down, unzipping the men simultaneously. She turned to unclasp the top of one pair of pants, then did the same thing with the other. She pushed both pairs of slacks to the floor and raised her eyes to examine the twin bulges in both pairs of shorts.

"It looks like you're both getting hard," she noted, staring at their short fronts. Both pairs of underpants were swelled out as with some monstrous growth. She smiled sweetly to herself.

Both men suddenly obliged her by unbuttoning their shirts. Two hairy, well-muscled bellies came into view. They wriggled out of their shirts, stepped from the tangles of pants at their feet, and stood before the horny teenager wearing nothing but their shorts. They looked down at her and waited for her next move.

Missy planted a hand on each of their warm hard-ons, caressing their balls and the fat shafts of their cocks through their cotton shorts. She turned her face up to them briefly and smiled, running a pink tongue over her full and puffy lips.

"I'm going to like your cocks, I have a feeling," she murmured, massaging their spongy pricks gently. "They feel so big! They feel so wonderfully big!"

Unable to wait any longer, she hooked her long fingers into the top of one pair of shorts and pulled down. In a flash, she had the garment around his ankles and was lifting her face up to examine the newly exposed prize.

"It's beautiful! Just beautiful!" she praised, taking in every inch of his huge cock and licking her lips hungrily.

The thing was about seven inches long, and hung heavily from his crotch like a sleeping snake. It had begun to grow already, she could tell, but as yet still pointed to the floor, its foreskin pulled halfway off the gleaming, satin cockhead. The tall salesman's prick was thick and full, a dark brown color, with a great, ugly, purple vein writhing up its side as far as the head. His cock tilted oddly a little to the left.

She wanted to grab his prick, to hold his cock in her hand. She wanted to rub his cockhead all over her face, lick his prick, put his cock in her mouth and suck his cum out. But she waited. There was something else she had to do first. She dug her fingers under the short salesman's shorts, hauled them down to the ground, looked up to check the other naked cock. She drew in her breath a second time.

"My God, they're both huge!" she raved, licking her lips. "They're both fucking horse cocks!"

She gazed at the second prick with wonder. It was even bigger than the other, perhaps eight inches long, and its head was completely exposed like a shiny red softball. His cock hung down from its forest of pubic hair like somebody's arm. She doubted she could get her fingers all the way around the short man's prick.

"Can I play with them? Please? Can I play with them?" she whimpered, her heart pounding.

Missy brought up both hands and touched her fingers to the undersides of the two huge pricks. She raised both cockheads on her palms and examined the two of them closely. She wanted to know them thoroughly. She didn't want to miss a single thing about them. They were so beautiful and so fucking huge!

Wrapping her slender fingers around each one, she lifted them higher, hefted them in her hands, tried to judge their weight. Each prick felt like it weighed several pounds. She squeezed them gently, pulled them tenderly towards her. Her mouth was watering.

"They're so beautiful!" she murmured, her eyes wide with respect. "They're just fucking gorgeous! I love both of them!"

She opened her mouth, poked out her tongue, and leaned forward. Using gentle, slow strokes, she began to lick up the underside of the cock on her right. Her velvety tongue scraped the pulsing prick shaft tenderly, from balls to head. Globs of deep purple lipstick smeared from her plush lips onto the growing cockpole.

"Jesus Christ," the man on the right muttered. He closed his eyes a moment, pleasure pulsing through his balls.

Missy moved her head up and down with long, lazy dips, covering his stiffening cock with spittle and making his prick shine with lip gloss. His cock grew steadily in her hand, forcing her fingers wider by the minute. Its bloated head shone brightly. Her other hand shucked the tall man's cock up and down with easy, regular strokes.

"What a tongue she has! What a hot tongue the little cunt has!" the short man praised. He placed a hand in her hair and caressed the side of her head as she sucked his cock.

Then she backed off him, turning to the tall man's cock, beginning to lick his prick with similar long, slow strokes. The cock had grown at least two inches while she'd been caring for its twin. The tall man's throbbed in her fist like a hunk of rubber hose pipe. Its foreskin had peeled back completely from the dark-purple cockhead.

"Do you like this? Do you like it when little Missy licks your cocks?" she asked, smiling up at them coyly. "Does my tongue feel good on your aching hard-ons?"

The men said nothing. They both gazed down dazedly at the top of her blonde head, watching the small pink pad of her tongue as it wriggled and curled on their cocks. In her deep blue eyeshadow and purple lip gloss, she looked incredibly sexy and whorish.

Her head dipped lower, and she slurped and slobbered at a huge pair of bloated balls. They were dangling heavily in their wrinkled pouch, and she began to chase them with her mouth, teasing them this way and that with her tongue until she caught one between her lips. She sucked the tall man's ball inside and rolled his ball about on her tongue, bathing his ball in her heated, wet mouth.

"Ooooooh!" the tall man groaned, tilting back his head. Her tongue whirled on his captured ball, lifting it up and down and forcing it against the smooth wall of her cheek. He could feel his jism squirming hotly.

Still pumping the short man's cock in her curled fingers, Missy concentrated on the ball that was resting on her chin. She cranked wide her lips, dipped her face again, and siphoned the second ball inside to join its twin on her tongue. Both balls swelled out her cheeks ridiculously, and she turned up her face to show the two men the incredible sight.

"Mmmmmm," she moaned proudly, washing the captured balls with her warm saliva. Her face was swelled beyond recognition.

"Me too! Me too!" the short salesman protested, and Missy spit out the ball sac, moving over to his swinging pouch, licking his balls with a few gentle sweeps of her tongue. His balls looked like two eggs caught in a pink, hairy bag, and in seconds she had cranked wide her jaw and sucked the entire sac inside. She mashed them softly in her face.

Both men were muttering to themselves now, their eyes glued to the lewd spectacle below. "Cocksucker..." they said, and, "Hot slut... dirty little cunt... teenage whore... filthy cockteaser."

Missy spit the second bag of balls from her lips, leaving it dangling wetly just like the other, its tiny hairs glistening with saliva. She began licking strongly, moving from cock to cock and scouring each prick shaft with her tongue as she jacked the two of them off. Both cocks were granite hard, brought nearly to full erection by her expert mouth work.

Then she paused a moment and glared at the twin cocks in her fists as if she were seeing them for the first time. As she watched, both cock tips cracked open a fraction and oozed out a crystal of fuck juice. The two bubbles sat there on the cock crowns, and just as they began to roll slowly down toward the flanges of the cocks she moved forward and stuck out her tongue. She licked up both pearls of cum quickly. She savored the taste of the precum and gazed up at the two men, a flash of triumph in her eyes.

"Ohhhhh shit... fucking whore... cocksucker..." they mumbled, their balls quaking. Each cock glowed with spit and lipstick in her fists. They pulsed gently, like sleeping snakes.

"You're both starting to leak! I guess you're pretty turned on, huh?" Missy teased, her eyes crinkling wickedly at them. She stared at the cockheads some more, then tilted her face towards them and began to play with them all over again. What she did made both men groan deeply.

Clamping both cocks firmly in her fists, she began to rub them harshly into her face. She crammed a cockhead into each cheek, then worked upwards, circling the oozing prick tips around and around her temples, over her forehead, and down each side of her nose. She closed her eyes tight and massaged each cock into the sockets, smearing clear fluid onto her eyelids and matting her long lashes together. Then she worked both pricks down to her mouth.

She planted a cockhead at each corner of her mouth and wriggled her tongue back and forth over them, digging its tip into each piss-slit in turn. Her lipstick, like the eyeshadow above, was smeared every which way across her face, giving her an even more whorish look. She wrapped her lips over one cock, then the other, and finally nudged both cockheads with her tongue, leaving the men gasping for breath.

Mashing both cocks in her fists, like a bunch of flowers she was trying to crush, Missy bent her head, opened her mouth wide, and slipped their combined bulk between her lips. Her mouth opened wide, her lips splitting at the corners, and both cockheads were inside, bloating her cheeks, throbbing on her tongue, threatening to split her face in half any minute.

"Look at that! Look at what she's doing!" the tall man groaned. "Both cocks! Both fucking cocks in her mouth! She's taking us both at the same time! She's sucking us both off! Two cocks! Two cocks in her whore-slut face at once!"

Missy lowered herself as far as she could on the bloated cocks, taking the heads and maybe an inch of prick shaft of both before she started to gag. Her lips were stretched to the ripping point around the huge cock poles. Her nostrils flared and panted noisily. Her face was wedged tight on the twin hard-ons.

Her lips wriggled forward, and she absorbed another inch of each cock. But that was as far as she could go. Both cocks were expanding still, and she feared that if she sucked any further she would get stuck. She began to back slowly, reluctantly off the two swollen hunks of prickmeat. They gleamed brightly in the light.

Once off the cocks altogether, she pumped them steadily in her fists for maybe a minute, getting them fully hard and ready for action. She watched each one closely, moving forward to lick off an oozing pearl of pre-cum once in a while. Then she began to rub them into her face all over again, coating her lovely features with snail trails of silver cum.

"What a whore... what a hot little cockteaser... suck them cocks... eat 'em... what a filthy slut..." the two men went on.

Missy took the short man's cock between her lips and sucked his prick deep inside her throat, swallowing four inches of prick shaft before its owner had realized what had happened. She adjusted her head a little, aligned her throat properly, then moved on down, sliding in five, six, seven inches of cock easily. Then she paused a moment and backed off an inch or two before plunging all the way down, sucking in all eight inches of hot cock hungrily. She shucked her head up and down, letting the prick fuck her face with regular, deep strokes. Each time she moved down, her lips and teeth nipped at his crotch hair, her nose nudged his lower belly.

Then, just as quickly, she slipped off the cock, moving over to the other one, bending the tall man's prick inside her lips and to the back of her throat without a second thought. She licked down along its strong hulk, savoring the taste of the pulsing, rubbery flesh. Her tongue fed his cock back deep, corkscrewing his prick far into the recesses of her throat.

"I love to suck cock! I fucking love it!" she grunted as she moved yet again from one cock to the other. "Aren't I a good cocksucker? Don't you think so? I can suck cock real good, huh? Aren't your balls just churning?"

She switched rapidly now from one cock to the other, plunging her mouth all the way down one, then backing off, turning to the second one, pumping her face up and down on the prick as if her life depended on it. Her fists clasped each prick around its base and shucked up and down constantly. Both cocks were fully erect, hopelessly swollen and trembling. They were both ready for action.

CHAPTER SIX

"One of you fuck me!" Missy pleaded, staring up at the two men. "One of you fuck me while I suck the other off! Please! I need a cock inside me right now!"

The men didn't need to be asked twice. Pulling back from her, they urged her toward the desk and swept piles of papers and folders to the floor with a clatter. They lifted her, helping her onto the desk, lowering her to her back across its wooden top. Her tits flopped out over the lewd bra. Her suspenders stretched sexily as she moved.

"Yes! On the desk! Fuck me on the desk!" she begged, a film of sweat glistening on her features. She lay back willingly on the cleared desk top, glancing anxiously at the two erect cocks as they swung in unison. She was worried the cocks would begin to sag, and as soon as she could, she grabbed a cock and pulled the prick roughly toward her face. The tall man stood by the side of the desk as she sucked his cock into her mouth.

The short salesman moved between her legs. He stood at the edge of the desk and gripped her tightly by the ankles. He placed her legs over his haunches and stepped forward, his bloated cock in hand. Her cunt gaped wide for him and oozed out a pool of pussy oil onto the desk top. He planted his cockhead up against her open cunt and jiggled his prick about, coating his cockhead in her cunt sap. Then he slipped gently forward.

"Mmmmmmffffff!" she groaned ecstatically around the cock embedded in her mouth. She felt the wonderful, hot bulk of a giant cock entering her cunt. The short man's prick felt like a giant fist going up inside her.

"This is what you want, cunt? This what you've been craving?" the one between her legs asked. He drove forward, burying one, two, three inches of stiff cock in her rubbery pussy hole.

"Mmmmmmffffff!" moaned Missy, sucking hungrily on the tall man's cock. Two cocks in her at the same time! One in her mouth and one up her cunt! How wonderful! How fucking fantastic! She loved cock! Cock was what she lived for! Big pricks made her life worth living!

Four, five, six inches of cock disappeared up Missy's sweet cunt while the other prick sawed back and forth between her ravaged lips. There was a pause, a slight withdrawal, and then two inches more drove up her pussy. She purred and whimpered on the cock in her mouth. The other guy was in her cunt all the way! She could feel his crotch hair against her ass. She wrapped her legs tightly around the small of his back.

Both men suddenly went wild, fucking her with strong, vicious lunges that sent their stiffened pricks far into the horny girl. Six and seven inches at a time were plunging into her face, sawed back and forth between her lips savagely. Between her outspread thighs, all eight inches of the other cock bucked in and out. Missy's tits joggled, her entire body wracked by the outrageous pricks.

"Suck it! Suck that cock, slut!" the tall man said, knifing his cock deep into her spasming throat. "Eat every fucking inch of it, whore! Eat every last inch of my steaming cock!"

Missy rolled her eyes, clinging to the side of the desk with white knuckles. Her free hand clutched him by the balls. If things got to be too much to take, she could always squeeze them tight. Either he'd stop and complain or he'd come, one or the other.

"Such a cunt! Such a cunt! So fucking deep!" the other salesman grunted, pistoning his ass cheeks in and out, cramming his entire prick far up Missy's quaking cunt. His cock gleamed in the light because of clinging pussy juice. His balls swung wildly back and forth.

Both men reached forward to claw at her tits. Her huge tits were quivering on her chest, jerked harshly by the force of the thrusting cock. Her nipples poked up high off their pink circles, raw and aching and in need of a caress. Her nipples were long thick stubs of rubbery tension. They soared out of the obscene holes in her bra like tiny wet cocks.

"What a whore! What a fucking whore! Both of us at the same time! You realize what she's doing? She's fucking the both, of us at the same time!" one of the salesmen was telling the other. Sweat rolled down his chest and into his crotch hair.

"She's just a fucking slut! Just a crazy little whore!" said the other. Both pistoned their cocks into her without letup.

"Mmmmmmffffff!" cried Missy, her eyelids fluttering. From her position, she could see a pair of hairy balls swinging back and forth below the cock that plowed into her throat. The great ugly vein in the cock's side seemed to grow before her face. She could feel the contours of the prick under her lips.

"I wanna go deeper!" the tall man croaked suddenly, pausing in his rough pistoning movements. "I wanna go all the way into your gullet! What do you say! What do you say to that, salesgirl slut!" Without removing his hard-on from between her lips, he edged round the side of the desk, easing her onto her back, bending her head at a strange angle. His prick corkscrewed in her mouth as he moved.

"Mmmmmffffff!" Missy wailed, her nostrils snorting. What was he trying to do? Just what the fuck was the crazy bastard trying to do? Her head was tilting over the side of the desk so that she was looking at him upside down. All she could see was the crook of his brawny thighs and the great dangling pouch of his hairy balls.

"Gonna fuck you deep in your throat now, little girl. Don't be scared. Gonna line up your throat just right so I can bury every last inch of my cock in your face! You're gonna love it!" He held his hands on both her cheeks and angled her face back a fraction more. Her lovely golden hair cascaded down over his thighs. Her pale white throat bobbed delicately in front of him.

Holding one hand for support beneath her neck, he began to fuck in and out with slow, careful movements. His ball sac dragged like a velvet bag up her face, scraping her forehead, her nose, and finally, as he drove all the way in, her upper lip. In and out, in and out he slowly fucked.

"Mmmmmmffffff!" Missy gurgled, clutching the sides of the desk. This was weird, really weird! She could feel the great bloated head of his cock plowing deep into her throat, farther than any cock had ever gone before. It scudded over her tongue, bumped against the roof of her mouth, then drove onwards, inches into her windpipe. His prick felt like his cock was halfway to her stomach!

"All the way! It's going all the way!" the tall man raved, burying his cock to the hilt in the lovely teenager's willing face. When he fucked inwards, all that was left to see of his prick was the swollen ball sac resting on her upper lip. The rest was far inside her. He leaned over her, planted both his hands on her plush tits, and began a vicious fucking motion that had her neck spasming with strain. Her head flopped up and down loosely as the cock fucked in and out.

The second salesman had been watching the proceedings with interest, not once slowing down in his own steady fucking of the girl. He buried his prick deep in her also, slapping his balls up against the pit of her asshole on each stroke. Her cuntlips warped out of shape around his prick, bathing his cock with syrupy pussy slime that glistened and gleamed on her pubic hair.

He suddenly grabbed her by her ankles, lifting her legs up and out till he could hook them onto his shoulders. He bent down low on her, using his weight to jackknife her lower body in two. Her calves pressed tightly into her slender thighs. Her cunt spilt wide for him, letting him fuck her pussy even deeper.

"Two cocks in her! Two cocks in her at the same time!" he grumbled, sweat drooling off his chin. The feel of her nylon-encased legs on his chest was driving him crazy.

Missy writhed on the desktop beneath the two men, nearly two feet of cock fucking and pulsing inside her. It was the strangest feeling, to have them both in her this way. One cock rose so high in her cunt that the prick could have been drilling up into her chest, and the other plunged so far down her throat the cock might have been meeting the other prick head on. They were drilling her from both ends, and it was so strange, like nothing she'd ever felt before. Two cocks! Two cocks at the same time!

She wondered suddenly what it must look like to a third party, this grotesque threesome. God, it must seem odd! She remembered once seeing a pornographic movie in which a pretty young girl, much like herself had fucked with two guys. She had sucked them both, just as she herself had, and then she had let one of the men fuck her from behind while she had blown the second guy.

She recalled wondering at the time how the girl could have done such a thing. But the sight had excited her to no end. Who would have thought that she would be in a position to try it for herself so soon? It was much more thrilling fucking, rather than just watching. It was so kinky, that was the thing! Fucking with more than one guy at the same time was about as far away from sex with emotional involvement as you could get. That excited her. That excited her very much.

And what else had the model in that movie done? Yes, she remembered now. It was something so far out, so kinky, that she had been amazed to see it performed. Missy had never thought such a thing was possible. The girl had taken a guy up her cunt and one up her ass at the same time! Yes, that was it! What an incredible thing! A cock up her cunt and a prick up her ass! How had she done that? What had it felt like? Her heart lurched hotly. Why not find out?

"Mmmmmmffffff!" she groaned, trying to attract the attention of the two men. She could get them to do it to her! She could fuck them both, one up her cunt, one up her ass, just like the girl in the movie? Why not? Why not try it? But how could she ever get them to change positions? They were so far gone already!

Both cocks sawed back and forth in the lush teenager, fucking her with steady, even lunges. The men were fucking her without seeming to tire. They pawed her and buried their pricks in her time and again and appeared ready to keep up the pace for hours. How could she attract their attention? How could she speak with a huge cock fucking back and forth in her mouth?

Missy reached up and cupped the ball sac that was dragging back and forth across her face. She didn't squeeze the balls exactly, but she caressed them firmly, made it difficult for the cock to piston freely. The salesman ceased his movements and gazed down at her.

"Hey, what's the idea? Let go! Let go my balls! I'll be coming in a few minutes!"

"Fuck me up the ass!" she put in quickly, slipping her mouth from off his cock with short, deft motion. "Fuck me up the ass while your friend is fucking me up the cunt! Please! I want you both inside me at the same time! I want to know what it feels like to fuck two guys like that! Fuck me up the ass and the cunt at the same time!"

Both men stopped moving suddenly and stared at each other. Sweat rolled steadily down both their chests. They panted softly, not saying anything. They seemed to be mulling the proposition over.

"Up the ass and the cunt at the same time?" the one between her legs repeated. "Is that possible?"

"Sure it's possible! Let's do as she says!" the other one replied. He stepped back from Missy's face, his cock a great, long, shiny pole that dripped slime to the floor. His prick was red and very raw looking.

There was a lewd squelching sound and the second cock was withdrawn from her cunt. The prick swayed into the air, vibrating towards the short man's belly. A thick vein running up its side appeared about to burst.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Missy repeated over and over again. She made room on the desk top as the tall man climbed up with her.

"Get up on top of me," he instructed calmly, as if showing her a golf stroke. "Get up on top of me and sit on my cock."

He flopped onto his back on the desk, his cock a soaring spike angling up from his crotch. He held Missy by the hand as she squatted over him, straddled his middle, and lowered herself gingerly. Her gaping cunt dripped warm fuck fluid onto his belly.

"That's it, that's it," he praised, watching as the teenager grasped his slimy cock in her fist. She aimed his prick toward her wide-open pussy.

"Ohhh!" she moaned as the cockhead made contact with her cuntlips. She wriggled the prick tip between her fat pussylips and let her weight force her down onto his cock. Inch after inch of the stone-hard prick bulled into her lush cunt.

"You in her yet?" the second salesman asked, waiting patiently beside the desk.

"Almost. Another couple of inches. She can take it all! Fuck, she can take it all!" he marveled.

"That's it! Ohhh that's it!" Missy wheezed, rolling back her head and closing her eyes with lust. She let her legs fold under her, braced her knees on the desk top. She sat on his thighs, his prick totally embedded up her aching pussy. She sighed deeply.

Without hesitation, the short salesman climbed on the desk behind her, kneeling between the outstretched legs of his friend. He grasped both his hands on her plush, pale ass cheeks and pried them apart roughly, flattening out the gorgeous mounds and bringing her puckered asshole to clear view. He planted his cockhead in the groove of her ass and ran his prick up and down, wetting the furrow with the slime of his cockhead. Then he nudged the cock tip up against the pit of her asshole and pushed forward.

"Yes! Ohhh, fuck, yes!" she groaned, suddenly rammed forward onto the man beneath her. Her tits mashed harshly into his chest. "Fuck me up the ass! I can hardly wait! Two cocks inside me at the same time! I can hardly wait! Cram it up there! Cram your lovely cock all the way up my ass!"

While his friend rested passively beneath them, the short salesman drove forward, fucking his stiff cock into the hollow of her ass. For a little while nothing happened; her asshole appeared too tight to take him. But then there was a slight give in the puckered circle, a hint of looseness, and he thrust forward. Slowly, her asshole began to open.

"Mmmmmmm!" she groaned, scouring her hot nipples over the other's chest. "So hard! Your cocks are so fucking hard! I love them! I'll never get enough of them! Shove it up there! Fuck me up the ass!"

The pucker in her asshole disappeared, the tight circle of skin expanded, and suddenly his cockhead was sliding, ever so slowly, into the waiting chamber of her asshole. The thickness of his prick dented her ass cheeks, but his cock was going, his cock was vanishing, into her ass channel. Beneath, her cunt wrapped lovingly around the cock embedded there.

"It feels so good! Ohhh, fuck, how good it feels!" she croaked, her tits heaving. "I want it all up my ass! I want every last inch of your cock up my asshole!" She reached back and clamped her hands tightly to her ass cheeks, pulling them apart for him obligingly.

"It's going! Don't worry, it's going nicely! We'll soon have every inch up inside you. Can't you feel it? Can't you feel my big hard cock going up your ass?"

"Yes! Oh, God, yes! Feels so good! I love it! Do it tome! Do dirty things tome! Ooooooh!"

An inch at a time, the thick cock plowed deeper into her asshole. A third, then a half of the prick disappeared. The cock in her ass started to bend midway up its trunk, but a firm hand braced the prick and the cock drilled deeper. Her ass cheeks seemed about to split apart any second. Their lush flesh was wrapped tightly around the invading prick pole.

"You in her yet? You in her all the way yet?" a voice from beneath her asked. Her tits flopped over his mouth and nose.

"Almost! Another couple of inches! I'm almost up her ass all the fucking way!"

Missy clenched shut her eyes with pleasure. It felt so good! There was no discomfort as there had been the other day when the muscleman had fucked her up the ass. That cock had probably reamed her so wide she would be able to take anything up her ass from now on. This was all pleasure, pure, beautiful pleasure. This was a breeze. She couldn't wait for him to start fucking her.

The other cock was stuffed wonderfully up her cunt. The tall man's prick throbbed there. She could feel his cock. She was impaled, gloriously impaled on his fat prick. His cock rubbed lovingly against her aching clit. The prick in her pussy was making her lower belly flutter and quake like never before.

"There! There it is! All eight inches of hot cock up your ass, little whore! How's it feel? You like it? You like all that cock up your tight little asshole?"

"Yes! Ooooooh yes! Feels so good! Uuunnnggghhh! Uuunnnggghhh!" she bleated. His crotch hair brushed up against her smooth ass cheeks. He really was in her all the way! Eight inches of cock up her ass! Ohhh, it was great! Seven inches up her cunt, eight inches up her ass! What more could a girl ask for? What more was there to life?

The men suddenly went, wild, plunging their cocks far up inside her hopelessly stuffed body. In and out, in and out they drilled, fucking the twin shafts high enough into her to split her in half. They fucked her in time, driving in and withdrawing at the same moment. Their ball sacs smacked noisily into her on every stroke.

"Ohhh, what a hot slut! What a deep cunt!" one of them wailed.

"Such a filthy little whore! What a cockteaser!" grunted the other.

Squished between the two of them, her body wracked and bucked by the rough lunges, Missy was in heaven. She kept her eyes shut and savored the rich, dirty thrill of having two cocks inside her at the same time. Just like the girl in the movie! She was fucking two guys at the same time, just like the girl in the porno movie she had seen!

The three of them were so involved in what they were doing, that none of them noticed the presence of a fourth person in the small room.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Back and forth, back and forth they fucked her, making the desk creak with their lewd triangle. All three of them were caught up totally in the excitement of the moment. None of them could have stopped for the world. They bucked and fucked there on the desk top, completely unaware of their surroundings. That they were performing this obscene ritual on top of a desk in the lingerie department of a large store didn't bother them in the least.

None of them noticed when the figure of Mr. Cheevers appeared from nowhere around the alcove wall. None of them heard his loud intake of breath as he caught sight of the lewd display. He had popped his head around the wall to investigate the strange sounds he had heard as he had passed through the department on his way home. Now he stood rooted to the spot, not quite believing what he was seeing. This was the kind of thing that only happened in dirty movies!

He glared at the tangled trio dazedly, trying to figure out what was what and who was doing what to whom. It was young Missy Treats, that much was obvious. She was decked out in the lewdest underthings he'd ever seen -- a pink and red cupless bra that thrust out her tits like balloons, a pair of matching panties with the crotch removed so that her pussy and asshole were available for all kinds of kinky purposes, and a garter belt with suspenders that held up a pair of sheer nylon stockings. The young girl was an absolute picture of depravity! And all that smeared make-up! What had they done to her?

Both salesmen were fucking her at the same time! He could see both cocks plunging back and forth between her outspread legs, digging deep up her cunt and her asshole at the same time! How could they do that? And how could she take it! How could she accept both cocks in her body at once? She must be mad! The little whore must be out of her mind!

Without thinking, Cheevers stepped forward, unbuckled his belt, and dropped his pants to the floor. He climbed from them, thrust down his shorts, and stripped off his shirt. His cock, already two-thirds erect, loomed out from his crotch, and he took his prick in his fist and whacked his cock up and down roughly. He didn't say a word. He simply shoved the chair up alongside the desk and stood on it. He leaned down and poked his cock at Missy's sweat-slick face.

All three of them saw Cheevers at the same time, but not one of them slowed down or showed any sign of being the least bit disturbed by his sudden intrusion. They were all, by now, too far gone to care. They stared at him oddly, but said nothing. Missy eyed the third cock with interest, reached up and grasped his prick firmly. She pulled his cock toward her and slipped his prick between her lips in an instant. She began sucking hard.

"Fuck, what a hot little whore you are, Miss Treats," Cheevers said quietly. He fed her his cock, fucking his prick back and forth in her mouth in time with the erotic bucking of her body. "You just can't get enough cock, can you?"

Missy was in no position to reply. Her mouth stuffed with a growing cock, her ass and cunt plugged with two more, she was in no position to do anything but wiggle her ass between them. Three cocks! Three fucking cocks inside her at the same time! Damn near three feet of hot cockmeat! It was even more than the girl in the movie had taken! Every hole she possessed was plugged with cock! How wonderful she felt! How totally wild and wonderful!

God, what a thrill! What a lewd and dirty thrill! Who would ever have thought her job at the store would get her into such kinky situations? And with the personnel manager yet! Here she was, fucking two salesmen and the personnel manager all at the same time! She might not have much success in other areas of her work as a salesgirl, but when it came to sex, when it came to keeping management and customers happy, she had certainly done her bit!

There were grunts and groans from the two salesmen, and their movements seemed to grow more jerky. They'd been fucking her for long minutes now, and chances were they were getting ready to blow their wads. But she didn't want them to. Not yet! She wanted this to go on forever! She never wanted the fucking to stop! Three cocks at the same time! How often did a girl get to experience that?

Cheevers' cock had grown to full hardness in her mouth. He fucked his prick back and forth between her lips, his balls swinging. Missy sucked his cock tightly, wrapping her tongue around his prick and letting his cock bump back into the depths of her throat. Each time the cock up her ass bucked her forward, her face was rammed into Cheevers' lower belly, her nose plowing through his wiry crotch hair, and all the white, the prick up her cunt drove deep into her belly.

"Mmmmmmffffff! Mmmmmmffffff!" she mumbled, nearly swooning with the eroticism of the situation. She felt full, totally clogged with cock. Her body was jerked every which way. How much more of this could she take? How much of this was humanly possible?

"I'm gonna come! I think I'm gonna come!" the one with the cock up her asshole grunted. He really sounded upset, as if he, too, didn't want this to end.

"No! Not yet!" gasped the man beneath her. "Keep it going! Don't come! We can't stop it yet! This is too much! This is just too fucking much!"

"But I can't hold out much longer! Her asshole's peeling my prick raw! It's sucking out all my cum!"

"Not yet! A few minutes more! Just a few minutes more! Then we can all let fly! We can all come at the same time!"

Yes, oh, yes! Missy moaned to herself. All three cocks going off at the same time! Wouldn't that be fantastic? Wouldn't that be just out of this world? Think of all the cum! Think of all the great, hot wads of cum! There'd be so much! There'd just be so much cum!

She suddenly had a lewd thought. It made her blush just to think of it. She wanted to see the cocks going off. She wanted to see all three cocks spurting their lovely hot white paste. Wouldn't that be something? she thought. To be able to see all three cocks shooting their cum at the same time! Yes, oh, yes, I have to do it! I have to see all their jizz.

"Don't come yet!" she panted, slopping Cheevers' cock from her ragged lips. "I want to see your cum! I want to watch all three of you when you shoot off! Don't come yet! Wait!"

She thrust herself forward, tugging herself up and off the cocks bucking between her legs. They were stuck and, for the moment, wouldn't budge. But then the cock up her ass slowly, inch by inch, eased out of her, its owner relieved at having a chance to rest before he went over the edge. Like a greased piston, his prick slid into the open air, and suddenly his cock snapped from her asshole and swayed contentedly from his crotch, fluid seeping from its tip.

"Okay, okay," agreed the man beneath her, and suddenly everyone changed positions.

Cheevers didn't raise any objections. He stepped down from the chair and stood waiting patiently by the side of the desk, his cock a spit-slick pole in his fist. He stared at Missy with something akin to awe in his eyes. He didn't seem to be angry. He didn't seem to be put out at all that his new salesgirl was spending her time fucking and sucking in the lingerie department. He just smiled oddly and moved toward the resettled girl with his hard-on in hand.

Missy lifted herself off the cock that plugged her cunt and rolled onto her back again, spreading her legs wide. In her gray silk stockings and garter belt, with her crotchless panties and cupless bra, she was an amazingly erotic sight. Her lovely blonde hair was sticking to her face in tiny curls.

"Give me your cocks! Give me your cocks!" she urged, reaching, for the pricks of the two salesmen as they swayed on her immediate left and right. She was alone on the desk top now, and the men were on either side of her. She grabbed their pricks and pulled them to her face, turning her head to lick first one then the other with loving strokes of her tongue.

"Fuck me between my tits!" she told Cheevers between licks. "Shove your cock between my tits and fuck me till you come!" She opened her thighs wide so he could climb on top of her.

But Cheevers seemed to have other ideas. He stepped up to the edge of the desk and stroked his hands up and down the sheet, gray silk of her stockings. His fingers crackled over the dry material. He hooked his hands under the elastic garter belt and snapped it back against her belly with a weird little smile. Then he moved forward and began to plow his cockhead up and down in the soggy slice of her own.

"Between my tits!" she urged, rolling her eyes toward him briefly. "Fuck me between my tits! Please! I want to see your cum! I want you to come in my face!"

The two salesmen groaned at the lewdness of her suggestion, each one feeling the jism swirl in his balls. But Cheevers stayed where he was, reaming his cockhead up and down in her cunt hole. His hand reached up suddenly to clasp one of her tits and tug roughly on a swollen nipple. Her nipple was as hard as granite under his fingers.

"I'll fuck you between your big tits, whore!" he gasped. "I'll fuck you between your big slut tits and I'll come in your face! But first I want a little cunt! First I want to fill your cunt full of cock for a while! Feel it! Feel it!"

He rammed forward and four inches of hard cock drove easily into her hot, wet pussy. The hole was so wet it damn near sucked him inside. He withdrew slightly, getting used to her slick cunt all over again, then plunged forward and buried his prick to the hilt in the nympho teenager. His balls slapped noisily into the tight crook of her ass.

"How's it feel, whore? How's it feel to have a steel cock up your whore cunt?" He began plunging and withdrawing in her hot cunt, carving her already wide-open pussy hole till her cunt was large enough for two cocks. He studied the thick, wet slabs of her hair-lined cuntlips as they were warped out of shape wound his invading prick.

"Ooooooh! Ooooooh! Mmmmmffffff!" spluttered Missy, her odd cry of lust cut off as one of the salesmens' pricks was thrust deep into her mouth. Her lips wrapped around his cock automatically, sucking his prick far inside and into her throat.

Hands were at her face, clinging to her cheeks, feeling the stiff bulk of the cock as his prick drove back and forth inside her mouth. Her head tilted this way and that roughly, forcing her to fuck the swollen cock with her mouth. The second cock scraped and poked about on her other cheek, smearing her skin with clear trails of cum.

"Suck that cock! Suck that cock, slut!" one of the men growled, twisting his hips back and forth and feeding her long lengths of cock. "You love every inch of it, don't you, cunt? Every last fucking inch of it!"

"Here, suck this too! Suck us both off!" grunted the other, bending her neck toward his own cock. His partner let her mouth slop off his prick, and she was suddenly sucking on the new one, siphoning the second cock into the back of her throat like a long-lost friend. Her neck bobbed and spasmed crazily.

Missy was in heaven. Two cocks to suck while Cheevers fucked in and out of her cunt, denting her clit every which way. What more could she ask for? The situation was perfect! She felt she could do this forever, let these guys fuck her till she was unconscious. To hell with the job! Who needed it? As long as there were lots of men around, as long as there were cocks to suck, she would be happy!

"So how do you like it, slut?" Cheevers was asking. "How do you like fucking and sucking three guys at the same time? Beats working for a living, huh? Beats being a salesgirl! You were right about one thing, though. You could sell our male customers anything. All you'd have to do would be suck them off, and they'd buy anything! What a sales pitch! What a fucking sales pitch! I think I'll keep you on the payroll just for that! Why not? Why the fuck not?"

Cheevers fucked back and forth wildly, driving every inch of his stone-hard cock into the shuddering girl. Then he pulled back, withdrawing from her steaming pussy. He hooked a knee on the desk and climbed over her with his cock in his fist. He straddled her belly and sat down across her ribcage. His cock loomed very large in his hand.

"Now, how about that tit-fuck?" he wheezed. "How about letting me fuck you between the tits and come in your face? That's what you wanted, wasn't it, whore? That's what you wanted me to do!"

He crouched low on the teenager's lovely golden belly, fitting his cock into the deep trough of her cleavage. The lewd bra forced her tits up high, and his prick was buried almost immediately between her lush tits. He grasped the outside of each tit, pressed them in against his cockshaft, and scraped her hot nipples along his pistoning prick. His purple cockhead shot out from the top of her hard pressed tit each time he drove forward.

"Yessssss!" she moaned, twisting her mouth off a cock and glancing at him briefly. "Tit-fuck me! Tit-fuck me with that huge prick of yours! Rub my nipples! Rub my nipples up and down your cock!"

One of the salesmen forced her face back onto his prick as she accepted his cock without complaint, closing her eyes contentedly as the prick between her tits continued its steady fucking motion. She sucked hungrily on first one cock then the other, her cheeks hollowing and swelling sexily over the rock-hard prick poles. She clasped both pricks in her hands and jacked the one she wasn't sucking with a harsh up-and-down motion.

"What do you guys think of our new salesgirl?" Cheevers went on, addressing the two fucking salesmen. "Don't you think I've hired a winner here? She obviously could sell you guys anything. Isn't she the best cocksucking salesgirl you've ever seen?"

The two men ignored him, driving their cocks through the tight circle of Missy's clinging fists. She had the two cockheads line up on either side of her mouth now, and when she swirled out her tongue, she could lick both satin cock domes easily. Her chin and cheeks were smeared with the clear liquid that both pricks were oozing.

"I think she's the best little whore salesgirl I've ever known, and I'm sure she's going to be a big success in the store here. If she's good for nothing else she's good for sucking me off whenever I want it. But I'm sure she'll prove much more valuable than that. I'm sure she'll keep not only guys like you happy, but all our males customers as well! Yes, sir, she'll go a long way in this organization!"

Cheevers raved on and on in the same ragged voice as he fucked his cock through the teenager's cleavage. His prick seeped pre-cum juice too, and the hollow between her tits was awash with slime. The fuck fluids made the passage of his solid cock very easy. He was now driving the granite shaft so far that his fat cockhead bumped her under the chin time after time.

"She sure can suck a cock!" commented one of the salesmen tensely. He stared down at the lust clouded face of the sweet teenager and wondered how anyone so young and innocent looking could act like such a whore. It was one thing to suck off your boyfriend in the back of a car, most girls her age probably did that from time to time, but here she was decked out in stockings and lewd underwear, fucking and sucking three grown men.

"I think I'm gonna come!" muttered the tall salesman. "I thought I was going to come before, but now I'm sure! I can't hold back! I'm going to come all over the little slut! Ohhhhhh, fuck! Ohhhhhh, fuck!" He wrapped his fist over Missy's and jerked on his cock wildly, snapping his foreskin back against his cockhead. His hips lunged back and forth strongly and his ass cheeks blurred with motion.

"Yes! Ohhh, yes!" growled Missy, anxiously turning her eyes to his twitching, quivering cockhead. Her deeply painted eyelids glowed like two dark bruises beneath the blue make-up. Her purple mouth opened in a distorted oval over her pearl-white teeth. "Come in my face! I want to see your cum! I want you to splash your steaming cum all over my face! Do it! Cover me with cum! I love it! I fucking love it! Spunk on me! Spunk in my face! Please!"

The three men lunged their cocks back and forth, inches from the expectant face of the willing teenager. The two salesmen gripped their pricks tightly in their fists, pumping them up and down with rapid, even strokes. Cheevers drove his cock through the cradle of her tits, using her plush tits to jerk himself off. And all at the same time, it seemed, the three cocks began to explode, firing cum at Missy's face in great gobs.

"Spunk on me! Spunk on me!" she spluttered, her gasping mouth suddenly awash with steaming wads of jism. All three men seemed to be aiming for her mouth, and the first shot from each one splashed her full between the lips, coating her tongue with a rich layer of white and clogging her throat to capacity.

"Ohhh! Fuck! Ohhh!" the short salesman groaned, watching as his jizz disappeared inside the teenager's mouth. "Eat it! Eat it all! Swallow it all down!"

"Coming in your face! Coming in your stupid slut face!" yelled the tall man, his hand twitching on his aching prick.

Only Cheevers was silent for the moment, pressing her tits harshly against his great rocket of a cock and studying the patterns his spunk made on the girl's face. Each time his cockhead shot free of her tits his prick fired a long rope of silver cum up high, like a line from a harpoon.

His first bolt dove straight into her mouth but the rest splattered her along her cheeks, up the side of her nose, and into her eyes. He watched, fascinated, as one great streamer leapt all the way up her hair, decorating the right side of her face with a ribbon of silver over an inch wide. The cum trail slithered down over her forehead and pooled stickily in the socket of one eye.

Her lashes were waxed together in an instant, and she clamped her eye shut quickly. The rest of the blast drooled down her cheek and looped to one side over her chin. Another shot skidded up over her cheek and curled to the left over her eyebrow, wriggling in an odd little twist over the bridge of her nose. It stuck to the corner of her eye and dripped lazily down along her temple.

"Look at the cum! Look at all the cum!" one of the salesmen wailed, as enthusiastic as some small boy. "She loves it! Took at her suck it up!"

Missy popped her mouth open and shut, swallowing great blobs of spunk and smacking her lips wetly. Thick, white strings dangled from her lips like rubber bands, jumping this way and that before slipping into her sucking mouth. Her whitened tongue poked out wantonly and scooped up wad after wad of the jetting cum.

From the left and from the right, long tracers of white jizz sprang into the air, then cascaded down Missy's face like water from a shower nozzle. Great, wriggling ropes of cum danced to her cheeks, scudded over her forehead, fell into her mouth or disappeared into her hair. Beads of cum bounced over her face like mercury, coating her with dozens of squirming silver lines.

"Yesss! More! Give me more!" she urged, turning her face from left to right and back again in an attempt to capture every drop. "Spunk all over me! I love it!"

A jet of white spiraled out from the left and splashed diagonally across her face. It ran below one eye and gathered in a thick stream alongside her nose. From there, the cum slithered off along her cheek and left her lower face spangled with a cluster of creamy blobs. The end of the jiggling rope drooled from her chin.

Another blast hit her full in the mouth again, splintering into glistening white ribbons that went off in all directions like the spokes of a wheel. Her mouth smacked and her tongue swirled, licking up the wads of cock juice hungrily. Her cheeks ballooned wide with the fluid squishing the back of her gums.

"Sssppplllfff! I love it! Sssppplllfff!" she spluttered through the elastic strings of jizz.

A steaming jet of white spurted from the right, jumping across both her eyes and dogging them shut instantly. It pooled in both her eye sockets, making her dark blue eye shadow gleam weirdly. Great ribbons of silver dripped down her face like wax down a candle. She looked like she was wearing a Halloween mask.

Then one of the cocks was pushed into her cheek, plowing through all the jism and denting her face with its cockhead. A huge bubble of spunk welled up from its slit, and while the cock sat there, the cum expanded and rolled down her cheek like a ball bearing. The prickhead twitched, and shot a quivering fountain of jism all the way up between her eyes. Then the cum fell down her face, and the salesman continued jerking off madly.

Missy began to wonder when the cum would all end. She could take anything now, but there was so much of the jizz. They seemed to have been coming now for the better part of half an hour, and there were still no signs of them quitting. She kept her eyes clenched shut and gaped open her mouth willingly, confident she could take every last ounce of the blazing cock juice.

Suddenly there were two pricks planted on her face, their owners poking the cockheads through all the cum and easing up on their jerking movements. Each one spat out a streamer of cum, and they criss-crossed strangely, splattering her face at different angles. The prick tips nudged her mouth and spilled a quart of jizz each into her already-clogged cavity. She coughed raggedly, her throat bobbing in a wild attempt to swallow the cum.

Cheevers, owner of the third cock, lodged its prickhead on her chin and let his cock spurt a hot stream of silver up across her mouth and into her eye yet again. He pumped himself slowly now, drawing up the last of his spunk with easy tugs. Cum rolled out of his cock heavily, in thick bubbles.

"She'll never take it! She'll never be able to take it all!" the tall salesman muttered. He gazed raptly into her gasping mouth, watching a great, pulsing pool of white cum slop about at the back of her throat. Her tongue was squishing the jizz every which way, splashing the cum about and savoring the tasty jism before letting the cum roll to her stomach.

"She loves it! She fucking loves it!" the short salesman said, shoving his cockhead along her cheek and plowing wads of cum into her mouth. "She'll never get enough!"

"Salesgirl slut! Salesgirl slut!" Cheevers mumbled over and over, glaring at her wildly. "Eat all the cum! Swallow it all down! Don't miss a drop!"

Missy did her best, swallowing great globs of spunk and letting it slither to her belly at will. Each time she smacked her lips, a thick pool of white cum formed and overflowed her mouth, dribbling down her face like milk. She loved it. She loved the taste of the jism. It was so warm and sticky.

At last the cocks wilted, emptied of their heavy loads, their heads all red and raw. The men pumped their pricks more and more slowly, letting them drip thick blobs of white to Missy's face. They rested the cockheads on her cheeks and chin, swirling the layers of pale jism this way and that across her skin.

After a while, she took, over herself, grasping the withering cocks and smearing them into her face eagerly, massaging the sticky spunk all over her. Her face was already sticky with the heavy cream, but she daubed the cum back and forth, making sure every last inch of her pretty face was smeared with jism. She didn't want to leave any part untouched.

"Look at her! Watch her rub the stuff into her face!" the tall salesman moaned. She rubbed his cockhead into her right eye.

"She's crazy. She's fucking crazy," said the other salesman.

Cheevers studied her carefully. "She's not crazy," he mumbled tiredly, slapping her gently across the face with his softening prick. "She just knows what she wants, that's all."

Missy listened to them vaguely, not really caring what they said about her, what they thought of her. For when she got right down to it, it didn't matter in the least. It didn't matter what these salesmen thought of her. It didn't matter what Miss Grimsby thought of her. It didn't even matter what old Cheevers thought of her. If he thought of her behavior so outrageous that he wanted to fire her after this was over, there were always other jobs. It didn't matter in the long run. She had enjoyed the past few days, and that was all that mattered.

As a matter of fact, she didn't think Cheevers would fire her. If he had wanted to do so, he could have done it on her first day, after what Miss Grimsby told him. But he hadn't. And Missy thought she knew why. He had a good thing with her. He had fucked her once, and he had had her suck him off. And he knew that he could have her do those things for him again any time he wanted. All he had to do was call. Why should he fire such a sexy little playmate? Where else would he find a fuck like her?

Missy smiled to herself, forcing the layers of jism to slither and roll some more on her lovely face. She, too, had a good thing here. She had a job, and she had all the sex she needed, whether from Cheevers or guys like these salesmen or any of the hundreds of customers who frequented the store each day. She also probably had a certain amount of job security, for it seemed, after today, she and Cheevers really did have something of an understanding.

She smiled again and sucked two cocks back into her mouth.

THE END

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