"I don't want to cream your face, Son. My pussy juices are for your hard-on. Let's fuck!"
The woman then moved down to his waist and straddled his young hard hips. Then she grabbed hold of his cock root and rubbed his bulb up against her aching cunt. A gasp escaped her lips, and then another. She pushed the prick head into her cunt gash, spreading her thighs wider to make room.
"Ahhh!" she cried as she got the bulb into her fuck hole and pushed the cock deep inside her. "I love it!"
"So do I!" he groaned, trembling. "If Dad could see me now!"
Janice dug her cunt lips into her son's hard balls and thick cock hair. She loved the way the boy's massive prick head was poking deep into the depths of her cunt. She tightened her cunt muscles and gripped the mighty shaft, then howled aloud as the intense throbbing jolted her nerves.
She squirmed and twisted, flattening his balls and forcing his prick to ream her cunt hole. The intense jolts that rocked her body made her head fall forward so that her hair hid her face and tits. She kept grinding her pussy downward, gurgling and drooling ecstatically.
"Mmmmm!" she moaned. "Your cock is soooo gooooood!"
Then she started slamming her pussy up and down the boy's cock shaft. The fat bulb speared her pussy walls from all directions. His balls hammered her cunt lips and made them swell even more. She reached down and dug her nails into his chest to keep from falling off.
Tim pulled her big tits to his mouth and engulfed one nipple, sucking it like a baby. Janice shivered, then opened her mouth and let out a deep groan. Tim kept biting the rubbery nip as he sucked on it, feeling it grow hard in his mouth.
The boy groaned also as his mother's throbbing cunt slid up and down his cock shaft, greasing the mighty fuck pole. His cock hardened even more from the friction and his balls got tight in their bag. He bucked up into the woman and speared her deep as his orgasm mounted.
"Uungh!" she grunted, sucking at his cock out of self defense.
"Oh, Mom! I feel my cum rising again! I'm going to blow my wad any second now!"
He bucked up in rhythm to her cunt thrusts, impaling her again and again. In return, her pussy walls sucked and massaged his cock meat, torturing him mercilessly.
"Do it, Son! I'm ready for your hot cum! Drown me!"
Janice jerked and twisted on her son's cock. The tingling in her cunt was becoming very intense and she felt her own orgasm mounting. Higher and higher it rose, and her body became uncontrollable.
"Iiieeee!" she screamed, gritting her teeth and clawing the boy's chest. "I'm coming, Son! I'm coming again!"
"I'm coming too, Ma!" cried Tim.
He bucked up hard and delivered his load of cum. His cock swelled up and erupted deep inside her cunt, drenching her cunt walls. He strained all his muscles as he came hard for the second time.
"Shiiyyiit! Oh, hell, take my jizz!"
Janice came again and again, her body rocking with intense spasms. It was all she could do to stay on his cock. She howled repeatedly and her big titties bounced wildly. She pumped his cock with her cunt and milked the fucker dry.
Then the big blonde, her face flushed with passion, fell off the boy and collapsed to the mattress. Her breathing was loud and erratic and her titties heaved rhythmically. She sucked on her lips and clutched her swollen tits, enjoying the hot cum now seeping from her cunt.
"Did-did I make you for – forget Karen, Son?"
"K-Karen who, Mom?"
CHAPTER EIGHT
Laura had her bag on her lap again the next morning when she rode to work with her father. She had said nothing to him that would tip him off to the games she was playing at work, and she didn't intend to. She didn't like having to trick her daddy, but she just had to have his cock, and that was the only way she knew to get it.
She hugged her bag tight and smiled inwardly as they drove across town, her eyes every now and then shifting down to his big cock bulge and she remembering. By the time they arrived at work, her panties were soaked. She said good-bye to her father in the elevator, then got off on the eighth floor and went to her desk.
But Laura barely had time to change the ribbon in her typewriter before she was called in to Miss Thomas' office. She went happily. It had been awhile since she had sat on her supervisor's lap. This would be a good preliminary to her bout with her daddy at noon. Vivid images of the big blonde's pussy filled her mind when she entered the office.
But Miss Thomas was not alone.
"Hello, Laura, how are you this morning?" asked the woman.
Miss Thomas sat behind her desk. She wore a grey suit, with a matching vest and a white blouse. Her thick yellow hair was combed straight down her back. The woman was a real beauty.
"I'm fine, Miss Thomas. How are you? Did you want to see me?"
Laura glanced at the tall middle-aged man standing beside Miss Thomas. The man was neatly attired in a blue business suit. A touch of grey showed in his sideburns, but he had rugged good looks and a strong body. He puffed on a cigar as he looked Laura up and down.
"I'm fine too," said Miss Thomas. "Yes, I would like to see you for a moment… How do you like working here so far? Do you have any problems?"
"No, none at all. Everyone has been wonderful. And the work is very interesting. I have no complaints." She couldn't keep her eyes off the stranger.
"I'm glad to hear that," said the blonde. "This is Mr. Weed. He's in charge of our publicity department. The two of us have been talking and we've decided that you would be perfect for the new promotional campaign were going to run this summer. We need a girl who's young and pretty and fun loving."
"And one who has a great body," said Mr. Weed, smiling down at the girl. "Are you interested, Laura?"
His strong smile made her tremble. She knew she would have to change her panties if this kept up much longer.
"Sure, I suppose so. What do I have to do?"
"It's simple really," said Mr. Weed, reaching into a package lying on the desk. "As you know, our company manufactures garments, especially swim wear. We simply want you to model our new line of bathing suits for a promotional campaign that we'll be doing this summer. Are you interested?"
"Sure!" said Laura. "I think it would be fun."
Laura couldn't control her enthusiasm. She jumped up and down, and damned near knocked her tits out of her blouse. She didn't mind that the stranger was watching intently.
"Well, then," said Miss Thomas, rising from her chair. "We would like for you to try a couple of bathing suits on right now. Just so Mr. Weed can be sure that you're the right girl for us. I believe they're your size."
Mr. Weed handed Laura a black string bikini and she took it shyly.
"Where do I go to change? The bathroom?" There was certainly no place in the office, not even a closet.
"Come now," said Miss Thomas. "You and I have no secrets between us, do we? And Mr. Weed and I have no secrets, either, if you know what I mean. Now hurry, child, get naked and put on the bikini. Mr. Weed doesn't have time to waste."
Laura shrugged, then reached down and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to her ankles. She stepped out of it as she unfastened her blouse and removed it too. Her face turned crimson when she saw the two of them looking down at her juice-drenched pantie crotch, but there was nothing she could do about that now. Quickly, she removed her bra and yanked off her panties, then kicked off her sandals.
"Not bad, huh?" Miss Thomas said to looking at Mr. Weed.
"Fantastic!" he said, rubbing his crotch frantically. "Wow! What a piece of ass! Such young smooth flesh. And such gorgeous curves. Oh, fuck! My cock is rock hard already!"
"And you saw how wet her panties were, didn't you?" asked the big blonde. "That proves she's a real hot bitch. And I told you about how well she ate my cunt. Believe me, she's just what you're looking for."