She could feel his cock pressing against her ass-crack. She didn't move and she let the feeling of a cock against her buns overtake her. It was driving her wild, and she could feel her pussy juices starting to run.
She lost all interest in the game of pool, and she just stood there as the instructor put his hand on her ass, rubbing the same spot that his prick was pressing against.
"You sure got a nice ass," she said to her softly. "It's so warm and creamy."
She flushed. Her ears turned red, but she didn't reply. He took her silence as agreement, and he started to rub his hand all over her body.
She was still leaning over the pool table, and his cock was getting harder and harder. The other men were watching her and it was turning them all on. Their pricks were all getting hard, and Arlene couldn't help but see them.
Her teacher's dick was so hard now that he unzipped his fly, pushing his meat against her clothing right up against her ass. She felt all tingly inside as he slipped his hand underneath her skirt and rubbed her cunt from behind.
"I want this!" he whispered to her. "I want this hot pussy!" He felt her cunt hairs become coated with her pussy juices, and he started to pull her skirt up. She didn't care that others were watching. She just wanted to feel something stiff and hard ramming through her cunt from the back. His dick was throbbing, and she could feel it ready to plunge into her hot cunt meat.
A couple of other guys began to get really horny, and they unzipped their flies. Arlene watched them put their pricks on the pool table and rub them across the green material as they masturbated, watching her getting fucked up the cunt.
Her pussy opened up wide to receive his hard meat and her teacher was only too willing to force his cock into her hole as hard, as he could. He had gotten really turned on by this girl, and his penis slid in easily, lubricated by the enormous amount of hot cunt juices that were seeping out of her twat.
He grunted and groaned as he pushed his pecker into her snatch. She gripped the table and braced herself as his meat pounded her cunt flesh.
"Ohhhh!" he cried. "I'm fuckin' you! Ohhh! I'm fuckin' you real hard, baby! Get fucked! Ohhh! Ohhh!"
His penis slipped in and out of her hole. She was now the center of attention in the bar, and even Pete, the bartender, locked the doors, and came over to watch his newest customer getting fucked.
Another guy walked over to her and rubbed her tits. She didn't care how many guys touched her. The more the better. She wanted all their hands on her body. She wanted to ge groped and fondled and rubbed. She wanted as many men as she could get fucking her. She wanted to open up her hot pussy for every guy with a stiff prick.
"Fuck me!" she cried. "Ohhh! I want it! I want it! Fuck me! Ohhh! Ohhhh! Ohhh!"
Her pussy was on fire. She was going wild. She was going to come.
Arlene felt the guy throbbing wildly as his prick got hotter and hotter. Her cunt was a furnace of flaming pussy meat, and his prick was going to squirt water on it. His body trembled as he neared orgasm.
She was panting rapidly now. She could feel his cock getting ready to shoot hot come. "Fuck me!" she cried. "Ohhh! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
The guys watching her being screwed were all going wild now. Several of the men were beating off, and one guy walked up to her and jabbed his prick into her side, and started to come.
Her body was now getting coated with jism, and she screamed of the top of her lungs. She couldn't control herself any more, and her pussy was like a volcano, spewing out its hot cunt lava.
The guy went wild. "Get fucked!" he shouted. "Ohhh! Ohhh! I'm gonna come baby! Ohhh!"
His prick shot out thick loads of hot semen as he rammed his pecker all the way up her hot slit. He writhed and twisted his body as he smashed his dong right up her hole, nearly coming out the other end.
"Do it more!" Arlene screamed. "Do it harder!" The guy went completely wild. His cock seemed to be punching a hole at the other end of her pussy. She felt that penis pushing all the way up so that it was completely submerged in her.
His balls went wild, slapping and bouncing on her cunt. They were releasing his hot juices into her hole, and he held onto her shoulder for dear life as his cock squirmed and shot.
The other guys went wild at the same time, several of them shooting hot jism all over the pool table. They went wild, and a flood of hot cock juice formed a puddle on the green covering.
The guy slowly removed his prick from her hole. His cum dripped out of her pussy and slid down her leg. Arlene reached in back of her and fondled his wet balls.
"Thanks," she said to him. "Ohhh, that was so good!" The guy wanted to resume his teaching lessons with her, but she looked around to see where Carrie was.
"Hey, your girlfriend left," said Pete, the bartender, going back to his post after unlocking the door.
"Carrie left?" said Arlene incredulously. "I better go back home then and find her."
"She didn't go alone," added Pete. Arlene didn't care. She didn't want to be without her friend. Even if Carrie wasn't home, maybe Suzie would be. She looked at all the guys who had gotten off on watching her get fucked, and she started to get frightened. Perhaps they would want to fuck her now, but she was no longer in the mood.
Arlene pulled her panties back up, and she dashed off to the ladies' room to adjust her clothing.
A couple of guys were waiting for her when she emerged from the john, but she ignored them. "Hey!" one shouted. "I got something big for ya!"
He started to rub his crotch, but she brushed tight by him without giving him so much as a smile. She ran pat all the others, and raced out the door.
When she got back to Carrie and Suzie's place, it was deserted, but she was so exhausted, she simply lay back op her bed and fell fast asleep, not awakening until early the next morning.
She frantically got up and bathed. She wanted to be fresh and clean for her first day on the job.
Mr. Baker was pleased to see her arrive so early. "It's a good sign," he told her. "I'm sure you'll be perfectly happy hem."
He showed her the desk where she would be working. "You'll be working with another girl and one of the executives, a Mr. Harris," said Mr. Baker. "Neither one of them is here yet, so just sit down and look over your desk and see if there is anything you want. A different chair perhaps."
"No, everything is just fine," said Arlene. She wondered why no one else was there until she realized that she had gotten there at eight-thirty, and the office didn't really open until nine. She had arrived half an hour early and didn't realize it.
Mr. Baker left her alone. He wasn't the type to go chasing after every new secretary and typist, and she was sure she would be happier here than in any other place she could think of.
CHAPTER TEN
Arlene was introduced to all the workers in all the departments. Baker Construction was quite a large firm, and there were lots of people to meet. Everyone seemed quite friendly, except for old Miss Gretchen Quimby, the bookkeeper, but she was harmless even if a bit gruff.
Arlene sat and chatted with Mr. Harris, and Denise, the girl whose desk was next to hers. She found out that the construction company was building a project at the other end of town, and looked forward to visiting the site later. She did want to see all those gorgeous men with their shirts off as they worked.
"It's awfully quiet today," remarked Mr. Harris, turning to Arlene. "Usually the phones start ringing at nine and don't stop until nearly six. Thank God, though. You can get used to this place without that Goddamn phone ringing every second."
The office staff was quite relaxed and Arlene immediately felt at ease with them all. A couple of girls had brought donuts to the office, and they insisted that she share them. Arlene accepted, and felt as if she had known these people for years.