Although she'd anticipated the discharge, Jenny wasn't prepared for the huge amount of cum that gushed into her mouth. It splattered deliciously against the back of her throat, and she began sucking and swallowing frantically as spurt after spurt of the thick fluid continued spewing out of his lurching cockhead. Frantically sucking and swallowing, Jenny was going wild over the strong slippery taste of his rich creamy cum. When it finally stopped squirting into her mouth, Jenny continued sucking, wanting every last drop of the delicious fluid.
It was not until his prick lay wet and limp in her mouth that Jenny finally released it. Smiling up at him, she licked her sperm-drenched lips, not wanting to waste a single drop.
"Did you like that?" she whispered as he sat down next to her on the sofa.
"God, yes!" he gasped, still trying to recover from his wild climax.
"Good," she whispered, snuggling her soft naked little body into his arms. "Am I a good cocksucker?"
"Fantastic," he grinned, gently squeezing her hard little tit.
"Will you play with my pussy some more?" she whispered. "I still feel horny."
"So do I," sighed Wayne, plunging his thick middle finger up into the youngster's hot little slit.
"Oh, honey," she mewled as his finger screwed around in her hot little hole. "Are you gonna make me come again?"
"Yes, darling," he smiled. "I could never get enough of your sweet little twat."
CHAPTER TEN
Watching the broadcast from the control room with the group, Anita Weston was literally creaming over Randy Witmore. The handsome newscaster had excited her so much that she wasn't even aware of the warm secret glances between Babs Conner and her husband. When the news was over, Randy joined them in the control room while Paula went down to the lobby to wait for Rex who was joining them a little later.
After chattering for a few minutes, Babs left with Drew on the pretext of showing him around the station. Finally left alone with Randy, Anita was filled with a strange excitement that she couldn't quite understand.
"God, you're a beautiful woman," Randy suddenly said to Anita who was standing across the small room from him.
"Thank you," she smiled, completely captivated by the handsome man.
Smiling, Randy walked across the room and gently placed his hands on Anita's shoulders. Still not speaking, he grasped her waist, drawing her lovely body up tightly against his. Too startled to resist, Anita could feel his hard cock pressing against her from within his pants. With practically no sex life for the past several months, Anita felt a strange excitement as his thick boner throbbed against her crotch through the thin material of their clothes.
Still not releasing the woman, Randy reached down and took her firm ass, pulling her steaming pussy up tighter against his pounding cock. Through her thin dress, Anita could feel his hands deliciously massaging her butt while his fingers goosed in and out of the soft quivering crevice between her firm asscheeks. Fully realizing that what they were doing was wrong, Anita knew deep in her heart that she would surrender to him as his big hard dick rotated persistently against her twat.
The pleasure mounted in her smoldering loins. She suddenly threw her arms around his neck and pulled his mouth down against her hot open lips. Their mouths locked passionately together in a deep French kiss, Anita frantically ground her hot pussy back and forth against the big hard cock-bulge in his pants.
Still clutching Anita's squirming ass, Randy lifted her and carried the woman over to a small sofa. Laying her back on the cushions, he sat on the edge, his hand moving up along the soft flesh of her inner thighs beneath the short dress. His stiff prick gave a sudden lurch when his fingers made contact with Anita's juice-soaked panties. Hooking his fingers into the waistband of the flimsy little garment, he ripped them off with one hard yank. Lifting her short skirt above her hips, Randy stared at the lovely slit, only inches from his eyes. The slippery pussy-lips were swollen with passion, drops of hot cunt juice glistening against the soft pink flesh.
Crazed by the delicious sight of her hot, open slit, Randy tenderly parted her bare thighs with his hands and lowered his mouth and face into the musky warmth of her juice-drenched cunt.
"Oh, my God!" squealed Anita, feeling a hot wet tongue against her clit for the first time in her life. "Jesus, that feels good!"
Eating pussy was something her husband had never done to her, and the first electric shock of Randy's soft thick tongue on her clitoris almost blew Anita's mind. She was soon lurching and writhing frantically on the sofa as the man's mouth and tongue worked hungrily on her twat.
"Oh, God, Randy!" she squealed, pounding her fists against the cushion. "That feels so fuckin' good, baby!"
Clutching at her squirming ass, Randy sank his tongue even deeper into the hot depths of the woman's juicy slit, his upper lip deliciously teasing her erect clitoris.
"Shit, honey!" she shrieked, biting her own wrist. "I can't stand it, baby, I can't stand it! Oh, Christ, it feels so fuckin' good!"
Anita was hysterically grabbing and pulling on her own tits, almost out of her mind with the intense ecstasy.
"Suck, baby, suck!" she screamed, pinching and twisting her big swollen nipples. "Shit, honey, suck… suck… suck!"
Anita had lost all sense of reality, and was conscious of nothing but the electrifying sensations that were screaming through her lusting body.
"Oh, sweet fuckin' Jesus, I'm gonna come!" she shrieked, grabbing Randy's head and pushing his mouth down tighter against her spit-soaked cunt. "I'm coming, baby! Commmmiiiinnnngggg!"
Her beautiful body jerked wildly as she was consumed by the most intense orgasm she'd ever experienced.
"God, that was wonderful," she whispered up to the man as he got to his feet.
"And so are you," he smiled.
"Oh, Randy," she giggled, seeing the big bulge still in the front of his pants. "Why don't you take your fucking clothes off and empty that big hard boner in my hot little cunt?"
While the man was disrobing, Anita quickly removed her dress and lay back on the sofa, her lovely legs deliciously spread for him. A delicious glow seared through her loins when he dropped his shorts, revealing his big lusty cock. Moving toward the sofa, Randy was just about to mount her when he unconsciously glanced up at the control-room clock.
"Oh, my God!" he suddenly gasped. "The engineers will be in here in just a few seconds for the station break."
"What will we do?" she asked in a frightened voice.
"Everyone is probably downstairs at the party," he panted, gathering up his clothes from the floor. "Let's slip into Wayne Marshal's office across the hall."
Clinging to their garments, the naked couple peered into the hall, and not seeing anyone, they made a dash for Marshal's door. They were just disappearing into the room when Babs and Drew rounded a corner on their way to the privacy of her office which adjoined Wayne's.
"My God," giggled Babs. "Wasn't that your wife with Randy?"
"It sure was," he replied in a stunned voice. "And bare-assed naked. I can't believe it!"
"Why not?" whispered Babs, gently squeezing his arm. "We're gonna be naked in a couple of minutes ourselves."
"But my wife," he continued, "it doesn't seem possible."
"Come on," giggled Babs, taking his hand. "Let's go into my office and watch them through the keyhole."
A few moments later when they were in Babs' office, peering through the opening, they could see Anita's and Randy's naked bodies standing just inside the doorway. Anita was excitedly stroking Randy's thick boner, as she and the newscaster stared in amazement at the sofa where Wayne Marshal was noisily sucking on little Jenny's fourteen-year-old twat.
"My God!" gasped Drew, watching the older man going down on his daughter's cunt. "Look at that old bastard eating my kid out."