"Fuck it shit face," the red-haired woman screamed. "Ream out my cunt hole with your tongue."
Bill's tongue pistoned frantically in the woman's pussy hole. The belt tightened around his neck until his breaths were ragged and thin.
Carla growled as her pussy exploded. A tremendous cum blasted through hr guts. Pussy juices shot from her cunt hole and washed down the young man's face and neck. His tie burned a dark color as it soaked up the cream from her cunt. Even his shirt was stained from pussy juices before the lusty woman's cum was through.
Bill couldn't believe it. The woman's pussy had soaked his face and neck. Even his shirt and tie were stained from the blasting cunt juices that had erupted as the woman had creamed. When the narrow belt was stripped from his neck, he rocked back to sit on his heels. The strong odor of pussy juices wafted up to his nose, and he knew that he smelled of cunt.
"Now you're beginning to understand," Carla said sternly as she sat back up on the edge of the desk. Her lips were parted and her teeth glinted in the soft light of the room. "Now I want you to stand up and get out of those clothes – so I can give you a reward for being a good pussy-eating slave."
"But what if somebody discovers us in here?" Bill groaned, imagining that his short-lived career would be at an end.
"Then you better hope it's a female," Carla laughed sadistically. "That way, you'll be licking another pussy instead of eating cock."
Bill gulped and rose to his feet. Everything had suddenly gotten completely out of hand. His innocent young wife was waiting for him at home, unsuspecting, and here he was being forced to strip naked at work. But he had no doubt that he had better do it, since Carla Wyman held his job in her hands. Quickly, he stripped off his damp tie and shirt, then he buckled his pants. Looking at the stern woman with pleading eyes did no good, and he resolved himself and shoved down his undershorts. His hard prick whipped free and slapped its thick cockhead loudly against his belly.
"Well look at the little slave's prick." Carla laughed sarcastically. "He's standing there pretending to be shy and all the time he was eating pussy, his cock was as hard as a rock."
She pushed herself from the desk, her skirt slipping back down to cover her wet pussy. She looped the belt in her hands like a noose around the young man's rigid cock and balls the twisted the material to draw it tight. Because she was almost as tail as Bill she could find leverage with her arm to pull upward, yanking the newlywed onto his toes by the pressure on his prick and balls.
"That hurts," Bill said, grimacing as he tried to push himself higher.
The narrow belt was twisted until the loop in the material cut sharply into the base of his cock and around the top of the sac of his balls. When it was pulled, the pain increased until he almost passed out in pain.
Carla turned the naked man by pulling on the belt until she had his bare ass leaning against the front of the desk. When she yanked even harder toward the ceiling, Bill climbed up onto the edge of the desk. His ass cheeks clung to the wood as his legs dangled in front. Then the demanding Carla took one step backward, yanking his cock and balls against the pull of his own weight.
"Ouch!" Bill exclaimed. His balls ached and his cock throbbed. One more twist of the cloth belt and he was afraid his prick and balls would be torn completely off.
"Now you listen to me and I'm going to tell you what you're going to do," Carla sneered as she stepped closer to him. She kept the pressure on his cock and balls by pulling the belt up between her tits. "Tomorrow night is Friday night, and you're going to come across the street to my house at seven o'clock, and you're going to bring along that pretty little wife. If you're so much as a minute late, you'll be in the unemployment line Monday morning."
"But what are you going to do?" Bill said through teeth clenched in pain. "Why do I have to bring Brenda along?"
"You'll find out, you little asshole!" she said near his face. "You just be there with Brenda or kiss your job good-bye. I'll even get the Stones to throw you out of that little dream house that silly wife of yours seems to love!"
Now Bill knew there was no question about both of them going to the Wymans'. It would kill Brenda to have to move out of her dream house, and Bill could never do anything that caused that to be. Quickly he nodded, then he felt the belt unwind from his prick.
Her lips locked around the young man's prickshaft and glided up and down as she fucked cock with her face. Her mouth, he knew, could be as tight as her pussy and she wanted to make this youngster blast cum all over her tonsils. One of in hands reached up and gathered in his balls, and she kneaded them together with her fingers. Within minutes, the hard, youthful prick was swelling in her mouth as the cockhead ballooned even bigger. Another couple of vicious sucks with her lips, and she was rewarded with a hot splash of creamy cum against the back of her mouth.
"Oh shit, I'm cumming." Bill howled as he pushed against the floor with his toes.
He rammed his prick at the cock-sucking woman and blasted wad after wad of jism into the wet heat of her mouth. It was the first time anyone had ever eaten his cum, and the new experience was driving him wild. In those few seconds, he no longer cared whose face he was fucking, or that, just a few minutes ago, he'd been established as the lusty woman's slave.
CHAPTER THREE
Brenda lay sprawled on her back in her bottomless pink babydoll pajamas. And as she snuggled atop the blankets against the firmness of the mattress, she could hear the drone of a distant television echoing down the hall. As summer dragged to an end, the exhibition season for football had begun, and the league had scheduled a blockbuster battle for this. Thursday night, just when Brenda desperately needed Bill beside her.
The young newlywed woman was still confused, and still more than just a bit uptight about what she had seen that afternoon across the wall from her house and the Stones'. To make matters worse each time she closed her eyes or simply allowed her mind to drift, bright, coloful images of ass-slapping paddles or assfucking pricks washed through her mind, leaving twin trails of excitement and fear. She couldn't figure out why was she still so consumed by what she had seen, and she worried frantically that the obscene sights had somehow warped her mind. Why else would she find herself totally unable to escape those lewd thoughts?
And there was one image that disturbed Brenda the most, so much so that she couldn't even lie still. That one had scared right into her, and it wasn't the memory of Jim Stone's huge cock. No, cocks – at least, Bill's – she had seen before. It was that new sight that burned in her mind. That was of Laura Stone's naked female body propped up on the diving board, being brutally fucked in her pussy and asshole.
Brenda felt like she had mush for brains. Never before had she even thought about how a woman might look while being fucked. And the shock of seeing naked tits and ass shook her confidence to pieces, especially when that luscious body had been hammered in the cunt and ass by hard, raging cock. Brenda knew now that it was that vision of a woman being fucked that had driven her to finger-fuck herself right out there in the afternoon sun. After she was through, she felt totally ashamed. And she had bathed, scrubbing her pussy fiercely as if it had been made dirty. Then later she had also showered before she had come to bed.
And it still hadn't been enough. Somehow she'd missed some of the stain, because when Bill had come in from work with his tie stuffed in the pocket of his tightly buttoned jacket. Brenda could have sworn she still was able to smell her sticky, horny cunt. The smell of pussy had apparently been so strong that even Bill must have noticed, since he ducked past her without a kiss to head for the bathroom for a shower and change of clothes. When he had been safely behind that closed door, Brenda had scurried to the kitchen where she had used a washcloth to scrub down her pussy again. Thankfully it must have worked since, when Bill came back out smelling like soap, the aroma of her juicy cunt was gone.