Hot Pants Salesgirl
by Steve Golden


FOREWORD 

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. 

The Publisher 


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 wound 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 tip a steady rhythm with her clutching hand. His halls 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! Rain 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-tucking! 

"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! Grain 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 I 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 Suck 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. 


End
