Sally Nichols woke up to the shattering sound of the alarm clock.
Groggily, she forced her eyes open to face a new day.
Silence, when she stopped the ringing, was heavenly. Stretching her arms above her head, she could feel life spreading through her body. Her bedroom was cool and Sally felt her red nipples hardening as they came in contact with the air.
She went into the bathroom and, wrapping a turban towel around her blonde hair, hopped under the shower. Hot needle points of the water slapping against her skin woke her completely.
Out of the shower, she dried herself, then walked, naked, back into the bedroom. Gloriously nude in front of her full-length mirror, she surveyed herself.
Sally was just twenty-four years old; she had to admit she was beautiful. Her face was perfectly sculptured with a peaches and cream complexion that some women envied. Framing her face were her soft, billowy locks of hair, the color of harvested wheat. Sally's breasts also were beautiful; large (but not too large) mounds of soft, white flesh capped with the reddest of nipples that just begged to be sucked. Sally looked lower, down past her slim, flat stomach to hips that flared in a gentle curve, between which her large triangular patch of pubic hair barely concealed the pink, hair-lined outer lips of her sweet cunt.
As she stared at her cunt in the mirror, her legs involuntarily spread open. Through languorously drooping lids Sally saw her right hand move lightly down her belly to cup the soft, hair-covered mound. Desire raced through her thrilling body as she lightly manipulated her throbbing clit with the tip of her index finger.
As she massaged her hairy gash, Sally opened her legs wider, feeling the warm juices of her cunt oozing from her warm, wet hole.
Keeping her hand pressed against the mound of her twat, she flopped sensuously onto the bed, pulled her knees up and let her thighs fall open to give her access to every fraction of an inch of her inflamed cunt.
Soft moans of passion escaped from her throat as she continued to stimulate the hot, pink flesh of her vagina. Leaving her clit, she moved her hand a bit lower until her fingers were pressing against the palpitating flesh of her actual cunt hole. Deliberately, she inserted one finger into the humid depths of her vagina, thrilling to the sensation of her nail scraping against the fleshy walls.
As she finger-fucked her twat, her other hand came up to grasp the twin mounds of her quivering breasts. At the same time, the wetly pink tip of her tongue came out to play along her lips, moistening them with saliva until they glistened erotically in the light. Three fingers slammed in and out of her dripping hole, and her ass rocked on the bed as she tried to move deeper and deeper inside her womanly orifice.
Breath coming in quick gasps; body aflame with desire; orgasm approaching, she frantically finger-fucked her twat, sawing deeper and deeper into the inner recesses of her drenched vagina.
"Oh, just a little more," she groaned to herself, "just a little more. Oh, oh God, now, now… oh, oh, yes, yes, yes…"
As the volcanic waves of her orgasm wracked her body, she felt, her hand being soaked with the ocean of pent-up pussy cream that flooded from her throbbing, quivering hole.
Her fingers, still pressed deep inside her snatch, slowly emerged from the warm depths, covered with her slimy outpouring. Bringing her hand to her mouth, she was like a cat with a bowl of cream, leisurely licking the warm come from her hand, relishing the taste of her own pussy, until she had lapped up every delicious ounce.
Looking over to the clock, her eyes opened wide in surprise. In ten minutes, she was supposed to be at the office! Up from the bed, she ran to her bureau to snatch a lacy black bra and a pair of matching panties. Never knowing what each day held in store, she always tried to wear the most seductive underwear she could afford.
After stepping into the panties she then put on her bra, fastening it in back, then, bending over, she let the warm creamy mounds of her boobs spill into the waiting cups.
She dressed slowly, looking at herself in the mirror. Satisfied, she walked to the closet and took a deep red minidress from its hanger. Cut deep in the front, it showed off an ample portion of the lush flesh of her breasts to any man or woman who cared to look. After taking a brush to her hair one more time, she was finally ready to leave for work.
She made sure the door was locked, then left her apartment for the elevator.
As she left the building, she luxuriated in the feel of the bright summer sun splashing against her body. She walked the two blocks down the street to her office, conscious of the admiring glances that came her way from the people she passed. Taking a deep breath, she forced even more of her soft breasts up through the cut in her dress.
Although only a secretary for stock brokers Brown and Williams, the job had its advantages, she was able to increase her salary through a lot of the stock tips filtering into her office.
Sitting at her desk, she pulled a stack of papers from her in box and began typing the day's assignments.
"Good morning, Sally," came a voice. "Been here long?"
Turning around, she saw the junior member of the firm, Mr. Williams.
"As a matter of fact," she said softly, "I just got here. I hope you don't mind that I was late again." Mind hell, she thought. As long as I keep fucking for him, he couldn't care less if I come in at all.
"Mind?" he said. "Why should. I mind? I thought we had an understanding."
Licking her lips suggestively, Sally said, "Oh, we do, Mr. Williams, we do."
"That's what I wanted to hear," he said, vanishing inside his office.
As she got back to her typing, she became more and more aware of the itch that was growing between her legs. Shit, she thought. I must really be turning into a fucking nympho.
Just then, the intercom on her desk buzzed.
"Yes, Mr. Williams?" she said into it.
"Sally, would you mind coming in here for a moment? I have some dictation for you."
For appearance's sake, she picked up her tablet and pencil as she got up from her desk. She knew what kind of dictation he had for her and she knew that she would need neither the pencil nor the tablet.
"Come in," he said, after she went through the formality of knocking on the door.
Sally entered his office and, as usual, locked the door. Sitting down in the chair in front of his desk, she awaited her dictator's orders.
Clearing his throat, Williams said, "Miss Nichols, I would now like you to slowly strip yourself naked. Afterwards you will get my cock ready to fuck that hot little cunt of yours."
Smiling knowingly, Sally put down her pencil and paper and stood in front of him. She reached behind her to pull down the zipper of her dress, the soft, metallic hiss erotic in the silence of the room. She bent forward, letting the dress slide down her body until it fell in a heap at her ankles on the thickly carpeted floor.
Although he'd had her as a secretary for five months, the sight of her body never failed to stimulate Williams' carnal instincts. Already, the sight of her displayed before him in bra and panties made his prick harden, pressing against the material of his trousers.
Sally smiled at him as he sat behind the desk watching her every move. His eyes stared directly at her body as she reached behind again to unhook her bra. As she pulled the straps from her shoulders, she kept the cups pressed firmly against the creamy flesh of her tits until, in one great motion, she pulled the garment away and tossed it to the floor. Smilingly, she teased him by cupping her mounds in her hands, then gently kneading and squeezing the soft flesh until he thought he would go out of his voyeuristic mind.
Now came the part that Sally loved best. Walking around to the side of his desk where he could see the floor, she lay on the carpet, feeling the softness pressing against her back. As he watched her, she spread her legs so he could see the cunt-juiced crotch of her panties.
As he stared at the sweet damp between her open legs, Sally played with her breasts cupping the soft, warm mounds in her hands, then gently squeezing them between her fingers. Her nipples, hard with desire and begging to be sucked, were soon throbbing with anticipation.
Instinctively, Sally knew it was time to allow her boss to see her naked cunt, swollen with lust and oozing with her hot, tasty juices.
Leaving her boobs, she grasped the elastic band of her panties. Lifting her ass slightly from the floor, she teasingly pulled the sheer material from her rounded buttocks and down her thighs. Little by little he was able to see her private pudenda. First the sparse hairs at the top of her pubes, then growing thicker until her entire pussy was bared to his lust-filled eyes.
She pulled the panties completely off and closed her legs so all he was still able to see was her pussy. Then, ever so slowly, Sally opened her legs so he was able to see the hair-lined outer lips of her yummy gash. As her thighs spread wider, the thick outer lips split open, letting him stare directly into the hot, foaming honeypot of her cunt glistening with her excreted juices. After a few moments, she reached to her twat to lightly rub along its edge with her fingertips. Soft moans of pleasure escaped from her throat as she scraped against the sensitive, swollen areas of her vagina.
Sally, eyes closed, continued to lightly finger her snatch as she heard her boss getting up from his chair. Opening her eyes, she found him kneeling over her with his cock and balls dangling just above her face. Smiling, Sally unhanded her cunt and began to gently stroke her boss. While one hand cupped and squeezed his nuts, her other hand slowly moved back and forth on his thick, meaty joystick until it was standing rock-hard and reaching seven inches from his body.
As she looked up at his hard, throbbing tool, Sally could feel the juices inside her cunt squishing even more lubriciously. Musky maleness of his body filled her nostrils and inflamed her senses.
She raised her head slightly and her tongue came out to lightly lick the rigid rammer from the base all the way to the tip of the bulging red cock knob.
Saturating the entire length of his cock with her saliva, she opened her mouth as wide as possible and engulfed the meaty red head. Her boss's sighs inspired her to even greater highs, and she was soon sucking the entire length of his monstrous prick into the warm, wet depths of her mouth and throat.
As she mouthed his cock, she began digging the sharp points of her fingernails into the hairy sack holding his come-filled balls.
Williams groaned with pleasure as he felt the sharpness penetrating into his nuts. He closed his eyes, letting the lust swarm over his body. The hot gurgling sound of Sally gulping his cock into her mouth was exploding inside his brain. He could feel the torrent of his orgasm building up inside and he hastily pulled his bursting prick from the hot confines of her mouth. He wanted to be inside her cunt. He wanted to fuck her.
Lying on top of her writhing body, he grasped his stickshift and guided it to her waiting, quivering hole. With one savage lunge, he plunged his cock ball-deep inside her gearbox.
Sally felt the walls of her box stretching to accommodate his accessory and groaned with lustful pleasure. Slowly her ass began to reciprocate, thrilling to the feeling of his cock changing gears inside her.
As his pisser pistoned in Sal's well-oiled cylinder, Williams brought his mouth down to hers. It opened wide as she accepted his tongue.
Sally's nails savagely scraped his back as her passion mounted uncontrollably, her cunt on fire as his monstrous whangeroo continued to force back and forth inside her suctioning man-trap.
"Oh God, fuck me," she moaned, her voice hoarse with lust. "Fuck me, fuck me. Shee-it, give it to me. Stab your dong all the way up. Fuck my hole… my cunt, fuck it, then fuck it harder, harder. Let me feel it all the way up there, slam it into me. Oh yes, yes, God, that's so good. Just like that, oh yes, yes, yes. Don't ever stop. Just keep fucking my pussy forever, oh God, your cock is so big… I can't stand it, oh it's good, so good…"
Williams was moving frantically as he fucked her. His cock was still pistoning smoothly inside her hole. Raising his chest slightly, he cupped the rolling flesh of her boobs in his hands and squeezed them unmercifully, roughly pinching the hard, erect flesh of her nipples between thumbs and forefingers until Sally cried out, half with pain and half with erotic pleasure. Sweat was pouring from his body as he plundered Sally's vagina. His breath was coming in quick, short gasps. He knew the rest of him would be coming soon.
He worked faster, wanting to make Sally come.
Sally felt her orgasm welling inside her body. Higher. Higher. Suddenly she screamed. Her body exploded in a long series of eruptions. Her entire body convulsed as the might of her orgasm ripped through her. She struggled to breathe as wave after wave washed over her, leaving her lying on the carpet spent and exhausted. Just then she heard Williams groan. His cock expanded inside her cunt and she felt the scalding hot spurts of his syrupy come shooting deep inside her vagina, soaking the slimy walls of her cunt. Afterwards he collapsed on top of her, exhausted and certainly spent.
They lay there for a few minutes until they'd caught their breath. When their bodies were back to normal, Williams got up and dressed.
Sally did the same and within five minutes they were both relaxed and ready to begin the day's work.
Before she left the office, Williams said, "Oh, by the way, Sally, I think we'll be able to give you the raise that you've been asking for."
Smilingly, Sally turned on her heels, left his office and went back to her own desk, her mind at ease and her cunt satisfied… for the moment.