Anna, having returned from the closet well fucked and well-sucked, was looking around for some more prick. No longer desperate for it, she figured that she could take her time and select a dick that truly appealed to her. In fact, she had an eye out for handsome Reginald Harris, whose tapered cock always interested her.
Valerie Parker strolled over.
Valerie was a good-looking woman with a slightly triangular face, narrow at the bottom so that her wide mouth seemed to stretch all the way across her jaw. She had big, wide-set eyes and her tawny hair was worn very short, almost cropped. She habitually wore mannish tweed suits and was a very efficient office manager, working under old man Benson, himself.
Valerie and Anna were friends.
Valerie had sucked Anna off a couple times.
That was the only thing they had in common – Anna's cunt – but it was a firm basis for friendship. Anna did not suck cunt, herself – although she knew that she really ought to, whether she wanted to or not, to affirm her belief in women's liberation, which she did not really understand. She was always more than willing to let a woman give her some head, however, both to prove that she was liberated and because it felt so damned good. She supposed that, being a cunt sucker, her friend Valerie was very liberated.
In fact, Valerie was not liberated at all.
She was a lesbian, pure and simple.
She knew all about women's liberation – a lot more about it than Anna did – but she hated the whole idea. Valerie believed that a woman should be soft and defenseless and unable to provide for herself. The fact that she was self-sufficient, herself, did not mean anything, because she was really a man in a woman's body, as far as she was concerned. She never tried to seduce a woman who thought herself equal to a man, preferring really feminine types. The only reason that she had sucked Anna off was because she realized that Anna, although she professed to believe in equality, was really only a tramp who didn't know any better – and had a tasty pussy, to boot.
"Having fun, honey?" Valerie said.
"Yeah."
"Been screwed yet?"
Valerie might have had ulterior motives in asking that, of course.
"Once," said Anna. "I had a nice fuck and we sucked each other off, too. In the broom closet."
"The broom closet!"
"Yet. It was with the janitor," Anna confessed, looking a bit sheepish.
"Good Lord! All men are nasty creatures, but a janitor? How could you?"
"Oh, it's like mountain climbing I guess. You climb on a prick because it's there."
Valerie smiled, then said, "Well, if you don't manage to get all you need tonight, I'll be happy to suck you off after the party's over."
"Thanks. I'll remember that. Right now, I was looking for Reggie Harris, though."
"Harris? He took Jayne in his office. Well, he followed her in, actually. But they've been in there for quite awhile, so I expect they're fucking."
"Damn! Jayne, huh? I didn't know she was like that. She said she wasn't. You can never tell about a girl."
"I was thinking the same thing. I never tried to get Jayne in bed because I figured she wouldn't go for it, but if she's screwing Harris, who knows?" Valerie gave a delicious little shudder. "I would certainly adore getting my head between those big thighs."
"Yeah? Well, I'd like to get a cuntful of Reggie's big prick, myself."
"I wonder…"
"What's that?"
"Maybe we could sort of separate them."
Anna considered that.
"Well, it's worth a try," she said.
There was nothing whatsoever separating Harris and Jayne, at the moment, except their hipbones.
Jayne was perched on the edge of the desk and Harris was feeding his long cock to her with relish, hit ass corkscrewing as he plowed in to the hilt. Her head and shoulders were thrown back and she was supporting herself on her hands, while her lush hips weaved a pattern into which Harris was fucking with resolution.
They had been fucking for some time.
Because Jayne had milked his cock and balls so expertly in her mouth, Harris was in no hurry to blow his wad again and was able to hold off, giving her a lovely, lingering fuck that was very much to her taste. And because he had given her a handjob not long before, she was thrilling to the fuck without feeling any urgency for the creamy culmination.
Presently, they decided to change positions. Harris pulled his thundering prick out of her creamy twat and stepped back. Jayne leaned down and gave his purple cock head a loving kiss, enjoying the taste of her own cunt juice on his sizzling shaft. Then she turned and leaned over the desk, her feet on the floor and her shapely ass sticking up in the air.
He stepped in and fed his cock to her again, from the back this time.
They commenced fucking.
Her ass heaved and bucked and his trim belly slapped against her bottom as he drove his fat dick up her hole from the back, thrilling her by approaching at this new angle.
He reached around her and cupped her tits in both hands as he rode her ass.
Jayne began to whimper, a series of short, sharp, "Ohs," and then a longer, wailing, "Oooooh…"
She knew that she was going to cream soon.
She was trying to hold off so that she could come at the exact moment that he poured his boiling scum into her cunt, but she knew she could not wait much longer. His cock, coming in from the back, was massaging her flaming clit with every long stroke.
She reached back between her legs and cupped his dangling balls, squeezing as if she were urging that full sac to yield up its load to her pussy.
Harris fed the meat to her with vigor.
And that was the sight that greeted Valerie and Anna as they slipped quietly into the office.
Standing by the door, the two women looked at each other and grinned. Valerie held her finger to her lips and Anna nodded. They tiptoed across the room.
Harris had his back to them and Jayne had her back to Harris, so neither of the busy fuckers saw the two lusty women approach silently.
Anna stood behind Harris' bucking ass and slipped her hand into his crotch from the back, cupping his balls. Jayne's hand was already there, but when Jayne felt another hand on his balls she assumed, naturally, that it must be his own hand – that he was holding his balls for some reason. Since he had both hands on her tits, she could have seen that this was illogical, had she considered it – but as her climax built up, she was not in a logical frame of mind.
But Harris realized that his balls were being fondled by an extra hand – and that the hand had come in under his ass. He puzzled over that fact for a moment, still steadily fucking into Jayne. Then he looked over his shoulder.
Anna winked at him.
Harris was startled. His fucking became erratic for a moment, but then steadied. He knew Anna very well and he was not at all disappointed to find that she had joined the party.
Then he saw Valerie, who was still holding her index finger to her lips, cautioning secrecy.
He was not so pleased to see Valerie there, for he knew what her inclinations were and figured that her tongue was liable to deprive him of some pussy. But still, there was plenty of pussy to go around now and, furthermore, being old man Benson's office manager, Valerie was probably higher in the company pecking order than Harris was, so he didn't want to antagonize her.
He grinned at the newcomers and continued to feed his raging prick to Jayne's pussy.
Anna sank to her knees and began to tongue his balls as he screwed Jayne.
Valerie leaned over Jayne's upturned, churning ass and began to run her tongue up that taut crack and then pushed her tongue into the girl's asshole.
Jayne, face down on the desk and all ready to cream, thought that it was her own orgasm that was tingling all through her pelvis that had sparked that new thrill in her asshole. She figured she was due for a wonderful come.
Harris plowed up her hole and Valerie darted her tongue up her nether hole and Jayne began to vibrate.
But then Anna grasped Harris by the balls, firmly, and pulled his pecker right out of Jayne.
Jayne wailed a forlorn protest, but she supposed that he had merely slipped out by accident, going back too vigorously on the backstroke and that his fat dick would soon be up her cunt again, as soon as he got his bearings and took proper aim on her hole.
Her ass heaved and squirmed.
Valerie kept rimming her asshole devoutly.
Harris made a valiant attempt to get his cock back into Jayne, for he had been enjoying that fuck no end, but Anna held him tightly by the balls, turned him right around, and popped his pecker into her mouth. Her greedy mouth was like a trap. There was no escape she had lips like suction cups.
He sighed and began to fuck her face.
Jayne was whimpering for more prick. She opened her legs wide so that he could get back in without being blocked by a hip or thigh.
And Valerie moved down from Jayne's asshole to her crotch, running her tongue down the crack of the girl's juicy ass and into her creamy cunt. That hole was gaping wide open and Valerie began to stab her hot tongue as far up the slot as it would reach, while her hungry lips started to slurp merrily away on cuntlips and clit.
She held Jayne's thighs in her hands, spreading them, and buried her face against her cunt as she sucked the cunt juice with greedy rapture.
Jayne was surprised.
Assuming that it was Harris who was eating her twat, she wondered why he had forsaken fucking for sucking before he had come, but she was in no mood to object to it. She was delighted, in fact. Where on earth had Harris ever learned to suck cunt like that? she wondered. Jayne always enjoyed having a man eat her pussy out, but she had never known a man who did it so expertly. It almost seemed as if he must have made a study of pussy, that he knew just how to make it feel best for a girl, which men, since they did not possess cunts themselves, seldom knew.
"Ohhh… that's so good!" she wailed. "You've got the greatest tongue I ever felt!"
That thrilled Valerie to the very core of her sexually inverted being.
She had intended to suck Jayne off from behind without revealing who was doing that sucking, but now that Jayne had proclaimed her pleasure, Valerie figured it would be to her advantage to take credit where credit was due. Who knew, she might get to suck that adorable snatch again, sometime, if she declared herself.
She realized there was some danger that Jayne, seeing that it was a woman who was eating her out, might object. But she could tell from long cuntsucking experience that Jayne was all set to cream and it seemed doubtful that any girl could terminate the act when she was on the point of coming.
She figured it was worth taking a chance.
Grasping Jayne by the hipbones, she turned the horny girl over so that she came face up on the desk.
Jayne raised her heavy thigh so that she could rotate without losing contact with that tongue.
Then, looking down the arched curve of her own belly, she saw Valerie's busily munching face between her legs.
"Oh!" she cried, startled.
Her body went stiff for a moment. "Enjoy it, honey. Let me make you cream," Valerie whispered, as her tongue coiled around Jayne's clit and her lips pulled and sucked lovingly.
Jayne moaned.
She was almost at the peak… and it felt so damned good! It wasn't as if she had done it deliberately… and what the hell! There was no way she was going to resist at this stage.
She smiled down at the cuntsucking woman.
"Oh, yes!" she cried. "Suck me off!"