151351.fb2 Skin-Flick Slut - читать онлайн бесплатно полную версию книги . Страница 6

Skin-Flick Slut - читать онлайн бесплатно полную версию книги . Страница 6

I smiled. «I can hardly wait. When's my first day?»

«Baby,» he said, «I'd love to try to get you in as soon as I can. The sooner you start working as a staff model here, the more often I can see you … I like to keep a personal eye on how every model's doing.»

I knew he did, all right! Beauty was a special magazine in that it had a few girls who were favorites of the readers, or the watchers! And probably favorites of the editors, too. They'd appear every few issues in new layouts, new costumes – new positions, too. That was the best way to make it as a model in this biz, get to be someone's favorite. And I knew from the way that Phil had boned me that I was off on the right foot.

I relaxed, enjoying the feeling of Phil's body on mine. After a while, Phil got up off the couch and picked up his clothes. I watched him dress; all the while, his eyes were on my naked body spread on the couch.

«You'll have to talk to my higher-ups,» said Phil as he zipped up his pants. He smiled broadly. «But I'm sure they'll see their way straight to help you out in any way they can.»

I smiled myself, getting off the couch. I eased up close to him and put my naked body against him through his clothes. I rubbed myself slowly up and down, feeling the tingling of my hard nipples against his shirt. «I hope you don't think I'm just an astute businesswoman?»

Phil laughed. «I think you're that and many more things.» He leaned down and pressed his lips against mine. He nibbled quickly at my lips and I felt his tongue seething into my mouth. He stroked my tongue quickly and roughly. I felt myself getting turned on again as he kissed me. I snuggled closer, rubbing my naked body against his slowly, up and down as his tongue probed deeper between my parted lips, against my tongue. My nipples seemed to get harder as I stroked them against his shirt; Phil let me press myself harder against his body and put his arms around me. I felt his hands on my naked buttocks; my legs were slightly spread as he began to fondle and gently stroke them.

I sighed as he massaged my ass; Phil had such incredible hands. I thrust my tongue back against his; he kissed me hard and long as his fingers slithered down under the curve of my ass. It felt great to be naked against him; I didn't want to put my clothes on and I didn't want him to stop rubbing my ass. In fact … I let my hand trail around his body, sliding against his stomach. I put it between our bodies and opened my fingers slowly, pressing my palm against his crotch. He was getting hard all over again, he didn't even seem tired yet! I was still so wet for him that pressing my hand against his prick through his pants as the long shaft slowly got harder made me tingle with pleasure. I rubbed hard and Phil let out a grunt, his cock achieving a full hard- on. I stroked my body against his thirstily as I gently massaged his cock; I felt his hands curving around the bottom of my ass and probing between my cheeks, reaching between my slightly-spread thighs. I parted my legs farther, lowering myself on his body so my face was before his neck as he pulled his tongue impetuously out of my mouth. I closed my eyes and pressed my open lips against his salty, warm neck, gently petting his flesh with my tongue as his fingers slithered in between my thighs. I gasped as he touched my outer cunt-lips; they were still soaked with semen and fresh pussy-juice. I whimpered as he slid his fingers deeper between my lips, stroking the well-greased hole, but not penetrating me yet. I pressed my ass down against his hands and he pressed up; a bolt of pleasure went through me as he forced his fingertips against my pussy-hole. He probed deeper and touched my clit; I moaned as the tiny erect bud throbbed in response. It was so good … I panted heavily, running my tongue over his warm neck, licking him hungrily, occasionally biting him. He pressed his fingertips into my folds, stroking slowly from the bottom of my tight cunt-hole up to the aching mound of my clit, I bit him harder as his hand lingered on my clit and he started pressing up and down. I grunted in time with his rubbing; he masturbated me slowly as I groped at his cock.

The feel of his long shaft in my hand was making me wetter. I couldn't believe I wanted him again already! I tightened my fingers around his prick as he jogged my clit rhythmically up and down; my whole body was jerking with every tiny movement on my clit. I lapped his neck, biting him more frequently as the tingling and aching in my pussy got stronger. I moved my hand up from his cock to the button of his pants, which he'd already fastened; I unfastened it and started drawing his zipper down. The hard shaft of his cock came into view again through his tightly-stretched underpants; I couldn't believe how much I'd missed it! I slid my hand down his pants and rubbed his cock more directly as he pinched my clit ever so slightly; my whole spine seemed to light up with sudden ecstasy and I gasped, thrusting my body roughly against his so that my nipples seemed charged with the feeling of his chest through his shirt. With my free hand I started unbuttoning his shirt, easing it slowly open as he stroked my clit; I never let his cock out of my other hand. The feel of his naked chest against my hand as I stroked and groped it turned me on even more; he had one of the most gorgeous chests I'd ever seen. I squeezed his nipple gently, making him press against my clit even harder; finally I had his shirt all the way open and my tits were pressed firmly up to his naked, hairy chest. Squirming against him, I felt my nipples stroked up and down on his soft chest-hair; my whole body was alive against him. Phil's hand slid deeper between my cunt-lips and before long he pressed his finger against my tight hole. I held my breath as he pressed in; his middle finger eased its way into me. My cunt was really wet now, not only was I oozing the gallons of thick, slippery come that Phil had shot into me, but I was gushing all over again with the feeling of his body against my naked flesh and his hand in my cunt! His finger went easily in, barely stretching me at all but making my whole lower body light up in ecstasy. I moaned softly, still licking his neck and biting it every few seconds and grasping his cock hungrily with one hand! My other hand snaked down his loose waistband and I began to stroke his gorgeous, tight ass through the sweaty cotton of his underpants. Feeling his ass like I had when I'd licked him sent a tingle up my spine. Phil started easing his finger in and out of me, back and forth, finger-fucking me gently so that I writhed and squirmed against him. I thrust my ass down against his hand as he shoved it in more quickly, he let a second finger join the first and started finger-fucking me with both fingers! It felt so incredible, I needed to have his cock in my pussy again! I put my mouth up against his ear and whispered: «Oh Phil … once isn't enough … I've gotta have you again!» As I breathed warmly into his ear, as sexy as I could be, I slowly pulled down the elastic of his underpants and eased out his cock. He grunted when I wrapped my fingers around the naked shaft; it was hot with the blood coursing through it. He felt so big – even after having him inside me, I was amazed at how luscious his cock was. Phil's hand quickened under my ass, ramming his fingers in and out of me. I started fucking my body, spreading my legs further; I slipped my hand under his shirt and stroked his naked back and tugged at him, trying to pull him onto the floor as I inched down his body. He moved a little, but made me wait as he finger-fucked me hard and fast, stroking his cock up and down, jacking him off, my cunt really exploded in pleasure. I could stand it no more, I had to feel that cock in my mouth! I bent slowly down, Phil let his fingers slide out of my cunt and I sighed in disappointment. But I had to taste him again and then I was sure he'd fuck me once more!

I bent over, my ass thrust high into the ground, and put my lips against the head of his cock. He still tasted like my tangy, luscious cunt, but as I started running my tongue all over his thick, arrow- shaped head, I tasted his salty pre-cum dripping out of his cock. I lapped at it thirstily and as I got more and more turned on, I placed my lips at his very head and shoved, forcing his cock into my mouth. I moaned softly in pleasure as it filled my mouth, pressing against my tongue, I heard Phil grunting in response as I sucked him hard and knew how much he loved my mouth. I forced it deeper, feeling his shaft enter the top of my throat, forcing myself to deep-throat so that I could take him all. Then, I wrapped my fingers around his balls, stroking them sexily as I finished eating his cock. He'd fucked me all the way down my throat; I sucked hard and started jerking my tongue roughly up and down. Phil shoved his hips in time with me, feeling his body seethe against mine made my cunt throb! My mouth wasn't enough, I needed him in my cunt!

I eased my mouth back up, sucking hard every inch. I slithered up his body, pressing the length of my naked skin against him. «Let's do it,» I panted into his ear, tugging on his shoulders. «Fuck me on the floor.»

I pulled hard and Phil gave in. I slid gradually down onto my knees, pulling him with me; my arms wrapped around the back of his neck on his upper shoulders. He started licking and biting at my shoulders as I got all the way to my knees and spread my legs wide; helped by his hands on my ass, I lay on my back and eased my feet far apart, bending my knees so I could lift my ass slightly and show Phil my pink, dripping slit, which was slick with his semen! Phil got on top of me, tossing off his shirt as I reached down and pulled his pants open wider. I took his cock in my hand and maneuvered him in between my legs as I raised and lowered my ass as if I was fucking him already. I could feel the plush carpet of the office stroking my ass, it must have been two inches long and made for fucking! I wondered how many other models he'd fucked on this floor – no fucks as good as me, I was sure! Phil lay on top of me and I shoved his cock up against my hole, in between my dripping cunt- lips. I let go of his prick and put my arms around his waist, molding my fingers onto his ass so I could feel his gorgeous cheeks tensing when he entered me.

«Fuck me,» I panted into his ear, whimpering softly as his cock strained against my greased hole. «Shove your cock into me. Fuck me on the floor.»

Phil shoved hard then, and his powerful shaft slid into me. I moaned wildly, lifting my ass off the plush carpet so he could ram it harder into my cunt. He fucked me all the way in one shove, the entire length of his enormous prick went into my wet channel! He was so horny and so hard from my short blow-job that he couldn't hold back; he started fucking me crazily right away! He pulled his hips back and I squeezed his ass tighter, pulling my body forward against his as he shoved so that his cock-thrusts were even stronger! Each thrust was quick and hard, fucking me deep and I practically lost my mind as he entered me again and again! It was so good, I told him so every time he fucked me with a tiny, horny whimper: «So good … so good….. uh! So good – uh! That's soooo good… uh – « My panting matched his fucks, every time he shoved into me I had to catch my breath with the waves of pleasure running through my cunt! He was so big, he seemed to fill my cunt even as I gushed semen from his last fuck – it dribbled down around his balls as I reached between my open thighs to feel his shaft sinking into me! Then I gripped his ass again, feeling every time as he plowed into me with that incredible prick … I moaned crazily, begging for more as I felt his thrusts getting stronger, he was going to come any second! «Come inside me, baby,» I panted. «Spurt … It's so good … so good … so good …» He grunted and shoved with even more energy as I rocked my hips up and down, meeting every thrust so my cunt took him rapidly, roughly, then he moaned, biting my neck and tonguing it viciously, licking me hard and fast as I realized he was gonna do it again! He put his hands under my naked ass and gripped hard, lifting me against him with each fuck so he controlled where my cunt went and brought it down tighter and harder around his shaft. He was going to come, I moaned for him to spurt deep and wet, I had to have his jizz again! Phil's fingers bit into my ass, I knew he was going to bruise me, but I didn't care! He rammed his cock in faster, then his cock- muscles tightened in my cunt and he groaned in pleasure! He spurted, and I could feel his come gushing into my pussy, filling me with his thick semen! He still shoved into me as he emptied another load into my snatch, then he went limp and lay, exhausted, on top of my naked body. My legs were still spread wide around him, I panted heavily as his cock went soft, still rammed into my cunt.

I gently nibbled on his ear, feeling his come splashed around my lips. «Your come feels so good inside me,» I whispered. Phil chuckled, then looked up, glancing at the clock.

«Almost time for lunch,» he said, getting to his knees between my legs. «I've got a meeting at the Chestershire Pub. I've got to talk to Rich about new models!»

My eyes went wide as I lay with my thighs spread around Phil's knees. Rich was Richard Billings, the publisher. I smiled slowly.

«He'll be dying to meet you,» said Phil. «Can you make a lunch date tomorrow?»

«With Richard Billings?» I said, propping myself up on my elbows. «You bet! What time?»

Phil chuckled. He got up and started fastening his pants. When he was done, he put on his shirt and buttoned it slowly, looking me up and down where I was sprawled nude on the floor.

«Twelve,» said Phil, grinning. «At the Chestershire. But … these meetings tend to run long.»

«No problem.»

«Sometimes very long. Very, very long. First we talk contracts, but after that …»

I grinned. I'd met Richard before at a few parties. He was gorgeous, even better looking than Phil. And I'd had girlfriends who'd worked here and done all that goes along with that.

They'd all said that Richard's lunches were very special.

«I think we can arrange something … extra long. I don't have any plans for tomorrow afternoon.»

Phil put on his jacket. «Or evening?»