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CHAPTER SEVEN

At five in the morning, Donna stopped in the restroom and blotted the smudges on her skin. She pulled off her dress and looked at herself in the mirror. Her pale-pink skin was without blemish. Her long hair was neatly brushed now and hung down over her shoulders, covering only the upper third of her firm, pointed tits.

She took a tissue and wiped the inner edges of her cuntlips one last time. When she put her dress back on, the short silk garment showed wrinkles from the night's activities, but it still looked shapely on her. She did a quick turn and admired the shape of her bare ass as the dress billowed up.

Donna went to Tony's office. He was just concluding a phone conversation. The door made a loud click when she pushed it shut.

"Where's the group?" she asked when he put down the phone.

"Oh, they'll probably be along. How did your night go?"

"It went okay, I guess. The tips were good."

"That's great, Donna. Say, until the others show, why don't the two of us have our own little celebration?"

She couldn't keep from smiling. "That sounds nice. Just the two of us."

"Turn around and I'll help you with your dress."

His hands were warm in the back of her dress as he drew the zipper down, then slipped his fingers inside.

Donna watched in the mirror as he slowly peeled the clinging garment down, exposing her pointed tits, then her bare cunt mound. The black silk slipped down her legs to fall around her ankles, but she scarcely noticed as she admired her own nakedness.

"Like what you see?" he asked.

"I like having my cunt shaved," should. "It makes me look so naked."

She glanced at him. He had undressed while she had admired herself, and now he stood naked, his huge cock thrust forward. He put his arm around her waist and guided her to the bed.

As she lay down on the bed, he asked, "What would you like to do?"

"Straight fuck."

"Just a little old-fashioned girl," he said, smiling as he grasped her thighs.

While she watched in the ceiling mirror, he brought her legs up, then split them straight out to the sides, bringing her thighs down flat on the bed. Her cuntlips were forced open, exposing her pussy.

"Let me put it in," she said.

While he knelt between her thighs, she took his huge cock by the shaft and brought the prickhead down against her cuntlips. She worked the head up and down in her cuntlips, watching it glisten as her own slippery lubricating juices rubbed onto it.

She braced the sides of her knees down against the bed, making her ass swing up. Her inner cuntlips pushed up against the head of his cock and slowly opened around it. With his cockhead halfway inside, there was a jab of pain, and she stopped and waited, holding herself up in place.

After a moment, the pain went away, so she pressed the sides of her knees down harder, levering her cunt up higher as her pussy enveloped his cockhead.

She looked between his legs at the mirror on the wall and saw her cuntflesh tight around the head of his cock. She pushed herself still higher.

"I'm ready if you are," she said softly.

He slowly fucked into her as she pushed the sides of her knees down, thrusting her cunt up over his cockshaft. She gasped at the warm tingling feeling as his cockhead thrust deep into her cunt. She brought her hips up to meet him and pushed her bare cunt mound up hard against his hairy crotch.

While he drew his cock back, she swung her ass down, slipping her cunt back down on his cockshaft. Now he fucked into her fast, and she raised her cunt to meet him, mashing her pussy mound against his groin. Immediately, he drew his prick back, as she swung her hips back down for the next thrust.

Tony slipped his arms under her back and drew her up close against him, while she gripped his shoulders hard and pressed her face against his. A soft whine came from her throat, rising when he thrust back in and falling when he drew back out. Each stroke of his cock brought a wave of tingling heat to her cunt.

She turned her head to the side and watched in the mirror on the wall. As each wave of heat rose, she levered her hips up to build it, then fell back to let the heat die. It was the undulating motion of a wave, starting with her back, then flexing through her belly, then bringing her hips up with a whip-like motion.

Then the waves of heat didn't fall back when she let her hips down. Each wave crested as he fucked into her, then held until the next cock stroke, then built with the next.

The whine in her throat turned into a choking whimper, a whimper that broke each time they bumped together. The waves of beat in her cunt built higher and higher as she undulated up to meet Tony. His cock-strokes grew slower.

Then she arched up and held herself rigid. "Oooohhh!"

Her cuntjuice flooded in waves over his hard driving cock.

Tony drew her up close, fucked deep into her cunt and held himself quivering against her as his cum spurted.

Long after his cum stopped pumping, he held her close. Then he lowered her to the bed, slipped his arms out and knelt between her thighs.

His fingers were warm on her overheated cuntlips as he massaged her tender flesh.

As he massaged her cuntlips, her hips involuntarily rocked in small motions, making her tender cuntflesh work up and down against his fingers. Donna lay back and relaxed under his kind hands.

"We're here!"

Donna forced her eyes open and turned her head. It was Betty and Joe. And they were shedding their clothes.

"Tony, can't we…" It was pointless to finish the question.

Joe looked at the two on the bed and said, "I see you got a head start on the celebration."

Betty wiggled her ass as she worked her tight panties down off her hips. "Head start or not, I know a good equalizer. Let's have a good old-fashioned daisy chain."

"Sounds great," Tony said. "Let's use a little variation though." He went to his desk. "I've got a little timer here that will bleep every minute. Each time it bleeps, everybody's got to swap ends."

Donna lay down across the head of the bed. Tony put his mouth over Betty's hairless cunt as she lay on her back and spread her legs. Betty lay down and took Joe's cock in her mouth.

Strong hands spread Donna's legs. Joe was smiling at her as he forced her thighs wide, spreading her cuntlips open. He put his mouth over her bare pussy as she twisted her upper body and took Tony's limp cock in her mouth.

Joe's tongue probed her cuntslit, and her hips jerked when his tongue-tip touched her cunt. Tony's cock was turning stiff now, and she worked her mouth down over his cockhead.

Little by little Donna worked Tony's cock farther back into her throat. It was big and didn't fit her throat easily, but she swallowed over and over and worked it farther and farther back.

Finally, her lips were pressed into his cockhair. His cockhead was deep in her throat. She raised her head and felt her throat slide up past the cockhead. When only the end of his prick remained in her lips, she breathed in with a gasp and started pushing her mouth back down.

As she worked on Tony's cock, Joe was making her cunt pulse hot with his tongue. She couldn't help jerking her hips up whenever his tongue probed her pussy.

Joe's tongue worked faster and faster on her cunt, while she slipped her mouth up and down faster on Tony's cock.

Suddenly the timer on Tony's desk sounded. Donna slipped her lips up on Tony's cockshaft. Her lips stretched out as she drew her mouth up off the head. Her hips jerked once more as Joe darted his tongue-tip out against her clit one last time, then slipped his tongue out of her cunt. She left her thighs spread as she spun on her back, bringing her cunt under Tony's face and her mouth to Joe's cock.

Joe's cock was smaller and easier to take as she put the head in her mouth and inched her lips down the cockshaft, feeling the prickhead fuck down her throat. And just as her face touched Joe's cockhair, Tony's mouth covered her cunt.

Tony took her thighs in his hands and spread her farther open as his tongue slipped against the tender flesh of her pussylips.

Tony's tongue kept her hips jerking and rocking as he kept darting it against her cunt, hitting it lightly each time. While he did hit it lightly, he timed his tongue thrusts so that just as her hips settled back on the bed, he touched her cunt again and made her jerk.

Then the timer sounded again. Donna squeezed Joe's hips as she ran her lips over the length of his cockshaft three extra times, then gently nibbled the prickhead as she slipped her lips off.

Tony moved his tongue against her cunt two more times and then, just as her ass settled back, shot it out again.

Donna spun on her back, placing her cunt under Joe's mouth. She eyed the huge head of Tony's cock, wondering how to give him some extra pleasure. She put her mouth on the cockhead and pushed down, stretching her lips way out until the bulge entered her mouth and her lips encircled the prick shaft.

She quickly pushed her mouth up on Tony's cockshaft when an electric flash brought her ass off the bed, making her hips quiver. Joe had his tongue on her cunt and was violently working it around and around.

She slipped her mouth, up on Tony's cock shaft and breathed as she worked her tongue in his piss-slit. He writhed under her mouth and then settled his hips while she went back down.

Joe had gone back to running his tongue up just inside her cuntlips to touch her cunt lightly. It was having a great effect, and the pulses of heat in her pussy turned to waves. The waves would rise and fall, but they each built higher than the one before.

Donna swelled toward orgasm, as so did Betty. Betty's back was arched and rigid as she worked her mouth on Joe's cock.

While Donna worked her mouth on Tony's cock, his body stiffened under her. She ran her mouth and her throat up and down faster and harder, until his hot cum spurted deep into her throat. She swallowed and held his cockshaft in her throat.

Joe's tongue was working harder and faster on her clit, and her hips rocked higher and harder, pushing her cunt up into his face. Then a scaring pain surged through her cunt and her cunt juices flowed. Her hot fuck juice flowed right into his waiting mouth.

Donna stole another glance in the mirror. Betty was still working her mouth up and down on Joe's cockshaft, and his ass was bouncing on the bed. Soon he arched rigid and he shot his load.

When Joe stopped quivering, Tony said, "Let's everybody stay in place and soak it for a while."

Donna held Tony's shrunken cock in her mouth.

In a few minutes Tony sat up, pulling his cock out of Donna's mouth.

"I don't know about the rest of you," he said, "but tomorrow comes early."

Donna looked at the clock on the desk. "Six-fifteen! Is there anybody left here?"

"No," Tony said. "Everybody's gone but us chickens."

Carrying their clothes, Donna and Betty walked naked through the hall to the restroom. While Donna took a wet towel and blotted at the perspiration on her body, Betty dressed quickly.

"Well, kid," Betty said. "How did it go for you tonight?"

"Betty, I was raped! That guy that drank the coffee. He raped me!"

Betty was silent for a moment and then said, "Kid, I guess I haven't been real straight with you. It's happened to me too. It's happened a lot."

"What do you do about it?"

"Nothing. I relax and enjoy it. When it happens, the guy's always sorry as hell afterward. Gives you a great big tip. I forget about it and wait for the next time. See you tomorrow, kid."