wormed her tongue around and around.
She knew she couldn't get her tongue down the inside of his cock. It didn't matter. Trying was getting them both hotter and hotter. That was the name of this cock-sucking, cunt-licking game: pleasure!
His hips were driving his cock deep into her face now. She ran her tongue under the cleft of his prick and that was like a trigger to the man's come.
A white fountain of his jism blasted down into her mouth. She sucked and licked until she'd gotten every single last drop he could give. And even then, she wasn't satisfied. Her tongue rubbed and worked on his prick until the entire fucking tool went completely limp in her mouth.
She sighed and let it fall free of her lips. That had been tasty, damned tasty. There were few things in the world she liked better than the taste of a man's cum.
But she was still uptight. Her guts were under tremendous sexual tension. In spite of coming two or three times. She was in the crazy, blurry world of sexual fulfillment. She needed more.
'Keep licking,' she told him. 'Get me off good!'
'Ummmm, yeah. Sure thing,' he said. There was a lewd slurping noise as he continued licking and sucking up her cunt juices.
She could feel his tongue all over her clit, pressing the tiny spire down, then letting it pop back up. When he worked across her slippery cunt lips, she thought she would come again.
She didn't. Not even when he drove his tongue hard into her cunt did she come.
But when he found her asshole, she let out a shriek that could be heard all over the building. This was the master's touch she needed. As his tongue stabbed down into her tightly held anus, she came.
Afterwards, feeling sexually drained, the told the man, 'That was the best ever. I didn't think tongue fucking could be that much fun.'
He grinned, then zipped up his trousers.
'Enough of the coffee break. Better get back to work.'
She watched him leave, wondering if he'd be ready to fuck again soon. She knew she would be.
CHAPTER FIVE
'Oh, Dan, I love the feel of your hands all over me,' Nancy moaned. She pressed her snatch into the palm of his hand. He squeezed gently and sent thrills all through her.
'You're such a Goddamn hot bitch,' he said. 'Just can't get enough cock, can you? You're going to wear me out. Even worse, you're going to wear me down. That six inch prick of mine is going to be down to five inches before I know it.'
She smiled and began stroking her hands all over his crotch. There was little chance she could ever wear him out like that. Though she was certainly trying to do it. He felt so damned good when he was fucking her hard and fast, the friction burning them both up with desire.
'Let's screw again. You're getting me all hot to trot, Dan, I want to feel you fucking me.'
He shook his head. 'This is the middle of the day. Everything makes you horny. Doesn't anything ever turn you off? For a while, at least?'
'Not that I've found. And you certainly don't turn me off. You turn me on in a big way.' Her hand found his cock and began stroking up and down it. The prick jerked a little in her grasp, then she began giving it her full attention.
She wanted nothing but the best fucking her. If she could make him so hard he had to fuck her, they'd both enjoy it a lot more.
The sudden knock on the door startled her. A gruff voice said, 'Patients are waiting, Miss Martin.'
She cursed under her breath. Damn that Dr. McPhearson! Just when she was persuading Dan to fuck her again.
He pried her hands loose from his cock. He said, 'Better go tend to the patients. There'll be time afterwards.'
He was so literal-minded she wondered how he ever got his kicks. She could, see him turning into an old fogy totally drowning himself in work.
That would be a waste. And she didn't want to lose that lovely prick of his. It felt too good fucking her.
'Okay, boss man. You're a real slave driver, but I'll do it.'
She went out after adjusting her skirt and found Dr. McPhearson talking to Jimmy, the young boy she'd started on the road to a normal sex life the previous week. The boy was glowing, obviously looking forward to this session with Dr. McPhearson and her.
The examination was brief and to the point. Dr. McPhearson had another patient waiting and couldn't spend too much time on the boy. He was getting over the lengthy illness very well and would soon be on his own.
'I'll take care of the rest of Jimmy's shots, Dr. McPhearson,' Nancy said briskly. When she wanted, she was the cold, soulless robot that her job demanded. It didn't fit her but it was a job. She'd live.
After the doctor left, Jimmy whispered, 'What kind of shots? More like the last time?'
He was so eager she couldn't help but smile at him. He wanted all the head he could get from her, that much was apparent. But she wasn't in the mood to suck him off again. His cock simply didn't satisfy her like Dan's did.
But there were other things she could show him.
Lots of things.
'Jimmy, do you like my tits?' She thrust her shoulders back so her tits were thrust out against her blouse.
'Uh, sure!' the boy stuttered, unsure of himself.
'Go on and fondle them. Feel them all you want.'
'Uh, it's okay?'
'Sure Jimmy. Here, give me your hand.' She took his small hand and placed it over her huge tit. Pressing down, she made certain his hand was directly over her boob. With her other hand, she began unbuttoning her blouse. In a few seconds, it was unfastened all the way to the waist.
'Go on, Jimmy, run your hands around inside my blouse. It's open. And my poor little titties are wanting to be felt.'
She purred like a kitten when the boy hesitantly reached in and slipped his fingers under her bra. The snaky fingers felt good against her flesh. As he stroked back and forth, she was gradually becoming more excited.
The innocent, young boy's touch was driving her to the point of no return. Hex passions were soaring and she could feel her cunt beginning to water. In a short while, it'd be overflowing and dribbling down her legs.
Why couldn't she be like other women and keep a firm control on herself?
Then she no longer cared. The boy was fumbling for the snaps on her bra. He wasn't having much success. Nancy almost laughed at him, then remembered the problems Dan always had with her bra.
'Here, let me help you Jimmy.' In a twinkling, she had released the snaps. Her bra slipped forward on the twin cones of her tits and let the boy's groping fingers find all the warm, willing tit flesh they could handle.
'Do you like them, Jimmy? Enough to want to suck on my little titties?'
'Sure!'
'Then pull off my bra. Here, let me get my blouse off, first.' She shrugged her shoulders out of her dress and let it dangle down at her waist. Before she knew it, she was naked from the waist up.
The boy sucked in his breath at the sight of her naked boobs.
'Go on and suck them. And kiss them. And fondle them all you want. It makes me feel good, very good.'
She enjoyed the way the boy was so unsure of himself. She was guiding him in this. She was the one in control. Just his innocence made her hot for him. She wanted to take his cock all the way up her cunt and let him fuck her. But that wouldn't be all that great. He'd probably come too soon. His control still wasn't too good.
This was all new and wondrously different to him. She'd just have to be content with him fondling her boobs.
