'I'm not really pretty, sir,' she said, 'it's nice of you to say that but I know the truth.'
'Janice…' Doug made his voice consoling. 'You shouldn't run yourself down. You have a lot of nice features. Very attractive features.'
He could tell she was pleased at his compliment. She looked down at the floor but her face was blushing red again. Her fingers rubbed her knee nervously.
'I really don't, sir,' she said.
'Sure you do,' he insisted. 'You have very nice xxs and also nice legs. At least, what I can see of your legs.'
He had been more confident with Janice than with any girl in his entire life. He knew he could fuck her. It made him feel good, it gave him a feeling of power.
'You shouldn't be talking like that, sir,' Janice said. 'You shouldn't talk about my legs.'
'Why not?' he asked.
'It just isn't very nice.'
'Me you ashamed of your legs?'
'No.'
'Then why shouldn't I talk about them?'
Janice ripped a piece of paper out of her typewriter and dropped it into the trashcan. Her face had grown sullen. She grabbed her purse and stood up like she was leaving.
'Don't leave,' Doug said.
'You're making fun of me.'
'No I'm not,' he said. 'I really do think you have nice legs.'
She started walking toward the door but he followed. He took her by the arm. She tried to jerk it away but she didn't try hard. He slowly pulled her into his arms.
'I think you have a nice body,' he said. 'Why don't you show me more of it?'
'No,' Janice said. 'I'm ugly. You don't want to see me.'
'You're not ugly, Janice. Let me see your body. Let me look at you.'
She pulled away from him. For a moment he thought she really was going to leave and then she shrugged her shoulders. Her hands went to the top button of her blouse and she slowly undid it. She pulled the two parts of her blouse away to reveal two small breasts encased in a bra.
'See,' Janice said. 'I don't have anything.'
'But you do,' Doug insisted. 'Let me help you off with the rest of it.'
He put his arms around her shoulders and dropped his hands to the clasp on her bra. She stood, as if frozen, as he unhooked the bra and let the two halves fall apart. He pulled it off her soft white shoulders.
Her tits were really not bad for such a skinny girl. He heard her gasp as he bent his head and sucked one of her luscious nipples into her mouth. She fought to push him away.
'No,' she said. 'You were just going to look.'
He sucked in more of her tittie flesh and began to fondle the other nipple with his free hand. She fought him for a few minutes more and then she seemed to shudder and relax.
He knew then that there was nothing he couldn't do to her. He dropped his hand to the hem of her skirt and hiked it up. She was wearing flimsy blue panties and he pulled them down her legs. She stepped out of them.
'Please,' she said. 'Please don't hurt me.'
'I'm not going to hurt you, baby,' he said. 'I'm just going to fuck you.'
He cleared the things away from his desk and fucked her on the top. She wasn't a bad fuck considering her skinny legs and ass. She was also a virgin. She felt tight going in and the friction of her cunt made him explode almost immediately.
He got up and wiped himself off with a Kleenex. She was sobbing softly.
'That's all right, Janice,' he said. 'It's all right. Now you're broken in for some nice boy.'
She had grabbed her clothes and dressed hurriedly, tears streaming down her face. She ran out of his room, vowing never to see him again. It was all right with Doug. He really didn't want her hanging around to cause trouble. He never saw her again. He heard later that she dropped out of school.
'Damn it,' Gayle complained. 'Quit biting.'
Doug realized that he had been biting down on her soft flesh. He apologized and pulled his head away.
'Those are tender,' Gayle said harshly, rubbing herself. 'What were you thinking about? Eating me for supper?'
'That's not a bad idea,' Doug grinned.
Gayle was going to make another comment when his head started going down her body. She felt his tongue on her stomach and then licking her thighs.
He's going to eat me, Gayle thought. He's really going to eat my pussy!
Gayle parted her legs as his tongue found her bush. He played in her pubic hairs for a few moments. His tongue was building up the excitement in her and she could almost feel the hot juices begin to flow.
Doug pushed his face into her crotch and his tongue slipped into her cunt. Gayle might not have thought much of his skinny body and personality but she loved his tongue. It was an educated, experienced tongue.
He began to move it around her cunt walls in a rapid motion. The friction of it was almost too much for Gayle to bear. She put her hands on the back of his head and urged him closer.
'God,' Gayle moaned. 'That feels good. That really does feel good.'
Now his tongue found her clit and began to massage it. Gayle knew she was an abnormally wet type. She would start juicing up if a good-looking man looked at her in a flirting manner. She knew she was keeping a constant stream of juice against his tongue but he didn't seem to mind.
His lips and tongue continued to caress and massage her pussy and it was driving Gayle right out of her mind.
'Jesus!' Gayle cried. 'Oh Jesus! That feels good! That feels so fucking good! I think I'm going to come! Oh shit, I'm going to come! I am oh fuck…'
This time she drenched him with her hot juices. He didn't take his mouth away and she expected. He continued to suck on her until the trembling in her body stopped and her breathing became regular once again. Then she realized that she had two handholds in his hair that threatened to tear his head off.
'Oh Jesus, Professor,' she moaned. 'That was good. That was the best ever.'
'I'm glad you like it,' Doug said smugly. 'If there's one thing I know how to do it's eat pussy. That's the only way the girls in high school would allow me to get into their pants. They sure did love a good tongue up them.'
'I love it too, Professor,' Gayle agreed. 'Oh, how I loved it.'
He lay down beside her and she kissed his lips. She pushed her tongue into his mouth and rubbed his tongue. Her hand dropped to his cock. His staff was hard and trembling.
'Ahhh,' Gayle said sympathetically, 'poor cock's all hard and uncomfortable. We'll have to do something about that.'
Doug started to push her over onto her back but she stopped him. Her hand continued to caress his cock.
'No,' she said. 'You just lie there. Now Momma's going to do all the work.'
'But I've got to have your pussy,' he moaned. 'I'm burning up.'
Gayle was determined to give him a fucking he would never forget. She lowered her head and ran her tongue down the side of his body. She kept going down until she could kiss his cock.
'No,' he protested. 'I need some pussy. You'll make me come that way.'
'Just relax and let Momma work,' Gayle said. 'You're going to get some pussy. Don't worry.'
Gayle kissed the underside of his cock. She ran her tongue lightly down the length of his shaft. She sucked one of his soft balls into her mouth. He moaned as she rolled it in her mouth and let her tongue gently caress it.
'God,' he said. 'Oh God, please let me fuck you. Please let me stick my cock in. I need some pussy.'
Gayle only smiled to herself as she released his ball. She ran her tongue up his cock a few times and then captured the blood-filled cock-head between her lips. She tasted a little of his salty jism on her lips.
'No,' he groaned. 'I'm going to come that way. I'm going to come!'
