may as well give him a good look. So, pretending to be completely absorbed in my application, I opened my legs wide, held them there for about a minute, then closed them. Two shakes later he was perched down beside me.
'Hello, young lady,' he said in a very friendly, gentlemanly way. 'If you're looking for employment here, I can be of some help.’
'Then he introduced himself as one of the agency owners and explained, after quickly going over my half- completed application, that he'd have an opening for me as copywriter in a few weeks. I replied sadly that I needed a job sooner than that because I was nearly broke; but he solved that problem easy enough by offering me a salary advance and the immediate use of one of the company apartments that was usually reserved for visiting clients. When he mentioned the apartment, I detected a glint of devilment in his eyes, then caught them, just for an instant, appraising my firm, pointed little tit mounds.
'Of course, I eagerly accepted the job offer on those terms. Hell, so what if Norton he asked me to call him by his first name did have an ulterior motive in stashing me in that company apartment; he was the key to my blossoming career, wasn't he? And, besides, I had a few ulterior motives of my own where he was concerned. He was really a nice figure of a guy, not too old, tall and athletic, elegantly groomed, with a very sexy air about him. I've got to admit that that sexiness of his really turned me on.
'A gold wedding band on Norton's finger told me that he was married, but that didn't bother me; the way his sharp eyes took in my ripe young body, I figured that his wife probably wasn't giving him near enough nicking or sucking or whatever it was his sexual appetite craved. Probably he needed and wanted a part-time mistress and copy write girl all wrapped into one, in which case I would be proud to do the honors. There was only one fear. What if he turned out to be the kind that just goes in for old-fashioned fucking, without any sucking at all? That, I thought, would really blow my mind, and probably my career right along with it.
'But soon that particular fear was completely set aside. And how it was set aside! Norton escorted me personally to the apartment because he sort of felt responsible for me, he said and carried my suitcases straight into the big, luxurious bedroom. After setting my bags down, he immediately directed my attention to the bed.
'How do you like that for a place to sleep and play?' he asked. 'Go ahead and try it out, it's really very soft and comfortable.’
'I sat on the big, beautiful bed and bounced up and down, raising my knees up and spreading my legs a little, remembering how he liked that back at the office. 'Oh, yes,' I exclaimed happily, 'J think I could really have a ball playing on this bed.’
'His eyes fastened on the opening between my legs and I could almost feel their impact on my crotch as he imagined what my young cunt would look like without the pantyhose covering. I noticed, too, that a bulge was beginning to form at his fly.
'Do you know what, my dear? Please correct me if I'm wrong, but I think you're in the mood for some playing right now. Am I right?’
'Well, yes, I'm so happy with you giving me a job and all I really do sort of feel like playing. You don't mind do you?' With that I giggled and flopped back down on my back, continuing to entice Norton with a good view of my stockinged thigh. Peering down over my body, I could see him edging toward me, his eyes bugging out and his mouthwatering.
'Mind? Of course I don't mind! You're so beautiful and delicious-looking, Francine, that I find myself wanting to play with you. You're getting me so worked up, lying there, that I can't resist taking your clothes off and just eating you up. Tell me, my dear, how would you like me to give you a nice, hot tongue-bath, all over?’
'Golly, a tongue bath all over? I've never had that done to me. I think I would like it. In fact, I think I would love it.' What a groovy boss, I thought. Perfect.
'He didn't hesitate, then. He was too hot from gazing at my inviting body. Licking his drooling mouth with the longest tongue I'd ever seen, he reached down and started pulling my clothes off, starting with my shoes and pantyhose. When he had that much off, he simply lost control of himself and dived his head between my bare thighs, licking madly with great, long strokes while he lifted my legs high and held them wide apart.
'It was so exciting! The thought of my hot virgin cunt being pulled open down there within inches of his long, sweeping, dripping tongue was driving me out of my mind. I could feel the throbbing of my cunt deep inside as it begged for that tongue, and I felt my juices beginning to pour out of it, like my mom's big gash poured juice when my dad started to eat it out. Yeah, now I understood why my mom was so turned on by this, and why she had recommended it to me. Good ol' mom, I loved her more than ever.
'Then, suddenly, I felt the pressure of steaming wet heat in my groin and knew that Norton's passion- starved mouth was driving into my cunt. Never, but never, had I felt such an electrifying sensation! 'Ohhhhhhhh, eat it, Norton! Eat my cunt. I want it… want it. Lick it real good, all of it, every bit of it! Ohhhhhhh, how I love that!’
'My moaning inspired him all the more. The next instant I could feel him concentrating on my erected, twitching clit, sucking it into his mouth hungrily like it was an honest-to-goodness cock. He was really starved for my young cunt, this guy, and he was a true artist. He even nibbled on my clit with his teeth as he furiously sucked on it, lighting a raging bonfire in my cunt and bringing me to the brink of a tremendous orgasm.
'But, like I said, Norton was an artist; he sensed my approaching orgasm and withdrew from my clit, transferring his attention to my dripping cunt-hole. I could feel him lapping up my juices as they poured out, and running his tongue deep into my hole, reaching for more. It was the first time someone else's live flesh ever entered my pussy. And it was not a prick. It was a tongue! A man's tongue was taking my cherry!
'Oh, Norton,' I moaned, 'shove it in real deep, please, the deeper the better. I want all of your beautiful, long tongue up my cunt, filling it up like a big hot cock. That feels soooo gooooood, sooooo delicious. Please don't stop… don't ever stop.’
'But he did stop in my pussyhole, that is. Satisfied that he had lapped up enough of my oozing juices for a while, he grasped the cheeks of my ass, spreading them wide, and then started licking furiously up and down the whole length of my ass-crack. With each stroke of his hot, wet tongue, I went into a wild spasm, lifting my ass up to feel more of that licking pressure. When his tongue swept across my little puckered asshole, it was especially exciting, and my asshole started throbbing like my clit had throbbed.
'Strange, that sensation I was feeling at my asshole as Norton tongued it. It felt like the puckered lips were actually beginning to stick out like reaching for a kiss. And maybe that's exactly what happened, because it was only a hot second before my new boss-lover had his lips on it, kissing it passionately. In fact, he didn't just kiss my asshole he frenched it! His long, hot, saliva-covered tongue darted into my rectum repeatedly, fucking it. And while he was doing this, I was vaguely aware in my delirium of a fart building up. Yeah, how about that?
'I tried to warn him. 'No, please, not there!' I gasped. But then I changed my tune. It was feeling so good, what he was doing, that I just couldn't help myself. My burning, convulsing body seemed to take over from my mind completely. 'Oh, oh, oh… no, don't stop what you're doing! I like it, I like it! Oh, yes, fuck my ass deep with your tongue! Deeper, deeper, faster, faster!’
'Then I farted. Honestly, I just couldn't help it. But it wasn't a big, stinky one; only a little pffftti that had no odor. I was glad of that. Anyway, Norton didn't seem to mind a bit, because he kept right on pumping that great, long, juicy tongue of his up my asshole like that was his own very special bag.
'Damn, I sure loved that treatment! It was like discovering that I had not one but two cunts down there between my legs, each with a different but equally good thrill when it was being eaten up. One thing about my ass, though no amount of tonguing there was going to make me come. I really blew my mind behind that snaky tongue of Norton's in my rectum, but that was as far as I could go. And he must of sensed that, too, because it wasn't long before he was out from in between my legs and standing right there beside the bed, stripping his clothes off.
'You're marvelous, my dear; absolutely marvelous,' he said with his face all sweaty and contorted with passion. 'I've tasted a lot of pussies and assholes in my day but, believe me, yours are by far the most delicious of the lot. Why, even your farts are sweet. Ordinarily I don't go in for taking farts in my face while I'm eating a girl's box, but in your case, my dear, I loved it. However, right now I want to do other things with you. Tell me, have you ever heard of sixty-nine?’
'Yes, I have, Norton, and I really dig it the idea of it, I mean. Actually, I've never played sixty-nine with anyone myself just heard about it. I'd love to play it with you.’
