across Nelson's back. She threw her arms around his shoulders, whimpering and squealing girlishly as she felt the immense cock bore even deeper up her cunt.
Then the fuck-crazed brunette started humping feverishly beneath him, meeting his rhythm. Wildly Becky's plump, nimble ass cheeks gyrated off the carpet, fucking her tingling, throbbing little pussy onto the satisfying stiffness of his big, hard cock.
'You're a good pussy fucker, Mr. Nelson!' she gasped. 'Unh, unit unh, oh, yes, love the way you fuck my cunt! Harder, Mr. Nelson! My pussy wants to cum now! Oh, fuck my cunt, Mr. Nelson, fuck it good and deep!'
Nelson picked up the pace of his humping, his warm breath rasping on the side of her neck as he labored sweatily on top of her, relentlessly plowing his huge, oozing prick in and out of her cunt. Deliriously Becky bucked to meet his rhythm, feeling her giant tits jiggling spongily against his chest. She twined her ankles together and tightened her arms around his back, clawing his hairy shoulders in a desperate attempt to make him shove the stiff cock lance in even deeper.
'Unngggggh! Gonna cum now! Oh, fuck, oh, shit, fuck my pussy, fuck my horny little pussy! Make me cum, Mr. Nelson! Make my pussy cum!'
Nelson started fucking as hard as he could, hammering his huge prick into her slit, the knob penetrating the depths of her womb with eve stroke. The rod had grown as stiff as steel signaling that he was about to flood her with a big, spewing load of cock juice too.
'I'm cumming, Mr. Nelson! Unit, unh, unh, fuck my cunt, fuck my horny cunt! I'm cumming! I'm cccuuuummmiiinnggg!'
Becky's pussy spasmed exquisitely as she came, sucking and gripping his pussy-pounding cock shaft, clinging around every inch of his cock. Nelson grunted on her shoulder, humping as hard as possible, guiding her through the fury of orgasm. At last he grunted and collapsed on top of her, stroking his dick in as deep as it would go.
The second load of cum cream spewed out of his boner tip, cascading torrentially into the depths of Becky's cunt. Becky squealed as she felt the warm, sticky droplets spouting into her, flooding her ravished pussy channel with the salty plentitude of his sperm.
'Oh, keep cumming, Mr. Nelson!' Eagerly the busty teen humped and wriggled beneath him, flexing her fucking muscles, making her narrow, well-reamed pussy suck and grip deliciously around his prick.
At last Nelson's huge prick started to soften inside her. Slowly he pulled out, collapsing on his back beside her on the floor. Becky just lay there and stared at the ceiling, her pussy still tingling and throbbing, feeling the blobs of the grocer's cock sap oozing out of her pussy and running down the insides of her thighs.
Fucking him had made her feel a lot better about a lot of things, but Becky knew she was still facing the same problems she had that morning. How exactly was she going to get a secretarial job at Crenshaw Manufacturing, anyway?
There were a lot of girls out there who could type forty words per minute.
CHAPTER FIVE
'But you don't understand,' Phil Heinz was saying the next morning. The head of personnel for Crenshaw Manufacturing shook his head dismally as he sat behind the desk in his private office. 'We don't happen to need any new secretaries.'
'You said that,' Becky observed mildly.
She was sitting in front of him, dressed in a prim, pleated skirt and a scoop-neck blouse that couldn't help but show off the tremendous size and firmness of her tits.
'But you obviously don't get it,' Heinz sighed. The bookish-looking thirty-year-old pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and looked at Becky forlornly. 'When Crenshaw Manufacturing needs new secretaries, Crenshaw Manufacturing puts ads in the newspaper. You're perfectly welcome to apply for a job here the next time we run an ad. Then I'll sort through the resumes, pick the best candidate, and someone will be selected. But until then, we just don't need anyone.'
Becky just sighed.
'Mr. Heinz, I happen to believe that anyone can accomplish just about anything he tries to do in this big old world, as long as he tries hard enough.'
'That's a very nice thing to think,' Heinz said, and rolled his eyes. 'But we still don't need…'
'And what I want to do is go to work for your company as a secretary. And, I want to start today! Now, maybe my typing speed isn't the best in the world, but I'm willing to accept any starting salary, and…'
'You've already told me all that.'
'I know, Mr. Heinz, but you're the one who seems to have trouble understanding it! You could hire me, if you really wanted to? But you don't! So my job is to make you want to badly enough!'
'But I'd get fired if I hired you!' The frustrated personnel director restrained himself from banging on the desk. 'I'd get fired if I hired people we don't need! Good God, I might as well go out and hire a journeyman plumber. We don't need one of those either!'
And then, for the umpteenth time during the fifteen minute interview, Phil Heinz snuck a peek at Becky's big tits.
Of course, this was to be expected. Becky had gotten so used to having her tits ogled. She usually didn't think of it twice. But Mr. Heinz was sneaking a lot more peeks than most men did, and Becky had noticed how red his face had gotten the first time he'd seen how big her tits were.
'Mr. Heinz, do you mind if I ask you a personal question?' Becky asked suddenly.
'I don't see why I should,' Heinz sighed. 'If I did mind, you'd only ask anyway.'
'Me you prejudiced against me because my tits are so big?'
Heinz just stared at her. Becky stood up. Calmly she walked around to his side of the desk, standing over him. Heinz turned his swivel chair to face her.
Sure enough, he had something real big and stiff bulging in his crotch.
'Now, I-I don't think…' But Heinz had obviously been affected by the question. 'I don't think that's a proper…'
''Cause if you are, why don't you just tell me so? Believe me, Mr. Heinz, I'm used to it. A whole lot of men and women out there think that just 'cause a girl's got really big tits, she must be really stupid. Way too stupid to hire as a secretary, anyway. Isn't that right? Isn't that kind of what you think?'
Heinz just stared at her, his cheeks turning different shades of pink. Becky realized how angry she felt, how frustrated with everything that had happened to her ever since she'd caught Mitch and Diane together.
And how horny she felt too! Why, now that she wasn't engaged to Mitch anymore, she could darn well do anything! Including wrapping a horny egghead like Phil Heinz around her little finger to get him to hire her.
Besides, he was kind of cute.
And she really did feel horny, too!
'What-what are you doing?' Heinz croaked.
The astonished personnel head said this as Becky calmly started to strip off her clothes. Off came the scoop-blouse first, revealing the tit stuffed cups of her bra. Becky stepped out of her heels, then dropped her skirt to the floor.
Now all she had on was her underwear. She took off her bra, reaching behind her back to pop open the clasp, letting her giant-sized tits jiggle into the open. Heinz groaned, staring wide eyed at the spectacular size of the teenager's tits. Then Becky skinned off her panties, leaving herself completely naked, revealing the dense, black triangle of her very hairy cunt.
'Do you want to take off your clothes, too, Mr. Heinz?' Becky asked matter-of-factly. 'Don't even try to pretend you don't want to fuck me. I can see for myself what a big hard-on you have.'
But Heinz was still too stunned to do anything but just sit there, flushing and licking his lips, with a gigantic- looking hard-on jerking and twitching behind his zipper. The naked teenager calmly leaned over his desk and pushed various papers and books to the floor. Then she hopped onto it, wiggling her round little ass to the edge of the blotter pad, sitting on the desk right in front of him.
'I guess you'll just have to follow my lead, Mr. Heinz, if you're too shy to tell me what you want. Why don't
