for the following Saturday afternoon. Ski would tell his wife, Sue, that he had to come in to the office to work with Lou, but it would be Vicki who would be sharing the afternoon with him, instead.
Side arrived early and informed the uniformed guard that Vicki would be coming m shortly to work with him in his office. Sid thought he caught the glimmer of a smile in the guard’s eyes, but he dismissed it as something only in his imagination. He settled himself in his office, poured a stiff belt from the bottle he had concealed in his briefcase, and lit up a cigarette. The blood was pumping through his veins, and he could feel the pulse beating in his throat.
He was more on edge in anticipation of this meeting than he had been about anything in years, and he had to admit that the sensation was most enjoyable.
Vicki was twenty minutes late, and by the time she had arrived, Sid was about ready to climb the walls. “I’m so terribly sorry I’m late,” she said, breathlessly, “but the traffic out there is terrible. I hit every light and caught every jam that happened – and I was so worried that you might get fed up and leave without me, I thought I’d die!”
Sid had been extremely annoyed at Vicki for keeping him waiting while he was burning with desire, but one look at her distraught face convinced him that she was definitely not at fault. He mellowed even more when she stepped toward him with her lips slightly parted and her arms out to pull him into her body. Sid had always been a man of deliberate, decisive action, and this was brought out emphatically to Vicki as he took her in his powerful arms and forced his tongue between her moist lips. Vicki’s tongue darted out to meet Sid’s, and in a moment they were dueling with each other in a clash of love.
Sid’s hands reached down and took hold of Vicki’s buttocks. He had a cheek in each palm and squeezed them until the pain made her gasp in the midst of their kiss. He squeezed again, this time harder than before, and she gasped again.
But now Sid began to notice something strange. Every time he inflicted pain upon Vicki, she responded to it by showing more passion than ever. His hands moved down her legs and clutched at her thighs. The flesh was hard and firm, but he managed a good grip with either hand and pinched the meat until she screamed aloud into his mouth and buried her tongue halfway down his throat.
Sid knew that the couch was only a few steps behind Vicki, and he guided her in that direction. When her legs were backed up to the couch, he gave one push and disengaged himself from her. Vicki fell backward and sat on the couch with her legs partially spread. Sid moved in to her quickly and pushed his hands under her tiny skirt. He smiled to himself as she spread her legs even wider for him, and he slid his large hand into her crotch and began working his fingers around the area of her slit. Vicki squealed and writhed on the couch as Sid’s massive fingers began creating a wave of passion in that sensitive area.
“You like that?” he asked.
“Urn-hum., it feels good.”
“It’s going to feel even better in a few minutes.”
“Okay, I’m with you.”
Sid’s finger worked its way under her panty leg and began stroking her. pubic hair. Slowly but surely the finger inched its way into her vulva and, when contact was made, Vicki experienced her first orgasm of the afternoon. The fluid moistened Sid’s finger and the feel of it drove him into a deeper passion than he had ever known before. His breathing was heavy now and the perspiration was beginning to drip from his forehead. His rod, which had undergone numerous erections and retractions since he arrived at the office, was now rigid and ready for action. Sid reached his left hand under Vicki’s skirt and got a good grip on the elastic. Then, freeing his right hand from her crotch and placing it on the other side of her panty, he gave one tremendous tug and the undergarment came sliding over her hips, over her large buttocks, and down her legs to the floor.
He took a quick look at Vicki’s tawny blonde muff and thrust his hand back into the spot again. This time there was no obstruction to mar his way, and his large finger pushed deep into the opening. Vicki moaned softly as the finger worked its way into her cunny because the area hadn’t had enough opportunity to become well lubricated.
“Hurts, huh?” said Ski, ramming the finger into her even harder than before.
“Yes – yes, it does.”
“Then how about this? And this… and this… and THIS?”
The finger was flying now, and with each thrust, Vicki’s buttocks actually jumped up off the couch because of the pain. Ha eyes were moist, and, as the agony contorted her features she clutched Sid by the hair, pulled his face to hers, and buried her tongue in his left ear.
“Hurt me some more, Sid,” she pleaded. “Hurt me some more, I love it!”
“I know you do,” he grunted. “And I’m going to give you all of it you want – and then some.”
Sid kept the finger going in Vicki’s cunny with his right hand, but, his left hand was undoing his fly and releasing the large rod for service. Then, when it was out and ready for action, he withdrew the finger, leaned in toward the couch, and placed the head up against the lips of her vulva. The area was much more lubricated now,, and even though Sid’s organ was unnaturally long, it slipped in smoothly and continued to push ahead until the shaft could go no further.
The Sight was an incredible one. Vicki sat on the couch with her miniskirt pulled up over her hips. Her panties were off and her lower parts were -exposed, but other than that she was completely dressed – even to her shoes.
Sid was also fully dressed, but his fly was open and his rod was buried deep into Vicki.
And then the action began. Sid made love in the same way that he went at his work, or a game of tennis, or even a poker session – with relentless determination. His hips were like pistons, thrusting in and out, in and out tirelessly. The fabric of his pants was beginning to chafe Vicki’s inner thighs, and no matter how she tried to avoid the contact, there was no way she could do so. The skin became red and chafed as Sid plowed away, and with each pang of pain that it caused she became more violent in her love response. Her fingers pulled at clusters of Sid’s hair and her teeth dug deeply into the fabric of his shirt at the shoulder. She felt compelled to return some of the pain that he was visiting upon her – she simply had to!
Sid refrained from completing the act for as long as he could, but as the churning began to assert itself deep in his scrotum, he gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and went into the most powerful drive he had experienced in years. His hips• were like pile drivers, pushing that rod deep into Vicki, and with each thrust she jerked from the delicious pain inside of her-vagina as well as the hurt from her thighs.
And then the moment arrived. Sid groaned like a wounded animal as the first burst of sperm exploded from his rod and drilled deep into Vicki’s body.. She also groaned from the sensation it brought to her and released a flow of her own that spread liquid fire into her cunny. Sid spurted again and still again before his movement subsided and his flurry of activity had ceased. He looked down at the beautiful young girl beneath him and smiled a victor’s smile. He had conquered her with love and pain and it made him feel like shouting aloud with joy.
“You’re something else, Sid… wow!”
“You liked it, huh?”
“Yeah, I did, but dammit, I hurt all over.”
“If you think you hurt now, wait’ll we’ve finished our session for the afternoon. That is, if you can still take more.”
“Oh, don’t worry about me. I dig it too much to want to stop. I’ll stick it out with you for as long as you can go.”
“That’s my girl. You’re going to have quite a career around this factory. I can see that now.”
“Keep talking, I love to hear it.”
“Meanwhile, we’d better wash up a bit. There’s a john next to my office. You can use it without any problems because nobody will be up in this part of the building today.”
Vicki weaved her way,out of the office, and Sid wiped off his rod with his handkerchief. Then he poured himself another belt of whiskey. He was so turned on at this point, he didn’t even taste the, alcohol. So he poured another and this time he felt the jolt as the fluid passed through his system. His shoulder began to sting and he saw that Vicki’s teeth had made an impression in the fabric of his shirt. He pulled the shirt off and then tore off his undershirt, frantically. Yes, there it was, a perfect set of teeth marks that were beginning to discolor the skin. Oh, shit, he said to himself, how can I hide this from Sue?
Vicki returned to the room and saw the damage she had done. “Gee, I’m sorry,” she said, “but I just couldn’t
