“Not there,” Nat panicked as his tip brushed her anus.
“Who’s the boss?”
“You are.” But then Nat thought, ‘no, actually, my Dad is. I can take control once I have enough to blackmail Ross.’
“You need to beg better than that, if you have any chance to avoid more punishment.” As he spoke, Ross rubbed his cock along the crease of Nat’s ass. He ran his left hand down the length of her torso, cupping her sex again. This time as he kneaded her pubes, he slid a finger inside her well, stopping quickly when he bumped against an unexpected obstruction.
“Don’t tell me you’re a virgin,” he exclaimed, shocked that this lusty babe was not experienced. “What’s wrong with that boyfriend of yours? Ryan, that’s his name, isn’t it? Is he a pansy boy? He looks gay to me.”
All the while, Ross was rolling Nat’s clit between his thumb and forefinger, while duplicating the motion on her right nipple with his other hand, and his erection continued to tease her rear.
“Not that gay is evil or anything, mind you, you mean?” Nat taunted Ross, usually the master of political correctness. In punishment, he roughly squeezed her clit with one hand and her tit with the other.
“Curious are you?” he asked. He ran his fingers to the gaping opening of her cunt.
“I want to experience many things.” Nat moaned and sighed as a small teasing orgasm rolled through her body. Ryan had never excited her like this. What amazed her most however was that she could almost never make herself come manually – it seemed always to need a bit of tongue. There were moments when Ryan let her down that Nat felt like going lesbian. She had engaged in tentative sex play with Cindy and other bi girl friends, but getting to this special place required a lot more effort than she had allowed in those petting sessions. She often was tempted to allow Cindy or another bi girl to lick her to heaven, but never had gotten up the courage to try it. But, as she had just said, there’s nothing wrong with a little bi action. ‘Hmmm. Maybe another day,’ thought Nat as she focused on what Ross was doing to her.
Ross’ fingers spread Nat’s labia and he slid his hand into her. Suddenly, he was surprised to encounter an obstruction. Ross could not recall ever experiencing a true virgin. This one had apparently not even tried a cucumber, a carrot or a dildo. He paused a moment, his fingers just toying with the walls of Nat’s pussy as Ross reflected on the consequences of his actions. Deflowering her might lead to remorse on her part, in which case, Nat might complain to her Dad. That could cost Ross his job, one which not only paid well but presented ample opportunities for sexual adventures. Or, she might let Ryan have sloppy seconds. The young man might ask who got her cherry. Then everyone might hear. Or the jealous boyfriend might pick a fight. ‘How high school, to even worry about it,’ Ross thought. At that moment, Nat’s pelvic muscles clenched down hard around his hand as she grunted through the gag, releasing the pressure of a stronger orgasm.
“Fuck it,” Ross finally said, not really meaning to talk aloud.
Nat mumbled through the gag. Ross allowed her to spit the soiled panties aside. “Fuck what?” Nat asked, “Or is that ‘fuck who?'”
“Fuck everyone. Fuck the risk. I’m going to fuck you. It’s high time you stopped being a virgin. You’re such a tease, as a virgin you’re a worse hypocrite that Britney Spears in her ‘virgin whore’ mode.”
“Yeah, well these days she just acts the whore. I resent the comparison; I’m no whore – ouch, what’s that?”
“You’re also no longer a virgin. The chatter distracted you just enough for me to pop my hard cock in your nice wet pussy.”
“Ohh, it feels even bigger inside of me. I’m so glad I waited for a real man with a decent cock instead of settling for that dork Ryan.” Nat gyrated her hips back and forth, instinctively drawing Ross’ shaft deeper into her pussy. The tightness then allowed him to withdraw almost completely with no risk of sliding out.
Ross grasped Nat’s tiny tits, the modest swells of flesh just filling his palms. He dug his fingers in for a better grip and used his strength to rock Nat vigourously against his groin. They moaned simultaneously as Natalie’s strong abs clenched around Ross’ shaft, slowing his thrusts but increasing the intensity for both of them.
“Twist my nubs, Ross. We…I mean I… always do that when Cin…when I’m by myself.”
Ross grinned above Natalie, enjoying the thought that his fantasies of these two twenty something girls being more than just friends might be correct. ‘Well,’ he thought,’ not really shocking given Cindy’s eagerness with Elena. Not sensible that she’d limit herself to older women.’
He grasped Nat’s tender points, using a thumb and forefinger for each. He pulled them taut, stretching them as he drove his cock deeper than earlier. “Oh, Ross,” Nat moaned, “you’re stretching me all over.”
“I’ll stop if it hurts too much.”
Ross began twisting her nipples, rotating them towards each other.
“No. Don’t stop. It hurts, but it hurts so….so…good.” Nat was gasping for air, Ross’ hands lifting her as they kneaded her tits, forcing her hips harder back towards his groin with each stroke.
Ross timed his next move carefully, waiting until his cock was almost out of Nat’s cunt, only the tip balancing her middle. Using her tits as handles, he quickly and smoothly flipped her onto her back. She winched a bit as her back thudded against the hard wood of the desktop, but Ross’ resumed thrusting stilled any real protest.
“Sorry about that. I just had to do this,” Ross explained, bending forward to descend on Nat’s nipples, swallowing each in turn. Settling for the moment on the right one, he flicked the nipple with his tongue as he maintained suction, drawing her flesh into his mouth.
All the while, Ross was fucking like a stallion locked into a brood mare. Nat was shocked that her pussy seemed to enlarge with each thrust, allowing him deeper into her womb. Her walls stretched, and then contracted to milk him. As Ross switched his mouth to her left breast, Nat massaged her right nipple, twisting it, momentarily ashamed that she was fantasizing that Cindy was her doing this while Ross fucked her. That sensation passed as a new series of miniorgasms rocketed through Nat’s body, making her shake and shimmy up off the desk, almost hovering above the surface.
Once she calmed down, she realized that there was another way she could put her fingers to good use. After all, she had lots of hand job practice, and lunch would soon be over. Leaving her right hand to continue matching Ross’ mammary work, Nat reached her left hand awkwardly between their bodies, snaking behind Ross’ thigh and grabbing his balls. Ross winched at the initial shock of the grasp, but once Nat found a solid rhythm with which to knead Ross, he resumed fucking her even more boldly. They both felt the cum marshalling in his testicles.
“I didn’t take the time to put a condom on.” Ross warned.
“Then you better hope she’s on the pill,” said a voice from the doorway. Ross and Nat both twisted their heads, for the first time noticing that Ross’ wife Molly and his mistress/assistant Lorna were leaning on either side of the doorframe. Molly had one hand up her panties and the other stroking Lorna’s nipples, which were flopped out the front of Lorna’s open blouse. Lorna’s own hands duplicated Molly’s actions. Molly continued her thought, “It’s a bit late to stop now, and if you don’t cum, is she technically deflowered?”
“To hell with that,” said a fresh voice from outside the office. It was Cindy. “Let him cum on her belly and we three can lick them both clean. But he better be quick. I was Nat’s lookout for this nooner, and other staff will be heading back soon.
Lorna and Molly both laughed heartily at Ross’ obvious embarrassment. “I guess you thought you seduced a blushing novice, sweetie?” Molly observed, stepping into the room. “She might be a virgin, but she’s shown you that women are always the real bosses.”
“You stopped pumping into her Ross, that’s not nice,” Lorna added, “I hope our interruption didn’t…oh, I see it did leave you a little soft.”
The boldest of the group, Lorna leaned over and kissed Ross’ cock right at the junction where in entered Nat. Licking her lips like a cat; Lorna said “Honey and cream. Two of my favourite tastes. But Cindy’s right, we need heavier cream.”
Lorna wrapped one hand around Ross’ shaft, thrusting it into Nat, while she used her other to shove his ass, overcoming his inertia.
Molly meanwhile stripped completely, leaned over to kiss Nat, and crawled atop the desk. Nat instinctively raised her head to lap at the older woman’s already soaked pussy.
“Doesn’t she taste great, Nat?” Lorna asked, “I just finished eating that in the ladies room at the restaurant.”
“Turn about is fair play after all – I did go down on you under the table,” Molly replied as she lowered her head between Nat’s thighs. Her tongue focused on Nat’s love bud, but incidentally teased Ross back to full hardness.
Not to be left out, Cindy loosened her clothes and stepped behind Ross. Her hand joined Nat’s massaging Ross’ scrotum. Lorna and Cindy leaned together, tongues wrapping around each other. Cindy broke the kiss and started licking Lorna’s exposed chest, swiftly homing in on her throbbing nipples.
Cindy was the first to notice Ross’ return to his prior excitement. “Here he comes,” she shouted, forgetting for the moment that others might here her voice in the hall. She stepped back, pulling Ross with her. Molly managed to catch some of his ooze in her open mouth, allowing it to run down and coat her jaw, but most of the gism puddled on Nat’s belly.
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