4 comments/ 32738 views/ 26 favorites Entertainment By: Lady_Noir "I believe you ordered entertainment, Sir." You open your front door to find me draped against the doorframe in a black trench-coat. I look up at you coyly with eyes lined heavily in black, my lips glossy, parted, and whore-red. I step through the doorway and trace my hot pink nails, a stark contrast to my black lace fingerless gloves, down the side of your cheek. My eyes look intently into yours as I graze your lips lightly with my thumb. I smile, then cast my eyes down. I turn from you and slip my jacket off, letting it fall to the floor, revealing matching hot pink bra and panties, black fish-net thigh high stockings and peep-toe, black, lace-up booties with sky-heel stiletto heels. You watch me as I walk slowly, deliberately overextending my step to emphasize the curve of my hips. I run my hands through my long, loosely curled hair, shaking it over my shoulders, giving you a pronounced view of my tiny waist and perfectly round ass. I turn around when I reach the front of your couch. I tilt my head and bring my forefinger to my mouth and watch you come to stand in-front of me. You're so close I can feel your body heat and smell your intoxicating cologne. I have never been so hot for a client, and my pussy immediately dampens as I take in your presence. "Tonight is all about you, Sir." I run my hands up your chest and through your hair, bringing you down close to me. "Sit, relax. I'm here to please you." You lower yourself onto the couch, your face now level with, and only inches from, my wet cunt. You must be able to smell my arousal, but I somehow keep myself from straddling you. "In fact, your pleasure is my one...and only...concern tonight." You hear me explain. You imagine ripping my panties off of me, picking me up right there and driving your cock deep inside me. How I'd scream in pleasure and ride your cock hard. You know I want it...and you decide to make me work for it. You recline back on the couch and get comfortable, "I ordered you here to dance." You pick up a remote and press a few buttons, music blares through the speakers around the room, "...so dance, slut." "Yes, sir." I turn around and walk to the center of the room, swaying my hips to the beat, and playing with my hair as if it were your hands entwined in it. I rock my ass and hips for you, running my hands all over my body. My pussy drips, imagining you touching my breasts, my ass, your rough fingers entering me. I work down to the floor then straighten my legs, bringing my ass up high in the air and giving you an unadulterated view of my soaking wet panties, then I arch my back, my long hair whipping backward, and I slowly rise. You watch me grind my body hard, as if I had you there. As if I wanted you to feel every inch of my body on yours. I roll my hips and lower myself to the floor again, this time getting on all fours and spreading my legs to fuck the floor before starting to slowly, exaggeratingly, crawl to you on hands and knees. You've taken your cock out of your pants and have begun stroking it. It's huge, stiff, and deliciously wet with your pre-cum. "You want my cock, bitch?" you challenge me, looking down at me on my knees before you. "Yes..." I whisper. "I want your cock...I need it." I run my hands up your thighs and wet my lips, I can't keep my eyes off of it. My pussy is so hot and wet, I yearn to be filled. My trance is broken by you roughly grabbing a fistful of my hair and wrenching my head to the side. I gasp and close my eyes, my nails immediately digging into your legs. "Yeah? Tell me about it. Fucking beg for it, slut." You give a strong yank for good measure, stand up abruptly, and tilt my head back. You smack your cock on the side of my face quickly, your pre-cum wetting my jaw just out of reach of my longing mouth. I'm stunned, in pain, and incredibly turned on. I let out a stuttered moan and open my eyes to take in the man using me, degrading me so blatantly. "Please...please let me taste it. Let me just turn my head, take you in my mouth. Let me make you feel good." You rub the head of your cock over my cheek, spreading the drops of your pre-cum into a thin glaze. "Oh fuck...please...mmm" I close my eyes again and revel in it. "I want to run my tongue up your cock. Taste those delicious drops. Feel your cock hit the back of my throat. Please...let me take you in my warm, wet mouth. I need it." "Of course you do, bitch." Smack, smack. "What the fuck else are you good for?" You pull my head back by my hair and position the head of your cock to rest on my bottom lip. I reach out my tongue and circle your head. I close my lips around it, massaging the bottom of your head while I suck at you in pulses. Your cock just barely in my mouth, I moan in ecstasy. I try to take you deeper, but your firm grip on my hair reminds me I don't have that option. I whimper in disappointment and look up at you. "You're fucking pitiful." you smirk. "Whining. You will take what is given to you and you will fucking love it. Maybe if you're a good girl I'll reward you." I cast my eyes down. I want to please you so badly. I shake my head the infinitesimal amount that I can, your cock gliding around the edges of my lips. I move my hands to one side so you can watch me slip my middle finger up my palm and peel my gloves off slowly. I slide my panties to the side and slip one and then two fingers deep inside my dripping wet cunt, coating them well with my juices, then bring my hand up and start to jack you from your base while I suck you off. "That's it bitch. Milk my cock." You bring your other hand up and grab another fistful of my hair. You allow me the pleasure of a couple more delicious inches in my mouth. I can taste my pussy juice on your cock as I work you. I suck and lick, loving every second, twisting my wrist as I jack you, making sure every inch of you is getting the attention you deserve. I look up at you with my mouth full of your cock. You moan and start to aggressively fuck my mouth, your cock hitting the back of my throat. "Yeah. Yeah, bitch. Take that cock. Take it down your throat." you demand. I gasp between thrusts, and try to relax. I extend my tongue, eagerly offering you my throat to fuck. You take it, and ram your cock ever harder into my mouth, down my throat...once, twice, and again...then you hold it there, your hands roughly pushing you deep. I gag. I can't breathe. I can't move. You snicker and pull out. I gasp for air. "You love it, you dirty...fucking...cunt." "Yes...sir...I love it." I stammer, breathing deeply. I do love it. I am unbelievably aroused being used so selfishly...being the tool which allows you this depraved pleasure. You shouldn't treat a woman like this...and I fucking love it. I crave to be your little fuck toy. I want more. I reach up and place my hands on your abdomen, look up at you and beg, "Please...fuck me. Fuck my cunt. It's so wet for you. Have I been a good girl? How can I please you? Use me. I want to feel your cock in me." "You're wet for me, slut?" "Yes." "Yes, what, slut?" "Yes, sir. I'm wet for you. Please fuck me. Please. I want you to slam your hard cock...deep...into my hot, wet pussy." "Did I say I give a fuck what you want?" You grab my wrists firmly and pull me up to my feet. "Bend over the arm of the couch. Now." you demand. I quickly move to the side of the couch and bend over, placing my tight round ass in-front of your stiff cock, giving you full access to whatever you desire, "Lets see how wet you are for me." You rip my panties off of me, and I gasp at the rush of cool air. I've been dripping wet since I arrived, and it's amazing to finally be stripped and spread for you. "Oh yeah, you're fucking soaked you filthy slut." You shove two fingers inside me. "Oh, thank you, sir." It feels amazing to finally be filled, I moan and begin to rock my hips, the arm of the couch stimulating my throbbing clit. "Fucking whore. You like fucking my fingers? You need to fuck something don't you." "Yes, sir. I am such a whore. I need to fuck." You pull your fingers out, and I gasp in frustration. "Such a fucking slut." You run the head of your cock along my glistening pussy slit, "You come over here dressed in nothing put panties, dance for a complete stranger and get your fucking cunt all sopping wet. Look at you, bent over, begging to be fucked, you look like a fucking whore." Your cock parts my pussy lips over and over; I'm aching to be filled, to be fucked hard. "Yes...please...fuck me." I whine. Nothing else seems to matter to me now. You begin to trace your head up from my pussy slit to my asshole, covering it with my juices, "Oh, fuck. Please. I need it. I need to feel your cock in me." I plead. I inch back toward you. "I don't give a shit about what you need. You're just here because you're wet and apparently ever so willing, whore. And my cock needs to fuck." You grab my hair again and slam your cock deep inside my cunt in one thrust. I cry out. God, you're fucking huge, and so, so hard. You fuck me forcefully in solid thrusts. I grip the couch as you pull my hair back so firmly it forces my back to arch. Every thrust you make into my tight, hot pussy makes me scream. Your cock fills me fully. The pleasure of being fucked is immediate and incredible...almost surreal. I drink in the feeling of your beautiful cock ravaging me, your delicious grasp on my hair. I think about how my body must look, my arched back pushing my ass towards you and my tits, cupped in pink lace, pushed out, the look of absolute ecstasy on my face as you use me. You abruptly stop thrusting and push your hips forward hard, letting go of my hair and pulling my hips back onto your cock. I gasp, never thinking a cock could be so deep inside of me, my mouth hangs open relishing the force. Leaving one hand firm on my hip as you pulse into my depths, you reach around and slide your hand into my bra, roughly fondling my breast and pinching my nipple. My pussy automatically tightens around you, and I immediately feel my orgasm skyrocket to a dangerously close level. You watch me convulse, trying pace myself. You smirk, digging in even deeper and lean forward to growl in my ear, "You're making an awful lot of noise, bitch. Shut the fuck up. And don't you dare cum until I say you can." "Yes...sssir." I manage. You feel so good it's beyond belief. Before I register your actions, you force me fully down over the couch, my head forced into the cushion, my ass high and conveniently ever so open to you. "Fuck!" I cry out. "Don't you fucking move." You say through clenched teeth and unfasten my bra, tearing it off of me, so I'm left in just my thigh-highs and heels. You straighten up. "Yeah, bitch, much better." You smack my ass hard and palm it while slowly sliding in and out of my dripping wet cunt, "Yes...this definitely suits you, fucking whore." You say almost detached from the situation. You wet your thumb and begin to circle my asshole with it. "You like your ass fucked? You seemed to like the thought earlier. Fuck...you look so good, bitch. Who the fuck cares what you like." You press your thumb fully into my ass. I moan and rock my hips. "Yeah...that's what I thought. Dirty little whores love their asses fucked. You like me in both your holes, cunt?" "Yes...it feels amazing, sir." I whimper. "Beg me for it; beg me like a good little bitch." "Please fuck my ass. I know I'm a dirty slut. I can't help it. I want to feel your hard cock in my ass. Please..." I plead with you. "Such a fucking whore." You fuck my ass with your thumb in opposing thrusts to your stiff cock in my cunt. You pull out, your cock soaked in my pussy juice, and push just your head inside my ass. "You want it?" "Yes! Yes, I want it. Please fuck me. Please put your cock all the way up my ass." You pulse in and out of me, just the head of your glistening cock entering and then leaving my ass. "Please! Oh my god, don't tease me. I need you fully inside me...please..." you snicker again, and impale my ass with your full, thick shaft and fuck me hard. I cry out, and it hurts...it hurts so fucking good. You fucking hammer me, your carnal instincts taking over. I scream and writhe with every thrust. You pull my hair brutally; use it to drag my head around like a rag doll. You spank my ass hard, repeatedly, and I fucking scream. God, do I scream...the control and power turning you on even more. "Fuck, bitch...yeah? You fucking want it. You fucking want my cock hard up your tight little ass? You're such a fucking whore. Fucking...slutty...ass...cunt." You grab my hips and drive my ass mercilessly onto your cock. I plunge my fingers into my dripping wet pussy and then start to feverishly work my clit. "Yeah...work that cunt for me baby...are you going to cum? Cum with my cock up your ass? Fucking slut." "Yes...sssssir...oh my god...please...I need to cum. Please...let me cum." My fingers dive into my pussy, fucking my hole, rubbing my clit, I'm fucking drenched in my juices. Soaked from being treated like I should...a complete and utter whore. "Please...please sir...may I cum?" I plead. "Alright, bitch. Cum. Cum now. Cum with my cock up your ass. Fucking slut. You look like such a fucking whore with my cock in your ass. You like that? Fucking cunt. Cum now. NOW bitch." I tighten my asshole around your cock and furiously rub my clit. Within seconds you're standing still, your hands on my hips, watching me fuck your cock with my ass...my orgasm washing over me, screaming in pleasure. "Feel good? Feel good cumming with my cock in your ass? Dirty fucking whore." you sneer. My climax begins to subside, and I collapse over the couch. I take a sharp breath as you pull out of me quickly, the absence of your cock shocking my now stretched wide asshole. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" You grab me by the hair, drag me around and throw me on the couch. You pin my wrists in your hands above my head and drive your cock into my wet cunt. You pound into me fast and hard, with all of your weight. I'm humiliated taking your cock from my ass to my pussy...it's so dirty...but I can't help but allow it for you. I turn my head aside, to not look at you, ashamed, and just take it. I know what I'm here for...I have no right to refuse. "Don't you fucking look away. I want to you see what I'm doing to you. Fucking whore." You growl in my ear. I turn my head back and you stare into my eyes as you pound me. The intensity of your eyes on mine is commanding. You thrust into me with that powerful gaze a few times before bending down and running your tongue up my neck ravenously. Shivers run up my spine, my nipples harden. I arch into you, close my eyes, and moan in pleasure, "That's right baby...fuck my cock." you whisper into my ear. I wrap my legs around your ass and ride you, rotating my hips, feeling you deep inside me. "You want my cum deep in your pretty pink pussy?" "I want it wherever would please you, sir." "That's a good girl..." at last you sound pleased with me. Your incredible cock deep in my cunt, and finally, your approval of me, bring forth my second orgasm all too quickly. "Please sir...I need to come again...you fuck me so good, sir....please...please let me cum..." I beg you. "Heh." you smirk, "Not yet, bitch." "Please...please sir...fuck...your cock feels so good. I need to cum. Please may I cum? Oh my god, I need it. Please. Please!" I plead. You pull out of me, and again I gasp at your cock's abrupt absence from my longing body. "No...please..." I whine. "Get on your knees and finger your cunt." you command, stroking your cock fast. I obey and immediately kneel in-front of you, fucking myself hard with my fingers. "Cum." you demand simply. I rub my clit watching you stoke your beautiful cock. My climax comes on fast and I close my eyes, my juices soaking my fingers, and I bounce up and down on my knees. You grasp my hair again and your cock hits the back of my throat. I suck your cock hard, the moaning of my orgasm vibrating on your sensitive head. I revel in all my juices, so dirty, and I don't care. Your cock is amazing, and I want your cum. "Suck it. Suck my fucking cock, bitch. Yeah...make me cum. Make me fucking cum. Fucking suck my cock with all your pussy juice on it. You like my cock in your mouth after it's been in your ass, bitch? Huh? Fucking whore." You fuck my mouth and shoot your load, the first blast delivered down my throat. You pull out of my mouth and let the rest of it coat my face, allowing me the pleasure of the last few drops on my tongue. It's fucking incredible. "Thank you, sir..." I say between sighs of pleasure, "...thank you for your precious cum...thank you for - " you cut me off. "You've served your purpose, cunt." You grab me by the hair and drag me, crawling, naked but for my fishnets and heels, to your front door. You yank my hair back to admire the cum dripping down my face and snicker. "Now get the fuck out." You shove me out the door, toss out my trenchcoat, and close the door. Entertainment at the Beach I have often been at the beach and noticed a guy looking me over really well or staring at me. Girls have a sixth sense about these things. Often times the guy appears to be looking at something in the distance behind you but he is actually looking at you. There are also guys that seem to be scanning the beach as though they are looking for someone but their eyes keep passing over you again and again. Then there are the strollers; these are the guys that keep walking past where you are laying, over and over again. One time he will walk past you on the right then a minute later you will notice him walking past on the left. Before long he walks past again, only this time he is going the other direction past you. Sometimes guys are not so subtle and they just sit and stare at you. Some guys will watch you until they realize that you have spotted them and then they look away from you and turn their attentions on another possibly unsuspecting girl. If I am laying on the beach and I notice a guy looking me over I try and assess what he is looking at. I mentally check how I am sitting and that my bathing suit is not out of position. If I am sitting in a position that does not seem sexy to me and my bathing suit is covering me properly then I have to assume that the guy is just attracted to my looks. I find it very flattering to have a strange guy watch me because of my looks and not because he thinks that he can see a part of my body that he is not supposed to be able to view. There are, however, times if I find the guy very attractive or sexy I may want to show him more than he should normally see. You know, just a glimpse of more cleavage on a peek at the lower portion of a hip. I am very choosey about who I expose myself to. I am not averse to allowing a guy to get an eye full of what he wants to see if I am in the mood to show it to him. More often than not, I am in the mood to show myself off but only to guys that appeal to me. If I happen to be laying on my stomach and he is looking head on at me I might fidget around until the top of my bathing suit slides down a little, showing more of my small breasts than he would normally see. If my top happens to hang away from my body some then he can glimpse most of my breasts down the top of my bathing suit. If I happen to be sitting up I might spread my legs, allowing him to see my pubic bulge under my bathing suit. Or I may pull my feet back toward my thighs, raising my knees and exposing more of my suit covered crotch that he can normally see. I have been known to fidget around until I get the elastic of one of the leg holes in my bathing suit to slip out of place; this exposes a part of one of my vaginal lips giving the guy quite a good show. I learned most of these things as a teenager trying to attract the attention of certain guys that I liked. I liked having guys look at me back then, too. I have always felt safe exposing myself on the beach. I guess that is because so many people are there and most of them are almost naked. If someone sees a part of my body that they aren't supposed to see, they probably chalk it up to being an accident. I like to be innocent and cause accidents to happen as though I really didn't intend for the guy to see anything. It gives me a chance to expose myself yet still appear lady like and innocent. One of those incidents happened to me on the beach at the lake one sunny afternoon shortly after I was married. I had gone to my grandma's with my Mom, brother and my husband, Brad. My grandma lives in a small resort town on the edge of Lake Michigan. We often went swimming in the lake on our summer visits to Grandmas. We all swam in the lake while my grandma would sit on the beach on our blanket in her print dress and watch us. I have never seen my grandma in a swim suit. On this occasion I was with my Mom, brother, husband and a couple of my teenage cousins. We had four blankets stretched out next to each other on the beach, pretty far back from the edge of the water. I was in a very playful mood on this particular day. I had been teasing and "getting" my husband all day. Earlier, when we were in the water I was grabbing him underwater and then swimming away from him. Each time that he would try and get even with me I would swim away from him; totally out of his reach. I have always been able to swim faster than Brad. I was laying on the beach with everyone except my brother, who had disappeared with a girl that he used to see when we went up to grandma's. As I lay there reading a book I looked up and noticed a guy staring at me. As I said before, a girl knows when she is being ogled and this guy was really ogling me. He was the staring type. He looked pretty nice. He was probably in his early 30's and appeared to be rather fit and trim. He had short dark hair and a very attractive build. His jaw was square and he had a very handsome look to his face. He seemed to have no flab around his waist as evidenced by the lack of a roll at his waist as he sat on his blanket. He was sitting probably twenty feet or so away from my blanket and there were no other people in the line of vision between him and me. H e was with a woman, probably his wife, and two adorable little boys who I assumed were his children. The book that I had been reading had some sexual sequences in it and I had just finished reading about one encounter between the lead characters so I was a little excited already. Since I was already in a playful mood and my admirer was cute and not bashful about staring at me I decided to show him a little more than he could already see. I was already laying on my stomach and my straps were dropped off my shoulders to give me a tan with as little tan lines as possible. I lifted up slightly, exposing a little more cleavage for him to see. As I lifted up I watched him as intently as he had been watching me. I wanted to see his facial reaction. He smiled slightly and continued to stare. I really didn't have all that much cleavage to show him because my breasts are small. I wear a 'b' cup but my breasts are very perky. They stand up straight on their own without any support. I laid my book face down on the blanket and looked over my shoulder to make sure that none of my family was watching me. My husband was laying on his stomach with his feet in the direction that my head was facing. His face was turned away from my direction and he appeared to be sleeping. My Mom was reading a book as she lay on her stomach, totally oblivious to anything around her. My grandma was on the opposite end of the blankets from where I was laying so she wasn't even a consideration. I felt I was safe so I continued. Reaching my hands underneath me as I propped myself up on my elbows I slid my hands down my chest and into the loose cups of my bathing suit, cupping my bare breasts in my hands. I pushed the loose cups down off my breasts and onto my blanket. Lifting myself up on my elbows so that my admirer could see my chest plainly with my hands hiding my breasts from his view, I let him have a good look. I looked him straight in the face and grinned at him teasingly as he stared at me and my bare breasts hidden in my hands. After a few seconds I slid one hand slightly down my breast, slowly exposing it to him until my hand reached my nipple, then I stopped moving my hand and kept my nipple covered. I let him see most of, but not my entire, breast. I laid back down flat on my chest hiding my breasts from view then slid my hands off my breasts and lifted up my bathing suit top and covered my breasts again. I looked back up into his face for his reaction and I could see disappointment written all over his face. I knew that the show was not yet over but there was no way to communicate that to my admirer. Still propping myself up on my elbows I lifted myself up higher than I had been and let my bathing suit top slowly sag down my chest while my admirer watched. My breasts slowly became more and more exposed as my bathing suit top gradually slid down off my chest. I looked over my shoulder once again to make sure that no one in my family was watching me. I was still safe, my husband was still sleeping and my Mom was still absorbed in reading her book. I was still safe. Not wanting anyone else to see me, except for my cute stranger, I pulled my arms close to my sides as I continued propping myself on my elbows, hiding my breasts from anyone that may have been looking at me from the side. When my bathing suit top had slipped down off my breasts completely and they were fully bared I arched my back slightly, lifting my chest up higher, and I pushed my chest out showing him my little bare breasts. I watched him as he looked at my breasts; he seemed to be slightly agitated in a good way as he stared at me. He just stared at my naked breast for a few minutes and I could tell that he was enjoying the view, from the smile on his face. He fidgeted some as though trying to accommodate something inside his bathing suit that had become dislodged from its normally comfortable position. Trying to be very nonchalant so as to not attract anyone else's attention I slid my right hand over to my left breasts and toy with my swollen nipple a little. I tweaked it between my fingers then gently grasp it between my fingers and pulled on it, causing a very pleasurable sensation to run thru my body. I felt good all over as I exposed myself to this complete stranger. Little waves of pleasure were running thru me and my stomach was fluttering. I felt like a naughty little girl, a feeling that I have always loved. After he had stared at my breasts for a few minutes he moved around and sat facing me with his legs flat on the sand and leaned back on his outstretched arms behind him. Slowly he spread his legs until I could see up the inside of one of the legs of his bathing suit. He was wearing a boxer style bathing suit and I don't think it had the netting inside the suit to hold his penis in. I could see penis inside his bathing suit leg pretty well. It wasn't hard yet but it looked as though it was well on its way to being hard. At this point my husband stirred as he lay next to me on the blanket. I let go of my nipple and grasp the front of my bathing suit, pulling it up to cover my breasts. Looking over my shoulder at my husband I watched as he rolled over on his side in his sleep, facing away from me. When my eyes shot back at the handsome stranger he was smiling in the knowledge that he knew exactly why I had covered myself. I smiled back at him as I lifted my straps and pulled them back up over my shoulders, pulling my bathing suit top back in place and covering my breasts completely. As I began to sit up I could see disappointment on his face again. There was no need for him to be disappointed because I had a surprise in store for him. Once I was sitting I pulled my knees up in front of me and wrapped my arms around my legs so that I could rest my chin on my knees. Cautiously looking around to make sure that I wasn't being watched by anyone else, I reached down around the outside of my right thigh very slowly and slid my hand over to my cloth covered crotch. Sliding my fingers up and down over the tightly stretched cloth covering my pussy I teasingly tickled my pussy thru the cloth. I could feel my wetness soaking thru the crotch of my bathing suit as my excitement grew. I wasn't sure that I could be brazen enough to do what I was about to do but just the anticipation was raising my libido very high. I slipped my fingers to the side of the crotch of my bathing suit then slid them under the elastic leg band and touched my lips under my bathing suit as he watched. My calves were separated far enough that he could easily see my fingers as they toyed with my pussy under the cloth covering of my bathing suit. I ran them up and down my pussy enjoying the good sensations that I was creating in myself and teasing my admirer at the same time. By this time my heart was pounding and my head was starting to spin. I shuttered as I thought about what my next natural move should be. I wasn't sure that I should do it but there was an internal driving force deep inside me that was controlling my actions at this time. Having secretly rubbed my pussy in public for only him to see, I slowly started pulling my fingers out from underneath the crotch of my bathing suit. As I did, I pulled the crotch up away from my pussy and stretched it in such a way that it slid down my fingers and the elastic lodged itself in my slit exposing my right vaginal lip to him I could feel the fresh air on my pussy, causing the thrill of what I was doing to growing in leaps and bounds. I had now uncovered half of my pussy and was sitting there in public on the beach allowing a complete stranger to look at it. I couldn't believe I was doing this but I was having so much fun and at the same time getting a huge rush from my actions. I am normally a subtle flasher, allowing a guy to have a peek at my private parts when he thinks that I don't know what he is seeing. I had never been this brazen before. I was surprising myself at my bold shameless actions. What surprised me even more was the pleasure I was receiving from my actions and the level of excitement that I was attaining. I was close to approaching an orgasm just from being so blatant in my actions. I slowly sensuously slid my fingers up and down my exposed vaginal lip, lightly tickling it with my finger tips and increasing my thrill. I toyed with my half exposed pussy for his visual enjoyment and watched his reaction to my little show. He lifted his knees in front of himself and assumed the same position that I was sitting in. As he pulled his knees up in front of himself he adjusted his swim suit, sliding one leg down his thigh toward his crotch. I could now see the head of his penis, tightly pressed against his thigh, almost sticking out of the leg hole of his bathing suit. I could see that he was now harder than he had been a few minutes before and his penis seemed longer now. I decided to go ahead with the plan that I had been tossing around in my head. I knew that if I didn't do it now I would probably not do it at all and my excitement had grown to a point that I was so bold I would do just about anything. I reached down around my left thigh with my left hand and grasp the crotch of my bathing suit; pulling it completely across my pussy I exposed my whole pussy for my admirer's visual pleasure. As I did I moved my feet sideways a few inches, spreading my calves a slight bit more to make sure that he had a good view of my pussy. Again I glanced over my shoulder to make sure that none of my family could see what I was doing. I was safe and they were none the wiser. I held the crotch of my bathing suit over to my left, keeping my swollen pussy totally exposed. The feeling was exhilarating. My heart raced in my chest as I sat there in public, exposing my most private part to the gaze of a total stranger. I felt naughty, which added to my thrill. I almost felt humiliated with my swollen pussy hanging out for all the world to see. My thrill was complete and I had done what I had set my mind to do. I could go no further at this time as I had gone as far as I could go, which in a small way gave me a feeling of accomplishment. With my pussy now completely exposed to his gaze, and I could see his penis was reacting in the desired manner. I ran a finger up and down my pussy lips a few times, as though I was tickling them and teasing him, but I was actually feeling how wide open I was. My inner lips had swollen open, pushing my outer lips aside. I was sopping wet and oozing with my juices. I could feel my clitoris swollen out from between my inner lips, (I have a very large clitoris when it is swollen) pushing its way from between them and protruding out in the open as it always does when I am at the height of sexual excitement. I watched his penis swell as it became extremely hard and grew out of the leg opening of his bathing suit. He seemed to have a very long penis because it was extended about 3 inches out of his bathing suit. I thought I would only see the head but I saw a lot more than I had intended on seeing. As I lightly ran my fingers over my swollen pussy lips and touched my exposed clitoris he imitated me and ran his finger tip over the head of his penis. Each time I slid my fingers over my clitoris a shiver of pleasure ran thru my body. Even from the distance that I was seeing him, I could see the glistening of a drop of his semen on the tip of his penis. As his finger moved over the head of his penis it was obvious that the little drops of his semen were being spread all over the head of his penis. Seeing a complete stranger show me his penis as he watched me fondle my pussy in public served to further inflame my already burning desires. The thrill that this whole scene created in me was fantastic. Just the idea that a good looking stranger was looking at parts of my body that he is not supposed to be seeing had me extremely wet. I was tingling all over and my pussy was so sensitive that I wanted to masturbate right then and there. The idea even crossed my mind but I dismissed it and decided that I had probably gone as far as I should go. I lightly tickled my lips with my finger a little more then gradually I slipped my bathing suit back over my pussy and covered myself. I sat there and continued watching him and he stayed hard for a long time. I guess I didn't help him any because I was sitting there pursing my lips into a round shape, as though I was sucking on him, and he was sticking his tongue out and licking in an upward motion as though he were eating me. Each time one of us would make a mouth movement the other would begin to laugh. After I covered myself I must have watched him for a good 10 minutes before his penis went down and shrunk back into his bathing suit. I laid back down eventually and we stopped watching each other. I did keep my eye on him from time to time the rest of the afternoon, hoping to get another good peek at him. He left the beach first and we left it a little later. As I was standing up at the changing room waiting for my husband to finish in the men's changing room, my handsome stranger came walking out. I sheepishly grinned at him and he grinned back. Later when we chose a picnic table and started eating I noticed that he was at a nearby picnic table with his family. Once again our eyes met and we exchanged smiles. After we ate and before we left the picnic area I walked over to the trash can to dump our trash and he walked over at the same time. He lifted the trash can lid for me and as he did he mumbled under his breath something about, "Very nice." I mumbled back, "You're not so bad yourself." I never saw the guy again but I will never forget that day at the lake and I hope that he will never forget it, either. Entertainment For The Bosses Working in an office can be a lot of fun, I've learned from previous experiences. But the office that I'm a secretary for--for almost a year now--has to be the greatest, and most fulfilling one there is. The escapades I've been involved in have opened my sexual delights to heights beyond measure. Here is my first such sensual act; it happened on the first day I got the job, and I still masturbate to it to this very day. My name is Trisha, and I just finished my first day of work at the offices of Devin and Devine, a small law firm that caters to the porn industry. The bosses are Devin--a thirty-four-year-old stunning blonde that loves to flaunt her long, curvaceous legs, and her best friend from their old days of starring in movies together, Devine. Devine is a fair-skinned, gray-eyed woman two years' Devin's junior. Her coal-black hair is always worn in large, spiral curls that always seem to be perfection itself. I, myself, am a very sexually-enlightened mature gal of thirty-six. My looks never seemed to fade, as I was adamant about taking care of myself at an early age. They are both taller than me by about two inches (I am a tiny woman), and my slender body always ached to be touched and handled. Breasts that are firm and perky--and of adequate size--are mounted high on my chest. My eyes are small pools of emerald, and my hair is thin and red, spilling down my back like the lava from an extremely hot volcano. Anyway, now that the introductions are over, I'll tell you about my first day. After hearing about this firm from a friend, and needing a new secretary job (I have been a professional one since I was eighteen), I decided to check it out. I was dressed to make mouths drool, and organs leak cream. I had my hair done up in that classy look, and my make-up was soft, but at the same time, alluring. The business jacket and skirt I donned were of a deep blue shade, with very thin vertical stripes. Under my jacket I wore a black, button-down shirt, and the collars folded over the collars of the blazer. The skirt came to right above my knee--about four inches--and I had on a pair of silk nylon thigh-highs. Strappy high-heels adorned my delicate feet. I was ready. I strolled in with my briefcase in hand around eight-thirty in the morning. The office was air-conditioned (thank God!), and had the usual smells I was used to: ink, paper, metal, and that wonderful potpourri of many womanly scents combined. I noticed the young girl sitting at the reception desk. She was no older than, say, nineteen or twenty, and she was beautiful. Her smile beamed at me as I approached. "Hi, my name is Trisha Valun, and I'm supposed to start today. Can you help me find my way around?" I returned her smile, and checked out her legs as she stood from her desk. She reached out a hand, and said in a friendly voice: "Hi. My name's Carrie, and I would love to. We're still a small firm, yet, so it won't take long. Follow me." No problem there, I thought, as I leered at her two cheeks swaying in her loose, plaid skirt. She had on a button-down shirt, also, but hers was tighter than mine; I could see her white bra-strap across her back. Her stockings had those lines going up from the ankle, splitting her shapely legs in half. Her heels were of the "fuck-me" variety, and made her calves more sinewy. We walked down the aisle toward the rear, right-side of the office. She pointed to a comfy little cubicle just outside the windowless office of the bosses. It had all the basic components of a secretarial cubicle, so I won't bore with the details. She pulled the chair out for me--which I thought was overly nice, but sweet. I sat, and asked her when I should expect instructions from one of the bosses. She grinned down at me; it seemed like she was chewing on me with her blue eyes, and I felt my pussy getting heated. She leaned forward, placing the palms of her hands on the desk--giving me a view of her mounds of cleavage--and said, "Don't worry, Ms. Valun. They'll be out for you shortly. I think you're gonna love working here; I know I do." She winked at me, twirled so her skirt rode high, revealing the stocking-tops and straps that connected them to her garter belt, and walked off. What in the world is goin' on here? I wondered. But, she was right: I was thinking that I could like this place.... I took this time to look around, scanning the office to see all the other people that worked here. Being a lover of pornography, I recognized some of the women and men as former stars. This was incredible! I knew this was the place for me. Quite a few of them I had actually fingered myself to, watching as they chugged cock, ate pussy, or just plain fucked in both the asshole and cunt. I felt the sudden urge to go to the bathroom for a quick masturbation session, when the door to the bosses' office opened up. Out walked Devin, platinum hair glimmering, with a full-lipped, red-painted smile. She beckoned me in with a French-manicured finger gesture. Rising, I grabbed my briefcase off the desk, and followed her into their office. She was dressed in a white business skirt and blazer like me--except for the color. She was also wearing stockings or pantyhose that were as white as winter snow. Covering her feet, all the way up to her knees, were cotton-shaded leather, spike-heeled boots. Her ass looked glorious as I shut the door behind me. Their office was very spacious. A large, rectangle table was set in the center. At the left and right sides were their desks, facing each other. Couches lined the other walls. The most interesting objects in the room, though, were hanging on the walls. Almost every single sexual toy and device that existed were displayed on them. I was really taken aback by all this, when Devin sat down on the table in front of me next to Devine, crossing her legs slowly, said, "Do you like what you see of our business so far?" I stole a glance at the two sets of lengthy legs before me, and responded: "You bet I do, Ms. Devin. You have a very interesting office here." "Just Devin, please, Trisha. Now, do you know why we hired you?" "Of course. I am to be your secretary. And yours, as well," I nodded to Devine, who looked scrumptious in her very tight-fitting and extremely short spandex shorts. Her legs were glistening with sweat, like she just got through running or something. Her sports-bra was stretched taught across her huge tits; her nipples were trying to pierce the thin fabric. Her feet were covered with athletic sneakers. "Well, yes, that." Devin grinned at her partner. "But there are other reasons why we chose you to work here. For legal reasons, though, we'll need you to to sign this waver before we discuss any of that. I assure you, I think you'll like what we have to say." She produced a paper from behind her, and handed it to me. I read through it. All that it said was that, if I didn't like what was being asked of me, I couldn't tell anyone what we had discussed in here; that it was confidential. If I did like it, then it wouldn't matter what I said, as long as it was in friendly conversation. Not anything that would be considered negative to the firm. I agreed, and signed it. After Devine placed the paper inside a briefcase, she started talking. "Well, first of all. Let me say that right now, you are just a secretary. And, after we proposition you, if you do not agree, you can remain so without having to feel like you might be fired or something. So don't worry." She paused, trailing her gaze from my feet, all the way up to my face. "You are an extremely sexy and beautiful woman. We have another position in mind for you if you would like to hear about it? One that would almost triple your salary--plus many other perks that I think you would find interesting. Would you like to hear about it, Trisha?" "Yes I would, Deivine. It sounds very interesting, indeed." I thought I knew where this was heading, and moisture bubbled out into my panties from my juicy cunt. "Devin?" Devin took over the proposal. "We have a special kind of firm here, Trisha. At times, when we have meetings with men and women who want to settle certain cases, we offer them males or females for sexual encounters. And we're always on the lookout for new--skin, you might say." She laughed, and it was musical. "But we need special women. Women who are into it all: blowjobs, swallowing cum, anal sex, sex with another girl, orgies, even some fetishes. As you have probably noticed already, one of the major fetishes that a lot of our clients love, is the nylon fetish. And I am so happy to see that you love to wear them, too. That's a bonus." She uncrossed her legs, allowing me a peek up her slitted skirt to the area where her panties were shrouding her twat. I peeked, and she smiled wide. After crossing them the other way, she continued. "I see you also like other women. Of course, we would love to have sex with you first, if you would want that? Do you want to lick and suck with me and Devine?" Nipples stiffened; cunt pulsed; and panties soaked, as I nodded--almost hypnotically--yes. "Now, before we go on, we would like to know: Do you want this new job, or no?" She stood up from the table, along with Devine. I noticed that Devine had a prominent camel toe between her thighs; it looked delicious. "If I didn't accept this job, I would have to get my fuckin' head checked! Of course I accept; I'm into all of that stuff you mentioned. My experience with girl-on-girl sex is limited, though. I was only with one other woman before, so...." "Oh, don't worry about that, shugah. We're excellent teachers. Now here's your contract. Look it over, and sign all the forms." I did, and it took ten minutes. Handing it back, I inquired, "So, what next?" "Next," Devine spoke up, "we have to inspect your sexual areas, just to see if you take care of yourself. And, of course, 'cause we're horny" All three of us laughed at that. "We'll sit right here in the chairs, and you get that sweet ass up on the desk." "Okay," I said, as I dropped my briefcase to the floor. The women sat down in two leather chairs, facing the huge table. I climbed on top of it, crawling on all-fours towards them. "Now what?" "Stand up, and show us your big titties, Trisha. Let's see how they look without that blazer, shirt, then bra on." Devine placed her hand on the mound of spandex that was covering the dark-haired woman's snatch. She squeezed, and Devine let out a little moan. I stood, rising from the table like a cobra out of its basket. Starting from the top, I unfastened button after button, exposing the shirt underneath. I let the jacket slide off my arms, landing in a cloth-puddle behind me. "Those are quite lovely inside that shirt, Trisha. Your nipples are very striking; that's another bonus. Now--off with the shirt," Devine ordered. Once again beginning at the top, I slowly undid all the buttons. The smooth, white skin of my flat stomach and black bra exposed themselves to the sexy women below me. I felt like I was a stripper in some club, dancing for these women. Devine slipped a hand under Devin's skirt; her legs were parted as far as the skirt would allow, and the dreamy facade of her face told me that she was really enjoying herself. "You have a perfect tummy; very lickable. Now the bra, hun. Show off those tits for us," Devin said, her voice low from the obvious pleasure her friend was giving her. "Finger my cunt harder, D; I want our new friend to enjoy the show." She slid her skirt up, revealing the lacy tops of her thigh-highs, and pantied pussy, where Devine's fingers were playing a concerto over her fleshy folds. I spotted not a single hair anywhere on that puss, as I undid the clasp on the front of my bra. Watching these two lovely ladies getting off in front of me was making my twat expell drop after slippery drop of juice, drenching my black panties profusely. I needed to taste them both, and soon. Pulling the bra apart, my tits were finally showing themselves to my new bosses. The air-conditioning (along with my own horniness) stiffened my nips incredibly. I saw both girls lick their lips at the same time. Devine said, "Those are glorious tits, Trish. Perfect size for lickin', suckin', and fuckin'. Can you bring them down here so we can have a taste?" "Yes I can. I was hoping you would ask me that." I got down like a dog again, and crept towards them; my large breasts swinging seductively under me. When I reached the end of the table, I leaned forward as far as I could go. Both women bent to my chest, each grabbing a handful of tit. They caressed, squeezed, and pinched, making my cunt turn into a fire pit of passion and longing. First, they indulged in a sloppy, loving kiss; I watched as their tongues swiped all around the other's lips. After tonguing each other's mouths, they turned their attention to my tits again. Each one pulled a heavy breast to their warm mouths, kissing softly all around the sensitive area. I couldn't believe that I had not one--but two--beautiful women suckling on my tits like they were starving for them. I noticed that Devine was the more aggressive one, as she nibbled and bit hard on my nipple; it sent shivers and tingles through my body like a million tiny fingers were running all over me. I panted, feeling an orgasm nearing. The sucking and slurping sounds that filled the office were incredible. Their wet, warm mouths, chewing on my fun-bags, was...well...devine! Trails of spit were spilling down my breasts, landing on the wooden table in droplets the size of dimes. Devin and Devine gave each tit one last suck, and let them go gently. Each one bounced a little, as I stated, "That was the greatest sexual experience in my life; a few more minutes and I would have creamed my panties!" Devine went back to frigging her friend's clit, and responded, "Oh, don't worry. You will have many orgasms today, I assure you. Now, let's say we see what you have hiding down there, Trisha? I can't wait any longer." I bobbed my head up and down, feeling like I was the submissive here. Which I was, and I was adoring it. I stood again with shaking legs, trying to control my pulsing pussy. I brought my legs together, and began unzipping the side of my skirt. Both pairs of eyes were lingering on the part of my body where my cunt was kept. "I hope you don't have a lot of hair down there, Trish? Or else we're gonna have to get rid of it." I just smiled as the zipper was all the way down. Slipping the skirt over my hips, I swayed my ass back and forth for the ladies. I turned my back on them, bending over at the waist as I shimmied the skirt over my tight ass. My thong was firmly stuck in between my ass cheeks, and I know they could see the plumpness of my cunt. I stepped out of it, leaving it with the rest of my clothing. I turned back to them. Devin whispered, "That was extremely hot, Trisha. I love the way your putty looks all confined under your panties." Devine had three fingers inserted into her partner's vaginal hole, and Devin was having trouble speaking. "You wear your undergarments very well. Now for the final move. Strip them panties down, and let's see that twat." And so I did. Hooking my thumbs under the thin band, I pulled them down to my ankles. I stepped out of them, as well, and stood back up. The coolness of the room muffled the growing heat emanating from my wet cunt. I placed my hands on my hips, and asked, "You like?" "I see I didn't have any reason to worry about hair; you're as bald as me!" Devin said. "Now, lay down and spread for us, dear. We need to see that pussy close up and in our faces." I clicked my heels over to the edge of the table; with every step, I could feel the silky nylon rubbing against my outer vulva as my stockings were pulled up high. I got down on my back, edging my ass towards them. After spreading my legs with my knees up, I said: "Inspect away, ladies. I think you'll find everything up to code." I giggled. Life couldn't get any better than this, I thought then. Devin and Devine leaned in, each gripping a nylon-covered calf. I watched them as they were only under a foot away from my mound. They inhaled deeply. "You smell exquisite, my dear. Just perfect," the blonde-haired seductress breathed. "Your vulva is puffy; your lips are thick and long; and your clit is very prominant. This definitely has to be one of the most beautiful and amazing twats I have ever seen. You are most certainly hired, Trish. How could I say no to a pussy that has beads of cum dribbling out of it?" She wet her lips with her tongue again, and looked to her partner. "I think that she just got a raise because of this cunt, don't you?" "Yes. I. Do. I can't wait any longer; I need to bury my face in that snatch before I lose my fucking mind!" Devine was getting edgy; I think I saw her actually drool after she said that. "Trish, honey. Would you like it if Devine and I ate your cunt while you ate mine? I think that would be wonderful." "I would love to do that. But how are we going to?" I inquired; I was a new to the lesbian game, and, plus, my mind was reeling from all that was transpiring. "You'll see," Devin said, as she crawled onto the table. She stood above my head so I could see up her skirt. She removed it first, then her panties. I finally got to see all of her mons: completely bare, and she had, what I always thought of as, an "inney". Which means is that she just had a slit; her outer area was puffy like mine, but she didn't have any lips flopping around. Actually, her pussy looked almost identical to Pam Anderson's. I wanted to suck on some lips, but these kinds of cunts were beautiful, also. I felt Devine breathing on my exposed clitoris and labia; I was drooling from my hole again. I felt it slip down into the cleft of my asscheeks, and I guess she couldn't take it anymore. She dove right in, and I almost screamed at the pleasure she was giving to me. Her nose was drilling my clit, as her tongue snaked inside of my tight vagina. She was alternating from tongue-fucking me, to chewing on my cunt with a wildness that I have never experienced before. I was just chanting "Oh, God! Oh, God!" over and over as she delved into my pretty pussy, smearing my fluids all over her face. She widened my twat with both hands so she could have more oral access to my insides. As Devin was slowly shaking her ass, and lowering her lipless cunt down onto me, I had a my first orgasm with my new bosses. It was a quick one--one that was building deep within all day long. I moaned and groaned as my legs shook from the power of this woman eating me and sucking me. My juicyness pumped out of my hot hole, soaking Devine's face. "Oh, Devine. Keep lickin', baby. Suck all my cum outta me! Unnnnnngh!" The last thing I saw before my mouth was engulfed by Devin's snatch, was Devine's eyes--dreamy and glossy--staring right into mine as she continued lapping at my cunt-flesh. The odor pouring out of this beautiful pussy drove my brain crazy! She smelled so fucking sweet, and I saw dribbles of her own semen along her crack. I let my tongue slip out, and worm around her plumpy vulva. She was squatting, so I reached under and spread her cunt as wide as I could. "Trish, eat that cunt; I have a surprise for you, baby," Devine informed me. I saw from under the pussy above me that she licked my juice off of her lips, and then she disappeared out of sight. Devin just drove her twat into my hungry mouth, letting me delve deeper and deeper into her inner-lovliness. Then she said, "Mmmmm, honey, you sure know how to eat a taco. Here comes Devine with her 'surprise'. Are you ready, Trisha?" "Mm-hmmmmm!," I mumbled into her wet folds. I tongued away at Devin's tight hole, while sliding my middle finger around her asshole. With long swipes, my tongue trailed its saliva from her clit...all the way to where my finger was dancing around her most forbidden of areas. Even her asshole smelled exquisite. Entertainment For The Bosses "Tongue-fuck my ass, Trish! Oh shit, that's it! Slip that fucking tongue in as far as it'll go, then drive four fingers in my slick slit!" Devin was now swirling her hips around, covering my face with her female slime. As I was head-banging, piercing her ass with my long tongue, I felt Devine spit on my snatch. She licked it a few times, then she asked me, also: "Are you ready for your surprise, darling?" "Please, yes! Do whatever you want to me; I'm your fuck-slut!" I don't know what came over me, but I was being driven insane by female/female/female lust. I knew my next orgasm would be humungous! I plugged Devin's delectable canal with four long fingers; spurts of off-white cream dripped out and around the edges as I hammered away at her twat. Her ass was still shaking and grinding into my fingers, when she said: "Now, get that thumb in me; fist me now, bitch! Do it while I devour your cunt!" I squeezed my thumb into her, forcing half my hand inside the slippery pussy. She was almost screaming, as she bent forward into a sixty-nine. She bit softly on my clit, while spreading my fat lips apart, preparing me. I felt a warm hardness on my outer-cunt. I couldn't really see what it was, because I was so far in back of Devin so I could fist her fleshy, juicy mineshaft. But I knew it had to be a dildo or vibrator of some sort--I was very familiar with such things. "Here comes some fake cock for ya, our darling slut," Devine said, as I felt--what had to be--the biggest plastic cock-head I have ever experienced pop into my pussy. I screeched as it was widening me more and more. She let just the head in so I could get used to the fatness of it. I buried my face into Devin's asshole as I watched my entire fist go inside her twat down to my wrist. This was fucking astounding! While Devin was still suckling my clit, I felt the rocking motion of Devine--it was definitely a strap-on. Inch after obese inch of the toy snaked its way into my cunny; tears of pleasure and pain broke out of my eyes as I was being filled with more than I have ever thought imaginable. I dug my nails into Devin's stockings so fiercly, I ripped small holes in them. But the silkyness still felt wonderful--as did the large-ass plastic prick burrowing into me. "Look at how her pussy's all stretched, Devin! That's amazing. Remember that last bitch we brought in here? She cried like a baby, and took off as soon as I slipped this mammoth in her!" She laughed as she started fucking away furiously; I felt the entire length, and the tip was pounding away at my cervix. I knew I wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow. "Yeah, I remember," Devin said, letting a puffy lip slip from her mouth. "This bitch is ours forever; she's going to be an incredible ass-et to us for a long time to come. Right, Trisha-baby?" "Yes, sweetheart, YES! I'm your whore, Devine's whore--hell, this whole firm's whore! Now fuck me so I can cum all over Devin's mouth! Fuck me! Fill me up with that gigantic cock." I slammed my fist into that sweet snatch over and over, trying to make Devin cream my face. I shoved my ass into the onslaught I was receiving, therefore bringing my mouth right next to the pussy I was devastating with my hand. Devin was shaking and girating, her orgasm nearing, as she breathed, "I'm sure you'd like to know just how big the strap-on prick is that's tearing your pussy apart, Trish, so I'll tell you. The fatness your cunt's taking is the width of a fucking beer can, and it's entire length is ten inches. Your being stuffed with one of our most favorite toys, and, by the looks of your reddened twat, and the cum leaking out--you're loving every glorious inch of it." She went back to chewing on my clit. "I am...I am...Just don't stop! I'll be soaking that cock with my cum.... Oh, very, very soooooooon! That's it, Devine. That's it! Slam me, baby. Tear me up like the slut I am!" I was now punching my hand into Devin with a ferocity I never before would have thought of; her pussy was red, as well. I felt her body quiver--it was time. "I'm gonna cum, Trish! You sweet darling, you're goin' to make your boss cum right in your mouth! Here it is, slut; drink it all down..." I yanked my hand out as I felt the force of so much female jizm erupt from her hole. It cascaded down and covered my entire face. Slurping it all up, I opened my mouth wide to accomodate all of her juice. She was panting hard, her breathing heavy, as she slowly layed her head down on my pubis, lightly licking away at my twat. "Cum for us, baby. Cum for us. I want us all to divulge in your sweet juices," Devin whispered to my pussy. My body rocked on the table as I was being plastered with that fat faux dick. I bit down on Devin's twat when I felt the sensational tinglings fire through me like kriton switches on a nuclear bomb. They started in my brain, sending pulses throughout the rest of my enormously-fucked body. My legs started shaking, and I clenched them...then opened them...clench...open...over and over. Devine was obviously staring at my pussy, when she yelled, "I can't believe it! I can see her twat spasming! Look, Devin!" "It's gorgeous, girls. Very. Now cum, sweet-ass. Cum for your bosses." With the frigging and pinching of my clit by Devin, and the pounding from Devine, I blew. I dug my nails into Devin's ass as I felt my pussy fire load after load of juicy, creamy, delicious woman-cum. Devin started lapping it right up like a cat with its milk, and Devin finally reached her orgasm, as well. I covered the plastic cock with all of my warm, wetness. I found out afterwards that Devine was using one of those strap-ons that had another dong attached to it so the person using it could have their pussy filled at the same time. She screamed as I did, and we both came like never before. Devin crawled off of my face--I stole a couple more licks of that dribbling cunt first. She layed down on the table next to me; Devine, finally drawing that long, plastic sword out of my cunt-sheath, joined me on my left. All of us had our knees up, letting the coolness of the room abate the enormous heat from our holes. I stared down in disbelief at the huge cock that was standing straight up on Devine. "That fucking thing was in me? Holy shit!" I couldn't fathom that my pussy opened up for such a large object. Although, I did have the greatest orgasm of my life. "We need your holes to be ready for anything, darlin'," Devin informed me. "Some of our clients are hung like horses, and they love stretching asses and twats with their massive meat. But, don't worry your sexy little pussy and asshole, shugah. We know certain exercises that you can do to always keep your cunt tight. I'll tell you about them before you go home; I think you did enough on your first day, Trish. Don't you?" "You know it; all of my insides are going to be killing me tomorrow," I laughed, but with a nervous tinge to it. "Don't worry; tomorrow will be light work for ya. We'll give that sweet twat a day to heal. You'll love your assignment, though, I assure you." We all laughed and giggled, as I was thinking about what was in store for me then. I knew I had found the place for me, and I'll stay here as long as they'll have me. To be cunt-inued....