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The Adventures of Miss Jones Ch. 01

By: cheddar_cheese



The text from Mr Smith read "Meet me at 6 in the bar of the hotel opposite our offices. I'd like to discuss the results of the interview."

Did that mean he was offering her the job? Surely the formal job offer would be in his office? She and two others had been interviewed for the job as Mr Smith's PA. One if them wasn't a strong candidate but the other, an ambitious young guy, was quite a threat. She had to play it cool. Not turn up gasping and breathless. If the job was hers then it was already decided and she couldn't do much about it. Better just to enjoy a drink and chat with an attractive man. 

He was already there when she arrived. He stood to greet her, and offered the seat opposite. 

"Drink? I'm buying. I'm having a cold beer, in case you're wondering."

"G&T please, with plenty of ice and lemon."

The drinks ordered, Mr Smith began by explaining the situation. 

"You interviewed very well...so did one of the other candidates. Both of you are perfectly capable of doing the job. I think that it comes down to attitude and commitment."

"Oh yes, I agree, Mr Smith. I'm happy to be judged on that."

"Do you have a family? Husband, boyfriend? I know it's not very PC but I want someone with no commitments who is absolutely dedicated to the job."

Hmm, sadly the answer was no, no boyfriend and no sex for quite a while either. 

"No, Mr Smith, no commitments. I would be completely committed to the job." Before she could stop herself, she had blurted out her feelings. "Mr Smith, I'd do anything to get the job, anything, and anything to keep it too." That wasn't very cool, she thought. 

He raised just one eyebrow. 

"Is that so? Anything? I have been wondering how keen you are on getting this job. Telling me here in this bar is one thing. Showing me in a hotel room upstairs is for real though. That might clinch the job for you."

Was this really happening? This was 2011 and she thought that times had moved on a little than this. And yet ... it had been months since she'd been properly fucked, he was a good looking guy and, well, it would be great to get a promotion. She would play along and see where it lead. 

"Mr Smith, do you have a room booked? If so, I think we need to continue this discussion in private", She smiled at him. "Shall we take our drinks with us?"

"Excellent! I think a bottle of something bubbly is in order."

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They sipped their champagne and looked at each other. Miss Jones broke the silence first. 

"Now that we're in this bedroom alone, Mr Smith, and I wanted to make sure we're here for the same reason..."

"Oh, Miss Jones, I certainly hope so. You're keen on getting promoted. You're a very attractive woman who has recently told me she would be prepared to do anything to get the job. How could a man resist? Now if you are as good as your word, the job's yours. But be aware that I am a demanding boss and lover - you'll do whatever I ask, won't you?"

"Oh yes. anything!" she said, as she slipped off her business jacket. 

He sat on a chair facing her. 

"Stand up. Undo your blouse. slowly."

Each button was gently eased undone by her trembling fingers, even though she was trembling as she did so. I'm glad I wore the red silk lingerie today, she thought. Soon the blouse was off and thrown onto the bed behind her. He gazed admiringly at the shape of her breasts. A good size but not too big. Just right for a nice handful. There was already a swelling as her nipples began to stiffen. 

"Now slip that bra strap off your left shoulder." She did so. Now he reached up with his hand and stroked her breast flesh. He pulled her closer to him, and brushed her nipple with the back if his hand. It stiffened even more. He couldn't resist and touched her nipple with the tip of his tongue. They both tingled with pleasure. He licked all around her nipple and her knees began to tremble too. 

"Take your bra off completely, Miss Jones."

His formality seemed mis-placed given she was half naked before him, but somehow exciting too. Now he began to suck her nipple as he played with her other breast. Oh Christ, she was starting to get wet already. Her mind started to flood with obscene thoughts. She was completely in lust with him. For now she didn't care about the job, she just thought about his cock. What was he like? She knew she would be finding out soon. She needed him inside her. Her mouth or her pussy, preferably both. God she really did need to get fucked. Mr Smith seemed like too much if a gentleman to leave her unsatisfied, she hoped. 

Her nipples were getting really hard now. He switched from sucking one breast to the other, but always both received his attention. He dipped his fingers in the champagne to play with her other nipple. It was so nice to be pleasured this way, but it was making her so horny and she needed things to move along. 

He paused. 

"Mr Smith, that was amazing, lovely...."

"Good, that was just for starters. you did say you would do anything didn't you?"

She nodded. 

"Undress me completely, Miss Jones. Absolutely everything."

"Yes, Mr Smith."

He stood up. She started with his jacket and hung it neatly on the back of the chair. Then his tie. she unbuttoned his shirt, to reveal his chest. Firm, muscular, not too hairy. She stroked gently with her fingers as she dropped to her knees in front of him. First she undid his shoelaces, removed his shoes and socks. 

"This is the moment I've been waiting for", she thought. 

His trousers fell to the floor. Now he was down to his underwear. Dark pants, the shape of his balls filling them nicely. But that wasn't what caught her eye. It was the shape of his cock, the stiff shaft pointing to one side, with the tip just poking out the top of his pants. She couldn't resist and touched it with her finger. It was a little moist already with a little pre-cum. he's really turned on too, she thought. She eased his pants down and he stood before her, fully erect. His mouthwatering cock bobbing in front of her face and she licked her lips with anticipation. She loved the hardness of his cock; the way the veins stood out. His balls looked really full, too. 

"Mr Smith, it's beautiful!" she exclaimed. 

"Thank you, Miss Jones. I'm glad you like it. Miss Jones, it's no longer about IF you get the job. Now it's about what your salary is to be. I want you to give me the best cock sucking you've ever given. How good it is will determine your pay. As a bit of advice, the longer you can make it last the better, but I must warn you I am very turned on so take care."

This was her chance. A delicious, mouthwatering cock in front of her very eyes. She would have sucked it very, very willingly even if they'd just met in the bar, bit here she was getting the chance to determine her pay. She held the shaft in her fingers. It was warm and hard and the veins stood out. She eased back the foreskin to reveal a lovely red head, firm and tasty-looking. He was a nice size - big enough to fill her up, but not too big for her mouth or so big he would stretch her too much. 

She licked the tip and licked again, then licked round the other side using the underside of her tongue across the little string. He was obviously enjoying it already, but she was really enjoying it too and in no rush. She swirled her tongue slowly round and round the tip until it glistened with her saliva. She rubbed both sides of the head using her thumb and forefinger. 

"Mr Smith, you have a lovely cock. Shall I suck it for you now?"

He just nodded, not trusting himself to speak coherently. 

She dipped her head again and took his tip in her mouth. She very slowly slid her lips up and down the tip, but no further. As her saliva built up and trickled down the shaft she was able to slide her hand up and down slowly too at the same sort of speed and her other hand she used on his balls. Ah, his balls! How nice it was to squeeze them gently, to stroke them, tug at them one at a time, to juggle them in her hand like loose change in a pocket. 

She continued to suck him slowly, still just the tip, not increasing her speed for fear of making him come too soon. 

It was heavenly for her as it had been so long since she had been it such a delightful position. A lovely cock to suck, no hurry, just pleasure for them both. She had been on her knees for a little while now. Maybe they could make use of the bed?

"Mr Smith, why don't you lie down?"

He did so, slipping a pillow under his head for comfort. She slipped out of her business skirt, and was now down to just her hold ups, red silk panties and heels. 

She moved in beside him on the bed. She was going to enjoy the next part too but she had to be careful, as he seemed very close.

she leant across him, facing his toes and once more gave all her attention to his lovely cock. 

She took him back into her mouth and slowly took in as much as she could. she could feel his cock touching the back of her throat and she slowly slid her lips back up again. slowly she descended once more and back up. Without increasing the pace at all she treated him to a long long sequence of gentle sucks. He was enjoying it so much and doing his best to hold back but it wasn't easy. 

His hand started stroking her leg while she sucked. first her calves then thighs. He stroked and massaged her buttocks through her panties. His slow build was really getting her aroused and wet again. he moved his hand languidly round to the front and rubbed her panties gently against her. As he pressed a little lower and harder her panties became wet with her juices. It got even better when he slipped his hand into her panties and nudged against her clit. 

"Stand up on the bed, Miss Jones. Drop your panties; that's good. You have a very attractive pussy Miss Jones, absolutely delightful! Now lie back down next to me and finish me off."

She was very happy to obey and she lay down on her side, facing his toes. This time she was going to to suck him hard; no gentle stuff any more. She took him greedily back into her mouth and without sliding her lips up and down at all sucked his cock hard. then slowly at first she started to suck him off, like a steam train getting up speed. The first stroke slow and measured, the next one a little less slow and then a little faster.

She loved the feeling of his cock in her mouth. It was warm, hard too, but not hard like wood or metal, more a squishy, squidgy firmness that she just loved.

Meanwhile, his hand had meandered back up her thigh, between her legs, and was exactly where she wanted it to be. Was he a guy who liked the taste of pussy? Oh God please, she thought. I like his fingers there but a tongue would be just perfect. He had complimented her on her pretty pussy so she hoped so. Still, he was in charge so she would just have to take whatever she got, but for now it was pretty good! First he let his finger drift up and down her pussy lips, touching her clit for just a moment and then moving back down. She wanted so much to be penetrated by him, for him to slip a finger or two into her wet pussy. Oh please! Finger fuck me, she pleaded inwardly. If he read her mind then he was teasing her. He pressed harder with his fingers and worked his way between her pussy lips to touch her where she was most sensitive. Her pinkness and her clit were crying out for attention, for more pressure. She decided the only way to get it was to move things along. She was finding it so difficult to keep her lips closed round his cock when all she wanted to do was to moan with pleasure and writhe around. was this a subtle part of the job interview to see if she could multitask? She concentrated once more on his delicious cock. She was going to keep him in her mouth until he orgasmed, not matter how difficult. She sucked him with renewed vigour. She used her hand to pump his cock in the opposite direction to her mouth. It was a battle of wills. Who could give the other so much pleasure that they couldn't concentrate on what they were doing? She was going to win this one. she stepped up the pace even more, her head bobbing up and down on his cock. His hand fell back from her pussy and his moans increased. A few more sucks and he was there, spurting his salty white come into her mouth, the second and third splashing the roof of her mouth. She swallowed as much as she could but it was just too much and a little bit dribbled down her chin. she pushed it back into her mouth and sucked him clean. 

"Miss Jones, you were magnificent! Now just give me a moment to recover, and it'll be your turn to receive. Miss Jones, I enjoy eating pussy very much. I'm going to eat you out until I'm fully satisfied. You may well be satisfied before me, but if you want the job then you'll just have to take plenty of tongue. Of course if you want me to stop there is a way..."

"Yes, Mr Smith?" she interrupted, eagerly. 

"Maybe I'll tell you later", he smiled. "Make yourself comfortable and spread your legs wide."

She put a pillow under her head and another under her buttocks to really open herself out. She needed his tongue on her pussy so badly. She couldn't remember when she'd last had a damn good licking. A few one night stands, yes, but no one who had really brought her off. 

He knelt on the floor beside the bed and rested his arms on her thighs. The tip of his tongue just touched her pussy lips, just brushed them and went away. Then came back for a longer exploration. Only his tongue touched her pussy, nothing else. She wanted him to get on with it and make her come bit at the same time she didn't. He was going to pleasure her slowly whatever she did. 

After a while the single licks became continuous contact, his tongue meandering up and down her pussy lips apparently at random. It was lovely! She closed her eyes, put her arms above her head and smiled contentedly. Her dreams answered, lying back whilst Mr Smith licked her pussy. 

He took his hands off her thighs and used his thumbs to spread her lips. He gently rubbed each of her labia between his thumb and first finger, squeezing her a little but not too hard. It was very nice but nothing compared to the pleasure he gave her when he used his mouth instead. That truly was exquisite! He held her pussy lip between his teeth and brushed his tongue along the edge, flicking his tongue from side to side. He switched over and gave the other lip the same delightful treatment. She couldn't stop herself from moving her hands back - one to run her fingers through his thick dark hair and the other strayed unconsciously to her nipple which she rubbed and squeezed without even realising. 

"Oh Mr Smith, that's amazing! Oh please don't be offended if I use rude language will you? You won't sack me if I swear?"

He paused from eating her pussy. 

"Quite the contrary, Miss Jones, I will sack you if you don't swear. Please use the filthiest, most disgusting language you know, I insist."

Thank God for that, she thought, I don't think I could stop myself!

"Oh fuck that's good, I love having your fucking tongue on my pussy, oh for fuck's sake please don't stop, you're going to make me come!"

He loved hearing her talk dirty while he ate her out. If she was close to coming already, then they were both in for a good time. He'd barely started on her. He spread her pussy lips wide apart and exposed her lovely, enticing, pink pussy flesh in between. Now instead of exploring with the tip of his tongue, he used broad firm strokes to paint her pussy with saliva. He moved slowly up, carefully stopping just short of her clit, and using the underside of his tongue to lick her on the way down. One time he stayed down and began to explore the mouth of her vagina with his tongue. Stiffening it he pushed a little way in, and then further. He could not be more engaged with her pussy now. Whilst he tongue-fucked her, his nose rubbed her clit and his lips were in full contact with her pussy all the way round. He sucked and kissed at her as best he could. 

It was really having an effect now; she was starting to writhe around and was really losing control as her orgasm approached. She kept saying "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" over and over. Both her hands were on her nipples now, tweaking them. 

"Don't stop, please don't stop. oh fuck, yes, just please keep going. Oh, Mr Smith, you're going to make me come, yes, please just tongue fuck me, don't stop oh yes, oh yes, oh god that's it, yes! There, fuck, yes, oh, fuck, yes! ooh, yes, mmmmmmm."

He allowed himself to relax and pull back from her pussy. After a little while she was able to speak again. 

"Mf Smith, that was amazing, thank you so much!"

"Miss Jones, it was truly my pleasure."

"Mr Smith, since it's okay to talk dirty, can I ask you something?"

"Of course."

"Umm, I really want your cock inside me now. I'm really wet and I need a good hard fucking."

"Miss Jones, that's a very reasonable request, and may I say very well put. However you may have forgotten what I said earlier."

She gulped. What was it? Oh yes. he was going to lick her as much as he wanted, and stop when he had had enough. She gulped again. She really needed a hard cock and an even harder fucking. She wasn't sure she could take any more tongue. It was just too good. Was it possible to pass out from having too much pleasure? From too many orgasms? What a thought. 

"Miss Jones, much as the idea of fucking your brains out does have a considerable attraction, I'm afraid I haven't finished eating your pussy. Please prepare to receive my tongue for a little longer. Miss Jones, this isn't going to hurt - quite the opposite - but after a while you're going to be begging me to stop. I may stop then but you'll have to ask me in exactly the right way."

What did he mean, she wondered. She loved his tongue and couldn't imagine ever wanting him to stop so that made it doubly puzzling. 

Mr Smith settled down to eating pussy. He was hungry for her pussy; he wanted to eat her pussy and he was going to feast until he had had enough. 

He spread her lips nice and wide again and pushed his tongue in between. First just rubbing against her pussy but then the motion of his tongue became more regular as he licked her up and down. There wasn't much variety to it, he just licked her. Steady constant pussy licking. It was really getting her wet. Miss Jones felt so pleasured and sexed up. The constant contact with her pussy was already building her up to an orgasm. He didn't vary it too much, and just carried on licking her but it was enough to move her inexorably closer. She started to moan more loudly, cry out with pleasure. She thrashed around, her head rolling from side to side. 

He didn't let up; if anything he pressed harder with his tongue and finally he made her come for the second time. 

"Oh, oh, oooooh" she cried. "I'm coming, yes, don't stop, yes."

She relaxed back, expecting him to stop, but he didn't. 

He went straight back to licking her with even greater intensity than before, not giving her a chance to recover from her first orgasm but wanting her to come again. 

Now he played his trump card. He'd already made her come without even touching her clit but that was his focus, that little protrusion of her skin was just in the right place for him to nibble and suck on. It was exquisite for her - she had hardly dipped in the intensity of her feelings but this clit sucking was something else. She adored it and never wanted it to be over. Was she going to come again? Yes, yes yes!!! Oh God, she had reached such a plateau of pleasure that she was never going to come down from it. This wasn't as powerful as the first two orgasms but it was still pretty good. She was so wet now! The juices must be pouring out of her pussy. Mmm, juiciness! What that pussy needed was something hard and stiff inside. Something to just slide in and out of her sopping wet pussy. Surely he wanted to fuck her by now? What sort of a man was he? He must be stiff enough, but it dawned on her what he meant by wanting him to stop. She was loving it but she needed his cock now even more than his tongue.  


The Adventures of Miss Jones Ch. 01



"Mr Smith, please stop now, and make love to me."

He paused briefly from licking her to advise her. 

"Miss Jones, I understand your sentiments but as I said before, you're going to need to be more convincing and foul mouthed than that."

He went back to sucking her clit, but this time his fingers began to probe her pussy as well. He slipped a finger inside her and rubbed her pussy with his thumb. This was an intensity of feeling that was even above and beyond anything from before. Incredibly another orgasm shuddered through her body. Fireworks were exploding inside her but her body couldn't take much more. This time he gave her a chance to recover. 

When she could speak again she knew she had to convince him whilst she still could. Finally she worked out what he wanted to hear. 

"Mr Smith, I need your cock inside me. I need to be fucked. Fucked very hard. I want you to fuck my brains out. I want you to fuck my tight wet pussy with your tasty hard cock. Use me. Use me as your fuck toy in any way you want, in any position you like. I want you to fuck my tight pussy over and over. Use that cock and make my scream and moan. You've licked me long enough, now fuck me!"

"Why Miss Jones, I really do believe that you and I are going to work very well together. I like your turn of phrase."

"Mr Smith, I hope it's not too cheeky to ask as I'm certainly looking forward to having my brains fucked out, but I'd really like you to fuck me from behind."

"Miss Jones, I always like to receive intelligent and thoughtful suggestions from employees. It's a very good idea which I will come to, literally, at the finish. meanwhile I have one or two other options to explore first. To start I'd like you on your back with your legs high and wide....good!"

She held her ankles in her hands in he was inside her before she knew. God it felt good. His stiff cock filled her up beautifully. His energetic thrusts were powerful and each one drew a gasp. He wasn't taking any prisoners and she loved it. 

"Ooh fuck me, fuck me hard, as hard as you want! Use my pussy, Mr Smith, do what you what to me."

His thrusts seemed to increase at her words. Harder and faster he fucked her. She couldn't speak for pleasure and for lack of breath. He slowed a little and she managed to grab some deeper breaths before he pulled out and took her by the hand. in his other hand he picked up a pillow. 

He led her to a chest of drawers, put the pillow on top and gestured her to sit. 

"Miss Jones, I really like to fuck standing up. One of my favourites."

"Please, Mr Smith, I'm happy to have your cock stuffed into my pussy in any way you wish."

He started slowly, sliding his cock deep into her pussy. He gradually withdrew until only the tip was still inside her. Then he slid back in, a little quicker. Soon he was plunging his cock in and out, his hands on her widely spread legs, using the muscles of his legs to fuck her. He was fucking her so well, so satisfyingly, she thought, she could happily have sat there getting fucked for the rest of her life, no problem. 

He built up a little more speed and energy in that position but after a little longer he stopped:

"Miss Jones, I am about to grant your request. The job interview is almost over. Kneel on the bed with your toes on the edge. You're going to get your last fucking of the day."

She quickly positioned herself ready for him, offering her arse to him. She wanted him more than ever now. 

"Mr Smith, I thought I'd already got the job?"

"Well I said that to relax you, but frankly your nipples are gorgeous, your tits are lovely, you suck cock like an angel, your pussy tastes delicious and fucking you is a delight. Of course you've got the job. Now take it from behind and please continue to talk dirty."

He held her hips and fucked her. No subtlety, just fucking. banging her hard. Feeling his hips against her buttocks, feeling his balls slapping against her, but most of all his relentless cock. Never tiring always probing deep into her welcoming cunt. She couldn't get enough of it, she felt as if she was sucking him into her, willing him to fuck her some more. She couldn't stop her feelings from bursting out. 

"Oh Mr Smith fuck me hard; fuck me so hard I never forget your cock. Fuck me fuck me fuck me! I want your come inside me again. Fuck me harder until you come. Harder! Harder! Fuck me so hard I can't speak. I'm still talking Mr Smith so you're not fucking me hard enough. Harder! Harder! Oh God yes. Yes, yes!"

She could only gasp now as each fuck stroke seemed to knock the breath out of her. His motion in and out of her was a blur and built to a crescendo, and then finally he was done. All over, spurting into her, a muttered "Oh Miss Jones!" and she felt him withdraw and collapse on the bed beside her. 

"Mr Smith, that was the best fuck of my life!"

"I'm very pleased to hear it. I must say you've been everything I hoped for in a PA, and more. I think we should say 9.00 Monday morning for your new job?"



The Adventures of Miss Jones Ch. 02



The alarm went off but she was already awake, nervously anticipating her first day at work. She'd been shopping on Saturday and bought some new work clothes. A smart business suit - skirt and jacket - that fitted her curves nicely. Some silk blouses and a trip to her favourite lingerie shop where she'd bought several matching silk pantie and bra sets. Different colours for different days of the week, she decided. Some nice stockings too. Hold ups were her preferred option and she chose several black pairs and others to match the lingerie. 

After her shower, she was feeling particularly horny. She had rubbed herself a little and brushed against her nipples as the hot water cascaded over her, but it wasn't satisfying. It wasn't the same as having a man do it for her. She was basically sex-starved. She hadn't been fucked for three weeks, since her interview with Mr Smith in early August, and it was 1st of September now. She hadn't been able to start her new job straight away as Mr Smith had been away for a few weeks. She began fantasising about having a nice stiff cock to play with or a wet tongue on her pussy... 

No! She had to put those thoughts aside and concentrate on her new job.... maybe she could go out on Friday night with some friends and see who they could pick up. She got dressed for work and on a whim decided to go to work without panties on. 

9.00

"Welcome to your new job, Miss Jones. Here's your desk outside my office. The main roles are managing my diary, meeting and greeting any clients, playing hostess in a way. By the way you are looking fabulous! Been shopping? Good!

I like plenty of coffee in the mornings. Keep them coming fairly often. There's not too much on today but tomorrow's busy so we need to prepare. Give yourself an hour to familiarise yourself with the people I'm meeting tomorrow and we'll have a chat at ten. Okay?"

10.00

"Coffee, Mr Smith? You said we'd have a chat later."

A chat? She needed more than a chat. She needed a fuck. A stiff cock. Ever since she started at 9, she had been fantasising about him. He looked like he'd been on holiday since their last "encounter", he looked slim and attractive and, well, very fuckable. If she had worn panties then they would have been wet already. 

"Thank you, Miss Jones. You make excellent coffee - do have a seat."

He was looking through some papers as she sat the other side of his desk and there was quiet for a moment or two. 

"Is there anything else I can get, Mr Smith? Biscuits, or, er, ..."

She left her sentence incomplete. 

"Since you mention it, yes, there is something else. I'm feeling a little tense this morning..."

"What do you think would be the best way to relieve your tension, Mr Smith? I'm sure there's something I could do for you..."

As she spoke she was already moving round to his side of the desk, rotating his swivel chair to the side, kneeling in front of him, loosening his trousers. the moment she looked at his crotch she knew he was stiff and wearing no pants either. Within a few seconds she had his cock out. 

"Oh Mr Smith! It's gorgeous! I want to suck it so much!"

"You've seen it before..."

"But I love it even more now you've shaved it smooth!"

She ran her hands up and down the shaft, caressing his balls, absolutely adoring the smoothness of it. 

"Miss Jones, suck my cock. Suck it well and make me come. I'm sure that's what I need to ease my tension. "

She didn't need to be told twice. The tip was in her mouth in an instant as she sucked him happily. What a great job she had! On her first morning she was inherent knees with a tasty cock in her mouth. In her last job, she'd had to leave for doing the very same thing for a tense and rather gorgeous colleague. But this was the boss's cock, so there was no chance of getting sacked here. She was soon bobbing her head up and down on his cock, holding his shaft on one hand and his balls in the other. She wanted to make him come straight away. This wasn't a time for a long slow blow job, this was a time to make him come and ease his tension. She wondered, while she sucked, if he'd come recently and could she manage to swallow the lot? She'd find out very soon. She sucked harder and concentrated on the tip, moving her hand up and down the shaft in the opposite direction, willing him to come. She was soon rewarded; his gasps built up in volume and urgency and with a final warning he filled her mouth with delicious salty come. She swallowed the lot greedily. Delicious! 

"Thank you, Miss Jones. That was superb. I think I might be able to concentrate on my papers now."

"Mr Smith, you are VERY welcome, it was my pleasure."

"Miss Jones, I need to attend a conference in Berlin next month. the dates are in the electronic calendar. Please can you sort out some flights and hotels? I'd like you to come along too."

"Certainly, Mr Smith, I'll get onto it right away."

11:00

She booked the flights business class, no problem. But what about the hotel? Should she book a double room for them? That might be a bit much, so she found a nice hotel on the Kurfurstendam with adjoining rooms, his a larger room with a work area and hers a smaller one next door joined a by an internal door. He could come and visit her in the night if he liked, she mused to herself. 

1:00

"Miss jones, in my office please. "

She joined him very quickly, hoping he was feeling horny again. 

"I like to eat healthily you see, so today I've brought some fresh fruit. What I'd like from you is somewhere to eat it from."

"Mr Smith, I don't understand. shall I fetch a plate?"

He smiled. 

"Oh no, the plate is already here! I notice you aren't wearing any underwear today. I like that! Slip off your skirt and lie back on my desk. Spread your legs nice and wide."

She began to understand what he meant now. Her skirt was rapidly round her ankles and she sprang back onto the table, opening her legs very wide. 

What did he have planned for lunch? 

He took a banana out of the lunch box and she watched him peel it slowly. She knew exactly where it was going and and she was already wet for it. He slid the banana deep into her pussy and it filled her up so nicely. He didn't fuck her with it but left it inside her, stretching her perfectly. Next she felt something cold all around her pussy. He showed her the carton - it was double cream. Next she felt a few slight pressures and she felt him pop something into her mouth. Strawberry! So that was it - he was going to eat strawberries and cream off her, and she was the plate. Not that healthy, she thought, unless the double cream was low fat, but certainly fun. 

He settled down to eating his 'healthy' lunch, sucking off the strawberries one by one, making sure his lips or tongue made contact with her. When they'd gone he started to lick off the cream too. That was the best part for her, feeling his tongue licking the cream off her pussy was amazing. Sadly the cream had all but disappeared. There was still a little left on her pussy lips and her clit, but the banana was sticking a little way out of her, so he nibbled a bit off. She could feel his nose nuzzling her clit as he ate some of the banana. Then he licked at her pussy lips. It was too much for her to take any more and she could feel a big orgasm building up. His tongue touched her so beautifully that she could no longer control her feelings or actions. She began gasping and breathing very quickly as she got closer. As he sucked at the tip of her clit to eat up the last bit of cream, her orgasm exploded. She writhed around, holding his hair, keeping his face against her, and closing her legs on his head without having the faintest idea what she was doing until she came with a shudder and a moan. After a little while she calmed down enough to release him. 

"Mr Smith, that was incredible! So good! I'm sorry if I hurt you, I really didn't know what I was doing."

"Miss Jones, it was my pleasure. I had a delicious lunch."

"Mr Smith, am I doing well at my new job, so far? You wouldn't want me to resign would you?"

"Heavens no! On your first day? I should hope not."

"Mr Smith, if I don't feel your stiff cock inside me, I might have to consider it."

"Miss Jones, I can't have unhappy employees, now can I?" he replied, loosening his belt. His stiff cock sprang free, he slid easily into her and a second later she was getting fucked good and hard. 

"Oh...yes...fuck...me...hard...yes...fuck...yes...fuck...fuck..."

She could hardly speak for the pounding he was giving her. She just felt him banging in and out, on and on, relentlessly, giving her exactly what she wanted. Was she a sex starved woman who needed to get fucked several times a day to be happy? Or just a person in a new job trying to impress their new boss? Maybe both. Who cares, she thought as he fucked her some more. He didn't slow up once as he fucked her harder and harder and when he came it was a bit of a surprise - just a gasp of satisfaction from him and a withdrawal. He was immediately back to his normal business manner. 

"I'm afraid lunchtime's over, Miss Jones, back to work now. Please look over the schedule for tomorrow. Check that the boardroom is booked, that catering have got everything ready and email out the directions to everyone who's coming. That should take the rest of the day, so you can finish at 5. Okay? Have you enjoyed your first day?"

"Oh yes, enormously. I hope I've been a helpful assistant."

"You certainly have!"



The Adventures of Miss Jones Ch. 03



Miss Jones had been working as Mr Smith's PA for 3 weeks and she absolutely loved it! The work was fine but the sex was out of this world. She'd never been so well fucked in her life. Every single day of her working life she was enjoying so much sex. She found the weekends rather dull in comparison and couldn't wait to get back to work on Monday morning. When she went out on Friday nights there was a glow about her that her friends commented on. And to them she appeared quite reticent and unwilling to be chatted up by any of the young men in the nightclub. 

At work, Miss Jones would bring Mr Smith a coffee first thing. in their undiscussed code, coffee meant cock sucking. Either she would bring him a coffee if she wanted to suck him off or he would ask her for a coffee. Sometimes he might have several cups of coffee before lunch. He was always hard, she sighed happily. She loved having his cock in her mouth and she loved the taste of his come. 

Every lunchtime he would eat his so called healthy lunch off her pussy. Usually he would fuck her afterwards, hard and fast. She loved lunchtimes too. 

In the afternoons he would drink tea. This was code for wanting to eat her out (again!). If he asked her for tea with biscuits then that meant he was going to eat her out and then fuck her afterwards. If he asked for tea and she brought biscuits then she wanted to be fucked. Biscuits were almost always enjoyed n the afternoon. The number of varieties of biscuits indicated the number of different sex positions he intended to employ. On one memorable Friday afternoon, Miss Jones brought in a box of assorted biscuits. Mr Smith had fucked her in every position he could think of, which happened to be equal to the number of different biscuits in the box. 

She'd never felt so good! She was sleeping well, feeling fit and looking great.

But, she thought wistfully, they never discussed their home lives. For all she knew, he might be married with kids and a house in the suburbs. 

One afternoon, in between tea breaks, she decided to organise a trip out. They were organising a weekend conference for early the following year. She had sorted out when and where and thought she might give Mr Smith approval before they went ahead and invited delegates. Why not, she thought. Show him the conference centre and show him the standard of bedroom where the delegates would stay... get him on his own for the afternoon and evening. Find out a bit more about him. She booked a date on the diary for Friday and she couldn't wait. 

Friday

The day at the office started as normal for Miss Jones, but she had already been preparing for a special day from the moment she woke up. She had put on her very favourite pair of stockings and her most sexy bra. No panties of course, that was a given. She rarely wore them to work any more and she just loved to hitch up her short skirt and have Mr Smith eat her out over lunch or during the afternoon. 

So today she gave him a lovely, long cock sucking, slower than usual. She really savoured the taste of his shaft and she loved to lick his tip while she held him between her lips and played with his balls. Taking her time meant that she got an extra specially large mouthful of come, which she swallowed greedily. 

For once they had a normal lunch hour without Mr Smith eating his lunch off her pussy. But they did set off after lunch for the hotel which was a couple of hours drive away at a countryside location. Mr Smith drove them in his company Mercedes, which was a real pleasure for her. Several times she contemplated leaning over and sucking him off while they travelled down the motorway, but she thought better of that too. She also wondered about asking him to fuck her brains out on the back seat, but her daydreaming stayed as such and they were going to be there soon.

Shortly before they arrived, he asked her what she had planned for the trip. 

"Well, since I've organised everything so far I wanted your approval for the venue and each of the facilities we're planning to use. Also, since it is a three day weekend conference, I wanted to check that the other facilities were okay too. So I'm going to give you a tour of the hotel, show you the main room and the smaller rooms we'll use for the workshops. I've booked us in to dinner at 6.30...."

Her voice tailed off. She wanted to say more but was too nervous. Had she been too presumptuous? 

He really put her on the spot with his next question. 

"When do you think we'll get back?"

"Umm, I'm not sure, er, it's really up to you."

They left that one hanging but she sensed he knew what she was planning and was deliberately leaving her nervous about it. 

The tour of the hotel went very well, she felt. He liked the facilities and approved of her planning and all the preparatory work she'd done. He said he'd put the conference schedule together, and price things up and they'd be on schedule. It was around 5.30 when they'd finished and he guided her towards the hotel bar. 

"I think it's important that we check out the bar and service quality, Miss Jones. We need to be sure they can cope with the quantity of business we'll be providing. Let's check out their wine list."

He ordered the best bottle of champagne before she could express any preference but she was very happy to drink with him. They sipped and chatted for a while and he asked her: "What are you enjoying most about working with me?"

"Oh, well, lots of things. I'm always glad to have your approval for my work, such as organising this conference, you know..."

"Miss Jones that's not what I meant, and you know it."

She leant forward and lowered her voice. 

"Okay Mr Smith, I'll talk more candidly with you. I love the taste of your cock. I love having you in my mouth. And you know I always swallow. I adore having my pussy eaten out. I love being licked, and when I think horny thoughts I think about having your tongue between my legs. But my favourite is lying back on your boardroom table after you've licked me for a while and having you fuck me hard. Feeling you ram that stiff cock in and out is the best. Knowing I've already sucked that cock twice already and swallowed your come and knowing that you're going to last for a little while feels fucking amazing. There, does that answer your question?"

"Miss Jones, that was a most eloquent answer and I'm delighted to know how much you're enjoying working for me."

"What about you, Mr Smith, are you happy with my, er, work for you so far? Is there anything you need me to improve on?"

"Miss Jones, I've been very impressed with you ever since I interviewed you and you have always been a most satisfactory employee. You've done a great job of organising this conference. But that's not what you really want feedback on, is it? Miss Jones, the way you suck my cock is amazing. I love it. I wake up at night fantasising about it. You are, I'm sure, fully aware of my liking for cunnilingus. And your pussy is absolutely delicious. Of all the aspects of your employment, I think eating lunch off your pussy and fucking you afterwards is, in my humble opinion, the best."

They went to the restaurant and ate a delicious meal. They tried different menu choices in order to check out possibilities for the conference menu. They enjoyed a couple of bottles of wine with the meal, too. 

When it came to dessert the 'Strawberries and Cream' caused a bit of a flutter as she smiled inwardly about their usual lunchtime activities. 

"Miss Jones, I'm afraid I've had too much to drink to drive back tonight, I hope that's okay. Let me order dessert while you go and sort some accommodation for us. Remember the company is paying for this so don't worry about the expense."

Had he planned this all along? He knew already that there was a question mark over how long they would stay, but it was as if he wanted to take the decision out of her hands. And yet he had still given her the chance to choose the room (or rooms). Right, she thought, he said don't worry about the cost, so I'll book the best room in the place. 

The reception clerk was very happy to tell her that the honeymoon suite was available and would she like the complementary champagne and oysters? Absolutely, and she arranged for them to be sent straight to the room. 

"Mr Smith, there's only one room left, I'm afraid we'll have to share. I hope that's all right...I'm going straight to the room. It's number 343."

She went straight up to the room and unlocked the door. What a fantastic room! There was a huge double bed, and a huge bathroom with a sunken bath. Maybe later, she thought. There by the bed was a champagne ice bucket, a fine bottle inside with two beautiful champagne flutes on the bedside table. And a separate table with a plateful of oysters. 

She went to the bathroom to freshen up. She took off her jacket and blouse and was down to a bra, short skirt with no panties, and stockings. There was no way he could resist her. Why was there even a question mark in her mind? They'd only just told each other how much they enjoyed sex together. It was going to be great. But this time she was going to be more in control. In his office, he was the boss, whereas here she could take command. 

She returned to the bedroom, poured herself some champagne, hitched up her skirt so she was almost showing everything and sat on the bed to await his arrival. She didn't have long to wait. 

He knocked and came into the room. 

"Wow, nice room!"

"You're looking at the room? With me sitting on the bed?"

She had a point, he thought. She was only wearing a thin blouse and her dark, erect nipples were showing through her blouse. Her skirt was so high up her thighs that he could almost see her pussy already. He was salivating at the thought of eating her out. She always tasted good, but tonight he was desperate to taste her, to lick her, to eat her out for hours. His wandering thoughts were suddenly interrupted. 

"Get undressed. Now!"

Her tone was sharp and not to be disagreed with. There was a shift if power, imperceptible at first, but the pendulum was certainly swinging. Okay, let's see where this goes. He undressed, slowly, looking her in the eye the whole time. She held his gaze, sipping her champagne. 

"Completely undressed. Not a thing."

There was no room for negotiation and he removed his pants and socks and then his watch too. He was very aroused, which was very obvious to Miss Jones. He stood facing her, awaiting his next instruction. 

"Pour yourself some champagne. But don't sit down, I like to see you standing up."

The balance of power had definitely swung her way. She was enjoying the control she had over him. 

"Play with your cock. Stroke it. Pull the foreskin back and forth while you drink that champagne. "

He did exactly as he was told. She loved watching him masturbate. She was already getting wet. 

"Move closer. Stand next to the bed."

He stepped in. His cock was so tempting. Mouth-watering. Irresistible. She sucked the tip while he continued stroking himself. She licked and swirled her tongue around the shiny hard tip of his cock. She took the tip into her mouth and sucked gently moving her mouth back and forth slowly. Her hand drifted unconsciously to her nipple and started playing with it and rubbing it between her fingers which made it even harder. Her other hand drifted down between her legs and she began to play with her pussy too. She was more turned on than she'd ever been with Mr Smith, but this she was going to get full satisfaction and get everything she wanted. She liked playing with herself but she wanted a tongue there even more. 

She took his cock out of her mouth. 

"Lie down on the bed. Face up. Put a pillow under your head and put your hands by your sides. You're going to be there for a while. Head near the edge of the bed, just where I'm sitting."

"Yes, Miss Jones," he replied obediently and lay down. She brought the champagne bucket nearer, and topped up her glass. She hitched up her skirt and then decided she was just going to abandon the skirt altogether and slipped out of it. 

She walked to the bed and knelt either side of his head, lowering her pussy down onto his face. 

"Lick me, make me come!" she commanded. 

He was very happy to oblige, and soon the tip of his tongue was exploring her pussy lips. Darting in and around, flicking her all over and giving her the intense pleasure she loved so much. 

"Lick me faster!" she demanded. 

Immediately his tongue moved quicker, twitching around her pussy and lapping rapidly back and forth. 

"Oh yes, don't stop, yes keep it up."

The sensations were amazing and very intense. It was so good. She sipped her champagne just to quench her thirst and then threw back the rest of her glass, draining it and then putting it to one side. She removed her blouse too so that she could squeeze both nipples at once. She was building up nicely to her orgasm as his tongue kept her up there and her nipple tweaking took her even closer. 

"Oh, oh, yes, yes, nearly there, don't stop, lick me, lick me, suck my clit, suck it, suck it, make me come, mmm, yes, yes, yessssss!!" 

Finally she was there and it was so good. Although she had enjoyed lots of satisfying sex with Mr Smith, she loved it when he made her come hard. Eventually she climbed off him and stood up. He lay still as instructed. 

"You can get up now but you'll be back there soon. By the way that was amazing; it felt so good! Let's try these oysters."

They shared the shellfish and sipped more champagne, looking into each others eyes but not talking. He was naked and she was all but. After a little while the oysters and champagne were gone and she decided to take command again. 

"Stand up! Get your cock hard again. I want to see it stand up by itself. Go on, play with it."

He held the base and used his hand to encourage it to grow and firm up. She was delighted to see him slowly inflate and stiffen. 

"Now lie down again on the bed and make yourself comfortable again. This time we're both going to come."

She sat down on his face again, but this time facing his feet. She wriggled her pussy around on his face smearing her juices on him and using his nose against her clit. Mmmm it felt so good to have a tongue down there again. She leant forward to play with his cock, opening out her pussy for him to eat her. He didn't need to be told what to do and sucked hungrily at her pussy lips. Chewing gently, nibbling and sucking at her started her juices flowing all over again. 

She took his cock right into her mouth again for the first time that evening. She sucked him hard and heard him gasp in response. 

"Don't stop licking until I tell you!", she told him, "Or I'll stop sucking your cock!"

That was too big a threat for him to disobey. He went back to lapping her pussy at a steady pace. 

"That's better. Now keep licking!"

She sucked his cock slowly. Enjoying having a stiff one in her mouth. She wanted to keep him there for a while, not make him come too soon. She liked him licking her like that. Nothing too clever or fancy, just licking to keep her horny. She went down deep on him and came back up for air. Then down again and back up a few more times. She returned to sucking the tip, her favourite part. The most sensitive part. She liked using her lips and tongue at the same time on him. At one point she wondered if this was for her pleasure or for his, she was loving it so much. He seemed nowhere near coming and he was doing such a nice job of licking her pussy, so she sucked him some more. Back in the office they never did this, never 69d and they never gave each other such prolonged oral sex. Her pussy was getting so wet now, dripping with her juices. His face must be soaked, she laughed to herself. She sucked home some more and decided she was going to make him come now. She built up her speed bobbing her head faster and faster on his cock and feeling it hard in her mouth. She used her hands too on the shaft in the opposite direction which took him there even quicker. He stopped licking her as his orgasm approached. He just couldn't concentrate any more. It was just too much for him and he finally came into her mouth giving her another big taste of come. 

"Oh, Miss Jones that was incredible! Thank you!"

"That was just for starters. Now go to the bathroom and clean those juices off your face. There's more for you to do yet."

When he returned from the bathroom, all cleaned up, she was sitting in the armchair. 

"Sit!" she commanded. 

He sat at her feet. Up to this point her legs had been closed. But now she slowly opened her legs. He had the perfect view as she had intended. She opened her legs even wider, and placed one leg over each arm of the chair. Her pussy was so inviting! 

"Eat me!" she told him. "Eat me out and make me come."

He moved in and touched her with just the tip of his tongue. He let his tongue meander up and down her pussy lips. She moaned softly. He licked her a little faster. she moved appreciatively. He pushed his tongue further in, parting her pussy lips. She really loved it! She put her hands on the back of his head and made sure he stayed right there. He moved his hands up between her legs and used his thumbs to part her pussy lips. This gave him even better access. He licked even more vigorously, hungrily, licking up her juices. It was really making her feel so hot. So horny, so aroused and alive. And it was moving her closer to orgasm too. She was really starting to writhe her body around. He went for the big prize and moved up a little to her enticing clit. He slipped it into his mouth and sucked. Gently at first but then a little harder. He tugged at it with his teeth. And then he held it there between his teeth and flicked at her clit with the tip of his tongue. That was the final step to make her come. 

"Oooooh, yes, that's it, yes. Oh God, yes!! Oh fuck that's good. Oh stop, stop I need a rest."

She released his head and sank back in the chair. 

"Mr Smith that was very, very good. But I need more. I need another orgasm. Lie down, Mr Smith, on the floor. Here's a pillow, put that under your head. I'm going to sit on your face until you make me come again. I want you to open your mouth and suck on my pussy. I want you to suck and chew on my pussy lips. I want you to EAT me out. Got that?"

He nodded. 

She knelt either side of his head and lowered her pussy onto his face. Both of them enjoyed that moment more than any previous moment that day. it was exquisite for her, to feel his whole mouth on her pussy. Being touched by his lips and tongue in so many places at once. So many varieties of pleasure for her that her arousal levels shot back up again immediately. She was back up on that plateau of pleasure and his tongue flicking up and down between her pussy lips felt amazing. Could she ever get enough of that tongue? She thought probably not! 

She used her hips to shimmy back and forth. She was using his face to pleasure herself. All he could do was stiffen his tongue and stick it straight up in the air for her to use as well as his nose and chin. His face was already really wet again with her juices. And he absolutely loved it! There was nowhere else he wanted to be at that moment. He used his as to hold her steady and tried to tongue-fuck her. It was okay but not what she wanted. 

"Just eat me! Make me come! Do it!"

She held his head steady and let him use his tongue again to pleasure her. Licking her pussy up and down, using the broad surface of his tongue to bring her ever closer to orgasm. She was getting closer and closer now. He licked her faster and faster as best he could, desperate to make her come again. And finally she was there, coming again and loving the pleasure of his tongue. 

"Fuck, fuck, fuck that's it yes! Fuck yes! Mmm, Mr Smith you've been a very fine pussy licker. Now just lie there for a moment while I tell you what's going to happen next."




The Adventures of Miss Jones Ch. 03



She stood over him. She touched his cock with her foot and rolled it from side to side. It stiffened up

nicely. She knelt over him and slid down onto his cock. It really hit the spot for her. 

"Ooh yes! Ooh! I like that in there." She sat down on him and held him inside her for a moment. 

"Now there are times when a girl likes to be made love to. There are times when she wants it hard and fast. But there are some occasions when she wants something a bit more. And that time is now. I want you fuck my brains out. I want you to fuck me so hard it makes me scream. I want you to fuck me into the middle of next week."

She slid up and down his cock a few times. Her pussy was so wet and slick that it was very nicely lubricated whilst still being tight. 

"You choose the position. Whatever is the best for a really hard fucking. Got that? Now fuck me hard. How do you want me?"

He replied in a low, husky voice:

"Stand up. I want you to sit on the edge of the dressing table. I can stand up and fuck you hard that way."

As he got up she took his pillow and put it down on the dresser. She sat on it, and spread her legs nice and wide. 

"Okay, so fuck me!"

He did exactly as she told him. He pushed his cock into her tight pussy first time and within seconds she was gasping, synchronised with his fuck strokes. 

"Harder! Harder!", she demanded, scratching his back as she urged him into her. 

He stepped up the pace and her gasps got louder and more frequent. She clasped his buttocks and pulled him into her. His thighs were tensed and already she could see a sheen of sweat on his forehead. She loved being on the receiving end of his physical energy. She was the buffers for his train, as he pounded into her. Her pussy was feeling the power if his thighs and buttocks. She was so full of his cock! She fucking loved it! So satisfying, and so in control. She had loved the way things had gone today but to culminate in this! To be fucked so hard and deep. To enjoy such relentless pleasure was more than she'd imagined at the start of this day. 

"Fuck me harder! Harder! I want it harder and faster. Do it!"

God she loved being on control! 

He gripped her buttocks and used them to pull her into him, just as he thrusted towards her. The effect on her was incredible. She could feel the tip of his cock right inside her. Filling her to the brim. Oh! She fucking loved being fucked so hard. A girl could get addicted to this, she thought. He was like a machine, untiring and under her control. 

But then he slowed right down, almost to a standstill. 

"What are you doing? I didn't tell you to stop!"

"Need to change position. You said I could choose."

"Okay, but be quick."

"Kneel on the bed. Point your arse towards me. I want to fuck you from behind."

Sounds good to me, she thought. She moved over to the bed and climbed on. In an instant his cock was pounding her pussy again. Her mind started wandering. This fucking made her think about all the sex she had ever had, why she loved getting fucked, why she loved having a cock inside her, why..... oh fuck, stay in the moment, she thought, just enjoy being fucked by a nice, big, stiff cock as hard as you've ever been fucked. God it was good. If anything even better than being fucked from the front. His cock rubbed against her delightfully in this position. Pleasuring her in so many ways. She loved his grip on

her hips. She loved the way his balls swung around occasionally bashing against her pussy lips and clit. She loved the way his hips slapped against her buttocks. And above all she loved having his cock sliding in and out. Deep deep into her pussy. Probing her, enquiring, exploring her. Was his cock asking questions of her or was her imagination wandering again? 

"Harder, harder! Fuck me harder!".

She loved being in control. Would he be the boss on Monday morning? Who could tell? But right now she was most definitely in charge. He stepped up the pace. Where did he find the extra gears from? He was fucking her harder than ever. 

"Oh, oh, oh," she gasped. "It's too much, I'm going to come again. Don't stop! Oh!"

He fucked he still more and she succumbed to her orgasm, so did he, spurting into her pussy for the last time that night. 

They were both exhausted and curled up together under the duvet. 

"There's always tomorrow morning", she said quietly to herself.



The Adventures of Miss Jones Ch. 04



Monday morning couldn't come quick enough for Miss Jones. She never wore panties to work any more. She did wear stockings - either hold ups or garters. She spent more money on bras these days too. But Monday morning was always her favourite. By then it was always three days since her last sex and she was always horny. 

At ten she knocked on Mr Smith's door and walked in, carrying a tray. She set the tray down with a very cheery good morning to him. 

"Good morning Mr Smith, how are you?"

He smiled a warm smile to her. 

"Can I be completely honest with you?"

"Of course", he replied. 

"Mr Smith, I'm feeling incredibly horny this morning. I want everything. Look, I've brought you tea and coffee and biscuits. I want it all! I want you to fuck my brains out. Please!"

Then something happened that she couldn't later explain. Somehow she knocked the tray off his desk. Everything fell onto the floor with a crash of crockery and a splash of hot, wet tea. 

"Clear it up Miss Jones, you've made quite a mess."

She did so without complaint or fuss. After she'd finished, Mr Smith asked her to come over to his desk. 

"Miss Jones, you know you're going to have to be punished, don't you?"

She nodded. 

"Put your arms out in front of you and shut your eyes."

Again she did so, expecting a smack on the wrist. Instead she found, in an instant, that he had produced handcuffs and had tied her wrists together. 

He led her to the board room table. She was completely compliant. He bent her forwards over the table and with more cuffs tied each ankle to a different table leg, nice and wide apart. 

Good, she thought. I'm going to get a good seeing to. I need it so badly! I hope he fucks me hard. 

Mr Smith went round to the other side of the table and looked her in the eye. 

"You said you wanted everything, didn't you?"

"Are you going to fuck me?" she asked nervously. 

"I'm not going to fuck you but you are going to get fucked hard. You see as part of your punishment I have invited two of my colleagues to come and pay you a visit. They both rather like you. But they're quite shy and don't want you to know who they are. So I'm going to blindfold you."

"Oh God, Mr Smith. You're going to leave me to the mercy of two complete strangers? To do what they want with me?"

"Exactly. But it's what you wanted! I need to pop out for an hour. Miss Jones let me give you some advice. Relax and enjoy it."

"Mr Smith, I don't want anyone else to fuck me, I don't! I want you."

"Miss Jones, you're not really in a position to argue, are you? Try to remember my advice. It might be fun. See you in an hour or two."

With that he closed the door and left her to her fate. She couldn't move. She heard two male voices outside and then the door handle turned, but she couldn't see a thing. What was going to happen to her?

They came in. She could feel their presence in the room. She could hear them move around. Two, she thought. Quite young, moving easily round the room. One lighter and shorter the other taller and heavier. They were stalking around the room, eyeing her up, like predators sizing up their prey, deciding what to do with her. 

I don't want them, I don't, she told herself. 

One of them stood in front of her and unzipped his trousers. She could hear him freeing his cock right in front of her face. The tip of his cock pressed against her lips but she kept her mouth firmly shut and her lips pursed. 

Meanwhile the other was exploring at the other end. He lifted her skirt and she heard his "Oh!" as he discovered he pantiless state. She could feel his hands stroking her buttocks. There was nothing she could do about it with her legs forcibly held apart. He moved his hands between her buttocks, brushing against her backside. Then he moved down a little towards her pussy, stroking her so slowly and gently. 

Oh God! I'm getting wet. Am I enjoying this now? I was so turned on when I got here and I need to be fucked so much. Oh but no, not by these two! I want Mr Smith, I need him, she thought.

His hands rubbed against her pussy. He pushed one finger right inside her and rubbed her pussy lips with his other hand. It was really turning her on. His finger slipped easily in and out. He pushed another finger in. Tighter this time. She gasped and in that moment the other guy slid his cock into her mouth. He put a hand on the back of her head to make sure he stayed in and he slowly began to move back and forth. 

This had never happened to her before! How could Mr Smith allow it. And yet.... was this the moment when she turned from not wanting to wanting? What had Mr Smith said to her? Enjoy it! She relaxed her mouth a little and began to taste the cock inside her mouth. She began to move back and forth in time to his thrusts. He took his hand off her head and she relaxed a little more. She started using her tongue on him too. She had the satisfaction of hearing him moan with pleasure. His cock was fat and thick and filled her mouth nicely. She began to really enjoy sucking him off. She loved being fingered at the same time too. She loved the all over sensations of being pleasured at both ends at the same time. His moans increased in frequency as she sucked him harder and faster. She wanted him to come. She liked the salty taste of his cock and wanted to taste his come too. He took over and thrust in and out of her mouth faster and faster until he came in her mouth. He produced three generous spurts of come which she just managed to keep inside. 

There was no rest for very soon the two men had swapped. This time there was no resistance when offered the other cock to suck. Miss Jones was really starting to enjoy herself now. She was getting the seeing to that she needed even if it wasn't what she had expected. 

The new cock was slightly thinner but just as tasty. He held her head steady and rocked back and forth, fucking her mouth. It was so good to have another one in her mouth so soon again. 

At the other end, thick cock guy had untied one ankle, and lifted her leg up to give him better access to her pussy. His tongue was exploring her pussy lips and flicking her clit. If her mouth hadn't been stuffed full of cock, she would have been moaning loudly. He really knew what he was doing with his lips and tongue and she really appreciated it. If they carried on like this she was going to need a fucking. 

Thin cock guy pulled his cock out for a moment. She gasped loudly. the oral pleasure continued for her as his tongue flicked back and forth. 

"Fuck me! I need to be fucked! Now!". She couldn't believe what she was saying but it was true, she wanted them to fuck her now. Her inhibitions were completely out the window. 

The licking stopped and the tongue was replaced by a cock. At first it was just rubbing against her pussy but then it slipped right inside her, that thick cock filling her nicely. The thin cock was back in her mouth too and she was getting fucked from both ends. And she absolutely loved it! She'd never had a threesome before and was really enjoying this one. 

The two of them worked her over, thrusting in and out. Mr Smith had been right as usual. Relax and enjoy it. She certainly was. Her pussy was getting stretched and pounded and fucked hard. Thick cock had already come once and he seemed able to pound her hard without any problem. Thin cock was being more careful and only fucking her mouth more slowly. She held her teeth close enough together to make him brush past on his in-thrust so that she raked his shaft. On his out thrust she moved her teeth back and sucked to resist and try to prevent his cock leaving her mouth. To judge from his moans he was enjoying it as much as she was. This went on for some time but at some signal between them they both stopped. She was disappointed but she knew they weren't finished with her yet. She felt her other ankle being untied. Thick cock guy rolled her over and pulled her towards him so that she was sitting on the edge of the table. He slid easily into her and fucked her a couple of times but then stopped. He lifted her handcuffed wrists over his head. He put his hands under her buttocks and lifted her off with his cock still deep inside her. He turned round and sat in the table himself eventually manoeuvring himself and her so that he was lying flat on his back with Miss Jones on top of him. Then she felt the boardroom table creak as thin cock guy got onto the table as well. What were the up to? They clearly had a plan. Thin cock guy massaged her buttocks. He spread them wide and played with her anus a little. Then she felt something wet there being rubbed around. What was he going to do with her? She already had one cock in her pussy, surely she wasn't going to have another one at the same time? But there she was, face down, wrists handcuffed together, powerless to resist. But her arse had been lubes up and there was another stiff cock ready to penetrate her at the same time. 

"No, not in there, I don't want it in there. Please no, you can put in my mouth if you like, but not there."

She clenched her buttocks tight to prevent him entering her. It squeezed the thick cock inside her which felt nice, but she wasn't going to have it up the arse. He tried pushing his cock in but it wouldn't go. He lubed her up some more and began exploring with his finger. But even that she managed to prevent from getting too far. Then finally one of them spoke to her. 

"Listen, Missy, you're going to get fucked up the arse if I have to wait all day for it. And I'm going to fuck you until you tell me how much you love it and until you beg me not to stop. Understood?"

She nodded. 

"And don't think your Mr Smith is going to rescue you. He's not coming back until we tell him we're finished. "

She understood but she wasn't giving up so easily. Fat cock guy underneath her managed to slip a hand down and began playing with her pussy. He managed to get one of her nipples in his mouth and played with the other nipple. Meanwhile thin cock guy was rubbing her between her pussy and her anus which felt incredible. She was already in a heightened state of arousal from all the attention. And the anxiety about preventing him from fucking her arse only added to her excitement. They relentlessly pushed her and and pleasured her as they help her pursue her orgasm. It just built up and up and up. Her cries and gasps got louder and louder. And finally the inevitable happened, she orgasmed long and loud. It was so good she nearly passed out. She slumped forward, exhausted and relaxed. Which was just what they'd been waiting for. That was the moment he slid his cock past her sphincter and deep inside her. 

The surprise of it took her breath away. 

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck no! Oh God, stop please, it's too much."

She'd never had two cocks inside her at the same time and it was quite a remarkable feeling. That cock up her arse seemed to be exploring places she didn't know she had. He knelt behind her and held her hips. He pulled her towards him as he thrust in and pushed her away as he pulled back. It meant that when he pulled her towards him it forced both cocks deep inside her at the same time. That was what made her gasp. 

She had no choice but to get used to it, but she had to admit that now she was past the first shock of being penetrated, that it wasn't quite as bad as she'd feared. And the pleasure of having a cock inside her pussy while another one rubbed a different part of her was something she was getting to like. Tomorrow morning this was going to hurt like hell but right now ... could it be?... she was almost getting to like it!

Oh God, I'm not meant to be enjoying this, she thought. But she was. The two of them pumped in and out at a a steady pace. Synchronised fucking. In, out, in, out. Two cocks in, two cocks out. But when fat cock guy went pack to playing with her tits and pussy again, she knew she was in for a big orgasm. 

"Don't stop! Harder! I need it harder! Make me come! Make me fucking come, yes, yes, I DO love it, fuck me harder, don't stop!"

They laughed as they fucked her to the most amazing orgasm she'd ever had. Thin cock guy finally came too up her arse with his own grunt of satisfaction. 

She was gasping and moaning still as he pulled out of her arse. She was still gasping as the other guy rolled her over onto her back and pulled out too. 

They were finally done with her. They quietly dressed and came back over to her. She was lying on the boardroom table, still blindfolded and handcuffed, and enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm. They both kissed her on the cheek and said their goodbyes. As they closed the door she thought to herself that she still didn't know what they looked like. All she knew was how their cocks felt inside her. Yes... inside her mouth, her pussy and her arse. God she was sore. And what was she going to say to Mr Smith when he got back?

A few minutes later she heard the door open. 

"Hello, Miss Jones, how was that?" Mr Smith asked as he took off her blindfold and unlocked her wrists. 

"Oh, Mr Smith, I don't know what to say!" She looked at herself in dismay. Her hair was all over the place, her blouse was ripped and her breasts were both out of her bra. Her skirt was ripped and there were come stains on both front and back of the dark material. 

"Well it certainly looks as if you had a good time", he observed. 

"Oh I didn't want them to do it. I didn't want any of it but they made me. I sucked them both off and they both fucked me and then they both fucked me at the same time, one in my pussy and one in my arse. I tried so hard to stop them, I really did, but I couldn't stop them but they did it to me as much as they wanted they just kept fucking me more and more and they said they wouldn't stop until I told them I loved it and begged them not to stop. I thought I'd never say it but I did say it, I loved it and I did like it and it was amazing and I've never had two inside me at once but now I'd like to do it again but not for a few days as I'm so sore."

"Miss Jones, I've never seen you so excited and so bubbly. So just to make this clear - you didn't want to at first but you actually enjoyed it?"

"I feel bad but yes I did enjoy it!"

"Good, just as I planned! I have been wondering for a while if you secretly like the idea of being forced to do things you don't normally do."

"What? You planned all that?"

"Oh yes! I planned all of it. I was concerned that I wasn't meeting your needs, Miss Jones, and I asked a couple of friends to do me a favour. They're not employed here at all, but they do jobs for me occasionally. But this wasn't work by the way! I don't think I'd have to pay anyone to fuck you! But I did want them to do it in a certain way...."

"That was your idea?"

"Oh yes. And of course I knew Craig loves anal. And Bill just likes any sort of sex. Maybe I'll introduce you to them for real some time...."

"Maybe better not!" she laughed. 

"Miss Jones, I think you should take the rest of the day off to recover and Tuesday too if you want it."

As she went home on the bus that afternoon, she thought to herself 'I know when your birthday is Mr Smith, and I'm going to give you a real surprise in return. I'll show you'. 

Miss Jones spent most of Tuesday in bed recovering from the incredible fucking she'd received on Monday. When she first woke up she was sore and could barely move. Later in the day she managed to get up and eat something. 

How did she feel, she wondered? Sore, obviously, but exhilarated too. Was it having two cocks at once? Yes, partly that. Was it the fact that she was forced into it? Definitely. The fact that she had completely lost control of the situation and they had done exactly what they wanted. That's what she'd enjoyed most. And she wanted some more of that.



The Adventures of Miss Jones Ch. 05



Author's Note:

Best to read the other chapters first otherwise it won't quite make sense. 




In the evening Miss Jones checked her phone. There was a text from Mr Smith. 

"Be at work at 7.00. You'll need to pack for 2 nights away. And bring your passport and a bikini."

Wow, she thought. I wonder where we're going - a conference maybe? An exploratory trip to check out a business opportunity? Either way two nights away had to be an opportunity to get fucked by Mr Smith a few times. She was starting to feel better now, and her sex drive was definitely returning. Just thinking about going away made her feel horny. She packed her bag and left it by the door. She set the alarm for six and had an early night. 

She arrived at reception, just before seven and almost immediately a smart car arrived with smoked windows. A chauffeur jumped out and greeted her:

"Good morning madam, you are Miss Jones, I presume? Allow me to help you with your bags. Please step into the car."

"Is Mr Smith here?" she enquired. 

"All will be explained by this", he responded, handing her an envelope which was labelled "MISS JONES". 

She got into the car and as they sped off, she opened the letter. 

"Dear Miss Jones,

I have been so concerned about you recently. I hoped Monday's activities might have helped but I think you need some more treatment. I have therefore booked you into a special retreat for the rest of the week. The chauffeur is taking you to the airport from which you will be flown to an exclusive resort. I look forward to seeing back with a spring in your step and a twinkle in your eye on Monday morning. 

Regards,

Mr Smith"

So he was sending her away for a few days. And what sort of treatment did he have in mind at this special resort? Ah well, all will be revealed she thought. 

A short while later, Miss Jones found herself airborne, the only passenger in a private jet. They seemed to be flying south to judge from the sun above the clouds. She was offered tea or coffee by her personal air hostess, but she declined and instead chose to take a nap. 

She awoke a little before landing time and found her personal air hostess sitting in front of her with her seat belt on. 

"So you're Mr Smith's new assistant?", said the hostess, whose name on her badge said "Jenny". 

"Yes, how did you know?"

"Oh, I just looked at the itinerary notes ... and I know his type!"

"What do you mean?"

"Well you aren't his first secretary!"

"How many others have there been?"

"A few ... but that's not important. Some are more serious than others. I mean he never flew me off to where you're going."

"Were you his PA?"

"Yes." Jenny looked away, with a sad look. 

"And did you ...?"

"Oh yes. I thought he was the one for me. And do you...?"

"Yes, we do... Why did you stop?"

"Um, I think I fell in love with him but he didn't reciprocate and I couldn't deal with that. Do you want my advice?"

"Sure."

"Enjoy every moment of your time with him but don't expect it to last. Make the most of it."

That left Miss Jones something to ponder. They landed soon after and that was the end of her encounter with Jenny, but it made her think. 

As soon as she had landed she was met, whisked into a car and driven to a harbour. The driver carried her bags and led her to an expensive looking motor boat with a handsome man waiting there for her. He was about 30, slim, smooth dark skin and a brilliant white smile. 

"Welcome aboard Miss Jones. Take a seat near the stern and hold on tight. This journey takes 40 minutes on the ferry but we'll be there in 20 in this boat."

She tried to make conversation during the journey but the motor was too loud and the spray was too much so she stopped after a while. The journey was amazing. They left a large island where the plane had landed and headed for a small speck in the distance. As they got closer she could see that it was a classic desert island. A glorious day with hot sun and blue skies made this idyllic. Beach all the way round, a little hill in the middle and some jungle in between. And so remote! Was it to be just the two of them? She wouldn't mind that, she thought, glancing at his slim figure and tight fitting clothes. 

His estimate of 20 minutes was pretty accurate and they were soon alongside the jetty. He whistled and immediately two more handsome young men arrived to give her a hand out of the boat and with her luggage. What delights lay in store for her on this magical desert island?

The handsome man who'd met her in the harbour gave her a hand out of the boat and walked her up the path. 

"I'm Julio, I work here full time as manager of the boys. The overall boss is Miss Davenport - I'm sure you'll meet her later. While you're here we'll do anything to make your stay comfortable. Anything!"

She noticed the glint in his eye as he spoke. What did he mean?

"Everything is paid for already. Everything. All you have to do is ask. Are you hungry? We will cook you what you want when you want. Everything is on the house."

They'd reached the top of the path and there was a beautiful house. Almost colonial in style with a large patio put on the front. Slightly elevated above sea level with a beautiful lawn and well tended gardens. It seemed a little out of place with the desert island feel but it looked very nice. 

"By the way madam, you are the only guest here at the moment so you really are able to ask for anything."

There was an underlying message to his words but she wasn't sure what he meant. Oh well, all would become clear. 

She was led up to her room - it was magnificent! Incredibly luxurious with an enormous bed in the middle. Well furnished too, space to work, nice bathroom with a sunken bath, balcony with a marvellous view. What was Mr Smith paying for this? The weather's amazing too, she thought, cloudless sky, hot sun and a cooling sea breeze. It was early afternoon so she decided a bit of sunbathing by the pool would be a good start. That's why he told me to pack the bikini! 

She changed and went down to the pool in her silk dressing gown. The moment she appeared, three young men presented themselves - arranging the sun lounger for her, taking her dressing gown. Was there anything else she wanted? They were so eager to please. All dressed in the same tight trousers and black shirts. And all so young and gorgeous. As one bent over to put a cushion under her feet his cute bottom was within touching distance. No VPL there, she thought to herself. And when he turned round again there was clearly something stiff in his trousers. 

She decided on a large G&T and a bowl of peanuts. They seemed genuinely disappointed when she said that was all. I'm hardly having a whiskey chaser at 3 in the afternoon, she told herself primly. She closed her eyes and soaked up the sunshine. Such a contrast to the Bristol cloud. Glorious. 

After half an hour of sunbathing Julio appeared at her side. She opened eyes. In the shadows she could see a number of the handsome young men, awaiting her instructions. 

"Madam, is there anything else we can help you with? Anything else you need at all?"

"A top up of my drink would be lovely, thanks."

"Is that all?"

"Yes that's fine, I don't want to drink too much!"

Again there was an air of disappointment about him. 

She was just starting to relax, about 30 minutes later, when Julio came over again. 

"Miss Davenport would very much like to meet you. Would you care to come to her office for a chat? Here is your dressing gown."

Oh dear, she thought, this sounds like a summons to the Headmistress' Study. Looks like I'm in trouble. 

Julio led her inside, along a corridor, to a large wooden door. He knocked, pushed the door open and said "See you later!" and left. 

This is it, she thought. I wonder what she's like?

"Come in, Miss Jones, do have a seat! Welcome to my Island Paradise! How do you like things so far?"

Miss Davenport was in her 40s, well cut shoulder length blond hair and a fine looking woman. Very successful too - she was wearing a very expensive looking business jacket with a well cut blouse and expensive jewellery too. She was seated behind the most enormous desk, which had nothing on it except a phone, an iBook and an empty in tray. 

"Well, it's very nice here, very quiet, the waiters are very helpful ... but I'm not sure why Mr Smith sent me here, to be honest."

"Hmm, roughly what I thought. Miss Jones do you know what sort of place I run here? The most exclusive and expensive retreat in the world for women who need something a little extra in their lives. Do you like the boys? They're a lot more than waiters you know. I trained every one of them myself."

(At this Miss Davenport paused, smiled and licked her lips in a very suggestive way.)

"They are on a strict diet, they must train every day in the gym, they keep their bodies completely smooth, and dress exactly as I tell them. I pay them well, of course, but if they don't make the grade then I pack them off to the mainland and write them a good reference. I'm training one of them right now as a matter of fact. I think that's enough for today don't you?"

What was going on? Miss Davenport seemed to be talking to her own feet. Miss Davenport pushed her chair back from the desk and stood up. Miss Jones first shock was that Miss Davenport was naked from the waist down! The second was that Miss Davenport's pussy was completely shaven and was glistening with moisture. The third shock was that a young man crawled out from under the desk. Had he been licking Miss Davenport's pussy the whole time? He had!

"You can go now! Send in the next one please."

He scurried off and the next boy ran in and crawled out of sight under Miss Davenport's desk. 

"Miss Jones, the boys here are expert lovers. I know because I've trained every one of them, just like I'm training this one now. And I do find that having your pussy licked all day helps make those admin days go more quickly. Now do you understand what this resort is here for? Rich women come from all over the world to stay here and some pay extra to have the place to themselves. There was a gap in my bookings due to a cancellation - Angela Merkel's been so busy recently trying to save the Euro that she's postponed - and here you are with all these boys to yourself. Look at you! Late 20s, gorgeous, look fabulous in a bikini, you're the youngest guest they've had for months and all you want is a gin and tonic? They're desperate to give you a good time. And when a guest is here on her own she can decide everything - how meals are conducted, what the boys wear, where she spends her time, oh everything!  Now either you get out there and start enjoying yourself with them or I'm going to have to fuck them all myself!"

By the end of that little talk the penny had certainly dropped for Miss Jones and they were both laughing at Miss Davenport's last remark. 

"Now I see why Mr Smith sent me here!"

"Yes - one of the phrases in his email was 'seriously underfucked'. I want that remedied in the next three days. Now off you go! We'll dine together at 8 so you've got 4 hours to enjoy yourself before then. 

Miss Jones walked back put on to the patio and had a quiet word with Julio. 

"Miss Davenport had a chat with me - it seems I'm not making the most of my time here. I'm going to make a bit more effort now. So here's what I would like. If I hold up my fingers that's how many boys I want sent over. I like the boys shirtless please, I like to see their backs and chests. The first four will be applying some suncream - at first anyway! Okay?"

"Why certainly, madam, the boys would be delighted to help. "

She went over to the sun lounger and was about to whistle for four boys to come over when one appeared at her side carrying a sliver tray. There was a folded note which turned out to be headed notepaper:

"From the desk of Miss Davenport:

Miss Jones, 

The boys may be expert lovers but they don't always last very long. However their recovery time is incredibly short and they'll be ready again in the blink of an eye. And anyway you can always call up a couple more. 

Enjoy!"

Worth knowing, she thought. Very soon after there were four young men, topless as requested, kneeling beside her sunlounger. Their smooth, hairless chests were beautiful, not an ounce of fat. She lay face down as they squeezed out some factor 12 suncream into 4 piles on her back and on her legs. Then they started rubbing it in. Just gently and softly stroking her skin, speeding out a little wider. onto her shoulders and shoulder blades. she reached back to unclip her bikini top and immediately they had helped her with it do that her back was exposed. The ones on her legs were doing beautiful job but when they rubbed the inside of her legs it really made her tingle. She reached down and eased her bikini bottoms down a little so that could rub her bottom. But before she knew it they had slipped them right off. As it turned out that was the last she saw of them on her whole trip. 

They rubbed her buttocks, right up to the top of her inside thigh. It was really turning her on. She rolled over, her bikini top falling off in the process. Now she was fully naked before them. She spread her legs a little and they rubbed more suncream right up to but not quite touching her pussy. It was so arousing but frustratingly close too. The two rubbing her chest couldn't take their eyes off her breasts. She stroked their spines and backs then moved her hands up to their shoulder blades then their necks and gently pushed them forward. They leaned in closer and still she pushed them closer until they both moved down onto her nipples. They licked at first but were soon taking her beautiful brown erect nipples into their mouths. How lovely, Miss Jones thought, to have both nipples sucked at once. 

The other two were edging ever closer to her pussy but perhaps they needed some encouragement. She opened her legs wider and reached down for their hands. She moved one hand onto her clit and the other she moved a little lower down. There was no mistaking her message. Her pussy needed some attention and with all this help available she didn't see why she should have to do it herself. 

Pretty soon she was getting the best fingering of her life. Four hands massaged every little bit of her hungry pussy. There was one finger and thumb gently massaging the tip of her clit. Each of her pussy lips was getting a very gentle massaging between another finger and thumb. And there was another finger slowly and softly sliding in and out of her. It wasn't rough or urgent but beautifully done by two masters of their art. It wasn't going to make her come quickly but it was so so good. She wanted them to rub and press harder and to finger fuck her more quickly but she was getting more pleasure from letting them choose the pace. 

She let her fingers drift along their backs lovingly stroking their lovely skin. Then a lovely thought came to her and she called over to Julio:

"Two more please. And completely naked this time!"

Now we'll see of they're as smooth as she says, thought Miss Jones as she leant back and shivered with pleasure at the amazing stimulation she was receiving.

Very rapidly two gorgeous youths appeared at her sides. Their cocks and balls were completely smooth as were their legs and chests. Their stiff young cocks stood to attention so she wrapped a hand around each cock. 

What bliss, what heaven, she thought. Here I am with six men to entertain me. All ready and willing to serve my sexual needs. Better make the most of it, she thought. 

She played with their cocks. 

Slowly at first she ran her hands up and down their shafts. A little stiff she thought. 

"Some lube please!" she called over. Instantly someone squirted lots of lovely jelly onto their cocks and her hands slid nicely up and down. She rubbed their tips a little and went back to sliding her hands up and down. Let's see how long they last! She pumped a little faster and gripped more firmly, and she kept going faster and faster until they both, simultaneously spurted out their lovely white come. Both instinctively put a hand out to stop it going everywhere but she could certainly see how much there was. There was a towel handy and she wiped her hands on it. 

"Two more in 5 minutes", she requested. Now I'll just enjoy these other four, she thought. 

"You four swap over please. You'll get your rewards later. "

As they swapped over she opened her legs much wider and the two who had been sucking her nipples so beautifully she pushed gently right into her pussy.

"I want both your tongues on there", she told them and they happily dived in. 

One immediately went for her clit, sucking hungrily on it. It really got her going, and made her squeal with pleasure. The other managed to get his tongue between her pussy lips and was flicking her back and forth. Did they practise this, she wondered. And to really finish her off one of them managed to get two fingers inside. And her nipples were also receiving the most delightful sucking again. It was getting a bit much and she was certainly going to come soon. 

"Oh yes, give it to me. Don't hold back, make me come! Lick me faster, more, more! I need to come, fucking do it to me, fuck, yes, oh fuck! Don't stop, faster! Harder, more, more, oh fuck, oh fuck yes, oh yes, nearly there, fuck yes, YES!"

Her voice had been building up and up over the last minute and she was shouting out the last few words as her orgasm took over all her sense. She relaxed back on her lounger. 

"A few minutes to myself, boys, then I'll be ready for more."

There was no doubt about it, Miss Jones was now horny. Very horny. She'd been passive for a while but now she wanted a bit more action, and a bit more involvement. 

Two lovely boys presented themselves to her. She indicated to them to stand on the same side and they stood to attention, hands behind their backs and beautiful, erect cocks pointing out and upwards in front. They looked SO good! She needed a fucking, but, she decided, not quite yet. 

She took one mouthwatering cock in each hand, and felt their firmness. The foreskins were nearly peeled back revealing the beautifully shaped cock heads. One slightly bigger than the other but both a decent size. She licked one then the other, a long slow lick each time, swirling her tongue around the head, around the back and back to the tip. They tasted fantastic. Lovely smooth skin, salty taste. The boys themselves were fine shapes too - tanned all over, the skin tight, with good muscle tone. If there was only one of them she might have explored the rest of the body but with two there she only had eyes for their cocks. 

She moved from one cock tip to the other. She didn't bother looking them in the eye as she might with Mr Smith to see how he was responding, but just enjoyed gazing at their lovely bodies. Her hands slid down their shafts and found their balls. She squeezed and massaged them. But now when she tried to lick their cocks, they bounced all over the place and the only way to keep a cock still was to have it in her mouth. Oooh that felt good. She sucked hungrily on, still massaging both sets of balls. She decided to give one of them a really good sucking and make him come. She moved her up from the balls to the shaft of the other one and moved his foreskin up and down slowly. The other she kept in her mouth - it was too good to let go. She sucked at it hungrily, like she'd never sucked on before. But it was one of the nicest she'd ever sucked, so she carried on sliding up lips up and down the shaft. She paused at the top, keeping her lips around the tip and licked it. Mmmm. She moved her lips up and down very slowly pushing the back of her tongue against the tip. It was getting too much for him... he warned her, but she wanted to taste it all and let him come in her mouth. 




The Adventures of Miss Jones Ch. 05



Suddenly he was coming, giving her a mouthful of his creamy white come. With a gulp and a luck of her lips it was all swallowed up. He gracefully retreated and she had one left. 

She also noticed that she had an audience. To her surprise quite a number of the boys had come to watch and seemed to be enjoying the sight if her sucking off two of their colleagues. 

The other cock was just as tasty. She sucked him hard and gave his balls a good squeeze at the same time. She loved hearing him gasp. She really sucked him hard and fast now, feeling his cock hit the back of her throat before she pulled back up. Miss Jones was really enjoying herself now. What a lovely boss I have! Sending me off to lovely locations where I can suck off gorgeous, smooth skinned young men. His clean shaven balls were really starting to tense up now so she sucked even harder to finish him off. Another mouthful of come in only 3 minutes! She'd never swallowed two loads in the same day before let alone within a few minutes of each other. He bowed and walked away. 

What next, she thought? Hmm... still haven't been fucked yet. 

"Send over those four from earlier! Naked this time... yes immediately! I want them naked and stiff, please!"

She couldn't wait for the next round!

"Now this is what I want, so follow my instructions carefully. I want to be fucked by you four but steadily building up. I don't want you to come straight away. When you're close to coming, stop and go to the back of the queue. I'll tell you when you can come and when you do it won't be inside me. Okay?"

Her pussy was really wet and she was dying to be fucked. She sat on the edge of the table, legs wide, leaning back slightly. The first one stepped up, his cock erect and ready. He slid straight in and for the first time in ages she felt the satisfaction of being filled right up. He drew back and began fucking her steadily, pumping in and out. He was well sized and certainly fitted nicely without being too much for her. He started fucking her faster now, gyrating with the pleasure of it, holding her ankles to keep them in rhythm, fucking her harder now. It was really good for her, very satisfying but she sensed him getting too close to coming and called "Next!"

Immediately he pulled out and the next one was ready. He was in her in an instant. In comparison his fucking style was more frantic and urgent. Not as good, she thought to herself, and he was close to coming vey quickly, just as Miss Davenport had warned, so she moved him to the back of the line. She was very happy to have another cock inside her again as the third one starting to pleasure her. His cock was shorter and fatter but she loved the feeling of his cock head rubbing against her pussy walls. This one was good, she thought, I'll make a note of his name! Ask him back later. She didn't want this to stop, and he fucked her with slow, deep, firm strokes, penetrating her forcefully. Instead of holding her ankles, he put his hands under her buttocks and lifted her slightly. Then he fucked her some more with renewed vigour. He didn't seem to be tiring too much so she was very happy to take as much as she could from him. Only after the best fucking she'd had for ages did he get close and pulled out. Then it was the fourth one. Disappointingly he was a younger frantic lover and she decided to let him fuck her until he came. "Harder, fuck me harder!" she urged. He did as asked but soon had to pull out and spurted into the towel. 

"Now you!" she said pointing at the second one. "Fuck me hard!  As hard and fast as you can. Come for me."

This time his frantic fucking style gave her more pleasure as his cock probed deep inside her, his body bashing against her pussy and arousing her even more. He didn't fuck her for long though, and had to withdraw soon after, coming into the towel. 

Now she was back to her favourites. "Fuck me hard, you two, but don't come yet. You'll get your rewards if you fuck me well."

Number one stepped up again, holding her ankles wide and sliding his beautiful cock back inside her where it belonged. His fucking was such a delight. She adored the way he fucked her, his buttocks tensing before he thrust back into her repeatedly. He stepped aside for her other favourite. His thick cock felt good too, she couldn't decide which one she preferred. He fucked her hard, deep thrusts that made her squeal. There was a pause then another deep firm thrust. It was making her gasp and it was building her up to another orgasm. Now she was feeling the urge, the need to come. 

"Fuck me, you two, fuck me hard and make me come. Don't you dare come until I do. Got that?"

She rolled over and offered them her buttocks. 

They knew what to do with her. Gripping her hips firmly they took it turns to fuck her with deep, firm thrusts, making sure to swap over before coming. It was getting harder and harder and they had to swap over more and more often but it was doing the trick and finally, with a shout which was heard all over the island, Miss Jones experienced one of the finest orgasms of her life. She'd been fucked fast and hard for nearly forty minutes. She wasn't sore but she could certainly feel it. Soon after the two boys experienced their orgasms too but they were a lot quieter than Miss Jones. 

After giving her a moment to catch her breath, Julio arrived with a silver platter and a note from Miss Davenport. 

"Miss Jones,

Very pleased to see you enjoying yourself today, it was a very entertaining performance!

Dinner at 8, why don't you join me for a glass of champagne on the veranda at 7.30? Please decide on the dress code for us and the boys and tell Julio. 

I think you have time for a walk along the beach with a couple of companions. There's a nice cove round the corner which is very secluded. 

Miss D"

So Miss D had been watching all along. Miss Jones hoped that it had turned her on. After those comments earlier about having to fuck the boys herself ... well Miss Jones was determined to leave no stone unturned, no tongue untried, no cock unfucked. She'd fuck every boy there at least once. And in the case of those two favourites from the afternoon, more than once!

Firstly, a response to Miss Davenport:

"Delighted to meet you at 7.45 for drinks. Dress code for us - short skirt, heels, blouse. For the boys, I'll tell Julio myself. "

She summoned Julio over and passed him the note. She gave him instructions for how she wanted the boys to dress for the evening. She also asked for two boys to be sent over, naked, with a large beach towel. She was going to make the most of the last 30 minutes of daylight. Satisfied? Nowhere near. 

The boys were there straight away. As always they looked gorgeous and of course fully erect. She got up and took an arm on each side as they walked along the beach to the cove Miss D had recommended. As they walked she could not take her her eyes off the two gorgeous cocks bouncing up and down to either side of her. For a while she walked along with a cock in each hand, smiling at the thought that she would be enjoying those cocks herself in a few moments. 

They arrived at the cove which was truly beautiful. The view was to the west and the large red sun was dipping towards the horizon. I'm going to watch the sun go down like never before, she thought. 

One of the boys spread the towel on the sand. She asked him to lie down. Let's see how well trained they are, she thought. She knelt either side of his head and lowered her pussy onto his face. The delight as his tongue touched her pussy lips was incredible. She shut her eyes and rolled her head back, taking in the exquisite pleasure of having her pussy licked yet again. How many times was that today?

When she opened her eyes again she remembered why she'd invited more than one of these boys to the beach. A beautiful stiff cock was ready and waiting for her. Mouthwatering and firm, bobbing slightly but very definitely erect, firm and irresistible. She put one hand on each of his tight buttocks and pulled him towards her, easing his cock into her mouth. It was hardly her first cock of the day but she was as enthusiastic about this one as every other she'd sucked or fucked that day. She sucked him hard and fast, wanting him to come. It didn't take long and without much warning he spurted into her mouth. 

She swallowed hungrily and got up. She instructed them to swap over and sat on a different face this time. She loved the feeling of a new tongue exploring her clit and pussy. And a fresh cock to suck too. It was just as tasty as the last. But as Miss D had predicted, it didn't last long. A few firm sucks and another mouthful of boy-come. Why didn't they last any longer? Anyone would think they hadn't come for a week. She sat perfectly still enjoying the triple pleasure of being licked, having one nipple sucked and the other caressed and played with. It was lovely, but she wasn't ready for an orgasm any time soon. 

The sun was just dipping towards the horizon and she decided she was going to enjoy something she'd never done before. She glanced down and then over her shoulder to check that both boys were nice and firm again. She got up and led them over to a rock on the edge of the beach. She laid out the towel on top and then bent herself forward, leaning on her arms, and sticking her cute arse in the air. 

"Now you two, I want to be fucked hard. Take it in turns but don't come until the sun has gone down. Understood?"

They both nodded with big smiles and very soon she felt hands on her hips and a nice stiff cock back inside her pussy. Ah, at last she was enjoying a special treat - getting her brains fucked out and watching the sunset on

a beautiful desert island. 

First one then the other fucked her hard then swapped over saving himself just in time. Then, as the last few rays of sunshine were glinting on the ocean, she told them to go for it. "Fuck me hard! Like you've never fucked anyone before. Give it to me! Fuck me harder! Harder!"

She was shouting at them now urging them, berating them if they slackened off for a second. The first one came inside her and stood aside, panting. The other stepped back up and his cock plunged deep into her. Previously he had held back but this time he was completely uninhibited and animalistic in the way he fucked her. There was an intensity that she'd never experienced in a lover before. Miss D had trained them well. They were both gasping loudly and noisily as Miss Jones experienced a simultaneous orgasm with her lover for the first time in her life. He collapsed on top of her and they lay there bodies heaving for some time. The other boy had long since gone and the two of them walked back up to towards the hotel, hand in hand, lost silently in their thoughts. 

Just before they came into view of the others, she stopped, kissed him on the cheek and said:

"Thank you! That was the best bit of my day. Come up to my room later, I'd like you to make love to me again."

After a shower and a change of clothing, Miss Jones met Miss Davenport on the veranda. A bottle of vintage champagne awaited them in an ice bucket. They were both dressed in short skirts, heels and blouses. Miss Davenport had taken her literally and was clearly wearing nothing underneath her blouse. Her full, large breasts stretched the silk blouse, and her dark brown nipples were visibly erect. 

"I wasn't sure if a bra was appropriate - but when I saw what you'd asked the boys to wear, I decided we were definitely in for a busy evening!"

At that moment one of the boys arrived to pour the champagne. He was wearing a bow tie, a black waistcoat and nothing else. He looked delightful, his cock semi- erect as he poured the champagne for them both. Miss Davenport continued after he'd left. 

"So you've had a very good time today ... after a nudge in the right direction ... but you're still not satisfied. Good!"

"No.. happy yes, well fucked yes, but not finished. I thought we might follow your lead from when we met."

"Oh, yes, good idea! Hence the short skirts. I took the liberty of choosing the menu ... one or two of my favourites and a little surprise for you. Also, I didn't tell you everything earlier about my boys. I keep them on a very strict diet. Lots of protein to keep them strong. Egg whites to keep their come nice and white. And my rules for them are very strict. They only stay here for a year but I do pay them very well. And of course you worked out why they come so quickly, didn't you?"

"Well no, I thought it was because they were so young. "

"I have a strict no masturbation rule for them. They are only allowed to come if they are with a guest....."

Miss Davenport paused. 

"....Or me. I take pity on them sometimes. So you see why they were keen on you. They love you, they're all enjoying your stay, by the way. I think you've fucked most of them by now. Do you have any particular favourites? It's quite okay to have favourites of course. They'll get a bonus."

"I'm sure you can guess my favourites", Miss Jones replied, "the one who came back from the beach with me last and the two who fucked me longer when I was sitting on the table."

"I thought so ... good choices. I expect you've realised that if they only stay for a year you sometimes lose some good ones too quickly. Sometimes I make exceptions for especially good lovers. And some of your favourites are exceptional. And the other problem is always having to recruit new ones. Something I wanted to talk to you about later on... I see food's ready. Shall we go down now?"

The table was large and was set for two at opposite ends. There was a gap between them of empty table cloth. What goes there? Miss Jones wondered. All the boys were dressed the same way with their bow ties and naked lower halves. one appeared with a curious metal rack contraption which he placed on the table. Both looked pretty cute to Miss Jones. 

"I think these two will do to start with, don't you?" 

"Agreed," replied Miss Davenport. 

"Okay you two - under the table and get licking. Nice and slow."

The two of them scuttled under the table as quick as a flash and both women opened their legs wide to receive. 

"Mmm... that's so nice", sighed Miss Jones, as she leant back. Indeed it was, as his tongue slowly explored her pussy. She couldn't even remember which one of them was licking her and she didn't care, it was just so nice. The constant ripples of pleasure spreading over her body made her shiver with delight. 

Finally she calmed down enough to speak.

"So what's this thing for?", she said, indicating the contraption. 

"Ah, that's for our starter. And the main course later too. It's a speciality of the house and a real delight. If you don't mind we'll just have another bottle of champagne and enjoy these two before the starter."

"Fine with me! Shall we swap?"

"Yes, good idea."

The two boys swapped round without reappearing. After the brief interruption for their swap it was back to delightful business as usual. The new tongue was just as good and this time the two fingers inside her felt so good. The tongue flicks and the finger fucking were really working on her and she had become much more aroused. She had intended the licking under the table to be just a little background pleasure but this was too much. She'd forgotten how many times it was today but yet again Miss Jones needed to be fucked. She started gasping and moaning and was getting closer to her orgasm. She paused the boy pleasuring her to say:

"Miss Davenport, would you consider it very bad manners if I  enjoyed a quick fuck with one of these boys?"

"Miss Jones, I'd be delighted! I do enjoy watching other people fuck, as I'm sure you've noticed. And I've enjoyed watching you more than any guest we've ever had. Now come round here, lie back on the table and let me watch him fuck you."

Miss Jones moved round and sat on the edge of the table, near Miss D. Miss D took control. 

"Fuck her hard!", she commanded."Give her a serious fucking, I don't want to be disappointed."

He slammed his cock deep into her wet pussy, and from the start he was fucking her hard and fast. It really hit the spot for her and she loved it. She lay back with her eyes closed loving the fucking she was getting. All too soon though he was done, coming onto the towel. However, Miss D had arranged for the next boy to continue straight away and with barely a pause she was getting fucked even harder. 

Miss Jones couldn't believe it! 

"Fuck yes, give it to me! Yes, fuck me harder, HARDER! Don't you dare slow down. Fuck me harder. Fuck yes, fuck that's good!"

He was finished pretty soon too, but Miss D had the next one in place ready. This third cock was shorter and fatter than the others. Although he didn't penetrate as deeply she loved the stretching she was getting as he fucked her hard. How much of this could she take. A few more deep thrusts and he too was finished. 

"Next!" called Miss D, as a fourth cock stretched her pussy. "Fuck her! That's an order, soldier. I want to see you fuck that wet cunt. Hard! Harder! That's it, make her scream. She's not screaming yet, harder!! That's better, faster! I want to see you come now, get on with it, come, damn you, fuck til you come! Ah there you are good boy! Okay, next one. Fuck her as hard as you can, boy. Miss Jones this is the last one. Come on boy, you can fuck her harder than that, can't you? Good better now."

The fifth one was fucking her with a frenzy exceeding that of the others. Ramming in and out of her pussy at incredible speed. Miss Jones was almost relieved when he finally came. She rolled off the table and made her way gingerly back to her seat. 

"Miss Jones, you were magnificent! I've never seen anything like it! I've certainly never seen anyone take five in a row before. I loved watching that. It's given me an appetite - for food! Now fresh boys under the table and bring on the first course."

Immediately two more boys disappeared under the table and Miss Jones sat back to enjoy another pleasurable licking. It was so nice to have someone permanently tending to her needs like that, it brought a warm glow to her body and a permanent smile on her lips. What more could a girl want? 

Miss Jones and Miss Davenport were sitting opposite each other, each enjoying a fresh young man's tongue exactly where it was needed.

Food was about to arrive. The trolley approaching the table looked to be piled high with food... but as the trolley got nearer, Miss Jones could see that it wasn't piled that high with the food, the fact was there was a naked man underneath who was being used as a human serving dish. He was perfectly still. As the trolley was pushed towards the table she could see that it was being aligned with the metal rails on the table. Then the "plate" of food was eased onto the rails and stopped between them. 

"Miss Jones, how do you like our house speciality? Cold buffet served from a naked boy! I find it quite a delight myself!"

Miss Jones clapped her hands with joy. 

"I don't have a huge appetite for food..."

"... but you do have a phenomenal appetite for sex!" said Miss D. "Once you got started you were unbelievable. We've had many, many guests here over the years but your stamina and hunger have been quite exceptional. Which is why I want to discuss something with you later. Now tuck in! There's lots here and any time you want something topping up or a fresh dish just ask. I don't go for lots of courses just a variety of tastes. "

The two of them had a lovely time tasting an incredible range of dishes, enjoying the touch of the young man's skin. Both of them "accidentally" brushed against his cock a few times which remained erect and, thought Miss Jones, mouthwatering the whole time. 

They ate until they were completely full and lay back in their chairs. The table was completely cleared, including the 'plate' and rack, but for their wine glasses. 




The Adventures of Miss Jones Ch. 05



The boys had been licking them continuously throughout the meal. It had been an amazing pleasure. They knew just how to lick to maintain the pleasure levels without pushing the women to orgasm. Just lovely steady tongue contact, meandering paths up and down their pussies. 

"Are you ready for dessert? It's a house special too."

"Sounds good to me", Miss Jones replied. 

Miss D snapped her fingers and immediately six boys appeared, three going to each of the two women. Miss Jones found herself facing three gorgeous boys wearing nothing but their bow ties

and big smiles and sporting impressive erections. She had to admit she didn't recognise any of them, either from their smiles or from their mouthwatering cocks. Her three boys were carrying, between them, an empty bowl, a bowl of fresh fruit and a bowl of cream. 

Miss D's three boys had the same. "Help yourself!" she told Miss Jones.  

Firstly some fruit in the bowl, then a dollop of fresh cream. But no spoon! "Use your imagination!" Miss D called over. Miss Davenport was already tucking into her dessert. The boys had put the bowls down now. Two had their cocks close together with some juicy fruit on, and the other had a cock so covered with cream she couldn't see it!

"I want what she's having." Miss Jones told them. 

They delicately placed some pieces of grapefruit, melon, mango and orange on the shelf formed by their two cocks. Miss Jones sucked hungrily, her mouth dripping with juices. 

"More!" she demanded, then turned to mix in some lovely cream. She spent a very happy few minutes slurping fruity juices off the two cocks and licking cream off the other. When the creamy cock was licked and sucked clean, she really did feel full. Miss D had long since finished and had been watching her, admiringly. 

"That really is enough food for me now, what a fabulous meal! I've never enjoyed any meal as much in my life!"

"And I've never seen one of my guests enjoy a meal so much either! Now that we're both finished let's take a glass of brandy each and have a stroll on the patio. There are a few things I need to talk to you about."

The two women were alone on the patio. Their blouses were buttoned up and skirts back to normal. The boys were clearing up after the delightful meal and the two of them could chat without being overheard. 

"Miss Jones, how old do you think Mr Smith actually is?"

"I always thought mid 40s?"

"He may look it, but he's older. And me? How old do you think I am?"

"When I first saw you I immediately thought 42. But I'm not sure now. How old are you?"

"The same age as Mr Smith, 55."

"No!"

"I need to tell you about about him. And me too. 

We met in the 70s at LSE. Two bright young things. We were very much in love. We had the wildest parties! We were famous for it. This was post pill and pre AIDS. It was a great time to be young and horny."

"So you were lovers? I did wonder."

"We were lovers but we certainly weren't monogamous. We had an open relationship but we always told each other about it afterwards. He was a fine looking boy. Well toned, beautiful body, very good lover, incredible stamina, and recovered quickly. And he tasted delicious. But you knew all that..."

Miss Jones didn't answer but looked wistfully put to sea. 

"He cares about you very much. He likes you too, but he's past falling in love with anyone. You do understand, don't you?"

"Yes.... yes, I think I knew that anyway. I knew there was an age gap but I did think it was a lot less than 27 years."

"He cares about you enough to recognise that he can't give you what you need. That's why he sent you here; that's why he arranged for those two young guys to give you such a good seeing to."

"Do you know everything? But I've been thinking... why did you two split up if you were such a golden couple?"

"Now that's a long story. We never really split up to be honest. We went into business together and made a lot of money. Me on marketing and him on the legal stuff. We branched out after a while and started running holiday destinations. We went exclusive and charged very high prices. That's how come I ended up running this island and he ended up running his island."

"Oh! He has an island too? Is that why he came back with such a nice tan and shaved smooth?"

"You don't miss much, do you? Well obviously the two of us aren't getting any younger and recruitment is getting harder for me."

"Recruitment?"

"Yes! Where do you think these boys come from? I don't like to keep them for long. A year or two at most, occasionally more. After that I write them a good reference and send them off. But of course I constantly need to recruit more."

"What's that got to do with me?"

"Mr Smith and I see you as the future of our business. You are young enough and you've certainly got the stamina. Could you interview 10 to 15 young men a day?"

"When you say 'interview'... what exactly do you mean?"

"I think you know exactly what I mean!" said Miss D, with a twinkle in her eye. "At first I thought you might like to take a sabbatical - work for me for 6 months instead of Mr Smith. But after getting to know you I think we should be offering you a more permanent position in the company."

"Wow! This is a bit of a turn up. I'd have to think about it, but I'm certainly interested. Are you and Mr Smith going to retire together to an island together?"

"Ooh no! I enjoy being on this island too much. But as I get older I think I need someone else to run the place. And he'd like to retire to his island too and have someone run his island. I thought Julio would make a good job, don't you?"

"How far away is the other island?  Is it just like this one but with gorgeous young women instead?"

"Pretty much. It's over the horizon, you can't quite see it from here but it's only 2 hours by boat or 10 minutes by sea plane. So, what do you think? I know Mr Smith's in favour of this, I checked with him already."

"Yes! I'd love to do it. Why wouldn't I? Travel around to exotic locations, interview handsome young men, and fuck them to see if they're any good? Of course!"

"Congratulations Miss Jones. Welcome aboard. Welcome to Smith-Davenport Enterprises. Now pick yourself a couple of young men for some night company and celebrate in style! Goodnight Miss Jones", called Miss D, "and sweet dreams!"

It was getting late. Time to choose some nice bedfellows. 

Despite all the sex she'd already had that day, Miss Jones felt she could happily finish with a gentle wind down. She picked three likely looking fellows - good muscle tone. 

"Follow me!" she told them. 

Once in the bedroom, she lay back on the bed and made herself comfortable with a pillow under her head. 

"You two lick my breasts, and you can be the first to lick my pussy. I'm in the mood for something more relaxing now, so no fucking, just gentle licking and sucking."

They knew exactly what to do - it felt so good to be pleasured by expert mouths in different places at the same time. After this she was wondering if she could possibly go back to sex with just one man at a time! Even if it was Mr Smith. 

Her nipples were both fully erect, getting sucked to their very fullest extent. That was lovely, but the licking she was getting was even better. That tongue was playing her so beautifully, licking slowly up and down, side to side and many more ways too that gave her new and delicate feelings that sent shivers down her spine. 

"Oh that's so nice. You really are good at that... but time for a change. Your turn now, you two can swap." She pointed to one the boys to her side and the quickly changed places. 

The next boy was not quite as good at licking her pussy - of course it was still delightful to have a young man's tongue down there - but she had come to expect the very highest standards of cunnilingus. So this time she swapped more quickly to the next, hoping for better. She was not disappointed! She been eaten out a fair few times that day, but the third boy might very well have been the best of the lot. It was so so good, one of those pleasurable experiences that made her forget who or where she was. 

"Don't make me come, just pleasure me. You two can go now", she said the two on nipple duty on either side. After a few more minutes of pleasure she would finally be done for the day.  "Just a little longer down there...oh god I think I'm going to come... oh yes... okay, that really is enough for today."

She dismissed him too and fell asleep wondering what pleasures tomorrow would bring.