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Her Hunger Ch. 01

By: soflabbwlvr



"Fuck! This can't be happening again!"

Surprised to hear her thoughts given voice, Lisette Berenger looked under the stall door and confirmed that she was still alone in the restroom. I locked the door. There can't be anyone else in here. Relieved to find that she was still the sole occupant, Lisette resumed flicking her clit with two fingers of her right hand.

Ever since she discovered the rarely used family restroom three months ago, Lisette found herself routinely sneaking off and bringing herself to a quick, quiet climax during her morning break. Ten minutes of 'alone time' on the sparsely populated fifth floor was giving her the necessary thrill to both relieve her tension and regain her focus so that she could get through the rest of the workday. This time, however, that single quick, quiet orgasm was not doing the job.

Lisette was well-practiced at the art of auto-eroticism. She worked long hours at her job, leaving herself little time for a social life. She was no stranger to masturbation, but did not expect it to become her sole form of sexual release when she accepted the job. She soon developed a routine of pleasuring herself first thing in the morning before jumping in the shower, and then again at night before she went to sleep. The discovery of the fifth floor family restroom allowed her one more opportunity to take care of her needs during the day.

Sitting alone in the restroom, Lisette had already brought herself to an orgasm, but it failed to sate her need. She continued flicking her clit, and soon felt a second orgasm approaching. That one came and went, but again she was left unsatisfied. Feeling desperate, Lisette reached for her purse, fumbled through the contents, and then pulled out her hairbrush. The handle was not as thick as she would have preferred, but there was nothing else in her purse that would do. She pushed the handle of the brush into her pussy and fucked herself with the makeshift dildo while continuing to flick her clit with the other hand. Lisette felt another orgasm approaching, but this one also lacked the steam she required. She flicked faster, hungry for an orgasm that would leave her nerves sated and her lungs gasping for air. She diddled her nub faster and faster. Lisette could smell the aroma of her feminine juices perfuming the stall. Her hunger grew; she felt the orgasm rushing toward her. She thrust the hairbrush in and out, trying her best to simulate the feeling that only a hard, fleshy cock could give her. Her fingers were slippery with juice, and she knew that the next one would do the job. Her face grew warm as her fingers moved faster than ever before. She felt the warmth spread, then explode.

The orgasm lasted fifteen or twenty seconds, and then it was over. But the hunger remained.

This can't be happening again. This can't be happening here, at work. Lisette glanced at her watch and noticed that her break was nearly over. I have to get back to my desk. I can't stay here. I have to leave -- now.

* * *

The first time Lisette experienced that feeling was following the Senior Prom. She and her boyfriend-- and three other couples-- rented a suite on the beach where they had a private after-prom party. They were celebrating not only the prom, but their impending graduation from high school, and generally, they were declaring their adulthood to the entire world. Lisette's boyfriend, Javier, had been the last of the group to have his eighteenth birthday, and that event was part of the celebration, as well.

The four girls were all close friends, but the boys would not have been in the same group were it not for the compulsion of the girls. No matter, the group drank champagne and beer; played cards and danced; and smoked some marijuana, until finally breaking off the celebration to return to their respective rooms for sex. Lisette and Javier shared one bedroom with Tiffany and Sean, while Jasmine and Chris shared the other room with Nicole and Philip.

Lisette and Javier were one of the most popular couples in the entire school. Javier was handsome and athletic, with a natural bronze skin-tone, short black hair, and a bright smile that never left his face. He was an All-State defensive back on the football team, and he planned to attend State University in the fall on an athletic scholarship.

Lisette was a five foot-seven inch, one hundred and twenty-four pound, fair-skinned blonde. Her body was lean and athletic, and she worked hard to keep it that way. She had long legs, wide hips, and a very narrow waist. Her friends called her 'Surfboard,' for several reasons. One reason was the fact that she spent most of her free time at the beach. But the obvious reason was her build: with her wide hips and thin frame she resembled a sheet of plywood. Her small, almost non-existent breasts did nothing to dispel the comparisons of her body to athletic equipment and building materials.

Although Lisette still harbored hope that some day her hormones would kick in and she would sprout breasts, she learned to work with what she had. She was blessed with a pair of pointed nipples that were always erect. The only reason that Lisette ever wore a bra was to cover her nipples when she did not want them poking through her clothing. When she felt the need for attention, she left the bra at home. She found that men could not help but stare, despite the fact that she had no breasts filling her sweater.

Lisette was more than just a pretty blonde cheerleader; she was also in the top ten percent of the senior class, the Vice President of the Student Government, and a member of the National Honor Society. Senior year had been a very good year for Lisette.

When the lights went out, all four couples commenced the final act of celebration. Javier needed no encouragement to begin ravishing Lisette, and Lisette offered no resistance to Javier's advances. Within minutes he was inside her, while the sounds emanating from the other bed indicated that Tiffany and Sean were keeping pace beneath their blankets.

Javier thrust into Lisette with abandon. It seemed as though his first sexual encounter as an adult energized his performance to a superhuman level. Lisette felt her pussy gushing more juice than ever before as Javier's cock sliced in and out of her slick tunnel. She wrapped her arms around his neck and drew his face toward hers. She could not see his eyes in the darkness, but she was sure that he had to be looking at her and feeling the same joy she was feeling. She found his mouth, then pushed her tongue past his lips as his cock thrust in and out of her pussy.

Lisette felt her orgasm rise, and then explode at the same time that Javier thrust into her with his deepest and hardest strokes. Javier slowed and collapsed on top her. Lisette felt his cock slide out, followed by a river of their combined juices. Javier rolled off of her, feeling satisfied. For the first time in her life, Lisette was not satisfied.

The orgasm had been amazing, but Lisette wanted another. She nudged Javier, but he was already falling asleep. His shrinking erection was retreating even faster than his consciousness. Lisette reached a finger to her gooey pussy and twiddled her clit. Her pussy had never been so sensitive before, and she responded to the probing finger immediately. In seconds she found herself approaching the same nirvana she felt moments ago. With her heightened senses she listened to the sound of Tiffany and Sean in the next bed, despite their attempts to stifle their grunts and groans. The sound of sex and the aroma of four rutting bodies-- combined with her flicking fingers-- caused her to climax in record time.

Never before had Lisette cum twice in one session. Yet despite setting a new personal record, she was still unsatisfied. Lisette reached for Javier's cock, only to find it slumbering with the rest of him. She needed him to fuck her.

The only sound Lisette heard from the next bed was heavy breathing, as Tiffany and Sean had finished and were also on the verge of falling asleep. Lisette was far from sleeping. She pulled back the blankets, lowered her face to Javier's cock, and swallowed it. Lisette had sucked his cock many times before, but never had it been soft. She had no idea how long it would remain in that state, but she was determined to help it return to its former glory.

The first thing Lisette noticed--after appraising the flaccid state and diminished size of the penis in her mouth--was the taste. The combined fluids coating Javier's dick were like a narcotic cocktail, expanding her senses and fueling her lust. She needed to be fucked again, and she could not wait long for it to happen.

Lisette resumed flicking her clit while she performed mouth-to-cock resuscitation on Javier. In minutes she felt it swell, and then stiffen. She heard a moan escape from Javier's lips, and then felt his hands in her hair. The pace quickened, and soon he was fully erect.

"Fuck me, baby," Lisette whispered. "I need you to fuck me."

"Awww, honey, I'm sleeping," Javier whispered in response.

"Fuck me now or you're never fucking me again," Lisette growled.

"In the morning?"

"No-- now," Lisette demanded, "or never."

Faced with the impending threat of celibacy, Javier climbed back on Lisette and shoved his cock into her swampy pussy. They quickly established a rhythm, and Lisette found herself cumming in minutes. She attained her orgasm, only to find her need undiminished.

"Harder, fuck me harder," Lisette implored.

Javier had never gone back-to-back before, and he was amazed at the extent to which his endurance was extended the second time around. He responded to Lisette's demands with vigor, hooking her legs and pounding her pussy without mercy. The two of them were oblivious to the other couple in the room, who were sleeping less than six feet from their bed.

"Harder baby, harder," Lisette urged, no longer confining her voice to a whisper. "Give it to me."

Javier pounded her pussy even harder. The springs on the bed were making a raucous, yet the two of them neither slowed nor quieted.

"Ungh! Yes! Fuck me baby! Fuck me!"

"I'm cumming Lisette, I'm gonna cum!"

"No! Don't cum yet! I'm not finished!"

"I can't.......... stop!"

"Nooooo! Not yet!"

"Unghhhhhhhhhh! Oh yes. Unghhhhhhhh!"

Javier thrust one final time as his cock erupted inside Lisette's slimy pussy. He immediately rolled off her, intent on returning to sleep. Never before had he lasted so long before cumming. There was no doubt in his mind as to whether or not Lisette was satisfied.

"No. You're not going back to sleep. I'm not through with you."

Even though Javier's cock had erupted and spewed jizz all over Lisette's pussy for a second time, it was not yet completely soft. Lisette reached over and felt his cock, then came to a quick decision. She spun around and rolled on top of Javier, taking his cock into her mouth and planting her sperm-drizzled pussy on his face. Javier was too stunned to move, until he felt his own semen dripping onto his nose.

"Hey, what are you doing? Get off me."

"Shut up. I told you, I'm not done yet."

Lisette quickly swallowed his entire shaft. She was desperate to preserve what remained of Javier's erection. The juices coating his cock were like an aphrodisiac to her, pushing all sane thoughts out of her mind. She needed cock, and she needed to cum. Nothing else mattered.

Javier tried to push her off, but Lisette clamped her thighs around his head and closed her teeth around his cock. Javier quickly understood that she was not going to be denied. He pushed all thoughts out of his mind, save for the mouth clamped on his groin. Within minutes, his cock responded to Lisette's efforts. He attained a functional erection. It wasn't hard enough to cut glass, but it would penetrate a slick pussy like the one attached to his face.

Lisette was pleased to find that her oral talents had once again revived Javier's cock, but no matter how much she sucked on it, she could not return it to a fully erect state. This will have to do. The hunger in her crotch had to be sated.

Removing her mouth but keeping one hand on Javier's erection, Lisette quickly spun around on the bed, squatted over Javier's semi-erect cock, and lowered her dripping pussy onto it. That's better. She had never before rode on top, but instinct took over. Within minutes she was on her way to another orgasm.

Javier's cock was nearly numb. He did not think that he would cum again, and he just wanted Lisette to roll off and go to sleep. But she did neither. She kept riding him, reaching one orgasm after another. She was no longer communicating with him. He was nothing more than an erect penis, and she was taking it for the ride of her life.

Javier was surprised when he felt a tingling in his groin-- a tingling connected to a simultaneous buzzing in the back of his brain. Soon, the tingling expanded. Javier realized that he was going to cum once more.

Lisette rode him faster and faster, grinding her clit on his pubic bone and using his cock as a human dildo. Javier's feelings did not concern her. All that mattered was that she continued to cum--that she reached the peak that was eluding her.

Javier felt his balls tightening. He thrust his hips upward, felt a small explosion in his groin, and then relaxed. He had cum for the third time in one night, and he was drained.

Lisette felt Javier thrust upward, then felt him relax. She continued riding, determined to achieve the ultimate orgasm she was seeking. Her efforts were cut short, however when she felt Javier's cock begin to soften. She clenched her pussy, attempting to will his penis back to its rigid state. All that effort achieved was to expel the limp organ from her slippery sheath. Javier was finished, and she knew it.

Her need, however, was not abated.

Lisette slipped out of bed and walked toward the door. She decided to go to the bathroom, get herself a drink of water, and hopefully come back to the bed and masturbate until she dozed off.

Everyone else in the suite was fast asleep, so she did not bother to put on any clothes. She quietly padded to the door, silently closed it behind her, and walked to the bathroom. She sat on the toilet and peed into the bowl. She wiped herself off with some toilet paper, then flushed the toilet. The sound of the water was the only sound in the room. She used that opportunity to stroke her clit, cautiously touching the tip of her finger to the slippery, swollen nub. She immediately wished that she had not touched herself.

The need for cock, which had never fully slackened, returned in full force. Lisette rubbed her clit furiously, desperate to achieve the final release that had evaded her for so long. She looked up and nearly screamed. She was not alone in the bathroom.

"I can help you."

Lisette instantly recognized Sean's voice. In the near total darkness of the bathroom she could just barely recognize his silhouette. He appeared to be nude, with his hand slowly stroking a fully erect cock.

Lisette didn't really care for Sean, and she never understood Tiffany's interest in him. He was not very popular at school, and he was not an athlete. Prior to catching Tiffany's interest, Sean spent most of his time with the brainy kids. He didn't really fit into that clique, either. Sean was an even poorer fit for this party, but until Tiffany eventually dumped him, the group was more or less stuck with him.

None of that mattered to Lisette at that moment. Sean was holding what she needed, and she was determined to get it.

"Come here, Sean," Lisette cooed. "Put that cock inside me."

Lisette turned around, grasped the toilet tank with both hands, bent over at the waist, spread her feet, and thrust her ass outward. Sean closed the bathroom door behind him. He could not see Lisette in the darkness, but his male instincts guided him to her. He placed both hands on her wide hips as his cock poked the crack of Lisette's ass. Lisette reached between her slender thighs, grabbed Sean's cock, and guided him into her cunt.

Sean pushed forward. His cock entered Lisette's slippery hole with one thrust. He marveled at how tightly her cunt grabbed his cock, even as it slid in and out without resistance. The banging Javier gave Lisette in the bedroom lubed her up, but it did not seem to have stretched her out.

Sean had dozed off after fucking Tiffany, but he was awakened some time later by the commotion in the next bed. With one eye partially open and one hand clutching his cock, he silently watched Lisette use up Javier's manhood, yet remain unsated. He bemoaned Tiffany's overindulgence of champagne earlier that evening--even though he was responsible for encouraging her to drink-- despite her announcement that she already had enough. As a result, Tiffany snored beside him while he secretly watched Javier go for rounds two and three with Lisette.

When Lisette did not return from the toilet, Sean slipped out of the bed and went to investigate. He could not see Lisette masturbating on the toilet, but he could make out the sounds of her fingers squishing between the folds of her swampy cunt, and her rapid breathing as an orgasm approached. That was more than he could take.

Even as he pounded Lisette's pussy, Sean knew that he would never again have a girlfriend as pretty and as sexy as Tiffany. Guys like him don't usually date the captain of the cheerleading squad. But the thought of getting caught and losing her was the last thing on his mind as he thrust in and out of Lisette's cauldron of molten flesh. She needed to get fucked, and he was the only one who could do it.

Lisette braced herself against the porcelain tank with one hand, and used the other to stroke her clit. Sean was giving her a good pounding. She met his thrusts with a thrust of her own, rocking her ass back with the same force she was receiving. Lisette had already experienced four or five small orgasms, but the massive climax she craved still eluded her. She could see the peak that she was attempting to climb, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not quite reach it.

Sean continued pounding, pleased with his own performance. Never before had he lasted so long, nor had a girl cum so many times on his cock. His legacy would be secure even after Tiffany broke up with him, which his actions had made inevitable. Lisette would sing his praises to all her friends, and he would be the most sought-after stud in town. Legs would spread for him like soft butter on warm toast.

"Fuck me, Sean, fuck me," Lisette implored. "Give it to me."

Sean grabbed her by the hair and pushed deeper.

"That's it, baby, pull my hair, fuck my pussy. Make me cum."

Sean released her other hip, grabbed another handful of hair, and pounded even harder.

"Fuck it, baby, fuck it. You want this pussy. Make this pussy cum. Make me cum and you can have this pussy every day."

Sean felt his climax approaching. He grunted with every thrust, no longer trying to keep the noise locked inside the bathroom.

"I'm cumming, Lisette, I'm cumming!"

"No! Not yet! Fuck me you bastard!"

Lisette flicked her clit with increased intensity.

"Here it cums!"

"No! Keep fucking me! Don't stop!"

"I'm cumming!"

"Noooooooo!"

Sean felt his balls contract, and then a burst of semen exploded from the end of his dick. He pounded Lisette harder and harder, then slower and slower as his balls drained.

"Don't stop! Keep fucking me!"

Sean continued thrusting, but his will was sapped. He slowed, then withdrew.

"You're not done yet. I'm not through with you."

Lisette turned around, sat on the toilet, and took Sean's slimy cock into her mouth. She sucked and licked, tasting their combined juices. She licked his balls, stroked his cock, slid a finger into his ass. She did everything she could to revive his sinking flagship, but nothing worked. Sean was spent.


Her Hunger Ch. 01



Lisette's hunger still burned.

"If you can't fuck me, then go get someone who can."

"It's late, Lisette. Go to bed."

"Sean, I need more cock. Go find me some, or I'll wake up Tiffany and tell her you came in here and raped me."

"You wouldn't."

"I will. Don't test me."

"Who? Where? It must be three in the morning."

"Go get Philip."

"Philip? He's asleep."

"I don't care. Wake him up. Tell him to meet you in here so you can talk to him in private. I'll take it from there."

"You're out of control. I just gave you a good fuck. Just go to bed and get some sleep."

"Sean, either you go right now and get Philip, or I'm going to yell 'rape' so loud they'll hear it at the front desk and call the cops. Your DNA is all over me. Think about that."

"You're crazy."

"I'm fucking horny, Sean. Get Philip, or so help me, I will fucking ruin you."

"Alright. Calm down. Stay right here."

"Don't take long, Sean."

Sean left the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Lisette sat and waited, but after five minutes she resumed masturbating. Five more minutes and two climaxes later, she was still waiting. Just when she was going to get up and go find Sean, the door slowly opened.

"Come inside and close the door," she whispered.

"Who's in here? Is that... Lisette?"

"Shhhhh. Just close the door."

As soon as the door closed, Lisette stood up and walked toward Philip.

"What's going on? Sean woke me up and told me to wait for him in here so he could talk to me in private. Sounds kind of gay to me."

"I know. I sent him."

"Why? Are he and Tiffany fighting? Or you and Javier?"

"Shhhhh. I'll explain everything to you."

Lisette closed the distance between herself and Philip. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed her nude body against his. Through his thin boxer shorts, she felt Philip's cock starting to rise, pressing into her firm, flat belly. She pulled his face toward hers, planting a wet kiss on his lips.

"I need you, Philip. I need you to fuck me."

"Call me tomorrow afternoon."

"No Philip, I need you now. Tomorrow afternoon will be too late."

"But Nicole..."

"You can fuck Nicole any time. This is your only opportunity to fuck me."

"Javier..."

"He had his chance. Fuck me Philip. It will be the best pussy you ever had."

That was saying something. Philip was one of the most popular guys in the entire school. Most of his girlfriends had lost their virginity to him. He was never without a girlfriend during the entire four years of high school. That was probably the only reason that he and Lisette had never dated. It certainly wasn't because they weren't attracted to one another. Both were always dating someone else, and their brief periods of being single never coincided.

Philip reached around Lisette, grabbing a butt cheek in each hand. He kissed her on the mouth while kneading her ass like bread dough.

"Fuck me, Philip," Lisette breathed into his ear. "Fuck me now."

Philip' hands roamed up her backside while his mouth migrated toward her neck. He had wanted to fuck Lisette for years. He could not believe that he was finally getting the opportunity.

"Just fuck me. I don't need foreplay. And neither do you."

As if to prove her point, Lisette pulled Philip's boxers down and pushed them to the floor. She reached for his cock, which was already fully erect.

"Give me this hard cock. Put it in me. Fuck me, Philip. Fuck me with this big cock."

Philip surrendered. He picked up Lisette, set her on the vanity, and placed his cock against her slit.

"Put it in. Fuck me, Philip. Fuck me now."

Lisette wrapped her legs around Philip's torso, drawing him closer to her. He pushed his hips forward, sinking his cock into her pussy.

"Mmmmmmmm. That's it. Fuck me, baby. Fuck me."

Philip commenced a slow, in and out motion. He pushed his cock all the way in, paused, then pulled it almost all the way out. For years he had longed for this opportunity, and he was determined to make it last.

"Harder," Lisette urged. "Fuck me harder."

Philip increased his speed.

"Harder. Make me cum. Harder."

"Relax, I want you to enjoy this."

"If you want me to enjoy it, then fuck me harder."

Philip's pride was wounded, and he was a little annoyed. He responded by pinching Lisette's nipples, and thrusting into her cunt with no further regard for her comfort.

"That's it. Fuck this pussy. Fuck it Philip, fuck it. Pound me."

Realizing that Lisette was not interested in experiencing his full panoply of sexual techniques, Philip resigned himself to brutally pounding her pussy. He paused for a moment to put her ankles on his shoulders, thereby practically folding her in half. That position afforded maximum penetration and friction. He was resolved to punishing her pussy.

"Oh yes, that's it. So deep. So deep. Fuck me. Fuck me, baby. Fuck me."

Philip dug his fingers into Lisette's firm flesh, adjusted his angle, and thrust into her as fast and as hard as he could. He had never been this brutal before. He was sure that his prick had never before been this big or this hard. He was going to destroy her cunt.

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Philip felt his orgasm approaching. It started in his toes, raced up his calves and thighs, and erupted from his throbbing cock. He had never cum so hard or shot so much juice in his life. Lisette's need for cock had produced his greatest performance ever.

"Don't stop. Keep fucking me."

Philip was spent, and he knew it. His massive erection was rapidly shrinking. It slipped out of Lisette's cunt, followed by a big glop of sperm that ran down the front of the vanity and pooled on the floor.

"Fuck me. C'mon, Philip, fuck me."

"I can't. I'm done."

"You're not done until I say you're done."

"Lisette, I am done. That's all I can do tonight. I'll fuck you some more tomorrow."

"Fuck tomorrow. I need dick now."

"I can't."

"Then go get Chris."

"What?"

"Get Chris. I'm sure he knows how to fuck."

"I'm not getting Chris."

"You have to go back in there anyway."

"No."

"I'll fuck you tomorrow, or suck your dick, or anything you want, if you get Chris for me now."

"No."

"Please. I'll do anything. Anything."

"Anything?"

"Yes."

"Wait here."

Lisette sat on the toilet and stroked her pussy. It was sore, but unsatisfied. The slightest touch from her fingers was enough to get her juices flowing again.

The door opened, then closed.

"Philip said you wanted to talk to me."

"I don't want to talk, Chris. I want to fuck."

"What is this, some kind of game? Why did you wake me up for this?"

"It's not a game, Chris. I want your cock, and I want it now."

Chris had never been with a white girl before, but he had thought about it many times. As the starting quarterback of the football team, he had girls throwing themselves at him all the time. Jasmine knew that she would have to work hard to keep him from straying. She fucked him every chance the two of them could be alone together, and sucked his dick every morning on the drive in to school. She was not shy about playing the 'crazy sistah' card any time another girl got too close to Chris. Jasmine had invested too much time into their relationship to risk losing him to a willing whore.

Lisette had never been interested in a black cock before, but that idea was suddenly dominating her thoughts. She could not see Chris in the darkness, but she could feel his presence in the tiny space. It took her less than a second to locate him as he stood just inside the door. Lisette's first reaction when she pressed her small face against Chris' chest was surprise. She never expected him to feel so solid, so firm, so muscular. Chris was six feet-two inches of hard, lean muscle. His firmest, most impressive muscle was poking her naked belly.

Lisette reached into Chris' underwear with both hands, grabbing his granite hard cock and exposing it to the night air. She immediately sank to her knees and began licking the head of the ebony monolith she found. She could not see his cock, but her hands and mouth told her that it was at least two inches longer and a whole lot thicker than the cocks she drained earlier in the evening. She knew that this cock would be the one that could finally push her to the top of the mountain.

"Fuck me Chris," Lisette whispered in the darkness. "Put it in me."

Lisette cupped his balls in one hand while her tongue danced over the head of Chris' engorged cock. She extended her other hand upward, pinched Chris' nipple, then slowly dragged her nails down Chris' firm chest and abs. When her hands reached his groin, Lisette pulled his underwear to his ankles. She stood up, turned around, and backed her ass into his thighs.

"Put it in me, baby," she cooed. "You know you want to. You know I want you to. Fuck me. We might not ever get this chance again."

Chris' thoughts swirled in a thousand directions. He couldn't even see Lisette, but the feeling of her moist skin was driving him crazy. Jasmine was in the next room. Philip knew he was in there with Lisette. Every instinct told him to turn around and go back to bed.

But then Lisette reached between her legs, grabbed his dick, and placed the tip against her sloppy pussy. He wanted to push her away, but his arms refused to move. Chris felt Lisette's lips spreading as she backed into him. His cock slid into her warm, wet tunnel like a hot knife slicing through butter. He tried to push her away, but his arms felt like jelly. She backed up another inch. He was halfway inside her. She continued pushing back. Another inch disappeared inside her slimy hole. Chris felt his cock throb as another inch slid inside Lisette. He then felt her butt cheeks pressed against his groin. She had taken his entire dick.

Never before had Lisette's pussy felt so full. A small orgasm exploded inside her when she knew that she had all of Chris' cock stuffed in her cunt. At that moment she understood why Jasmine guarded Chris so jealously. If the other girls at school were to find out what Chris was hiding in his underwear, keeping it all for herself would become an impossible challenge.

Chris reached for Lisette's nipples and gave them a pinch. She felt a surge of electricity run from each nipple directly to her clit. That spark caused another small crest, but the peak remained just out of reach. Chris slid his large, strong hands downward, grasping Lisette by her small, wide hips. He pushed her toward the floor, then flipped her around so that she was on her back. He grabbed her by the ankles, spread her legs wide, leaned forward, and slammed his dick in and out of Lisette's well-used cunt.

Lisette felt another orgasm explode in the back of her mind. Each thrust brought her to the precipice of another peak; each peak was a little higher and more intense than the last. Chris continued slamming into her for a solid half hour. She lost count of the number of times that she came. Each orgasm was more explosive than the last, yet each was just a little short of what she craved.

"Here it cums, baby, here it cums," Chris repeated in a low tone. "Get ready, 'cause here it cums."

"No!" Lisette cried. "Not yet."

"Here it cums baby. You wanted this dick, here it cums."

"Don't cum yet!"

Lisette pounded his chest with her fists.

"Don't cum yet! Fuck me!"

"It's cumming. Get the nut baby, it's cumming."

Chris felt his dick explode. Jet after jet of thick, creamy sperm erupted from his dick. It flooded the inside of Lisette's sloppy cunt, and ran out onto the bathroom floor.

"Oh yeah! Take the nut, baby, take the nut!"

"You're not done yet! Keep fucking me!"

Chris got up off the floor and sat on the toilet seat. Lisette was on him in a second, licking his cock and caressing his balls. The mixture of cum and pussy juice on his shaft was addictive. She wanted more.

Despite his ejaculation, Chris' dick remained erect. Lisette felt it throbbing in her hands, still rigid, strong and vital. Chris could not take the sensation of her mouth on his dick so soon after cumming, so he pushed her face away. Lisette tried fight back, but his steely arms were too strong. She let go of his cock, stood up, and turned away.

Chris relaxed, leaned back against the tank, and enjoyed the feeling of his pulsating dick standing straight up and waving in the still night air. He planned to catch his breath, wash up, and sneak back into bed before Jasmine noticed that he was gone. Consideration of the moral issues racing through his brain would have to wait until he slept a little more.

Suddenly, Lisette grabbed his dick with one hand, climbed onto his lap, and lowered her insatiable cunt onto his pole. She was instantly impaled. She felt the thick ebony shaft scrambling her guts, once again filling her cunt and -- hopefully -- satisfying her need.

"You're crazy, get up!" Chris growled in her ear.

"I told you, you're not done yet. I'm not done yet."

"We have to stop. Someone is going to catch us."

"Shut up and fuck me, Chris. They're all asleep, too hung over to stir. Don't worry about anyone else. Just fuck me."

"Lisette."

"You don't have to do anything. I'll ride you."

"No, Lisette. You've lost your mind."

"Maybe. Just shut up."

Lisette bounced up and down on Chris' lap, his heavy shaft splitting her juicy cunt as she rode from one peak to the next. Her thighs ached and her stomach muscles burned. She suspected that her pussy had to be sore, but she was too turned on to care. All that mattered was satisfying the hunger; mounting the peak; bursting through the barrier that kept her from achieving the ultimate climax.

Lisette rode through a half a dozen climaxes. The sound of her grunting and groaning was soon joined by the sound of Chris panting in her ear as sensation started to return to his dick. For the first twenty minutes he was merely numb. His dick was an erect slab of stone, with all the sensitivity and feeling of an inanimate object. But Lisette's unrelenting assault not only produced a series of orgasms in her body, it extended through Chris' recovery stage and continued long enough to bring him to the verge of another climax.

Minutes before reaching that climax, the door burst open and lights went on. Lisette and Chris were both blinded by the sudden onslaught of light bombarding their dilated pupils.

"What the fuck is going on?!!!" Jasmine screamed. "Bitch, it's on!"

Jasmine closed the gap between the door and the toilet in less than a second. She grabbed two fistfuls of Lisette's hair and pulled her off Chris' lap. Jasmine only outweighed Lisette by five or ten pounds, but she was leaner and stronger. She also had the advantage of surprise.

Jasmine slammed Lisette's head into the side of the vanity as she pulled her to the ground. Lisette lost consciousness when her head hit the hard tile floor. Jasmine was undeterred. She pounced on Lisette, smacking her unconscious face and screaming at her until Chris and Javier were able to pull her off.

Lisette awoke in an ambulance. Her friends had already told the paramedics and the hotel management that she slipped getting into the shower, and Lisette went along with that story. The truth, she knew, was far worse. She was x-rayed and kept overnight for observation. Showing no signs of a concussion, she was released the next day.

Word of the altercation--and the reason behind it--spread throughout the school almost instantly. By the time Lisette returned home on Sunday afternoon, she had over ninety missed calls on her cell phone. Her voice mailbox was full. The calls were of two types: girls screaming at her and calling her a 'slut', and boys wanting to be next in line to fuck her. Everyone, it seemed, knew some version of what transpired in Room 432. Few versions were accurate, but that did not matter. Lisette's reputation was ruined.

Lisette never went back to high school. She convinced her doctor to write a note stating that she contracted mono, and was too sick to return to school. Since there was only one month remaining in the school year, Lisette's teachers sent a package with the final assignments and gave her until the end of the year to finish it. She turned in that package, but never showed up for exams. Nonetheless, the school granted her a diploma, closing that chapter of her life.

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Author's note: I want to give special thanks to Meathead96 and Alabasterthighs for their valuable assistance in helping me to complete this story.



Her Hunger Ch. 02



Lisette closed the restroom door behind her, walked to the elevator, pressed the button, and waited. She had less than one minute to get back to her desk. She looked up at the display panel and saw that the elevator had left the ground level, but appeared to be stopping on every floor. I don't have time for this. I can't be late again. Lisette looked down at her watch and saw that she had less than thirty seconds remaining before her break was over. She kicked off her shoes and sprinted for the stairs. She ran down a flight of stairs, burst from the stairwell at full speed, and made it to her desk a second before the office manager, Ms. Hayes, turned the corner and approached from the opposite end of the hallway. No one in the fourth floor office pod witnessed her last-second sprint.

That was too close.

"Ms. Berenger, you're looking rather flushed," Ms. Hayes remarked. "Are you feeling well?"

Lisette started to say 'yes', but then she realized this was her best chance to get out of the office and take care of her needs.

"I might be coming down with something," Lisette answered. "My heart is racing and I'm having difficulty breathing. I think I need to lie down. If Mr. Stewart were here, I would ask him if I could leave. But he isn't due back until after lunch."

"Do you have any sick days remaining?" Ms. Hayes asked.

"All of them. I haven't missed a single day this year."

"Then why don't you go home? I'll get someone else to cover this afternoon for you."

"Thank you. I think that would be best."

Lisette turned off her computer, tidied up her desk, and headed for the elevator. As soon as the doors closed behind her, she felt a wave of desire cascading from her pussy. She knew she had to find some cock. She just hoped that she would make it home before the hunger overwhelmed her.

Lisette had no idea what she would do once she got home. She had an assortment of dildos and vibrators in her apartment, but no living, breathing, cum-spewing cock would be waiting for her. Maybe if I go to the pool, I might get lucky. I have a new bikini....

The elevator door opened and she stepped out -- onto the fifth floor again. In her haste to leave the building, she walked into the 'up' elevator when she should have waited for the 'down' car to arrive. To make matters worse, the doors closed behind her and the box descended before she could correct her mistake.

The wave of desire that was once gnawing at her senses had become a full-blown hunger demanding immediate attention. She realized that she would never make it home. She couldn't think clearly. I can't be here. I have already clocked out for the day.

Lisette heard footsteps approaching. She ducked into the restroom-- the same restroom she had just fled less than ten minutes earlier.





Her Hunger Ch. 02



Courtney was a small girl with short, black hair cut in a pixie style. She was very pretty, with an indefinable ethnic quality that hinted at an Asian background. Her porcelain skin was flawless. She was nicely shaped, with small breasts capped by pale tan nipples that stood out in the cool night air, though not so prominently as Lisette's pink cherries. She was shorter than Lisette, but probably weighed about the same. It was apparent that she was not as fit as Lisette-- Courtney was both softer and more curved than the taller, athletic blonde.

"What the fuck is going on here?" Lisette asked. "I'm not a lesbian."

"Neither am I," Courtney countered.

"Really? You act like one."

"You respond like one."

"I was already cumming. You didn't do anything to help."

"We both know that isn't true. You went off as soon as my tongue touched your slit. Don't deny it."

"Just shut up, lesbo. Glen, what the hell is going on here?"

"Courtney is one of the fraternity's little sisters," Glen answered. "The little sisters help us with social events. In fact, Courtney put this party together. I think she's done a pretty good job, don't you?"

"That doesn't answer my question. What is she doing in here, right now, in this bed?"

"The men in this fraternity are the sexiest men on campus," Courtney interjected. "I mean--look at Glen--he's gorgeous. These guys are also the most successful after graduation. Men like that have very high libidos, and they have very specialized sexual appetites."

"Being horny doesn't make a guy special. Otherwise, I could introduce you to three billion 'special' guys."

"That's not what I said. Glen is special because he's so sexy and smart, and when he graduates he will have a job at a Fortune 100 company. His sexual appetite is also highly specialized. He likes two girls at once. That's why you're here with us."

"All men have that fantasy."

"But these men live it. All the time. Glen never takes only one girl to bed."

"So you're saying that if I go downstairs and find another guy, I'm going to have to share him with another little sister?"

"That's right."

"That's fucked up."

"You didn't think that a few minutes ago."

"I didn't know what was happening."

"It felt good."

"I was already feeling good."

"I made you feel better. I made you cum."

"I would have cum anyway."

"It wouldn't have been as good-- and it can still get better. You've tasted his cock. Don't you want to feel it inside you?"

One glance at Glen's cock was all it took to reignite the fire burning between Lisette's thighs. Her instincts screamed at her to get up and leave, but her body rebelled, demanding to feel a cock thrusting inside her.

Glen stood up and walked over to the bar. Lisette observed that even though his erection was gone, his shaft was still swollen and elongated. She felt another flash of heat between her thighs.

"If I stay, what do I have to do?"

"Just have a good time," Courtney responded. "We won't hurt you."

"I've never done this before."

"Just relax. I'll be gentle."

"I'm not afraid of you hurting me. I just don't want to be disgusted."

"No one has ever found me disgusting, right Glen?"

"Lisette, you're in for a treat," Glen replied, handing each of the girls a drink.

Lisette downed the cool, frosty drink in one gulp. She set her glass down on the bar and returned to the bed.

"Alright lesbo, let's get this party rockin' again," Lisette said to Courtney, as she lay down in the center of the bed. "If I have to go through you to get some dick tonight, then I guess that's what I'll have to do."

"You're going to be a lesbian by the time I finish with you," Courtney responded, as she leaned over and pressed her lips against Lisette's mouth.

Lisette was surprised by the kiss. The first thing she tasted was the flavor of her own juices that still clung to Courtney's lips. She tasted the remnants of Courtney's lipstick, followed by the cool drink Courtney was sipping immediately before the kiss. That last burst of flavor was delivered by Courtney's tongue, which parted Lisette's lips in a slow, methodical search for the back of her throat. Lisette marveled at the softness of the kiss. She had always enjoyed kissing boys, but this kiss was more sensual and erotic than every other kiss combined. She was sure that she was leaking a puddle of juice on Glen's bed. Lisette did not realize that she had been holding her breath until Courtney pulled away, leaving Lisette's mouth open and her tongue hanging.

"How was that?" Courtney asked.

"Not so bad. Is that all you can do?"

"I have a few more tricks up my sleeve."

"Show me, trick."

"We'll see who's calling who 'trick' in the morning."

Courtney crawled over Lisette's body, lowered her face to Lisette' nipples, and teased them with her mouth. She knew that Lisette was already warmed up, so she did not linger. She kissed her way down Lisette's torso, stopping when she reached her slit. Courtney repositioned herself and kissed a path along the inside of Lisette's thigh, from her knee to her crotch. She repeated the process on the other thigh, then blew a stream of cool air directly on Lisette's lips. When Lisette lifted her crotch toward Courtney's face, Courtney knew she had her. Courtney quickly repositioned herself so that her pussy was directly over Lisette's face while she latched her own mouth onto Lisette's crotch.

Lisette exploded as soon as Courtney's tongue touched her clit. She was in the throes of her orgasm when Courtney lowered her pussy to her mouth. Lisette did not hesitate. She was at the highest point of her climax when Courtney's crotch touched her lips, and she did not stop for a second to think about what she was doing. She just started licking. She did not concern herself with the fact that it was her first time licking another girl. She just did what came naturally.

Courtney, on the other hand, was a practiced pussy licker, and she used every technique known to her to make Lisette cum hard and cum often. As a little sister, one of her responsibilities was to recruit other little sisters. Lisette was an excellent prospect, and Courtney was determined to show her the time of her life.

Lisette was impressed by Courtney's skill. Glen had been--by far--the best pussy eater she ever met. But Courtney's techniques made even Glen seem amateurish. Courtney seemed to sense the location of every single nerve ending, and she knew the precise amount of speed and pressure to apply at exactly the right moment. Lisette lost count of how many orgasms she enjoyed. She constantly had to remind herself to pay attention to Courtney's reciprocal need for pleasure, and to resume licking her.

Courtney licked and sucked Lisette's sweet little pussy until she felt Lisette's hips bucking and her thighs tensing. She sensed that Lisette's biggest explosion was imminent. She licked her with less pressure, backing off slightly, a little at a time. Lisette's need intensified as Courtney retreated. Then all at once, Courtney's mouth was gone.

"Don't stop. Lick me, lesbo. Don't stop!"

Courtney moved to the head of the bed, standing with her feet on either side of Lisette's head. She grasped the headboard, then lowered her crotch to Lisette's face.

"Who's the lesbian, now, Lisette?" Courtney asked, as her pussy smothered Lisette's mouth.

Before Lisette could respond, she felt her legs being lifted and spread wide. She felt a welcome pressure at the opening of her pussy, and suddenly it was filled by a thick, hard cock. Glen entered her all at once. She was so wet that Glen was able to sink his fat cock into her in a single deep stroke.

"Unghhhhhh!" Lisette grunted. "That's what I need. Fuck me with that cock. Give it to me!"

Lisette tried to concentrate on licking Courtney's pussy, but the dick in her cunt was much too high of a priority to be ignored. Courtney attempted to ride Lisette's face, but Lisette found her presence annoying, and pushed her away. Courtney got off the bed and walked over to the bar.

Glen adjusted his position several times before he found the precise angle that afforded him maximum friction and depth. Once he found the proper angle, he increased his speed and pounded Lisette without mercy. Having already cum once, he knew that he could maintain his erection as long as he wanted--all night, if necessary. That was important, since he had two women to satisfy.

Lisette felt her orgasm approaching. Glen pushed her ankles over her head and pounded her like a rag doll. That was exactly what she needed. This climax was going to soar over all of her previous orgasms. She felt the peak growing higher and higher. Glen continued pounding her, pushing her closer and closer to the precipice. Then he pushed her over.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she screamed. "I'm..... unnnnnnnghhhhh!"

Glen grinned as Lisette bucked and squirmed beneath him. He knew that he had found a new superstar, and her screams echoing throughout the third floor would confirm him as the resident stud. It was too bad that he had to allow Allen to make off with her friend. He would have loved to have her, also. Satisfied with his performance, Glen slowed his pace so that he could switch Courtney for Lisette.

"Don't stop!" Lisette screamed in his ear. "Keep fucking me!"

Despite enjoying the most intense orgasm of her life, Lisette was not satisfied. She looked over the edge of the peak she had just scaled, but she did not see an abyss. Rather, she saw another peak on the horizon--one that would dwarf this one.

Glen tried to withdraw, but Lisette wrapped her legs around his back and clamped them as tight as she could. His cock, still thick and hard, pulsed in her cunt.

"I've got more cock for you," Glen said. "But it's Courtney's turn now."

"I'm not finished with you," Lisette growled. "Fuck me."

"Lisette.."

"Fuck me."

"I..."

"Fuck me."

"Just..."

"Fuck me. Stop talking and fuck me."

"In..."

"Fuck me Glen. Fuck me."

Lisette was rhythmically squeezing the head of Glen's dick with her pussy while he was trying to withdraw. The sensation was too much for Glen. His willpower dissolved as his cock throbbed inside Lisette's velvety, vice-like grip. He leaned forward, pushing his cock all the way inside her. Glen heard Courtney sigh, and then she evaporated from his memory.

"That's it, baby, fuck me. Fuck me, Glen. Fuck me."

"You want more of this cock?"

"Give it to me, baby."

"You want it?"

"Yes, baby, give it to me."

Glen grabbed Lisette's ankles and spread her legs as wide as they would go. He thrust forward, then pulled her toward him by her feet.

"Mmmmmmmmm, yes, baby, that's it, fuck me, baby. Fuck me."

Glen felt his self-control whither. Lisette uncaged the beast that he never knew was inside him, and he felt no desire to restrain it. He was infected by Lisette's need for raw, brutal sex. Glen pulled Lisette by her ankles, thrusting in and out with all of his strength. He pumped her faster and harder than he had ever pumped any woman before. He did not feel his pubic bone smashing into Lisette's thighs over and over. All he felt was the fire in his groin that could only be quenched by Lisette's sweet pussy.

At the corner of her consciousness, Lisette felt a tinge of pain in her hips. Had she been able to focus her thoughts, she would have realized that her legs were being pushed and pulled apart in angles they had never experienced. That pain was overwhelmed by the raw hunger that was consuming her entire body--a hunger that could only be satisfied by hard, firm, cock.

The wooden bed creaked and groaned with every thrust of Glen's dick in and out of Lisette. The headboard was banging against the walls, and the bedsprings were playing a raucous symphony of unrestrained passion and the surrender to lust. The fire between Glen's legs grew, spreading down his thighs and up his torso. His lungs gasped for air as he continued pounding Lisette. He no longer saw the girl beneath him. Rather, he was only aware of his need to cum, and the cunt in which he was preparing to explode.

Lisette saw the peak approaching. She dug her hands into the sheets as she felt her orgasm rising. She focused all of her attention on the cock thrusting in and out of her, pounding her insides to jelly. She rose higher and higher. She could see the edge. She could feel it approaching.

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Glen shouted. "I'm...cumming!"

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me you bastard, fuck me!"

"Ungh! Ahhhhhhh!"

"No! Don't stop! Fuck me!"

"Mmmmm. I.....ahhhhhh! Oh! That was so good. So good! Wow!"

"Don't stop! Fuck me! I'm almost there!"

"I can't. I'm done. Let me rest."

"You don't get to rest until I'm done."

"I'm done. I have to rest."

"God dammit! I was almost there."

"Let me rest."

"Then it's my turn," Courtney interjected. "I haven't been fucked yet."

"Go find your own cock, lesbo. I'm still using this one."

"Stop being a pig. You don't get him all night."

"I get him until he's finished fucking me."

"He is finished with you. It's my turn, now."

"Fuck you, lesbo. If you want him, go find me someone else. Someone who can satisfy me."

"That's not the way they do it here."

"Girls, relax. There's enough of me for both of you."

"Glen, honey, I don't think so. It should be obvious to you that there isn't even enough of you for me, let alone the two of us. If the lesbo wants you, she can have you, but first she needs to go find a cock that can satisfy me."

Glen's face flashed shock, then anger, then it formed a mischievous smile.

"Courtney, put some clothes on and go downstairs," he said. "Go find Walter and bring him back up here."

"Glen!" Courtney protested. "Come on! Just throw this tramp out so you and I can spend the rest of the night together. We don't need this slut anymore."

"Go get Walter. And if you can't find him, get Leon. Now!"

Courtney's face broke into a wide grin. She put on a jacket and headed for the door.

"I'll be right back. Mix me up another drink. I'll be thirsty."

Courtney left the room, closing the door behind her with a loud thud. Glen walked over to the bar and started mixing another batch of drinks.

"Who are Walter and Leon?" Lisette asked.

"Walter and Leon are two of our newest fraternity members. They both pledged last month, and were initiated into the fraternity two weeks ago. Since they're freshman, they don't have rooms in the chapter house, but they spend as much time here as they can. They are both on the football team, so their free time is limited.

"This is their first fraternity social event, and for one of them, it is going to be an event to remember."

"If I have any say in the matter, I'm sure that it will be"

Lisette was finishing her drink when there was a knock at the door. Glen hurried over to the door and cracked it open. Courtney slipped through the entrance, dragging a tall, stocky freshman in a dress, wig, and make-up behind her. Glen started to push the door closed, when it suddenly popped open again. Another guy in drag--slightly shorter, stockier and much darker--entered the room and closed the door behind them.

"I found these two sluts hanging around the bar and scaring the men away," Courtney said. "I told them you needed some help with a pile of trash up in your room."

"Fuck off, lesbo," Lisette scowled. "It figures; you're sent to go find me some dick and you come back with more pussy."

"Ladies, ladies!" Glen interrupted. "That's enough of that.

"Lisette, I would like you to meet Walter and Leon. Walter and Leon, the naked girl on my bed is Lisette. As everyone except Lisette is already aware, all freshmen are required to dress in drag at the annual Halloween party; hence, the lovely costumes.

"Walter, Leon, I have a little problem. Lisette came up here to party with Courtney and I, but it turns out that she needs a little more excitement than the two of us can provide for her. She is a real wildcat. I would be most grateful if the two of you could do me a huge favor: Fuck her brains out."

"I don't know, Glen," Lisette interrupted, "do these ladies have the right equipment for the job? I was hoping at least one real man would show up."

"I've got more dick than you can handle," Leon responded. "You won't be needing anyone else."

"Shut up and show it to me. It seems like everyone around here would rather talk than fuck."

"Let's show her, Leon," Walter said. "We'll take turns beating up that little pussy."

"Will one of you take off your dress and fuck me?" Lisette demanded.

Leon was the first to take off his wig and get undressed. Lisette was waiting for him in the center of the bed, lying on her back with her legs spread wide open. Leon crawled between her thighs, lowering his face to her pussy. He grasped a tight white butt cheek in each of his thick, chocolate-colored hands, extended his tongue, and prepared to lick Lisette's juicy lips. Just as his tongue touched her lips, Lisette reached down and grabbed him by the ears.

"What are you doing? Fuck me--now. I could have the lesbian lick me if that's what I needed."

Leon looked up at Lisette's face.

"I was just going to...you know...get you ready. I thought..."

"Shut up and fuck me! I'm laying here with my legs spread as wide as a football field. I couldn't be any more ready. Now fuck me!"

Leon was chagrined. Despite his size and strength, he prided himself on being a gentle, considerate lover. Even though he was a nineteen-year-old freshman, he had been with several young women already. Most girls were intimidated by his size. He earned their trust by promising to take it easy on them; treating them like ladies; and putting the girl's satisfaction and comfort ahead of his own. He had never before been in bed with a wanton, vulgar, demanding woman like Lisette.

"Give it to her, Leon," Courtney chimed in.

"Yeah, Leon, give it to me. Give it to me hard, deep, and dirty. Fuck me Leon. Fuck me now."

Leon placed the head of his dick against the entrance to Lisette's pussy and pushed. He could not believe how tight and slick she felt. He buried his cock halfway to his balls on the first thrust.

"More Leon, give me more."

Leon drew back, then thrust forward again. Another inch of dick disappeared inside the slim white girl writhing beneath him. He thrust again, then again, and again. On the fifth thrust, he felt the head of his dick striking her womb. He was completely inside her.

"Unghhhhhh!" Lisette moaned. "That's it Leon, baby, that's it."

Lisette had never been so full in her life. Her pussy felt stretched wider than it had ever been stretched before, straining to accommodate Leon's girth. Every thrust sent a painful jolt from her womb to her spine, as his length banged into her cervix over and over again. This one is going to get me there.

Leon grabbed the girl by her hips and pulled her toward him. When he realized that she was not nearly so delicate as she appeared, he thrust into her with all the force he could generate. In all of his previous encounters he held back so that he would not risk hurting his lovers. But this girl did not fear his size. She would take all that he had to give to her.

"More baby, give me more!"

Leon could not believe the punishment that Lisette was enduring. He pounded her harder than he had ever pounded any pussy before. He thrust into her over and over with long, deep strokes. Every time his hips rocked backward, his dick nearly escaped Lisette's juicy tunnel, and every thrust forward resulted in a simultaneous collision of his dick head against her cervix, and his pubic bone against her crotch. He did not think for a second about the pain he was causing her or that he was causing to himself. All thoughts were obliterated by the desire to drive his dick through her body.




Her Hunger Ch. 02



"Harder, baby, harder. Fuck me harder, Leon. Don't stop fucking me, baby."

Lisette's voice barely registered in the back of Leon's mind. He completely forgot about Walter, Glen and Courtney. All that existed was his dick and the tight wet sheath that surrounded it. He pounded and pounded, feeling his balls beginning to tighten. Leon put his hands on Lisette's shoulders, pushing her into the mattress. No woman had ever taken him so fearlessly. No other woman had ever made him so hard, so horny, so excited. No woman had ever made him feel so alive, so masculine, so uninhibited. He felt the biggest orgasm of his life boiling beneath his skin.

"Oh yes! Oh yes! Get ready for my nut, little girl! Here it cums!"

"No! Not yet! Don't cum yet, mother fucker! Don't stop until I tell you to!"

At the last possible second, Leon pulled out of Lisette. One more thrust, he knew, and it would have been too late.

"Fuck me! Fuck me, god dammit, fuck me!"

Leon flipped Lisette over, grabbed her by her hips, and thrust into her from behind. This position gave him a little more control, which he was going to need in order to prolong his erection and continue fucking the tiger screaming in his ear.

"That's it baby, fuck me good. I'm almost there, fuck me good, Leon, fuck me good."

Lisette was on the verge of cumming again. She had already cum three times since Leon got into the bed with her, but the big one still eluded her. She felt another orgasm approaching, but the apex remained just a little further over the horizon. Leon's magnificent cock was filling her and pounding her harder than she had ever been fucked, but satisfaction remained just out of reach.

"Fuck me baby, fuck me. Give me that big beautiful cock. Fuck me Leon, fuck me harder."

Leon did not know how much harder he could fuck. He was already giving Lisette all he had, and despite changing positions, he knew that he would not last much longer. His orgasm was approaching, and this time it would not be delayed or denied. He was about to nut.

"Walter, shut the bitch up," Courtney directed. "Shove your cock down her throat."

Walter joined Leon and Lisette on the bed. He was already hard, and even though he was patiently waiting his turn, he was ready for some action. He had been thinking about fucking Courtney while he waited for Leon to finish, but he knew that she was somehow connected to the fraternity president. He was new and just a freshman, and he did not want to create a problem for himself. Courtney's suggestion was a welcome solution to his growing problem.

"Suck on this meat, you fucking whore," Walter said, as he grabbed Lisette by the hair and stuck his cock in her mouth. "You're going to get it from both ends."

Lisette was so focused on the dick in her pussy that she barely noticed Walter joining her on the bed. It wasn't until his cock was banging into the back of her throat that she even acknowledged his presence. She would have told him to 'fuck off' and wait his turn, but he held her in place with his strong hands, and his long dick in her mouth made it impossible to talk. She didn't really mind the oral intruder, but her attention was fully focused on the massive cock pounding her where she needed it the most. She relaxed her jaws, and let Walter fuck her face. He's going to do it anyway, so there's no point in fighting it.

"Fuck her brains out," Courtney yelled. "Fuck her 'til she passes out."

The sensory stimulation was more than Leon could take. He had never before been able to let go and fuck a woman with all of his power. He had never been in a group sex situation. He had fucked white girls before, but never one so pretty and so sexy. He had never been in a room with two naked girls. So much was happening, and it was all so amazing.

Leon's skin felt like it was on fire. Electricity was running up and down his spine. He didn't know if it originated in his groin and ran up to his brain, or started in his brain and exploded in his balls. His hips were a blur, as he thrust back and forth, pounding the little white girl over and over and over. He was on a train, speeding toward a wall, and it was about to crash.

"Here it cums! Here it cums! Here it cums!"

"Blblbbblbllllb!" Lisette croaked, her words muffled by Walter's cock poking the back of her throat.

"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmmmm! Unghhhhhhhhh!"

The world blacked out. Leon saw stars exploding as his nut rocketed up his shaft and sprayed Lisette's pussy. Spurt after spurt of thick semen exploded from his dick, filled Lisette's vagina, and oozed down her thighs. Leon pumped and pumped, every thrust spewing more cum as his orgasm subsided. He collapsed on the bed.

"My turn," Walter shouted. "I want some of that pussy."

Walter spun Lisette around, put his cock against her slimy hole, and thrust forward. He entered her in one push, bottoming out with an inch of dick remaining. He had watched Leon ruthlessly pounding into Lisette, and he already knew what he had to do.

"Fuck me, Walter. Fuck me like a real man. Make me cum. Make me cum, baby, make me cum."

Walter had only fucked two girls before this night, and neither of them were anything like this wanton slut. Women were always fascinated by his length, but most were too timid to take his cock inside their tight little pussies. They all wanted to see it and touch it, but few were brave enough to actually fuck it. As a result, Walter had many months of frustration to work out. He was determined to resolve his frustrations with Lisette.

Lisette felt every one of Walter's thrusts in a way that she had never felt before. They were painful. Leon's cock had been more massive, due to the fact that it was much fatter, but Walter's was just long. It was so long that every thrust poked her cervix, painfully. Maybe that pain is what I need to get me over the peak.

As Walter thrust his long pole in an out of Lisette, he was simultaneously amazed that such a small girl was able to take so much cock so easily, but also frustrated by his growing fear that she wasn't going to be tight enough to get him off. He realized that letting Leon fuck her first with his fat log of a cock was not the best tactical decision. Not only was Lisette's cunt stretched wide enough to park an airplane, but it was already filled with a load of Leon's spunk. He found the idea of stabbing his cock in and out of a pussy oozing his roommate's cum almost nauseating. Unfortunately, it was too late to back out now. He had to cum, and this little cunt was the only available outlet.

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Lisette grunted. "Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me harder."

Lisette's grunts and moans urged Walter on, but therein resided the problem: he was already fucking her as hard as he could. He was initially afraid of breaking her bones or dislocating her hips, but that fear was overcome by sheer lust. He let himself go and fucked her as hard and as deep as he could, but nothing seemed to satisfy the little slut. He adjusted his angle in an effort to gain more friction. He adjusted his grip on her butt cheeks in order to impale her more deeply on his cock. Each cheek fit perfectly in his big, meaty hands. He pulled them apart and stared at her tiny little asshole. It winked back at him, so small and so tight. That was when he had an epiphany--he knew how to satisfy both of their needs at one time.

Walter withdrew his cock, put the head against Lisette's tiny asshole, and pushed.

"Oooooooooowwwwwww!" Lisette shrieked. "That's the wrong hole you fucking moron!"

Walter was not deterred. Even though his first push did not penetrate Lisette's tight little ring, he was determined to fuck her in the ass. He pushed a second time and a third time. Lisette howled in pain with each thrust.

"Stop! You're putting it in my ass! That's the wrong hole!"

Walter's fourth thrust broke through Lisette's resistance. The head popped past her sphincter, then stopped. He drew back slightly, and pushed again. This time three inches of cock penetrated her ass.

"Stop! That hurts! Stop!"

"Dude, don't you think..." Leon started to ask.

"Shut up! Walter growled. "Just shut up. I know what I'm doing. This is what she needs. I'm giving this slut what she wants."

"Please! Stop! It hurts!"

Walter ignored Lisette's protestations. He drew back and then thrust forward again, burying two more inches of cock in her virgin ass. He thrust forward again, burying his full length in Lisette's bowels. Never before had he felt anything so tight, so deep, so--amazing.

Lisette's experience was not so pleasurable. Her ass was on fire. She had never considered anal play, and her ass had never been penetrated in a sexual manner. The pain was unlike anything that she had ever experienced. Lisette could not stop crying. She felt as though a baseball bat had been shoved through her anus, rearranging her bowels and rupturing her stomach in the process. A wave of nausea rose from her belly to the back of her throat. She fought back the urge to vomit, then turned her attention to the source of her suffering.

"Get off me, mother fucker!" she screamed between sobs. "Get your fucking dick out of my ass!"

Walter did not respond. His dick was buried in the slut's ass. For the first time ever, the full length of his manhood was surrounded by female flesh. The penetration was more painful than he expected; he realized that was his own fault for not using any lubrication. Nonetheless, he was determined to enjoy the best fuck of his young life.

Walter knew that the sobbing woman beneath him was going to fight as hard as she could to get his cock out of her ass. That was fine with him, so long as he finished blowing his load before she succeeded. Walter leaned forward, grabbed Lisette's right wrist, and pulled it back toward him. Once that arm was securely pinned between her spine and his belly, he reached for the left wrist and pinned that arm in the same manner. He then lowered his full weight onto Lisette, sandwiching her between the bed and his torso. With an almost two hundred pound weight advantage, Walter was confident that the little slut was completely immobilized.

Lisette found her face smashed into the pillow. She had to bend her neck downward in order to create a cavity in the pillow; otherwise, she would have been unable to breathe. Vomiting was no longer an option-- she was certain that if she did so, she would drown in a regurgitated pool of Glen's 'winter whisper.' Screaming was no longer possible, either. The pressure on her neck forced her jaws to clench together. She could barely breathe. Forming words with her mouth and vocalization were two impossible tasks. Breathing had become her only priority.

Once Lisette stopped squirming beneath him, Walter resumed his assault on her asshole. He slowly lifted his hips, withdrawing half his length from Lisette's anal cavity, then pushed forward again, stopping only when his balls were pressed against her crotch. He repeated this maneuver four more times, picking up the pace a little more with each forward thrust. Despite the lack of lubrication, the friction was exquisite. With each thrust, Lisette's asshole loosened a little more, making it easier and easier to fuck her bottomless sheath.

Lisette wanted to just go limp and black out from the pain. Each thrust of Walter's cock was another agonizing stab at her bowels, sending pain and nausea throughout her body. She began to wonder if she would ever walk again or be able to use the bathroom in a normal fashion. As Lisette drifted closer and closer to unconsciousness, she sought the sweet oblivion that would make all of her pain go away. Just as she was on the verge of passing out, she felt a surge of vomit rise from her stomach and catch in the back of her throat. She snapped back to reality, fully focused on the thought that passing out would inevitably lead to her death by suffocation. She had no choice but to endure.

As Walter felt Lisette's body slacken, he paused for a moment to take in his surroundings. He noticed that Courtney was sitting on the edge of the bed--nude--and that the equally nude Glen and Leon were standing in front of her. Courtney was trying valiantly to breathe some life into Glen's flaccid cock, while she stroked Leon's rapidly hardening cock with her free hand. Walter also noticed the noise reverberating from the first floor, signaling that the party was still swinging despite the fact that it was well after two in the morning.

Walter reveled in his glorious luck. Finding a woman who could accommodate his full length was fortuitous. Finding her drunk, naked, and horny was a dream cum true. Joining this fraternity, he decided, was the smartest decision he had ever made.

Returning his focus to Lisette, Walter felt his orgasm approaching. He increased his speed, lengthened his strokes, and drove forward to meet his destiny. Each thrust brought an exquisite surge of pleasure that exploded in the back of his brain. He blocked out the pain, but made a note to carry lube with him next time he fucked this little whore. As good as it felt, he could only imagine how much better it would be if her asshole were properly lubricated.

Unable to move, Lisette focused her attention on the long shaft plowing out her insides. As the speed of Walter's drilling increased, Lisette found that the waves of nausea dissipated. The burning decreased, but never vanished entirely. The sharp stabbing pains that she felt after the initial penetration and subsequent thrusts had long ago been replaced by a dull ache. Even now that dull ache was fading, being replaced by...something else.

Lisette was shocked when she felt a small orgasm explode in the back of her brain. In the distance she could see the peak--that monumental climax that had been eluding her all night. She ignored the pain in her ass, launching herself toward that ultimate peak. She was helpless to move, and talking was impossible. Nonetheless, she managed to roll her hips slightly, increasing by a minute increment the force of Walter's thrusts. She squeezed her ass and found that her constrictions increased the friction between Walter's cock and her asshole. More importantly, she had another small climax. As she came down from that peak, she found that her elusive apex was now within sight.

Walter felt the little girl stirring beneath him, but he was beyond attending to her needs or desires. He felt his orgasm approaching, and nothing would stop him from attaining it. He thrust in and out of Lisette's asshole, wholly oblivious to the damage he was causing her. The possibility that she may be enjoying his cock was incomprehensible and irrelevant to him. He pounded in and out, thrusting his hips up and down in an ever-increasing speed. He felt his brain exploding, followed a second later by a surge of jizz rising from his balls and filling Lisette's asshole.

"Mmmm! Yes! Take it, bitch, take it!"

Walter thrust as hard and as deep as he could. He pumped over and over, until his balls were empty and his juice was flowing out of Lisette's gaping sphincter, soaking the sheets beneath her. He rolled over on his back, paused for a second, then grabbed his clothes and headed for the showers, victoriously striding through the hallway in all his naked glory.

Lisette was unable to move. She tilted her head to one side and took a deep breath, filling her lungs for the first time since Walter commenced his assault on her virgin ass.

"More," she whispered. "Please, more."

She looked up at Leon, and upon seeing that he was once again erect, reached for his cock.

"More. Fuck me, Leon, please. I'm almost there."

"It's my turn, you goddamned whore!" Courtney shouted. "Do you hear me? My turn. Me! I'm getting some dick now."

"Please. Somebody fuck me. I was close. So close. Glen, Leon, please."

"Glen, get this whore out of your room."

"Courtney, I have another idea," Glen answered. "You can have a turn with Leon. I have something else in mind for our little nymphomaniac."

Glen put on a bathrobe and left the room. Courtney wasted no time in pushing Lisette onto the floor and taking her place in the center of the bed.

"Please, Leon," Lisette whispered, "please fuck me."

Leon was tempted to sample Lisette's ass as Walter had done. Despite his size, however, he was still a mere freshman and lacked the temerity to violate a direct order from his fraternity president. In any event, he had always lusted after Courtney, but never believed that he would have an opportunity to fuck her. He decided it was in his best interest to follow orders, and hope for another shot at Lisette's ass before the end of the night.

"Please, somebody fuck me."

Leon crawled between Courtney's thighs and slid his thick cock into her shaved pussy. He looked back at Lisette, only to see her watching him as she slipped two fingers into her own juicy cunt.

Five minutes later, Glen returned. He was trailed by seven or eight more costumed guys, mostly freshman and sophomores. Leon paid no attention as he continued to drill Courtney.

"The party downstairs was starting to break up," Glen announced, "but I found a few guys who had not yet given up the search for pussy.

"Gentlemen, the slut on the floor is all yours."

Clothes started flying everywhere. The first guy to get undressed turned Lisette over, spread her legs, and slid his dick into her cunt. The second guy lowered his dick to her face and told her to suck him. The rest of the guys formed a circle around her while pawing at her nipples and thighs.

For the next three hours every guy in the circle fucked Lisette in her pussy, her ass, her mouth, or a combination of all three. The door to Glen's room was left open, and more guys continued to stream in before leaving the party. Lisette eventually passed out, but the party continued.





Her Hunger Ch. 03



Lisette sat on the toilet, counted to sixty, then flushed. She stood up, walked to the door, cracked it open, and peeked out. Seeing no one, she stepped out and pushed the down button for the elevator. The overhead display showed that car one was on the third floor and going down. Car two was already in the basement. That meant car two had nowhere to go but up. Lisette tapped her toe and fidgeted, waiting for the car to arrive.

Oh my god! It's stopping on every floor. I'll never get out of here. Lisette watched the panel as the numbers flashed on then off, each number indicating that the elevator was one floor closer to her. A lock of blonde hair was hanging in front of her eyes. As she brushed it away, her hand passed under her nose. Wow, is that my pussy? I smell like a bitch in heat. What the hell, I am a bitch in heat. I wonder if anyone else can smell me? I'll never hear the end of this. Why is this happening? I haven't had a drink in over three years! Oh god, I need some cock.

Lisette was startled back to reality by the sound of the elevator bell. The door opened and out stepped the only passenger--Craig, the eighteen-year-old mailroom boy--pushing a cart laden with envelopes and packages. Lisette held the door open for Craig as he pushed his cart out of the elevator car. Once he was through, Lisette stepped past him and reached for the panel. Lisette pushed the button for the first floor. Just as the door was starting to close, she looked up and saw Craig standing just in front of the ladies room door, peering into his mail cart. Without even thinking, she jumped out of the car and headed in the direction of the restroom.

"Come with me," Lisette said, dragging Craig by the arm into the ladies room.

"What?" Craig blurted, too stunned to think clearly. "No--wait. I can't go in here. What are you doing?"

"Shhhh. Be quiet. Don't say anything. I need your help with something."

"But..."

"Shhhh."

Lisette closed the door and locked it. She was thankful that the building management had installed locks on all of the ladies' room doors. The only men's room with a lock was on the first floor.

"Craig, listen carefully. I need for you to do something for me. And I need for you to promise that you won't tell anyone about it. Not anyone. Ever."

"Well, what is it? What do you want? What can I do for you, in here?"

Lisette walked up to Craig and pressed her body against his, pinning him against the vanity. She put one finger on his mouth, and said, "First, I need for you to stop talking."

She placed one hand on Craig's wrist, and the other on the hem of her skirt. She pulled her skirt up to her waist, and placed Craig's hand on her panties, directly over her pussy.

"I need some help with this," she whispered into his ear while moving his hand up and down against her crotch. "Can you help me, Craig? I promise it will be worth your while."

Lisette let go of her skirt and pulled her panties away from her body. She tucked Craig's hand inside her panties and rubbed it in her juicy slit. She let go of his hand and reached for the front of his pants. Lisette unbuckled his belt, unfastened his pants, and pulled his zipper down. She reached into Craig's underwear and pulled out his erect cock.

"Can you help me, Craig? Is there anything I can do to convince you?"

Lisette slowly dropped to the floor, pulling Craig's pants and underwear to his ankles as she descended. She wrapped one hand around his shaft and cupped his balls in her other hand. Just as she was moving her mouth toward the head of Craig's cock, he started bucking his hips and shooting cum in her direction. The first--and largest--blast hit her on the cheek. The second caught her nose. Lisette managed to open her mouth and catch the rest of his ejaculation as she closed her lips around the head of Craig's spurting cock.

A full spectrum of emotions washed over Lisette in that instant. Her first response was shock. This was her first exposure to premature ejaculation. When she realized what had happened, she felt disappointment that quickly gave way to anger. But as she guzzled the last of Craig's jizz and felt no slackening in his erection, Lisette's anger was replaced by compassion, which led once again to desire.

"I-I'm sorry," Craig burbled. "I d-didn't expect that..."

"It's ok," Lisette said, cutting off his apology. "You've still got a nice piece of wood here. We can try it again."

Lisette stood up, straddled Craig's cock, and rubbed her crotch back and forth on his length. Craig responded immediately by humping back and forth. The feeling of Lisette's smooth thighs squeezing his shaft and her slick pussy lips sliding back and forth was the best sensation he had ever felt in his life. He held on to her hips while thrusting back and forth with increasing speed.

"Slow down, stud," Lisette implored. "Aren't you going to take my panties off, first?"

"Right, of course," Craig stammered. "I'm sorry."

It suddenly occurred to Lisette that, despite wielding the equipment of a full-grown man, Craig might have been lacking in the experience department. He was, after all, only one year out of high school, and he did not possess what could be called a gregarious personality. That probably explained his trepidation.

Lisette reached down and put Craig's hands on the sides of her panties, then with her hands over his, started to push them downward. She planted a deep, forceful kiss on his mouth. She let go of his hands when he pushed them far enough for gravity to drop them the rest of the way to the floor.

Stepping out of her panties, Lisette broke away from Craig, stood next to him at the vanity, and bent herself at the waist so that her face and chest were flush with the counter top. She spread her legs wide, bent slightly at the knees, and wiggled her ass at Craig.

"Take me, stud. Fuck me like you've always dreamed about fucking me."

Lisette's words were true, but Craig knew that they were just as true about more than two dozen women in this building. He masturbated every night while fantasizing that he was fucking one or two or even three of his office babes. There were gorgeous, fuckable women in nearly every department and on every floor of this office tower. Of course, the only female who ever gave him the time of day was Marcy, the eighteen-year-old receptionist on the first floor, but all the hot babes in the building had starring roles in his masturbatory fantasies at least once per week. None, however, were the object of his lust more often than Lisette.

Craig stood behind Lisette and aimed his swollen cock at the crease between her butt cheeks. He put his cock in the crack of her ass and pushed. Instead of feeling the glorious sensation of Lisette's moist, velvet-like vagina, he met only resistance. He backed up and then pushed forward a second time. Again he met resistance. He was getting a little frustrated as he backed up for a third stab at Lisette's slit, when he felt something grabbing his shaft and pulling him forward. His cock head hit something warm and moist. That's when he realized that Lisette had reached between her legs and was guiding his shaft home.

"Now push it," Lisette whispered.

Craig pushed forward and felt the most glorious experience of his life. His cock sank halfway into Lisette's vagina before refusing to go further. He pushed again, but nothing happened.

"Back up and push it again, sweetie," Lisette cooed.

Craig rocked his hips backward, then pushed forward. His cock sank almost all the way into Lisette's tunnel. He rocked one more time and thrust forward. This time, he was all the way inside her.

"Now fuck me, baby," Lisette urged. "Fuck me good."

Craig was inexperienced, but he was a quick learner. It took him only three more thrusts to find the right angle of attack and the proper length of his stroke. In less than a minute he felt as though he had been doing that all of his life. He knew he was doing it right because each stroke produced a level of pleasure that topped the previous stroke. But more than that, the reaction of the beautiful woman he was plowing into confirmed the efficacy of his technique.

"Yes, Craig. Yes. That's it, baby, fuck me. Fuck me Craig. Your big cock feels so good. Fuck me Craig, fuck me."

He never thought of his cock as being all that big, but if an experienced older woman like Lisette said it was, well, what did he know, anyway? All he knew was that he--Craig the mailroom boy--was banging one of the hottest women in the entire building, and she was loving it.

Lisette was gliding from one orgasm to another. There was no nuance or skill to Craig's technique, but he made up for his lack of style with sheer enthusiasm. When Craig's concentration wandered, Lisette brought him back by grunting a little louder and thrusting her ass back into his groin. Craig responded like clockwork; each time he grabbed her hips a little tighter and began pumping faster and harder. I could train him to be my personal fucktoy. I've had bigger cocks before, but if I teach him to use it on me properly...

Craig felt as though his entire body was going to explode. Instinct took over, and he began pumping into Lisette harder and harder. He was no longer hearing her. He wasn't aware of anything except the explosion that would be detonating any second. Oblivious to his surroundings, he pumped and pumped. His hips were a blur as he thrust in and out. He had jacked off countless times in the past, but never before had he felt anything so amazing. His first ejaculation with Lisette had come on so suddenly that he could not remember feeling anything prior to the eruption. But this feeling was exceeding the sum of pleasurable moments he had experienced in his entire life. And it kept getting better.

Lisette lost count of the number of orgasms that wracked her lithe body. Each was pleasurable, but not one was of the magnitude she was seeking. She rubbed her clit faster and faster, doing everything she could to enhance the feeling of Craig's cock in her pussy. She felt another orgasm come and go. She felt her juice streaming down her thigh. She felt still another orgasm approaching, but she knew that it, too, would be insufficient. She could once again see the elusive peak that towered above all others, but she was unable to scale it.

Craig pounded into Lisette as hard as he could. He felt his body begin to shake, then an explosion went off in his mind. A surge of pure pleasure shot from the back of his brain and exploded in his balls. He felt a torrent of sperm race up his cock and spray the inside of Lisette's pussy. He continued thrusting as spurt after spurt of cum shot out of his cock. He heard his body smacking against Lisette, the sound of skin on skin eclipsing the wet sound of fluids splashing against invading flesh. His body slowed, and he heard Lisette crying.

"No! Not yet! Don't cum!"

Craig had no response. He was totally and completely sated. He could not conceive of the notion that Lisette's need remained unvanquished.

"No. Fuck me, you bastard. Fuck me."

Craig was more confused than he had been when he entered the ladies room thirty minutes earlier. He was feeling better than he had ever felt at any point in his young life, yet the pride and self-respect that had swollen inside him mere minutes ago was rapidly deflating. He simply could not understand how Lisette could be experiencing any feeling other than the bliss he felt.

"More. Please, fuck me more."

Craig responded to Lisette's urgent pleas in the only manner he could. He resumed pumping her slippery cunt. His cock, however, was no longer interested. Despite thrusting in and out of Lisette, Craig felt his erection diminishing. After four more half-hearted thrusts, he was no longer stiff enough to penetrate her.

"Fuck me. I'm not finished yet."

"I can't. I'm sorry. I just can't go any more."

"Then find me someone who can. Go find me a hard cock that can finish what you started."

"I have to get back to work."

"You have to finish fucking me, mail boy. Or find me a man who can do the job."

"Who?"

"Who's on this floor?"

"Just accounting and IT. And I can't even get into accounting. I just leave everything for them in a basket outside the door."

"Then go to IT. Get Nathan. If he's not there, bring back Irwin."

Craig dressed, washed his hands, and left. Lisette washed the dried cum that was crusted on her face, wiped up the semen that was dripping from her pussy, and waited. Her panties were soaked, so she threw them in the wastebasket and covered them with hand towels. After five long minutes had elapsed, she sat on a toilet and resumed masturbating. Ten minutes and one small orgasm later, Lisette realized that Craig was not returning with another cock. He was not returning at all.

With the need still burning insider her, Lisette walked to the door and peeked out. Seeing no one in the hallway, she exited the restroom and walked at a brisk pace in the opposite direction from accounting. She had never been in the IT office before, but she had been to accounting and she knew that IT was not located in that wing of the building. Rounding a corner, she peered through a window and saw a single figure sitting in front of the largest flat panel monitor she had ever seen in her life. Figures. The computer geeks hoard the best equipment and keep it to themselves.

"Hello, Irwin," Lisette announced as she closed the door behind her. "I have a problem and I need some immediate attention."

"What's your ticket number?"

"I don't have a ticket number."

"That's strange. When did you submit your service request?"

"I haven't submitted a service request."

"Ms. ... Berenger is it?

"Yes. You can call me Lisette."

"Ms. Berenger, you know the procedure. Unless your computer fails to boot, you are required to access the 'help' screen and fill out a service request form. Once we receive the service request, Nathan or I will run a diagnostic and assign a ticket number. Until you get a ticket number, we are unable to repair your unit."

Lisette walked over to Irwin's chair, leaned over his desk, and whispered into his ear.

"I never said the problem was with my computer."

Irwin shuffled his feet in an attempt to back away, but there was nowhere for him to go. Lisette spun his chair around so that he was looking directly into her face.

"I...don't understand," Irwin stammered.

"I have a problem, Irwin, and it seems that you are the only one who can help me with it. Will you help me, Irwin?"

Lisette leaned over Irwin's rigid body and grazed her lips against his neck. Irwin did not move, but his breaths became shorter. Lisette put one knee on Irwin's thigh. When she was sure that he would not push her away, she put the other knee on his other thigh and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I need you Irwin. I need you to help me with my problem. Will you help me? Please?"

Lisette removed one arm from Irwin's neck and reached between his legs. She was pleased to find his cock fully erect and straining against the confines of his pants.

Twenty-seven year old Irwin Shanahan had been working at the firm since he received his master's degree in computer science four years earlier. In those four years, none of the women in the firm had ever spoken to him unless it involved a computer problem. He didn't really need to talk to those women, however, to learn more about them than anyone could have suspected. As system administrator, he had unfettered access to every computer in the building--including the laptops used by the senior partners. When he got bored, he could pull up a virtual replica of every screen on the network. He knew exactly who accessed porn, who spent all day on Facebook, who was shopping on eBay, and who was playing fantasy football. He had access to every e-mail that originated in or was destined for the office, whether through the company system or through an internet based program. As a result, he knew who was having an affair, who was looking for a new job, who was having financial difficulties, how much everyone made, and how they spent it.

Irwin never intended to use this information maliciously. Rather, he was just intensely curious about his coworker's private lives, due in no small part to the fact that his own private life was so boring.

Nothing that Irwin had ever accessed pertaining to Lisette Berenger, however, could have prepared him for the shocking position in which he now found himself. He realized that if he could somehow overcome his catatonia and force his mouth to speak, there was a fifty-one percent probability that he would shed his virginity that afternoon. Of course, that also meant there was a forty-nine percent probability that he was on the verge of suffering the cruelest joke anyone had ever played on him.

Lisette straightened her torso and rubbed her chest on Irwin's face. It was a gesture that would have been more effective if she had any breasts to speak of, but Lisette correctly guessed that the IT administrator did not get so much female attention that he would complain about her diminutive bosom.

"Help me, please. Irwin?"

"L-let's g-go to the lab."

"Where's the lab?"

The last thing Lisette wanted to do was to go wandering around the building.

"It's back there," Irwin said, nodding his head toward a door in the back corner of the office. "We'll be safer in there. If we stay here, anyone could see us through that window."

Lisette climbed off Irwin's lap and walked toward the lab. Irwin opened the door and led Lisette into a room with outdated computers, monitors, and other equipment stacked along two of the walls. There were several tables loaded with machines in various states of disrepair. There were a few chairs at some of the tables, and one long bench that was loaded with small boxes. Another door was located at the far end of the room.

Lisette turned off the light switch as she followed Irwin into the room. A long, narrow window on the northern side of the room allowed sufficient light so that no one would trip.

"Does this door lock?"

"Yes."

"Don't you think you should lock it?

"It doesn't matter. Nathan and I are the only ones who would come in here, and he has his own key."

"What's behind that door?"

"That's where the servers are located. We keep that door closed because the temperature in there needs to be below sixty-five degrees."

"Then I guess it looks like we're all alone?"

"Y-yes."

Irwin's nervousness returned. He felt his heart beating out of control in his chest. This was the moment of truth. Either he was going to lose his virginity, or he was about to be pranked.

Lisette walked to the table with the least amount of clutter and bent at the waist. She placed her face against the hard, flat surface, bent her knees slightly, and spread her feet apart. She reached back, grabbed the hem of her skirt, and flipped it over her ass.

Irwin nearly choked when he saw Lisette's naked, perfectly formed butt cheeks. Looking lower, he saw that her pussy lips were moist and open, inviting him to enter.

"Fuck me, Irwin. I need that big hard dick of yours. Fuck me, baby."

Irwin unzipped his pants and dropped them to his knees. He decided that if were going to be pranked, he would at least try to get his dick wet first. He reached into his underwear and pulled out his cock, fully erect and ready for its first taste of pussy.

"C'mon baby, fuck me. I need you."

Unable to tolerate any further delay, Lisette reached between her legs and grabbed Irwin's shaft. She rubbed the head against her slit while pushing her ass backward. The sensation of a hard shaft pressing against her wet lips sent a shiver up her spine.

"That's it baby, put it in me. Fuck me with that big dick."




Her Hunger Ch. 03



Irwin had watched enough porn to know that his dick was average, at best. Nonetheless, Lisette's verbal inspiration made him feel as though he were hung like John Holmes. Irwin thrust his hips forward, piercing Lisette's tender feminine grotto with surprising ease. All of his research led him to believe that he would face considerable resistance, but the facility with which he found his cock buried in Lisette's slick tunnel caused him to momentarily overlook the fact that he was actually inside a woman's pussy for the first time in his life. That fact quickly reasserted itself when he felt Lisette rocking her hips back and forth, causing her pussy to slide along the length of his prick. The sensation of a real live female surrounding his cock sent a wave of energy along every nerve in his body. His mind could not focus. Animal lust took over.

Acting according to a primal directive that he had never before encountered, Irwin grabbed Lisette's slender hips and began thrusting in and out. His thinking mind shut down completely; Irwin responded to the sensation that started at his groin and spread throughout his body. He inhaled the musky aroma exuding from Lisette's crotch. That scent ignited another primitive region of his brain, compelling Irwin to thrust in and out of Lisette with even greater ferocity. He was wholly oblivious to the universe around him.

"That's it stud. Fuck me baby, fuck me like that."

Lisette rocked back and forth, meeting every one of Irwin's thrusts with one of her own. The two pounded into each other with increasing violence. The smacking of their bodies smashing together echoed throughout the lab.

"That's it, baby, that's it. I love the way you fuck, Irwin. Do you fuck all the girls this way?"

"I... ugh! Don't know... ugh! You're... ugh... the first!"

Lisette was pleased with herself for discovering a vital, energetic cock. But as Irwin's thrusts became more insistent and his grunting more frequent, Lisette realized that he had no experience in pleasing a woman. He was operating entirely on instinct, and was more than likely lacking in self-control. Irwin was going to pound her until he ejaculated, and if she did not get the orgasm she needed first, then she would be out of luck. He probably could produce another erection, but Lisette had no way of knowing the extent of his downtime.

"That's good, baby, that's good. I want you to fuck me all afternoon."

"Ungh! Ok."

"Slow down a little, make it last all day."

"I... ungh... can't!"

The lab door opened, and a tall, mid-twenties male with long hair neatly tied in a ponytail walked through.

"Irwin, its Friday afternoon, let's spark one up! Hey! Dude!" the figure exclaimed. "What's going on in here?"

"Nathan! I... ungh...can't talk... ungh... now! I'm... ungh... busy!"

"I can see that, bossman. Who's your girlfriend?"

"Shut up...ungh ...Nathan!"

"Hey, I recognize her. She's one of the fourth floor pod princesses. Good job, bossman. Or, should I now call you 'the Duke of Dick'?"

"Just... ungh... get out!"

"No way. If you're gonna tap some princess pussy in the lab, then so am I."

Lisette had heard enough of this exchange. So long as Irwin continued his conversation with Nathan, his concentration suffered. As a result, Lisette's orgasm seemed to be drifting further and further away from her. She recognized the problem, and decided to turn the interruption to her advantage.

"Irwin, get off me. Nathan, take off your pants."

"But I'm not finished..."

"And you never will finish if you don't do as I say. Now, lay on this bench."

Irwin complied. He paused to take off his shoes and pants, then laid on top of the bench. His dick was standing straight up in the air. Lisette climbed on top of him, reached for his cock, and directed it toward her pussy. Once Irwin was firmly in place, she turned toward Nathan.

"Show me what you got."

Nathan walked around the bench and stood next to Lisette's head. His fully erect cock was about the same length as Irwin's, although Irwin's appeared to be just a little bit thicker. She reached for the cock, put it in her mouth, and gave Nathan a quick, sloppy blowjob. She pulled the cock out of her mouth. Long strands of saliva stretched from Lisette's mouth to Nathan's cock. She stroked it a few times to gauge the effect of the saliva, the put it in her mouth again. She pulled it out a second time and looked up at Nathan.

"Put it in my ass."

"Put it where?"

"In my ass--now!"

"So, the princess is really a nasty little butt slut. You're an evil princess, aren't you?"

"Shut up. Just fuck me."

Nathan stood over the bench, directly behind Lisette and Irwin. He squatted behind Lisette, placed the head of his cock against Lisette's asshole, and pushed.

"Oww! Slow down!"

Nathan backed up, rubbed his cock up and down against the crack of Lisette's ass, paused, and pushed again.

"Stop. Slow down. Push slowly."

Chastised twice already, Nathan realized that he was doing something wrong. He licked his right index finger, and then gently probed Lisette's anus with the tip. He surprised to discover exactly how tight that orifice felt, yet how easily it swallowed his finger once the tip penetrated the tight outer ring. He pushed the tip of his finger in to the first knuckle, pulled it back, then pushed it in again. Confident that he understood the mechanics of anal penetration, he pulled his finger out and replaced it with the head of his cock.

"Go ahead, put it in."

Nathan tilted his hips, then slowly pushed up and forward. For several seconds nothing happened. Nathan continued pushing with slow, steady pressure. Just as he was about to give up and resume probing with his finger, Lisette's anus opened and the head of Nathan's head popped through.

"That's it. Now you've got it."

He paused for a second, and then pushed again. Another inch of cock disappeared into Lisette's ass.

"Don't stop. Put it all the way in."

Nathan pushed again. This time his cock sank all the way to his balls.

"Now fuck me. Fuck my ass Nathan. Fuck it."

Nathan marveled at the tightness of Lisette's anal passage. He was no stranger to pussy, but ass fucking was an entirely new frontier for him. The velvety grip of Lisette's ass--and the rigid presence of Irwin's cock in Lisette's cunt, separated by mere millimeters of female flesh--were sensations that he had never before experienced. He was not thrilled to be so close to his boss's private parts, but the excitement of fucking one of the coveted pod princesses in the ass overpowered his inhibitions.   An orgasm exploded in the back of Lisette's brain the second that Nathan's cock discovered the depth of her bowels. She felt another one explode the second he pulled out to complete his first stroke. This is going to be delicious. Lisette had given her ass many times since that terrible night in the frat house, but never before had she experienced a double penetration. The sensations she felt as she flexed her hips up and down Irwin's shaft while Nathan slid his cock in and out of her ass were almost too exquisite for words. Every erogenous zone was on fire. Every nerve ending tingled. Every movement--no matter how slight--sent a surge of excitement from her crotch to her brain.

Lisette experienced a series of rapid-fire orgasms unlike any that she had every experienced before. She felt as though she had soared to a higher plane of reality, or rather, a higher plane of sexual satisfaction. The monumental orgasm she sought when she entered the lab seemed a mere foothill on the path she found herself climbing. Each orgasm was bigger and harder than the one that preceded it. And each successive orgasm was just a hint of the orgasm that followed.

"Mmmmmmm! Yessssss!" she screamed. "Don't stop fucking me!"

Lisette was oblivious to both Irwin and Nathan. Her entire universe consisted of three finite points: the cock stimulating her pussy, the friction of her clit grinding against Irwin's pubic bone, and the cock in her ass. Nothing else mattered. Those three parts of her body were producing more pleasure than she had ever felt before. Amazingly, she knew she was still a long way from reaching her apex.

"I'm... I'm..." Irwin stammered.

"Fuck me!" Lisette interrupted.

"I'm... cum..."

"Not yet!"

"I'm..."

"Don't stop!"

"I'm..."

"No!"

"Unghhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Unghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Irwin had tried his best to hold back, but there was nothing he could do. All his life he dreamt of burying his cock inside a girl and pounding her juicy pussy until he exploded in a torrent of white-hot jism. At no point, however, had he ever considered how to stop himself from cumming. In all of his fantasies, the girls begged him to fill their pussies with his semen. He was only too happy to oblige. It was a joyous occasion for everyone when his cock finally exploded.

It did not help matters, he realized, that he was lying flat on his back, pinned to the wooden bench by the weight of both Lisette and Nathan. He couldn't move his torso if he tried. He had no control over what happened.

Irwin's orgasm angered Lisette for a brief moment. But she quickly forgot about it when she realized that despite ejaculating, Irwin's erection remained constant. Her pussy was suddenly more slippery, but no less full.

Lisette slid back into her semi-conscious state of riding one orgasm to the next, each another step toward the ultimate climax that loomed over her like the moon on a cloudless night.

Nathan was dimly aware of warm fluid spraying his balls every time he thrust his cock into Lisette's ass. After several seconds he realized that his boss's semen was splashing onto his groin, and for a brief moment he was disgusted by the homoerotic overtones of that description. But when he looked down he only saw Lisette's lusciously rounded butt cheeks flaring out from his cock. That image immediately drove all other thoughts from his mind.

Irwin didn't know what to do with himself. He had just lost his virginity under circumstances that exceeded anything he could have imagined, but he was not permitted the opportunity to bask in the memory. The beautiful woman who had taken his virginity was still on top of him, with his cock still buried in her pussy. His assistant was on top of her, pounding her ass at an ever-increasing rate of speed. The matter was further complicated by the fact that the constant thrusting of Nathan's cock in and out of Lisette's ass was causing his own unflagging erection to reassert itself in a peculiar way. Irwin sensed that he was going to cum again.

"Fuck me, baby," Lisette urged, "fuck me good."

"Ungh! Oh yeah! Ungh!" Nathan responded.

"That's baby, you're hitting the spot. Keep fucking me just like that!"

"Yeah! Oh yeah! Mmmm! Yeah!"

"I'm cumming so good. Don't stop, baby, don't stop!"

Nathan knew he was close to exploding. He wanted to hold back, make it last a little longer, but Lisette kept urging him on. He couldn't fuck her with the intensity she craved and avoid ejaculating. His mind was on overload. He ran through the periodic table, he silently recited the laws of thermodynamics, he named the Greek gods and their Roman counterparts, he reviewed powers and attributes of his World of Warcraft characters, but nothing he did could distract him from the fuse that was lit in his groin and racing toward his brain. He pounded his cock in and out of Lisette's asshole faster and faster. He was oblivious to Irwin, who grunted under the combined weight of himself and Lisette with every thrust. He grabbed Lisette's hair and pulled, finding that he gained additional leverage as he pushed in and out of her ass.

"More! Don't stop! More!"

That was all he could take. Nathan felt a surge of cum shoot up from his balls, rush through his shaft, and explode in Lisette's tight ass. There was nothing more he could do to postpone it, so he allowed himself to enjoy the sensation of the most violent orgasm of his life. His body shook and his knees buckled as a torrent of semen shot out of his shaft and filled Lisette's bowels. He was still shooting cum when it started squirting out of her ass, running down her crack and drizzling over Irwin's balls.

"No! Don't stop! More! Fuck me, dammit, fuck me!"

Lisette was so close to the peak, but as Nathan slowed she felt the distance between herself and the apex suddenly increasing. She ground her clit into Irwin's groin and rocked her hips along Nathan's shaft, but she felt his erection subsiding at an alarming rate.

"Fuck me, dammit! Fuck me! Fuck my ass! I'm close! So close!"

Nathan wanted to oblige the princess, but he knew he was spent. Having cum so hard and with so much intensity, he knew that his recovery time would be longer than usual. His rapidly softening cock slid from Lisette's ass and hung from his groin, a limp noodle in a matted tangle of pubic hair.

"Alright, he's done, but you can still give me what I need, can't you?" Lisette said, squeezing her cunt muscles for emphasis. "Fuck me Irwin. I want to cum some more. Fuck me baby, make me cum."

There was nothing Irwin could do. The wooden bench resisted his attempts to buck his hips. He wanted to explain that fact to Lisette, but his mind could not form the words. Despite his immobility, he felt another orgasm calling from the back of his brain. Once again, however, it would be produced and controlled by Lisette's movements.

"Fuck me baby, make me cum. Make me cum, Irwin, make me cum."

Lisette rocked her hips and ground her clit in a futile attempt to regain the plateau she had attained prior to Nathan's ejaculation. She fucked Irwin with all the intensity of a lioness taking down her prey. She rocked and ground and rode Irwin like a jockey in the Kentucky Derby, but all her efforts could produce were a series of minor thrills. The ultimate climax was beyond the horizon, and despite her best efforts, she could not bring herself any closer to conquering it.

"Fuck me Irwin. I need it. I need to cum. Fuck me baby. Fuck me."

Irwin was already resigned to the fact that he was entirely at Lisette's mercy. Her appetite exceeded not only his capacity, but his imagination, as well. Lisette had already devoured both Nathan and himself, and yet she still demanded more. Irwin realized that nothing he could do would satisfy her. She was too much woman for him.

"Please, Irwin, please. Fuck me."

Lisette was becoming restless. Together, Irwin and Nathan had nearly driven her to the peak she craved. Alone, however, they were both entirely inadequate for her purposes. Neither was capable of providing her a memorable thrill.

"Nathan, if you can't fuck me, then go find me someone who can."

"I just..."

"That wasn't enough."

"Well, wait a few minutes..."

"I can't wait. I need to cum now."

"Who do you want..?"

"I don't care. Anyone with a hard cock that knows how to use it."

"Anyone?"

"Are you fucking kidding me? I said 'anyone.' Now, go!"

Nathan pulled his pants up and disappeared through the main door to the IT office. As the door slammed shut, Lisette resumed her assault on Irwin's cock.

"Can you cum for me again, Irwin?"

"I don't know."

"If you make me cum, I promise I'll make you cum harder than you've ever cum in your life."

"I don't know if I can."

"What? Cum again or make me cum?"

"Either. Both. What you said."

"Just relax, Irwin. I'll take care of both of us."

Lisette placed her hands on Irwin's chest and planted her feet firmly on the floor. Once she was sure of her position, she lifted her ass off Irwin's groin and started riding up and down on his shaft.

"Pinch my nipples!"

Irwin immediately slid his hands under Lisette's blouse and searched for her breasts. He was surprised to find that she had no breasts worthy of the name, but his exploring fingers quickly found her thick, firm nipples. He closed his fingers and pinched both of Lisette's nubs.

"Ahhhhhhh! Yes! Like that, Irwin. Just like that."

Lisette bounced up and down on Irwin's torso. She paid no attention to the grunts he made every time her body crashed down upon his. The liquid sound of the juices sloshing out of her cunt on every downward thrust failed to register. All of Lisette's awareness was focused on the crest that was rapidly approaching.

"Fuck me baby, make me cum!"

Lisette rode faster and faster, slamming her body onto Irwin's crotch over and over. Her thighs were burning from the exertion, but she continued to bounce up and down.

"Come on baby, cum with me!"

"Ungh!"

"That's it Irwin, fuck me, baby!"

"Ungh!

"Yes! Come on, you can do it!"

"Ungh!"

"Almost there, baby, I"m almost there!"

Suddenly, the lab door flew open. Nathan entered, trailed by a portly, forty-year-old black man in a uniform. Irwin looked in the direction of the door, and immediately his cock started to shrink.

"No!!! Not yet! I'm almost there!"

"I can't. We're busted."

"Fuck them. You need to make me cum."

By the time Nathan and the new arrival crossed the room, Irwin was already flaccid. Lisette was still bouncing on his groin, but his dick was hanging between his thighs.

"Hey princess, look what I brought you!"

Lisette looked up, flashing an angry look in Nathan's direction. Peering behind him, she noticed Carl-- one of the building security guards-- unzipping his starched blue pants. Lisette's eyes widened when she saw Carl whip out his thick cock. Even though it was still soft, Lisette's mouth watered as she estimated the full potential of the latest participant.

"Wow, Carl, that's a nice cock you have there," Lisette said. "That's exactly what I've been searching for all day."

"I can't believe you were telling the truth, Nathan," Carl said, nudging Nathan. "That is one smoking fine piece of ass you brought up here."

"Dude, I told you, we had a princess in the lab."

"Stop wasting time. Get over here and fuck me."

"See what I mean? She just wants to fuck."

Carl crossed the distance from the doorway to the bench. Lisette looked up, grabbed his cock, and stuck it in her mouth. He was fully erect in less than a minute.

"What did you fuckers use to drug her? This bitch is on fire."

"Wait until she's done with you," Nathan grinned.

"You mean, 'wait until I'm done with her.'"

"Just shut up and fuck me!"

Lisette climbed off Irwin's spent body, stood up, placed her hands on a table, and thrust her ass in Carl's direction.

"Fuck me Carl. Put that big dick in my pussy and fuck me. Make me cum, baby, make me cum."

Carl didn't need any more encouragement. Like the IT boys, he lusted after most of the girls that passed his guard desk a minimum of two times per day. He also made a habit of watching many of them through the high-resolution security cameras placed in every hallway in the building. But unlike the IT boys, he was not intimidated by the sexy young ladies. Carl flirted outrageously, and more than a few had responded to his flirtations. However, not one of the girls he fucked after hours in the basement supply room were anywhere close to perfection as Lisette.

"Are you ready for some of Carl's big dick?" Carl asked, slapping his cock against Lisette's ass. "Think you can handle all of it?"

"Shut up and put it in me!"

"Oh, I'm gonna put it in you alright. I'm gonna shove this big dick so far inside you it's gonna come out the back of your head."

"Do it. Now."

Carl placed the fat head of his dick against Lisette's pussy, grabbed her slim hips, and shoved. He was amazed that he buried his dick almost entirely inside Lisette with only a single thrust. Most girls required a little patience and a lot of manipulation to take the full shaft.

"Ungh! Yes! That's it. Now fuck me, baby, fuck me!"

Carl drew back and then thrust forward with even more force. He knew he had to be careful, due to the fact that he outweighed the little girl by over one hundred and fifty pounds. He didn't want to crush her or break the table. Nonetheless, she acted like she could take a pounding, and that suited his agenda just fine. Carl thrust forward with increasing speed, fucking Lisette as fast and as hard as he could.




Her Hunger Ch. 03



"Ungh! Yes! So good! You're fucking me so good!"

Lisette came as soon as Carl penetrated her, and she was on the verge of cumming less than two minutes later.

"Yes! That's it! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Lisette saw the peak approaching. Carl's thick cock was stretching her pussy and filling it in a way that it had never been filled before. It didn't bang into her cervix the way other big cocks had done in the past. It provided maximum friction without the pain that normally accompanied the serious pounding she was receiving from Carl.

"Ungh! Yes! Ungh!"

"You like that, don't you, little girl? You like Carl's fat dick?

"Yes! Don't stop!"

"You want more of Carl's dick?"

"Ungh! Yes!"

"You want my nut filling your tight little pussy?"

"Yes! No! Not yet!"

"Here it cums, little girl. Get ready for Carl's nut!"

"No! Don't cum yet! No!"

"Ungh! Yes! Mmmmmmmmm! That's it baby, take it all! Take Carl's nut!"

"No! Don't stop! Don't cum yet!"

Carl thrust a final time, then pulled Lisette against his crotch, impaling her on his throbbing dick. Jet after jet of cum erupted from his dick, squirting against Lisette's womb. Carl withdrew his cock, just as a torrent of semen rushed out of Lisette's cunt and flowed onto the floor.

"Mmmm, that was good, little girl, that was good. You've got some fine-ass pussy. I'll be happy to hit that again some time. Mmmmmm-mmm."

Carl backed away, pulled up his pants, and reached for his zipper.

"No! Damn you! Fuck me some more!"

"I can't do that, little girl, I have to get back to my desk. I've been gone for almost a half hour, and if I'm not back in eight minutes, I won't be back on Monday--or ever."

"Please. I need to cum."

"I'll tell you what I can do. Come to my desk around five-thirty. The building will be deserted by then. I'll give you all the dick you can handle."

"I doubt it. Anyway, I need to cum now. Fuck me. Please."

"Take her with you, Carl," Irwin interjected. "Nathan and I have to get back to work."

"Nobody's leaving until I'm finished," Lisette demanded. "Somebody step up and fuck me. Did the three of you turn gay all of a sudden?"

"Carl, I'm serious." Irwin looked directly at Carl. "She has to go."

"Alright." Carl put his hand on his chin. "This is what I can do. I'll take her with me and stash her in the supply room. You guys find her someone to keep her busy until five-thirty. Send him to the basement. I'll take over from there."

"Who are we supposed to send down there?"

"I don't know. It shouldn't be hard. Just about any guy in the office would hit that shit if he had a chance. Anyway, you guys should know someone who hasn't had any pussy in a long time. Send some of your geek friends."

"Guys! Stop! I'm not going anywhere. The three of you can take turns fucking me--right here, right now."

"I'm sorry, Lisette, but you can't stay here. Nathan and I have to finish a critical system update. It was fun, but you have to go."

"Please!"

"No."

"C'mon, little girl, you're coming with me." Carl said as he lifted Lisette off the table and handed her purse to her. "These guys will find you another dick. Right guys?"

"How are we supposed to do that? We have work to do. We aren't the office pimps."

"Pick someone out, and send an e-mail to his desk. Tell him to check with me at the guard desk. I'll handle it from there. Don't forget to delete the e-mail and response from the system. Can you do that much, at least?"

"Yes," the two IT techs answered in unison.

"Promise?"

"Yes."

"Alright, little girl, let's go."

Carl grabbed Lisette's hand and dragged her to the door. A stream of cum ran down her left leg as she walked out of the lab.

"Let's hurry, Carl, I don't want to miss whoever they send down there."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you."

Carl released Lisette's hand as the two of them stepped into the empty hallway.

"We're gonna have to go down in separate elevators," Carl advised. "You step into that restroom and don't come out until I'm gone. Then, take the next elevator to the basement. Wait in the supply room until someone shows up."

"Thank you , Carl. And by the way, you're a helluva good fuck."

"We aren't finished, little girl. I'll check in on you at five-thirty. If you're still there, we'll start on round two."

Lisette unlocked the restroom and entered for the third time that day. She stood with her ear pressed against the door. As soon as she heard the elevator open and then close, she exited the restroom and pressed the down button on the elevator panel. A short time later another car appeared. She stepped inside and pushed the button that said 'Basement.'

The elevator descended to the last floor. The doors opened into a narrow hallway. This was only her second trip to the basement, but she remembered that if she turned left, the hallway led to the loading docks and the service area. To the right were the supply room and the mail room. Looking up, she noticed the security camera. She waved and blew a kiss, hoping that Carl was viewing that camera on one of his monitors.

Lisette found the supply room, slid her ID card through the card reader, waited for the 'click', then pushed the door open. The supply room was rather large, as it contained not only the standard assortment of pens, pencils, ink cartridges, computer paper, etc., but it was also used to store broken and surplus furniture. Lisette made a path through several obsolete desks and broken chairs, stopping when she rounded a corner and found an old leather sofa with a missing cushion. Cozy little setup Carl has down here. She sat on the sofa and waited.

She tried to remain still, but after five minutes her patience eroded. She reached under her skirt and started flicking her clit, wondering how long it would be until someone arrived to fill the void between her thighs. She diddled her clit with one hand and pinched her nipples with the other, but the sensations were minimal. She needed a cock inside her, and she had an idea where to find one.

Just as she stood up, she heard the locking mechanism click. A second later, the door opened.

"Hello," a male voice called. "Ms. Berenger? Are you in here?"

"I'm over here."

Lisette could not identify the voice, but when the approaching footsteps rounded the corner, she recognized the face as belonging to a junior executive on the third floor. Tall, with brown hair cut close to his head and rather handsome, he was exactly what she needed.

"Hi, Ms. Berenger, I'm Zach Windom. Carl told me to meet you here."

"Hi Zach. Do you know why Carl sent you here?"

"He said...umm ...well ...that you ...umm..."

"Need to be fucked?"

"Uh, yeah, more or less."

"Is that why you're here? Did you come down here to fuck me?"

"Well, that's what Carl said. I don't know, I mean..."

"Do you want to fuck me, Zach?"

"I..umm ... I suppose."

"It's a yes or no question, Zach. Do you want to fuck me? Yes or no?"

"Yes."

"Then say it."

"Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes I want to fuck you."

"Then shut up and fuck me."

Lisette lay back on the sofa, pulled her skirt up to her waist, and spread her legs as wide as possible. Zach stared at her shaved pussy and gulped.

"What are you waiting for?"

"I..."

"Open your pants, Zach. Take out your cock. Fuck me."

"Ok."

"Now, Zach."

A light suddenly went on in Zach's brain. He opened his pants, dropped them to the floor, pulled down his underwear, and climbed onto the sofa between Lisette's thighs. Lisette reached for his cock and pulled him toward her hungry pussy. As soon as he felt contact with her warm, moist slit, he pushed.

"Ungh! Yes! Fuck me, Zach. Fuck me hard."

There was nothing special about Zach's cock, but it possessed all the qualities Lisette required at that moment: it was hard and it was buried inside her. She had a mild orgasm as soon as he penetrated her. She was determined to squeeze several more out of the reluctant junior executive's cock.

Zach's reticence was due to the fact that he had just become engaged the previous month. Cheating on his fiancee was the last thing he wanted to do, but her insistence that she remain a virgin until their wedding night had left him vulnerable. He was far from a virgin himself, but it had been over a year since his dick had sniffed pussy. The e-mail from the IT department offering a solution to his 'involuntary celibacy' problem sent him warily to the guard desk. His last reservoir of self-control evaporated when Lisette spread her legs for him.

Lisette wrapped her arms around Zach's neck and pulled his face to hers. She planted a deep kiss on his mouth, while wrapping her legs around his back. She wanted to draw him in as deep as possible, and hold onto him in case he changed his mind.

"Fuck me Zach," Lisette whispered. "Make me cum."

The last image Zach held of his pretty, virginal fiancee dissolved from his mind. His dick tasted pussy, and it wanted more. Lisette was thin, light-skinned, young, blonde and pretty. If someone had set out to test his faithfulness, Lisette would have been the perfect temptation.

"Your cock feels so good, Zach. Don't stop fucking me. Don't ever stop fucking me."

Zach wanted to please the siren, so he tried his best to prolong his erection. Fortunately, his celibacy did not require him to abstain from masturbation. He had a good long session the night before, and he managed to squeeze off a quick one before he got out of bed that morning. As a result, he was confident that his staying power would be sufficient to deliver the satisfaction Lisette deserved.

Lisette felt another orgasm approaching, but it was not going to be the ultimate climax that she craved. Zach was trying his best to be a considerate lover, but Lisette realized she was going to have to do more to bring out the beast lurking inside him.

"Fuck me, Zach. Fuck me harder. C'mon baby, fuck me harder."

Zach increased his tempo.

"That's it, baby, fuck me harder."

Zach reached underneath Lisette, grabbed an ass cheek in each hand, and pulled her toward him. He used the increased leverage to provide additional force to each thrust.

"Deeper, baby, deeper. Fuck me deeper."

Zach was running out of options. He let go of Lisette's ass cheeks, put her ankles on his shoulders, and leaned forward. He felt the head of his cock bottoming out inside Lisette's pussy, and knew that he was as deep as he could go.

"Ungh! Yes! Like that! Fuck me baby, fuck me!"

Zach was thrusting as hard, as fast, and as deep as he could. He felt his body tingling. His balls tightened. He knew his orgasm was approaching, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. He pounded his groin against Lisette, thrusting his throbbing cock in and out of her juicy cunt. He had never fucked anyone with this much abandon. His body was on fire. His starched white dress shirt was slathered in perspiration as he thrust in and out of Lisette. He fucked her with an animal-like ferocity, as he urged his body to perform to her desires.

Lisette felt her orgasms approach, one after another, in rapid succession. Each set off a small explosion in her brain. Each brought her a little higher than the last. Each left her craving more. Lisette felt Zach's body begin to twitch, and she knew he wasn't going to last much longer.

"Don't cum yet!"

"I can't ...!"

"Not yet!"

"I'm......!

"No!"

"I...!

"Not yet!"

"Ungggggggghhhhh!"

"No!"

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

"Don't stop fucking me!"

"I'm.... cumming!"

"Don't stop!"

"I....."

"Fuck me!"

"I'm done."

"No!"

Zach rolled off Lisette and collapsed on the sofa. A long sticky strand of cum was dripping from his rapidly shrinking cock as he lay on the sofa, breathing heavily.

"That was so good. So good. You are so good, Lisette. It's been so long."

"You're not done."

"I am done. I would stay down here all afternoon if I could, but I have to get back to my desk."

"Don't go. Fuck me again. Please."

"I can't."

"Please. I need it."

"We can do this again next week. Hell, we can do it every Friday, if you want."

"Now, Zach. I need it now."

"Lisette, I can't. I have to get back to my desk."

"Please."

"I can't."

"Then find me someone who can."

"What?"

"Find someone else who can come down here and fuck me."

"Who?"

"I don't fucking care who it is. Are you that dense? It can't be that hard. Just find me someone. You have to know someone else who would fuck me."

"Let me think. I have an idea. Wait here."

Zach pulled his pants up and started toward the door.

"Are you really going to send someone else?"

"Yes."

"Promise?"

"Yes."

"Hurry."

"I will."

Zach rounded the corner and disappeared. A second later Lisette heard the door close and then the lock engaged. Once again she was alone with her needy cunt. She looked around the storeroom for something that would better serve as a better dildo than her hairbrush, but found nothing of the appropriate size and shape. She started a mental list of the men in the office, rating them on a scale from one to ten in their likelihood of giving her the satisfaction she craved. She ruled out anyone older than forty-five, as well as anyone under thirty. Without realizing what she was doing, Lisette jammed three fingers of her right hand inside her cunt, pinched her nipples between her thumb and index finger of her left hand, all while creating unclothed images of the remaining men on her list.

Lisette was jolted out of her fantasy by the sound of the lock mechanism releasing, followed by the door opening and closing.

"Hello? Is there anyone here?" a male voice called from around the corner.

Lisette did not recognize the voice, so she remained silent.

"Anyone? Hello?"

The sound of footsteps approaching the makeshift nook filled the room. A head peered around the corner. It belonged to a medium height, mid-thirties blonde male in a dark suit. Lisette did not recognize the face, so she reached for a cushion and placed it over her crotch.

"Wow, Zach wasn't lying. He told me that I would find you down here waiting for me."

"And you are...?"

"Derek. Derek Rose. What's going on here? Zach Windom told me that you were down here and that I should come and see you right away."

"Are you and Zach good friends?"

"More or less. We both started working here around the same time. We go to lunch together most days, and once in a while we have a beer together after work."

"Well, Derek, I think you have a very good friend in Zach. How many of your friends have ever set you up with a horny girl who wanted to fuck your brains out?"

"Is this a joke?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?"

Lisette threw the cushion to the side and spread her thighs. Her skirt rode up, revealing her naked pussy.

"Fuck me Derek. Fuck me hard and long. Make me cum. Can you make me cum, Derek?"

Derek did not need a second invitation. He dropped his pants and joined Lisette on the sofa. Despite sporting a serviceable erection, Derek bent down to lick Lisette's pussy. Lisette blocked him, reaching for his necktie and pulling him on top of her.

"We don't have time for that, Derek. I need your cock inside me."

Derek was happy to comply. He fucked Lisette for over a half hour, changing positions several times in the process. Eventually, his stamina was exhausted and he had no choice but to dump his load inside her. Lisette was disappointed again. Before she would let go of him, Lisette persuaded Derek to locate another stud for her.

Over the next three hours a steady stream of men rode the elevator to the basement, entered the storeroom, and fucked the young blonde woman in the back. Each left promising to send someone else as a replacement. Men ranging in age from twenty-two through fifty-four took a turn. Many of the men were names that Lisette had added to her mental list, but some would have been rejected out of hand were she not so obsessed.

All of the men came and left quickly. Some were done in less than five minutes; others lasted as long as twenty. None, however, was able to satisfy Lisette's ravenous pussy.

At five o'clock the building started to empty. Lisette was still on her hands and knees ten minutes later, getting hammered from behind by a young, college-aged boy who was working in the office as an unpaid intern. His performance was energetic, though somewhat unpolished. Lisette was trying to finish him off so that she could send him back to locate another recruit. She estimated that she had time for one more volunteer before Carl returned. If she did not reach her goal by then, everyone would be gone and she would have to somehow make her way home in her desperate condition.

Lisette did not hear the electronic lock click open, but the intern--Ernesto--heard it and froze. Lisette would not be dissuaded from her goal. She rocked her ass backward and squeezed, trying her best to complete the act and coax the seed from Ernesto's cock.

The door opened and closed. Lisette heard that noise and assumed that Carl was arriving early. Heavy footsteps echoed throughout the storeroom. Lisette rocked faster, hoping to finish off Ernesto in time for Carl to take his place.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON BACK HERE!!?" a voice boomed from around the corner.

Lisette recognized that voice. It belonged to Mr. Stewart, her supervisor.

Ernesto gasped, then jumped up and backed away from Lisette. He was too late. Jets of cum erupted from his cock as he tried to pull up his pants. Mr. Stewart rounded the corner as the last spurt splashed onto the floor.

"You!" Mr. Stewart pointed in Ernesto's direction. "Clean out your desk and get the fuck out of here. If you are still here in fifteen minutes, I'm calling the police."

Ernesto pulled up his pants and fled. Mr. Stewart watched him leave, then turned toward Lisette.

"I thought you went home sick?"

"I never left."

"Would you mind explaining to me what is going on here? Ms. Hayes noticed all the traffic entering the storeroom this afternoon and assumed someone was selling drugs down here."

"How did she know who was coming and going?"

"Everyone who enters has to swipe a badge to unlock the door. If more than four people pass through in less than an hour, a report is automatically generated and e-mailed to her box. Sixteen people have been in here this afternoon. Somehow, your name was not on the list. That makes seventeen.

"What has been going on in here?"

"Mr. Stewart."

"Yes."

"Sir."

"Get on with it."

"There's really no way to explain."

"You had better start explaining. And by the way, you're fired also. You have until six o'clock to get your things and get out."

"In that case, maybe it would be easier to just show you."

Lisette reached for his zipper. Just as she grabbed the tab and started to pull it downward, Mr. Stewart grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away.

"What do you think you're doing? Do you actually think if you suck my cock I'll let you keep your job?"

"I don't care about my job. And I don't want to suck your cock. I want you to fuck me."

"Get out of here."

"Please. Fuck me harder than you've ever fucked anyone before. Just fuck me and I'll go."

"I'm going to call building security."

"Fuck me first. Then call security. I don't care. I need you."

Mr. Stewart reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone.

"I'll fuck you better than anyone ever has in your entire life. You can do anything you want to me. Please."

Mr. Stewart scrolled through his phone book and stopped.

"Please. You can do things to me your wife would never let you do to her. I know there has to be something you want to try, something she won't give you. I'll suck your cock. You can cum in my face. I'll lick your balls. I'll eat your cum. You can fuck my ass. Do you want to fuck my ass? I'll do anything you want. Anything."