4 comments/ 33941 views/ 26 favorites Successful Interview By: Scot1234 John was not happy. In fact, he was very, very angry. He had prepared for weeks for this interview and that stupid woman had barely given him the time of day. She obviously hadn't looked at his previous experience nor his references from past employers or from his most recent deployment with the army. She seemed more interested in filing her nails and had even gone so far as to tease him. Slowly she had opened the top few buttons on her tight blouse, blaming the heat but knowing only too well that she was showing off much more cleavage than was appropriate for the situation. John couldn't complain about the view; the woman had an impressive pair of breasts and John would have been only to happy to feast his mouth on them just as he was feasting his eyes but he knew he would have no chance of getting the job if he made any kind of move like that. Not that she had given him any chance of getting the job even though he was perfect for it. As he made his way back on to the street, however, the heavens opened and he was about to be soaked. Checking in his briefcase, he groaned out loud when he realised he had left it in that bitch's office. Now he would have to go back to get it and probably miss his train as a result. No, John was not happy, not happy at all. He finally got back to her office just as everyone else seemed to be leaving for the day. Even the boy who had shown him into her office was nowhere to be seen. John smiled briefly to himself. The "boy" was probably at least eighteen years old and suddenly John felt every one of his forty years weigh heavily upon him. He made his way to her office door, noticing that there was still a light on and that the door was slightly ajar. Even better, he could hear voices so he knew someone was still there. Fingers crossed it wouldn't be her. He was about to knock when the voices became clearer; at least one voice did, the woman who had interviewed him, but it didn't sound like the words John expected to hear. "That's better. I knew I could teach you to lick my pussy. Now, make your auntie cum. Make me cum all over your face. If you do that, the job is yours." John was about to walk away when he thought for a moment. He had just been presented with an unexpected opportunity and he knew just how to take advantage of it. Taking out his phone, he switched it to video mode and began to change his life. The scene that greeted him when he silently inched open the door and peeked in would have graced any porn film that John had seen. Even though his cock was twitching he knew it was more important to ensure a perfect recording if his new plan was to succeed. The woman was now kneeling in front of her desk or, to be more precise, she was kneeling on either side of her nephew's head in front of her desk. Straddling the young lad's chest, her skirt was pulled up around her waist, her panties were nowhere to be seen and, since she was wearing black thigh-high stockings, she was grinding her pussy all over the boy's face. "That's right, Tom. Lick me, push your tongue right in. Drink all of your auntie's juices and I'll show you what it's like when a real woman cums." John couldn't believe his ears. No only was the bitch acting like a cheap whore in her own office, she was forcing her nephew to commit incest for her own gratification. This was dynamite and John concentrated on recording every word her filthy mouth uttered and every look of pure lust on her face. His own cock was straining for release by now but that would have to wait. Not for too long, though. "Oh, that's nice, Tom. Maybe I should tell my holier than thou sister what a good boy you've been licking your auntie's pussy. Maybe not, though. The uptight bitch has probably never even let a man look at her cunt. She would never understand just how good it feels. No, this will be our secret, Tom, and you can stop worrying about meat-heads like that last one. The job is yours if you want it. All you have to do is keep making me feel so good. Oh, that's real good, Tom. Keep doing that." John couldn't really see exactly what the lad was doing that was "real good" but he presumed from the woman's reaction that his tongue was now attacking her clit. What he did know was that he was the "meat-head" she was referring too and he vowed to make her pay for that remark. "Yes, Tom, Yes! That's it! You're making auntie cum. Yes! Yes! Yes!" John looked on, he and his camera, as the woman reached her climax on her nephew's tongue and rubbed her pussy roughly across his face. It was a wonder the boy could still breathe, thought John, but that wasn't his concern. All he needed was the evidence of her abuse of power. As her orgasm finally came to an end the woman fell forward, her hands resting on the carpet, her body totally spent. She didn't even notice when John stepped into the room so he thought he should announce himself. "Bravo," he applauded. "That was quite a show. I wonder who I can send the recording to." The woman jumped up in fright and the boy beneath her rolled on to his front, trying to see who was speaking and trying unsuccessfully to conceal the erection tenting the front of his trousers. As the woman tried to pull down her skirt to hide her naked pussy, John noticed her black panties were around the bottom of her right leg. "What a slut," he thought but only too aware it was her slutty ways that had now put him in charge. "What the hell are you doing back here?" she demanded. "Who do you think you are barging in to my office?" "Silence and stand still, you whore," he commanded in his best sergeant-major's voice. The woman was struck dumb by his tone. No one spoke to her like this, certainly not in her own office, but she was afraid of what this man might do next. She had to make sure he was bluffing about having recorded her indiscretion. Why didn't her fool of a nephew lock the door behind him? She would make him pay for that mistake. "I'm sorry," she quickly apologised. "Maybe there is something I can do for you. Maybe I can reconsider your application for the job. You didn't really record my little bit of fun with Tom, did you?" Ignoring her, John turned to her nephew. "You," he ordered. "Stand up." The boy struggled to his feet and stood trembling, his hands clasped before him, still trying to hide his erection. "How old are you?" John asked more kindly, aware that the young lad was probably terrified of him. "Eighteen, sir" "And this slut is really your auntie?" "Yes, sir. Auntie Clair is my mother's sister." "Is this the first time this has happened?" "No, sir," the boy blushed. "Auntie has been teaching my for a few weeks now but today was the first time she has ever done that." He had obviously never seen a woman orgasm before and he was still getting over the fact that it was he who had made her do it. "And does she tell you to do anything else?" "No, sir, although I've wanted to. I mean she's always teasing me by bending over in front of me and letting me see her panties or leaning forward when I'm sitting at my desk. I'm sure she doesn't mean it but I can see right down her blouse as she always has it open quite far." "Oh she means it, boy. She's just a tease but why don't you and I show her who's really in charge? I'm afraid I'll be taking the job you wanted from now on but, between us, I'm sure we can make your auntie pay for messing us around." "What do you mean you'll be taking the job?" asked Clair, stunned into action by the conversation between the two men. "Who do you think you are to march in here and start acting like you own the place?" "I'll tell you who I am, bitch. I'm the man who holds your future in my hands. I may not own this office but, from now on, I own you. Unless you want a recording of you riding your nephew's tongue sent to his mother and everyone else in this company, then you will do exactly as I say. Now not another word from you. "What do you say, Tom? Want to pay your auntie back for teasing you and not giving you the job?" Tom wasn't too bothered about the job as he had only agreed to work for his auntie to keep his mother happy. He was intrigued, however, as to what was going to happen next and what this stranger had in mind. "Yes, sir. Let's pay her back." "Tom!" exclaimed Clair in shock. John ignored her again. "Good lad, Tom. Now, you said you've seen down her blouse but have you seen her tits?" Tom shook his head, wondering if he was dreaming or whether all his fantasies about his sexy aunt were about to come true. Before Clair realised the danger she was in, John had grabbed her and wrapped his strong arms around her. She was pinned to his chest, helpless to defend herself. John spun her around, holding her arms down by her sides, and addressed her excited nephew. "Come over here, Tom; open her blouse." Tom nearly ran over to stand in front of his frightened aunt. Not daring to look her in the eye, he began to fumble with the remaining buttons on her blouse. "Please, Tom, don't do this. It's not right. I'm your aunt. You shouldn't be undressing me. Let me go and we'll say no more about it." "You didn't let a little incest stop you from using your own nephew earlier, did you, whore?" And with that John grew tired of Tom's efforts and ripped Clair's blouse open, the buttons flying to all sides of the room. Before she could react, he grabbed her black, lace-topped bra and ripped it apart, leaving it dangling uselessly in front of her. She hung her head in shame as she saw Tom staring at her full breasts, unable to deny or to hide how big her nipples had grown in the last few moments. She had always been the dominant one, in her office and in her bedroom but now this stranger was treating her the way she had always dreamed of being taken and she wondered how far he would go. "Why don't you touch them, Tom? There's nothing to be afraid of. Your auntie won't mind, will you, auntie Clair?" Clair didn't know what made her do it but she didn't really think she had much choice. If she was to rescue this situation and somehow recover that recording she would have to play along. She shook her head and steeled herself to be touched by her own nephew. As Tom hesitated, unsure just how far he could go, John lifted both her breasts and offered them to the younger man. He reached out and lightly touched her nipples, amazed at how big they were, amazed at how they seemed to grow even more in his touch. Clair squirmed at the feelings running through her but there was nothing she could do, nowhere she could go. "Try sucking them, Tom. I'm sure she'd like that, wouldn't you auntie Clair?" John asked in a mocking tone. Clair didn't answer but, instead, stood up straight, pushing her chest out, trying to show that she was proud of her breasts and that she was still in charge. Tom didn't care who was in charge. All he knew was that he was being presented with the first pair of naked tits he had ever seen in real life, his auntie's tits, and he was being invited to suck her nipples. Still not looking at her face, he leaned down slightly and took his auntie's nipples into his mouth, first one then the other. He didn't know how hard he was supposed to suck but the moans coming from his auntie were just like the ones he had heard when she sat on his face so he presumed he was doing something right. Clair couldn't help herself, her nipples had always been very sensitive and now they were being attacked by a young boy, her own nephew, while another man held her still. Her mind and her body were under attack from all sorts of emotions and all she knew was that her pussy was tingling like it never had before. "Very good, Tom. I told you she would like it. Now, you said you've seen her panties and we all know you've seen her cunt from very close quarters but have you seen her arse?" Clair shivered at the dirty words but also because she knew her backside was what she liked most about herself. She always drew admiring looks from the men in the office, and some of the women, when she walked past in her short skirts. Her cheeks were round and plump and her daily exercise kept them from being the least bit flabby. Now she was to present them to her nephew and she didn't dare think about what he would do to them. John spun her back round to face him, smiling down at her, and pulled up her skirt. It was tight but that wasn't going to stop him. What pleased him most, however, was that she wiggled her hips a little to aid her skirt's progress back up to her waist and he was sure she pressed herself against his hard cock a little big longer than she needed to. Tom simply stared at his aunt's round bottom. Like every other male in the office and in their family he had longed to see it naked and now he was. He didn't need to be told what to do this time because he had dreamed about this moment for so long. He roughly grabbed both her cheeks and squeezed a handful of flesh in each hand, obviously loving his new freedom and power over his auntie. His own cock was now harder than he had ever known it to be and he wished he could release it from the ever-tightening confines of his trousers. "You obviously liked that, Tom," said John with a smile as he saw the impressive bulge in the boy's trousers. I think it's about time we saw auntie Clair naked, don't you? "Yes, sir," answered Tom with all the enthusiasm of an excitable puppy. He could never have imagined the way the day had turned out so far and he hoped it would never end. The idea of his gorgeous aunt treating him to a striptease was almost more than he could bear. Almost. He quickly arranged two two chairs in front of the trembling woman and waited for the show to begin. "Ok, auntie Clair, strip," ordered John as he sat down in the other chair provided by Tom, just as keen as the boy was to see the sexy woman naked. He knew that, given the circumstances, she wasn't going to put on a show for them but she was still going to be sexy and, very soon, she was still going to be naked. Clair couldn't help herself as she took a few steps away from the two men and could feel her hips swing without any conscious effort from herself. Turning round, she took some satisfaction from the fact that both of them were rubbing very obvious bulges in their trousers, the older man more openly than her nephew. Knowing that the best way to deal with any situation was to face it head on, she removed the jacket of her business suit and dropped it to the floor. There wasn't much left holding her ruined white blouse and bra on her body so she quickly removed them. She stood there for a moment, topless, as both mean ogled her full breasts and wondered if this would staisfy them. It didn't. "Continue," was all John said but it was the authority with which he said it that made her rush to obey and which made her pussy tingle anew. Reaching round, she undid the button on her skirt and lowered the zip. Suddenly feeling a bit self conscious stripping in front of her nephew and another man, she turned round. It was ridiculous really, given that she had been rubbing her pussy on his face not so long ago, but that was how confused this whole turn of events had left her. Taking a deep breath, she began to lower her skirt. Placing her thumbs into the waistband at her sides, she rotated her hips before bending forward slightly and lowered it down, showing off her naked backside once again. As she bent down from the waist, her legs straight, to pick up her clothes, she heard Tom gasp and she knew what he was staring at her. In that position her cheeks would have parted slightly and both her pussy and her tight arsehole would now be on show. She blushed at the thought but knew she was secretly pleased by his reaction. She wasn't pleased, however, by the other man's words. "Has she ever sucked your cock?" "No, sir. Auntie Clair said I had to prove myself if I wanted her to do anything like that." "I thought so. Well, now it's Auntie Clair who has to prove herself. She has to prove she's a good cocksucker. Will we let her try?" "Yes, please! I'd really like that." "I'm sure you would. Well, you heard him bitch. On your knees and suck your nephew's cock." Clair hesitated only for a moment. She knew she had to anything she could to steal that recording. Otherwise, her career was ruined and her family would never speak to her again. Dropping to the floor, she crawled over to her nephew on her hands and knees, trying not to look at either of them. Being forced to do this was bad enough; being forced to do this in her own office, with her nephew, and with an audience was even worse. Tom wasn't looking at his aunt for a moment either. He was too busy finally releasing his cock from his trousers. When she arrived in front of him, however, they both looked at each other. All Clair could see was the lust and excitement on the young man's face, once she looked past his quite impressive cock that is. All Tom could see was a sexy, naked woman on her knees in front of him, about to suck his cock for the first time ever. The fact that that woman was his aunt only made the whole situation even more incredible. Reaching up with her hand, Clair took hold of her nephew's throbbing cock, wrapping her fingers around it and, hesitantly, pulled it towards her mouth. It's just another cock, she told herself, trying hard to block out the fact that it belonged to her sister's son. Licking up and down, then swirling her tongue around the big head, she could taste the pre-cum pouring from him and they all knew he wasn't going to last long. John didn't mind that too much as it meant he would last longer when he let her nephew fuck her but there was still one question to resolve. "I'm presuming you want to cum in her mouth, Tom?" he asked. They younger man seemed to have lost the power of speech as he nodded furiously before John even got the chance to offer him the alternatives of his aunt's face or tits. "Go ahead then. Fill your aunt's mouth with your cum." Tom didn't need to be told twice and, as John watched on, he began to vigorously thrust his cock in and out of his aunt's mouth, the older woman gagging as he pushed nearer and nearer to the back of her throat. She needn't have worried too much for, seconds later, Tom's body stiffened and his balls began to empty into his aunt's mouth. John watched on as her throat began to swallow the copious amount of cum the young man produced but even an experienced cocksucker like her couldn't cope with such an amount. It drooled past his softening cock and spilled from her mouth, running down her chin and neck. Tom relaxed back into the chair while Clair tried to wipe some of the cum from her face, trying to achieve some dignity even in such a degrading position. If she thought that was to be the end of it, however, she was badly mistaken. "On your desk, bitch," ordered John. Clair thought to point out to him that she didn't like that word and particularly didn't like it being used to address her. One look at John's face told her she would be wasting her time and, if she wanted to get out of this she better do as he wanted. And fast. Clearing a space on her desk, she climbed on and lay back, her body shivering as she felt the cold, hard wood against her naked skin. At least, that's what she told herself. Her mind had already begun to wonder what was to happen next. Would she finally be taken the way she had always wanted to be taken? Was that why she was shivering? She had had many men and some had even managed to make her cum but she'd never achieved the mind-blowing orgasm that her friends boasted of. She had her toys and even playthings like her nephew but she wanted more, needed more. John towered over her and looked down. He looked down at her face with the remnants of her nephew's cum still clinging to her chin. He looked down at her gorgeous breasts and her engorged nipples. He looked down at her shaved pussy and wondered who she shaved it for. Was it for herself? Was it to please a man, a woman? He looked down, saw the moisture on her pussy lips and knew that she was ready. Successful Interview Ch. 02 John was satisfied. He had secured the job he wanted and was looking forward to starting there next week. Better still, he had recorded his new boss riding her nephew's face; she was forcing Tom to lick her pussy in her office and John now had her exactly where he wanted her. Best of all, though, was where she was right now. He looked down as she lay across her desk, his softening cock sliding from her no-longer virgin arsehole and his cum oozing out of her gaping hole. Yes, John was very satisfied and he looked across the office at her nephew. Tom was almost satisfied but not quite. He was happy the stranger had appeared in the office at the end of the day and recorded his aunt cumming on his face. He was happier still that the stranger had ordered his sexy aunt to strip and Tom finally got to ogle her gorgeous tits and incredible arse. He was happiest most of all, though, when the stranger ordered his aunt to suck Tom's cock and he had cum down her throat. Yes, he was happy but not quite satisfied. He had watched the stranger fuck his aunt's arse and could only imagine how wonderful that must have been. He wondered too how wonderful it would be to feel a man's cock slide out of his own newly-fucked arse for Tom was desperate to try everything sexual he could imagine and at eighteen his imagination knew no bounds. Stroking his erect cock, no longer shy in the presence of his aunt and the stranger, he wondered if he would be allowed to satisfy his curiosity any further. He smiled back at the stranger but it was his sexy, naked aunt who commanded most of his attention. Clair was also wondering what would happen next. Today had not turned out like it was supposed to at all. Sure, she had finally managed to get young Tom to make her cum with his tongue but that orgasm seemed so long ago now. Since then she had been shocked when John had returned to her office unexpectedly and recorded her cumming on her nephew's face. She had been shocked further when he had ordered her to expose her naked body to both of them as they played with their hardening cocks. But she had been shocked to the core when John had bent her over her own desk, in her own office and fucked her up the arse in front of Tom. She had never been treated like that. She had never been spoken to like that. And she had certainly never allowed any man to fuck her tightest hole even though so many had wanted to. It hadn't hurt the way she had always imagined it would and the climax that drained her body when John started to play with her clit had been bigger than anything she had ever known. But she knew her ordeal wasn't over yet and until she could find a way to steal the recording he had made, she knew she had to keep John sweet and do exactly what he told her to do. "On the floor, slut. Get on your hands and knees." Clair was actually quite glad to slide from her desk as her breasts were pressed against the hard wood and her legs could barely support her weight, so weak were they after her massive orgasm. However, she didn't like being told to adopt this position. Yes, she liked it when she was fucking some of the prettier secretaries who would do anything to climb higher in the organisation. Yes, she liked it when she had to discipline some of the male wimps who worked for her and wouldn't dare disobey her when she ordered them on to their knees. She always kept a strap-on hidden at the back of the bottom drawer for both these purposes and the drawer was always kept locked. Only she knew where the key was and she certainly wasn't going to tell anyone else in this room. But the idea of adopting such a position herself was humiliating to say the least. Tom was even more glad when the stranger ordered his aunt on to the floor. If he was going to be given permission to fuck her this was exactly how he had often fantasised about doing it. He looked expectantly at the stranger and John returned his question with a smile and a nod. Tom was on his feet in an instant and couldn't get into position behind his aunt quickly enough. "Why don't you fuck her pussy this time, Tom? You don't want to lose your virginity in a freshly used hole. My cum will still be in your aunt's arse but her cunt is dripping wet and hungry for a nice young cock. You've already cum in her mouth so I'm sure you'll last a bit longer this time and maybe even make her cum again. Wouldn't that be a nice story to tell your mother about her sister?" Clair shuddered as she hung her head in shame. Her sister had always been the saint of the family and would never forgive her for stealing Tom's virginity even if she had been forced to do it. She couldn't believe she found herself in this situation with her nephew now kneeling behind her and lining his long cock up with the entrance to her wet pussy. Even worse, she knew that Jon was still in control and she wouldn't put it past him to record this event too. But John had other plans, plans that were about to humiliate her even more than she could have imagined. First though, he had to give young Tom a hand. Literally. Seeing the lad about to enter into his first ever pussy, he knelt down beside him. "Don't rush it, Tom. Your aunt's not going anywhere. Tease her a little first." Without a moment's hesitation, he took the young man's throbbing cock and slid it up and down his aunt's moist slit. Tom was ecstatic. No one had ever held his cock but him. No one had ever allowed him to touch their pussy, never mind touch it with his cock. And no one could have ever told him just how incredible it felt to be treated like this. Clair could only squirm in front of them both. John seemed to know exactly what to do to press all her most sensitive, responsive buttons. The fact that he was using her nephew to excite her filled her with shame and arousal in equal measure. It was all she could do not to push herself back and impale her pussy on Tom's young cock but she knew she would be rebuked for doing so. Besides, it would be embarrassing to show them both how much she wanted this. As Tom seemed to get himself under control, John got up and walked round to Clair's head. If she thought he was finished with her she was badly mistaken as he knelt down in front of her. She suddenly realised what he had in mind and tried to escape. "Oh no, you don't, my sexy whore. Your nephew is about to fuck you and you are about to clean my cock. You remember my cock, don't you? It's the one that fucked your virgin arse a few moments ago and now it needs a bit of a clean. Open wide." This was worse than anything Clair could have imagined. Even as John smeared his cock across her tightly pursed lips she would swear she could smell and taste her own bowels from him. The thought of allowing something that had just been up her dirtiest hole into her mouth disgusted her and she tried again to break free. Young Tom was almost beside himself with delight in seeing his Auntie Clair being used like this. The thought that he was one of the men using her was absolutely wonderful and he was determined to do everything he could to enjoy it. So, just as John pulled back on her hair and forced his cock into her mouth when she opened it to scream, so too did he grab hold of her hips and ram his cock into its first ever cunt. The fact that it was his aunt's cunt was almost too good to bear. Almost. As he looked down, he savoured the sight of his cock finally disappearing between a pair of thick pussy lips. Even after all that had happened he was still nervous at first as he thrust into his Auntie Clair but she was now unashamedly pushing back against him as she wallowed in the feel of her nephew's long, thin cock filling her. They soon got into a rhythm and Tom thought about reaching beneath her and playing with her clit the way John had when he had fucked her arse. Then he remembered something he had once seen in a porn movie. Certain that his aunt was no longer trying to escape, he raised his right hand from her hip and brought it down very hard on her plump cheek. He loved the way her bottom seemed to shake as his hand landed so, after just a second or two, he raised his other hand and watched her left cheek wobble under another slap. John was delighted that Tom had taken his lead and was not only fucking his aunt with a gusto that only a teenager could match, but had decided to spank her for good measure. Tom was delighted that he had sunk all the way into his aunt's pussy with one thrust and it was better than he could ever have imagined. She wasn't as tight as he had thought she would be but she was wet, she was warm and she was his aunt. Spanking her was just an added bonus but he was enjoying that too. Very much. Clair was delighted and ashamed in equal measure. She was loving the hard, fast thrusts of her nephew even if the spanking had made her silently vow to repay her nephew in kind if she ever found a way out of this predicament. Having said that, she was loving finally being involved in a threesome. But she was hating the fact that the cock in her mouth tasted slimy and was starting to get hard again, filling her mouth. She could feel herself being battered back and forward between the two men and could feel her body, and her pussy, reacting but she knew this was something she should be doing everything in her power to stop. Of course, it was John who had all the power in this situation and, even when he heard a small noise in the outer office he did nothing to stop it. Looking over at the door which had remained ajar since he had entered not so long ago, he first saw the top of someone's head and then a pair of shocked brown eyes peeking round the door. As the face of a young girl came into view, he smiled at her and waved her over. Kate stepped into the office trying to make sense of the vision that confronted her. She had finished cleaning the other offices and always left Miss Johnstone's office until the very end. It wasn't the first time she had been castigated for interrupting a meeting and it wasn't the first time she had come upon Miss Johnstone doing something she shouldn't be doing in her office. It was, however, the first time when Miss Johnstone didn't seemed to be in control. Quite the opposite in fact. She tentatively walked over to where the nice looking man was fucking Miss Johnstone's mouth and only managed to pull her eyes from that particular view when she heard a gasp from the other man involved. She was shocked beyond belief when she realised it was Tom who was ploughing into the woman from the other end. She liked Tom; he was always very sweet to her and she might even go so far as to admit he made her tummy feel funny and her panties to become moist in the way they had been doing more and more since her eighteenth birthday. But she could never have imagined him being involved in something like this. She could never have imagined him not waiting for her until they both gave themselves to each other for the first time on their wedding night. And then she realised what shocked her most of all. Miss Johnstone was Tom's aunt! Tom was doing that to his own aunt! Kate was about to turn on her heels and flee from this scene of depravity when the other man took her hand and smiled his warm smile at her again. It was a smile that caused her to melt deep within and made her halt. Once again her eyes returned to the fact that the nice man's penis was being swallowed by Miss Johnstone and wondered why any woman would do such a thing. More than once she had heard noises coming from Miss Johnstone's office when everyone else had left for home; noises that had no place in a workplace and noises the like of which she had never heard before. Only a few weeks ago she had been shocked beyond belief when she heard what sounded like Miss Johnstone spanking one of the youngest secretaries and she had pressed her ear to the door to make sure. When the secretary had burst from the inner office a few moments later, her face streaked with tears and her clothing in disarray, her worst fears had been confirmed. She had been spanked, more than once, when her mother had reported to her strict father that her panties were stained. Kate had been hurt by the accusations her father had thrown at her; she had been hurt by his strong hand throwing her across his lap and spanking her bottom. But she had been hurt most of all by the names he had called her. When she had returned to her bedroom in disgrace,however, she had wondered if her father had been right. Her panties were more wet than ever and the insatiable hunger between her legs had risen to a height she had never known before. It was only last week when she had heard strange noises coming from the office as she was about to enter and do the cleaning but, this time, the door had been left slightly ajar. She took a deep breath and forced herself to sneak a look behind the door only to wish she had never been so bold. Miss Johnstone was sitting on Tom's face and seemed to be rubbing herself all over in a most unladylike fashion. Now, looking down on the wanton woman as she was used at both ends, Kate could feel a righteous anger rising. This woman had used others for her own pleasure. This woman had abused her position of power for her own sordid delight. And now, worse than anything else,this woman had stolen Tom from her, stolen his innocence and stolen her fantasy of their dream wedding night. This woman should pay. John could see the conflicting emotions on the young girl's face, just as he could see the conflicting motions running across Clair's face as she continued to suck his cock. The girl was obviously innocent and confused by everything that was going on but he could also see an anger, a hatred even, and it was directed at Clair. There was only one thing to be done as a new plan began to formulate in his mind. "Would you like to join in?" Kate was astounded by the question. Yes, Miss Johnstone should pay but could she see herself being the one to mete out further punishment. As if to banish any doubts she might have had, Tom chose that moment to let out an almighty roar as he gave one final push and began to fill his aunt's pussy with load after load of cum. That seemed to be enough to bring Clair to orgasm too as she felt her nephew's cock swell and throb before she felt his cum filling her up, pouring out of her pussy and running down her legs. That settled it. Kate turned to the nice man and gave a definite nod of approval and John stood up. Clair may have been disgusted at being forced to clean his cock but she had done a good job of it and, as Kate stared down, John pulled it from his boss's warm mouth. He stood naked and proud in front of the young girl, her eyes unable to tear themselves away from the first erect cock she had ever seen. It looked huge to her, huge and angry, but she had nothing to base her view on so she simply stared and fidgeted as the itch between her legs intensified and she could feel her panties becoming moist again. Mother and father would not be pleased. They would have been even less pleased if they had heard the words that John spoke next. "Why don't I help you undress? You've got far too many clothes on to enjoy yourself fully." Although he had asked her a question, John wasn't really looking for an answer and he didn't wait for one either. He leaned down and kissed her and, after drawing her closer to him, his hand slowly moved down her back to land on her ample backside. She was wearing jeans as she usually did for her part-time cleaning job and he could feel her nervously clench her cheeks as both of John's hands now ran over them. If Kate had the slightest doubt at that point it was dispelled by the sound of Tom's cock slipping from his aunt's pussy with an audible plop. She practically threw herself at the man she now thought was going to be her first lover but John had other plans for her. He reluctantly moved his hands up from her delicious bottom to the top button on her blouse. One by one he began to open them, until, all opened, he pulled it from her jeans. Kissing his way over every inch of her virgin chest, he slowly eased her blouse off her shoulders and down her arms until her bra encased breasts were finally exposed. While Kate offered no resistance to his gentle undressing of her body, she still shivered at the thought of being exposed to these strangers. She was under no illusion that she would ever be a cheerleader and all her life she had wanted to be thinner, prettier, sexier. None of that seemed to matter to the naked man standing before her, his cock seemingly even harder, even bigger than it had been a moment ago. John reached round and undid the clasp on her white bra, the only colour her mother and father would allow her to wear. They insisted it was a virginal colour and one which should be worn by all maidens until their wedding day when they would give themselves to their new husband. Nothing could be further from Kate's mind right at that moment as John pulled the cups of her bra from her full breasts and she suddenly found herself topless in front of a man for the first time ever. John smiled as he saw her skin flush with embarrassment but, when he saw how engorged her nipples were, he knew there was more than a little arousal there too. Before she took fright he smiled his most enticing smile at her and moved his hands to the front of her jeans. Opening the button and lowering the zip, he began to pull her jeans over her hips. Kneeling down in front of her, he tugged them down her legs then and, pulling her trainers from her feet, he left her in just her large white cotton panties. He smiled even more when he smelled the heady aroma of her passion and saw the growing damp spot on her panties. This girl may be innocent, he thought, but she was ready to enter into the world of pleasure. He eased her panties down and savoured the sight of her hairy pussy, her lips moist even through all the hair. He didn't want to embarrass her but he couldn't resist holding her big panties to his face and inhaling her delicious scent, reassuring her with yet another smile. "You are beautiful. What's your name?" "Kate, sir." She didn't know why she called him sir but the nice man had such an air of authority that it seemed only right. "Well, Kate. What would you like to do to Auntie Clair?" Kate knew exactly what she wanted to do to "Auntie Clair" but she was too shy to say the words out loud. Instead, she whispered into John's ear for a moment or two, bringing a huge smile to his face. "Excellent idea. Slut, lie on your back. Tom, give me a hand please." Clair barely recognised this girl who had joined her band of tormentors. She was sure she had never spoken to her and she certainly wouldn't have been someone who would have aroused any interest in her; a bit too chubby for her tastes. Nevertheless, she realised that, although Kate was only the office cleaner, the girl was now in a position of some power over her. "She probably wants to lick my pussy," she thought. "I can put up with that; it's not as if she'll be the first one to do it." Clair had never been attracted to women but she still used them sexually when she wanted to exert her power over them. She thought lesbians were perverted, only resorting to other women when they weren't pretty enough or clever enough to get a man. She had always laughed to herself when one of her female subordinates tried to come on to her and she made sure she teased them into doing whatever she wanted, always promising more than she delivered. So she wasn't in the least bit surprised when John and Tom took hold of her legs as soon as she lay down. Tom held her legs as she lay flat on her back but she was surprised when he didn't stretch them open to give the girl access to her pussy. In fact, she was becoming more and more puzzled as John knelt at her head and held her down by her shoulders. Successful Interview Ch. 02 Her attention turned to the plump girl who now seemed to tower over her. She was quite pretty, though Clair spitefully, if you liked that sort of thing. She didn't and she was horrified to see her cleaner taking a step over her prone body. Kate looked down at the so-called powerful woman and wondered if she could go through with this. She had never thought of being with another woman. She often watched the other girls at school and wished she was as beautiful as them but that was as far as it went. Although, if she was honest with herself, when she saw the girls naked in the shower after gym she often felt that tingle between her legs but she never gave that a second thought. When she had spied Miss Johnstone sitting on Tom's face it had been Tom she wanted to have as her partner not his aunt. Wasn't it? Then she remembered how bitchy Miss Johnstone was to her on the few occasions she had deigned to speak to her; she remembered how messy her office always was; she remembered how much trouble she had got into when she forgot to empty Miss Johnstone's waste paper bin. And she remembered again what Miss Johnstone had done to her beloved Tom. She conveniently blocked out of her mind what Tom had just done to his aunt as she was sure he had probably been forced to do that too. As Clair finally realised what was about to happen to her she tried to struggle but both men now had a firm grip on her and she was going nowhere. She looked up and couldn't tear her eyes away from Kate's hairy pussy. She would never do that, she told herself. Never! John saw her mental struggle flash across Clair's face and laughed as she closed her eyes tightly shut and tried to turn her head away. "I think you know what young Kate wants from you, Auntie Clair. Eat her cunt and make her cum and then we'll see what other games these two youngsters want to play." Clair couldn't think of anything that she hadn't already been forced to do since John burst into her office but she had enough to worry about right now without bothering about the future. As Kate pushed her pussy forward into Miss Johnstone's face she knew she was wet "down there." She also knew she had been wearing her jeans all day and didn't have time to change before she came to work. She had been mortified when the nice man had sniffed her panties as she was sure they would be sweaty having been trapped between her legs all day. But he seemed to like her smell and his penis had twitched again when he held her underwear to his face. She presumed that was a good sign. But Miss Johnstone obviously didn't like her smell and didn't like Kate's pussy. If it hadn't been for the nice man encouraging her she would have ran off in tears, ashamed of the look of disgust on the other woman's face. But the smile on his face gave her new strength and she realised she was in a position of power for probably the first time in her life. Not knowing where it came from she suddenly slapped Clair across the face and screamed at her. "Suck my pussy, bitch." Everyone else in the room was struck dumb by both the slap and the filthy words coming from the girl's mouth but Kate knew she couldn't go back now. She ground her pussy on Miss Johnstone's face and snarled at her again. "Suck it. Or do you want another slap?" Tears ran down Clair's face but she wasn't sure if it was from the pain of the slap, the shock of the girl's words or the humiliation of being forced to do this. Even so, she forced her tongue out of her mouth and tentatively began to lick the moist lips in front of her. Kate had never known such an exquisite feeling and she pushed forward even more, wanting more, needing more. "Harder, you slut. Lick me harder. Push your tongue inside me." Suddenly she knew what she was going to do. She wanted to use Miss Johnstone; she wanted to punish her for all the rejection she had ever suffered in her short life; she wanted to use her the same way she used others; she wanted to punish her for stealing Tom. She knew the other woman was disgusted at what she was being forced to do but she didn't care. Her new-found lust had been released and she wanted to give it full rein. She could see the tears running down Miss Johnstone's face as she tried to overcome her revulsion at licking Kate's pussy but now those tears were mixed with the juices pouring from her cunt and she knew the other woman was being forced to drink them. Suddenly she felt Miss Johnstone's tongue enter her and she cried out as the first person to ever touch her there began to go deeper and deeper. Kate was overcome with emotions and feelings that she could never imagined when, suddenly, a tidal wave washed over her and she thought she had died and gone to heaven. Her pussy practically exploded as her very first orgasm claimed her body and her juices soaked Miss Johnstone's face. Her whole body was trembling and she hoped this feeling would never end, she hoped she would never have to climb off this woman's face and she hoped she would never have to be without Miss Johnston'e tongue in her pussy. But eventually she realised that all good things must come to an end and her body and mind returned to normal. Climbing off Miss Johnstone onto still trembling legs, she looked down on the woman she had used; Clair's face was twisted in shame and hate but it was also covered in Kate's juices and Kate knew that for the older woman that was the most humiliating of all. "Well," said John. "that was a surprise. Who would have known that you would be a squirter, Kate? I'm sure Auntie Clair didn't. So are you satisfied or do you want more?" Kate suddenly became shy again, not quite sure who the girl was who had slapped Miss Johnstone was and who had ordered her to do what she had. She didn't recognise herself at all but, if this was to be her one and only chance, she knew that there was one other thing she wanted to do. And Miss Johnstone would most certainly be in the centre of it. She whispered into John's ear and this time he was more shocked than pleased. He simply nodded to the young girl and told her to take the lead. Tom could only look on in amazement. He would never have thought that Kate had it in her. No-one, not in the family nor at the office, had ever spoken to or treated Auntie Clair like that. He was delighted to see that they hadn't finished with his sexy aunt just yet and he couldn't wait to see what other surprises Kate had in store. He hoped that he would be involved too because his cock was hard again and ready for action. While the two men were stunned by Kate's actions, so too was Clair but she was more dismayed than anything else when she saw the girl whispering to John again. She couldn't hear what was said but she knew it would not be good for her and she wondered what else the chubby tramp had in mind. Whatever it was, as soon as she retrieved John's video, Kate and the other two would pay dearly for what they were forcing her to do. Because she was being forced; she knew she was being forced even though her pussy had been dripping since John had returned to her office and was desperate for some attention once again. Her arsehole was still stinging from its early battering but she would even take her pleasure there if that was what was on offer. She didn't think for one moment, however, that this girl would think of that. Then she saw Kate walk round her desk. Horrified, she sprang up, free now from John's strong hands and tried to see what her cleaner was doing. As Tom still pinned her to the floor by her legs, her movement and her sight of the girl were limited. Even so, she shuddered when she saw Kate duck beneath the desk and heard her steal the key to her most secret possession. Kate had found they key taped to the underside of the desk months ago when she had knocked some papers off the desk. At the time she had been terrified that her clumsiness would be discovered and she had frantically bent down to retrieve them. When she saw the key she was, at first, curious; but when she used it to open the only locked drawer on the desk she saw something that both mystified and shocked her. Carefully removing it from the drawer she had looked at it and held it in all kind of positions to try and work out what it was and what it was used for. It seemed to be some sort of leather harness but not like any she had ever seen on a horse. The main difference, however, was the large plastic penis attached to it. Once Kate had realised what that particular part was she nearly dropped it in disgust but, thinking better of it and not wanting anyone to find out she had been snooping, she carefully replaced it exactly as she had found it. The strange device had almost slipped from her mind until one day a few weeks later when she saw it being used. Not for the first time she had heard animalistic noises coming from Miss Johnstone's office and, not for the first time, the door was slightly open. Even as she looked round the door, however, she couldn't quite believe what she had seen that day. Miss Johnstone was wearing the harness around her hips and driving the plastic penis into the bum of some poor man. She couldn't make out who he was as they were facing away from her but she would never forget his moans as Miss Johnstone thrust hard and fast into him. Silently creeping away from the depraved scene she had vowed never to think about it again, nor to think about the perversions that Miss Johnstone heaped upon her staff. Until today, that is. Now as everyone looked on, she once again retrieved the device from Miss Johnstone's desk and held it up for them all to see. The other woman could only gasp in horror that her secret had been discovered and, she was sure, was now going to be used against her. The two men. On the other hand, were delighted at this turn of events, especially John since he knew exactly what young Kate had in mind for his new boss. Walking round the desk, he helped Kate to step into the strap-on harness and fastened the straps. He certainly knew what it was and what it was for and he couldn't wait to see it in use. Clair and Tom looked on as Kate walked round to present them with her new cock. She strode purposefully up to the other woman and held it in front of Kate's face. "Suck it, bitch." S Wearing the strap-on had transformed her once again into her new-found dominant persona and she began to think that it was one she could grow very fond of. When Clair hesitated, she rubbed her plastic cock along the other woman's tightly closed mouth, trying to gain entry. "On your knees and suck it. You don't know where it's going so, if I were you, I'd make sure it was well lubricated." Clair could only assume that the girl intended to fuck her arse with her own toy and she certainly didn't want it going up there dry. She had used it on any number of men and women in this very office and none of them had found it very pleasurable, or so they claimed. A few of the men had spurted their cum all over her floor while she fucked them from behind and more than a few of the women had cum without her even touching their pussies. It was humiliating beyond belief that this young girl could treat her in this way but, with John holding her career in his hands, she knew she had no choice. Now that Tom had released her legs, she got on to her knees and did as she was told. As she licked and sucked the plastic cock she tried hard not to remember just how many she had used it to fuck but, instead, concentrated on making it as wet and slippery as possible. "Good girl," said Kate as she patronisingly patted Clair on the top of her head. "Now climb on board." Clair waited as Kate lay down next to her then steeled herself for what she was about to do. Not only was she going to be forced to fuck herself on top of this despicable girl but she was going to have to do it with an audience, an audience that included her nephew, although she was definitely seeing him in a new light. All of them would pay, she vowed; all of them, but especially this chubby girl who had no right to treat her like this. John looked on in amazement. When he had returned to the office earlier it had only been to retrieve the umbrella that he left after his interview. He could never have foreseen how events would turn out but he had never been so glad for a rainy day. He watched as Clair lifted one leg over the girl lying beside her and lined up her pussy with the plastic cock that she herself had used over the years to punish her staff. She slowly began to slide down its slippery length but he knew what Kate had in mind for this woman and there was to be nothing slow nor gentle about it. Clair finally reached the bottom of Kate's cock, but she stayed upright, trying to keep their bodily contact to a minimum. The girl had other ideas. She reached up and pulled her captive down so that their breasts were mashed together. She didn't know where the idea had come from but this was exactly what she had whispered to John; she wanted to feel Clair's nipples rubbing against her own and it was every bit as wonderful as she had imagined. Clair didn't think it was wonderful at all. She loved being on top during sex but it was just plain wrong to have her pussy filled but to have her tits rubbing against another woman's at the same time. Even so, she could feel the young whore's hips rising from the ground as she fucked for the first time ever and she knew her pussy was responding. Now it was her own juices that were lubricating Kate's cock and the noises it made as it thrust in and out of her dripping pussy were just too embarrassing to bear. John could see that young Tom was eager to get into the action again and he knew just what the lad would like. "Why don't you have take Auntie Clair's arse now, Tom? Most of my cum will have slipped out by now but her hole should be nice and ready for you." Clair stiffened at the idea and tried to get up but Kate immediately wrapped her arms around the other woman. Clair was going nowhere. Tom practically leapt at the suggestion and very quickly got into position behind his aunt. His hands reached out and spread her cheeks, allowing his erect cock to press against her still relatively tight hole. With Kate urging him on to "Do it. Fuck her arse." he waited no longer and thrust up Auntie Clair's dirtiest hole and filled her with one thrust. His cock wasn't as thick as John's so he slipped in quite easily but he knew his was longer and he was pleased to be reaching even deeper into his aunt. Although he thought he was in heaven already as he felt his aunt's back passage tighten around his cock, he wondered if John would take him in the same way. That wasn't John's thing, however, so he positioned himself in front of Clair's face and presented his own thick cock to her mouth. Clair opened her mouth because she knew she was powerless to resist and, if this perverted foursome was to be the finale of the day, she would rather get it over with as soon as possible. As all three cocks now thrust into her poor body, she bounced between them like a rag doll. John's cock in her mouth no longer tasted of her arse but he was now pushing it deeper and deeper until she had no option but to swallow him down her throat. Kate's plastic cock was pushing up into her cunt whether she wanted it to or not while Tom's cock continued to ravage her tightest hole and push her deeper onto Kate's. Surprisingly John was the first to cum but he was determined that Clair wasn't leaving her office unmarked by this adventure and quickly pulled out of her mouth. Tugging at his wet cock, he shot what cum he had left all over her face, from her eyes to her mouth. He fell back and watched in delight as the two youngsters continued to abuse "Auntie Clair" and knew that he was going to have fun working here. As Tom continued to plough into his aunt's arsehole, Kate urged him on. "That's it, Tom. Fuck her dirty hole as hard as you can." That did it for both Tom and his aunt. Tom was desperate to cum again, desperate to cum in his aunt again and desperate to cum up her arse. He fucked her harder than he knew he could and she took all he had to give. Still impaled on Kate's cock, Clair had no escape. She didn't know who came first but she felt her rim tighten around her nephew's thrusting cock just as his cum poured into her and her pussy erupted, coating Kate in her juices just as the girl had done to her earlier. As the three of them collapsed together, a pile of exhausted bodies, John decided Clair had had enough. "See you all on Monday," he smiled as he dressed and walked to his station, oblivious to the pouring rain. Successful Interview He ran his strong hand between her breasts, feeling her rapid heartbeat while Clair tried to ignore him. John didn't like to be ignored so he pinched her large nipples gently, increasing the pressure until she was forced to gasp aloud. Lifting her head, she looked down her own body, simply staring at this stranger as he played with her nipples in a way no-one had ever done before. No-one had ever dared. When he released her nipples she almost moaned aloud in disappointment but watched as his hand travelled down her body, over her belly, down to her pussy. She watched as he ran one solitary finger up and down her shaven lips. She watched as he eased them apart and slid that one finger inside. She watched as one finger was soon followed by two and saw the surprise on John's face as he felt how tight she was. He knew she was no virgin but she'd obviously never been fucked as she was about to be fucked. He wondered if he should let her cum again on his fingers, her hips now rising from the desk, trying to drive his tantalising fingers deeper, but decided against it. Plenty of time for that yet. "Your pussy is wet, slut. In fact, your pussy is absolutely dripping. Do you want to be fucked? Do you want to feel me driving into your cunt, making you cum, filling you with my spunk?" Clair shivered on his fingers and wondered if she was going to cum on hearing his dirty words even before his cock touched her but John saw her reaction and smiled. He also stopped and pulled his fingers from her hungry pussy. "Not yet. You cum when I say so." Without saying another word, and before Clair had a chance to miss his fingers, John grabbed her legs, held them up them over his shoulders, and plunged into her. Although she was tight, she was incredibly wet and she took all that he had to give in his first thrust. Slowly easing in and out of her, he didn't want to cum too soon, but he wanted her to be ready to beg him to allow her to do just that. "If you want to cum, slut, you are going to have to ask nicely. I want young Tom here to listen to his aunt begging for release. I want him to hear his Aunt Clair humiliate herself on a man's cock. I want him to see his aunt finally cum the way she has always wanted to. So what have you got to say?" As he said this, he brought his fingers back into play, only this time they were flicking her clit, driving her wild with desire. Clair couldn't help herself. This brute of a man was treating her in a way she had never been treated before and she never wanted him to stop. She was desperate to cum but, even so, could she really say the things he wanted to hear? Could she really demean herself in front of her nephew even more than she already had. When John grew impatient and began to gently slap her clit, her back arched in pleasure she had never known, and screamed out. "Please let me cum. Please, you can have the job. You can have any job you want. Just, please, let me cum. PLEASE!" John smiled in satisfaction and withdrew his cock from her gaping pussy. "NO! Oh God, No! Please don't stop. Please don't leave me dangling like this." John had no intention of leaving her dangling. Instead, he forced her legs back over her own body until she was almost bent double on top of her own desk, in her own office, with her own nephew looking on, and rested his throbbing cock at the entrance to her tightest hole. "No! I don't do that! I've never done that!" John ignored her and rubbed the head of his cock up between her cheeks,up and down, smearing her most private hole with her own pussy juices. Pushing himself back into her pussy, he coated his cock in her juices before returning to her arse. Three or four times he repeated this until he decided she was ready. Clair thought she would never be ready for this but, regardless, she knew he was going to do it. She tried to push him away but he was far too strong for her and she could only whimper as she felt the large head of his cock pressing against her dirtiest hole. John savoured her resistance, savoured the tightness of her arsehole and shoved his cock in further. He had always loved the sight of his hard cock as he disappeared up a woman's arse and this one was even more special. As he went deeper, he returned his fingers to her clit. Clair's moans were now a mixture of discomfort and lust. Never had she wanted this. Never had she imagined allowing any man to do this to her. Never had she believed how exquisite it would feel. As John slid in and out of her, as his fingers continued to lightly tap on her clit, she began to push back. She began to fuck his cock just as much as he was fucking her tight hole. Her body now covered in sweat, she knew it was going to happen. She knew she was going to cum like she had never cum before. She knew she was going to cum in front of her nephew with a cock up her arse and a stranger playing with her clit. She knew and there wasn't a thing she could do about it. Nor did she want to. Her orgasm hit her with an unprecedented ferocity and her whole body seemed to arch on her desk. This only caused John's cock to sink deeper inside her and he began to cum too, her pussy squeezing him for all it was worth and his balls emptying themselves into his new boss. As he stepped back and watched his satisfied cock slide out of her still clenching hole, he smiled at young Tom. "I've got to try that!" thought the young man.