1 comments/ 21522 views/ 4 favorites BTST Gets a Warm Reception Pt. 01 By: KingsWoman Copyright © 2013 Charlie the Wanking Wanker and Kingswoman Written by Charlie the Wanking Wanker. Voiced by Kingswoman. Note from Charlie: I would just like to say thank you for the response to the 'Big Tits Sex Therapist' story and audio that Kingswoman kindly voiced. This story is a follow-on story about Mrs Alltits and Janet the receptionist. Charlie the Wanking Wanker makes a guest appearance via a phone call to Mrs Alltits. Enjoy. Nota Bene: this is a big one. So make sure you are sitting comfortably and have plenty of lubricant ... I mean TIME! at your disposal. * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (11.5 min/mp3) * * * * * There was a sad emergency in the practice earlier this week. A lad who has been a longstanding patient of mine had a relapse. He was found in his bedroom lying on his bed, with his cock out and in a big spunky mess. He is one of my patients with wanking problems. He was taken to hospital and I'm pleased to inform you that he and his cock are doing well. I had been giving him twice weekly sessions to try to help out with his wanking problem but clearly this is not enough. I must tell him to come up and see me more often, once he gets out of hospital. Thank you, things are going well in the practice. There has been a dramatic increase in the workload recently. All sorts of wankers, perverts and just generally filthy fucking bastards are finding their way to me with their dreadful wanking problems. I like my hand job, I mean JOB, JOB! and I get a lot of satisfaction out of giving these fucking dirty perverts what they deserve, I mean helping these poor bastards with their troubles. Most of my clients seem to be doing well, responding in big spurts to my methods and treatments. Although, I'm afraid Charlie Bigcock ... uh, SORRY! I mean Charlie Allcock remains on my books. (No, no not literally, that's just some of my lunch from yesterday.) I haven't been able to let that big fucking bastard off the hook, cwoar, what a fucking huge cock that fucking wanker has got! Uh, I mean what a terrible problem he has, I haven't been able to sign the dirty fucker off yet. That fucking dickhead is the most severe of cases: a big challenge. Sorry, I am just in the habit of licking my lips when talking about my work, which I enjoy so much. If you're interested, I'll give you a run-down on my methods of treating that wankpot Charlie another time. You remember my new receptionist, Janet? She's gone down well on the clients, er I mean she has settled in nicely. I often open my office door to find a row of clients and Tony the caretaker watching her change the lightbulb above her desk, Janet standing up there on the desk in her very short skirts with her shapely legs and fantastic arse on full display. That light does seem to go curiously often, I must speak to Tony about his bulbs.... Sorry, where was I. Janet is an accomplished receptionist and I get it on with her very well. Sorry! Sorry, I mean we get on well. She is very hard-working and a joy to have around the office. Especially in those short skirts .... Oh whoops! I dribbled a bit there, hehehe, I will just wipe that off my ample bosom. I have a five drawer filing cabinet in my office where I store the files of current clients' paperwork, for ease of access. Uh, ease of access to the files, I mean! not the clients of course, ha ha ha. I maintain a strictly professional attitude to my clients at all times. All times of the night and day -- you never know when you may be overcome by the urge to respond to some poor fucker's emergency, so I keep their numbers handy on my phone in case I need ... I mean I feel that they need my assistance. The bottom drawer of the filing cabinet wasn't being used so I put some of my personal effects in there. Janet comes in in-between patients whom I am seeing to put away the files I've been wanking on ... er, I mean working on! working on. Well, for the past two weeks Janet's skirts seem to have been getting even shorter, judging by the state of clients when they make it past her desk into my office. I have been getting quite a show at filing time. Janet goes over to the filing cabinet and bends over, giving me a good view up her very short skirts at her sexy stocking clad legs. Her skirt rises over her beautiful arse cheeks as she opens and closes the cabinet drawers. I get a great scenario of her skimpy panties stretched tightly over her cunt. I have to say since I've been getting these up-skirt views of Janet's sexy legs and incredible arse, I have been fingering myself when I go to bed at night and I often think of these images of her fantastic well rounded arse before falling asleep. Purely in order to consider what effect they have on those poor bastards, my many fucking wanker clients, of course. The fingering and the use of my Pirate's Katsuni Revenge of the Sea Rabbit vibrator just help me sleep better so I can rise fresh and bright, ready to embrace whatever dirty perverts are on my appointment list for the day. Well, today is Friday so the practice isn't that busy. I spent the morning entertaining myself with a few clients - and getting a sexy panty show from Janet in-between their therapy sessions. It's lunchtime now and I only have one more appointment this afternoon. That appointment is with Charlie the wanking fucker. Knowing that he is a big tits obsessed bastard I have dressed extremely carefully so as to ensure maximum effect on his huge fucking knob, I mean so as to ensure I can really get a good seeing to before the weekend, I MEAN TO ENSURE HE IS PROPERLY SEEN TO. I'm wearing black seamed stockings, slutty red come fuck me shoes, suspenders, short skirt and the lowest cut top that I have in my wardrobe. My top is struggling to contain my enormous knockers; I even noticed Janet taking an interest in my colossal cleavage. While she was going over the list of the morning's clients, she seemed unable to take her eyes off those bulging motherfuckers supported by the black and red satin FF cup bra partly visible in my low cut top. I was finishing writing up the case notes on my last patient when the phone rang. I could hear it from my office but Janet wasn't answering it. One thing I have noticed with Janet is that she goes off to the ladies toilets rather a lot. I can't complain as she keeps on top of her load. Uh, workload. She keeps on top of her workload. I picked up the call on my desk phone. It was that fucking wanker Charlie. I could tell the lazy fucking bastard was going to bail out on me -- with the weekend coming and my last client having staggered off already having merely had a tit-fuck instead of the full treatment, as I was saving myself for Charlie's marquee pole. "Hello Mrs Alltits, it's Charlie the wanking bastard," Charlie says. "Oh hello Charles and how the fuck are you today"? I reply politely. "Not that well actually, that's why I'm calling. Something's come up," says the fucking cunt. (I fucking knew it!) "That wouldn't be your fucking cock would it"? I quip, in the faint hope that he'll say he needs a double session. "Well ... I had a load of porn that I've ordered come through the post this morning," the dirty prick continues. "And I've been wanking the fuck out of my cock. Now I've had to go to hospital with wanker's cramp. The nurse is bandaging my hand up," Charlie whines pathetically. I'm so cross ... because of my anxiety about him not getting the necessary treatment he deserves that afternoon, that I can't say anything for a moment. That bastard is lucky he isn't in my office right now, I'd give him a fucking spanking for wasting all his spunk on some filthy load of porn instead of saving it to spurt over my big tits. "Are you still there Mrs Bigtits?" Charlie asks. "THAT'S MRS ALLTITS, YOU ARSEHOLE!" I scream down the phone at him. Possibly in my anxiety about Charlie missing his treatment I might have raised my voice a few decibels above the strictly professional level. I felt a twinge of satisfaction when I heard him saying: "Ow! that hurt my ear." "You fucking wanker," I scold him. "I suppose you're going to have to cancel my appointment with you this afternoon now." "Sorry, Mrs Alltits," the pervy jerk simpers insincerely. "By the way, the nurse is asking if my therapist is Luce Alltits who came and gave them a course recently. She says send best regards from Bertha Boobalicious." (Yes, my name is Luce. That's spelt L.U.C.E., but not pronounced 'loose' of course. It's pronounced 'Lucy' -- as in 'juicy'.) "Oh," I say. "You're in the hands of Nurse Boobalicious are you?" "Yes," says Charlie. "Well, Nurse Boobalicious is very well-trained," I say. I know this because I trained her myself. We went shopping together afterwards -- poor Nurse Boobalicious is a 38K cup and I had noticed that her humungous funbags were straining at the inadequate support provided by a tacky Wonderbra. I took her to my own hammock store, I mean outsize lingerie boutique, and she has been a devoted friend ever since. "You are in good hands, Charlie, Nurse Boobalicious has a great set of tits ... I mean qualifications." "YOU BET YOUR JUICY WET CUNT SHE HAS MRS ALLTITS!" the randy bastard howls happily. "Ok then Charlie Janet will send you a new appointment in the post," I say as I put the phone down. [What will poor Mrs Alltits do now to satisfy those amazingly strong professional urges she gets to help her poor depraved wanking clients? To be continued ...] BTST Gets a Warm Reception Pt. 02 Big Tits Sex Therapist Gets a Warm Reception Part 2 Copyright © 2013 Charlie the Wanking Wanker and Kingswoman Written by Charlie the Wanking Wanker. Voiced by Kingswoman. Her client Charlie has had to go to hospital with a severe case of wanker's cramp and has cancelled his appointment. Will poor Luce Alltits be left to her own devices this afternoon after all? * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (21 min/mp3) * * * * * I head out of my office to go to the ladies toilet to freshen myself up. I go over to the sinks to wash my hands. Before I turn the tap on I hear low soft moans coming from a locked cubicle. I quietly sneak into the cubicle next to the locked cubicle. Soft moans of "Oh yeah, fuck yeah, oh shit, fuck oh fuck." 'Is this my receptionist Janet?' I think to myself in astonishment. It must be. Janet and I are the only ones left in the practice. This explains why she goes to the ladies toilets so often. My receptionist is a secret cunt rubbing wanker! I find it hard not to giggle, having found out that Janet is a dirty little finger fucking slut. I suppose I can't blame the poor cow. She has a constant stream of spunking men pouring past her desk all day and doesn't have the opportunity to relieve her feelings by getting properly to grips with their fucking huge hard knobs. I mean the huge hard problems those dickheads have with their huge hard knobs, including the heads of their dicks. I mean ... anyway, I feel only a gentle pity for her predicament. I myself of course am practically frigid, I only indulge in sexual activity for the sake of my clients but being a trained sex therapist, I realise that other women unfortunately have dirty fucking urges and needs which they are not able to control in a ladylike manner. Well, to tell you the truth, as I listen to Janet's increasingly louder moans and groans I can feel a warm dampness in my panties. I put my hand up my skirt. As I am already picturing Janet and her big boobs and fantastic arse crouched in the toilet next door, I'm not surprised to find my panties are sodden. I pull the gusset of my knickers to one side and run my finger over my clit, then down to my sloppy fuck-hole and stick two fingers up myself. Now I'm biting my lip not to make noise myself. Janet is starting to swear like a fucking trooper. "FUCK YEAH, OH FUCK ME YEAH, HOLY FUCKING SHIT THIS FEELS GOOD," Janet screams. I can hear the squelching of her fingers rubbing around her dripping wet cunt. It's clear that my receptionist is close to orgasm. I reluctantly take my fingers from my pussy, straighten my tight skirt and sneak out of the cubicle. I don't want Janet to find me in there when she comes out of the cubicle. I quietly go out of the toilet and head back to my office, my panties still wet and my twat very excited. This is just professional enthusiasm, you understand. I'm so excited to realise that the receptionist to my practice treating wankers is herself a fucking wanker. I am not a judgemental person so I decide not to take Janet to task over my desk for her improper wanking off in the ladies' toilets. It can't be easy working with a load of fucking wankers with big wangers. I reflect with regret that if only Janet were into cunt not cock, I might be able to lend a hand with her problem. In a purely professional capacity, of course. I go into my office and sit down at my desk. I compose myself, waving a file full of pictures of a client's cock to fan my face and trying to calm down. I glance at the client's cock, mmmm interesting bend in it .... I put it aside for a more careful perusal later, get some paperwork out and start to read up on case notes. After a few minutes Janet comes in with some files and heads over to the filing cabinet. I look over my sexy dark rimmed glasses at the panty show that I'm about to get. Janet bends over and her skirt rises over the perfect mounds of her arse. Her panties pull tight over her slit. 'JESUS CHRIST, HER PANTIES ARE SOAKED AND SHE HAS CUNT JUICE RUNNING DOWN THE INSIDE OF HER THIGHS,' I think to myself in disbelief. Janet must have had a huge fucking g-spot orgasm in the ladies toilets, what an achievement on a solo flight. That woman must have fingers longer than my Hunni Bunni Dual Stimulating Vibrator with Rotating Pleasure Pearls. Janet puts a file away then comes and stands by my desk. I adjust my glasses and see that Janet is rather flushed. "Are you OK, Janet, you look hot," I ask, concerned but really knowing. "Yes, I'm fine, Mrs Alltits, I just find it a bit warm in the office today. Has the heating been turned up?" Janet answers in a voice which is still panting. I say gravely: "No, Janet, the central heating is fine. It's at its usual temperature." "Oh it must be just me then," says Janet. I try hard not to smirk at her, knowing the real reason why my receptionist has a red face. "Charlie the perverted wanker has an appointment with you at 1.30, I've just checked the appointments diary," Janet informs me. "No he doesn't, the filthy knob-head has phoned to cancel his appointment," I tell Janet grumpily. Naturally I am delighted that Nurse Boobalicious is going to get the treat of a lifetime fucking the Hell out of Charlie's huge wanger, I just feel concerned in case she misses any finer points of his dick ... I mean case history. "Oh so why can't the perverted wanker come for his appointment?" Janet asks, obviously anxious herself for the welfare of that fucking bastard. "The horny cunt had some porn delivered this morning and he had to go to hospital with a severe case of wanker's cramp," I explain. "Oh the poor little shit," Janet sympathises. She is an intelligent girl and she adds: "I suppose the nurse has a big fucking pair of jugs." "YOU BET YOUR JUICY...er....oh yes he has managed to get himself into the tits ... I mean hands of Bertha Boobalicious," I answer. A reverential look crosses Janet's face. Janet is an E cup herself, and so she understands all about the management of big boobies. She and I often have a cosy bitch ... I mean chat over a cup of tea about how disgustingly enormous Bertha's big funbags are. I ask Janet to put a couple of files into the filing cabinet and Janet takes them from me then walks over to the cabinet. I'm concentrating hard on her arse so as to enjoy it to the full when her skirt rides up, and not listening very carefully. "The top drawers are full," Janet says but unfortunately all I can think about is how full her drawers are of arse cheek, and how wet with cunt juice. "I'm going to have to use the bottom drawer," says my receptionist, which makes me think about her bottom. Janet opens the bottom drawer. "OH SHIT NO JANET NOT THE BOTTOM DRAWER," I shout as I realise what she is doing. 'Oh fucking Hell!' I think. "So what do we have here then?" Janet gasps. She pulls some magazines from the bottom drawer of the filing cabinet. "My, my, my; dirty porn magazines in the bottom drawer"? Janet says. "Oh no no, they are Charlie the wanking arsehole's magazines, Janet," I answer, totally embarrassed at the situation. "I asked the filthy cunt to bring some porn magazines in so I could see the full extent to his porn problem." "No I don't think so, Mrs Alltits," Janet says suavely. That fucking slag is way too smart, I should've thought about it when I saw she had scored so many tutors ... I mean high marks on her secretarial course. "I don't think that wanking tosser would be looking at magazines called CockHappy and CockSure. In any case that wanking fucker likes women with huge tits and I don't see any big knockers in these magazines," Janet says. "No, I don't believe this secret stash of porn magazines belong to a cock wanking wanker. But I do believe this filthy porn stash belongs to a cunt rubbing wanker not a million miles away from here," says my receptionist slyly. "JANET REALLY PLEASE," I say, utterly shocked at how crude and forward my receptionist is being towards me. Janet flicks through the pages slowly. "BIG ... FAT ... LOOOONG ... JUICY ... COCKS ... HUGE ... SPUNKING ... COCKS ... AND BIG ... BULGING ... BOLLOCKS ... FUCKING HELL THESE ARE SOME ENORMOUS FUCKING PRICKS," says Janet in disbelief. Then Janet goes back to the bottom drawer and puts those magazines away and pulls a few more out. "So someone likes a nice juicy muff then, Luce?" asks Janet as she starts to flick through a few lesbian porn magazines. "WOW ... JUICY ... WET ... FUCKING ... CUNTS ... CUNT LICKING WHORES ... HUGE FUCKING TITS ... TITSUCKING SLUTS ... OPEN WET CUNT HOLES," Janet says again in disbelief. "BLOODY HELL LUCE LOOK AT THE PUSSY LIPS ON THIS WHORE," says Janet, holding open the magazine to show a philanthropic woman with her legs spread wide generously sharing a good view of her juiced up cunt. "SHE HAS CUNT LIPS LIKE A COUPLE OF PORK CHOPS" Janet says in total shock. "I BET SHE'S HAD PLENTY OF HARD COCKS SHOVED UP BETWEEN THOSE MEATY FANNY FLAPS," continues my filthy receptionist. I haven't heard Janet talk in this way before and this is shocking me. "Janet those magazines are just research material," I say, fanning myself some more with the pictures of my client's cock. "Don't you have any work to be getting on with?" I ask as I again adjust my sexy glasses and give her a stern look to assert my authority and position. My receptionist puts those lesbian magazines back in the bottom drawer. I may be imagining it, but I could swear she waggles her arse cheeks at me when she does this. She heads out of my office, giving me a devilish look over her shoulder as she closes the door behind her. I continue to finish off some paperwork. An hour and ten minutes later and I'm finally done. I go to my office door and peer out. The waiting room is empty and Janet is not at the reception desk. She must be having her afternoon tea break, either that or she's finger fucking her horny cunt in the ladies toilets again, the dirty slut. Well, today has been a day of fucking revelations! I go over to my filing cabinet and pull out a few of those lesbian magazines -- to check that Janet has not creased any of the pictures. I take them back to my desk and begin to flick through the pages, carefully checking all those wet twats and big tits. "FUCK IT, nobody is about, I'm going to stick my fingers up my cunt," I mutter. What with that lazy fucking bastard Charlie cancelling on me and hearing Janet fingering herself in the toilets, I am getting really fucking hot and horny. I open the magazines and place them on my desk so I can see the filthy fucking pictures at a good angle -- for research purposes. Then I sit back in my leather chair, spread my legs wide and put my feet up on my desk. I believe in hands-on research myself. I undo my top to get my enormous motherfucking tits out. These big fuckers are going to get a real good fucking groping. My nipples are already erect and are sticking out like acorns. I run my hand up my skirt towards my already soaking wet twat. Fucking Hell, I'm feeling as horny as fuck. I'm in desperate need to get myself off. Pulling my saturated red and black panties to one side I give my clit a good rubbing. I can feel my creamy cunt juices running out of my hungry fuck-hole onto my leather chair. I squeeze the fuck out of my big knockers as I plunge three fingers up into my gaping cunt. "OH SHIT, OOOH FUCKING SHIT" I scream. "THAT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD!" I frantically finger my cunt. My huge tits are bouncing around like they have a life of their own. These filthy pictures are making my snatch really cream up. I take my fingers from my cunt and take them in my mouth. Oh fuck my twat tastes so fucking good as I lick my fingers clean. Then I plunge them back up into my cunt again. I get so carried away that I forget that I'm in my office and anyone could just walk in and catch me wanking my cunt. I'm that far gone that I don't give a shit. I'm that excited that all I want to do is finger my sopping wet hole. "JESUS CHRIST THIS FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD. I FUCKING LOVE IT. OH SHIT FUCKING HELL". I scream as I picture to myself some huge cock fucking me, and a creamy wet cunt I could lick at the same time. Then my office door swings opens and Janet walks in. "OH FUCKING SHIT!" I say, taking my fingers out of my cunt. I quickly take my feet off of my desk and sit up straight. I struggle to get my massive tits back into my top. "FUCKING HELL MRS ALLTITS HAVE I JUST CAUGHT YOU WANKING YOURSELF OFF!" Janet shouts in shock, dumb-struck at what she has just caught me doing. I quickly pick up a pen. "NO I AM, ER, JUST FINISHING OFF SOME PAPERWORK," I reply as I try to compose myself, and wipe the cunt juice surreptitiously off my fingers before it runs all over my clients' notes. Janet walks across and looks at the open porn magazines on my desk. "Yes I can see just what kind of paperwork you are catching up on," my receptionist says. I don't know what to say as I'm still flustered at being caught with my fingers up my fucking cunt, my twat is still throbbing with lust and also leaking fuck-hole juice. My big tits are rising and falling in my very low-cut top as I pant to get my breath back. I tell Janet that she is mistaken with what she saw. "Oh no I caught you red handed," the smug cow replies. She seductively licks her pouting full mouth, running her tongue slowly over the rich red lipsticked lips as if she knows very well what an effect that has on people. Janet walks slowly behind my desk and behind my leather chair. My receptionist then puts her hands on my shoulders and gives them a gentle rub. "Now then, Luce, we have been developing a very good working relationship," says Janet in a soft soothing tone. "Maybe it's time we had some boss-receptionist downtime together." I can't believe my ears. My receptionist is not only a dirty finger-fucking wanking slut; she is either a bonking bisexual or a lusty lesbian and is about to assist me in ways which were not part of the job description when she applied. Already the soothing pressure of her fingers on my shoulders is making me realise I was seriously remiss in not putting these skills down as essential when I first advertised for a receptionist. I begin to relax under the massage that my receptionist is giving me. I rest my head back on my chair as I let Janet work the stress out of my neck and shoulders. As I loll my head back, looking up at Janet, I see her looking straight at my deep cleavage completely mesmerized at the sheer size of my enormous tits. Holy fucking fuck! can it be that my receptionist was wanking off in the ladies toilets to thoughts of my boobs rather than my clients' cocks? To think that I was naive enough to believe her when she said she kept her fingernails short because she was going for the Fastest Finger Typist in Britain Award. My horny receptionist certainly has a good view looking down my top at my heaving knockers. I am getting that familiar warm itchy feeling between my legs again. Janet expertly eases the tension from my shoulders. Then she lightly kisses my neck "Oh fuck Janet that is going to get me fucking going," I whimper with excitement, as she works her hands on me. Janet slowly reaches down and lightly rubs my fucking boobs. The light rubbing quickly turns to a good squeezing, then just full on groping of my large jugs. "I've wanted to get my hands on these huge fucking tits ever since I started working here," Janet confesses. "OH GOD, JANET JUST SQUEEZE THESE HUGE FUCKERS. PLEASE JUST GROPE THE FUCK OUT OF THEM. I JUST LOVE HAVING MY HUGE TITS MAULED," I shout to my worked up receptionist. Janet squeezes my big knockers together, really getting her fingers going on the colossal size of my fucking tits. "I want to suck these massive bastards all fucking night long," she says in my ear. Janet is obviously getting very horny judging by the way she is handling my huge tits. She is desperately groping them like her life depends on it. I spread my stocking clad legs and reach down to stuff my fingers back up into my juicy wet cunt again. "I want to lick out your cunt, Luce," announces Janet. "OH JANET FUCK YEAH. I'M FEELING SO FUCKING RANDY!" I say, writhing in my leather chair. Janet then stands up and takes me by the hand over to the couch that I use for my patients. As we walk over to the couch we discard our clothes until we are both wearing only the slutty high heels necessary in our profession, stockings and suspenders and fuck all else -- although I do still have my glasses on. [What will Mrs Alltits and Janet be doing on that couch? (Like your fertile imagination can't already supply the answer, you dirty fucking pervert.) All will be revealed - well, anything that hasn't already been revealed -- in the final depraved instalment of Big Tits Sex Therapist Gets a Warm Reception.] BTST Gets a Warm Reception Pt. 03 Big Tits Sex Therapist Gets a Warm Reception Part 3 Copyright © 2013 Charlie the Wanking Wanker and Kingswoman Written by Charlie the Wanking Wanker. Voiced by Kingswoman. Horribly deprived of the opportunity to do good and save another miserable fucking wanker from himself, Mrs. Alltits has been caught practicing her professional methods on herself by her own receptionist. However, it turns out that Janet has not been keeping her fingers in good trim for the Fastest Finger Typist in Britain Award. Stripped of most of their clothes -- apart from Luce Alltits' glasses - the two women have resorted to the therapist's couch. Will Mrs. Alltits completely lose control? * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (13 min/mp3) * * * * * By the time we arrive at the couch, my professionalism has reasserted itself. I stand with my hands on my hips, my huge tits sticking out of my chest like fucking missiles about to blow. Janet cannot take her eyes off of those massive motherfuckers. "Janet," I say, looking at her sternly over the tops of my sexy dark-rimmed glasses. "I came into the ladies toilets earlier and heard you finger-fucking your cunt, you dirty wanking slut." Janet blushes bright red. "MRS ALLTITS!" she says in horror. "You have a serious problem," I tell her. "Now it says in your contract that you are entitled to free medical support from the practice and I strongly suggest you take advantage of me ... I mean of this generous offer I am making." I fondle her large tits as I explain this to her to emphasise the points of her nipples ... I mean my point. "I need help," the poor slag confesses, with a sly look at me. "You have come to the right place," I assure her. I take her in a kindly embrace. Our huge knockers knock together and we both howl with excitement. Janet puts her arms around me and we rub our big tits up against each other's big tits to get Janet relaxed enough for the session. That cunt-loving cunt is soon nearly legless with trembling knees. Janet lays back on the plush couch and opens her legs holding her hand out inviting me to get between her legs to lick her slick cunt. I feast my eyes upon the most beautiful cunt imaginable, making a very thorough inspection through my glasses before carefully putting them to one side. I don't want a repeat of the entangled-in-the-crotch-hair incident which led to Mr. Dogooder having to cum back ... I mean come back for multiple sessions. I get on my knees and start lapping up and down Janet's tasty cunt lips, pausing at the top to take her luscious pearl of a clitoris into my mouth. "OH LUCE, SHIT THAT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD!" says Janet as she writhes on the couch. "OH MY GOD, LICK MY WET CREAMY CUNT," Janet shouts. She puts her hand on the back of my head and pulls my face hard to her cunt as she becomes more urgent. I lick faster at the slippery folds of her pretty pussy lips. The smell of Janet's hot cunt is intoxicating. "THAT'S IT, HOLD MY HEAD THERE BITCH!" I shout while I frantically tongue-fuck her cunt-hole. I close my eyes and devour her most intimate parts, my mouth working to lap up as much of my receptionist's pussy juice as possible. I reach down and rub my own clit hard and start to finger my hot fuck-hole again. I haven't frigged myself like this in fucking ages. I stand up, my mouth and chin covered in yummy tasty twat cream. Janet lays flat on the couch and I position myself over her so that we are in a sixty nine position. Janet grabs hold of my arse cheeks and pulls me desperately onto her face and just devours my slippery hot snatch. We have our faces buried between each others ' legs, licking the fuck out of our over excited fuck-holes. The feel of Janet's big full cunt-sucking lips on my pussy is exquisite. We are both moaning and groaning, writhing about in total abandon, eating out each other's juiced up muff. But that bitch is a tough customer; she is still not fucking cumming in spite of my swirling my tongue around her clit and in and out of her pussy. I climb off of my horny receptionist and go over to my desk. Janet spreads her legs and is finger fucking the shit out of her squelching cunt. I pull out my big strap-on 12" dong from my desk drawer and quickly harness myself up so that I have a twelve inch cock sticking out in front of me. I grab an appropriately enormous condom and roll it over my impressive big dildo. I am sure going to give my receptionist a real good rogering. She is a hard-working girl and deserves a good shagging and fuck me am I ever going to give this horny finger fucking slut a good screwing. My professional reputation is at stake here; if I can't satisfy my own receptionist, how can I hold my head up to anyone's cock again. We are two over excited bitches in heat who just don't know what to do next because we are so desperately excited. I walk over to my receptionist and Janet takes her fingers out of her creamy pussy and holds her cunt-hole open. I get between Janet's wide spread legs and plunge my big dildo deep into her desperate hungry cunt. I lay flat on Janet, our stomachs pressing hard and our big tits rubbing together as we embrace in a frenzied fuck. The sweat between us lubricates our writhing bodies as we passionately kiss each other, my tongue in Janet's mouth and Janet's tongue probing my mouth. I lick my receptionist's pouting succulent lips and we kiss the faces off of each other. As our bodies writhe on each other, Janet grabs hold of my huge tits and gives them a fucking good groping. She then lifts her head and takes an erect nipple into her mouth. Sucking hard, she squeezes my big jugs together. "OH FUCK FUCK YOUR TITS ARE FUCKING FANTASTIC MRS ALLTITS!" Janet screams I quicken my pace as I screw my receptionist hard. This is one frenzied fuck I am giving Janet and Janet clearly likes a real good screwing. "OH FUCK, SHIT FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, BLOODY HELL LUCE YOUR FUCKING TITS ARE DRIVING ME MAD!" Janet pants as I get into a rhythm and start giving my receptionist a real hard fucking. Janet's legs spread wide like a willing whore and I have my hands on her fantastic arse cheeks to steady myself. "DO YOU LIKE BEING FUCKED BY MY BIG MOTHERFUCKER OF A COCK JANET," I say as I pound into her very juicy cunt. "OH YES, YES, YES FUCK ME HARD YOU HORNY SLUT. FUCK ME HARDER WITH THAT CUNT-BUSTER OF A STRAP-ON COCK" Janet screams, eagerly grappling my tits. I hold my whore of a receptionist's spread legs steady. She reaches up to take my tit into her mouth again, moaning and sucking on that giant FF bastard. Then Janet has an intense orgasm, ejaculating creamy cunt juice all over my rampant fucking dildo. I pull my long length from her spent satisfied pussy. I stand up feeling really good with this long cock dripping cream sticking out from my crotch. Janet lays back on my patient's couch with a big smile on her face, cunt juice still leaking out from between her sexy legs. Janet then gets up breathless from the fucking I have just given her. She walks over to my desk and bends over and slightly parts her legs. There it is the Holy Grail of what is Janet's perfect arse. My receptionist looks back at me and glances hungrily at the huge long dong swinging between my legs. "COME ON MRS ALLTITS RAM THAT BIG FUCKER UP MY SLIPPERY CUNT AND FUCK ME INTO NEXT WEEK. I FUCKING NEED IT," Janet says desperately as she puts her hands on my desk to brace herself for the hard fucking she is about to receive. Well, fuck me! My receptionist must have read my mind earlier, as this is just the treatment I had considered giving that naughty finger-fucking wanking slut. The inside of her thighs are a wet mess of cunt slime, so I know her fuck-hole is saturated. I know her twat is wet and my big long strap-on cock will slide in Janet's cunt with ease. I go and position myself behind my receptionist and hold my big dildo and guide the head to the entrance of her gaping twat. "COME ON LUCE RAM THAT FUCKER IN ME," Janet says. I hold onto Janet's hips and slowly stick my big dong up into her inch by fucking inch. "OOOOOHH FUUUUUUUCK" Janet screams as she gets her fuck-hole filled. I grab her hips tighter and quicken my pace and fuck my receptionist harder. Then Janet asks: "TALK DIRTY TO ME, TELL ME WHAT A NAUGHTY GIRL I AM." So I go into a foul mouthed rant knowing that this will really get her off and make her cunt so fucking juiced up. "YOU ARE A VERY NAUGHTY GIRL AREN'T YOU? I DIDN'T KNOW I TOOK ON SUCH A FILTHY WHORE WHEN I TOOK YOU ON," I pant as I carry on pumping my twelve inch dong into her. "OH FUCK YEAH," Janet squeals. "I GO INTO THE LADIES TOILETS AND FINGER-FUCK MY CUNT," my receptionist confesses. Already knowing I play along "OH JANET YOU REALLY ARE A VERY NAUGHTY GIRL. YOU ARE A VERY NAUGHTY FINGER-FUCKING WANKER!" I shout at Janet. My huge tits are bouncing around like crazy as I continue to pound my receptionist's soaking wet cunt. By now I am banging into my receptionist for all I'm worth and Janet is loving every fucking minute of it. "COME ON YOU CUNT LOVING SLUT TAKE MY BIG FUCKING COCK," I say. Janet is holding onto my desk for dear life as I pump her from behind. Janet is close to orgasm, screaming obscenities like it's going out of fashion. Janet screams "I'M A COCK AND CUNT LOVING WHORE. FUCK ME HARDER MRS ALLTITS. MAKE ME CUM". I am now pumping her like an overworked piston. I lean over and start banging my huge tits on her back as I pump in and out of her juiced up pussy. Janet tenses up as her third orgasm of the day erupts and I continue to plough the fuck out of her cunt. My receptionist screams the fucking roof off as she orgasms on my big fat dong. "I'M CUMMING, I'M FUCKING CUMMING. OH SHIT HOLY FUCKING SHIT," Janet blasts out as her twat creams all over my well used strap-on prick. I slowly slip my big dong out of my receptionist's well fucked cunt. Janet stands up straight, unsteady from the fucking pounding she has just been given. I put my arm around her to steady her and we stagger over to the couch. We both lay down and cuddle up to each other, coming down from this sexual high that we are on. I can tell that we are going to need a much more thorough evaluation next time I assess how much my fast-fingered receptionist is fitting in. I mean how she is fitting in in the practice! I mean how well she is managing under the load I give her, I mean workload! workload. I mean ... well, there will be a lot more deskwork going on around here, is what I mean. The End.