by Kane, Carla
Jennifer opened her mouth towards him as the other men’s hands rubbed their way all over her. She no longer knew who was who or what was what. It was like making love to some reality-bending sexual incubus. Brian chuckled throatily and put his hand on her head as he maneuvered his shiny dick into her mouth.
It tasted delicious, hot and hard and salty. The juices mingled with her saliva as he pushed it down her throat and she swallowed greedily. Between her legs, Joey – at least she thought it was Joey – slid his fingers into her cunt and began to rub her aching walls. She felt another cock push up against her face and she looked up to see Gordo smiling down on her cheekily.
‘You want some Gordo too?’ he asked.
Jennifer pulled her mouth off Brian’s cock and thrust her head over Gordo’s huge member. It was hard as volcanic rock as it unfurled inside her like a tiger’s fist. Behind her Tony continued to kiss her neck and worked his hands down around her tits, holding them possessively in his hands. Between her legs, Joey opened his mouth over her cunt and began to flick at her clit with his tongue. Stars exploded in her head as she gave herself up to the multifarious hands, mouths and dicks of LA’s finest.
Joey lifted his head up between her legs, pressing his hard chest against her pubic mound, the skin of his toned stomach rubbing against her outer lips. ‘You wanna lift her off this chair fellas?’ he said, ‘I think it’s time one or two of us fucked her.’
Joey stood up and Brian and Gordo pulled their hot dicks away from her face. Together they reached down and lifted her up from the seat, turning her over, with her wrist still handcuffed to the armrest.
‘Oh yeah,’ Tony sighed, checking out her naked ass and dripping cunt. He pulled down his pants and positioned himself in underneath her, sitting down on the seat. His cock was sticking right up and the two others began to move her back down over him, wicked smiles on their face.
‘You want it in the ass?’ Joey asked her, ‘Huh? That way I can put mine in your sexy little snatch at the same time.’
Jennifer had to admit that sounded absolutely fantastic. ‘Uh-huh,’ she nodded, ‘I’d like that a lot.’
‘I bet you would.’
Gordo and Brian lowered her slowly down over Tony as he spat on his hand and rubbed it on his cock to lube himself up for her. Jennifer closed her eyes and opened her ass, shivering with pleasure as she felt it push over Tony’s hot tip. They continued to lower her down gently as Tony filled her up completely, pushing the walls of her asshole wide apart.
Joey rubbed her cunt as he waited for his chance to enter her and Jennifer came hard and suddenly, going rigid over Tony’s massive cock and trembling wildly. The guys all laughed.
‘Hey you see that, Captain?’ Gordo asked, ‘we made her cum!’
‘What, you want a medal?’ the Captain asked from his desk. ‘Make her do it again, God damn it. Maybe then I’ll be impressed.’
Gordo shrugged and then guided his cock back towards Jennifer’s mouth. As she opened her lips around his slippery black cock, Joey moved forward between her legs and guided his dick into her pussy. Oh God! With Tony in her asshole, Joey in her cunt and Gordo in her mouth, she’d never felt so stuffed in all her life. Rivulets of pleasure spun through her body as the cops fucked her every orifice, each in rhythm with the other.
Brian took her cuffed hand and she looked up at him, Gordo’s cock still filling her mouth. He smiled and guided her hand towards his dick. She took it in her palm, loving the heat and hardness of it, and began to jerk him up and down.
‘Good girl,’ he said, ruffling her hair.
‘Oh shit, I’m coming!’ Gordo shouted and immediately exploded in her mouth without any further warning.
His hot salty cream hit the back of her throat and she gulped it down greedily. Gordo stepped back to give himself time to recover and Brian immediately took his cock from her hand.
‘Let me get some of that hot mouth,’ he grunted and pushed his thing into her open lips. A minute later he came too.
As Tony fucked her asshole, grunting beneath her on the chair, and Joey thrust in and out of her pussy above them, she felt herself cumming again. She reached up around Joey’s tight ass and squeezed tight, pulling him harder into herself. She shuddered into rapture as Joey leaned down and kissed her hungrily. He pulled back and smiled.
‘Fuck,’ he said, ‘she did it again.’
‘Good job Gonzales.’ the Captain said.
Joey resumed fucking her, slowly gaining speed, working his way up to orgasm once more. He shot his wad inside her and then pulled out, grinning as he did so.
Beneath her Tony wrapped his hands around her waist and pressed his mouth against her shoulder. The guy was still hard as a rock and going strong. She was starting to hurt back there but still he pushed on. She threw back her head against his body and let herself find the pleasure in it.
‘Hey Captain,’ Joey called, ‘don’t you want a go?’
‘All in due time,’ Leahy grinned, ‘all in due time.’
Jennifer was working her way up to her third orgasm when Tony erupted inside her like a fleshy volcano, shooting hot spurts of cum up her anal passage.
‘Ohhh God!’ He grunted as he shuddered beneath her.
He held her hips against his for a moment longer as he recovered. The Captain stood up from his chair.
‘Well Miss De Le Cruz,’ he said as he walked slowly around his desk towards her, ‘I’m afraid we’ve found you guilty. Guilty as sin and now you’re going to have to pay.’
He unbuckled his belt and stood before. Jennifer looked up at him with excitement. He was the one she really wanted. The others were just boys. She wanted a man.
‘Cassidy,’ he barked, ‘stand to attention.’
‘Yes Captain,’ Tony grunted and then lifted Jennifer’s ass so he could stand up. He went to rest with the others against the wall as they watched her and the Captain.
‘You’ve been a bad, bad girl,’ the Captain said and slowly took his huge iron dick out of his pants. ‘You know what bad girls get?’
Jennifer was pretty sure alright and she wanted it more than anything else in the world.
‘They get the Captain’s Rod.’
He placed his hands on her head and she opened her mouth over his wonderful dick. The other cops cheered and, as he filled her, Jennifer couldn’t help but smile around her mouthful of dick. Such boys.
He thrust in and out of her mouth in strong powerful strokes, Jennifer sucking hard on his cock each time it entered. Finally he pulled out again and looked down at her sternly. Without a word he reached down between her legs and began to stroke her soaking pussy. He lifted up her ass and lowered his cock towards her, spreading her hungry cunt right open and filling her again.
Jennifer sighed with pleasure as he pushed into her. The Captain’s cock was the biggest of all, and it fucked her stronger and harder and faster than any of the others. As he held her hips in his firm hands, Jennifer squirmed beneath him, consumed with the pleasures of sin. She was going to cum again soon and this time it would be best of all.
The Captain continued to fuck her, every movement governed by the rhythm of control. The pleasure began to reverberate through her body, to rise inside her. The Captain felt it too and he squeezed her ass tighter, held her body closer to his and fucked her with more purpose still.
‘Oh! My! God!’ Jennifer warbled as she clenched her cunt around him and climaxed wildly. She went blind with pleasure, trembling beneath him, almost forgetting for a moment where she was.
‘A heh,’ the Captain smiled and then pulled out of her, shooting his hot jizzum onto her naked belly.
‘Holy shit,’ Jennifer panted, as soon she regained her breath. She turned her head to the side and looked at the cops staring at her in wide-eyed wonder. They started to clap.
‘What a show!’ Gordo shouted, ‘God damn!’
‘You’re the best, captain!’ Joey shouted.
‘Finest damn community activist I’ve ev
er seen,’ Brian mumbled.
The captain stroked Jennifer’s cheek gently and smiled at her. ‘Well,’ he said, ‘consider this as time served. Ma’am, you’re free to go.’
He took the key for the handcuffs from his pocket and slid it into the lock. The cuffs opened and Jennifer rubbed her wrist. It stung a little bit but then, so did the rest of her too.
‘You know,’ she said, ‘you guys are alright. For cops that is.’
‘Hey watch it,’ Tony grinned.
The Captain went back to his desk and pulled a towel out of the drawer. He threw it onto Jennifer’s lap. ‘You can use that to clean yourself up,’ he said. ‘and then keep it. I don’t want it back.’
Jennifer started wiping the cum and juices off her legs and her chin. And her chest. And everywhere else on her body.
‘Hey Captain,’ Joey called, ‘can I take my coffee break now?’
‘Sure.’
Joey turned to Jennifer. ‘So Jen,’ he said, ‘you wanna go grab a coffee?’
‘Hey,’ Gordo shouted, ‘I was going to ask her that!’
‘Meet too you asshole,’ Tony piped in.
Brian sighed. Obviously he’d had the same idea but didn’t fancy his chances at the end of the line.
‘Sure,’ Jennifer grinned, wiping the last of the cream from her body, ‘and that goes for the rest of you too. We can all go.’ She stood up and walked to the door.
‘Awesome!’ Gordo shouted and high-fived Brian.
Jennifer left the room and the four young cops followed, pushing and shoving each other, jostling for her attention. The Captain sat back down and put his feet on the desk. He lit a cigar and smiled, blowing a stream of blue smoke up at the smoke detector, disabled on the ceiling above him.
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Ad Men
Seduced by the Sixties Executive
It was a sunny Monday morning and Madison Avenue buzzed with activity as Suzie Armstrong hurried down the street towards the Copperfield skyscraper building. The sidewalk was awash with professional gentlemen – all fine suits and hats, expensive briefcases and carefully-polished spectacles – as they swarmed to and fro to their different destinations. It was all quite a lot for Suzie to take in, this was to be her first day as a working girl. Her first ever job and it happened to be in one of the most exciting places in the city.
As she clutched her bag to her chest and tried her best to dodge the swarms of gentlemen, apparently oblivious to her tiny frame as they rushed around her, she wondered if she could ever get used to so much activity. She lived out in Brooklyn with her mother and two older sisters so she wasn’t exactly accustomed to the faster pace of the metropolis. Up ahead she saw the shiny glass doors of the Copperfield building and she hurried on over.
Inside, the lobby was almost as busy as the street outside. The deep hum of several voices all talking at once could be heard and Suzie peered up at the address board above the elevators across the room. Let’s see, she thought to herself, Harlan Fisher, Harlan Fisher. She caught the listing and the floor number and then continued over to the elevator.
‘Ma’am,’ the bellhop nodded as he held the door open for her.
‘The sixth floor please,’ Suzie smiled politely and positioned herself inside the lift.
Behind her there were three well-turned-out young men in rich suits with their hair brylcreemed back all in the same fashionable side-parting. Suzie wondered if they worked at Harlan Fisher Advertising Agency too.
‘So hey,’ one of them spoke, a sly smile sounding in his voice, ‘not long now till you tie the knot, is it William?’
‘Teddy please,’ another spoke, this one with a more refined accent, the kind one acquires from a privileged upbringing, ‘don’t remind me. Only a week or two left before my life is officially over.’
‘Two weeks,’ the third one chuckled, ‘that’s only fourteen nights, Billy boy – what is that, a few hundred hours? You better get moving.’
Teddy guffawed. ‘James is right Bill,’ he said, ‘not much time left to sample the gals of the city. But hey, I hear Jon Sugar’s got a new secretary starting today. Maybe you could start with her.’
Suzie bristled. Did they know that the girl they were talking about was standing right in front of them? Surely not, but she still felt a flush go to her cheek as they continued talking.
‘A new secretary?’ William said, ‘That man gets all the luck.’
The other two laughed.
‘I’m serious,’ William continued, ‘they treat him like a god around here, give him everything.’
‘Yeah well when you start bringing in as much business as Jon Sugar does to this place then maybe you can talk.’
‘That’s right,’ James said, ‘the guy’s a machine. He deserves a fresh pair of legs every now and then, if only to keep him happy and productive for the rest of us.’
‘Exactly,’ Teddy nodded, ‘and I wonder how hot this one will be? I’ve gotta say: I love a nice pair of sexy legs.’
Suzie felt her cheeks blush a deeper shade of red. This was unheard of where she came from. Who were these men? Surely not the famous advertising executives of Madison Avenue? They spoke like ruffians.
‘Hmmm,’ James sighed, ‘the legs are good but it’s what they lead up to that I want. Oh yeah.’
The three of them snorted with deep, throaty laughter. Despite herself Suzie felt a twinge of heat in her belly. She pinched her hand to try to get a hold on herself. This was so crude and unseemly.
‘So what do you think Bill?’ Teddy asked, ‘you going to ride out for one last hurrah?’
‘Oh we’ll see,’ William replied in a coy voice, ‘perhaps if the right gal comes into my sights.’
There was the quiet sound of muffled laughter as they tried to restrain themselves. Suzie was sure now that they were taking notice of her, in front of them in the elevator. Checking her out and defiling her with their eyes – and there was nothing she could do about it. For a moment a thought popped into her head. What would happen, she wondered, if the elevator suddenly broke down, if the men lost their cool and decided to act on the implication of their words? If they took her and stripped her and –
She bit her lip and tried to shake herself out of it. Now really Suzie, she told herself, what on earth’s gotten into you? What would Father McCarthy say? It must have been the heat. The heat and the excitement of starting her new job. The elevator doors opened and the bellhop removed his hat.
‘Floor number six,’ he said, ‘Harlan Fisher. Ma’am, have a nice day. Fellas.’
Suzie stepped out into the offices and looked around her. So this was it, her new professional home. The main floor was littered with desks, each one with a girl busily working, their hair all done up in fashionable beehives or bouffants, typing frenetically on typewriters or speaking into telephones. As she stood frozen in wonder by all this activity, the men from the elevator stepped around her. They glanced back as they passed and smiled at her wickedly, snickering like a gang of prowling dogs. Suzie blushed.
‘Now don’t mind them,’ a voice called and Suzie looked up.
An elegant and buxom lady with fiery red hair was coming towards her. She was beautiful. ‘You must be Suzie,’ she said, ‘June Kerouac, office manager.’
‘Hi,’ Suzie smiled, putting out her hand, ‘it’s nice to meet you Miss Kerouac.’
‘Please, call me June,’ the older woman replied, ‘so you found us alright?’
‘Yes,’ Suzie answered, ‘it’s very fast-paced around this part of the city.’
“You can say that again,’ June agreed, a sly twinkle in her eye, ‘come on, I’ll show you around the place.’
She began walking down the aisle and Suzie hurried to catch up with her.
‘So you had to share an elevator with the Three Stooges back there?’ June asked conversationally, ‘God help you. I trust they weren’t too lurid for you?’
Suzie smiled shyly. ‘Oh no,’ she said, ‘not at all.’ Quite frankly, she was too embarr
assed to say anything otherwise.
‘Hmmm, I’m sure,’ June replied, in a way that said she had her doubts and they were very strong doubts indeed. ‘Ok,’ she said, ‘this is the executive floor, where the creative execs and the account execs all have their offices – Jon Sugar included, who I’ll introduce you to later. He’s in a meeting right now. Tommy Harlan and Chuck Fisher, the senior partners, are also on this floor. Most of the real work goes on on the floor below this one but you won’t have to go down there too often and you better not tell anybody I just said that about the work either, ok?’
Suzie smiled. ‘Of course,’ she said. She was starting to like June Kerouac.
‘Good,’ June smirked, ‘I can tell you and I are going to get along just fine together.’ She continued across the room. ‘Come on,’ she said, ‘Mr. Sugar’s office is just down here. As I said, he’s having a meeting at the moment but I’ll help you get set up outside so you’re ready for him when he’s done.’
As they walked past the rows of desk, Suzie heard a flirty giggle from across the room and looked up. One of the pool girls was sitting on the surface of her desk, with a handsome young executive above her. He had his hand on her thigh and was trying to run it up under her skirt while she made an attempt to fight him off – admittedly not very forcefully. Suzie couldn’t believe it as she stared. The girl’s hair was coming undone and she looked like she has having the kind of fun that you most definitely should not be having in a public office. With his other hand, the executive stroked her back and glanced at her lithe body with a predatory smile.
‘Oh George!’ she enthused, ‘stop it you filthy animal you!’
‘George Breslin,’ June called over at him, an amused smile on her painted face, ‘unhand that girl and let her get back to work. Some of us are trying to keep this company afloat, you know.’