Wendy finds a new job
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storyteller100

I looked in the local paper wondering if I would be lucky finding a job, having been made redundant a few of months previously, the bills were mounting up and the rent on the apartment was now two months in arrears. I was looking into a financial abyss. Pulling myself together I scanned the ads section. At first glance I saw nothing and almost as I was folding the paper up I noticed a small notice tucked into the bottom right hand corner. It read:

'Personal assistant required. Excellent salary available to the right person. Must be able to work unusual hours and be outward going. Send your cv to FK financial services.com together with a full length photograph. Ring 0800500500.'

I reread the ad and thought it would be a real good opportunity. I sent through a CV and followed it up with a phone call just to make sure they had received it. I was put through to a Mrs Gent who confirmed she had received my CV and the requisite photograph. She followed up the conversation by asking me a number of questions about my previous employment and suggested to me that I go in for an interview. She stated that there was a standard uniform which I would be expected to wear. The interview would be carried out in three parts. First, there would be a standard interview and if successful I would go forward to the second part which included trying the uniform for size and thirdly a possible trial period that day which would be paid at £300.

'Is there anything special I should wear?' I wondered.

'No,' she replied,' we have a uniform that all the girls wear and we would be asking you to try on the outfit if you are successful at the first interview, so come as you see fit.'

We agreed a time and a date. On the day of the interview it was unusually hot. Looking through my wardrobe, I decided to wear a white blouse and flared skirt with heels.

When I arrived I buzzed the door and was instructed to go to the 15th floor. Opening the door I entered the office. The girl on reception welcomed me in. I noticed the hem of her short navy blue skirt had ridden up showing her bare thighs and the tops of her black hold ups. Any higher and she would be flashing her knickers. The top two buttons of her white blouse were undone and it was tied in a knot just under her bust leaving her bare torso down to her skirt. Around her neck she wore a short navy and yellow striped loose tie. I doubted she was wearing a bra for the outline of her nipples was too obvious. I realised that this must be the uniform Mrs Gent had talked about and obviously wouldn't suit everybody. The girl had me sign in and I sat waiting.

A skinny blond with rounded breasts dressed in uniform came over to me.

'Miss Stafford?'

I nodded.

'I'm Clair, would you follow me please?'

I followed the swaying skirt looking at her long legs and glancing around at other girls in their revealing uniforms. She knocked on a door and spoke.

'Miss Stafford is here to see you.'

'Ah yes, let her come in.'

A tall slim man in his early thirties stood up and walked from behind his desk to shake my hand. He was quite handsome with his short hair and broad shoulders. He greeted me and invited me to sit on the chair in front of his desk.

'Miss Stafford, good you could come in and see me. I'm Frank Kendrick. Won't you take a seat? Would you like something to drink?'

I asked for some tea and Clair, the girl who had led me to his room went off and presently came back with the drinks. Bending over towards me, she was another one not wearing a bra.

'You have lovely views from here.' I said looking at a pair of firm tits down the front of her blouse.

'Yes, he said, 'you can see for miles around from up here,' and Clair smiled at me knowing the comments they were about her.

I thought the interview went well. He asked me about my computer skills, my past experience at managing the diary, organisation skills. I told him what he wanted to know and he nodded frequently at my answers. He said I would be working for him and Clair was helping out in the meantime.

'Well, he said,' you seem well qualified; I think it's time for you to try on one of our uniforms if you have no objections. I presume you were asked before you came in.'

'Oh yes, the lady told me it would be a requirement if I passed the first test.'

'Oh good, so if you wouldn't mind getting dressed in the room just over there, we'll see how it fits you.'

I got up and walked into the room next door. Laid out were three sizes of the uniform I had seen being worn by the other girls. I stripped down to my small panties and as I had seen the receptionist and Clair braless I unhooked my D cup bra and looked in the mirror. I loosened my hair and let it fall onto my shoulders. My tits still had their firmness so I slipped on the blouse and pulled up the skirt. In the mirror I looked quite sexy. The dress seemed a little too short on me since my crotch was only just hidden and the blouse was a bit on the tight side but unbuttoning the two buttons helped and enhanced my cleavage. The black heels assisted the look of my legs and the dark hold up stockings showed my bare thighs just below the hem. I pulled the skirt down as far as it would go , which wasn't very far, and left hoping I would make a good impression.

His eyes lit up as I emerged from the side room. Yes, I mused, I had his attention.

'Yes, the uniform fits you very well. Tell me would you say you were a shy woman?'

I thought of all the times I had been out on the pull and knew that I could be a bit of an exhibitionist rather than being shy so I replied that I wasn't.

'In that case, I want you to watch Clair.' He buzzed his phone and asked Clair to come to his room.

'Yes Mr Kendrick, you wanted to see me.'

'I did. Now I want you to undo your blouse for me.'

'Yes Mr Kendrick,' and she began to undo the buttons on her shirt until the front was loose. His hand stroked her leg and then disappeared under the hem of her skirt. Clair just let him do it and didn't bat an eyelid.

'You see how compliant she is? And now, undo the buttons of Miss Stafford's uniform.'

She came over and looked at me direct in the eyes. She smiled sweetly at me as she reached forward and I felt the first button release then the next. Since the front of her shirt was open, she showed off her breasts and nipples which were small and hard. Frank Kendrick watched my reactions as Clair continued to undo me and I guessed this kind of thing turned him on.

'Do you know Clair is a lesbian?' he asked me.

I shook my head.

'Does it bother you that she is undoing your blouse?'

It was a long time since my school days and I remembered getting changed very slowly with Emily after a swimming lesson as we touched each other's bodies. She had made me wet and I would have come had it not been for the sharp call from Mrs Schofield, our teacher, to get a move on. It turned out my best friend was gay. Sweet memories, so I shook my head.

'Not at all Mr. Kendrick, in fact I think Clair has some wonderful tits. ' I answered.

He nodded to Clair and she slipped her hands inside the front of my shirt and she found my breasts. Her hands were soft and her touch delicate and I was taken back at the erotic nature I felt. Clair looked divine, her lips were partially open and her deep blue eyes penetrated my own. I was being drawn into wanting to kiss her and feel her tongue in my mouth.

'This is your final test Miss Kendrick. I want you to slip your hand up Clair's skirt and tell me what you find.'

My heart was beating faster and I was surprised that I was wetting. Her fingers had begun to rub my nipples hard as mine touched the top of her hold ups. I inched forward over her smooth thighs and reached the top of her legs. Moving my fingers sideways I encountered her shaven mound with the unmistakable slit dissecting it in half. As my finger ran over it and I saw her take a sharp intake of air. The atmosphere was electric as if all noise had ceased to witness this event. Clair had her eyes shut as if concentrating on the pleasure she was receiving.

'She isn't wearing any panties, and her pussy is clean shaven. Mr Kendrick.'

'And is she wet?' he asked

'Yes Mr Kendrick, her lips are very moist.'

'Good thank you, Miss Stafford. Now, Clair, tell me about Miss Stafford.

I felt her fingers run under my hem and make their way to my crotch. She ran the flat of her hand over my knickers and between my legs. Her touch was delightful making me want more.

'She's wearing panties Mr. Kendrick and ...' her fingers had slipped inside my pants,' she has a bush.' Clair looked surprised and mouthed to me 'You're wet.' And I nodded back. No need to refute the truth.

'Well we would need to remove that,' he stated as a matter of fact. 'Would you mind going into the changing room and removing your pubic hairs, we like our ladies to be all shaven here?'

Under normal circumstances it would have been an unusual request but somehow, here it seemed the most natural. I admit I was turned on and was wondering where all this was leading so since shaving was something I had done on a number of occasions when I'd worn a skimpy bikini on holiday, I agreed and walked off to the bathroom. All the necessary razors and foam cream were on hand and after stripping off the skirt and the stockings, I did the business making sure I was completely clean and smooth. As I looked at myself I noted how my labia stood out when I heard noises from behind the door and opened it a small amount and peered through the crack. Mr. Kendrick had laid Clair on his desk, her blouse was open revealing her decent sized titties and her skirt was above her waist. Her shoulders were just supported at the edge of the table causing her head to loll down, her dark long hair drooping almost onto the floor. She was holding onto the desk top trying to prevent herself from being pushed any further off the desk.

With his trousers down it was obvious he was giving her a rodding and she was enjoying taking it. She looked my way and saw me watching. The sight of her lying on his desk made my pussy ache, I was being turned on by the view and I wanted to join in. Quickly I pulled on the skirt and slipped on my heels leaving my knickers and stockings on the floor.

I walked out and Frank Kendrick looked up but never stopped what he was doing. The closer I got to them the more I could see his slimy shaft penetrating deep into her cunt. I stood by her head and supported it. I knew what she would do. Her hand moved under my skirt and I felt her touch the smoothness of my lips and the wetness of my pussy. Her fingers found their way past my lips and pushed deep in me, making me want to squeal at the pleasure it gave me.

'Clair,' I said,' you have your fingers right inside my cunt, should you be doing that?' And I lifted my skirt up for him to stare underneath. I heard him grunt and guessed he was coming into her. Her eyes never left mine and I knew that if the moment came, she would want sex with me.

'Thank you Clair, you can leave us now, go and clean yourself up, I don't want you walking around with cum dribbling down your leg all afternoon.' And turning to me he continued. 'Miss Stafford, that was a piece of inspiration, you certainly have passed the third interview with distinction. Now, do you feel able to work today as a trial period? 'He asked as if this kind of behaviour was normal.

'I take it the £300 is cash-in -hand?'

'Of course, let's say its expenses for dry cleaning.' And he chuckled at his own comment.

'What would you like me to do?'

'There's a flight just arrived from the States with two of our financial backers on it. I would like you to entertain them in our hospitality suite on the 16th floor. First you need to finish dressing.'

After brushing my hair and applying make-up and doing my eyelashes I put on the stockings and my panties. I re-buttoned my blouse and looked in the mirror for last minute alterations. Still feeling turned on by the flash backs of Clair, I was ready for anything that might occur.

Clair was back looking suitably cleaned up though I did notice a small stain on her skirt. She took me to the lift and pressed the ground floor button.

'Thanks for your help back there,' she said as the door closed. I felt her hand slip up my skirt and her intention was unmistakeable as she rubbed the front of my knickers. I obliged her by letting my hand dip below her hem and as I touched her mound once again those erotic feelings came flooding back. It wasn't the only thing flooding.

'Should you be doing this?' I whispered to her.

'No,' she replied 'but I want you if that's ok with you?'

The door opened and we had to stop. Only when we got back up to the 15th were we alone again and now there wasn't enough time. Standing behind her, I reached round and cupped her breasts over her blouse as her fingers gently pressed into my thin panty clad soft mound. When the car stopped and she led me out into a large penthouse suite where two men were stood with drinks in their hands. ' Later, 'she whispered.

'Hello again, can I introduce Wendy. Wendy is here to assist you with anything you desire.'

As the men came forward to greet me, Clair turned and left. 'Be good,' she said, 'be very good.' And she left me with the vision of her face beaming.

'Hi, I'm Carl and this here is Eddie,' as my hand was pumped in a firm hand shake.' Frank sure knows how to pick good looking women,' he said' and you are one of the best.'

'Thank you,' I replied.' I trust you have everything you need?'

'We have now,' he said. 'How about you have a little drink with us and let's get to know each other.'

'Thanks, I'll have a gin and tonic please.' Eddie moved to the bar and Frank invited me to sit on the couch at the side of him. His eyes seemed fixed on my boobs. Eddie brought the drink over, a rather large one in a long tumbler.

'Cheers.' They said in unison and I took a long gulp of my drink.

'Wow! 'I remarked 'did you put any tonic in that?'

He laughed,'just a little, do you want a top up before I sit down?'

'Why not?' I replied holding out my glass and feeling the first effects of pure gin with a hint of tonic hit my stomach.

A top -up came, and Eddie sat down at the other side of me. Small talk ensued until Eddie placed his hand on my knee.

'Tell me Wendy, do these stockings go all the way up?'

'No, but my legs do' I said stating the obvious as I took another drink. The effects were making themselves known to me. When he began inching up my leg I let him do it until he got to my stocking top. Then I put my hand over his.

I turned to Carl, 'Are you going to look at my tits all night? 'I asked,' because if you are, you could at least undo my blouse and get a better look.'

As I allowed Eddie move his hand further up my leg, Carl was undoing my blouse with his mouth sagging. I reached out both sides and felt the effects I was having on their manhoods. Clearly they were aroused and more so now that I had given them the green light by touching them. My blouse was opened up and Carl marvelled.

'These are real fucking juicy tits.' He stated as he pawed them.

'Perhaps you should suck one of them, get my nipple rock hard.' He bore down on my left one like a young baby desperate for milk. I gasped at the pain before it subsided. I knew I was getting horny and nothing was barred as far as limits were concerned.

Eddie meanwhile had got to my mound. I parted my legs a little more.

'That any better?' I enquired. Eddie lifted my skirt and looked underneath at the thin material of my briefs separating him from the real thing. He watched himself push his finger against the silk and saw the tip get buried between the folds. He licked his lips in anticipation of what he would see.

' Here let me help you,' and I began to pull down my knickers.' First you guys need to unzip your pants.' In a flash my panties were down by my ankles and two fleshy soldiers were standing to attention in their laps. Both men looked under my skirt between my open legs at my bulging pussy with its thick dangling labia that looked as if they had been chewed.

'So, guys, is it to your liking? Look how stiff you've both become and so powerful.

I bent over sideways and licked Carl like a giant lollypop. My hand wanked him as I licked and rubbed the indentation on the head. Eddie opened my legs apart and held my thigh in the air. I felt his other fingers prodding my cunt. I moaned to encourage him and soon he was finger fucking me with three fingers. I turned round to let Carl have a go and I deep throated Eddie's smaller cock letting my throat relax to avoid gagging. I squeezed his balls and his groaning was becoming louder.

'Fucking hell lady, you are so fucking hot!' cried Carl as he pressed his shaft against my lips. They parted for him and he pushed inside filling my cavity and stretching my vaginal muscles.

I knew I had Eddie just where I wanted him to be, close to blowing and when his moan became one long wail I soon felt the surge of cum rising in his cock and felt the throbbing of his prick in my throat as he shot his hot liquid beyond the place where I needed to swallow.

Carl pulled my hair back and I shut my mouth to prevent any cum escaping. Carl roughly sat me on the couch and towered in front of me. He spread my legs wide and pushed my arse up before plunging into me with astonishing energy. I thought I would be split in half as he powered his ramrod into me like a piston. I let some cum mixed with spit escape from my mouth so he could see it dribbling down my face. That did it for him and calling me a whore, a slut and a fucking good ride his face contorted and I let him cum inside me. His body glistened with sweat, his muscles tensed and his teeth were clenched as he ejaculated with such force. He seemed to be in this state for ages until he calmed down and his heavy breathing became more constant. When he got off me, I quickly slipped on my panties to catch his cum before it was lost. I love the feeling of damp knickers knowing that they are damp because I have just had unprotected sex. The other thing I like to do is to suck a man off afterwards watching the sperm ooze out of his hole, licking it off and tasting its saltiness. So I milked Carl's shaft until I had squeezed the last drop.

We lay like this for a short while. 'Thanks lady,' said Carl, 'I guess you can go now. I'll ring down for someone to collect you.'

I collected my things and put them on. As I reached for the door, I was pushed from behind and felt the hands of Eddie around my bust.

'Bend over,' he hissed as he pushed me against the wall. I felt my knickers pulled to one side and then the feel of his hard cock pressing into me. He may have blown earlier but he still had a hard- on as he drove into me.

'Ooh yea, Eddie, fuck your little slut, Mmm. Give it to me. Harder, fuck me harder.' I shouted encouraging him to blow yet again.

Carl moved in between me and the wall, his length in a semi-state. Bending down I was able to suck him as Carl held me firm by my tits. I rubbed his corona with my tongue and used all my past experience to get him harder.

As Eddie came a second time, he held me by my hips and thrust in as far as he could go. My cunt experienced the warm flooding a second time. As soon as he had finished, Carl shoved me onto the floor and I sat there with my legs open, my skirt around my arse. Leaning over me, Carl jerked off his cock and I knew he what he was going to do.

'C'mon then big boy, splash me with your thick cream. I've still got your cum inside me and I would love you to spray me. 'I unbuttoned my blouse and let my breast hang out.

Rubbing them and getting my nipples like granite chips I asked him,' do you want to cum on my tits? Or maybe you want to shoot your load into my mouth and watch me swallow.'

The deep growl was the first sign and the lifting of his balls the second as he pumped cum. The first wad fell in my hair, the second on my face and the third splashed on the top of my right tit. He squeezed as much as he could and wiped it on my face.

I was about to wipe my face but Eddie told me to leave it for Frank. He said he would appreciate it and laughed. Both of them walked back to the drinks cabinet and left me to fend for myself.

I sat there and popped my tits away, picked myself off the floor when the lift doors opened, got in and headed for the 15th. No goodbyes I had served my purpose. My soggy knickers reminded me of what had happened and I felt the cum on my face already drying out. Frank Kendrick was waiting for me in his room when I knocked and he ushered me in.

'By the look of you, you seem as if you satisfied our clients on the 16th.' He remarked. 'Please take a seat.'

''I hope you don't mind Miss Stafford but I need to check that you fulfilled your duties on the 16th.'

'Does this satisfy you?' I replied parting my legs and showing him the condition of my now saturated panties. 'I had both of them.' I stated before he asked.

'You seem to have done well. Tell me did you consider anal penetration?'

'It didn't arise. If it had done, I would have considered it, but not at the daily rate you offered me.'

'And what price might that be Miss Stafford?'

It hit me, the dirty bastard wanted to have anal sex with me. Should I, shouldn't I? I had done it before a few times and the act was not repugnant to me.

'Double the fee.' I said to him and thinking that for 10 minutes work, £300 is a good deal.

'OK,' he said, '£300 it is.'

'Money first.' I replied.

He took from his desk drawer two envelopes and offered them to me. I got up and walked to his desk. I opened both noting the cash of £300 in each.

'That seems to be in order, where do you want me?'

'Bending over my desk.' He replied.

I bent over his desk making myself as low as possible, as he went and locked his door and closed the blinds. On his way back, he called in at the side room emerging with a tube of lubricant. After caressing my round buttocks and telling me what a fine fuckable arse I had, his finger pressed against the damp panties and he muttered that there was far too much cum inside me for him to follow.

The lubricant was cold but soon warmed to body temperature. Being tall, he towered above me and I opened wide my legs and he bent them so as to have my anus at the correct level. It wasn't that comfortable but I relaxed as he pulled my pants to one side and I felt the pressure of his member push against my ring. I waited for the inevitable. Sure enough he popped inside and I felt my arse being split in two. The beauty of anal was that my muscles gripped his cock very tightly so his desire to cum was more strong than in my sloppy cunt. He grunted with satisfaction at his entry into my dark hole.

'You really are such a dirty slut, Miss Stafford; you will do very well here.'

'Thank you, I must say, you have a very thick cock and I do need regular servicing in all my holes.'

His hands came round my body and with a swift movement had ripped apart my blouse so that my tits hung like melons for him. He gripped them not too delicately and began to service me in the rear as I had asked for. He came within minutes with guttural noises and throbbing cock. I thought of the spunk he had delivered into my anal cavity making a total of three lots I had received in a couple of hours.

He finished with me, his now limp cock slipping out of me and my arse closing behind him. He would have seen his cum oozing from my hole. He zipped up and I retied my blouse though the buttons were missing.

'Thank you Miss Stafford that will be all,' he stated as he returned to his seat.' I'm pleased to say you have the job if you still want it.'

I nodded, 'Yes, if it's still open for me.'

'Good,' he said, 'look forward to seeing you again.' And with that I assumed I had been dismissed from his presence.

There was a knock on the door and Clair walked in.' Yes Mr Stafford?'

'Clair, Miss Stafford has agreed to join us tomorrow. She is just about to leave so can I suggest she gets herself cleaned up before we let her leave the premises?'

'Yes, Mr Stafford, I'll see to it.'

I followed Clair out of his room and we ended up in front of an unmarked door. She entered and I followed. Inside the room it had an extensive bathroom and a sitting area with sofa. I heard the door lock.

'We don't want to be disturbed do we?' she said as way of an explanation. She undid her blouse and let it fall to the ground revealing her round firm tits with their hardened tips. I guessed a C cup.

'Mr Kendrick said you should be cleaned and you need to take off your top and let me examine you for dirt.'

I undid the blouse and showed her my breasts. She came over to me and gently touched them. Her thumbs lightly brushed my nipples. I shuddered remembering her touch the last time and how erotic she was making me feel.

I think you have a dried cum mark on your breast,' she whispered and bent down to lick it. As she looked at me, her mouth went lower until she encircled my nipple. Her tongue licked at my stiffness and I had a sharp intake of breath.

'Is this allowed? I gasped enjoying the sensation of my nipples being touched.

'Oh yes,' she murmured,' its all part of the cleaning operation.

The desire in me to touch her body was overwhelming and I responded by brushing my hand across her soft jugs.

'Mmm, that's so good,' she declared and I nipped her teats making them more pronounced.

I grasped her hair and pulled her up. She looked at me with open mouth and desire in her eyes, her hands still caressing my globes.

'You have beautiful tits,' she declared and brought her mouth closer to mine.

It began as the lightest of touches and slowly began to become more pronounced as her tongue entered my mouth and I reciprocated. Her kiss was sensational and made me alive throughout my body. If she wanted me aroused she had done it. Our hands fondled each other and I gasped for air between each kiss now more animal in nature than previously. I felt her hand slip down my body and under the hem of my skirt. I wanted her to touch me but she lingered teasing me by stroking my upper thigh. When she finally touched me, her finger sank into the quagmire of my panties.

'Is that what I think it is?' she asked

I nodded,' yes, both of them. And my arse too.'

'You have been a dirty girl,' she giggled, 'we must do something about that.' She led me to the sofa and sat me down. 'Take off your skirt,' she said. I slipped off my skirt and lay back wearing only my soddened knickers and my heels.' Now you,' I requested.

She undid the button and eased her skirt down the long stocking clad legs. Her slim body paraded for me; the flat stomach, the gap between her legs and her pussy bulging with her slit partially open. I asked her to turn round and she bent over showing me her rounded cheeks with her puckered anus and her pussy clearly evident between her legs. Her hands pulled her cheeks apart as she offered me a filthier view of her vagina. I had begun to rub my breast and my fingers were rubbing my panties. She saw what I was doing and she smiled.

'My, we are horny aren't we?' and she came and knelt in front of me.' Let's get you cleaned up.' She pealed my knickers down my legs and viewed my dripping gash. She told me to turn over and I felt her tongue licked my anus.

'I thought you were a lesbian?' I whispered.

'I am,' she declared 'but that doesn't stop me from being fucked at work and cleaning up after a discharge. Anyway, I rather have come to like the taste. And I get to taste your delicious pussy as well!'

She slurped and sucked, swallowing the thick slime with a relish. Her hand massaged my hanging boobs her fingers flicking my erect tips. I was being turned on with every touch. She asked me to turn over and spread my legs wide. Now she began on my pussy, the licking making me hotter.

'What are you doing to me?' I gasped as her tongue made me shiver with desire.

'Just doing what I was told.' She replied

'If you continue like this you know you will make me come. I think you should stop.' But I did nothing to stop her, she knew what I wanted and her tongue latched on to my clit lapping it. My climax was getting closer and closer. I tried to keep my body relaxed but the urge was to tighten up and let my orgasm happen. My breathing was heavy; my fingers pulled hard on my now granite hard nipples. She was taking me to a new heightened state I had not encountered before. It was then she pulled away her mouth wet with my juices. The fucking teasing slut!

She quickly laid down on the floor and said '69'

I was in desperation for her to continue and I straddled her mouth , my lips open and hanging down like a dog ears. She latched on again munching my muff. My turn as I reached down between her slim legs. Her pussy lips were open and she looked so inviting. Her moist opening was beckoning me to lick. I tasted her divine juices and my lungs filled with her heavy musky smell of wanton passion. Using my fingers I exposed her button clit from under its hood and flicked it with my tongue. She squirmed and moaned as I continued to tease it. My middle finger touched her lips and I entered her much to her squeals and encouragement.

'I've wanted you all day,' she gasped in short breaths, 'all day my cunt has been aching and wet for you, I wanted you this morning. I sat at my desk and pretended to work ...but my fingers were in my knickers rubbing myself thinking of you... Oh yes, more please... don't stop... I thought of me licking ...this big cunt of yours and feeling your gigantic tits. Mmm, and you...ah that's so good.

'I want to come!' I gasped.

'Me too' she responded.

Our moaning became louder.' I'm nearly there, please don't stop' she pleaded.

I could feel her drawing towards her orgasm and the thought of it made my body tensed not wanting to wait any longer, the tension building up in my crotch and flooding through my body. It was coming and me with it.

I'm coming!' I cried.

I stopped breathing as my pussy started to flutter and soon my whole body was racked in a crescendo of sexual ecstasy. I gasped for air, not once but too many times to count as the waves crashed over me and drown me in erotic fulfilment. I knew my fuckhole would leak and I would wash her face with my ejaculated juices. Beneath me I heard her gasp and she dug her nails into my sides as her body stiffened. Warm fluids wet my face as I held her legs apart with my hands and buried my face in her pussy.

I fell to the floor exhausted by the intensity of my sexual fulfilment. I lay beside her and caressed her tits and she fondled mine and we kissed and touched each other as we slowly came down. There was much laughing and smiling at what we had just done.

'Time to get you clean.' She remarked and led me by the hand to the shower.

My pussy still tingled and I hoped this would be another beginning as I slapped her arse cheek and slipped my finger in her dripping mound from behind.

'Time to be dirty just one more time,' I replied.