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Hard Body Clerk - 4
by DL Sloan (getwild81@yahoo.com)
***
Cori Banks' continues to tease and be used by her co-
workers. (MMF, nc, oral, anal, bd)
***
FRIDAY MORNING
Cori woke up first, looking at the clock and seeing
that it was about 7 a.m. She had two hours before she
had to be at work and John had three. She noticed that
John, like most men, had a healthy morning hard-on and
decided to give him a friendly wake-up. Carefully
pulling back the covers, she gently opened the fly to
his boxers, letting his hard-on stand free. Then, she
slowly lowered her mouth onto his cock, gently licking
and sucking the head, all the while looking at his face
to see how long it would take to wake him up.
It didn't take long, and John certainly woke up with a
smile on his face. How many men his age — or any age
for that matter — got to wake up to a gorgeous 22-year-
old blonde, nude, sucking on his cock? John put his
hands on the back of her head, signaling for her to
deep throat him, which she did without further coaxing.
Still groggy, John laid his head back and let Cori
bring him around with a long, slow blowjob. They had
plenty of time, and neither of them were in a rush.
Cori had learned long ago not to use her hands when
giving a blowjob – they only got in the way of the lips
and tongue – and instead used her fingers to tickle his
balls while her mouth performed its magic. Her tongue
danced around his cock while she applied maximum
suction, her cheeks hollowing as if she was trying to
suck the head right off his cock.
She moved her mouth very slowly up and down his shaft,
never breaking contact between her tongue and his cock.
She was working much more slowly than in cases like at
the restaurant last night, where John had face-fucked
her very fast and hard. This was a slow, sensual
blowjob, deep and thorough, providing maximum pleasure.
Cori's cock-sucking skills were being used to their
fullest extent, and John was reaping the benefits.
By now, John was wide awake, fully aroused and ready
for what he really wanted and had not had yet during
this overnight date — Cori's tight, juicy pussy. He
told Cori this and, with one last loud pop, she pulled
her lips off his cock and straddled him. Naturally, the
cock-sucking had excited her more than enough to get
her pussy wet and she was well-lubed and ready for his
cock.
Looking him in seductively right in the eye, she slowly
lowered her hips, brushing her pussy against his rigid
cock, teasing it with her tender, moist pussy lips and
soft strip of blonde pussy hair. She felt his cock head
part her lips, then quickly raised her hips, smiling at
him as if to say, "not so fast, big boy."
She continued this tease three or four more times, each
time dipping a little bit further down, taking more of
his cock in her pussy. Finally, John feigned being
tired of the tease and grabbed her hips and pushed her
all the way down on his cock.
"What's the matter," Cori grinned. "Couldn't wait for
it?"
"Nope," John grinned back. "It's been hours since I
fucked you and days since I fucked that pussy. How
could I possibly be expected to hold out any longer? I
have been pussy-deprived for far too long."
"Oh, you poor thing," Cori puffed out her lower lip.
"How can I ever make it up to you?"
"You're doing a good job so far," John grunted, forcing
his cock all the way into her. "Just ride it long, slow
and hard. Don't rush it, baby."
"You got it, babe," Cori said, and began writhing atop
him, grinding her hips slowly in small circles,
occasionally bouncing up and down, constantly squeezing
his cock with her well-conditioned pussy walls.
For the most part, she took it slow and easy, keeping
his cock stuffed up her pussy, grinding it and slowing
rising up and down. Every few minutes, she'd pick up
the pace and bounce frantically atop him, making her
tits bounce and her thighs slap against his. Then,
she'd slow down again, her twat resuming its gentle
massage of his cock.
John alternated between fondling her breasts and her
ass, taking full advantage of the opportunity to do
both. He liked lightly slapping at the outsides of both
her breasts, making them smack together, jiggling and
bobbing. This certainly didn't hurt her, but it sure
was fun to watch and feel.
All the tit play and slow grinding eventually drove
Cori to another piercing, body-rattling orgasm. She
slowed momentarily, sitting straight up above John as
her body spasmed and her pussy creamed. Her nostrils
flared and her lips parted as she gasped and panted.
Her nipples were hard and sweat dripped lightly between
her heaving tits. John took in every second of this
beautiful sight silently, trying to avoid disrupting
one of the most incredible moments — Cori cumming.
Regaining her composure, Cori resumed the slow,
determined pace for nearly 20 more minutes before John
finally reached the boiling point. Sensing this, Cori
picked up her pace accordingly. She leaned forward,
pressing her chest against his, and began humping back
and forth on his throbbing shaft. He grabbed her ass
and pulled her back and forth, slapping gently at her
firm ass cheeks, encouraging her to ride him on home.
"Come on, Cori," he grunted, humping his cock into her
as hard and fast as he could, feeling he balls slap
against her soft flesh. "Ride it, bitch!"
"Yeah, call me names and fuck me hard," Cori groaned,
feeling another orgasm approaching quickly. "Make me
your little slut."
"Oh, you're my slut all right," he grunted. "My horny
fucking, hot bitch of a cum slut."
John was spewing out dirty talk and Cori was cumming
again, her body limp as John rutted vigorously into
her, lifting her body into the air repeatedly and
letting her tits slam back against his chest. For the
fourth time in the past twelve hours his cock erupted,
sending a flood of creamy cum into her sucking,
spasming pussy. They came at the same time, then lay
together, their bodies sweaty and limp.
Eventually, Cori slid down his body and finished her
job, sucking and licking his cock clean and swallowing
another mouthful of pussy and cock juice. She rested in
the bed while John showered and dressed for the day.
Then, he gave her the white thong swimsuit and she put
it and her high-heels back on in preparation for John
to take her home. She still had ample time to shower,
get dressed and get to work.
They both walked out to the car, smiling, happy, well-
rested and well-fucked. Tom happened to be heading to
his car at the same time and waved and thanked them
again for one of the best nights of his life and
suggested they do it again soon — providing his wife
didn't know about it, of course. Even though it wasn't
adultery, she probably wouldn't approve of him jacking
off on a 22-year-old babe while she was being fucked by
another man. Cori and John laughed and agreed it might
be better to keep it quiet, but to do it again soon.
John drove Cori home, sad that his one date night for
the week was over but very happy and content with how
it went. Plus, he'd be seeing her again in a few hours
and would have the opportunity to fuck her again in
just a few days, with Monday being his next date night.
As he looked over and saw her perfect body straining
against her suit, he already couldn't wait.
He walked her to her door, looked around the house to
make sure everything was clear and there were no signs
of Jarvis, then gave her a kiss, thanked her and told
her he'd see her in a little while.
Cori watched him leave, then headed upstairs to take a
shower and prepare for her day. She slipped out of the
tiny swimsuit and hung it up next to her dozens of
other suits in her giant walk-in closet. After
showering, she sat down and rubbed her skin thoroughly
with lotion. Even though it had absorbed plenty of
moisture yesterday with the baby oil, she was always
very conscious of keeping her skin looking and feeling
smooth and soft. She knew that was very important in
her overall appearance, even though her tits, ass and
legs got most of the attention. Her perfect, evenly-
tanned skin was a big part of her overall
attractiveness.
She then applied her makeup, which was always minimal
other than her lipstick. The guys liked it when she
wore bright red lipstick; many times she had been
requested to give them kisses with wet lipstick, so as
to leave a lip signature.
After fixing her hair, she went to the closet to select
today's outfit. It was Friday, which meant Daisy Duke
day — short, tight denim cutoffs and some sort of
skimpy top. Cori was too young to have seen Dukes of
Hazzard in its prime, but had seen re-runs and
understood Daisy Duke's presence as an American-male
fantasy. Every Friday, it was Cori's job to try to
bring that fantasy to life in the form of a blonde,
somewhat bustier Daisy Duke.
She had an assortment of tight cutoffs and skimpy tops
to choose from. First, she slid into a cute, school-
bus-yellow thong that was a bit wider in the crotch
than yesterday's swimsuit, but still showed ample
amounts of skin and cameltoe. When she wore skirts or
dresses, the guys often requested she wear no panties.
But with the shorts, the thong allowed the guys to
order her to remove her shorts if they so chose.
After the thong, she slid on a pair of cutoff jeans
that really had originally been a pair of her jeans.
The guys had done the cutting themselves. While she was
wearing the skin-tight jeans, they had drawn a pattern
around her thighs and ass outlining exactly where they
wanted to cut to reveal as much as possible.
The resulting, custom-fit shorts were tailored
specifically to Cori's body. The top of the shorts
rested on her hips, a few inches below her navel, low
enough that the top two or three inches of the bright
yellow thong were easily visible. On her ass, the
cutoffs were form-fitting, of course, and had been cut
so as to reveal the bottom third of her tan ass cheeks.
In the front, the legs were cut very short, roughly
even with her crotch. On the sides, they were cut high
on her hips and had triangular notches cut out of each
side, revealing even more of her tan thighs. Overall,
the small band of denim was only a few inches wide and
cut to fit and look like a pair of hot pants.
For the top, Cori had many more options. She could go
with anything skimpy. Usually, she opted for some sort
of crop top,, halter top or tube top, but occasionally
she would select a half sweater or bikini top. All were
acceptable and variety and creativity were generally
encouraged by the guys. There had been no specific
requests for today's top, so she was at liberty to
choose her own.
She thought about a tube top — the guys always enjoyed
slipping it under or over her tits — but then decided
to go with an oldie but a goody. It was a very thin,
tiny white tank top that originally was only big enough
to come to her belly button. But again, the guys had
opted to modify this particular garment and had cropped
it less than inch below where her rigid nipples tented
the thin fabric.
This, of course, left nearly the entire bottom half of
her breasts exposed. They had also exaggerated the low
scoop neck so that the top quarter of her breasts stuck
out the top of the tank top. The scoop on the sides of
the tank top was wide enough the sides of her breasts
were completely exposed. Overall, nearly two-thirds of
her breasts were exposed, with only the nipples and
surrounding area covered.
The cotton tank top was very thin, her dark skin and
darker nipples only thinly veiled. It was also very
tight, clearly struggling to stretch far enough to
extend past her nipples, and holding on so snugly that
the nipples almost acted like anchor points, keeping
the shirt from snapping up around her neck.
If the shirt had done so, it would have joined the
bright yellow choker which she put around her neck,
fitting snugly and amplifying the slenderness of her
neck. As she so often did, Cori completed the look with
a pair of high heels. To match her thong and choker,
she selected a pair of bright yellow pumps that made
her calves look fantastic.
With a glance at the clock, she realized she had time
to eat a quick breakfast and quickly consumed a granola
bar, a banana and a glass of orange juice. One final
check in the mirror, a quick-fix of the lipstick and
she was off to work.
Ben and Chad were both already there. Ben was in the
back working on a car and Chad was up front, covering
the desk this time. He also, as it turned out, was
waiting for her. He had one fuck left this week (the
other two had been used on his Wednesday night date)
and he intended to use it first thing this morning.
"Good morning, Cori," he smiled as she walked in.
"Great outfit."
"Thanks, Chad," she smiled. "How are you today?"
"Horny as hell," he grinned. "I woke up with a raging
hard-on just thinking about you, all oiled up in that
piece of floss yesterday. Ben said we could use his
office. Come on."
Cori quickly set her purse on her desk, then took
Chad's hand and followed him into the familiar
office/fuck parlor. This wasn't at all unusual for
Chad, who was by far the most impulsive, horniest and
most aggressive of the group. When he wanted to fuck,
pretty much nothing got in the way and nothing but his
own pleasure mattered. He was the gruffest, crudest and
dirtiest-minded of the bunch.
Sometimes, Cori was turned off by him, but she had to
admit that other times his rough, dirty style turned
her on, especially when he talked dirty to her. He
always liked to be in control and she willingly played
the submissive role to his liking. He had a girlfriend
currently attending college in Florida (she didn't know
that Chad got to fuck Cori) and Cori often wonderedif
he was as dominant with her. She suspected he wasn't
and that this was his way of unleashing that side of
his personality.
He had never hurt her or abused her in any way, and as
long as things stayed that way, she'd gladly please him
just like the other guys. When he wasn't horny, Chad
could be very sweet and kind, though quieter and
generally less friendly than the others. Right now, he
clearly wasn't in a mood to chat about movies or the
weather.
Cori turned to close the door behind them, and by the
time she turned around, Chad had his work pants halfway
down his legs and his cock was already fully stiff,
poking through his briefs. When he was this ready, Cori
knew to expect a very hard, very fast fuck. The only
question now was how he wanted her. She knew he would
tell her.
"Lose the shorts, slut," he barked. "Leave everything
else on."
Cori quickly unsnapped and unzipped her shorts and
wriggled out of them. By now, Chad's pants and briefs
were wadded up on the floor next to his shoes. He stood
there in his socks and work shirt, stroking his hard-on
while he stared at her.
"Bring that hot little ass over her," he said gruffly.
She thought he might want anal sex, as he often did,
and she hoped not. If he didn't take time to lube her
up, it could be painful. And he didn't seem patient
enough right now to take the time to properly lube her.
When she got to him, he pulled her into him and kissed
her hard on the mouth, running his hands up under he
tank top and squeezing her oversized melons. She felt
his cock poking against her stomach and felt the sticky
pre-cum oozing out of the head onto her belly.
"Get on the table and spread your legs, bitch," he
growled, breaking their kiss and pushing her toward the
small, rectangular, four-person conference table that
sat in the corner of the room. Realizing he meant
business, Cori quickly walked to the table and sat on
the edge. Then she scooted herself back until the backs
of her knees were at the edge of the table, laid back
and spread her legs wide, displaying her red-thong-
covered pussy for him. She was very happy he wanted her
pussy instead of her ass.
He approached her, cock in hand, with a wicked, lusty
gleam in his eye. "I need some pussy," he said,
grabbing her legs and sliding her toward him until her
ass was on the edge of the table. She wrapped her legs
around him and he grabbed the thong between her legs
and pushed it to the side of her pussy. He quickly
dipped two fingers inside her, apparently making sure
she was wet enough. Though she wasn't fully lubricated,
Cori's pussy was warming up fast and Chad clearly
decided she was ready enough.
He quickly pulled out his fingers and replaced them
with his cock in one long, hard thrust that didn't stop
until all six inches were comfortably inside her warm
twat.
"Oh yeah, good hot pussy," Chad groaned. "That's what I
need. I need to fuck your hot little cunt, you slutty
bitch."
"Yeah, fuck me good and hard with that big cock," Cori
responded, knowing how he liked that dirty talk. All
the guys did, but Chad even more so than the others.
"Bang my pussy until I can't even walk."
"Yeah, you're going to have to crawl out of her,
bitch," Chad was really hammering away , his hands on
her hips, pulling him hard against him with each
violent thrust. "You'll be crawling around on your
hands and knees, showing off your ass like the whore
you are."
Not surprisingly, Chad didn't last very long at all
until his orgasm hit. "I'm going to flood your cunt,
you slut," he grunted as he released a torrential-sized
load into her waiting pussy. He kept slamming in and
out of her for several seconds after his orgasm before
pulling his semi-flaccid cock out.
"Clean it, slut," he said, holding it out for her. Cori
quickly dropped off the table and onto her knees,
taking his sloppy cock in her mouth, licking and
sucking it clean. Much to her surprise, instead of
going completely limp, his cock began to harden again
already. Before she could react, he put his hands on
the back of her head and stuffed his rigid cock down
her throat.
This was all very unusual for many reasons. First, of
course, was the fact that his recovery time was unheard
of. Chad always had the ability to recover the fastest
and fuck the most of all the guys, but never had he
done anything like this. Second was the fact that he
was now on his way to his second fuck of the morning,
which would put him over his week's limit. This was
something the guys simply didn't do. It was a clear
understanding among each of them and Cori that they
would never take advantage of her or their privileges
due to the fact that it would be unfair to her and to
each other.
Cori was thinking all of this as Chad's cock filled her
throat, but she was also thinking that this was not the
time to try to stop him. He was determined and nothing
was going to prevent him from fucking her again. So,
she did what she always did and gave him the best
blowjob she could. When he felt her tongue and lips go
into action, including full licking and suction
services, Chad groaned and began ramming his cock into
her faster and faster.
"That's it cum-slut," he said through gritted teeth.
"Didn't get enough the first time did you? No, you need
more cum, don't you, bitch? Yeah, nasty little cum
slut. I'm just going to skull fuck you. Make you gag on
my cock then swallow my cum. How's that sound?"
Cori mumbled something that she meant to sound like
"yummy" and kept sucking, focusing on her breathing and
keeping her tongue moving. She didn't have to worry
about gagging — she had learned to control that reflex
without evening thinking about it shortly after she
began working at the shop and giving daily blowjobs.
She did have to focus on breathing, though, because
Chad's cock was pistoning in and out so deeply that it
was blocking her airway. She breathed deeply when he
pulled his cock out and slapped it against her face
several times before shoving it back down her throat.
He lasted much longer this time than the first time,
but his frantic pace still brought about a quick
climax. After about 10 minutes of intense skull-
fucking, his cock unleashed a second load of cum,
dumping it down her throat and filling her mouth. She
swallowed it all and once again, upon his command,
licked and sucked him clean. This time, his cock didn't
respond and they brought the session to an end.
"Thanks, Cori, I really needed that," Chad said, his
head finally clearing and his demeanor returning to
normal.
"I can tell," Cori said, laughing lightly. "I've never
seen you quite so … energetic."
"Yeah, sorry about that second one," Chad said. "It
surprised me too. I know I went over the limit. Do you
think I should tell the guys?"
"Oh no," Cori said. "I don't think that's necessary.
It's not like it's ever happened before. You obviously
needed it and it's my job to provide it. Let's forget
it about it this time and keep it as our little secret.
Just remember that I can't be doing that all the time."
"No, of course not," Chad said. "I would never ask you
to. Thanks for understanding. You're just so damn hot I
couldn't help myself."
"Thanks. I can't wait until next week. If you're that
revved up again, we could set some sort of record,"
Cori laughed. Chad laughed too and they put their
clothes, Cori wriggling her hips to squeeze back into
the cutoffs.
Chad went back out to the garage while Cori went to the
restroom to freshen up before beginning her work day.
It wasn't even 9:30 and she had already been fucked
three times and had two orgasms — her encounters with
Chad had been way too quick and sudden for her to come
close to a third. Cori had a feeling this was going to
be a crazy day. Boy, was she ever right.
The next couple of hours were ordinary enough. Ben came
out to talk to her a bit and of course inspect her
outfit, which he approved of. He said he was looking
forward to their date that night and mentioned that
they might try to leave a bit early to catch an early
movie.
John and Ty came in at 10 and also inspected and
approved of her outfit and John spent 15 minutes
relating the previous night's escapades at the
restaurant and at his house. It was routine for the
guys to share at least some of the details of their
dates, as they found they liked to share ideas and
experiences. There was never any jealousy or
competition; after all, they each got their fair share
of opportunities. Cori always joined in and got to add
her own details and commentary.
They all got a kick out of the neighbor jacking off on
Cori and thought that might be a good way to give their
special customers a treat without actually letting them
fuck Cori. Cori, of course, said it was fine with her
as long as it was in a controlled and safe environment.
A couple of different customers — semi-regulars — came
in, dropped off their cars and spent an appropriate
amount of time ogling Cori, but overall things were
normal until about 11 when Troy and Steve, a pair of
17-year-old local high school students who were out of
school because of some parent-teacher conference,
stopped in with Troy's old Buick Le Sabre.
He wanted to add tinted windows. Both boys were a
frequent customer, though not big spenders, and were
familiar with Cori and, like every other guy in school,
obsessed with her. They both also happened to be
budding artists who had sold some drawings and even
painted a mural downtown.
When they saw Cori's outfit, they immediately had some
artistic suggestions for how to improve it. Ben and Ty
were all ears.
"Well, you guys did a great job cutting down the shirt
and jeans to fit her body," Troy pointed out. The four
men were standing around Cori,, who stood with feet
apart, hands on hips, ready for inspection and
instruction. "But while you had your scissors out, you
could also have cut some slits and holes in them — you
know, kind of like jeans with the holes in the knees
and stuff."
"Yeah," Ben said, patting Cori's ass, "there is a bit
too much coverage here on her ass. I think we'd all
like to see a bit more of this hot ass. What do you
say, you guys want to do the honors? We'll get you some
scissors."
"Sure," Steve said. "But you know, Troy, I had another
idea. You know how a lot of the girls in school wear
those shirts that say 'juicy' or 'bootylicious' on
them? Well, we could spell something when we make the
cuts."
"Yeah, that's a good idea," Troy said. "What do you
guys think?"
"Fine with me," Ben said. "Any suggestions on what it
should say?"
"How about we cut 'SEX' into the shirt and 'TOY' into
the shorts," Ty suggested.
"That's good," Ben said. "You guys up for it?"
"Of course," Troy said. "Some scissors and an exacto
knife would be great."
"And maybe some masking tape or something, so we can
kind of map it out before we cut," Steve added.
Ty brought them the necessary materials and the boys
set to work while Ben and Ty watched and John and Chad
worked on their car. First, they worked on her shorts.
They had Cori bend over the back of a chair, keeping
her legs straight, while they mapped out the best
places to make the cuts.
Using thin strips of masking tape, the spelled out
"TOY" across her buttocks, making the letters tall
enough that they extended within a quarter inch of the
top and bottom edges of her shorts and wide enough that
they covered her ass from left to right. Their cuts
would leave only thin strips of denim covering her ass
in a sort of spider web type design.
Both boys were visibly excited, their hands shaking and
crotches bulging as they laid their hands on their
ultimate fantasy for the first time.
"Pretty hot to the touch, isn't she fellas?" Ben
chuckled, noticing their excitement. "How's she compare
with the high school girls?"
"Shit, no comparison," Troy said. "None of them are
like her."
"Get much action over there?" Ty asked.
"Sure, some," Troy said. "I've gone out with this chick
from the tennis team a few times. She's got great legs
and she can really suck cock, but she won't swallow.
And, she's got no tits. Flat as a pancake"
"Well, at least you get some head," Steve said. "The
girl I've been dating has nice tits that she lets me
play with a lot. But we've only had sex twice and she
won't suck my cock."
"That's a shame," Ben said. "But at least you're
getting some, right? So, what do you think of Cori's
ass, anyway? You're getting a great view of it right
now."
"Hottest fucking thing I've ever seen," Troy said
without hesitating. He was fidgeting with the tape now,
moving it slightly just to have an excuse to keep
touching her. More than once, their hands had touched
the bare portion of her ass and they had stared openly
at the gap between her thighs that gave them a direct
view of her barely covered pussy. Troy desperately
wanted to reach out and touch it and squeeze it, but
contented himself with feeling up her incredibly tight,
firm ass. Steve, naturally, took the same liberties.
"I agree," Ben said. "Could look at that ass all day,
couldn't you? Well, boys, I like your artwork there.
What do you say, want to work on the top now? "
The thought of groping Cori's huge, firm titties was
almost more than the boys could bear, but the readily
agreed they were ready to move on. If they had to give
up the view of her ass, there was no better way to
substitute it than with a close-up look at those
knockers.
Cori, who had remained silent and oh-so-willing
compliant during all of this, stood up and turned
around. Upon the boys' instructions, she put her hands
behind her back on the chair and, keeping her legs
straight, arched her back, effectively sticking out her
chest. The boys took a few seconds to enjoy the view
before finally pulling off strips of tape and setting
about their job of spelling out "SEX" across Cori's
skimpy tank top.
Finding enough fabric to cut into without actually
slicing the top in two was difficult, but the boys were
diligent in their efforts, applying and moving and
rearranging the tape — all the while squeezing her
breasts and occasionally tweaking her nipples — to get
it just right.
"Fucking-A," Steve said in awe. "I've never seen real
tits this big before. I can't believe they're not
plastic."
"Those are the real things, boys," Ty assured them.
"Biggest natural titties I've ever seen that didn't sag
or look fat. Perfect tits, I'd say."
"Shit yeah," Troy agreed. He couldn't have hidden the
erection in his jeans if he tried, so he didn't. He
wasn't the least bit ashamed to be aroused by Cori; why
fight the impossible?
Cori herself was a bit aroused by the eager, curious
hands and her nipples were fully erect, much to the
boys' delight. They were amazed and thrilled that she
just stood there while they fondled and ogled her,
never once showing any signs of wishing they would stop
or of being in the least bit annoyed. If anything, it
seemed to them she was enjoying it.
When Ben, Ty, Steve and Troy agreed that the lettering
was just right on both tops and bottoms, Ben told the
boys to cut away. First, Cori wriggled out of her
cutoffs and handed them to Steve, who first admired her
in her red-hot thong before going to work with the
knife and scissors. Then she removed her top and handed
it to Troy, who likewise admired her bare breasts for
several minutes before beginning his work.
"Cori, you better go to the break room for a few
minutes while these boys work," Ben said. "I think you
might be too much distraction right now. Plus, we don't
need any of the town stuffies walking in while you have
your top off anyway."
Cori, now in only heels and a thong, strode off to the
break room, both boys' eyes tracking her every step,
jaws dropped open as they watched her ass in motion.
Once she was gone, the budding artists went to work,
conscious of two things: 1) making their artwork look
neat, because they were genuinely proud of their craft
and 2) making the letters as large and the lines as
thick as they could without completely shredding either
garment.
When they were finished, they told Ben and he summoned
Cori back out into the office. This time, the boys were
treated to the sight of her jiggling breasts as she
approached them, dark nipples still fully erect. Troy
handed her the flimsy tank top, which was now little
more than a rag filled with holes and tears.
"Thanks!" she beamed at him, acting as if he had just
given her the greatest gift in the world. She quickly
lifted it over her head — the boys enjoyed the lifting
motion of her tits as she did this — and put it on.
The bottom edge still fit snugly under her nipples and
the neckline still plunged deeply into her cleavage,
but little else about the top was the same. Had the top
hung loosely on her, it would have looked like it had
been run over by a lawn mower and all that was left was
a tattered, ripped piece of flimsy cloth. But since it
fit so tightly, the fabric was stretched to its maximum
and the cuts and tears were magnified. With her dark
skin showing through the holes, it was quite easy to
make out the word "SEX" across her chest.
The creative boys had sliced the letter "S" over her
right breast so that the bottom of the letter passed
right over her nipple. They had measured it so
carefully that the cut actually stopped about a quarter
of an inch before it reached her nipple and resumed
about a quarter of an inch past it. As a result, her
nipple was covered, but if her shirt shifted as little
as half an inch either way, her nipple would be poking
right through the rip.
The covering of her left nipple was just as precarious.
They had cut the bottom legs of the "X" so that they
stood on either side of her nipple. In the middle, the
"E" was cut in thick ribbons, similar to the muscle
shirts Hulk Hogan liked to rip apart. Her bulging
cleavage strained against and through these small
openings. It looked like one deep breath could rip the
shirt in two.
The boys were clearly pleased with their work and Ben
and Ty congratulated them on a fine job. Ben, for fun,
approached Cori and twisted her tank top a bit to the
side. Sure enough, both nipples popped out of the tears
in the shirt. He gave them both a gentle squeeze, then
put the shirt back in place with a nod of approval to
the boys for their creative thinking.
"Great work guys," he said. "Let's see how the shorts
turned out."
Steve handed Cori the modified shorts and she again
wriggled into them. The guys all watched from behind,
admiring the way her hips rocked and rolled as she
squirmed into the skin-tight denim. Once she pulled
them into place and snapped the button, they got their
first good look at "TOY" written across her ass. The
result was no less impressive than the "SEX" written
across her tits.
Again, because the shorts were so tight, the cuts and
tears were stretched to their maximum, making it easy
to read the word on her ass, her dark, smooth skin
forming the letters. Because there was a little bit
more fabric to work with here than on the tank top, the
boys had made the letters in block format, very large
and wide.
The "T" was carved out over the left ass cheek and the
"Y" covered the right. Less than half the original
covering remained on both cheeks. In the middle, the
"O" provided a healthy view of her ass crack and the
thong pulled tightly between her cheeks.
Ty approached her and put his finger in the "T". The
tear was about the width of his finger tip, so he
traced each letter with his finger, tickling the
sensitive skin on her ass.
"Excellent job guys," Ty said. "I thought it was a
pretty hot outfit to begin with, but you guys made it
even better. Good work."
"Yeah, so good I think they deserve a reward," Ben
said. "How about I give you half-price on that window
tinting?"
"Really?" Troy asked. "That would be awesome. Thanks,
man."
"No problem," Ben said. "Steve, bring your car in
sometime and we'll give you the same deal, if you
like."
While the boys celebrated their good fortune, Ben
quietly pulled Cori aside. After a brief conversation,
Cori nodded and Ben said, "Cori has a favor she would
like to ask of you guys, if you don't mind."
"Sure, anything," Troy said, unable to imagine what he
could possibly do for this goddess.
"Guys," she began, with her head bowed and her hands
folded in front of her, making her look shy and
sheepish, "I hate to ask, but, well, you're both so
cute and sweet that Iwas wondering if you would mind
letting me taste your … um, well, you know — your cum."
The boys' jaws dropped and eyes bugged out. Cori
expected this, of course, but acted like she thought
they were offended. "I know, I know," she said, "you
both have girlfriends. That's why I don't want you to
fuck me. Just jack off and let me taste your cum.
Pleeeease!" She batted her eyelashes at them and looked
down, as if embarrassed.
"Shit yeah," Troy said. "You can taste my cum. In fact,
forget my girlfriend, I'd love to fuck you."
"Me, too," Steve agreed.
"Now fellas, that's mighty nice of you," Ben said. "But
you better not cheat on those girlfriends of yours.
Now, I think Cori will be satisfied with a couple loads
of cum to fill that little tummy of hers. Cori, why
don't you go into the break room and get ready."
Cori turned and headed back into the break room,
closing the door behind her. Ben then talked to the
boys and laid down the ground rules.
"All right fellas," he said. "Here's the deal. You can
touch her breasts, ass and pussy with your hands, but
not your cocks. She can touch your cocks with her hands
only. You can jerk off on her or whatever — just don't
cum on her hair or on her clothes. Anywhere else is
fair game. And, unlike those snooty girlfriends of
yours, yes, she will swallow your cum. Any questions?"
"No sir!" they both chimed in.
"Then go have some fun. Just don't get rough or try to
fuck her. That will get you thrown out of here forever.
We like you guys and appreciate your help with the
clothes, so play by the rules, have some fun and maybe
you'll get to do it again sometime. Now go on."
Steve and Troy assured him they wouldn't take advantage
of the situation and practically sprinted toward the
break room. When they went in, they found her sprawled
out on the table, wearing nothing but her choker, her
heels and a big "come-fuck-me" smile. Her torn and
tattered clothes lay in a heap on the floor.
The boys stood on either side of the table, just
staring at her naked body, which somehow looked soft,
smooth and firm all at once. Her curves were amazing,
but natural. Her skin was flawless and free of tan
lines. Her nipples were hard and her lips moist and red
after a fresh application of lipstick.
"So, it's OK to touch you?" Troy asked.
"Sure, I'm all yours, boys," Cori said. "Touch me
anywhere you want. Just be gentle. Now, you've seen all
of me. Don't you have something to show me?"
The boys needed no further invitation to drop their
pants and shorts and show her their throbbing cocks. If
they had any misgivings about being naked in the same
room, they were washed away by the euphoric feeling of
being in the same room with a naked Cori. She quickly
appraised both cocks, noticing that Steve's was the
thicker and longer of the two, but that both were nice,
serviceable sizes.
As soon as he got his pants off, Troy reached for
Cori's breasts, taking them both in his hands and
squeezing them, amazed by their size and firmness.
Seeing that Troy was already enjoying himself, Steve
quickly joined in and went straight for the pot of
gold. He gently spread her thighs and she lifted her
knees up to give him a better angle. He cupped her
puffy pussy in his hand, gently squeezing the soft
mound of pleasure, delighting in its velvety softness
and inviting warmth.
Both boys were too excited, too focused on her body, to
even speak, other than muttering "Damn" and
"unbelievable" and "fucking hot" under their breaths.
After a few minutes, they traded places, each getting
plenty of opportunity to feel up her tits and pussy.
Their cocks were hard and dribbling pre-cum and
occasionally they took one hand off her to stroke
themselves.
Cori, ever compliant and nubile, kept her back arched
and legs spread, allowing them total access to her
body. After being tentative at first, they soon got up
the nerve to stick their fingers in her pussy and took
turns finger-fucking her and rubbing her clit. They
nearly lost it when she started getting very wet and
her clit swelled. If they had know what they were
doing, they could have brought her to orgasm.
They rolled her over and played with her ass and pussy,
which still could have worked if they had kept the
manipulation of her clit, but they spent too much time
stuffing their fingers inside her without really
massaging or stimulating the right areas. It still felt
good and she wriggled her ass in appreciation, but her
budding orgasm had subsided considerably.
The boys, on the other hand, were getting much closer
to theirs. The temptation to stroke their cocks was
getting stronger, yet they hated to take their hands
off this hot piece of ass. As was so often the case,
Cori solved the problem by reaching back and taking
both cocks in her soft hands. Both cocks jumped in her
hands as she first grabbed them and the boys moved
closer, making it easier for her to stroke them.
Cori was no hand-job expert like she was at cocksucking
– the guys didn't have much reason to ask for a hand-
job when they could have her mouth, ass, pussy or tits
any time they wanted – but her soft hands knew how to
stroke their cocks well enough to bring them on the
verge of cumming in just a few strokes.
Cori rolled back over on her back and sat up, where she
could stroke a bit more in earnest and in rhythm. Pre-
cum was all over their cocks and her hands. She stopped
stroking for a moment and focused on their cum-filled
balls, tickling and stroking them. She sensed that Troy
was going to cum first and, looking him in the eye,
asked, "Can I taste your cum?"
"Oh yeah," he said. "Should I cum on her tits and let
you lick it off?"
"If you want," she said. "Or you can just give it to me
straight in the mouth."
"Really? Ben said we couldn't put our cocks in your
mouth."
"Well, he doesn't really have to know, does he?" There
was a gleam in her eye and a naughty smile on her face.
Really, she wasn't supposed to suck their cocks, but
she knew Ben wouldn't mind. "I just prefer to drink
straight from the straw, so to speak, if it's all right
with you, of course."
"Of course," Troy said. He was trembling with
excitement now. He was about to get a blowjob from the
hottest babe in the state. And she wanted to swallow
his cum.
Cori hopped off the table and squatted in front of him
like a catcher. She put her hands on his thighs and he
stepped forward, putting his cock to her lips. Never
before had his cock felt so hard, so ready to explode.
Her lips touched the head of his cock, her tongue
extending to caress the underside of his shaft. It was
literally all he could do not to shoot right there, but
he was determined to last at least long enough to feel
her mouth around his cock. He didn't have to wait long.
Cori understood his urgency and quickly bobbed her lips
down the length of his shaft. She expected him to put
his hands on her head and ram his cock to the hilt —
that's what the guys usually did at this point — but
Troy was clearly still hesitant to do to much and let
Cori do the work.
As she knew it would, his orgasm came almost
immediately. She took him all the way into her throat,
he groaned, she backed off and the first spurt of his
cum coated the roof of her mouth. Cori had been with
the older guys for so long, she had forgotten how
virile teenage boys were.
She was quickly reminded as Troy fired spurt after
spurt into her mouth. His cum was thick, almost jelly-
like, and quickly filled her mouth. The pro she was,
Cori held it all there, not swallowing or spilling a
drop.
When Troy finally finished, she pulled away from his
cock then, making sure both he and Steve were watching,
opened her mouth to show them the copious amounts of
cum inside. Holding their gaze, she closed her mouth,
swallowed twice, then re-opened it to show that all the
cum was now gone and well on its way to her tummy.
Her instinct was to clean Troy's glistening, semi-erect
cock for him, but that would have to wait. Steve had
held out absolutely as long as he could and now
approached Cori, cock sticking straight up. She licked
her lips and then wrapped them around his throbbing
head. Again, she deep-throated him quickly. She had
barely reached the base of his shaft when he started
cumming. She lost the first shot, as it went down her
throat before she could react. But she quickly
recovered and caught the rest of his cum in her mouth.
His load was every bit as thick and bountiful as
Troy's.
In neither case did she enjoy the taste, but genuinely
felt bad for these boys whose girlfriends refused to
suck their cocks and swallow their cum. Wasn't that
what being a girlfriend was all about? Cori believe any
guy who treated a woman with respect deserved to have
his cock sucked and cum swallowed at least once a week.
It was really a small price for any girl to pay a man
she cared about.
Just as she had done with Troy, Cori waited until he
was finished filling her mouth, showed him the full
mouthful, then swallowed, sending his sperm flowing
into her belly. She wondered briefly how many of the
little swimmers she had ingested or served as a
receptacle for over the last two years.
"Fuck, that was so fucking hot!" Troy said, still
holding his flaccid cock.
"I'll say," Steve agreed. "She swallowed every drop!"
"Hey, we're not done yet," Cori smiled. She waited for
the boys' puzzled expression, then said, "Now, it's
cleanup time. Bring me those cocks and let me wash them
for you."
Rather than wait for them to come to her, she then
crawled on her hands and knees to them and, beginning
with Troy, bathed their cocks with her lips and tongue.
The boys high-fived as they watched her
enthusiastically licking and sucking their soft cocks
and balls.
"I'm going to teach Mary to do this," Troy vowed.
"Yeah, right," Steve said. "You'll be lucky to get in
her pants again. Uptight bitch. Man, what I wouldn't
give for Sally to suck my cock like this."
"Well, we'll never get blown by anyone like this
again."
"Sure you will," Cori said, backing up and standing up,
signalling that her job was done. "There are lots of
girls out there who love to suck cock. You're great
guys. You'll get plenty of blowjobs."
"Well, most girls won't swallow everything like that.
That was awesome!" Steve said.
"My pleasure," Cori said. "Any girl should be proud to
swallow your cum."
Cori told the boys to get dressed and go check on their
car while she got cleaned up. There was a bathroom in
the break room and she did a quick cleanup of herself
now. She wiped her pussy, which was sticky with her own
juices, and brushed her hair. She rinsed with some
mouthwash and applied some fresh lipstick — she had
left a fair amount of it on both cocks. Then she
squeezed back into her tight clothes — thong, shorts
and tank top — and walked her "SEX TOY" ass back out
into the shop.
Ben was talking to the boys, who were jabbering
excitedly and thanking him profusely — both for Cori
and the car, which Ben told them would be ready on
Monday. He invited them to come in after school then
and say hi to Cori. They assured him they would and
left, smiling and already counting the hours until they
would see her again.
"You sucked them, didn't you," Ben asked Cori after
they had left.
More to come...
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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