He stepped over to her slowly, his erection bobbing towards her face. Jim moaned as her lips pressed against the head of his dick. She softly kissed him, her lips warm and moist. Her lips explored all over his head, kissing at the shaft and the flange. A soft pink tongue slid out and licked at him, running over the tip and probing the eye. She looked up at him as she did this, making little moans in her throat. When she started kissing the tip again he pushed forward, wanting to get in her mouth. She held him away and laughed.
“Oh, you’re a rough boy, huh? Use me then, baby. Do what you like.”
She opened her mouth and looked up at him expectantly. He pushed forward until his cock rubbed against her tongue. Her breath was hot. Her mouth closed around him and he swore loudly with the pleasure of the sensation. For the first time ever his cock was inside a girl’s mouth. Her tongue started sliding over him, making him swear again. He pushed forward further, until his dick was all in her, with her face in his pubes.
He knew what he wanted to do. He took hold of her head and pulled his cock almost right out, before shoving it roughly right back in. He could feel it going past the back of her tongue and bumping the wall of her throat. This was what he wanted, to fuck a girl’s face and have her moan in pleasure, the way she was doing now.
She was making muffled “uh” sounds as he made each thrust, emphasizing the head of his penis punching the back of her throat.
“So you’re a rough guy as well, my boy?” Head asked.
“Yeah,” He gasped, staring into her eyes, rocking from the hips. “Its great.”
She was still gagging, looking up at him brightly as he fucked her face. When he stopped for a moment, she grabbed his ass cheeks and shoved herself down onto his shaft. He could feel his cock bending into her throat and she mashed her face against him. She held herself there for what seemed like a long time, gagging and writhing, before pulling right back. His dick came out of her mouth with a plop, covered in thick spit, twitching and throbbing in her face.
“Damn, I thought you would come then, baby,” She admired, waving his erection. “You’ve got some stamina.”
He decided not to mention his three orgasms the night before.
“Can we do it some more?” He asked.
“Now now, Jim-lad,” Head waved a finger. “I thought you wanted to see this young lady over here.”
The brunette was watching them expectantly. Her tits were really big, like Tiffany’s or Cleopatra’s. Her blouse was only buttoned at the bottom, with her giant cleavage and lacy black bra exposed at the top.
“Oh yeah,” He said, staring. He looked down at the girl who had just deep-throated him. “Thanks.”
“That’s alright, baby. Anytime.” She went back to her laptop, smiling.
Jim looked around the office as they walked over. Everywhere hot women were glancing at his wet cock. He saw a hungry-faced redhead in a tight suit, an Asian girl in stockings with sexy cold eyes, a tall curvy black girl with a big ass. They reached the big-titted brunette, who smiled up at him.
“Hi, I’m Candy,” She giggled. “What’s your name?”
“Jim.”
“Yes, yes,” Head waved a hand. “The point is, my boy, is this the sort of tits you’re after?”
“Oh you like my boobs?” She teased, squeezing her arms against them to squash them out. He felt his cock throb and jump in the air.
“You do like them!” She cried, laughing and blushing.
“They’re great.” He managed lamely, but she still giggled and looked at him from under her lashes as though he was Prince Charming. Jim glanced up and saw another girl at a photocopier very close by, in a short skirt and tight blouse also. This girl was blonde, her tits the same size as Candy’s. She was bending over, showing the lovely curve of her hips and ass. Candy followed his gaze and laughed again.
“You like Tammy’s boobs as well? You are a bad boy. Here, I’ll show you a trick.”
She took hold of his cock, unexpectedly, making him gasp. Leaning forward, she spat a big mouthful of saliva over his length, rubbing it up and down with her palm. He moaned as she wanked him in her wet fist.
“Yeah, see how you like these boobies now.” She crooned. She pulled him in by the dick, until his cockhead touched the slit of her gorgeous cleavage, when she released him. He didn’t need any more of a hint. As she giggled up at him he pushed himself between the big, tanned mounds. They were very soft and smooth and warm. She bent her head and drooled onto him from pursed lips.
The thick spit was lubing her cleavage nicely. His cock pushed right inside, buried in the warmth of her rack. She held her tits in her hands and squeezed them on him even more, so that their bulging flesh pressed against his stomach.
“Uh, its so good.” He told her.
“If you pick me we could do this every day.” She teased.
He just smiled. Her tits were great, but he wasn’t sure he’d want her for his whole life.
Somehow, this knowledge made it even better. He started fucking her chest, sticking it in and out nice and hard. The tit-flesh swelling out over her bra wobbled wonderfully as his thighs bumped them.
He looked up, hoping to watch the blonde while he titfucked Candy. The blonde was still bending over the photocopier. He was surprised, though, to see Head comically creeping up on her on tiptoe. Her skirt was so short that it didn’t cover her tanned ass, especially given how she was bent.
The old guy reached her. She hadn’t noticed him at all, intent on her work. He carefully lined himself up, then pounced on her. His small dick must have gone right in her pussy, as he released a snarl of lust and started pumping his hips immediately. She squealed in shock, his assault so rapid that he had got in several thrusts before she looked back over her shoulder at him.
“Oh Mr Head,” She cried. “You gave me such a fright!”
Head was slamming away. His hands reached around her and clutched her big tits.
“Shut up and take it, you bitch.” He growled.
“Oh Mr Head! Oh yes!”
The whole spectacle only made Jim harder. He plunged into Candy’s cleavage even more ruthlessly, so that she started spitting on herself more to ease his passage.
“You like that, Jim?” She smiled. “You’re so hard for me.”
“Its great.” He breathed, not really wanting to talk to her. He wanted to watch Head jam the blonde against the photocopier.
He suddenly remembered Mum standing there watching. She was looking at Head’s antics with a big smile.
“Its amazing,” She whispered to Jim, not even glancing at him fucking tits. “I never thought I’d see Peter Head in person. I should’ve brought one of his books to get it signed.”
“You’re not bored?” He asked.
“Oh, its alright,” She said. “This is really more of a guy thing.”
Jim didn’t see why it had to be. As he fucked the big tits he thought about how Mum had suggested that Tiffany spit on his dick. He wanted to do something for her, something fun and exciting. He looked over at the girl in the next cubicle, the little Asian with the ice cold stare.
“Hey you.” He gasped at the Asian, thrusting.
“Yes?” She asked. Her voice was nasty, dirty.
“Would you fuck my Mum?” He asked. The Asian looked at his Mum with dark, calculating eyes.
“Oh, no, Jim, I couldn’t.” Mum protested.
“No, Mum, go ahead. Its fun.”
The Asian stalked over to them. She was quite short, shorter than Mum. She was very thin, with small round tits. She looked up into his mother’s face with her flawless cold visage. Her delicate white hands cupped Mum’s tits through her sundress, making her stiffen and moan.