In heat secretary

CHAPTER FOUR

It was tradition. Every year on the company president's birthday they had a big party. No husbands and wives were invited and the booze and food flowed.

This year was the first time Terry and her roommates would attend. They all three dressed carefully and Terry piled her hair on top of her head and wore her tightest sweater.

The party began at noon and lasted until the wee hours. There was a rock band in the company cafeteria and a piano player in one of the larger conference rooms.

The lavish buffet was set up in the main reception room and there were bars all over the place. For the first time in her life Terry tried drinking the hard stuff and became stoned almost immediately.

"I'll take care of her," Brad Frazier assured Laura.

Terry giggled and clung to him. "Yummy!" she said.

"I don't feel so good," Laura said, and she dashed for the ladies room to throw up.

"I think you'd better lay down," Brad said, taking Terry's arm and guiding her down the hall.

"I'll go too," Bill Dunlap, a good friend of Brad's said.

Both men bustled her down the hall and Terry's feet barely touched the floor. They dropped her onto a sofa and left her alone in the room.

She gazed around and giggled drunkenly. She loved the attention she was receiving from Brad, but wished he'd return. Bill was cute too, she thought as she tried to get up. She slumped back onto the sofa. There was no way she could stand.

She glanced around the room and giggled mindlessly. She was vaguely aware of a strange feeling in her pussy. She moved her hands to her cunt and rubbed her gash through her clothes. Electric-like sparks raged through her and she realized in that moment that every nerve-ending in her body was tingling.

She began to wonder if Brad and Bill were going to return at all. Maybe they were going to leave her here to sleep it off. But she didn't feel like sleeping. She lay there floating in space while she moved her hands over her pussy and stroked herself.

"You started without us," a deep voice said.

She glanced up into Brad's eyes. "You're back!" she giggled.

"Did you think I wouldn't be?" he smiled, helping her sit up and handing her a martini.

"Oh, I don't know about this," she said as she sipped the drink. "I'm already pretty dizzy," she hiccuped.

"This'll help you sober up," Brad said, urging her to gulp the rest of the martini. "It's not like the other stuff."

Bill walked into the room then with a plateful of pastries. "You have no idea how good this shit tastes when you're rocking," he said to no one in particular as he bit into an eclair. Brad handed an eclair to Terry who bit deeply and choked on the cream. She handed it back to him and closed her eyes as she stroked her tits.

"You turned-on, honey?" Brad said, closing his hand over hers as she rubbed her tits.

"Dynamite!" she giggled.

"It does it every time," Brad chuckled. In her stoned haze, she heard the rustle of clothes being removed. When she opened her eyes, both men were slipping their shirts off. Every moment seemed to last forever as she watched their muscular chests emerge.

Her pink tongue darted out of her mouth and moved over her lips. "You're beautiful," she said to Brad, licking her lips and spreading her legs.

"What about me?" Bill said. "Aren't I pretty too?"

"My pussy is so hot," she sighed, pulling her skirt up and cupping her hand over her pussy.

"That's the idea," Brad said as he sat down on the edge of the sofa and stroked her tits.

"But I'm so wet and hot," she sighed. "I've never felt like this before."

She rubbed her inner thighs as she spoke. Somewhere in her subconscious mind she knew she was exposing her cunt to two strange men. But it didn't seem to matter. It didn't even seem to matter that her best friend was in love with Brad. Her cunt was hot and wet and nothing mattered anymore except satisfying its craving.

Both men were naked from the waist up, but still wore their jeans. Bill sat on the floor, leaning against the wall and rubbing the big bulge in his crotch. Brad sat next to her on the sofa and stroked her as she eyed the bulge in his crotch.

"Keep playing with yourself, honey," Brad said. "Get yourself good and hot."

"I've never felt this way before," she said. She gazed at both men. Their cocks stood out, rigid and throbbing inside their jeans. Oh, Lordie! she thought. What am I doing here?

Her hand busily stroked her pussy as she gazed from one prick to the other. Brad leaned over and slipped his hand inside her sweater to tease her tits.

He forced his hand inside her tightly packed bra and flicked her nipple. He pinched and pulled her lust-stiffened nipple and she rubbed her clit.

"Let's get her clothes off," Bill said as he rose up from the floor and approached the sofa.

Four hands went to work on her then. They pulled and tugged at her clothes. Terry lifted her ass and let them slide her skirt off. They pulled her sweater over her head and her bra off her tits. They snickered when they saw her garter belt and stockings and each man slid a stocking off her legs.

Now she was completely naked and she spread her thighs wide and touched the dampness of her snatch. "I've never felt this way before," she said again and then giggled uncontrollably.

"She's really out of it," Bill chuckled as both men struggled out of their jeans and shorts.

Terry grabbed for one of their pricks. She no longer cared who it belonged to. Both were big and stiff. She curled her fingers around it and Brad grunted as she squeezed his pulsating fuck-stick.

"Come on, momma," he chanted. "Give it a good workout."

"Isn't she Laura's roommate?" Bill said.

"Yeah," Brad said, his eyes closed and his teeth clenched.

"She's a sexy bitch, isn't she?" Bill said as Terry ran her fingers up and down the length of Brad's cock and cupped his jism-filled balls.

"That's what they say," Brad chuckled pumping his ass and pushing his cock against her hand.

Terry wondered if Bill was married. Then suddenly she felt herself being pushed down onto the floor.

"How about a little head?" Brad said, straddling her tits. "Let's have a little deep throat, kiddo!"

She opened her, jaws wide and waited for him to plunge his prick inside her mouth. Bill stretched out on his side next to her and toyed with her tits as Brad slapped his stiff prick against her moist lips.

"Look at this bitch," Brad said. "She can't wait to get her lips around it."

"She's so fucking stoned, she doesn't know what hit her," Bill said.

"Yeah, but she's hot," Brad said. "This is a hot cunt. I can tell."

And once again he slapped his cock against her face. "Lick it, bitch!" he said. "Lick it good!"

A shiver of excitement shot through her as he beat her with his stiff dick. She flicked her tongue over his juiced-up cockhead. When Bill took her hand and closed her fingers over his prong, she eagerly squeezed his male-meat as she darted her tongue over Brad's cockshaft.

She dragged her nails over Bill's balls, fluttering her fingers up to his cock-knob and touching the drop of jizz brimming in his piss slit. He pumped his rod in and out of her sweaty palm. She used her other hand to grab Brad's prick and force it into her mouth.

She parted her lips and slid his dick-meat into the hot cave of her mouth. Once it was inside she closed her lips and sucked in a few inches of his cockshaft.

"I'm gonna fuck your throat!" he said huskily as he pressed his balls against her chin. "I'm gonna fuck your fucking throat, bitch cunt!"

She pumped frantically on Bill's dick while she sucked more and more of Brad's cock into her mouth. Brad's butt grazed her tits and he reached back and stroked her snatch while he fed her his meat.

Suddenly Brad lurched forward and plunged his cock all the way inside her throat. She choked and tried to force it out, but he held fast and she controlled her gag reflex.

And then Brad was stretched out on his back and she was hovering over him. Her long dark hair was tickling his thighs and his cock was jammed against the back of her throat.

He held her head and fucked her face with deep thrusts of his prick. His cock slid all the way inside her until her nose was buried in his cock-bush.

Bill had moved behind her and was pawing her cunt and ass while she deep-throated Brad. He plunged two fingers into her gash and tweaked her clit, and the horny brunette secretary sucked gluttonously on Brad's fuckpole.

"I'm gonna stick my cock into your ass," Bill said in her ear.

"Oh, Lord!" she gasped.

He squeezed her ass and chanted in her ear. "I'm gonna plug your shitter and make you see stars, baby. I'm gonna fuck your eyes out and make you beg for more. Right up your chocolate highway, baby. I'm gonna give it to you right up the old shit-chute."

Terry sucked Brad's cock back into her mouth and swayed her firm ass as Bill gripped her hips and pulled her asscheeks apart. He exposed her tight bunghole and she squealed as Brad plunged his prick against her tonsils.

"Give it to her," Brad snickered as he fucked her mouth. "Give her the old backdoor routine. Make it nice and loose for me, old buddy."

"Shit, that's what I'm doing," Bill said, as he spread her pussy-juice over her ass crease and squeezed a finger into her shitter.

Terry's body floated as he rubbed his cockhead against her asscrack. She continued sucking Brad's cock, but trembled at the feel of Bill's fuck-stick against her shit-tunnel.

"It won't be long now, baby," Bill croaked. "I'm gonna send it up your hot little butt. Are you ready?"

"She's ready," Brad snickered. "Why don't you do it, buddy?"

"Oh, you tight, hot, asshole, you!" Bill shouted as he rammed forward and forced his cockhead into her tight hole.

She stopped breathing when he impaled his cock in her rear end. His prick went in easily because she was too stoned to fight it. And the pain which she'd expected never materialized, but her tortured asshole sucked his cock inside and caressed it.

She wiggled her ass as he began fucking her shitter. She gluttonously sucked and licked Brad's prick while Bill split her butt in two with his thrusting cock.

Brad stroked her hair as she slid her mouth up and down his fuckpole.

"Is it good, baby?" Brad said as he poked his cock in and out of her asshole.

She gurgled and nodded her head as she devoured Brad's cock.

"She's a natural," Bill chuckled.

"Don't make her talk," Brad snickered. "She's giving me the best blow-job of my life."

"Better than Laura?" Bill said.

"Oh, fuck, I forgot about Laura!" Brad said. "One good fuck and she'll be meek as a lamb."

"Jesus," Bill grunted. "I'm in so deep I can feel shit!"

Brad held her face and speared his cock deep inside her throat. "I'll bet you never thought you'd get two holes plugged at once, cutie," he said.

Terry mumbled as she chomped on his dick. He chuckled and pulled her hair until she was forced to release his cock from her lips.

"You ruined my hair!" she wailed.

"Yes, baby, yes," he chuckled. "Do you want my cock in your cunt while my buddy's plugging your ass?"

"Oh, yes!" she squealed.

"Then get your sweet little cunt over my cock and I'll give it to you!"

Bill thrust his poker in and out of Terry's ass. "You gonna fuck her cunt?" he panted.

"Yeah," Brad said. "Hold still for a minute, will ya?"

Bill pushed his cock inside the hot secretary's asshole and rested against her while Brad moved his cock under her pussy. Terry whimpered as he inserted his prick inside her cunthole.

He jiggled it around until it slipped inside her gash. Terry moaned when he pushed forward and sent his entire fuckpole into her split beaver.

Now she was stuffed fore and aft with stiff male-meat. The horny secretary was convulsed with lust. She'd never experienced such sensations before. Every nerve-ending exploded as the two pricks filled her hot holes.

Bill began moving again, splitting her asshole in two with his thrusting dick. The two men fucked her in unison. Almost by plan, one pushed in while the other pulled out. One minute her asshole was filled with Bill's cock and the next minute her cunthole was filled with Brad's.

Her tits jiggled and bounced over Brad's chest and he reached up and sucked one massive boob into his mouth. He lashed his tongue over her tit while he humped up and down and fucked her cunt with his upthrust dick.

Her long hair had tumbled down onto her shoulders and she rode both cocks in a grass dazed trance. Squishing sounds filled the air as Brad's cock squeezed in and out of her dripping cunt.

The small office smelled of sex. All three moaned and grunted and Terry smelled the maleness of cock-cream and perspiration mixed with her own fragrant pussy-juice.

Brad squeezed one tit brutally while he sucked on the other. Bill pulled her asscheeks apart and shot his prick in and out of her shitter while he mumbled about what a good fuck she was.

She moved a hand to her cunt and diddled her clit while Brad stroked his fuck-stick in and out of her twat. Her sweat-slick body writhed with ecstasy as one orgasm after the other rocked her senses.

It was too much for Brad. Her cunt squeezed his cock and he gave a final thrust before shooting his load into her pussy-pocket.

"Oh, fuck!" Bill cried, pummeling his cock in and out of her asshole.

He came then too, unloading his cream in her shiner. Terry felt her pussy convulse as he dumped his load into her butt-hole. Brad's cock continued ramming in and out of her cunt and she felt their cream mingle inside her exquisitely tortured body.

They continued pounding her pussy and asshole until their cocks were limp and then they pulled out and fell over onto the rug gasping for breath.

"Open the door," a voice that all three recognized as Laura's said out in the hall. "I know you're in there, Brad!"

"Oh, fuck!" Brad whispered, scrambling to his feet. "Just a sec, hon," he said.

He grabbed his clothes and started dressing. "Just a minute, hon." He whispered to Bill and Terry to hurry and dress. "If she knows we were fucking she'll make my life hell," he said about the lusty blonde. "It's our secret, huh?"

Terry nodded and slipped into her clothes as Laura jiggled the doorknob. "Hurry up," the blonde hissed through the door. "Hurry the fuck up and open the door!"