CHAPTER EIGHT

The girls were overly concerned about her. "Where have you been?" Elaine wanted to know.

"You didn't even call in sick," Tina said.

Kelly told them a pack of lies, and went to her desk. Sam Hartman's door opened.

"Kelly," he said. "Come in my office, please. Bring your pad."

When Kelly walked into his office, she couldn't see him. He was behind the door. He shut it and grabbed her. She gasped and dropped her pad and pencil. Sam buried his mouth in her neck.

"Mmmmm, you smell fresh this morning," he said hotly.

Kelly tried to get free of his horny grasp. His cock was coming up fast between her thighs.

"Mr. Hartman… stop…" she panted. But Sam kissed her mouth and caressed her ass, and prodded her belly with his hard-on. Kelly went limp in his arms as her pussy took charge. She hadn't had any cock since she saw him last.

"Ohhhhh, noooo," she moaned, as her cunt got wet.

Sam drew her to the leather couch against the wall, and raped her hornily. The minute he got his big finger inside her wet panties and into her juicy fuck-hole, all resistance flowed out of her. She had been trying to save her pussy for Tom when Tracy wasn't around, but everything she'd saved came gushing out for her horny boss.

"Ohhhhh, you bastard?" she breathed hotly as Sam licked his tongue, into her pussy.

He edged the small crotch of her panties aside and inserted his tongue into her moist fuck-hole.

Kelly went to pieces on the couch. Her cunt responded beautifully to his horny tongue, even ta complained all through the wild pussy. He expertly licked and sucked her cunt until she was a mass of hot writhing female on the damp couch. When he had her pussy churning and humping in the air for more of his devastating tongue, he paused cruelly and tortured her by holding off.

"Don't stop!" she shrieked.

She was on the verge of coming. The pleasure was unbeatable. Her lithe body arched on the couch and she thrust her wet pussy at him, aching for more tongue. That's exactly the way he wanted her.

"Mr. Hartman," she rasped. "Please… don't tease me like this!"

"What do you want me to do?" he said with a lewd grin. "Tell me what to do."

"Ohhhh, you bastard, eat me! Lick my pussy!"

Sam chuckled with triumph, but instead of fulfilling her wishes, he got on the couch with her. He saddled her rib-case with his knees and got his big, cock out.

"Suck me off first," he said.

Kelly almost cried. "You bastard! You bastard!" she whimpered. But she took his fat dick into her sexy young mouth and blew him hotly.

All that passion in her pussy, which was actually aching for a stiff cock, rushed to her mouth, and she let her horny boss fuck her mouth the way she needed her cunt fucked. Sam took full advantage of her weakened condition. He fucked her mouth hornily.

He slid his fucker in and out of her mouth hotly and mashed her jutting tits under his ass as she sucked him off. Her nipples spiked in her cute little bra as his rump massaged them. It turned her tits on. Whimpering, panting, moaning, Kelly pumped his prick in a tight fist as her wet mouth sucked hungrily on him.

Even as she blew his cock, she couldn't keep her sexy cunt still. As his powerful cock slipped in and out of her mouth, turning her on, her pussy twisted and churned hornily, dying for a fuck. Sam knew that. That's what he wanted.

At the crucial moment, when Kelly had his cock enormous and wet and throbbing, he eased it out of her sucking young mouth. Kelly was dazed as her eyes fluttered open.

"What… what…" she grunted, half out of her mind with passion.

Sam chuckled lewdly and worked his way down her writhing young body. He knelt between her spread thighs and Kelly whimpered as he poked his prick at her cunt.

"Want me to eat you or fuck you?" he said.

"Oh, my God!" Kelly gasped, aching all over no. "Fuck me!"

She hated his chortles and chuckle and superior attitude, but this was no time for arguing or cursing. She needed his cock! So when Sam relented and inserted his bulging cockhead between her cunt-lips, she pushed her pussy up and it grabbed at his prick. And when Sam lowered himself onto her straining lumpy body, she actually pushed back and held onto him for dear life as he fucked her brain out.

He was much too horny to suit her and his cock was much too big for a girl her age, but under the conditions we could do nothing but fuck like a slut for him.

His enormous prick filled her fuck-channel so thoroughly and created such mind-boggling sensations that she couldn't help but screw her horny cunt round and round as his prick plunged, drilled, rammed, and pounded her pussy.

"Uhhhh!" she grunted inelegantly. "Unnnhhhh! Uhhhnnhhhh!"

With each grunt, she fucked upward with her tight, wet, cummy cunt. Shudders and shivers of orgasm rippled through her as she humped his prick. She came like crazy several times during the long, dazzing fuck, and the extreme orgasms left her breathless and weak and whimpering like a hurt kitten.

Sam didn't release her body until he got what he needed. His cock swelled up in her twisty cunt and finally exploded in a series of violent jolts that brought stars to Kelly's pained eyes. She groaned long and low as he pumped a flood of jism into her burning cunt, then she lay panting for breath.

She felt thoroughly fucked. As far as she was concerned, she'd already put in a day's work. So when Sam said, "Come back in an hour," she exclaimed. "Oh, no, you don't! I'm going home!"

She turned at the door and said, "And don't bother coming by tonight. My kid sister is visiting."

She left the office without a word to the girls.

That was worth an hour of gossipy speculation. What had happened in the boss' office to make her leave that way?

Kelly hurried home. Maybe she could send Tracy out to a store, or something. Then she could wake Tom up in a very special way. The sexy idea excited her and gave wings to her feet.

But when she got there, Tom was already up, in more ways than one. She found the living room empty, and heard some familiar sounds coming from her bedroom, the sounds of sex.

She started to dash to the bedroom door, but checked the impulse. She tiptoed up to it and pecked inside. Her eyes went wide, her breath caught in her throat, and her pussy got wet. Tom and Tracy were both naked on the bed, fucking.

Tom was flat on his back and Tracy was sitting on his prick, humping up and down on it. Tom's hands were up, mauling Tracy's pert young tits as her tight little cunt rose and fell smoothly on his wet cock.

Kelly thought she'd die on the spot. Her husband! And her sister! On her bed! It was too much for her.

"What are you doing?" she screeched, barging into the room.

"Kelly!" Tracy gasped, and fell off Tom's prick. She landed on her back on the bed, legs flying.

Tom got up on his elbows, his cock upright and soaked with Tracy's pussy-juice. "What are you doing home?" he rasped.

"Never mind me!" Kelly cried. "How dare you fuck my little sister? How dare you? That's rape!"

"Rape?" Tom blinked. "How can it be rape? She was on top."

"I don't care!" Kelly yelled. "Oh, Tom, how could you?"

"I asked him for it," Tracy piped up.

Kelly's eyes flared. "You stay out of this! What do you know? I thought you were a virgin!"

"I was." Tracy said.

Kelly's mouth fell open and her flashing eyes nailed Tom. "You broke my sister's cherry?"

"Not really," Tracy said, sitting up to talk to her sister. "I mean, I think I lost it on my vibrator. You can't blame Tom for that!"

Kelly was in no mood to listen to reason. "You're going home if I have to drive you there myself?" she cried. She whirled on Tom and cried. "And you? You rapist! You pervert!"

"Hey," Tom said. "Watch it with the names."

Kelly attacked him. He jumped to his feet and fended her off. Her fists beat at his chest. Then she burst into tears, and Tom embraced her shaking body.

"Cry it out," he said. "You'll feel better."

Kelly tore away from him.

"I'll never feel better!" she sobbed. She sat down on the bed and buried her face in her hands. "My own sister! My own husband!" she wept.

Tom gathered up his clothes and carded them to the door. "I think I'll go to work," he said. He got dressed in the living room, and left the house.

Kelly turned her wet eyes to Tracy. "How could you do this to me? I thought we were friends, as well as sisters. I'm so ashamed of you. No wander you told me you wouldn't use a vibrator any more. Well, you're not going to use my husband's prick for your dildo. No way. I'm calling right now, and I'm going to put you on a bus home."

She stormed out of the bathroom, and Tracy heard her on the telephone asking for bus schedule information. It saddened her. She padded naked to the closet and got one of Tom's dress shirts out. She slipped into it, buttoned it up to her jutting tits, and wore it as a minidress.

The Blake apartment was a bleak place for the rest of the day. Kelly gave her kid sister the silent treatment, pouting all the while. There was a bus leaving that night, about eight, and that's all Kelly cared about.

By the time when Tom would normally leave for work rolled around, Kelly had a splitting headache. She glanced over at Tracy, a sexy teen in one of Tom's shirts, and she had to admit to herself that Tracy was a luscious young thing. But that was no excuse for Tom to lose control of himself.

She got to her feet and broke the stony silence.

"You can fix yourself something to eat," she said coldly. "I'm going to take a long, hot bath."

The water pipes made a lot of noise, so Tracy got up to turn the TV sound up. But a knock on the door stopped her. She turned and hurried to the door and pulled it open. She looked up into the face of a nice old guy in a business suit.

"Yes?" she cooed, as his eyes examined the thrust of her tits in the open V of her shirt.

"Is Kelly in?" he asked.

Tracy remembered what her mother taught her about strange men. "Who are you?"

"I'm Sam Hartman. Kelly's boss."

"Oh, yes," Tracy said with a pretty smile. "I heard her mention you. Come on in."

She stepped aside, and Sam smiled with pleasure. As Tracy leaned to close the door, he admired her curvy naked legs. When she faced him, he couldn't keep his eyes off of her proud, pointy tits.

"Kelly told me she had a kid sister," he said, "but she didn't tell me you were such a cute nymph."

Tracy was thrilled to her toes by his grownup assessment of her. He didn't make her feel like a kid.

"I think you're naughty," she said, flirting like a big girl. "Are you this naughty around Kelly?"

"Always," Sam chuckled, tickled by her boldness.

Tracy preceded him into the living room so he could get an eyeful of her swinging little ass. She glanced over her shoulder, and said, "Can I get you a cup of coffee?"

"No, no," Sam said, sitting on the sofa. "Don't even think of leaving the room."

Tracy giggled and practically posed for him. Her eyes flashed, and she put on a pretty smile.

"You're not only naughty," she said. "I have a feeling you're dangerous."

They laughed together then, and a lot of ground was broken between them.

Tracy was naturally curious, about this man with such wicked eyes. "Just how naughty are you with my sister? I mean, what are you doing here when Tom's working?"

Sam grinned. "Curious little thing, aren't you? What are you fishing for? An entry for your diary?"

Tracy perched her ass on the edge of the sofa and peered at him with big serious eyes.

"It's more important than that," she told him. She searched his face for mutual seriousness. "Can I trust you, Mr. Hartman?"

"Implicitly," Sam said, watching her tits play peek-a-boo in the V of her shirt.

That was good enough for Tracy. Sensing his sincerity – and liking his eyes all over her – she told him the whole story about her and Tom, about the picnic, about this afternoon, and about Kelly's rage.

"And now she's gonna send me home," she said, pouting like a hurt child. "Can you help me?"

"Yes, I think I can," Sam said, thinking fast. "Really?" Tracy bubbled. "Oh! What can you do?"

"I'll tell you what you can do," he said, taking charge of the situation. "You can take your cute little ass over to that closet and hide. Leave the rest to me."

"Oh, Mr. Hartman!" she cried excitedly. "You may be naughty, but you're nice, too!"

She suddenly threw her slender arms around his neck and kissed his mouth. Her hard young tits poked at him, and his cock loomed large between his legs.

"Get going," Sam laughed.

Tracy pranced across the room and hid herself in the closet. She closed the door all but a crack and waited with her heart in her throat.

When Kelly emerged from the bathroom, she was wearing Sam's favorite bathrobe. When she saw her boss, she gasped so hard that her tits almost jumped out of it.

"Mr. Hartman! What are you doing here?"

"I couldn't stay away," Sam said, grinning.

Kelly fumed. "But I told you not to come! My kid sister is here!"

"No, she isn't. I gave her the money to go to a movie."

"A movie!" Kelly cried, glancing at the clock. "That little brat! She has an eight o'clock bus to catch!"

"Never mind her," Sam said.

He pulled her down onto his lap, and her robe fell open, and Sam kissed her and felt her up and took her breath away.

Kelly struggled weakly. "No, Mr. Hartman. Stop that. Don't! Let me go! Ohhhhhhhhh, doooonnnnn't. Stop. Ow! Don't bite it! Please, let me up! Mr. Hartman! Don't put your finger in meeeee! Ohhhhh, not again!"

Tracy's eyes bugged large in her head as she watched the big man rape her sister. The closet got awfully hot and she had to fingerfuck her juicy little cunt as Sam ravished the hell out of Kelly.

Tracy saw how her sister's back arched all of a sudden, and she saw how Sam's big finger drilled into her cunt, and how he sucked Kelly's nipples at the same time. It was quite a sight to see pretty Kelly get weak and horny with the man.

Rubbing her pussy vigorously, Tracy watched hungrily as Sam lowered Kelly's trembling body to the sofa, and she stifled a gasp when he got his enormous cock out, all wet and throbbing for Kelly. Tracy immediately realized just what her sister had realized not long ago – Mr. Hartman's cock was twice as big as Tom's!

Tracy couldn't believe that such a huge cock could fit into Kelly's tight young pussy. Her startled young eyes burned as she watched every solid inch of it disappear from view. Then Sam's pubic hair was flat, against Kelly's. His prick was all the way in her!

Tracy fingerfucked her pussy faster as she watched Sam fuck the brains out of Kelly. What a powerful man he was, she thought. What would he do to her if she gave him the chance? Could that giant cock fit in her little pussy?

She shuddered through a hundred such thoughts as she watched Sam fuck like a wild man. He really turned Kelly on, that was for sure. Look how she was humping!

Kelly was out of her head with passion by that time, driven to unladylike lust by Sam's ravishing cock. She came like crazy on it several times, and Tracy came a lot on her fingers. At last she could wait no longer.

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