Chapter 3: Working Girl
Diane Stone sat at her office desk trying to work, but concentration was not easy for her to come by these days. Her mind was awash in sexual thoughts and images. As a top executive in a major corporation, she made million dollar decisions and ruled the lives of thousands in the company. She should have been deciding how to deal with a projected inventory shortage, but all she could think about was going home and having sex tonight with Dave, her husband, and perhaps Steve, their mutual friend.
"Damn," she said, throwing down her pen on the desk, and noticing that her erect nipples were jutting out from her blouse. "What I really want to do is go home and fuck." Then she smiled at the thought of what awaited her at home tonight. "So many wild and lascivious thoughts," she laughed, forcing herself to pick up the pen and get back to work. And this was all because of her "present."
Three weeks had passed since Diane had received her 50th birthday and 25th anniversary present from her husband, Dave. That present, one astounding night of sex with twenty men and a dog, had changed her entire life. Now, she and Dave couldn't keep their hands off of each other. Despite 25 years of marriage, three kids now grown and gone, and two huge careers, she and Dave were hotter for each other than in the early years of their marriage. They were truly exploring their sexuality for the first time, without boundaries and without preconceptions. Plus, they were having a great time doing it.
Their rule, that sex with another person was okay only if the other partner was present, pleased them both, since it was the others presence that was the real turn-on. And Dave was great at always keeping her on that edge, allowing her to touch the control she so needed, but still maintaining and element of surprise. Three days after Diane's group sex night, Dave brought home a young eighteen-year-old boy who had lost his virginity to her at the party. Dave explained that the boy had emailed him and asked if Diane could help him learn how to make love. The boy told Diane that he hadn’t been able to think of anything except her since that Friday night. Indeed, Diane recalled, the boy needed a lot of help in the sex department. He was well blessed with a nice large penis, but had lasted only a few seconds after entering her.
Diane considered the boy's plea, as she eyed Dave sitting on the sofa. "Well, I've never seen myself as much of a teacher, but it really could be fun," she thought to herself. The idea creating super lover from a gangly, teenage boy began to tickle her fancy. She glanced over at Dave and broke into a seductive smile, saying, "Why not!" She began to slowly stroke her hard nipples, now obvious under her silk blouse. She was just wearing a blouse and jeans and certainly not dressed for this seduction scene. "What the hell! I'll just have to make do," she said to herself, as she began to unbutton her blouse. Taking on the challenge, Diane proceeded to slowly strip in front of the boy, teasing him unmercifully as she peeled away her clothes. Seeing that she had both his attention and the attention of his large cock, she dropped down in front of him and began to suck his tortured erection. He came into her mouth in less than 30 seconds, which was exactly what she wanted. Licking the remaining drops of the boy's semen from her lips, Diane softly purred, "Now we can get on with the lesson." With his penis momentarily deflated, she rolled on her back and spread her legs and pulled his face into her moist cunt. She spent the next forty minutes teaching the boy how to please a woman, orally. The boy picked up quickly on her tips and over the length of the lesson managed to give her three orgasms.
Seeing that his dick was hard again, Diane continued the lesson and instructed the boy on the art of fucking. On her back, she gave guiding comments to the boy while he entered her and practiced different rhythms and thrusts. Diane caressed his taut, muscular body as he pumped away and groped her large 38D breasts. The boy sucked so hard on one of her nipples, he seemed to be seeking milk. Diane thought, "Jeez, this boy is so young, four years younger than my son. But he's going to make a lot of young girls very happy." She almost laughed aloud at the thought of turning this well-hung, experienced boy loose on the teenage girls in the area. On that thought, she could feel the urgency in the boy's thrusts and he drove deeper and deeper into her cunt. He had lasted about twelve minutes, but was now shooting his cum deep inside her as she moaned in both approval and appreciation.
"Next time," Diane said to the boy while licking the remaining semen from his cock, "you'll learn about doggy style." "And if you're really good at it, we may jump right into a little anal sex," she said teasingly, noticing that her oral attention and seductive taunts were beginning to harden the boy's penis again as he pulled up his jeans.
And that's how the three weeks had passed following the party. Two more lessons for the boy followed and Diane was ultimately very pleased with her "creation." She had created a fucking machine with the sexual skills and expertise of a 45-year-old man in the body of a testosterone-filled, teenage boy.
But her time during the last three weeks had also been spent in other pleasures. Steve, the limousine driver from her party, joined both her and Dave for repeats of their great night of double penetration and anal sex. Steve had an unbelievable 18-inch cock, something she thought was reserved for the porno movies. In addition to its astounding length, Steve's cock was over three inches wide, which made equally problematic to take inside her. But she had promised both Dave and Steve that she would soon be able to take Steve's cock anally and vaginally without problems.
It had taken her days of work during that first week for Diane to stretch her rectum enough to take in his long and wide penis. She and Dave had worked every night to prepare for the weekend. By Saturday and Steve's arrival, Diane was excited in anticipation to see if her work had paid off. And after a quick session with Steve cumming in her cunt and Dave filling her ass, the two men switched positions. Diane sat at her desk at work and hotly recalled that moment just two weeks ago when she straddled her husband, kissed him deeply on the lips, and lifted her ass in the air awaiting Steve's entrance into her anal opening. Steadily, she could feel the mounting pressure as Steve's huge organ pressed against the lubricated rim of her asshole. Dave's previous penetration there had dilated her sphincter muscles, but nothing could have prepared her for the size of the penis now pushing its way past her rubbery rim and deep into her bowels. Her backside was on fire, as she struggled to relax and take to monster inside her. She didn't know how much of the huge penis was actually inside her, but it felt like his entire length was now slowly plowing into her anus. Just as she felt totally stuffed and unable to imagine anything else inside her, she felt Dave's body push up from beneath her and slide his cock into her dripping cunt.
Soon the two men moved smoothly in both of her openings. Diane was in ecstasy. She felt open and vulnerable, having to totally relax her body in order to accept both of them at once. Just a week before, countless men had double fucked her at her party. But now she felt as if she were going to split in half, as she was anally skewered by Steve's enormous cock and her husband pounded wildly beneath her.
Sitting at her desk and recalling the moment the three of them came together, caused waves of pulsating twitches in her damp crotch, as Diane remember that orgasm. She began to climax first and just as she reached the height of abandon, both men began to churn inside her with an animal frenzy. She remembered that her moans resounded around the house and she savagely slammed back against the two rigid cocks now spurting inside her. She wasn't sure if it was a second orgasm that quickly followed her first, or just one giant orgasm, but she came again as Steve and Dave poured their juices inside her.
That night was a brief two weeks ago, Diane recalled as she tried to refocus on work. Though none of her colleagues in the workplace would have noticed any major changes in her. But she knew she was a much different woman that the one who had skeptically gone along with her husband's present not so long ago. There were a few perceptible differences that her colleagues could have seen. Diane's hair, once a mousy, brown color, was now a warm, rich red. While the outward appearance of her business suits appeared the same, a closer examination would have revealed that the large, thick nipples on her 38D breasts were always hard and erect, jutting out from beneath her clothes. A close observer might have picked up the little bit of extra bounce to her breasts or the new sway to her hips when she walked into the office.
What no one at the office could have seen was the new jewelry Diane now sported. Last week, without even telling her husband, Dave, she had the hood over her clitoris pierced and a gold ring inserted. The ring had a gold ball on it, which dangled down and rested right on top of her clit. When she walked, the small ball would massage her clit, rubbing back and forth across the bud and keeping her constantly aroused. She had a second, larger ball for additional stimulation, which went on the ring when she desired.
