Hellie bounced up and down on the lap of a chubby man with a fat dick. Hellie thought to herself that it really was an especially girthy one, pressing against Hellie's pussy walls and opening her up deliciously. She only wished he was a little longer, but you can't have everything. Besides, if Hellie was honest with herself, she could get off on almost any cock.
She faced away from the man as he bounced her, her legs, ass and pussy bare while her unbuttoned work shirt remained on. One of his hands reached up into the shirt to hold one of her breasts, while the other hand held her hip.
"You...have a really big dick!" Hellie exclaimed, panting.
"Thank you baby," the man grunted. "You got a really tight snatch."
Hellie giggled. "Thanks..." She turned her head slightly back toward him.
"Pete," he said.
"Thanks, Pete."
"Oh believe me, baby, the pleasure's all mine."
They were fucking in Hellie's boss's office after the boss, Nicolai, had offered them the space to have a "meeting." The man was one of the vendors who supplied Nicolai's store.
"I hope you cum inside me," Hellie said, teasing him.
The man groaned. "Jesus Christ."
"Don't you want to, Pete? Isn't my little pussy tight enough for you?" Hellie turned as much as she could to look at him. She thrust out her bottom lip in mock sadness.
"Aw fuck, should've put those lips on my cock," he grunted.
"I still can."
"Fuck! Baby you're going to make me cum too quick if you talk like that."
"I can suck your cock right now," Hellie told him. "Or maybe you want to put it up my ass."
"Fuck!"
Just then, Nicolai and Scott entered.
"Oh," said Scott, staring wide-eyed for a moment before he turned away.
"Pete," Nicolai said. "Just take her damn shirt off, that looks ridiculous." He shut the door behind them.
Pete took off Hellie's shirt and she bounced naked on his cock. Nicolai watched her bouncing tits with a small smile.
"You look right at home, slut," he told her.
Hellie moaned. "Thank you sir." She rubbed her hands over her breasts in a show for him, squeezing them and pinching her nipples.
Scott looked down at some papers in his hand, then sat on the other side of the desk and began working on the computer.
"Don't you want to watch, Scott?" Nicolai said, not removing his eyes from Hellie's breasts.
"You know what Mr. Nicolai, I think I'm okay."
"You don't want a turn?"
Scott kept his eyes on the computer. "Hellie and I have already talked about this," said Scott. "I do not need a turn, thank you." He clicked something, rose from the chair, and left.
Nicolai and Pete chuckled.
"Do you think he...doesn't like me?" Hellie panted as she rode Pete's fat dick. She was close now, but Scott's rejection had delayed her orgasm.
"Aw, my little slut." Nicolai patted her face. "I know it stings. Scottie is just shy."
Hellie looked at him skeptically, even as her tits bounced wildly and Pete's heavy breathing echoed around them.
"He really is," Nicolai traced Hellie's lips with his finger.
"H-he's right," Pete grunted. "Us three been in this business 20 years! Barely seen the guy with a friend, let alone a girl."
"It's not you, slut," Nicolai assured her. He slid two of his fingers into Hellie's mouth, and she moaned and sucked. "You want me to talk to him?"
Hellie nodded, giving him puppy-dog eyes as she sucked his fingers.
Nicolai pulled a chair up across from Hellie and Pete. He pulled his cock out, brought his hand behind Hellie's head, and pushed her mouth down onto him. He pressed her head until she gagged on his cock, and at the sound of her gagging on the dick in her throat, Pete came hard into Hellie's pussy.
Nicolai reached down to adjust Hellie's head, jerked his cock a few times with the head still in Hellie's mouth, then pushed his cockhead back into her throat as he came in her mouth. Hellie grunted, moaned, and swallowed his cum urgently.
Pete held her on his cock until the last bits of his cum had squirted into her pussy.
"Fuck, baby," he murmured, catching his breath. "That was great."
Hellie slid off his cock and gave him a sloppy tongue kiss, and Pete patted his chest. "Nic, your girl's gonna give me a heart attack."
Nicolai zipped up, chuckling. "And yet I have a feeling you'll be right back in her pussy during next month's sale." He put a hand on Hellie's shoulder. "Slut?"
"Yes, sir?"
"Take the rest of the day off."
Hellie blinked. "Really, sir?"
Nicolai nodded. "Go."
Hellie left.
Scott returned almost immediately to the office for a discussion of pricing with Nicolai and Pete. But the subject changed quickly.
"I really don't understand your problem with Hellie, Scott," Nicolai said, calmly placing his hands down on his desk.
"It's not a problem with Hellie," said Scott, looking away.
"I don't get it either," said Pete. "Best piece of ass I had in twenty years. And it sounds like she'd let you fuck her anywhere."
"She'd beg you for it," said Nicolai.
"You definitely could cum in her," Pete added.
"She'd beg for that too, she loves it." Nicolai smirked. "She tried to call me Daddy the other day."
"Ha! Of course the town whore has daddy issues."
Scott shook his head. "Maybe she just wants to know she's fucking someone she can trust."
Nicolai looked at him sympathetically. "Scott, don't take it all so seriously."
"You're the ones diagnosing her with daddy issues. She's probably saying Daddy because she's hoping you'll see her as human." Scott shook his head. "Hellie is a PERSON."
"A person who sucks a lot of cock," Pete offered.
Scott folded his arms. "So who else is sucking YOUR cock, Peter? And you, Nicolai. Anybody? You're LUCKY she does."
"She's lucky, that I trained her throat," Nicolai said simply. "She's lucky that I trained her ass."
Scott shook his head. "I don't like your attitude about her. You objectify her. You use her."
Pete shrugged. "She seemed completely into it, to me."
Nicolai put a hand on Scott's shoulder.
"Listen Scottie. I know you're a man with a lot of taste and a lot of class. That's why I depend on you to run my business!" He lowered his voice. "I want to give you some advice. Every woman, every woman out there, is less than a maybe. No matter how much you want somebody, or how much you don't, you always have to wonder if they'll want to fuck you, if they'd say yes. With her, you don't. With her, pussy, and ass, and mouth, are a sure thing any time you want them. When's the last time you fucked a nice, tight ass?" Nicolai gave a thoughtful look. "Ever?"
Scott paused. "I get your point. I'll think about it."
But Scott never approached Hellie. In fact, they were never alone- always there were customers, coworkers, meetings.
Days later, on a night she had off, Hellie took herself out to the movies. It was a last-minute decision, inspired by the fact that her roommate and landlord both were out for the evening, and there was a long-awaited summer sequel opening that night.
Hellie walked into the crowded theatre with a bucket of popcorn and a low cut tank. She figured if she was going to have to sit next to a stranger she might as well ply them with cleavage and a snack.
She walked down the aisle and then up again, looking for a single free seat.
"Hellie."
Hellie turned to see Scott, sitting in the back row with an empty seat beside him.
Hellie began to squeeze past him.
"No, wait," he said firmly. "I'll move."
Scott moved over to give Hellie the aisle seat, and possibly the last empty seat in the theatre.
"Hey," she said. "Thank you so much."
"I'm not a big talker," he said.
Hellie gave him a sidelong glance. "Okay?"
