Harry just smiled. He was slightly shorter than Phil, but no less attractive. He had curly hair and a body that, while not intricately toned, looked firm and fit. He was naked. Lucy's eyes flashed down to his groin where his erection was already growing. She watched hungrily as it reached its full potential within seconds, about eight inches long, thick and uncut. She started to imagine and plan her next moves with relish...
Phil silently moved over and sat down behind his desk as the naked pair eyed each other. After giving them a few seconds to get visually acquainted, he was ready to start the proceedings.
"OK, show me what you can do."
Lucy hardly heard him, had forgotten he was there in her lust. She strode forward and was folded into Harry's frame a second later, kissing him passionately. She felt his cock pressing against her stomach as he flicked his tongue across her lips. Caressing his tongue with hers she reached for the member. It was hot in her hands, the soft skin moving smoothly over the engorged head. She took a light grip and started to work him slowly in her hand, using short gentle strokes up and down -- just enough to heighten his arousal without moving him too far forward. The heat between her legs rose to new levels as her juices started to escape her pussy lips and slip downwards, the scent filling the air around the writhing bodies.
Harry needed no encouragement and quickly spread his kisses down her body, removing his cock from her reach, until he was kneeling in front of her. She opened her legs, scissoring them slightly to give him better access, and grabbed the kneeling male by his curly locks in order to push his head into her crotch. Instantly his tongue was there, warm and soft. It probed between her lips, exploring them inside and out as Harry lapped and sucked and swallowed Lucy's sweet liquid.
"Thank God he knows what he's doing," thought Lucy, closing her eyes as her pleasurer found the exposed nub of her clit and began to run his tongue teasingly in small light circles around it. She moaned and gripped his hair tighter, commanding him to lick her clit in a strangled voice. Her reward was a brief brush of his rough tongue against it which almost made her knees buckle.
She opened her eyes to steady herself and suddenly became aware of Phil, sitting calmly behind his desk, his arousal apparent from the bulge in his trousers. He was watching them, unblinking, trying to retain his air of professionalism. His breathing was slightly harsh and his face had a reddish tinge that had not been there before. Those strong hands gripped the arms of his chair, whether to keep him from touching himself or to try and remain seated Lucy was unsure.
Harry was flicking his tongue directly across her clit now, bringing unconscious whimpers from Lucy with each stroke, and she could feel the muscles in her loins begin to tighten in orgasm. She could feel her limbs tingling all the way down to her fingers and toes, and knew that when that tingling reached her pussy she would come hard. Images filled her mind, images of her pushing herself down onto Harry's mouth, grinding herself against him has she covered him with sticky come.
This thought almost pushed her over the edge, but, still looking into Phil's eyes, Lucy locked her fingers into Harry's hair and pulled him away. She broke the contact and leant up to kiss her partner hungrily, licking her own succulent juices from his lips. His cock had reddened through his arousal and the tip was covered in translucent precum which Lucy reached and dipped two fingers into. Turning to Phil, feeling his stare, she stalked over to his desk, very deliberately putting one finger at a time in her mouth and sucking the fluid from them. She loved the "taste of sex", as she called it -- the taste of her own juices mixed with those of a man, and she could see the effect it had on Phil as his eyes narrowed slightly and his erection gave a lurch.
Finally, she stood facing him, on the opposite side of the desk. Never breaking eye contact, she slowly leaned down until her nipples brushed the cool surface and arched her back to open and expose her pussy to the waiting body behind her. Phil's face was now only about five feet away from hers, and they could feel each other's ragged breathing on their skin. Lucy gave a lopsided smile as she felt Harry step in behind her and position himself to enter her. Her teeth bared, mouth slightly open as he pushed the head of his cock into her and worked it gently in and out a few times. Her pussy expanded to cope and then grasped and sucked at the organ. Harry started to slowly push further in, a centimetre at a time.
Lucy drew a long breath in as she took more and more cock inside her. Her lungs reached full capacity just as her pussy did and gave her a head rush. Phil's eyes still burned into her and she saw him gulp as he realised she had just taken Harry's entire shaft inside her. There was a large spot of precum surrounding the outline of his cock which Lucy longed to lap up.
A moan escaped her and she shut her eyes as Harry began to withdraw, pulling out to half way before pushing his cock back into her. His right hand gripped her shoulder as his left held her hips, and he used this stance to draw her back towards him. Lucy could feel his thickness stretching her, the melting pleasure as the texture of his shaft rubbed her inner walls. Then he was fucking her, hard and fast, the way she had been aching for since she had lost her dress. Placing her hands flat on the desk, she used his grip on her shoulder to bounce back on him, keeping time with his thrusts. Even though she could not see him she knew that Phil was almost frantic with desire, could feel him shifting in his chair, trying to comfortably accommodate his stiff cock.
A slight shift of her stance changed Harry's angle so that his thrusts hit her G-spot, and she opened her eyes to capture Phil again. Her pussy was clenching around Harry's member and she could hear him, feel him getting close. The tingling was there again in her arms and legs and her nipples were so tight they almost hurt. She was grunting with each stroke and her breasts swung, brushing the desk in time.
"Oh.... Fuck..... Yeah...." escaped her lips as she came suddenly. Her entire body clenched and she clawed at the desk. Harry gave a low groan and his cock pulsed as he shot his come into her. Lucy could feel it filling her as her pussy squeezed and sucked his juice from of him. Phil was watching her still, watching her being fucked, watching her milk the cream from a cock as she came. This brought a second burst of orgasm and Lucy lost control, mewling as her come washed over Harry's groin and ran down her own legs. Her head was thrown back and she was moaning, open mouthed, not caring who heard.
Her muscles were still spasming as her orgasm subsided. Harry withdrew his cock from her and her pussy clamped down strongly to avoid losing any of his come. Phil was still sitting in his chair, trying and failing to control his breathing and composure.
A wicked thought crossed Lucy's mind. Even though she had just been thoroughly filled with cock, she was still turned on. The interview had awakened something in her and she wanted the job, wanted to be paid to be fucked before an audience. She looked hungrily at Phil's concealed meat and decided to add a final nail to the coffin.
Giving him a devious smile she walked quickly round the desk and knelt between her assessor's legs, reaching for his shaft. She rubbed it a few times under his trousers, testing its hardness, feeling the heat rise to her chest and face once more. But the time for tenderness was past and she eagerly reached for his fly.
"Lucy, wait!" Phil gasped, gently pulling her hand away, "You've got the job. That was an amazing display. There's no need to show me any more."
"Shh!" was Lucy's only reply, as her expression became very serious and she once again started to undo his trousers. She wanted to taste him now. The scent of his precum and feel of his shaft, along with his examination of her made her mouth water.
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