Cassie Hole Part 3

Note : This story is completely fictional!

Avery showed up at 6:00 PM and was ushered up to the executive suites, after all the staff had left except for a coveted few. She came in wearing a conservative business suit, a pair of dark heels, dark stockings, a mid-thigh skirt and business jacket, over a white blouse, a large leather bag over her shoulder; she looked altogether different than at Rave two days before. Still, Michael saw the clear milky white smooth skin of her face and plush pout of her lips, seared with a clear gloss that highlighted her fresh look. Her reddened hair fluffed along her cheeks and kissed the nape of her neck. Michael sat behind the desk but stood when she came in and wrapped his hand along her hip and over her thigh; each inch was firm and taut. “Good to see you Avery, glad you could make it. Here, sit over here, I just need to get your paperwork.” As he sat at his desk, he saw her cuddle into the deep leather of the sofa so that her skirt lifted a little and he glimpsed her panties, then she crossed her legs. Her smile was demure and sullen as she batted her lashes at him then looked away for a moment. She was a gorgeous model type, the perfect addition for what he had in mind, he’d seen the ease with which deals were sealed, sales firmed up and perhaps she was the opening to that next level. 

He’d need to ease into it, but if nothing more, he wanted her on her knees mouthing him off while she looked up at him with her emerald eyes as he kneaded her nipples nice and thick. Nothing would stop him on that count, after seeing her in Rave he’d bolted a load into Cassie’s hot sticky cum hole in the last few mornings, and that alone urged him on to get what he knew would be HIS. 

“So Avery, there are a couple positions here that you may want to look at. The first is a small aide position, working in accounting and looking at verifying the totals to see they are all OK and making out reports for tax season. That is a summer job that would not pay a lot but above minimum, and I would need to have you go over those with me personally before you submit them weekly.” Avery looked slack at the mention of paperwork, but perked up at his suggestion to meet personally. “The second opening pays more but there is more involved and that is in our P.R. department. It really has its’ own hours so we could be flexible with your classes. It is more of a opening that we’d use to attract new business.” Michael’s words made him almost laugh, thinking that the opening he was referring to was her openings, cunt, ass and mouth. She would be splendid bait for what he had in mind. “So tell me about what you’ve done so far. Maybe we can gauge from that how you’d be best suited here.” 

“Well,” Avery looked directly at him and became almost coy. “I have done some things, actually promo work and some telephone sales. I have actually brought up quite a few accounts that became, how should I put it, big splashes. Uh, is that what you mean?” She had a impish grin and it made her seem fresh and young. 

“Well can you tell me a little about the promo work?” Michael leaned back and gazed at her full tits that she seemed to push out as she watched him. 

“Ummm….” When she said little more than that, Michael started back up, not sure if she was actually the one he was looking for, thinking it may have just seemed wishful thinking but still she looked so hot at Rave and she did seem very interested. 

“Well what about the interviews at the mall the other night, did anything look promising there?” Again Michael saw her ponder the question but not really come forward with any explanations but she did seem to redden and flush along her cheekbones so that her freckles were less noticeable to him. 

“Actually Mr. Jennings, I went on those interviews for my Dad, and because afterwards I kind of get discounts from the stores. I like the mall and all but the thing is, the people that come in, well they are pretty much the same people I go to school with and it would just seem sort of like summer school you know.” She again leaned up and her skirt rose up. “Like I said, I kind of want to get a “leg up”, if you know what I mean.” Avery then opened her legs a little and then stretched the right leg up so that her taut little cunt pressed against her thin thong. “I really did go on those interviews but just so that I could get some new stuff for my promo work. Do you really want to hear about this?” Her emerald eyes were now hooded as she felt along her upper thigh slightly.

“Yes actually I do Avery, yes….” Michael felt his thick cock shaft stir and stretch out.

“Jerry, he was at the shoe store and when we were in his office more than asking what I knew about selling shoes, he asked what shoes I liked and I told him that rather then tell him maybe I could show him, so I got a few boxes from the back and came in and began modeling them, each pair I put on in front of him. Of course as I bend to strap them on, I spread open my legs so that he could see my panties, sort of like what I am doing now with you, but much more secretive, like I didn’t realize. Also my tits were ready to fall out and he looked directly at them in my top, knowing that my nipples were thick and hard inches away.” Avery had shrugged her business jacket off and was slightly cupping them. After that I would lean way over standing up and pull up my skirt so see how my legs looked in them in the mirror.” Avery was smiling. She flipped back her red hair and slouched down in the couch so that her pussy was pushed up on display for Michael more. “I told Jerry with each new pair that heels really are nice because they really thrust my ass up, and make my tits seem fuller. After a half hour I sat back down to prod him on about the job but he really just sat there, and so I moved somewhat closer to him and his penis was out, and he pulled his hand back quickly. I knew that he looked so hurt and raw that I slowly wrapped my hand over his cock and stroked it and whispered to him that I loved shoes, loved the shoes he had, loved the way they felt, so smooth on me and so hot and tight on my feet and skin and how much he would get knowing that my obsession with shoes would make me do some a fantastic job on him and that I felt that this job could really get under my soft firm young ready skin and that he just had to let me help him some way…he then let loose with a huge crčme lotion.” She flushed again at the memory as she edged her finger in under her thong, pulling the band over slightly. “Then I went to the interviews at the clothing store, and then Victoria’s Secrets. They were all very nice and gave me all the items I had or anything else in the store. You see, I am well stocked.” Avery pushed out her plush hard tits at him. She eased her hand over her breasts and down her stomach and finally, into her cunt lips.

“And the promo work?” Michael had not moved to grab his cock because he wanted it to go on and he was not going to have her just stroke him off.

“Here, wait, do you have a bathroom up here?” Michael nodded at the executive stall in the huge office. “Wait here.” Avery popped up and moved into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. Fifteen minutes later she edged the door open and told Michael to close his eyes until she told him. Michael was not going to disrupt this. 

He heard a rustling and a minute later, close to him she said, “OK, open them.” When he did Avery was there a two feet in front of him, a skimpy almost non existent pink bikini poured over her firm up thrust tits and a small string scooped down her stomach on either side to end in a quarter inch patch, a microchip, that molded to her cunt. Her heels were five inches high; also pink and her red hair was swept back and her lips were done up, her face a perfect pale complexion. Her nipples were rock hard and prodding out as the side of her firm tits spilled out, the globes rounded and unyielding. Her navel had a diamond lace in it. “This is my promo work Mr. Jennings, do you like it?” Her body was even better than he could imagine, not an ounce of fat and perfectly sculpted. 

“What can you tell me about the telephone sales?” Michael looked at her breathlessly. His cock was rock hard.

Avery adjusted her voice to a soft hot mood. “Hello, would you like to see my ripe young hot cunt, put your fingers up me and then you can tell me what a nasty whore I am, feel my swollen tits and firm ass? Sex calls, what else?” She swiveled on her heels and her thrust-up cunt was close and tight. “Mr. Jennings, I love being an exhibitionist, I love putting myself on display. I know that my Dad hates it, but I am almost eighteen and why not me, anyone with this body would, don’t you agree Mr. Jennings? I love showing off.” She smiled at Michael and then leaned over, “And I love older men.” She batted her long wet emerald eyes at his throbbing crotch. “And older men’s hard cock heads like yours.” Avery licked her lips obviously to Michael. “I know you would love to face fuck my mouth Mr. Jennings.” She soothed her hand down on Michaels cock ridge. “Pull it out Mr. Jennings, for me?” Avery was cupping her swollen pussy lips with her free hand and rubbing them up. “I have had my eyes on you forever. Seeing you at Rave, I knew it was my chance, I know you’d be cool with it.” Avery parted back her thin straps over her nipples and squeezed her thickening tips between her fingers. “Take that slab of cock out and let me have it, please?” She used her soothing soft breathless voice and whispered to Michael. “See what a nasty girl I am, look at me and tell me what you’d like to do, tell me Mr. Jennings.” 

Michael let his zipper open and his thick shaft pushed out, the cock head pulsing as Avery grasped it, her hand wrapping tight over the girth. She trained her bright eyes at his as she pumped his turgid cock. “Ummmm, there it is, nice and hard for me aren’t you, a big swollen cock for me, I love your shaft, and god it feels so good….” Avery licked her hand and then spit into her palm and then again jacked his prick, so that it quivered thick and ripe for her. Michael leaned back in his chair and jutted his cock up in her hand. 

Michael allowed her hand to jack him hard, her red fingernails draped in pre-cum sluice as she enjoyed the rock hard fat cock in her delicate hand, manipulating his shaft and watching her spit course up and down his fuck tool. She leaned over and heated his tube with her warm breathe, knowing that she wanted the cock meat plowing into her mouth and throat, hungry for this bulbous cock shaft to invade her, knowing that men wanted her toned body, mouth, cunt, ass and lubed tit crevice, and she wanted nothing more than to have this powerful older cock stud to fuck, fondle and flush her holes with his load, his rod cramming in her every tender hole, so aware that boys her age had just an inkling of what he could provide her, her ability to avail herself to real men, experienced men with hard fat cocks and willing eager fuck juice that would love to see her bare her fuck holes and tease them into needing her, her and her compliant wanting desires. Avery knew that she was captivated with being a show-off, and knew that her power was in the power of her fuck lust, her ready ability to tease and ultimately fuck men that had what she wanted and could provide the things she so ached to have, a maddeningly hot need to be the center of attention and thrill hole for men that could provide and understand her basest perversions. Mr. Jennings was one of those men, and he had contacts that she planned to drain and cultivate, not so much for what she could acquire, but what they would expect of her. 

Michael felt her pumping wet hand on him and at the same time, reached up and moved his fingers over her microchip cunt covering, seeing how wet the material had seeped into her cunt, a rich sopping gleaming patch that hugged her pussy lips, as he moved it over and flickered his finger along her cunt lips and then into her parted slick lips, slowly fucking up into her. Her fist on his shaft momentarily slowed but then beat up a smooth rub, knowing that she was being fingered deep as she sought his fuck rod harder. He jammed his two fingers in, knuckle deep as she continued to work him up and out of his slacks, she undoing his belt and spreading the pants back as she enjoyed his thrusts, her eyes looked into his still but glazed slightly as he edged up into her pussy hole deeper and faster. Her cunt lips squeezed his fingers and draped them, trying to milk and pull them in farther. Avery had inhaled and her breath caught as he invaded her. “Yes, you are a nasty man aren’t you Mr. Jennings, I love you fingering up in me, god that gets me so wet, ram them in.” Avery rode hard onto his jammed up fingers, twisting on his knuckles so that his digits dove in and teased her clit as well as her lubed hole, loosened and eager for him.

Michael slipped his fingers out and, licking her cum juice off, then grabbed her hand that was stroking his cock up and fondling his bulbous ball sacs. He wanted her to jerk him, her hand tighter, wrapping her palm closer on his fuck tool, her saliva generating a slick neat wet sleeve for him to thrust up into. Avery smiled widely enjoying him using her hand like a fuck glove, her strong grip pounding his fat cock over and up and then plunging down and wishing he would force it full into her hungry pink mouth. She glanced at his throbbing pulsating shaft as he watched her, squeezing her tit meat and pinching her nipple out, erect and hard. “Do you want this, really want this?”

Avery was beside herself, needing to get his meat load in her, her mouth or cunt, she could care less, she was ready for Michael’s girth and thickness, the aching veins that roped his erect pole moved under her expert jack job. Her glazed eyes and open glossed mouth nodded at Michael and her tongue slathered her lips, her acceptance readily wanting for what ever was to happen. “Yes, yes, please…” 

Michael looked at her incredible body and flared cunt lips that seemed to tighten and loose, and then tighten and loose again as she stood in front of him, then gripped her wrist and opened her fist and moved his cock back under his boxer and zipped up. He glanced at his watch and looked at her confused look as her hand was pried away. “It’s 6:30 now, I want you back here at 7:00. There is a training tape in the video there in the VCR. Your uniform for the PR position is in the executive stall there, in the closet on the left. If you would like to “apply” Avery, I suggest you might be willing to audition.” Michael again reached down and eased her cum crčme that was smeared over her thighs and tasted it. “If you do think that may be of interest to you, wait until I call, our meeting shouldn’t be long.”

Michael stood up and looked at Avery as she hunched on her heels, her legs spread open and her pink cunt twat napping close and her face registering Michaels offer as he stood and ran his hands over her face and along her neck to her tits, her pert nipples and lower across her stomach as he held her chin and kissed her mouth slightly, barely brushing her tingling moist lipstick, turning and letting himself out. He stopped as he opened the door, looking at her. 

“Tell me Avery, I don’t want you to disappoint us tonight, not if you really want this? Will you be our nice girl?” Michael smiled his warm laughing expression. “Tell me.”
“Yes, oh god yes!” Avery moved her wet fingers down and opened up as Michael slid the door closed on her as she let what he wanted spill and wash her excitement. 

***

Avery had gone into the executive washroom as the men came in and made their way into the conference room, closing the door behind them. Avery loved what she found left for her and she quickly stripped off, holding the clothes to her body as she looked at herself in the mirror. She thought of the money Michael offered her, for what amounted to the pleasures she wanted and the offerings she had to offer. She showered, taking her time and then dried off, sitting to prepare, doing her modest makeup, donning her draped diamond earrings. Her red hair flowed out and glowed in the vanity lights, her nipples hardened up. She took a razor and skimmed what small wisps of hair that adorned her pussy, carefully soothing her labia so that it shone bald and clean. Her whitened teeth smiled as she looked back over her shoulder in the mirror and felt her taut tight ass cheeks, knowing that men devoured her ass in the malls with their eyes, the street, wherever she went, the sharp intake of breathe followed her sway and swell as her ass undulated in her short skirts or pants. She applied her gloss and eye shadow, a faint blush that didn’t detract from her sparkling eyes. She took the heels and slipped into them, tightening the straps to her ankles and feeling the arch as they proudly thrust her tits out and heightened her ass. Angie took the sheer lace short shorts and edged them up her thighs and snuggly draped them over her hips, her bald cunt and ass packed tight in them, every promising fullness of her flesh exposed by the lace nothingness that covered her. She slipped over her head the top halter of the outfit, thin and see-through, that cupped her tits and wrapped them tight, appealingly offered up firm and full. The last bit of clothing she put on, was her original business suit, her nastiness covered but so available. As she opened the coat and looked in the mirror her body was clearly a pure piece of fuck candy, an achingly proffered jizz hole for the men waiting. She shivered in anticipation of her entrance, anxious to expose herself to them, to have them fully appreciate and arouse her as she wanted. She heard Michael knock on the door and she closed her jacket and buttoned up.

Michael walked her into the room and had her stand before the five other men, all dressed in expensive business attire, Armani and Italian. They all had finished their earlier business and were settled back along the narrow couches lining the walls. “Gentlemen, this is our last piece of business here tonight. Angie, here, is a new employee to our company family and I wanted to introduce her to you. As you know, the competition amongst our rivals is getting more fierce and harder every year. The need to satisfy a growing hunger for clients is getting to the point of nastiness, is the best way I can put it. Angie has agreed, at least tentatively to help our PR staff to minimize not only losing old clients but to maximize bringing new clients on board.” Michael motioned her to sit in a leather arm chair that faced them all. She smiled brightly at them as they listened to Michael speak, most of them roving over her body and face, appreciating her appeal and luxurious long legs that she crossed and dangled before them. “Angie here has agreed to audition for a spot that I have been trying to fill for some time, and I think it is a very crucial piece to our continued growth.” Angie looked at every man in the room, her ebullient grin captivating each man as he look at her. “Perhaps you will all agree that she will be a vital piece in our firm establishment as a gracious provider to our loyal clients.” Michael stepped behind Angie and as the others watched, ran his hands over the lapels of her jacket and then abruptly yanked the jacket open and displayed her pendulant hard tits to them and raked his hands over them and squeezed them hard in his hands. “Angie, perhaps you’d care to take over.” 

Angie pulled off her jacket and then stood and let her skirt fall at her feet as she kicked it aside. She ran her hand back through her hair and turned to the men so that her ass was fully on display, her fingers easing between her legs to rub her cunt in the thin shorts, her eyes never leaving the men watching her. She stood before them and then again sat down, drawing her legs apart and over the arms of the chair, spreading out for them all. She wrapped her hands around her tit meat and squeezed her cleavage out so that the valley between them was pronounced and deep. Her tongue snaked over her lips and her lace encased cunt parted open so that the small leakage of her cum juice stained up into the shorts. “Perhaps you’d like a small offering of my thanks for opportunity gentlemen? Feel free to feel free.” The men all stood and approached her and she felt hands roaming over her swollen tits and cunt, her hair was immediately pulled into a taut ponytail and her face twisted sideways as a gnarled thick cock was offered up. As she moaned, she muttered out, “don’t be so gentle…I want this…” As she opened her mouth and throat to accept the first of many hard thick pulsating cock heads in her willing mouth, she heard the tearing of her clothes being ripped open as she swallowed and gagged up on the men’s cocks, a tongue and fingers forcing into her juiced twat, as she arched up and held the hand into her deep and full along with the man’s slithering tongue, another hand pinched and groped her nipples, sucking then biting on them, a hard shaft slapping at her tit tunnel and ramming between them, her free hands massaged one set of balls while the other jacked another, readying it for her mouth. The men voiced their approval, calling her a whore and cunt hole, a gorgeous slut fuck load, a jizz dump and cum gaper. Her ears hear the words and she worked even harder to get the men off, spitting and sluicing their cock shafts faster and deeper in her mouth, allowing their pricks to ram her open, yanking back her thighs as wide as she could so that they had access, thrilling as the spent loads dripped out of her as another took his place, pausing from sucking cock to beg to be fucked harder, to be face fucked, to finger out her ass so that more cock could drench her, to unleash cum on her face and tits, achingly moaning to be their office whore, assuring them that she was available to anyone whenever and however they wanted her. She ground down her hips and bald hole for their fingers, tongue and cocks for as long as they wanted and as they settled down she splayed out on the table and offered up her ass to whoever wanted it and again the ramming of her sweet taut tight body played on until she had cum so many times and so hard that she only vaguely remembered Michael finally clutching her and easing her into his limo for a ride to a suite at the Ritz, sleeping soundly until the next afternoon.