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PC Gone Mad Ch. 01

By: seth_perm



"You want me to suck it again already? Oh, shit. Well sit down then; I'll lock the door."

Sally sighed as Lenny dropped his overweight shabby frame into her leather office chair. Having checked no-one was looking, she pulled the window blind down and secured the door.

"Come on then; let's get this over and done with quickly," she groaned.

Lenny's dirty penis popped into view, already semi-erect. Sally knelt in front of him and grimaced as the unpleasant smell of his crotch hit her. Suppressing her instinct to gag, she leant forward and allowed the grey-purple head of his engorged cock to slide into her open mouth. Ignoring his foul taste, she began to smoothly bob her head on his erection, eager to finish him off as quickly as possible.

How had she got herself into this situation in just a day? Lenny was an ugly loser, a balding oaf in his late forties who had achieved nothing in his life. And she was an attractive young woman with a successful career and caring husband. It made no sense! As she sucked hard and furiously nodded her head up and down, she thought back to when it had started.

~~~

Sally ran the local branch of the Small Business Enterprise Scheme or SBES, a government funded organisation devoted to helping to kick start small businesses and sole trader operations. She was young to have been promoted to office manager, still in her late-twenties, and proud of her achievements, a woman really going places.

She had been in position for twelve months now, running the office of 25 employees very successfully, at least in her own opinion. So she was mildly perplexed when her boss, Jane, called up from head office and informed her that she would be visiting the next day.

"No problem, Jane. I'll see you tomorrow at 10. Er, is anything wrong?" she asked.

"No, no. Nothing actually wrong. I just need you help on something," Jane replied cryptically.

The next day Sally prepared carefully, ensuring the office was tidy, that she had all her performance statistics to hand and that she understood the Scheme's current priorities just in case she had to answer any difficult questions. She made an effort with her appearance too, dressing her tall yet curvaceous figure in a smart two piece dark business suit. Her make-up complemented her long black hair and bright green eyes perfectly and allowed her beauty to present itself naturally.

Overall she was quietly confident. Maybe Jane was coming to talk to her about her prospects - maybe another future promotion?

Jane was a slender attractive woman in her mid-thirties with dark eyes, olive skin and dark brown shoulder-length hair. As ever, on her arrival, she was immaculately dressed in a Parisienne style. Which was why the sight of a portly middle-aged man in shapeless grey clothing ambling into Sally's office behind Jane was so jarring.

"How do you do?" Sally greeted him politely. He grunted in reply as he and Jane sat down next to each other facing Sally across her desk.

"Sally, I'd like you to meet Lenny Slackitt. He joined SBES head office a couple of days ago. And that's why I've brought him to see you. I feel he would be much better, er, suited to a regional role and I'd like you to accommodate him here."

"Oh, Jane. I mean, that's, well, great but I don't have any vacancies at the moment," Sally answered trying to conceal her personal distaste for him.

Jane replied "Of course, of course. Actually that's not a problem. Sally, have you heard of the government's new Positive Action Against Disability policy or PAAD?"

"No, I thought I knew all of our policies but I've not come across that one."

"I'm not surprised. It's hot off the press. In a nutshell it's all about ensuring that the ratio of disabled people in the workplace is in line with their ratio in the population as a whole. And as the private sector is behind their fair share, it's important that the public sector takes positive action to employ disabled workers."

Sally considered briefly. "That sounds very reasonable. I..." She trailed off as Lenny, who was sitting to Jane's right, casually reached across and started to paw her somewhat petite yet proudly thrusting breasts through her cream blouse.

Jane continued as if nothing were happening. "Lenny, who unfortunately suffers from several disabilities, has been taken on under our PAAD scheme quota and so whatever position he fills won't come under any headcount restrictions."

"Oh, right. Um, Jane, I don't mean to pry but why is he doing that?" Sally asked faintly. By this time Lenny had pulled his chair behind Jane and was reaching around her pulling roughly through her top at her now visibly erect nipples.

"Sally," Jane said indistinctly, now obviously somewhat perturbed by Lenny's increasingly forceful manhandling. "Do you know what SBES's policy is on disability?"

"Of course, we're an equal opportunities employer, completely against discrimination on the grounds of physical or mental disability. We will provide absolute and comprehensive opportunity to all disabled employees to allow them full and fair access to all roles in the organisation," Sally quoted automatically, her horrified eyes alternately moving between Lenny's grasping hands on Jane's boobs and the ugly-looking bulge in his shiny grey trousers.

"Oooh!" Jane squealed as Lenny began twisting her nipples, although she still made no effort to stop him. "Lenny has unfortunately been diagnosed as suffering from Uncontrollable Sexual Addiction Syndrome or USAS for short. Basically, if he doesn't, er, ejaculate on a regular basis then he suffers severe mental distress."

"I see. Oh! I see!" Sally had squeaked as Lenny released his unpleasant erection and guided Jane's hand to it. Jane began to masturbate him nonchalantly while she continued to speak.

"Even more unfortunately for Lenny, he suffers from Acute Carpal Tunnel Syndrome, or ACTS, which means his wrists are weak and he's unable to relieve himself as would normally happen in such cases. Hence as part of our commitment to fair working conditions to all, we are obliged to provide Lenny with sexual relief on demand. Otherwise he would be unable to work and would have to claim benefits as he has been doing for many years. Indeed on the journey here I had to stop to masturbate him twice. Allowing him to, er, feel my breasts brings him to a swifter climax which, I think you'd agree, is best for everyone concerned."

"But his wrists don't look weak!" Sally protested.

For the first time, Lenny spoke. "Are you fucking prejudiced against the disabled or something?" he glared at Sally.

"Oh, no, no, of course not," she immediately protested, aghast at the thought of being considered a bigot.

"My poor wrists hurt all of the time but they get worse if I perform a repetitive action such as having a wank. I've got a doctor's report confirming that," he replied indignantly. "Oh that's it, you silly slut, don't stop," he added to Jane. Her manicured hand began to blur as she increased her pace.

"Lenny also suffers from Tourette's Syndrome, or TS, which occasionally leads to his language becoming somewhat, er, colourful. We have to forgive him the odd verbal indiscretion." As he pulled open her blouse and yanked up her bra to reveal her small yet perky brown-tipped breasts, her wanking become feverishly quick. Thank goodness the blind on the door is down, Sally thought.

Lenny continued to violently fondle her breasts before, all of a sudden, he groaned loudly and came abundantly all over Sally's beautiful beech desk.

She sat there in a stunned haze staring at the sticky white-grey mess as Jane calmly wiped her hand on a handkerchief before pulling down her bra and packing up to leave. "I'm sure we can leave Lenny in your capable, er, hands, Sally. As you can see I've had to take personal responsibility for Lenny's welfare as I've struggled to find any volunteers for the role of his, um, helper. Remember this initiative is very important to us at head office. We need to make sure that we provide full access to employment for all disabled workers. I don't need to remind you that I will hold you personally responsible for ensuring that this is the case. No matter how, er, unusual anyone's needs may be." she added as she left.

Sally stared at the closed door wordlessly.

"She's a stuck-up bitch but she's got fab little tits and she gives a great handjob."

Sally jumped as Lenny's words tore her from her reverie. "What?" she exclaimed.

"Y'know. Your boss. Good with her left hand as well. Great arse too."

"Please, Mr. Slackitt, er, Lenny. I know you have a condition but I'd really rather that you weren't quite so rude! I just can't believe she did that! I'm sure she's married."

"Well, I guess you never know what someone will do to keep their job. And I reckon she probably didn't tell her husband either." Sally shivered as Lenny's gaze wandered appreciatively up and down her body.

"Lenny, you can't smoke in here!" she said huffily changing the subject as he pulled out a packet of cigarettes and a lighter.

"I've got Post-Coital Compulsive Nicotine Disorder or PCCND. Which means I have to have a fag after spunking," he replied as he lit up.

"Well at least put your, um, penis away. Please."

"All right, love. Although I'll need some relief in an hour or so," he added while zipping himself up.

"Shit! An hour! Oh my god," Sally cursed.

"Well, look who's fucking swearing now. Yes, an hour. Are you going to be doing me personally?" he lewdly suggested, staring boldly at her substantial bosom. "You're fucking hot."

Sally blushed and hastily crossed her arms over her ample chest. "No! Certainly not! I'm married!"

"Shame. I'd love to get hold of those beauties. How big are you? D-cup, I reckon."

Sally reddened further at his accuracy.

"So who's going to be tossing me off?" he continued. "There are some nice looking birds out there," he gestured out to the main office. "Let's go and have a look."

With that he sauntered out and begun leering at the other employees. Sally hastily followed him and introduced him to the rest of her staff and asked one of her three team leaders, Rachel, to begin to coach him on a basic admin job.

Rachel coughed politely and looked at her askance but began to show him how to enter data onto the system, doing her best to ignore Lenny's shameless ogling of her body and his cigarette smoke.

Sally rushed back to her office to clean up the mess and to work out what to do. How on earth could she ask one of the young women, or indeed anyone, in her team to give this disgusting man sexual relief? Of course, it was completely out of the question for her to do it. She was happily married and would do nothing to put that at risk.

It seemed like no time at all before Lenny strolled into her office and sat himself down into a chair.

"Well?" he challenged. "As you can see I'm feeling a bit horny."

Sally blushed once more as she looked at the bulge in his trousers. She remained silent, not knowing what to say.

"There are three really good-looking girls out there but the one I like best, after you, is that Rachel. I love that tanned blonde look. And her tits are almost as big as yours."

Rachel? thought Sally. She wasn't surprised that Lenny fancied her: she was a very attractive woman. Also she was single and ambitious. And, Sally had heard, she maintained a considerable level of sexual activity.

"Stay there. I'll go and ask her."

Sally walked out into the main office and tentatively approached Rachel.

"Er, Rachel," she started hesitantly.

Before she could continue, Rachel interrupted. "Sally, what's going on? Who the hell is he and why did Jane bring him to work here? He said he had a medical condition that meant he could smoke in the office. And well, I hate to say it, but he's been ogling me and some of the other girls. He's got absolutely no shame. And he kept 'accidentally' touching my leg. And he smells dreadful!"

"Oh, Rachel." Sally tried to keep the despair out of her voice. "I really need your help. Would you mind stepping into my office, please."

Rachel followed Sally back to her room, grunting when she saw the grinning Lenny sprawled across a chair with his feet up on Sally's desk.

"Well, is she going to give me one?" he smirked as Rachel sat next to him, fastidiously edging her chair away from him.

"Please, Lenny. Let me explain to her," Sally pleaded.

As she clarified why Lenny was there and what they were required to provide him, she watched Rachel's expression become progressively more appalled.

"Fucking Hell! You want to do what to him?" she almost screamed.

"Please Rachel, keep your voice down," Sally said.

"I can't believe you're actually asking me to toss him off. He's, he's disgusting," Rachel spat. "Why don't you do it yourself, if it's so important!"

"Oh, I feel hurt by your prejudice against the disabled," Lenny moaned. "I might have to report the attitude on this site to head office."

Sally interrupted hastily. "Rachel, I wouldn't have asked you but it IS a medical condition that we're being asked to, er, help with." She continued, "And you know I'm married. I just thought with you being single and having a lot of..."

"A lot of what?" Rachel asked heatedly.

"You know, boyfriends," Sally finished lamely.

"Oh fantastic. I can't wait to let everyone know that my boss wants me to toss off a stranger because she thinks I'm a slapper."

"Rachel, please!" Sally groaned. This was all going wrong. She took a breath and continued, "Rachel, look, I can promise to make it worth your while."

Rachel uncrossed her arms. "How worth my while exactly?"

Lenny gave a low chuckle.

Sally thought for a while before replying. "Well appraisal time will be here soon. I could give you a top grade and a maximum pay rise for your cooperation in this matter," she offered.

"I deserve the top grade anyway but I'll take the pay rise plus you need to put me forward for promotion."

Sally groaned in anguish. She knew that Rachel wasn't quite ready for promotion and indeed would be jumping the queue somewhat. She cursed Jane for forcing her into such an unprofessional situation. "OK," she finally agreed.

"Oh, fucking fantastic," Lenny exclaimed. "C'mon then get your tits out." He was already fumbling at his crotch trying to liberate his hard-on. Sally ran to lock the office door before sitting back down at her desk.

Grim-faced, Rachel pulled up her top and reached behind her to release her breasts. "You only get to feel them. No kissing or touching anything else."

First Lenny's grubby erection sprang into view and then Rachel's large tanned boobs were revealed. Lenny's hands immediately leapt to squeeze her big breasts.

"Fucking hell, you've got amazing tits," he drooled as he rolled her chocolate-brown nipples firmly between his thumbs and forefingers.

Rachel grunted at his roughness before reaching out and grasping his cock tightly in her right hand. She began to wank him quickly but kept eye contact with Sally, refusing to look at what she was having to do.

"Oh, that's lovely" he groaned.

Sally watched on, caught between fascination and revulsion. She was amazed at the size and firmness of Rachel's breasts. Sally was proud of her own figure but had to admit Rachel's was just as gorgeous. Also she doubted she would be able to stand up to Lenny's rough squeezing fingers as stoically as Rachel was.

Lenny's groaning, Rachel's blurring hands and Sally's gawping continued for another ten intense minutes. By this time Rachel had switched hands several times and seemed to be struggling.

Eventually she stopped frustratedly. "Shit. How close are you to coming? My arms really ache."

Lenny didn't pause his breast groping. "Still a way to go, girl." He looked up at her slyly. "Of course if you give it a suck, I'll come a lot quicker."

Rachel shuddered. "No fucking way. I am not putting that thing anywhere near my mouth," she refused.

"Well then, don't stop or it'll take even longer," he said.

Rachel once again began to masturbate him, although at a slower pace.  After a few more minutes she sighed exasperatedly, "Sally you're going to have to help me."

"What? No way, Rachel. I've told you I'm married. I can't!" Sally whined.

"Well, my hands are going to cramp up entirely soon. And my tits really hurt. Stop twisting my nipples like that!" she barked at Lenny who smirked back at her but continued to play forcefully with her breasts.

"I can't help! What if Ian were to find out!" Sally complained.

"Well don't fucking tell him! It's just a handjob for Christ's sake! Honestly if you don't take over I'm going to have to stop!"

Lenny looked up at this. "Don't fucking stop. That would be a violation of my rights as a disabled person. I would be forced to contact head office as well as, potentially, the press to expose your bigotry. And anyway, I'm getting really close."

"Oh, shit," Sally swore uncharacteristically. She just couldn't let Lenny tell anyone that her office wasn't complying with a national directive. At best her career would be sidelined. At worst she would be sacked. She moved around the desk and, taking a deep breath, grabbed hold of Lenny's cock as Rachel let go. She began to toss him off tentatively.

"Faster, you dirty little whore. That's it, faster!" Lenny hissed as Sally increased her pace.

Rachel shook her hands out until they felt better before grasping the lower part of Lenny's penis to help her out.

"Oh yes, girls, that's lovely, don't stop!" Lenny encouraged. He put an arm around each of them and slipped his hands onto their own heads, holding them by the hair.

Sally was sickened. She couldn't believe she was masturbating an ugly dirty stranger with awful body odour. And with one her own staff! She closed her eyes to avoid looking at the bulbous head of Lenny's penis.

Without warning Lenny began to come. He firmly held onto Rachel's and Sally's head as enormous ropes of jism came shooting copiously out of his cock.

Sally managed to avoid most of it by wriggling away from him but she still felt a jet of spunk hit her left cheek.

After a few moments she opened her eyes. She could feel the cum on her cheek dripping onto her top. "Oh no, I've got some on my blouse!" she complained.

She looked up at Rachel's disconsolate groan.

Rachel had by far caught the worst of Lenny's ejaculation. Her face, hair and boobs were covered in foul-smelling semen. She had her mouth clamped shut to avoid allowing any into her mouth. And her eyes were flashing with fury.

Sally grabbed a box of tissues from her desk and gave them to Rachel who took handfuls to wipe the spunk from her face and boobs.

"You bastard," she finally said to Lenny. "You bloody held my head down and came on my face on purpose", she spat.

"Sorry, love," the self-satisfied Lenny sneered as he zipped himself up. Somehow, he'd managed to avoid any of the mess. "It was an accident. Anyway, a little bit of cum never hurt anyone."

Sally cleaned herself up as best she could with the last remaining tissue. "Thanks, Rachel. I know that was, er, difficult but I'm very grateful for your help in maintaining our equal opportunities policy."

Rachel swore fiercely. "I've got come in my hair, Sally! Loads of it. I don't think he's disabled. He's just abusing the situation to get free handjobs from attractive young women. I'm going to go home now - I need a shower."

"But Rachel! You can't go yet; it's only lunchtime. What if he needs any more, you know, relief today?"

"Well you'll have to do it yourself, won't you! Don't you think everyone's going to notice that I smell of spunk if I go back to my desk!"

Sally's heart sank as she realised Rachel was right. "OK," she nodded as Rachel left, slamming the door behind her.


PC Gone Mad Ch. 01



She turned to the familiar smell of smoke as Lenny casually lit up another post-ejaculatory cigarette.

"Don't worry, love," he grinned. "You'll do just fine on your own," he added as he left her office.

For the next two hours, Sally jumped whenever anyone came to her door, knowing that, sooner or later, Lenny would start feeling excited again. She'd always been utterly faithful to her husband since they'd started to court and she knew that, if he were to ever find out, he would never be able to forgive her touching another man's penis. Her hands still felt dirty despite repeated washings and she dreaded having to satisfy Lenny all by herself. However with Rachel gone for the afternoon she really had no choice as she just wasn't close enough to any of the other girls whom Lenny had mentioned to ask them to do such a thing.

But, as he'd come at least four times already today, maybe he would be completely spent and wouldn't need any more relief.

So when he entered without knocking, her heart sank. He locked the door behind him without a word, unzipped his dick and sat down in a chair with a satisfied sigh.

Sally stared horror-struck at his unpleasant greyish pink cock, already half-hard in anticipation.

"Well, come on then, Love. If you wait any longer then I might feel my rights as a disabled person are being violated. Come around here and sort me out."

"Oh, please, Lenny. Is there any way you could just do it yourself this once time?" she begged.

"Sorry, darling. I need to come and my poor wrists won't let me knock one out. Come on," he commanded.

Sally reluctantly came to sit next to him, her nose wrinkling at his lack of cleanliness. 

"Aw, great. Get your knockers out then; I can't wait to see them."

Sally put her arms to her chest to hold her breasts. "No! I'm not showing you my breasts. I'll just, you know, masturbate you."

"Sweetheart, you'll be tossing me forever if you don't let me feel your boobs. I need the extra thrill of a nice big pair of tits to get me off," Lenny explained.

Sally reached out and grasped his erection. "Just let me do it like this," she said as her hand sped up, rolling up and down his cock in a firm grip. She allowed her other hand to cup his balls and squeeze them gently, knowing that her husband loved this.

"OK, love. That does feel nice," Lenny sighed. "But don't say I didn't warn you!"

Sally slowly tossed him off for a good quarter of an hour, occasionally pausing to fend Lenny's clutching hands off before they could touch her breasts. She maintained a steady assured pace, switching hands when necessary, not wanting to go too quickly as Rachel had done.

Despite this she could feel her hands and arms tiring.

"I'd come a lot quicker if I could feel your tits," Lenny advised as she started to slow. "At least open your blouse so I can look at your cleavage."

Sally thought about this and decided that it wouldn't be too bad if it would help him speed up. She unbuttoned her light blue blouse to reveal a lacy white bra.

"Oh yeah, baby. Nice knockers! They are big, aren't they? You've got to let me touch them," Lenny said, impressed at the expanse of creamy white bosom revealed and the hint of dark nipples through the delicate lace.

Sally shook her head and continued to wank him.

Again after a few minutes her hands were in agony. In resigned silence she stopped, took off her blouse and reached back to unclip her bra. She'd hardly pulled it off before Lenny's hands began to squeeze and fondle her.

A few tears sprang to her eyes at the shame of the situation as his thick fingers began to tweak and pinch her dark pink nipples which stiffened involuntarily at his touch.

For the next few minutes, Lenny's handling became rougher and rougher; she endured it in silence apart from the occasional squeak when he pinched her nipples hard. Despite letting him abuse her in this way, he didn't seem to be getting closer to coming and her hands and arms were exhausted.

She broke off suddenly before bursting into tears. "It's no use, I just can't do it anymore," she sobbed.

Lenny put an arm around her, although he allowed his right hand to continue to fondle her breasts. "There, there, love. Don't worry," he comforted.

"The way I see it is that you've got two choices," he added. "I'm sure you're not going to let me fuck you are you?"

"Oh my god, no!" Sally sprang away from him, appalled at his suggestion.

"It's all right, love. You've got another option. Why don't you suck me off?" Sally shook her head. "Hang on, hang on," he continued. "It's the only way you'll be able to make me come."

"No way! I hardly ever even do that for my husband," she refused. And your cock is filthy, she added to herself.

Bravely she wiped her tears away and began to masturbate him fiercely. Lenny shrugged and grabbed hold of her breasts again.

Despite her every effort, she began to slow again almost immediately. Lenny put a hand to the back of her head and slowly pushed her head down. "If you don't make me come soon, I'll have no choice but to let your boss know that you haven't been giving me a working environment suitable to someone with my disability," he threatened.

In desperation, Sally closed her eyes and opened her mouth, allowing the head of Lenny's cock to slide between her lips. The taste was as foul as she's been expecting causing her to retch a few times as he pushed her head down until half his cock was in her mouth. She pulled back to spit the disgusting build-up of saliva in her mouth into the waste-paper basket before grabbing hold of his cock and beginning to bob her head on him.

"Oh fuck, yes, that's fucking fantastic," Lenny groaned as he tweaked her nipples.

Sally silently begged her husband's forgiveness before pulling his dick out of her mouth momentarily to beg, "Please don't come in my mouth. Warn me."

Lenny grunted his assent before pushing her head back down. Sally tried everything she could to bring him off quickly. She quickened the pace of her head bobbing; she flicked her tongue over his knob; she caressed his balls.

In retrospect, considering his record so far, perhaps it wasn't so surprising when Lenny grabbed hold of her head with both hands and began coming plentifully in her mouth. She struggled as her mouth filled with his pungent spunk but he held her very firmly, considering his wrist problem, until he had fully spent himself in her.

As soon as he let go Sally spat a mouthful of foul jism in the bin, retching at the filthy taste. She looked up at Lenny accusingly.

"Sorry, darling. It just came so suddenly I didn't have time to warn you. And I didn't want to make your office a mess like last time. So I thought it best to finish off in your gob. Still, no harm done," he chuckled as he lit up for a third time.

Sally grabbed some mints from her handbag, humiliated at the ordeal. She popped several into her mouth, desperate to get rid of the taste, and dressed as quickly as she could.

"What have I done?" she shook her head in disbelief.

"It's all right, love. When I'm asked I'll them that you're great at all that equal opportunities shit. I mean, Christ, giving me a full-on blowjob. That's fucking above and beyond, ain't it? Can't wait for another one." Lenny said.

Sally looked at her watch. It was mid-afternoon. "You've come five times today already. Isn't that enough for the day?"

"I reckon one more gobjob before home-time will do it. You give great head, you know. And, you really do have the best tits I've ever seen," he smirked as he left.

~~~

Which was why she was here now, kneeling at his feet as she sucked, breasts out of his reach, trying to judge when he was going to blow so she could make sure he didn't come in her mouth again.

Lenny sighed in pleasure, "Fuck, that's good. You really are a fabulous little cocksucker. Although I was I bit upset that you spit out my last load. It's almost like you've got something against the disabled."

Sally stopped bobbing her head in astonishment. "But, I'm sucking your cock! And I'm a strong supporter of equal opportunities for all! Otherwise I wouldn't be doing such an intimate thing for you."

"Don't stop, love. Oh yes, that's good, keep that pretty little mouth going." Lenny gasped as she resumed her attention. "What I mean is that you don't really seem to be enjoying providing my special care. It's almost like you don't want to do it. Do you ever swallow your husband's cum?"

Sally paused again. "What's that got to do with anything?" she asked, blushing.

"Aah. I can tell that you do. And I bet he's not disabled is he? I think that proves it. You're happy to suck the cocks of the abled-bodied; just not my poor disabled knob. I think the only way you can prove you aren't prejudiced is to swallow my load down properly."

Sally continued giving head but, once again, she was distressed knowing that Lenny was very sensitive about his disability and was likely to call Jane at head office if he were offended in any way. She decided to let him come in her mouth and then attempt to swallow. Surely his spunk couldn't taste as bad as last time?

All of a sudden she felt his cock spit all over her tongue. The taste got no better as he continued to release what seemed like gallons of disgusting creamy cum into her mouth. After being fully drained, his penis slipped out from between her lips with a pop.

Sally sat back on her knees. She looked up at Lenny's leering face, took a deep breath in through her nose and bravely swallowed her large mouthful of semen. With effort, she avoided retching before forcing a smile for Lenny.

"See no problem. I'm more than happy to swallow your cum, Lenny," she added.

"Fuck. I can see that, you dirty little slut." Seeing Sally's offended face, Lenny said, "Oops. Sorry. Must be the Tourette's."

Sally got up, grateful that at least she hadn't had to get her sore boobs out for further abuse before reaching for more mints to mask the foetid taste in her mouth.

Lenny zipped up his trousers again. "Well love, I best get off now - it's almost five and I've had a hard day. I'm looking forward to tomorrow. Perhaps if that Rachel's in you can get her to suck me off as well. She looks like a right little tart. Don't worry though, you'll get a go too!" he ambled out, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

"Oh fuck," Sally swore emphatically. This was awful. The thought of having to service that disgusting man with her mouth again made her want to weep. She had no wish to stop the disabled having access to work but she was beginning to wonder whether Rachel was right and he was exaggerating his conditions in order to gain free access to comprehensive sexual relief from attractive young women.

How could she get him to leave her alone? She decided to call Rachel at home...



PC Gone Mad Ch. 02



Sally had a plan.

She ran a local branch of the government run Small Business Enterprise Scheme and had been a very successful to date. In fact her life had been going exceptionally well: thriving in her job, happily married, healthy and fit. She regularly exercised her tall full-breasted figure and considered herself attractive with blue eyes, dark hair and a taste in clothes that was stylish if slightly understated.

So, all in all, she had believed herself happy. Until yesterday.

It was less than 24 hours since her boss had ordered her to take on the employment of the frankly disgusting waster Lenny Slackitt. She had been forced to accept him onto her staff with very clear instructions that she had to satisfy all of his requirements as a disabled employee which, on the face of it, seemed a reasonable request.

Now Sally was in no way prejudiced against anyone in any way; she firmly believed in equality for all races, genders, ages, sexual orientations and levels of ability. But Lenny Slackitt had some very particular disabilities in which Sally was not necessarily convinced.

First of all he had Uncontrollable Sexual Addiction Syndrome or USAS which meant he had to ejaculate regularly. Then he had Acute Carpal Tunnel Syndrome or ACTS which meant that he couldn't satisfy his USAS by masturbating himself - he had to get someone else to do it for him! He also 'suffered' from Post-Coital Compulsive Nicotine Disorder or PCCND which, conveniently, meant he had to have a cigarette after orgasm. And finally he had been diagnosed with Tourette's Syndrome or TS which meant that he could swear freely with no consequence.

The more that Sally got to know him the more that she thought that he was just playing the system, using his supposed ailments to con sexual relief from attractive young women who were only trying to do the right thing. With her career as a senior civil servant in mind, Sally herself had been embarrassingly compliant, desperate to ensure neither her office nor she herself were in any way accused of bigotry.

And it hadn't been just her either. Her boss Jane had introduced him yesterday whilst blithely tossing him off for, apparently, the third time that day.

Then Sally had bribed one her team leaders, Rachel, a young shapely blonde who was rumoured to have slightly loose sexual principles, to provide him with more manual relief.

And then finally Sally had humiliated herself by giving Lenny two stomach-turning blowjobs, forcing herself to swallow his ejaculate the second time to convince him of her goodwill.

Going home to her husband last night, Sally had been utterly ashamed. As soon as she got home she'd made an excuse and had a long hot soapy shower, desperate to wash away the rancid smell of Lenny's foul genitalia.

The only thing that had kept her going and got her into the office this morning was the plan she'd agreed with Rachel. The plan to get rid of Lenny for once and all.

They'd spent half an hour last night discussing ideas to persuade Lenny to leave.

At first none of their ideas had seemed likely to succeed. They had considered bribing him with money but Sally couldn't risk diverting any funds from the department's budget and neither of them wanted to dip into their own pockets. They'd thought about offering him more than handjobs and blowjobs but didn't think he would then ever really leave them alone and in any case the thought of having full penetrative sex with him was beyond contemplation. They'd even considered appealing to his better nature but quickly discarded the idea, knowing it just wouldn't work.

Eventually they'd realised that they would have to blackmail him. And the only way they could think of was to catch him flouting his supposed disabilities. They would then be able to threaten him with exposure and the resultant loss of his benefits unless he went to work somewhere else.

Realising he would be able to fake explanations for any transgressions of his other conditions, they'd agreed that what they needed was proof that Lenny didn't really have anything wrong with his wrists. If they could capture him on video using his hands and wrists to do something strenuous, they knew they'd have him. But how?

At first Rachel had been sceptical of the idea Sally finally came up with but in the end she had agreed because she really couldn't think of any other way. Of course Sally had also had to throw in an increased benefits package for her to finally clinch her consent.

Knowing that all Lenny really seemed to care about was sex, Sally and Rachel planned on taking Lenny on a 'field visit' to one of their clients. However, what they'd actually do is take him back to Sally's house - her husband, Ian, was out during the day - and pretend to seduce him. Of course they wouldn't go through with it, maybe resorting to a handjob or, heaven forbid, a blowjob if it were absolutely unavoidable. What they really wanted was some evidence, to be captured on Ian's camcorder, that Lenny's wrists were, in fact, absolutely fine.

"But why on earth would he believe that we would even consider voluntarily having sex with him?" Rachel had objected at first. "He's old, ugly, dirty and smelly."

Sally had countered, "I can tell him that I was really worried that he was going to tell Jane that we were discriminating against him and that we wanted to buy his silence. I mean last night, he got upset that I didn't swallow his cum that afternoon so I had to make a real show of gulping it all down the second time I sucked him off."

"Oh, god, Sally, that's disgusting. I can't you believe you put that foul thing in your mouth let alone swallowed his rank spunk down."

"I had too, Rachel. But don't think it wasn't hard. I almost vomited all over him. I was just worried about my job," Sally had sighed.

"OK, I can see he might believe that. But how are we going to get him to use his hands? He didn't use them much yesterday. He seemed a lot happier for us to do it," Rachel had challenged.

"Hmmm. It gets more difficult but I was thinking that maybe if we can make him come quickly a couple of times, then offer him another go if he can get himself hard then he might, you know, play with himself."

Rachel had seemed sceptical. "I'll give it a go, Sally, but there is no way I'm letting him fuck me or putting his cock in my mouth."

Sally had paused to think. "What if I can get him to take a shower first?"

Rachel had considered. "Oh, fuck, OK. If he's clean I'll give him head but I'm not going to swallow or let him shag me."

Sally had been forced to agree.

The next morning she went over the details of the plan in her head while she waited nervously in her office. Her husband had left for work early and she wasn't expecting him back until late. She knew exactly where the camera was and how it worked. And Rachel was already in and looking exceptionally hot wearing a tight top, a short skirt and stilettos.

Sally herself was wearing a low cut white blouse, a pencil skirt and her sexiest underwear. She was confident that Lenny wouldn't be able to resist the two of them.

Lenny eventually rolled in half an hour late. He ambled into Sally's office and casually sat down opposite her.

"Hello, darling," he greeted her uncouthly. "I've been dreaming about that pretty mouth of yours and those great knockers. You going to come around here to suck me off or shall I come and sit on your desk?"

"Mr. Slackitt!" Despite her faith in the plan, Sally was beginning to feel nervous. "I mean, Lenny. Yesterday demonstrated that I'm more than happy to give you oral sex. But if it's OK I was thinking that Rachel and I might go out to see a client with you today. While we're out of the office, we'd have plenty of scope to provide you with whatever kind of relief you'd like. Discreetly."

"Rachel as well? Fucking hell, I wouldn't mind trying out her mouth. I'll bet she sucks like a dockside whore. All right then. When do we leave?"

~~~

Salle watched in her rear-view mirror as Rachel wanked Lenny off in the back of her car. They'd started the journey with the two girls in the front but, after 15 minutes of incessant whining about how horny he felt, an exasperated Rachel had got into the back and got Lenny's cock out.

"Ooh, that's good, darling. Why don't you give it a suck while you're at it?" Lenny drooled.

"No fucking way," Rachel refused but she kept tossing him at a gentle pace, wrinkling her nose at his obnoxious smell.

Judging the time right to initiate their plan, Sally took a breath before saying, "Lenny?"

"Yeah, love?" Lenny was obviously distracted while he groped Rachel's large bosom.

Sally continued, "I've been really worried that you're not happy with your treatment here so far. I really don't want you to tell head office that we haven't been looking after you or making proper allowances for your disabilities."

Lenny was listening now, obviously sympathetic to this line of reasoning. "Yeah, actually I have been feeling a bit marginalised by the bigoted attitudes I'm encountering. I mean the fact that young Rachel here can't even be bothered to suck my knob when she's obviously such a slag leads me to think that she is biased against the disabled."

"Why you..." Rachel started before Sally hastily interrupted.

"Well Lenny, we both feel a bit ashamed of our behaviour and we wanted to ensure that you don't escalate matters. I'm sure Rachel would normally love to, er, fellate you, as would I, but we can't do it here in public." Ignoring Rachel's dirty look she continued, "Would it be all right if went somewhere more private instead of the client? We'll be more than happy to show our gratitude to you, um, extensively."

Lenny looked suspicious. "What do you mean?"

Sally was blushing now at her forwardness. "Well we're actually quite close to my house and we could probably spend the rest of the day giving you relief."

Lenny seemed flummoxed at Sally's new attitude. "So what you're saying is that if I keep quiet at your disgusting bigotry, you'll spend the day in bed with me.

"Yes," Sally replied. Rachel grunted her begrudging agreement.

"What the two of you together?" Lenny asked, struggling to get his head around the concept.

"For fuck's sake, yes. What exactly don't you get?" Rachel barked.

"And you'll do anything I want?" Lenny was now smiling salaciously.

"Within reason, Lenny. Nothing dirty," Sally replied somewhat primly.

"Fucking hell. All right. In retrospect, I suppose this is the least you can do for me, considering how my feelings have been hurt. And I suppose I can overlook it just this once and not report it to your superiors."

Rachel's face clearly showed how she felt about Lenny's posturing although she didn't slow down her wanking and allowed him to continue fondling her substantial tits.

"Here we are," Sally said before Rachel could express her anger, pulling into her driveway.

"Bloody hell, I was close to coming. Still, probably best I didn't spunk over you nice leather seats. Not when I can spunk in your nice juicy pussy, eh?" Lenny laughed lasciviously.

"No, quite," Sally said. "Please put that away," she added nodding at his erection, "and let's get inside."

Checking they were unobserved, Sally quickly let Rachel and Lenny into her house.

"Lenny, seeing as we're going to be spending some time together, I was wondering if you could do us a little favour?" Sally asked in sugary tones.

"What?" he asked suspiciously.

"Well, would you mind having a shower before we get down to it?"

"A shower? I do struggle with washing what with my wrists. Perhaps one of you could help me?"

"Erm, I sure you could manage yourself just this once. I mean, look at what your reward is," Sally smiled seductively, doing her best to conceal her revulsion.

"All right, love. Just this once. Point the way," Lenny assented.

Once Lenny was safely in the shower, Sally and Rachel made sure the bedroom was ready, carefully setting up the hidden camera in a wardrobe so that the bed was in full view.

"This is the spare bedroom. I couldn't stand to do this in mine," Sally shuddered. "Right, he's coming. All we need to do is get some footage of him using his wrists."

"OK. Although if he wants anything more than a blowjob then I'm leaving, promotion or no promotion," Rachel asserted.

"Understood," Sally sighed.

Lenny walked into the room with a towel around his substantial waste. "Hello, ladies. Still got your clothes on? Come on then get 'em off!"

Lenny clothed was not a pleasant sight. Lenny almost naked was nauseating. Sally shuddered at the hirsute rolls of fat around his midriff and his flabby chest. At least he doesn't smell quite so bad now that he's had a wash, she thought to herself as he came and lay down on the bed, before whipping his towel away to reveal his familiarly unattractive half-hard penis.

"Come on then, girls. Let's see those tits," he said.

Rachel gave Sally a significant look before kicking off her shoes and peeling off her top and skirt revealing her lithe tanned body and expansive bust. She was wearing a white bra and thong set and looked, Sally had to admit, absolutely stunning,

Lenny obviously agreed. "Fucking hell. You're seriously fucking hot," he commented.

Sally undid her blouse and unzipped her blouse exposing a lacy black bra, matching knickers and hold-ups.

"Oh, shit yes. Come on over girls and get your mouths around this," Lenny growled holding up his erection for them.

Muttering obscenities under her breath, Rachel walked around the bed to sit on his right while Sally moved to his left.

Lenny's hands immediately began squeezing their fine breasts, weighing them in his hands as if he were choosing fruit.

"Lovely tits, girls. Go on get them out for me."

Without speaking they unhooked their bras, allowing him access to their astonishing breasts. Lenny rolled their nipples between his thick stubby fingers, cruelly pinching and tweaking them to hardness.

"Ow!" an annoyed Rachel cried, batting him away. "More gently!"

"All right love. You can't blame me for being a bit excited. Come on then, get sucking," Lenny ordered hungrily.

Sally looked up at Rachel before bringing her head down to end of his cock. She closed her eyes before sliding her mouth over his knob, sucking hard and lashing her tongue over him. She wanted to make him come quickly.

"Oh, yeah," Lenny groaned. "Fuck, yeah."

Disgusted, Rachel watched as Sally began to slurp up and down Lenny's straining erection.

Noting her reluctance, Lenny ordered, "Come on then, give my balls a lick."

Swallowing her repugnance, Rachel began to lick up and down his, admittedly, long and thick shaft. Checking that the smell was now bearable, she took one of his large hairy balls in her mouth and sucked.

Unsurprisedly, Lenny seemed to be in absolute bliss. Sally and Rachel quickly got used to working with each other and began to intuitively swap roles, agilely moving their mouths and tongues around his cock and balls, keen to bring him off as soon as possible.

"Oh, fuck yes. I can't believe this is happening," Lenny moaned in abject lust.

Rachel had been bobbing her head up and down on his dick for a while now, getting into a pleasant rhythm despite her visceral aversion to Lenny, while Sally licked his bollocks, but then she began to detect the first signs of disagreeably salty pre-cum on her tongue.

She pulled back to allow Sally to flick her tongue over his knob, keen to avoid any chance of his jism in her mouth. Sally immediately recognised the signs of his imminent orgasm. Steeling herself, she sucked hard on him while Rachel tossed him into her mouth.

Lenny barked his pleasure loudly as his penis spat out copious amounts of sperm, laving Sally's tongue with his thick cum. As her mouth filled, Sally wanted to pull back and spit but held herself there, not wanting to hurt Lenny's feelings, knowing that they had keep him keen to enact their plan successfully.

Once he'd finally finished coming, she sat back up on her haunches and made an effort to swallow noisily.

"Hmmm, lovely," she lied, licking her lips, much to Rachel's disbelief. "I'd like to do that again!"

"Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. That was absolutely fucking amazing," Lenny chanted as Sally began to lick him hard again. "Come here, darling," he said to Rachel, who allowed him to pull her higher up the bed so that he could lick and suck her tits.

Despite her abhorrence, Rachel couldn't help letting out a small moan as Lenny's tongue stiffened her nipples.

"Oh, you like that do you, you dirty little whore," Lenny gloated filthily although Rachel didn't reply. He slipped his hand down the back of her thong and began to toy with her arsehole with one of his ugly thick fingers.

Rachel tensed but allowed him to continue, thinking that maybe this would be the shot they needed of him using his wrists.

Meanwhile Sally's mouth was stretched around his revived cock. She sucked as hard as she could while playing with his enormous dangling testicles, carefully watching him finger Rachel's bum and hoping it was all being caught by the camera.

"Oh, shit, I really need to get into your pussy," Lenny eventually grunted before sliding his hand underneath Rachel to cup her cunt inside her g-string.

Rachel opened her mouth to protest but all she could do was squeal as Lenny's stubby fingers found her clit. She closed her eyes as she moistened under his rough treatment.

Aware, that Lenny's energetic handwork was now hidden under Rachel's writhing bottom, Sally realised she had to do something to get him back into the camera shot. She stood up and, catching Lenny's eye, peeled off her knickers giving him a good view of her dark pubic hair.

"Oh, yeah," he moaned. "Come here darling, I need to be inside you."

Instead, Sally got down on her hands and knees on the bed with her arse facing towards the camera and began to bob her head on his dick again. She nudged Rachel who, startled from her reverie, swung her body around to join Sally in her cocksucking.

Lenny groaned in frustration but didn't hesitate to pull off Rachel's damp thong before burying two fingers into her sopping pussy. It took a little longer to work open Sally's cunt, which wasn't yet wet, but with a little work within a few minutes he was frigging them both vigorously, enchanted by the sight of their perfect bums and pretty rosebud arseholes.

Although neither of them even liked Lenny let alone remotely fancied him, Sally and Rachel couldn't help moaning in arousal around his cock as he played with their dripping cunts.

Lenny's lustful grunts as the girls fellated him vigorously and the girls' muffled groans as he pushed his ugly fingers in and out of their wet cunts steadily increased in volume and frequency until, without warning, Lenny began spewing spunk into Rachel's hot sucking mouth.

Despite her loathing of him, Rachel had become somewhat caught up in the moment and she'd almost forgotten that it was Lenny's sizeable erection in her mouth and Lenny's thick powerful fingers in her pussy. Which was why she hadn't realised that he was getting closer and closer to climax.

It was only when her mouth filled with his offensive jism that she finally understood what was happening. Although she was definitely turned on, she wasn't so far gone that a mouthful of Lenny's cum had become in any way palatable and, without thinking, she immediately spat it out, by chance, all over Sally's breasts.

Sally, who until that moment, hadn't even realised that Lenny had come, sat up in surprise and looked down at her generous firm pale breasts and red nipples dripping with sperm.

"Sorry," Rachel sputtered, wiping her mouth clean.

"Oh!" Sally, who had been resigned to letting Lenny come in her mouth once again, looked up at him, wondering how he would feel about Rachel spitting and not swallowing.




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He was already playing with his cock while staring at her cum-covered tits. "It would be a shame to waste it, darling," he said.

Sally let out an acquiescent sigh before dipping her head down to lick her breasts clean with long controlled swipes of her tongue, the combination of large high tits and a long agile tongue making it more than possible.

"Yeah, baby," Lenny exhaled as he watched.

A guilty Rachel looked on as Sally swallowed his spunk for a third time but Sally herself was feeling exultant inside. Surely they had recorded footage already that they could use to blackmail him. They'd both been pointing their arses at the camera as he thrust his fingers powerfully in and out of their pussies. Nobody would believe his he had a wrist weakness now.

And even right now, Lenny was masturbating forcefully obviously become more and more aroused by Sally's show despite his recent ejaculation.

"Help her out, Rachel," Lenny ordered.

"What? What do you mean?" Rachel asked.

"Lick her tits," he grunted despite the fact that virtually all the cum was gone.

Rachel caught Sally's eye and winked. She leant in to kiss her on the cheek and murmured quietly, "Just go with me on this. It'll drive him mad. It'll be even better if we can film him bringing himself off..."

Sally gasped as Rachel began kissing her way down her neck to her bosom and shrieked charmingly when Rachel's tongue snaked out to flick her left nipple.

"Oh, yeah, girls," Lenny groaned as his hand began to blur on his erection, amazed at the show the girls were putting on.

Sally closed her eyes as Rachel began to suck her nipples in turn. While Lenny had been masturbating her she had been surprised to find herself getting wet at his rough touch. And now she could feel herself getting even more aroused as, for the first time, another woman gently bit her nipples and squeezed her breasts.

"Oh fuck, girls, please. I need you now!" Lenny exclaimed.

Rachel looked up from Sally's bosom with a wicked smile and wagged her finger. "Just enjoy the show. No touching!"

Lenny let out another animal groan but sat back against the headboard and continued to play with his dick, eager to see what they would do next.

Sally, almost rigid in a mix of fear and unfamiliar lust, started in shock as Rachel began kissing her on the mouth and dropped a hand between her legs. She quickly realised however, that Rachel was only pretending to touch her pussy and that her kisses were closemouthed and only for show.

Even so, Rachel's right hand was still cupping her and lightly stroking her engorged clit sending shivers through her body.

"Please, Rachel," she whispered, "surely we've got enough now."

"Just a bit more," Rachel murmured. "I want him on the brink of exploding before we leg it," she added maliciously.

But by now it was just too much for Lenny. "I can't wait, girls. I need to fuck you," he said as he started to move up the bed towards them.

"Wait!" Sally screamed in panic as he approached. "I can hear my mobile! I'll be back in a minute."

"Er, and I need to go to the loo!" Rachel exclaimed.

They ran out of the room together, breasts bouncing, ignoring Lenny's frustrated, "Fucking get back here soon!"

They ran to the master bedroom.

"Right. What now?" Rachel giggled as she started to get dressed.

"Um. Gosh. I'm not sure. Why don't I say that it was Ian on the phone and he's on his way back?"

"OK. I'll get him out and you get the camera," Rachel agreed.

Sally couldn't help glancing at Rachel's perfect body as they both clothed themselves, wondering at how excited she'd got at Rachel's touch.

"Rachel?" she said as she pulled up her skirt.

"Yeah?"

"Have you had a lot of, um, experience with, you know, women before?"

Rachel laughed. "Oh, a bit. Don't worry. You're a good-looking woman and it was fun to tease that prick! Was it your first time with a woman?"

"Oh, yes! I've never even considered a woman sexually before," Sally answered blushing.

Rachel stepped close to Sally. "Why? Did you like it?" she breathed.

Before Sally could answer they heard a door slam downstairs.

"Oh, my god! It must be Ian!" Sally shrieked. She ran downstairs but instead of her husband coming to catch her in this impossible situation she found... no-one.

An inconceivable thought flashed horrifically through her mind.

"Oh, no," she moaned as she sprinted up the steps two at a time.

She was met by Rachel coming out of the spare bedroom.

"He's gone!"

"What!"

"His clothes are gone too!" Rachel panted.

"What about the camera!" Sally shouted.

But when they opened the cupboard all they found was an empty tripod.

Rachel slumped back onto the bed. "Oh, fuck," she hissed angrily. "This was a fucking stupid idea in the first place."

Sally cried, "What are we going to do now?"

"I don't fucking know," Rachel replied venomously. "What I do know is that that bastard has got a tape of us sucking him off as well as us snogging each other."

Sally was in tears as they continued to wrangle for the next five minutes, paralysed into indecision.

They were startled by the doorbell ringing insistently.

Sally and Rachel glanced at each other before moving out onto the landing to look out of the window.

"It's him," Sally wailed.

"And I can't see the camera," Rachel added.

They trudged despondently downstairs before Sally opened the door.

Lenny stood there with a big smile upon his face. "Hello, girls. You've been a bit naughty haven't you?"

"What do you want?" Sally challenged.

"Well I rather think the question is what do you want?" Lenny snidely replied as he slipped past them into the lounge.

They followed him in as he sat down on the sofa.

"Imagine my surprise when, somewhat mystified by your abrupt exit, I investigated a little red flashing light in the wardrobe and found a camera trained on our exploits!"

"Oh fuck," Rachel swore with feeling.

"Now, I've had a look and I've got to say you girls are very photogenic. You, Sally, looked particularly good with my cock in your mouth and when you were licking my spunk of those gorgeous big tits. And your arse, Rachel, looked stunning while I fingered your lovely cunt."

"What do you want?" Sally limply replied after a pause.

"Well, girls. I reckon that there a lot of people who would like a good look at two professional girls sucking off an ugly old bloke like me. I mean I could sell the video for a lot more than I'm ever going to get working in your poxy job."

"Please, Lenny," Sally begged thinking of her marriage and career.

"You fucking cunt," Rachel said furiously.

"I think, darling, I'll be fucking your cunt, actually," Lenny replied maliciously. "Or actually, I might try out your perfect arse. It felt lovely and tight when I fingered it, although I bet you've had a few cocks up, you slag."

Rachel looked at a tearful Sally in resignation. "We're going to have to do what he says."

She continued. "Where's the camera?"

"Oh, don't worry about that. It's nice and safe," Lenny chuckled.

"Right, this is the deal, Lenny. We'll do whatever you want this afternoon but then we go with you and get the camera. If you try and slip out of the deal in any way, I will kill you."

"Of course, love. You'll get it back. I promise," he replied slimily.

Sally wiped away her tears as Rachel put an arm around her. "Look, it won't be pleasant, Sally, but one afternoon won't kill you. Let's just get this done."

Sally nodded bravely in response.

"Great!" Lenny said. "Right, let's get upstairs and you can get out of those clothes and get snogging. But this time, like you mean it."

Back in the guest bedroom, they undressed unenthusiastically until Rachel was naked and Sally was left in her stockings.

"Fuck me, you're both seriously good looking. I mean look at those tits," he commented as he squeezed them. "I don't know whose are bigger."

"Just pretend he's not here," Rachel said as she brought her mouth down to Sally's. This time she kissed her fully, slipping her tongue into Sally's mouth as she embraced her, breasts squashing against breasts.

After some initial discomfort, Sally allowed herself to relax and come to the unexpected realisation that she really liked kissing another beautiful woman. As Rachel cupped Sally's buttocks and pushed her cunt against hers, Sally let out a deep lustful moan.

After a few minutes of heavy lesbian petting, Lenny called them to a halt.

"Come here Sally and sit on this," he ordered crudely holding up his erection.

Sally reluctantly disengaged from Rachel to clamber onto the bed. Lenny lay back as she straddled him.

"Rachel, come here, you dirty little slut, and guide it in," Lenny ordered.

Ignoring his barbed name-calling, Rachel leant over him to grab hold of his cock and position it at Sally's slippery opening.

Lenny shouted in triumph as he pulled Sally down on to his cock.

"Oh, fuck, yes, that's good!" he screamed before guiding her hips back and forth until she'd taken the rhythm herself. "That's it, girl. Fuck me hard."

As Sally started to moan in reluctant excitement, Lenny said, "Fuck me, you're tight. Your husband must have a tiny todger."

"Don't be a bastard!" Rachel warned as a few more tears ran down Sally's face.

"Sit on my face," Lenny commanded, paying no attention to Rachel's anger.

Rachel swung her arse around unenthusiastically and gingerly placed her perfectly trimmed pussy onto Lenny's hungry mouth. She squealed as he immediately began to lick her long pink lips vigorously before sucking on her clit.

Meanwhile Sally, despite her loathing for Lenny, hadn't been able to avoid her rising excitement. And when Rachel spontaneously fell into her arms to kiss her again, she forgot that it was Lenny's substantial cock she was riding and lost herself in the moment.

It wasn't long before, regardless of her best efforts, an orgasm ripped through her body and almost immediately afterwards Lenny's insistent tongue brought on Rachel's own climax.

As the girls shook and shuddered on his flabby untoned body, Lenny began bucking his hips as he spurted uncontrollably into Sally's snug pussy.

"Oh no!" Sally exclaimed realising that a man other than her husband had just violated her most secret place and that she had allowed him to do so almost willingly.

As Sally stood up in horror, Lenny ordered Rachel to lick his cock clean.

Rachel made a face at him but didn't pause much before she began to slurp up a combination of his rank spunk and Sally's sweet juices.

"Lie down, darling," he said to Sally who hesitantly complied.

She was so upset at her betrayal that she almost didn't hear him instruct Rachel to lick her pussy and it was only when Rachel knelt between her legs that she realised what was going to happen.

"No!" she exclaimed but inside she knew she would do whatever was necessary to get the camera back. And as Rachel began to flick her tongue over her clit, she forgot her distress and once more allowed herself to become aroused. She even compliantly opened wide as Lenny slipped his semi-hard dick familiarly in to fuck her mouth.

After a period of slurping and sucking, Lenny pulled out of her mouth and positioned himself behind Rachel at the end of the bed. By this time, Sally was in ecstasy, having experienced a series of divine orgasms brought on Rachel's experienced fingers and tongue. She barely noticed Rachel's grunt as Lenny entered her from the rear.

"Sally, turn around and lick her cunt."

"What?" she asked.

"You heard. Turn around. I want you lick this slut's cunt while I fuck her hard."

"But I don't know how," Sally protested as she looked over Rachel's lowered head at the grunting Lenny.

"Just fucking do it!" he shouted before grabbing Rachel's hips to pound into her.

Sally half-heartedly swung her body around so that she was underneath Rachel who immediately began to lick her pussy again. Inches above her face was a sight she would never forget. Rachel's flawless pink pussy framed by a tiny tuft of hair split open by Lenny's angry red-grey cock as he inexorably slammed in and out of her, his heavy ball-sack brushed Sally's forehead and nose as it swung back and forth.

Sally took a heady breath, taking in Rachel's strong clean scent before tentatively flicking her tongue over her clit. Slowly at first and then more enthusiastically Sally licked up and down Lenny's shaft and over Rachel's pussy.

Over the next twenty minutes Lenny fucked Rachel to repeated orgasms while Sally herself came countless times under Rachel's loving ministrations. So the girls were a little surprised when Lenny pulled his cock out before he himself had come.

Sally looked up as he placed the hefty head of his cock at Rachel's tiny brown arsehole before shoving forward forcefully.

Rachel, caught by surprise, screamed in pain as he half-penetrated her before pulling herself away from him.

"Please!" she shouted. "I need lubrication."

"You stupid little tart," Lenny sneered cruelly. "You've treated me like shit from when you first met me. I'm going to fuck you up that tight arse of yours and you're going to pretend that you like it. You'll only get lubrication if Sally gives it to you."

"What do you mean?" a puzzled Sally asked.

"I mean with your tongue, you stupid fucking whore."

"Oh," Sally whimpered. She'd only just got used to licking another woman's pussy. There was no way she would even consider licking anyone's anus, no matter how gorgeous they were.

Rachel was almost crying, the first time Sally had ever seen her in such distress. "Please Sally," she begged.

Sally knew what she had to do. Closing her eyes she timidly allowed her tongue to touch Rachel's petite butt-hole. The taste was unpleasant but no worse than Lenny's cock and balls. More confidently she began to methodically work her tongue into Rachel's glorious arse using plenty of saliva.

"That's enough," Lenny impatiently ordered before grabbing Rachel's hips and positioning himself for anal entry once again. Rachel braced herself and this time, as he thrust in, she sobbed but didn't protest.

"Oh, fuck. That is so so tight," Lenny exulted as he pushed in and out her arse. "Lick my bollocks," he ordered Sally who complied immediately.

The tightness of Rachel's bum and the wet warmth of Sally's mouth on his balls obviously had a profound effect on Lenny as, very quickly, he ejaculated copiously in Rachel's poor arsehole.

"Shit, I don't think I can take any more," Lenny sighed as he slumped back on the bed.

"Are we done now?" Rachel asked, gingerly standing up.

"Yeah, darling. We're done. Although I'm still expecting a nice blowjob at work tomorrow."

Sally and Rachel exchanged glances before Sally nodded.

Rachel continued, "And we can go and get the camera now?"

"Yeah, all right. I only put it in a bush at the end of your drive, love."

They dressed in silence before Rachel and Sally tidied up the house.

Lenny tried to light up a cigarette causing Sally to protest, "Please! Lenny. Not in the house."

"Fair enough," he replied. "I should probably give up anyway. Not very good for you, you know," he added without a trace of irony.

They walked to the end of the drive and Lenny stopped at the hedge. "There you go, it's in there."

Rachel reached in and rummaged around. "Where?"

"Just here," Lenny replied as he reached in himself to retrieve the camera.

Abruptly he stood up, eyes wide in astonishment.

"Oh, fuck. It's gone!"



PC Gone Mad Ch. 03



At last he was gone.

Sally breathed a sigh of relief as Lenny Slackitt left her office for the last time.

It had been four weeks since Sally & her new Deputy Site Manager, Rachel, had succumbed fully to Lenny's unwelcome but irrefutable sexual demands.

Sally had not realised how happy and settled she'd been until the unhygienic mendacious hypochondriac Lenny had entered her well-ordered and successful life. She was the head of the local Small Business Enterprise Scheme office, a government-run concern that promoted local companies.

Sally had been enjoying her job until Lenny had been unceremoniously foisted on her as a disabled employee whose illnesses didn't seemed to manifest themselves in any apparent form beyond, through an incredible series of coincidences, the medical need to be regularly sexually satisfied by attractive young women.

She was told by her boss that she had to ensure the ugly fat Lenny was not the victim of any discrimination and that she had a personal responsibility to ensure all of his needs were met, no matter how exotic, unusual or unlikely they might be.

Luckily she was able to elicit the help of an accomplice, the gorgeously pretty, gloriously proportioned and flexibly principled Rachel, who, after being inveigled with a range of career-related inducements, agreed to give Lenny a topless handjob. Unfortunately, the situation escalated until Sally found herself unexpectedly giving him frantic oral sex despite her erstwhile status as a staunchly faithful and happily married woman.

In fact matters had rapidly spiralled even further out of control as they had tried to gather proof that he was faking his disabilities, culminating in an afternoon of Rachel & Sally being forced into using their mouths, breasts and pussies, as well as Rachel's poor tiny pink arsehole, to satisfy Lenny's varied and relentlessly insistent erotic needs.

And just to make the worst day of Sally's life even more appalling, through a progression of increasingly implausible events, her husband's digital video camera, complete with an explicit recording of their depraved ménage-à-trois, had gone missing! Sally had been mortified at the thought of what might happen if naked images of both her & Rachel sucking Lenny's repulsive grubby erection and licking his spunk from Sally's plump creamy breasts found their way into the hands of someone unscrupulous or corrupt.

However, despite her worst fears, things seemed to have improved.

No-one had approached her with hard video evidence of her indiscretions and she had successfully replaced the camera surreptitiously.

Also, for the last few weeks, Lenny had settled for making regular use of Rachel's hot pouty mouth for his pleasure four or five times a day, although Sally had had to promote her in return.

And, best of all, he had finally gone!

Despite the fact he was being paid to come to work for the Civil Service and do nothing but have his cock sucked by a beautiful full-busted tanned leggy blonde, a disabled rights action group had managed to find him a job at a City investment bank earning a fantastically high salary as Head of Recruitment.

Lenny had thought long and hard about his decision: regular free oral sex from a lovely young woman or an enormously well-paid job.

However Rachel's somewhat unethical argument that as the manager in charge of all recruitment, he would be meeting lots of young ambitious women who would do anything to join a merchant bank had finally swayed him to leave SBES. After all even if, as was likely, he failed horribly, the pay-off would be enormous.

Which was why Sally had a big smile on her face as he finally left the building for the very last time.

Within a few minutes of his leaving, Rachel bounded in, closing the office door behind her.

"Thank fuck he's gone!" she exclaimed.

Sally laughed despite Rachel's bad language. In fact she and Rachel had gotten closer in adversity, perhaps owing to the mutual lesbian activity on which Lenny had insisted. And despite her disquiet at Rachel's earlier-than-deserved promotion, Sally had to admit that she had started extremely competently and confidently despite the time she'd had to devote every day to kneeling between Lenny's legs, bobbing her pretty blonde head up and down on his rod.

"I know! I can't believe it! I'm going to go home and celebrate tonight," she answered.

"YOU'RE going to celebrate! I'm going to get pissed and find some lovely young stud and ride him all weekend. I can't wait to get rid of the taste of Lenny's dirty smelly cock. I must have swallowed pints of his cum!"

They giggled together a bit more and, after a long friendly hug, wished each other a great weekend.

Sally drove home, listening to some loud happy pop, looking forward to spending a romantic weekend at home with her husband Ian and glad to have finally put the whole insalubrious Lenny episode behind her.

As she soaked in a hot soapy bath, Sally sighed gladly before drifting off into a gentle drowsy reverie.

She was startled awake by the doorbell. She grunted in displeasure. Ian was travelling back from an off-site meeting and wasn't due back for an hour. She dried herself perfunctorily, donning a thick gown, but by the time she got down to the front door, whoever it was had gone.

She looked around before noticing a plastic bag that had been left on the doorstep. She scooped it up and looked inside.

"Oh, shit!" she swore involuntarily as she looked down on the camcorder that had been lost a few weeks back when Lenny had stolen it and hidden in her garden. She opened it up, her heart racing. The disc was gone but there was a note attached.

Written on it in a slightly immature script was the message, "I found this stuck in the hedge at the front of your house. I thought I'd look at what was on it to see if I could work out whose it was. And now I can't stop watching you and your pretty friend with that old man. But I feel guilty about the camera so here it is as I'm not a thief. I have to keep the DVD but I won't tell anyone because I think you are a really nice person and very beautiful and I don't want you to be hurt."

Bewildered and disturbed by the return of the camera and the bizarre message, Sally took a few minutes to collect her thoughts.

She hid the camera in her briefcase before going back upstairs to get dressed, her mind racing. Who on earth could it possibly be? She resolved to phone Rachel the next day to work out what to do.

Her evening with Ian wasn't quite as romantic as Sally had hoped. He was tired after work and she couldn't keep her mind from wandering to the mystery of the returned camera.

She called Rachel on Saturday when Ian had gone shopping at the hardware store.

"Hello, Sally. Missing me already?" Rachel greeted her.

"Rachel, we need to talk," she started but stopped at the odd noise on the line. "What's that wet slurping noise?" continued.

"Oh, well you know I said yesterday I needed to pull and I'd be fucking all weekend," Rachel answered. "Well, I did. He's called Matt and he's lovely. I was just sucking him off when you called. I saw it was you and didn't think you'd mind if I kept him warm while you talked."

"Oh my god! Haven't you had enough oral sex for a while?" Sally exclaimed, aghast at Rachel's brazenness.

"Well you know what they say about getting back onto the bike once you've had a crash. Anyway he's got a gorgeous big cock and he tastes lovely. You should come round and try it out."

"Rachel! I'm married!"

"Well it's your loss. Anyway what did you want?"

As Sally explained how the camera had been returned she could hear Rachel cursing and coughing.

"Are you OK?"

"Yes, I'm fine. Matt just chose that moment to come in my mouth and it went down the wrong way. Hang on. Let me just clean up." After a pause, Rachel continued, "So bloody hell! Who the hell is it?"

"I don't know. And I don't even know how to find out."

"Listen, why don't I come round and we can see if we can work it out."

Sally thought for a second. "OK. Ian was talking about going to the football this afternoon. I'll tell him to go and let's meet at three."

Rachel came around and, as ever, looked stunning. She was wearing a powder-blue v-neck jersey and jeans that showed off her long legs and arse perfectly. Sally herself was in a white and green summer dress and sandals with her black hair tied back in a pony tail.

The pored over the note and camera, looking for clues as to how to proceed.

"Well, we can either wait and see what happens and just hope that he leaves us alone as the note suggests. Or we need to find out who he is and get the DVD back," Rachel suggested.

"I think we need to get it back. What if he shows it someone or posts it on the net?" Sally shuddered at the fallout if Ian found out about her extra-marital antics.

"He doesn't exactly seem like an evil blackmailer, does he? And he seems to fancy you. 'You are a really nice person and very beautiful,' he says."

Sally blushed a little despite the fact she knew her tall curvaceous figure, pretty green eyes and colossal firm breasts meant that she was indeed a very attractive young woman.

"He must know you," Rachel continued. "Unless he worked out you were a nice person just from watching the way you licked Lenny's dick he must have met you."

"I guess so," Sally mused. "And he must have been passing the house. Hardly anyone comes down this road -- it doesn't go anywhere. Maybe he was going to one of the houses at the end.

"Maybe it's one of your neighbours. There're only two houses past here on this side of the road. Who lives in them?" Rachel asked.

"Well next door you've got the Jones's. But he's away during the week working in Birmingham so it couldn't have been him."

"What about her?" Rachel replied.

"Oh, no way! She's a friend and she's straight! And that's definitely not her handwriting. It looks male to me."

"Hmm. OK. What about the house at the end?"

"Well, I can't believe it's them either. It's just Mrs. Smith and her son. She's an estate agent in town and he's a schoolboy. Maybe it was someone just passing."

"Hang on. He's a schoolboy is he? How old exactly?"

"I don't know -- he looks so young. But I think he might be doing his 'A'-levels though."

"So he would be eighteen then? Old enough to want to watch home-made porn anyway," Rachel said flatly.

"I suppose so. But it can't be. He's painfully shy. He won't even look at me when I say good morning."

"Doesn't mean he doesn't secretly fancy you though," Rachel replied. "You're a beautiful woman, Sally."

Sally blushed again, remembering licking Rachel's pussy, under Lenny's direction of course.

"So shall we go round and see him then, just to see if it might be him?" Rachel suggested.

"Oh, I don't know. This is so embarrassing!" Sally moaned.

"Come on. Let's do it now, otherwise we'll worry even more. Can you think of a reason to go and see them?"

"Erm, well I can ask if Gloria, his mum, is in, I suppose. But she works Saturdays so she won't be..."

Sally and Rachel walked into the Smiths' well kept garden and up the path to the front door. As expected, Gloria Smith's car wasn't in the drive but there was no sign as to whether her son was in, although the curtains in the front room were closed.

"By the way, what's his name?" Rachel asked.

"Oh. I think it's John," Sally answered nervously as she knocked on the door.

They heard some movement inside and thirty seconds later the door was opened.

"Hello, is your mum in?" Sally asked breezily.

"Oh shit!" they heard before the door was slammed shut, leaving the impression of a dark-haired teenage boy of less than average height and greater than average girth.

Sally and Rachel looked at each other.

"I think we could be on to something," Rachel said with wry smile. "Not much of a looker is he? No wonder he's shy."

Rachel knocked on the door again. "Come on. John. We just want to talk," she shouted through the letterbox when he didn't reply.

Eventually, they heard a heavy slow tread as John reluctantly came to the door again.

"What do you want?" His voice was hesitant.

Sally smiled at him reassuringly, causing to blush immediately. "It's OK, John. I think we need to talk, don't we? You know me - I'm Sally from two doors down and this is Rachel."

John looked at the two women in consternation.

"It's OK, John. We don't bite!" Rachel laughed. Despite his obvious concern, he obviously couldn't help glancing at their long tight bodies and oversized full bosoms.

"Is your mum at work?" Sally asked encouragingly, as he led them into living room.

"Er, yes. She'll be back in a couple of hours."

"Wow," Rachel exclaimed. "It's a bit dark in here." The curtains were drawn with just a table lamp on in the corner. She glanced up at Sally knowingly before turning to John.

"Were you watching something on the TV, John? Anything interesting?"

John's eyes widened in evident fright but he didn't make a denial. He sat down on the sofa behind him.

Sally sat down to his left. "John, do you have something you need to say to us?"

He shook his head and shuffled away from her but Rachel took the opportunity to sit down to his right.

"Come on, John. We know. Just tell us," she said, grabbing his arm to stop him jumping away.

Up close, John wasn't the most handsome of young men. His face was ridden with acne, his eyes were too close together and his nose to big. His hair was greasy and he looked flabby, unfit and sallow.

Sally gently placed her hand on his other arm. "It's OK, John. We just want to know what happened. You won't get in trouble."

John buried his face in his hands before replying. "I'm sorry. I was walking past your house a few weeks ago and I saw a camcorder there, poking out of the hedge. I didn't know if it was yours so I wanted to look at what was on it. And I rewound it and I saw..., I saw both of you and that ugly old man. He looked disgusting but you're both angels. Your bodies..., well they're so perfect. And the things you did! I couldn't help watching it over and over again."

He looked to be almost in tears. Sally put an arm around him comfortingly, wrinkling her nose at his body odour but wanting him to continue.

"Hmm, well, I guess we can hardly blame him for that, can we, Sally?" Rachel smiled at him.

"But then I felt really bad about taking your camera. And I was worried you might call tell the police. So I left it at your door..." He broke off obviously distraught.

Sally hugged him closer to her, his head against her chest as he sobbed.

"There, there, it's OK," she soothed.

"Er, Sally," Rachel said. "I don't think he's so much upset as..." She pointed at his crotch which was bulging menacingly.

"John!" Sally exclaimed, pushing him away.

He leapt up and faced them his hands covering his straining crotch.

"I'm so sorry! I can't help it! I mean, I saw you on the DVD. I couldn't believe when you both stripped. But then, you both gave him a blowjob. He must be the luckiest man in the world! And then you did it again! And then, best of all, you licked her tits and touched her between the legs. And now I can't stop thinking about either of you. And I can't stop watching you with him. Why did you do it? He's so horrible and you're both so lovely."

"Um, well it was kind of charity work," Sally replied.

"Charity work?" he replied disbelievingly.

"Yes. Sometimes charity work can be, er, demanding," Rachel replied cheekily.

Sally changed the subject back to the point. "John, you know, we can sort this all out very quickly. We just want the DVD back and then we'll be done."

"But, but, I can't. You don't understand. I can't live without it. Without you -- either of you," he blurted out, red with shame, gesturing at his bulging jeans.

She continued, "It's OK, John. You're a typical teenage boy. It's not surprising we make you hard. I mean look at Sally. She's lovely isn't she? You should feel her tits. They're really firm."

"Rachel!" Sally tried to interrupt.

"What was your favourite bit, John? Did you like it when we sucked his big ugly cock? Or when I licked his spunk off Sally's tits?"

"Rachel, stop it," Sally said, aghast at Rachel's inappropriate goading.

"I guess what I'm trying to say, John, is wouldn't the real thing be a lot better than a DVD? Don't you want to touch my tits? And finger my tight hot pussy? Wouldn't you like Sally's hot sucking mouth on your hard cock. We could make that a lot better you know," she added pointing to his crotch.

Sally couldn't believe it. She really didn't think it had been necessary to offer so much. The boy seemed petrified of them and she'd thought with just a little persuasion and maybe a carefully timed cuddle that they wouldn't have had any problem breaking his will. He certainly wasn't the unscrupulous blackmailer that Lenny had been. He was just a boy confused by what he's seen.

But now Rachel had escalated the stakes immediately and irrevocably if the lustful look in John's eyes was anything to go by. Why had she done it?

"Really?" John asked incredulously. "You'll do what you did for him, to me?"

"Oh, yes, John. We'll both lick and suck you until you explode in our pretty mouths," Rachel replied, moving to stand just behind him and breathing on his neck. She winked knowingly at Sally who relaxed a touch. Rachel obviously had a plan.

"And will you, um, touch each other?" John gasped in patent excitement.

"Oh yes, we'll touch and kiss each other in places you wouldn't believe, John," Rachel said teasingly, as her hands slid around his ample frame stopping inches away from his cock.

"Oh, fuck," John swore. He looked up to Sally, "You too, Sally?" he asked pleadingly.

With a glance at Rachel, she nodded, not trusting herself to say anything.

"John, why don't you go upstairs to your bedroom and take your clothes off. I think Sally and I need to get ourselves ready for you. We'll be up in a minute to make all of your dreams come true," Rachel breathed into his ear, her breasts pressing against his back. She moved her hands around to cup his bulge and squeezed it firmly.

John groaned loudly, pressing his cock against her hands as he shuddered in obvious pleasure.

Rachel's eyes widened before she giggled silently over John's shoulder.

"Go on," she said, patting his bum. "Get yourself ready. We'll be up in a few minutes."

John stumbled out of the room and upstairs before slamming a door closed.

Sally jumped up off the sofa. "Rachel, what on earth are you doing?"

Rachel laughed. "I think he's just come in his trousers, the poor boy. I don't he gets much girl action so I suppose the two of us were just too much for him!"

"Rachel!" Sally growled.

Rachel grinned. "Sorry. I just thought that if he was watching the DVD before we came in, then it would be in here," she said pointing to the DVD player below the TV. "So I thought if we sent him upstairs, we could grab it and go. Without having to persuade him -- I mean he's no better looking than Lenny. And he's just a boy," she said, grabbing the remote controls from a coffee table.

"But I have to live next door to him!" Sally protested.

"What's he going to do? He's terrified of you," Rachel answered as she put on the TV and turned the sound down low.

"I suppose you're right. It's just that..." Sally stopped dead as a picture of Rachel's and her arses appeared on screen pointing up in the air as they fellated Lenny. His thick fingers fingered their wet pussies cruelly and in fantastic detail. "Oh my god!"

"Wow! We've got great butts haven't we?" Rachel said triumphantly. "Come on let's get it out and go," she added, ejecting the DVD.

She pulled it out and handed it to Sally.

"Come on!" she hissed.





PC Gone Mad Ch. 03



Sally glanced at the DVD and stopped in her tracks. "It's not the right one," she said despondently,

"What do you mean? That was definitely your arse on the right. I've had bloody good look!"

"No, look the DVD is the wrong brand. I'm sure it had green lettering on it not red. He must have made another copy!"

"Oh shit!" Rachel cursed with feeling. "Maybe he's not so stupid after all."

Just then John called down, "I'm ready."

Sally and Rachel looked at each other in panic.

"We'll just be a minute, John," Sally shouted up, at a loss for what else to do.

She crossed her arms as she faced Rachel. "Well, what the hell do we do now?"

"Oh shit, sorry, Sally. I just thought we could get away without having to do anything else."

"Are you OK?" John called down.

"Yes, we're coming up now," Rachel answered.

The two of them looked at each. "Let's just go up there and blow his mind, get the DVDs back and get out," Rachel suggested.

When Sally didn't reply she continued, "Look, he's not the prettiest of blokes but at least he's not a bastard like Lenny. Think of it as a friendly neighbourly gesture."

"Neighbourly! I don't know what you expect from your neighbours but lesbian sex and blowjobs are not on my list!" Sally replied.

"Come on, Sally. He's never going to get any from any girl unless he pays her. He's actually quite a nice guy and, if you're going to have sex with anyone at least it'll be someone a bit more worthy than Lenny."

Sally considered for a while but couldn't think of any alternatives. "Oh, bugger. OK. Let's do it."

They replaced the DVD in the player and walked upstairs to a small landing.

"I'm in here," John called from a room at the far end.

His room was small, covered in superhero posters and smelt as badly as he did.

True to Rachel's request, John was lying naked on the bed. His body was corpulent, a pasty white with an unpleasant covering of dark hair. His cock was small but eagerly erect, pointing up his body.

Sally stopped dead and swallowed back the nauseous feeling she was experiencing.

"Is it still OK?" John asked tentatively. "I know I'm not very, um, handsome but it's just that you said..."

In answer Rachel sat down next to him and reached out to grab his cock. She started to slowly and deliberately masturbate him.

"Does that feel nice, John?" she asked.

"Oh, fuck, yes. I can't believe this is happening to me. Thank you so much!" he cried with such gratitude, Sally couldn't help but smile.

"Please, please would you take your clothes off?" he asked.

Rachel looked up at Sally who took a breath before kicking off her sandals and unbuttoning her dress. She let it slide to the floor to reveal simple black underwear which nevertheless showed off her curves deliciously.

"Here take over," Rachel said. Sally sat down and took hold of his erection and continued to toss it slowly. She guessed that because he'd already come he might have more stamina this time.

Rachel stood up and, with a big smile, pulled off her top to reveal a racy royal blue bra, her nipples clearly visible through it. She discarded her shoes before peeling off her skinny jeans. Her thong matched her bra.

"What do you think, John?"

John looked back and forth between the two women. Sally had dark hair, pale skin and deep green eyes, Rachel tanned and blonde with blue eyes. Their figures were both outstanding- Rachel was slightly taller than Sally but Sally's boobs were a touch bigger. Both were stunning.

"Oh, fuck this is the best thing that ever ever happened," he shouted happily.

Rachel took control once again. "Right, John. Here's the deal. Sally and I will give you a blowjob. Maybe two if can get it up again. And you can touch us. Anywhere you want to. In return we want the DVD and all copies back. Do you understand?"

"Oh, yes. Yes, I do. And will you kiss each other and, you know...?"

Rachel looked at Sally who nodded tightly. "Yes, we'll give you a full lesbian show. With all the trimmings! But only if you promise to give the DVDs back."

"OK, of course! Wow. I just can't believe this. I'm so happy!" he enthused.

"Right then, John. Perhaps you'd like to start by touching us."

"OK!" he said eagerly. However despite his enthusiasm his hands were tentative as they reached out to squeeze Sally big tits through her bra.

"Wow, I really can't believe this is happening, Sally. I'd always thought you were the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen, although you're just as beautiful, Rachel. And you're so nice too -- you always say hello to me and smile. I think about you an awful lot. I just can't believe I'm really holding your boobs. They're amazing."

Despite her disquiet at the situation, Sally couldn't help but warm to John. His enthusiasm was puppy-like. "I'm pleased you like them, John. You can be a firmer. Yes, that's nice."

"Oh, wow, yes, I can feel your nipples going hard. Rachel, Can I touch yours too?"

Rachel sat down beside him and John moved his attention to her breasts, weighing them in his hands while he tweaked her nipples through her bra. Quite quickly she stopped him though. "Here let's get them out so you can feel them properly," she offered.

Sally watched as Rachel unhooked her bra to reveal her firm golden tits her and brown nipples. John was obviously getting very excited to judge from the twitching of his cock in Sally's hand. Without asking he leant forward and began to suck on Rachel's boobs.

"Ooh, John. That's nice," she giggled before reaching out to cup and squeeze his balls while Sally continued to toss him.

"You're so beautiful," John murmured before turning to Sally, who discarded her bra to unveil her fabulous creamy red-tipped bosom which he promptly began to lick and fondle.

As he licked Sally's stiff nipples, Rachel shifted her body so that she could access his waving erection with her mouth. At the first touch of her soft pink lips and agile wet tongue, John moaned loudly in excitement.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, I can't believe this is happening. Thank you," he shouted in bliss as Rachel began to bob her head on his small but hard dick. He got back to sucking Sally's tits, whilst playing with Rachel's, all the time making sure he could see her big green eyes and warm pouting mouth around his cock.

After a few minutes, Rachel paused. "Well, John, I'm impressed. You're really holding on there. I thought you'd explode as soon as I started sucking. Good going!"

"Oh. Thanks. Well, I had a little accident downstairs which helped but I'm getting close now. Sally would it be all right if you, um, joined Rachel?" he replied in a daze.

Sally had begun to hope that maybe Rachel would do all the work as she had been quite happy to just have her tits sucked but, as John had asked so politely, she felt she had to comply.

The two girls shuffled down the bed and Rachel pointed his cock at Sally who, after a few tentative licks began to suck him, allowing her mouth to slip up and down his cock, trying to ignore his strong body odour, just happy that Rachel had already effectively licked him clean.

Rachel brought her head down to tickle his balls with her tongue. John stroked their heads in wonder at the extraordinary feelings of joy emanating from his well serviced genitalia as the girls moved their mouths around him, taking it in turns to suck, lick, nibble, bob and blow.

It didn't take long before John came, his first spurt, by chance, filling Sally's mouth. Hastily she pulled his cock out and gave it to Rachel who took the next few ropes of cum over her tongue. And then John looked on in awe as Rachel pulled Sally towards her for a big kiss, almost as if they were sharing his jism between them.

Sally was surprised by Rachel's snog but, remembering their promise to John for a lesbian show, allowed her to swirl her spunky tongue around her own, before swallowing his cum, which didn't taste as bad as she'd been expecting.

Rachel paused briefly to lick John's cock completely clean before glancing up at him.

"Why don't you sit back and watch. If you can get hard once more we'll do it again for you," she said before beginning to kiss Sally's neck and breasts.

Sally couldn't help but feel that Rachel was enjoying the girl-on-girl aspect of this whole situation a little too much, to the point where she was suspicious that maybe Rachel had some underlying sexual feelings towards her. The thought wasn't as disturbing as it should have been though and she gasped in pleasure as Rachel's cultured tongue flicked over her aching nipples.

"Oh, Rachel," Sally murmured as Rachel made a track of kisses down her toned tummy to her hot moist pussy. Her body convulsed in pleasure as she lightly licked her turgid clit before inserting two long fingers into her pussy.

John knelt forward and guided one of Sally's hands to his cock as he used his mouth on her tits. "Oh yes, John, that's lovely," she sighed as she lost herself in delight.

When she came, she almost barked out in relief such was the tension building in her. She relaxed back on the bed and looked down at Rachel's grinning face, peeping out from between her lithe legs.

"Nice?" Rachel asked.

Sally nodded happily.

"Rachel, please can I have a go?" John asked excitedly. His cock was semi-hard despite his two recent ejaculations.

Sally looked down at Rachel with a look of warning but Rachel replied, "Why not? Come down here and let me teach you all about pussies."

As Rachel showed John her cunt, explaining how she liked her clit sucked and exactly how he should insert his fingers and curl them a little to maximise her pleasure, Sally began to moan to the rhythm of another impending orgasm.

"Good John, that's it. You can lick harder the closer she gets. And move your fingers faster. Oh yes she's almost there," Rachel instructed obscenely before slipping down his body to take him in her mouth again.

Sally climaxed again after a little while, causing Rachel to look up from her task. "Is it my turn yet, darling?" she asked, standing up before lying down on the bed.

Sally reluctantly at first and then more passionately began to lick her lips up and down before sliding her tongue into her cunt.

John, not wanting to miss out, joined her on the bed, lying next to Rachel so she could continue to suck him while he flicked his tongue over her clit. This was too much for Rachel who grunted an orgasm out around him before recommencing her moaning as Sally continued to slurp.

Sally wasn't sure about how many orgasms Rachel eventually had before John came in her mouth but her tongue and fingers were tired. She sat back, her face covered with juices.

"How was that, John? Have we fulfilled our end of the bargain?" she asked.

John shook his head in wonder. "I always wondered what it would be like and it was a lot better than I ever thought. I suppose if I give the DVD back to you now, I'll never get to do this again." The girls tensed in apprehension but he continued, "But you've been so amazing and so generous that I've got to be fair to you. Thanks so much. You really didn't have to do all of this but thank you -- it's been the best moment of my life."

Touched, and a little relieved, at his earnestness, Sally decided to give him a kiss which he accepted enthusiastically before Rachel gave him a tonguey grateful snog.

They started to get dressed but John, after he himself had pulled on a dressing gown, asked them to stay naked just a little longer as he would never get to see their, as he put it, fucking amazing tits and arses ever again. Sally blushed a little but complied as Rachel strode out the room and down the stairs with her clothes in hand.

The girls allowed John to tweak and fondle them as they made there way down to the front room.

"It was in here all along," John said as he went to the DVD player and took out the disc. It was the same one they had seen before with green lettering on it.

"There you go, ladies, and thanks so much for everything," he said holding the disc with one hand as he sadly squeezed their peachy buttocks in turn.

Rachel and Sally looked at the disc and each other. "Er, John, this is a copy. Where's the original?" Rachel challenged.

"No this is it," John asserted. "I haven't got the facility to make a copy. That's the disc I found in the camcorder. It's been the centre of my life for the last few weeks -- this is it, I promise!"

Sally looked at him. He seemed utterly sincere. She had a horrible thought.

Rachel looked furious. "Now hang on a minute, we did everything you wanted you little..." she started before Sally interrupted.

"Wait! I think he's right. Ian bought some more blank DVDs. It was the first pack we bought that were green. Oh, shit. I think this is the right one after all!" she said despondently.

"What! You stupid cow! You mean we had to go through all that for no reason. We could have just walked out of here with the disc rather than suck his skanky cock!" Rachel was magnificent in her anger and splendid nudity.

"I'm so sorry!" Sally replied in a small voice. "I forgot."

"You forgot! Bloody hell, Sally, you forgot?"

"Well you didn't have to promise so much. We could have got away with a snog or a handjob but you had to promise blowjobs and lezzy sex!" Sally exclaimed, her breasts heaving.

"Oh. I see," John said watching the two naked ladies arguing. "I knew it was all too good to be true." He looked to be almost in tears. "I thought maybe you liked me a bit!" he cried as he ran out of the door and upstairs.

Sally and Rachel looked at each other. "Oh shit! I forgot he was there," Rachel said. "He seems a bit upset."

"Hang on where's the DVD?" Sally asked.

"Fuck! He must have it. Quick!" Rachel bounded out of the room, Sally on her heels, holding her breasts as she ran.

They found John in his room but there was no sign of the DVD. He looked angry now rather than miserable.

"Er, John. We're so sorry. Please don't be upset with us. This whole thing is very stressful and we made some errors in judgement," Sally pleaded.

"Well it's not my fault you decided to record a threesome with someone who isn't your husband and then left the camera outside for anyone to find!" he huffed. "I should have kept it and not told you. Or copied the disc or even uploaded it. I thought you were a nice person."

Rachel interrupted, "John, where's the disc?"

"Hidden. You won't find it though. But feel free to look. My mum's back in an hour and you can explain to her why you're here."

Sally looked around the messy room before begging him. "Please, John. We were really good to you. We've just been stupid. Please give us the DVD."

John looked from one to the other. They were both still completely nude and their exertions made the look even more attractive. His cock twitched.

Noticing, Rachel folded her arms before nodding. "What do you want us to do, John?"

"Well there is something," he said, taking a deep breath. "I want to have proper sex with you. Both of you. I want to try out your pussies in the same way I tried your mouths."

"Do you think you can get it up again?" Rachel gestured to his dick.

John smiled. "Yes, with your help."

Sally and Rachel looked at each other. Sally took a long breath and nodded.

"And then we get the disk?" Rachel asked.

"Oh yes, I promise," John agreed.

Rachel sighed. "Well come on then, Sally. Let's get to work."

John, a big grin across his face, shrugged off his gown. "What do I do?" he asked eagerly.

Rachel inspected his cock before grabbing it and beginning to roughly toss it. "First things first, we need to get you hard. How about you lie down and 69 with Sally while I lick your balls?"

Sally gave Rachel a hard look but dutifully lay down on top of John's bulk, snugly burying his face between her creamy smooth thighs. The girls looked into each other's eyes as they began to unconcernedly suck respective ends of his genitalia, now more used to his pungent smell.

Sally felt guilty once more as she began to enjoy John unsubtle yet enthusiastic licking, so she closed her eyes and concentrated on flicking her tongue over his glans, her nose bumping with Rachel's who was licking up and down his shaft. Unsurprisingly, it wasn't long before he was rock hard again.

"Do you want to go first or shall I?" Rachel asked Sally while she tickled John's bollocks with her red painted fingernails.

"I don't mind," Sally replied.

Rachel stood up. "Come on, big boy. Time to lose that virginity. Sally's going to open up those gorgeous long legs of hers and take you to heaven with her lovely tight pussy."

John shuffled around and held his cock at Sally's cunt, gazing rapturously at the small patch of dark hair and her long open pink lips, glistening with her juices. "I've dreamt about this so many times. I've always fancied you so much, Sally. You're making my deepest fantasy come true!"

"Thank you," he cried euphorically as he slid himself into her to the hilt in one smooth push. Sally closed her eyes as his bulk settled onto her and he began to thrust frenziedly in and out of her. His cock didn't really fill her as Lenny's had done but, when she allowed her imagination to wander, she could still feel herself getting more and more excited. Unexpectedly she couldn't get the thought of Rachel's laughing green eyes, the elegant tautness of her buttocks, the full generosity of her breasts and, most of all, the heady slick heat of her pussy out of her mind.

"Oh, yes," she cried in bliss, "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

"Slow down, John!" Rachel advised, reaching over to fondle his balls with one hand while tweaking Sally's nipples with the other. "That's it. Slow and smooth and hard. Oh, yeah, she likes that!"

John wasn't the most physically fit and it wasn't long before his arms were feeling tired from holding himself as he fucked Sally. "Can we try a different position, now?"

Sally was frustrated at this delay but obediently rolled over and onto him to impale herself on his stubby erection. She immediately got into a wonderfully satisfying rhythm as she ground her hips back and forth, allowing John to raise his head to lick her large right tit while Rachel took the opportunity to suck on her equally big left.

The dual stimulation of her breasts and the insistent rubbing of her clit on John's rough pubes, brought Sally to an enormous shrieking climax in just a few minutes. "Oooooh yes!" she screeched, her cunt spasming in a rip-roaring orgasm around him.

She raised herself off John's cock and lay back at the head of the bed to watch Rachel promptly replace her on his knob with a big gasp. "Oh, yes, John. Feel me. Feel me clenching my pussy around your cock. Is that nice? Can you feel me squeezing?" she chanted in unison to the movement of her hips.

"Oh, wow," John groaned as Rachel took him gradually closer to his own release with her sinuous humping and her crude commentary.

Before he came though, he stopped her. "Wait! Please, I just want to do it from behind. This could be my last chance ever!" he pleaded, slightly pathetically to Sally's mind.

"Bloody hell. Ok," Rachel replied jumping off him and getting onto her hands and knees at the end of the bed. "In you go!"

John stood up behind her but couldn't insert himself until Rachel splayed her long thighs slightly to lower her bum.

"Thanks," he said gratefully as she guided him in with a hand. He immediately began to fuck her furiously, his big stomach slapping against her pretty tight bottom. Rachel, obviously keen to finish this quickly, pushed her hips back on him insistently but John pulled back a little, desperate to last a little longer.

This continued for a while longer until John, seeing Sally at the other end of the bed watching the lewd display with one hand tweaking her nipples and the other slowly frigging herself, decided that he'd like to be in Sally once more.




PC Gone Mad Ch. 03



"Please, Sally, can I finish in you from behind?" he asked.

Sally grunted in mild annoyance, thinking she'd been finished for the afternoon, but agreed, "You can fuck me doggy-style but you have to pull out before you come."

Rachel interrupted mischievously, "I've got a better suggestion. How about John trying out your arse?"

"What! Rachel! No way! I don't take it up my bum!" Sally protested but Rachel leant close to whisper in her ear.

"Go on, Sally. You've never had it up your butt before have you? But you must be curious. Now's your opportunity to try it out. He's not big so it won't hurt," she said. "And I'll lick your bum, like you did for me with Lenny -- do you remember? You'll love it. Go on. Try it for me," she argued smoothly.

"Rachel. I'm really not sure I want to..." Sally started to say but Rachel pinched her nipples and kissed her hard before pulling her down on top of herself, with their mouths positioned at each others' cunts.

"Come up this end John and prepare yourself for a treat!" Rachel ordered before licking up and down Sally's pussy lips ending by tonguing her arsehole passionately.

Sally squealed in surprise and pleasure. "Oooh, Rachel! Oh fuck yes," she squeaked in disbelieving pleasure as Rachel slid her tongue firmly into Sally's little rosy butthole before wiggling it rapidly.

Ignoring Sally's protesting shrieks, Rachel pulled her tongue out and guided John to his prize. "Go on John. Push it in hard. She can take it!"

John inserted his knob in Sally's wide open arsehole before slowing pushing himself to his full length. "Oh, my god, that is so tight!" he exclaimed in incredulity before beginning to fervently bugger Sally who buried her face in Rachel's pussy to jerkily lick her while Rachel worked her own tongue on Sally's clit.

Sally was surprised that the joy coming from he sensation of Rachel's tongue on her clit more than outweighed the pain of John's cock up her bum as he continued to roger her anally.

Eventually the three of them orgasmed together, the two girls convulsing in mutual joy from each other agile tongues; Sally's clenching bumhole setting John off causing him to spurt mightily into her snug anus.

They collapsed on the bed in a sweaty spunky heap.

"Oh wow. That was amazing," John sighed happily.

Sally got up with a groan; her arse felt a little sore but moreover she was exhausted from the entire afternoon's exertions.

"Where's the DVD, John?" she asked.

"Oh, it's here, under the pillow," he replied sheepishly before passing it to her.

"Of course, where else would it be?" Rachel commented sardonically.

Sally made no further comment, just glad to have the evidence back in her control finally. She shifted slightly at the unfamiliar feelings in her butt. "Come on, I've got to go and have a shower before Ian gets home."

As the girls dressed, John looked on in wonder. "Thanks, Sally, Rachel. This is the best day of my life."

"That's OK", Rachel replied. "In the end we had some fun!"

"Sally," John asked in a wheedling voice, "do you think we could maybe do it again sometime?"

"John, I'm sorry but come on! I'm married! I really shouldn't have done any of this at all. It was a mistake. Please just be grateful with what you've already had," she replied, walking out of his room and down the stairs, despite his dejected face.

She waited at the front door for Rachel who seemed to be taking a long time to leave John's room, although she could still hear him begging her for a repeat performance and then Rachel murmuring an indistinct but lengthy reply.

Eventually they came down. John looked determined rather than upset. Rachel appeared uncharacteristically awkward.

Rachel immediately took her into the front room and closed the door behind her, away from John.

"Sally, I don't think he's going to take no for an answer," she said.

"What do you mean? He's got nothing on us. Unless there is another copy of that disc, after all," Sally said tetchily.

"No, it's not that. He says though that if we don't do it again for him, then he'll go and tell Ian."

Sally was distraught. "But he hasn't got any proof," she complained.

"I know but might be able to convince Ian by telling him things he wouldn't know unless he'd seen you naked: that mole on your bum or the one on the inside of your right thigh; the shape of your pubes or the colour of your pussy lips. Or even the cute grunting noise you make when you're being fucked or that little scream when you come. I just think it would put doubt in Ian's mind and unless you feel you can lie confidently to him..."

Sally knew she wasn't the best liar: she blushed too easily. She slumped on the sofa in despair. "What should we do, Rachel?" she moaned.

Rachel sat down and put an arm around her. "It's OK, Sally. I promise I'll support you. If you have to service him regularly then I'll do it with you. And I'm even willing to engage in more lesbian sex for him, if we really have to."

Sally looked up at Rachel suddenly suspicious of her motives but she looked concerned rather than devious. There was no way Rachel could have put John up to this just so she could have more opportunity to fuck Sally, surely? She shook her head at the meanness of her thoughts. Rachel had supported her with both Lenny and John with little complaint considering what she'd had to do. Despite how relaxed she was sexually, even she wouldn't be willing to sacrifice her body to the repugnant and callow John just to contrive sex with Sally.

Sally gave her a hug. "Oh, Rachel. I couldn't have coped with any of this without you."

"That's OK," Rachel replied, giving her a kiss full on the lips in return.

Taking a moment to recover, Sally asked, "So what does he want us to do, then?"

"Well," Rachel said, "I think if it were up to him, he'd have a full session with us every day! But I think he'll be willing to compromise at maybe once a week. What do you think?"

Sally considered. "Oh shit, I suppose we could do it once a week. Ian's often away so you could probably come over in the evening."

"Great," Rachel replied, again a touch over-enthusiastically for Sally's liking, "Just a thought though, he is eighteen after all and he's probably horny all the time so you might want to give him the occasional blowjob between sessions when you get the chance. Just to keep him sweet."

Sally shook her head at the thought of having to suck John's smelly dick more than she needed to. "I suppose but only, if I really really have to."

"Good. I think it would be for the best," Rachel said. "Right, come on then. Let's go and tell him the good news."

"Thanks so much Rachel, you're so good to me," Sally said.

Rachel replied with her typical cheeky smile. "No problem, Sally. That's what friends are for..."