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Phone Sex Is Best

Hello I'm Heather, I work for a huge law firm in the city. I'm the unappreciated secretary for the whole place. It's the spring of '85, and I'm trying to get ahead, without any success. I'm what most guys call a hot dish, but sometimes that's not a good thing. I usually only attract the real sleaze balls, you know the guy that wants to just bang me, then move on to their next mission. I think that I intimidate the real good ones, so being hot can be a real pain as well. So being lonely and working seems to go together nicely. Well after I got done all the work for the day, I locked up the office, and walked over to my car. Got into my car and tried to start it up, it wont turn over. I'm in a real shady part of town, so I'm not crazy about getting out of the car, but I have to call someone to help me. I see a phone booth across the street, so I walk on over to it. I get inside and close the booth door. Put in my quarter and started to dial for help. That was the moment that my whole world was turned upside down. Arms and hands came out from everywhere, all seeming to have only one thing in mine and that was getting me out of my clothes. Hands and fingers touching , rubbing and exploring the natural curves of my body. There was hands of men, hands of women, hands wearing gloves, others with none, hands with long painted nails. All of them knew their job and got right to work. Hands were holding both arms and legs, the others explored my body. But they all were so gentle with me, I didn't feel like they meant me any harm. I don't know how many arms there were, but I know at least 12 individual ones, but maybe more. They all started working together as a team, with a well planned out agenda in mind. And that was getting me out of these clothes, so they started to satisfy their needs. A pair of hands worked together unbuttoning my blouse. Unbuttoning one button at a time, one by one they all were undone, I was watching in such surprise, couldn't believe that this was happening to me. Then my face was slowly pulled upwards, feeling my breasts being squeezed I gasped. Then fingers were inserted into my mouth, going in and out , like they were fucking me down my throat. While this was happening they removed my blouse, so all the others took their turn in touching my breasts. I started to think that I was in the presence of angels. Then they started to unzip and slid off my boots, very quickly they both were off and laid on the booth floor. Then I felt fingers running up under my skirt and pulling down my stockings. The silky stockings felt so good to my skin, specially to my inner thighs as they slowly removed them. Then I felt fingers running over the outside of my panties, slowly and with care. Then they slid under my panties, two hands working together in a synchronize assault of my wet waiting pussy. I knew that my pussy was totally soaked, and they found out themselves very quickly. First slowly running fingers over my trimmed pussy, then one taking their fingers and opening up my utter lips, so the other group of fingers will have easy access into my wet pussy. Working together like a finely tuned synchronized swimming team, they opened me up , and then one group of fingers plunged into my wet pussy and I started to cum. I leaned back and they all worked together bringing me orgasm after orgasm.

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