Chapter 1

For Symphony Baker life was one beautiful game that she played at. Her father had built an empire out of a small lumber company. Her mother was the queen of the social circles. And Symphony enjoyed the wealth she had with the kind of lust that one wouldn't normally associate with such a young woman. But Symphony wasn't a normal woman by any measure. Her body turned every man's head when she walked by, and Symphony knew it.

She was young and sexy and appreciated the attention and affection of dozens of men.

Symphony's body wasn't the only thing about her that appealed to men. She also possessed an extraordinary mind and was capable of calculating vast figures in her head when other people were busy tapping at adding machines. Symphony was one of those rare women of brains and beauty, determined to live life to the fullest.

In the hot summer afternoon, Symphony felt her cunt tingle pleasantly. Somehow it always tingled, particularly during the afternoons and late evenings. Those were the two times during the day that she really needed a strong cock to satisfy her strong, lusty needs. Symphony's body--her tits swelling out to a full thirty-eight inches, her waist narrowing to a mouth-watering twenty-three inches, her hips flaring out to thirty-six inches-- had little goose bumps all over it. Her hair, jet black and hanging to her ass, swayed as she pranced about the room.

"Got to find someone," Symphony murmured, looking around her bedroom, wondering where she could go to find a hard cock to fill her mouth. She was dressed in her usual at-home apparel: black silk panties, black silk hose with matching lace garter belt and a lacy bra. Seldom did she wear anything more than that at home. When her parents were around she would put on a robe, but that was the only concession she made. Silk, she would confide to her mother, made her skin feel like it was continually being caressed by a man's gentle touches.

Symphony flipped the switch on her stereo system and instantly the room was filled with a popular rock song. A voice, hoarse and sexy, spilled out the words: "If you want my body and you think I'm sexy, come on..."

Symphony's incredible mind was particularly tuned to electronics and engineering. Her bedroom reflected her interests in both sex and electronics. Large speakers were suspended in all four corners of the room. Tucked into the wall was a television that she had rigged up to work off remote control. She pushed in a cassette in the specialized system and pushed the remote control. Soon, on the screen of her television, an image became clear. A young woman, looking vaguely like Symphony, was lying on a bed. Also on the bed were three young men who were eagerly feeding her their cocks.

As Symphony watched the television, her fingers crept under her panties, slithering through her thick, curly bush. She scratched her clit with her long, red-painted fingernails as she stared intently at the screen.

The young woman was on her back with one man kneeling between her legs. His cock, big and hard, was gliding smoothly into her snatch. Squatting on both sides of the woman's head were the other two men. She held their cocks in her hands, first taking one cock into her mouth, then the other. Symphony watched the look of sheer passion on the woman's face and her mouth started to water. She needed to suck a cock and that was all there was to it.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Symphony moaned, sticking her middle finger between her pussy lips, feeling the warmth of her body spreading into her limbs. She watched as the woman's lips stretched over the round cockhead. The actress didn't move her head. Instead, she allowed the man to fuck her face, shoving his cock between her lips, filling her mouth completely before pulling back.

In Symphony's mind, the woman on the screen was actually herself. She envisioned the three men pushing their cocks into her cunt and mouth, envisioned wrapping her slender fingers around their pricks and guiding them to her hot, wet lips. She fingered her snatch faster and sucked on the middle finger of her other hand as if it were a tiny, slender cock.

On the screen the dark-haired actress was really going at it. She was mouthing a cock as though it was an expensive steak and she was famished. Her lips puffed out, sliding along the quivering shank as the man pulled his prick from her mouth, then puckered inward as he jammed his cock hack into her.

The actor ramming his cock into her twat was thrashing feverishly between her upraised, parted thighs. His meat slammed full length into her snatch so deeply that his balls, heavy with come, slapped against her ass. Then suddenly the man pulled his cock from her cunt and began pounding on his reddish meat. A moment later several streaks of come splashed on the woman's stomach, leaving white, sticky lines of cream from her tits to her curly cunt hairs.

The woman's eyes were closed and her mouth open as the remaining two actors whacked on their cocks. She fondled their nuts, urging them to give her the jism.

"Give it to me," Symphony whispered, stabbing two fingers into her cunt. "Give me your come!"

On the screen the woman was still waiting for her come shower. And she didn't have to wait long. First one man came, aiming his cockhead at her face as several powerful blasts of come erupted from his balls. The spunk hit the actress on the cheek and trickled down the side of her face to mingle in her hair. Blast after blast shot against the side of her face and over her lips. Even before his balls had been completely emptied, the last actor came. His jism, extremely thick, spurting out in blobs, covered the actress' face.

Symphony dropped to her knees, still fingering her pussy, as she watched the woman's face getting creamed. She gasped for air, her long, silken hair swirling around her shoulders, caressing her distended nipples. The scene was just too erotic for her computer-like mind, and she, too, climaxed. Clear love juice spewed from her cunt, coating her beating hand.

On the screen the woman was still fingering the men's balls. Long lines of come covered her face, one stream going across her nose before trickling down to her ear, another ran from her cheek over her lips. Symphony gasped when the woman licked her lips and smeared the come around her face, using the men's cocks to stir the thick mixture around.

Symphony pulled her fingers from her cunt and licked the salty juices off her hand. Although she had just come, she was still horny. Fingering herself wasn't enough to satisfy her urgent needs. She still wanted a cock to fill her mouth and give her a belly full of come.

She got unsteadily to her feet, pulling her panties up from her thighs, and shut off the music and the television. Walking to her clothes closet, she selected a wrap-around dress made of some synthetic material that hugged her body tightly and hid nothing. It tied at her waist and, by untying the knot, opened up completely, exposing her body.

"I've got to find me a cock," she whispered, putting on the dress and stepping into a pair of high-heeled shoes.

Jack Baker leaned back in his chair and looked about his office. Yeah, he had come a long way in a short time. Just ten years earlier he had been an employee of the lumber company he now owned. Once he had worked with his back, now he used his mind to make his money.

Though he was forty-five, his body was lean and sinewy, not having gotten soft from sitting at a desk. Almost every day he jogged three miles, and he regularly did a hundred push-ups in the morning to keep his muscles bulging in his shirt.

Jack had everything he wanted now. But there was still a fire in him, still a special ambition. The older he got, the more Jack lusted for younger women. When he was thirty, women his own age were fine. But as he slipped into his forties, Jack began to lust for women in their early twenties, even late teens. Rebecca, his wife, had the body of a twenty-year-old, but she no longer turned him on like she once had. At thirty-four, she suddenly became commonplace in his mind. He had fucked her so many times that he knew every curve of her body.

Jack's mind was buzzing with thoughts of svelte young bodies when he heard the high-pitched beep. Angrily he pushed the intercom button.

"Yes?"

"Mister Baker, the woman is here," his secretary said.

"What woman?"

"The one applying for the inventory position, sir," the secretary replied. "You were going to interview her for the job."

Jack's mind clicked back into a professional mode again and he was angry with himself for thinking about fucking during business hours. After all, he hadn't built a lumber empire by fucking when he should have been working.

"Send her in," he said, leaning back in his chair and lighting a long, thick cigar.

When a beautiful young woman entered, Jack's cock immediately started to get hard. The job applicant had blonde hair, cut short, combed back in the wind-blown look. Her body was compact, medium-sized tits, a nicely rounded ass and narrow waist. She had the body of an athlete and Jack liked that.

"Hello, sir," she said, standing in front of his desk. Jack shook her hand without standing. If he got up, she would surely see the bulge in his pants and he didn't want that--at least not yet.

"Have a seat," Jack said, pointing to a chair. "What's your name?"

"Cindy, Mister Baker." She crossed her legs and Jack noticed how slender her thighs were. Even in a pants suit, Cindy's fine features were visible to the experienced girl-watcher.

Jack asked her several questions, which she answered quickly and without excessive chatter. She needed employment during her summer break from college. Though she had no previous experience in inventory work, she was good with figures, she assured Jack.

"Do you realize that everyone working in the yard is a man?" Jack said, his eyes taking in the faint swell of her tits beneath her suit coat. "When you go out there, you can almost guarantee that you'll hear a lot of swearing, and more than one compromising statement or two."

"Yes, sir, I realize that." Her blue eyes flickered concern. She felt uncomfortable talking about that sort of thing with a man she had just met.

"There are going to be men out there who'll ask you to fuck them," Jack said. He was pleased when he saw her take in a gulp of air and hold it. She was shocked by his statement and that's exactly what he wanted. "Other men might ask you to suck their cocks until they come in your mouth. Do you think you can handle that?"

"I'm not exactly sure I know what you mean, sir."

"How badly do you want this job, Cindy?"

"Very badly, sir. It's difficult finding part time work just for the summer. And this job pays quite well... considering."

"Yes, it does. And if you want the job, you're going to have to realize that I'm the boss. You'll take orders from me without question, and follow them carefully or else you're out on your ass in a second."

"Does that mean I've got the job?"

"Yes... provided you play your cards right." Jack took a puff of his cigar and kicked his feet up on the desk. Cindy's eyes immediately went to his throbbing erection that strained against his pants, almost begging to be freed. Jack smiled at Cindy. "Stand up and come over here."

Cindy got to her feet and walked around the desk so that she faced Jack. Her knees were trembling slightly and she tried not to look at his groin. She knew what was coming and was prepared for it. She needed this job to continue her education and whatever Jack asked her to do, she was willing to.

"Take my cock out," Jack commanded, putting his feet on the floor. "Get down on your knees and take my cock out." Cindy summoned up all her courage, but hesitated. "Do it now or walk right out of this office and don't ever come back."

Cindy slowly dropped to her knees between Jack's spread legs. With trembling fingers she found the tab of his zipper and tugged it down. His cock sprang out instantly.

"Oh!" Cindy gasped, looking at the long, hard pole of meat. A thick vein ran along the underside of the cock and Cindy could see Jack's pulse pounding through it.

"How old are you?"

"Twenty, sir."

"I think you know what you're supposed to do, don't you?"

"Yes, sir."

Cindy grabbed Jack's cock and began to stroke it slowly, without putting a lot of pressure on his hard cock. She ran her fingers up and down his eight-inch cock until a small drop of come formed at the slitted tip.

"Look at that, Cindy. Doesn't that look delicious?" Jack said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Wouldn't you like to taste that come?"

She looked at him with wild, frightened eyes. This wasn't exactly what she had expected. She stared at the cock in her hand, feeling it throb powerfully as her fingers worked slowly up and down. The cock's heat seemed to go through her palm, spreading throughout her body. No, Cindy never thought it would be anything like this at all.

Jack put his hands on both sides of Cindy's face, feeling her hair between his fingers. He liked the way her hair swept backward, knowing that he would be able to watch his dick sink into her mouth without those golden locks getting in the way. He pushed her face down until his drooling cockhead was just an inch from her lips.

"Now suck it, Cindy. Suck it good... or forget having a job."

Still Cindy hesitated. Could she suck cock? Sure, she had fucked before. Plenty of times. She even had a boyfriend who fucked her every Saturday night when they went to the drive-in movies. But sucking cock? That was an entirely different matter.

Slowly she opened her mouth, her glistening lips ovaling as she prepared to taste cockmeat for the first time. Jack, impatient, suddenly pushed her head down. His fat cockhead punched between her lips, stuffing her mouth. Cindy groaned low in her throat and struggled briefly, but Jack held her fast. He liked the look of fear on her face, particularly with his cock buried several inches deep into her mouth.

"Yeahhhhhhh!" Jack hissed, watching the way her lips formed a perfect circle around his shaft. "Suck my cock you little slut!"

When Jack released Cindy's head, she stayed motionless for a long time, getting used to the taste of cock against her tongue. Then, after deciding that she would and could do anything to get the job, she slowly bobbed her head up and down. The glistening knob of his prick slipped easily between her lips and Cindy quickly learned to regulate her breathing while sucking cock When she felt her prospective employer squirm in his chair, she knew she was sucking his cock just right.