The Security Guard

He watched breathlessly as she reached behind her for the bra clasp. She was a little old for Amos, but she was so hot that it really didn’t matter. Her bra jumped off her chest, as the clasp came undone. She let it slide down her arms, giving Amos his first view of her fabulous breast.
“Oh, baby you are so fucking sweet,” he gasped, holding his cock through the material of his jeans. He adjusted the focus on the camera until it was just right, then sat back breathlessly waiting for the panties to come off. She grabbed the belt buckle, jerked it open, then unsnapped her pants. She forced them down with a brief struggle, then stood facing the mirror in her black panties. Amos knew this would look perfect on tape. He would make a fortune, with a few more women like her. Her breast were firm, they jiggled at each slight move of her body. As she bent forward to slide down her black panties, they hung out in front of her, just begging to be held. Then she stood and he had a perfect view of her naked beauty.

“Oh mama,” he moaned, kneading his cock in his pants. It was aching, begging for a hot, wet pussy to fuck. But once more there was none around. He needed to make arrangements, if he was to continue his new hobby. She had a perfect body, slender arms and legs, an ample chest, and full beautiful hips that begged to be held, as a hard cock was rammed up her ass. She had a small black pelt of hair above her pussy. As she stepped forward to retrieve the new panties, he saw the darker area around her pussy. The pussy itself had almost no pussy lips, it was small, almost girl-like. The ass was round and perfect.

Amos licked his lips and leaned closer. He was shaking now. His mouth was dry. He focused on her pussy until she pulled the new panties up and covered it. His attention moved to her tits. They jiggled so nicely when she moved. It was a shame to cover them in the black sports bra. She stood tall and turned this way and that, admiring her figure in the mirror. It was worth admiring. In fact it was perfect. Her husband was a lucky dude, Amos thought as he ogled her slender body. He watched breathlessly while she removed the new underwear and tried on the blue teddy. It was magnificent.

By the time that she changed back into her original clothes, and went up to the check-out counter, there was a wet spot on the front of Amos’ jeans. His balls were aching with pent-up, restrained passion. He wanted to get Gloria into the booth, but how? He was sure he could fuck her, if he could ever get her alone. She seemed cordial, innocent, and interested.

Amos used one of the spare cameras to search for Gloria. It was Friday, she sometimes took Friday off to take care of her invalid mother. To his disappointment, he discovered that she was nowhere in the store. Was there anyone else? No, the women were either hostile, vague, or nervous around him. He had no chance with them, at least not in one day. Maybe if he worked on one for a while…

Amos noticed movement toward the changing room. He slid over to look at the screen. It was a huge cow of a woman. She must go 300 or 400 pounds. He watched out of idle curiosity, but was actually relieved when she left the booth. No more of that shit, he decided. Over the next two hours fifteen people used the booths. The women never changed out of their underwear, and the men didn’t interest him.

“Come on,” he whispered, looking at the clock. It was 2:00 o’clock, three hours before quitting time. He wanted some action. Maybe he could take his tape home and screw Ruth, while watching it.

His wishes were suddenly fulfilled when two sweet young schoolgirls headed for booth number two, with an armload of clothing. Giggling and talking in an intimate fashion that only young women could get away with, they stripped one item of clothing at a time, then stood naked, admiring each other in the mirror as they talked of school, boys, or shopping.

Amos sat with his eyes glued to the screen. He couldn’t believe his luck. There they stood, stark naked in all their splendid, youthful glory, chatting away, while he sat ogling their heavenly nakedness at his ease.
“You sweet little bitches,” he growled, while digging his huge, throbbing cock out of his pants. “You sweet little fucking bitches,” he said, while stroking his enormous cock in his right hand. They went through three changes of underwear, while he watched breathlessly, stroking his penis in his hand.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN HERE!!!” The blast of Ellen’s voice made him suddenly aware of her presence, directly behind him. His cock began to wilt in fear. He would be canned, and kicked out in disgrace. He wouldn’t be able to work as a dog groomer, much less a security guard. There she was, standing beside him, looking down in scorn and disgust at the cock in his hand.
“Ah… personal inspection,” he mumbled.
“Say what?”
“My cock itched so I scratched it.”
“You lying fuck. You were watching those girls and jerking off.”
“So what? What the fuck do you want?” he asked in annoyance, shoving his cock back into his pants.
“You’re even recording them,” she screeched, slapping the off button on the vcr. He looked back at the screen and saw the blonde of the two slipping on a pair of panties. He felt his cock hardening, even under such extreme circumstances.

“Get the fuck out of here,” she screamed, standing so her body covered the screen.
“Fuck off, I don’t work for you. You get your own fat ass out of here. Now, before I kick it,” he yelled, leaping to his feet. By standing he forced her back against the counter. She looked a little surprised as he towered over her, glowering down at her face, then her breasts, which looked enormous in the thin white cotton blouse. He’s never seen her out of uniform before. She was pudgy around the waist, and sort of ugly, but those tits were fantastic, especially when he was as horny as he was now. Once again he looked at the young girls over her shoulder. The black haired girl was bent over, pulling on her panties, while the blonde finished snapping a bra and turning it around so the snaps were on the back. They were hot little bitches, but if he couldn’t have them, what about having Ellen? He felt a little sick as he thought of it, but his cock was hard, demanding attention.

He leaned forward until his chest touched her’s, the bulge of his cock slid up to touch her pelvis. She looked down in surprise.
“Wh… what are you doing?” she asked, a little fearfully.
“When’s the last time you had a good fuck, Ellen?”
“I… none of your business,” she said defensively.
“Maybe not, but I can give you one now.”
“Why would you do that? You don’t even like me.”

“I don’t have to like you to fuck you,” Amos said, placing his hands on her enormous breasts. She shuddered under his touch, but didn’t scream or struggle to escape. Her eyes fluttered closed and she leaned slightly against him. He unbuttoned her blouse with shaking hands and pulled it open. He was amazed to see that she was wearing a man’s t-shirt. He gave her closed eyes a skeptical look, then pulled the t-shirt up and over her head. She was not exactly a supermodel, but he had nothing else at hand to fuck, except his own hand. Ellen was better than his hand, barely.

He cupped her mellon-like breasts in his hands and kneaded them while twisting her nipples with his thumbs. She melted, settling back to the counter, looking a lot like a big white female Buddha.

Suddenly her eyes flew open. She looked up at his face hopefully, then down at his crotch. Before he knew what was happening, her fumbling fingers yanked down his trowsers and his shorts with them. He was naked from the waist down. His huge cock thrust out before him like the tail of an ox. Her hands went to it immediately. She pushed him away and sank to her knees. Before he could stop her, her mouth engulfed the end of his cock, then half of it’s length disappeared down her throat. Amos was big, nearly 11 inches long and three inches thick. He was surprise to see so much of his cock disappear into a human mouth. He was big.

But she did swallow his huge cock and she seemed to enjoy it. Amos did too. He felt his knees melting as her buttery soft mouth slid back and forth on his cock. He stumbled back until the chair hit the back of his legs. He fell into the chair with a loud crash.

Ellen eagerly followed his swinging dick with an open mouth. The moment he settled into the chair, she leaped on his cock with her open mouth and swallowed him. It was just what he needed. He watched the two beautiful girls on the screen, while Ellen’s head bobbed up and down in his lap. He looked down occasionally, because he liked the contrast between her white hand, and light brown hair, against his own dark brown skin. She wasn’t his pick as an ideal mate, but damned she sure knew how to suck a dick. He felt his balls churning already, and she had only been going at it for 5 or 6 minutes. He normally lasted 15 or 20 at least, but he was about to explode in her mouth.

“Oh fuck, I’m going to cum,” he growled, looking down at Ellen. She smiled up at him, while continuing his blowjob.
“Uh-huh,” she said eagerly.
“Oh fuck!” he yelled, mindless of the other’s in the building, or the offices next door. “Oh, suck me, bitch,” he hissed, holding the back of her head down with both hands. He pushed her head up and down on his cock, feeling the fire building to the point of explosion.

“Oh fuck!” he screamed. His cock began spurting cum into Ellen’s eager mouth. She chocked for a moment, then sucked madly until she caught up. He felt spurt after spur shoot down his long, fleshy tube, into her warm lips. Sucking his cock like a straw, she ran her hand up and down it’s length, milking the last few drops of hot cum out to her waiting lips. She finally stopped and waited for him to quiet. His orgasm seemed to go on for a long time, gradually diminishing one small tremor at a time. He grew aware of Ellen, looking up and waiting, with her hot mouth still wrapped around his cock, sucking gently. He pulled her head up and looked her in the face.

“That was good, Ellen, real fucking good.”
“Thanks. Can you still fuck me?”
“Not yet, give me a few minutes to get hard again,” he said, now finding it hard to look her in the face. Despite all her talents, she was still one ugly bitch. He looked up at the security screen and found the girls gone. Too bad, and Ellen had turned off the tape, so he couldn’t watch them later.