Calling Hours

by Kane

Lindsay was the only one at the office when I got there. Normally shift would run from 5:30 to 9:30 at night; today I had signed up for a rare midafternoon shift. I work at a University calling center, where for four hours at a time, we sell our souls for the purpose of raising money for a University that doesn't really need it. Hey, its work, and it's one of the best paying jobs on campus. As for myself, I'm a hardworking (ha) college student at said University, and because I have an odd class schedule, I'm not able to work the normal shifts, so I make up for lost hours by taking these weird afternoon shifts. Usually, I have to do them alone, or, on bad days, with my boss sitting listening to every call I make, giving me useless advice on how to improve my "raport" with the prospects. I had not been looking forward to work today, but when I saw that he wasn't in yet today (apparently our client, the University, wanted to bitch at him about how we weren't meeting our goals), but that Lindsay was, I knew that it couldn't be all bad.

Lindsay is one of those gorgeous sorority girls who wander campus, distrating all the guys and being generally unreachable. Lucky for me, I'd been able to break some ice with her over the past few weeks since she started working at the calling center. She's quite tall, almost reaching my own height of 6'0" with shoulder length brown hair, a beautiful round face, a pair of tits that only look small because she's so tall, and two legs that stretch to an ass that is just so perfect you would think it couldn't exist.

When I entered the office, she looked up and smiled, but didn't say anything because she was in the middle of a call with a prospect. I dropped my bag at the monitor next to hers and saw that she was calling Freshman parents - not something that anyone was really interrested in doing - so I smiled in sympathy and walked back to sign in and grab a tally sheet. By the time I got back, she was done with her current call.

"How's it goin?" I asked.

"Pretty boring," she replied, in her low (for a girl) melodious voice, "but I just got another two hundred bucks from this guy who's kid seems about to flunk out." As always, she spoke with a bubbly smile that was impossible not to find very attractive.

"Wow, not bad," I said. Parents are usually impossible to coerce into a donation, but I suspected that her unusual success in that group was due to her wonderful voice and amusingly flirtatious way of talking to people.

For the next forty five minutes, we went on talking and enjoying work as much as is possible, breaking off unexpectedly whenever some jackass who had nothing better to do that sit home all day and answer phone calls picked up, and we had to go through our prescripted spiel hoping for a donation. Between calls, I checked out Lindsay's awesome cleavage; through her thin white sweater, I could see a pink lacy bra which pushed her tits up and made her rack look simply devine. After one call, in which the prospective giver proved himself rediculously dense and finally hung up, I asked Lindsay how long she'd been in for today.

"Oh, about two hours now, I guess," she replied.

"Great, I think its about time for a break, huh?"

"Absolutely, these parents are giving me a headache telling me about how much they pay already and why should they give us more."

"Of course, what else would they say? I mean, its not like we actually have a good reason for wanting their donations."

As we were talking, I was signing off the monitor and removing the damn headset I had to wear. Lindsay and I walked down the hall to the vending machines to grab some snack food and soda, and I purposely waited a moment to grab my drink so I could watch her beautiful ass wiggle and sway in her tight jeans as we walked back to the office. Break was about 20 minutes long, and I needed something to take my mind off of work, and I instantly thought of the bag of marijuana I had stashed in my back pocket. Right before we got back to the office, I said, "Hey, wait." When she turned around, I pulled out the bag and said, "wanna toke up a bit?"

I could tell she wanted to, but she seemed a little wary of smoking on the job. "Won't we get in trouble?" she asked.

"Of course not," I said. "No one's around, hardly anyone's picking up the phone, what's there to worry about?"

"Well, ok," she said.

"Great, lets go out back."

At the end of the calling center, there was a door to the back alley between two of the University buildings where we'd go smoke cigarrettes during break on a normal shift. We got out there, and she lit up a cancer stick while I pulled out my rolling papers and began to prepare a big cone shaped spliff. When it was done, she looked at it and said, "Wow, thats big, are we going to be able to smoke it all in 20 minutes?"

Thinking to myself, I've got a big one I'd like you to smoke for twenty minutes, I said, "only if we hurry," and with that I lit it up and took a massive hit that left my head swimming. Holding it in, I passed the joint to Lindsay, who delicately put it to her full lips and sucked the harsh smoke into her lungs, and then coughed so hard she almost fell over. I instantly and easily caught her and held her close while she regained herself, and I caught a scent of her hair which had the light fruity smell of girl's shampoo. When she was done, she pulled back a bit, but didn't remove herself from my arms. She looked up at me and held the joint up to my lips. I blew some smoke rings at her, and took another hit from her offered hand. As I did, her other hand moved up and she ran it over my head, which is shaved bald. I will tell you, there is nothing more arousing to me than having a girl rub my head. After a moment of holding in the smoke, I blew a huge cloud down at her, which she breathed in while still rubbing my head. I took the spliff from her and held it for her to smoke with one hand, while I let my other hand drift from around her waist down to her tight, gorgeous ass.

By now she was obviously stoned and getting horney. I always find getting high to make my senses more acute and vibrant, not the least of which is touch. Her hand on my head was beginning to feel really good, and she seemed to be quite enjoying it as well. I was so engaged in that and watching her smoke the joint in my hand that I barely noticed what she was doing with her now free hand until I felt her undo the fly of my jeans. She stuck her hand in the opening and started rubbing my cock through the thin fabric of my boxers. Already semi-erect from the sensation of her rubbing my head, it was no time at all before my 8" dick was straining to get out. She then reached into my boxers and pulled my engorged cock from its confines so it was standing straight out. I took the joint from her lips as she started to stroke it with her delicate hand, and I bent down to kiss her. Her mouth came up and met mine, and as I began probing her mouth with my toungue, she began to exhale the hit she'd just taken. Surprised, and honestly a little impressed, I took in the shotgun she had for me. When she was done, I pulled back, took myself a hit, then returned the favor, while she kept stroking my cock. By now, the impressive fat jay I'd rolled had burned down to one of those annoying roaches that you can tell still has hits in it, but burns your fingers when you try to hold it. I said, "You want another hit?"

She said, "No, there's something else I want to smoke." I simply smiled and massaged her wonderful ass for a second before she knelt down and put the tip of my pole to her lips. She planted a wet kiss on the engorged head of my dick, then put her lips around it and began to suck. Up and down the shaft she went, at first only part way, but gradually, she took more and more of my cock in her mouth, all the while swirling her toungue around. The sensation was phenomenal. As I've said before, toking up makes everything feel great, and this blowjob was no exception. After a minute or two, she had her nose buried at the root of my cock, while the head pushed past into the tight confines of her esophogas. She gagged slightly, but not enough to make her mouth release its wonderful suction. Once my whole cock was in her mouth, she paused for a second, then began to slowly move up and down. I could feel the head of my dick going in and out of her throat, which constricted in a wonderful way.

Meanwhile, she began also to play with my balls, which caused my testicles to tighten up and prepared to release a tsunami of cum. By now, she was moving her head up and down in a serious pumping motion which had me ready to explode at any second. I held back for a few more seconds while I took a final hit from the joint, then released a huge load into Lindsay's mouth and down her throad. So much shot out that some spurted out from the side of her lips and dribbled down her chin. As I finished, she licked at my softening cock, cleaning the sticky spunk off of it with her toungue.

I looked at my watch. "Shit. Its been half an hour. We'd better get back in there." She looked mildly dissapointed as she pushed my cock back into my pants, but I had no intention of letting it stop there. Not yet anyway. I had yet to taste the pleasures offered by the wondrous body.

We went back in and signed on to the computers which slavishly put record after record in front of us. Every now and then, Lindsay would glance at me with a fiendish look in her eyes and lick her lips sensuously. After a few dull calls, I decided to end the boredom. While she was engrossed in talking to one of the prospects and had her back to me, I silently rolled my chair closer, reached a hand around and slid it up her loose cardigan sweater to her bra covered tit. At the contact, she jumped a little and looked back at me with a "aren't you being naughty" smile. She continued to talk to the prospect while I slowly began to massage her firm, full breast. She started breathing more heavily as I pinched her nipple through the lacy bra, and I heard the guy at the other end of her phone ask if she was all right. "No... I'm.... just fine..." she panted. I smiled as I heard him begin to explain to her again why he had no reason to give to the University; at least one of us was listening to why he was about to hang up as Lindsay was much to involved in what I was doing to her to really care about him any more. I moved my other hand under her sweater and began doing similar things to her other breast, which I knew was aching to be touched. While I began ministering to her other tit, I slid my first hand down over her smooth well-toned stomach and slid it down into her jeans. Realizing that my angle was all wrong to finger fuck her, I moved closer and undid her jeans.

Moaning softly with pleasure, she slightly lifted her ass off the chair so that I could slide her jeans down her legs. As I did so, I saw a pink bikini thong that matched the bra I had been glimpsing all day. Now, with her jeans around her knees, my hand had full access to her crotch. At first I began to rub her clit through her thin panties, but as she grew more aroused, I slid my hand into them and ran my fingertips along the lips of her delicious snatch. She was starting to get very wet, and I slipped my middle finger into her tight hole while my thumb remained on her clitoris. While rubbing with my thumb, I started to move my finger in and out of her cunt, then paused and slid in another. I was now fully finger fucking her beautiful twat, and she was thrusting her hips into my hand in time with my fingers thrusting into her. It wasn't long before she began moaning and panting heavily; then she came. Her cunt tightened around my fingers, and a gush of her fluid soaked my hand and her panties as I slowly removed my fingers from her. I put them up to her mouth, and she greedily sucked my fingers, tasting her own juices on them. Her back had been to me the whole time, and now she turned to me with a devilish look in her lust filled eyes. "I want your cock in me," she said.

"I'd be glad to oblige," I said with a smile.

We stood up, and she came to me for an intense kiss. I could taste her cum on my toungue as we made out for a moment. Then she turned around and leaned over her chair, sticking her ass up at me with the pink thong running down her luscious crack. I pulled the thong down to her ankles, and she stepped out of it and her jeans while wiggling her ass at me. I playfully smacked her bare ass cheek, and she squealed a bit. I undid my jeans and pulled them down with my boxers, letting my cock spring free of its confines.

I rubbed it up and down her ass crack for a moment, the moved the tip down to her glorious pink lips. I rubbed my dick into her cunt lips for a moment, then slowly pushed the tip into her tight fuck hole. She moaned as my cock first entered her love canal, and I paused, enjoying the sensation of my cock in her. Then, in one swift motion, I shoved my entire 8 inches into her, and she gasped. "Oh, so big... You're cock is so huge... Please, fuck me... fuck me... Oh god!" she cried in that silky voice of hers.

Of course I obliged her. I began to thrust my cock in and out of her tight snatch, marveling at the hot wet tunnel as it grasped my shaft. She was thrusting her hips back to meet mine as my balls slapped against the back of her thighs. She was moaning and gasping in pleasure as I reamed her tight cunt with my big cock. Then I felt her start to come. Her twat started to contract around my dick, and she let out a cry and began a massive orgasm. Her cunt clutched tightly around my pole, and I felt my balls tighten up as I began to blow another huge load into her. It felt like I let out a gallon of cum into her while her cunt milked it all out of me. I pulled out of her with a wet plop and a glob of cum started to drip out of her. She was drooped over her chair in the aftermath of her orgasm, but I wasn't done yet. I helped her up and caught some cum dripping from her twat and brought it to her lips. Again, she greedily sucked my fingers clean, while I pulled off her sweater.

She stood in front of me in only a bra, and I quickly helped her discard that. I bent down and put my lips to her quarter sized light pink nipple and sucked. I gave some attention to her other tit with my hand, rolling and pinching the nipple until she was again moaning and panting. I decided I wanted to do more with these perfect mounds. "Sit down," I said. "And cross your arms over your chest." She quickly understood that I wanted to titty fuck her. Smiling, she said, "You want to fuck my tits? Yeah, fuck my tits." With her arms holding them together, her tits made a perfect tunnel for my cock, and I slid it up between her cleavage. Our mingled juices made a perfect lube, and I started to thrust my cock between her tits. Lindsay lowered her chin and slurped at the head every time it came up over her collar bone. While I was fucking her tits, she looked up at me and started talking dirty. "Yeah, fuck my tits, fuck them, mmmmmm.... that feels great, keep fucking my tits. I bet you want to fuck my ass too, don't you. Yeah, you want to fuck my ass?" I smiled and nodded, then I came again, all over her tits and face. I stepped back and she began to writhe in the chair, rubbing my cum into her tits, and licking her fingers. I turned around and grabbed my soda, which I had gotten from the vending machine and took a long swig.

"Well?" I heard her say behind me.

"Well, what?" I asked.

"Are you gonna fuck my ass or what?"

I turned around and saw her bent over, her ass in the air towards me, looking at me while she fingered her clit.

"Well?"

I broke out of the hypnotic trance her swaying ass had put me in and said, "One minute, I need to replenish my fluids," and took another long swig from my soda. Then I sat down in my chair and motioned her over to me. She came gladly. I turned her around and she sat down in my lap, and turned slightly while I kissed her. My shaft stuck out between her legs, and she started to slide back and forth with my pole between her lips, sliding back and forth, covering my cock with her lubricating juices. I put my hands under her arms and lifted her slightly, and positioned my cock at the entrance to her puckered rosebud.

Slowly I lowered her down, and pressed the tip of my cock into her anus. When the head popped past her tight sphincter, she gasped and let out a slow moan. God it was tight. I continued to lower her down onto my rod, inch by long inch sliding it into her incredible anal cavity. When I was about half way in, I had to put my hands on her shoulders and start pushing down. At this point, she was beside herself with my huge cock stuffing her bowels. I could tell she was already nearing an orgasm. With one final shove I pushed her ass down and stuffed my cock in to the hilt. She went overboard. I rubbed her clit with my hand, helping her climax to continue, while she writhed around my thick pole in her back door. When she started to come down a bit, I lifted her up again, then let her slide back down my cock. Slowly, slowly, I pulled her up till just the tip of my dick was in her, then let go, letting her own weight pull her down onto my cock. As her ass loosened up a bit, she began to lift herself up and down, until she was actively fucking my hard pole. I placed my hands on her hips and helped her thrust up and down, my massive cock reaming her asshole. As she pulled up, her ass tightened, and it felt very much like my cock was being sucked; it was fantastic. With my huge dick pumping in and out of her, it wasn't long before she started one more massive climax. I again began to rub her clit, and moved my other hand to her big, bouncing tits, rolling and pinching the nipple. Then she came. Her asshole clamped around my cock so hard I thought I might never get it back, but she kept bouncing on my pole, and the suction became even more intense. I felt my self cumming, and then I erupted. I spurted a huge glob deep into her insides, then another, and another, jet after jet of thick sticky jism. Gradually, she settled down, and sat back into my lap, with my softening cock still up her poop shoot.

I looked up and saw that shift had been over for about fifteen minutes, and we had only another ten before people started coming in for the next shift. We quickly cleaned ourselves off, lingering for a moment or two for a quick kiss, and signed out. I asked Lindsay if she wanted to smoke another joint, and she said, "yeah," so I told her we should head off to my dorm where I had more pot and some interresting ideas waiting...