The Layover

David looked at the two women sharing his office, both clutching copies of his screenplay. Kaley Cuoco looked divinely sexy in a white shirt that adhered so tightly to her upper body that the lines of her abs could be seen, not to mention the points of her nipples. Her skirt was modest, but with her long, slender legs, it seemed much shorter than it was.

Beside her, Angie Harmon was tall and dark and majestic. There was no other word for it, her mane of dark hair and long, lean legs making her a giantess compared to the short, stacked Kaley, who was a full head shorter than the statuesque brunette. 

“Ladies, thank you for coming to see me on such short notice. As you know, this project is coming together very quickly, so I’m able to offer you the female roles in this script pretty much on the spot.”

“Wow!” Kaley cried jubilantly. “That’s great news!”

Angie was a bit more reserved. “Beats getting jerked around waiting for a callback,” she said in her husky, cynical voice.

“There is a downside to that,” David cautioned. “Since things are so up in the air, we haven’t quite figured out which of you is right for which role. Everyone is very excited to work with the two of you, but we’re just not sure if we should go for a sort of typecasting or maybe switch things up and have you in less intuitive roles. You’ve read the script?”

“Oh yeah,” Kaley replied. “It’s great. Top-tier stuff.”

“I skimmed it,” Angie said. 

“Well, in case either of you have forgotten, I’ll try to refresh your memory. The movie’s an erotic thriller about a married ad exec, Michael. His wife is named Diana. The man is seduced by a new, young secretary at his workplace, named Tasha, but when she tries to break the marriage apart, she finds that the couple are a pair of bondage enthusiasts who turn the tables on her, making her their sex slave.”

“Oh wow,” Kaley muttered, blushing. She raised a hand to her chest. “I might not’ve… gotten that far.”

“We were thinking you for Tasha and Angie for Diana.”

“So I dom her for stealing my man?” Angie asked, nodding. “I could get into that.”

“Of course, if you aren’t believable in those roles, we could switch things around.”

“I mean, I could be submissive,” Kaley said, “but I think I’m more of a dominatrix? No offense, Angie, but I think you should be the other woman and I should be the wife.”

“Well, this is why we have these auditions,” David said. “Let’s just do a bit of improv and see how you react naturally. I’ll get us started.”

Standing up from behind his desk, David unzipped his fly and hauled out his cock.

Kaley stared roundly at it, taken by the sheer beauty of how massive engorged it was. It was only half-hard, but already almost a foot long, with milky precum clinging to the loose foreskin.

“Oh my God,” she muttered breathlessly. “Is that thing rea—“

From behind, Angie gave her a shove, sending her careening onto the top of David’s desk. 

“Forgot what it looks like already, huh?” Angie asked, her husky voice now haughty and arrogant. “I guess any woman who would try to steal another woman’s husband would be slutty enough to have seen a lot of cocks. Still, I don’t think many men have a dick like that. That’s why I can’t blame you for trying to seduce my Michael. Stay the fuck down,” Angie hissed as Kaley started to get up, putting a hand on her back to keep her down on the desk and in front of David’s cock. It was getting harder and harder, Kaley going cross-eyed as she watched it swell before her. “Michael already told me everything. You threw yourself at him like a whore and that’s how he fucked you. Like a whore. I would’ve thought getting broken in by a prick like that would’ve been enough for you, but if you’re hungry for more, I’ll let Michael give you some. Just remember. That doesn’t belong to you, baby. It’s mine. It just so happens I like seeing what happens to other women when they try to take that cock.” She flashed David a look, smiling dangerously at him. “Go on, husband. I don’t mind a little competition. I don’t think anyone can suck your cock as good as I do.”

Now finally seeming to overcome her disbelief, Kaley lifted David’s cockhead with the tips of her fingers and flicked her tongue out, running it through the thick layer of precum that was running down his glans.

“Mmmmm,” Kaley moaned, closing her mouth around his knob and working her way down his shaft. As she went down David’s length, Kaley felt him throbbing, his cock stiffening even harder. She even felt Angie give her an approving caress, fingers running through her gleaming blonde hair.

“Delicious, isn’t it?” Angie asked, as if able to tell Kaley was nuzzling her tongue under David’s glans, lapping up even more of his precum. “Maybe you do know how to suck dick.”

“Sure feels like it!” David grunted. Kaley was now bobbing her blonde head up and down on his member, and David’s pleasure increased each time she dropped her mouth down his cock. “I don’t know where the fuck she’s putting it, but I think she can take it all!”

“Wouldn’t that be nice?” Angie breathed, walking around the desk to sit down on David’s side, right beside Kaley’s prostrate body and the blowjob she was giving Angie’s ‘husband’. “It could be I underestimated her. Most little girls get scared off by a really big dick—but some of them relish the challenge. I did.”

Kaley cupped David’s hairy balls, rolling them around against her stuffed cheeks as her stretched lips fully met his crotch. She rubbed her nose in David’s thick pubic hair, gulping tightly, her sucking lips drawing in some of the wrinkled skin of David’s balls. David sighed disbelievingly and even Angie looked impressed. Kaley smiled to herself, feeling the delicate vibrations of a load of cum getting ready for her.

Kaley pulled away from David’s crotch, his prick as hard as steel, the tip of it quaking against the roof of her mouth. “Rub my pussy, Diana,” she moaned, looking up at Angie. “You should know how hard it is to give your husband a good blowjob. And Michael—fuck my mouth. Fuck it like a pussy!”

Chuckling dryly to himself, David flung Kaley’s body around on the desk, slapping her down on her back and mounting her, straddling her chest, his knees in her armpits. Angie laughed too, moving into David’s warm chair, finding Kaley’s skirted midsection right in front of her. 

David held Kaley’s head in both hands, driving his prick fully into her mouth, while Angie reached under Kaley’s skirt and massaged her thighs, finding to no surprise that Kaley’s flesh was trembling and responsive. As David’s balls slapped into the hollow of Kaley’s throat, he gave a low, growling sound of enjoyment, while Angie reached between Kaley’s legs and made her feel a sharp spasm of pleasure.

“God, this is better than a pussy!” David gasped, pushing himself harder into Kaley’s throat. “Shit! You little cocksucker! I’m gonna fill your mouth so full of cum you’ll be breathing it!”

“MMMMMMMMMMMMM!” Kaley moaned, reaching down to the swell of Angie’s hand under her skirt, trying to force it more fully against her slick pussy. Angie was stronger than her though, and fought back, her hand only brushing against Kaley’s sex. When it touched her clit, Kaley felt a minor surge inside her passage, waves of pleasure washing through her flesh.

“Jesus, you must really like having two doms,” David said, amazed that the innocent-seeming young woman could suck with such intensity. “Make me come and I’ll tell my wife to get you off.”

Kaley could barely imagine that. It was already so good. Her mouth and throat were full of his manhood, his burgeoning scrotum down on her throat, almost choking her, filled with the delicious cum that could relieve the growing itch at the back of her throat. Another ripple of ecstasy jerked through her, making her purse her lips tighter. She felt Angie settle her palm against her sex, fingers and thumb gripping to exert pressure on all of her womanhood.

“Yeah!” David groaned. “Your mouth is just milking my cock! Get ready, baby. Get ready, because I’m gonna give you all of it!”

“Uh-uh,” Angie said stridently, her voice allowing no discussion. “I’m your wife, remember? I get the fucking money shot.”

“Of course, wifey,” David said. “How could I forget?”

Angie left Kaley’s cunt, her fingers dripping wet, to come around to the end of the desk and kneel down by Kaley’s face. Kaley herself looked up at David with wide-eyed panic, trying to protest the sudden loss of his swelling cock, but David held down her head and Angie further pulled on her hair, holding her in place as David deprived her of his prick. 

Then, cheek to cheek with Kaley, he drove it into Angie’s mouth, her throat, the brunette taking him easily right before he came, feeding her an orgasm of blooming heat and pungent semen. Kaley could only watch as Angie’s cheeks bulged and her throat worked in pitching gulps, taking down the excess seed but still leaving her cheeks bloated with a full load of his cum. 

Angie’s eyes rolled back in her head, even her senses taxed by the overwhelming strain of taking in so much in such a powerful display. David ran his hand fondly through her hair, then gripped it tightly, holding her steady as he worked himself out of her overstressed mouth. With his deflating cock out from between her lips, he slapped its sticky heat against Kaley’s face, the younger woman groaning with slight relief from her own roiling lust to feel a fraction of what Angie had gotten. 

He took his cock away, a gossamer strand of his saliva-infused cream connecting it to Kaley’s adorable features for a moment before he was clear. Then Angie, recovering her wits, bent over Kaley and opened her mouth, dislodging what looked like a pint of David’s cum all over Angie’s face and inside her open mouth. At the tail-end of the deluge, Kaley’s tongue was extended for more, while Angie’s was out of her mouth with a disdainful-looking spitting motion. The two tongues collided, sparking with each other while wet with David’s seed, and as if by magic, the two women were drawn together in a sperm-soaked kiss, the sight of which was so erotic that David’s cock summoned up a last vestige of hardness and leaked out a last trickle of semen. 

And, as if supernaturally attuned to the smallest trace of fresh cum, the two women turned on him. David rearranged himself quickly, sitting down on the desk while the blonde and the brunette knelt before him, their two mouths dueling over his cum-dripping cock, and showing almost equal enthusiasm for kissing each other’s slimy mouths and licking the sperm from one another’s faces. David leaned back on his hands, happy their lust for each other gave his sensitive, exhausted prick some downtime. 

“Think we got the part?” Angie asked as Kaley caressed her face, rubbing David’s cum into her exquisite features.

“What part?” Kaley asked innocently.

Between their faces, David’s cock was growing hard once more.