Financial Position Inspection

My next appointment was with a clueless blonde for a review of her financial position. She came to her CFP appointment alone for first time. When Stella escorted her in, I couldn't help staring at her sexy curves in a perforated white top and ankle-long, flared-bottom white skirt. The translucent skirt revealed her long and shapely legs as well as her pale blue panties. Images of sugar plums, umm pussies, danced in my head. I've been waiting for a chance to seduce her and planed to use 4/1 April Fool as a joke in case she resisted. I seated her next to my desk so I can watch her heavy breasts heave with her breathing and noticed that she was braless in the heatwave. When she crossed her legs, the near shear materiel got my dark heart racing. After staring at her investments worksheet with one eye and her puckering nipples with the other, my farce took form.

"I see we've done well so far. You haven't had your PITT inspected yet, so let's do that today. PITT is a funny financial term which, when it's out of phase, often shows up in our bodies. You're familiar with stress appearing in the 'pit of your stomach' and this is similar, but much lower. May I examine you?"

"I suppose, if it's free. You mean my feet?"

"Not that low. Here, have a cherry and leave the pit in this cup when it's clean. Please stand as you suck on it so I can prepare you. Stella, would you mix the PITT infusion and bring it in? Now Mrs. Blew, step out of your shoes as I loosen this skirt."

"What? Where are you inspecting?" Though she seemed confused, she didn't resist and stepped out of her skirt. Gorgeous legs! Stella brought in a turkey baster full of the infusion — Vodka. I noted Blew's swelling camel toe as I thumbed and removed her panties leaving her waxed mons starkly exposed in my bright office lighting. Blew's eyes widened; she covered her bare pussy then turned to see Stella watching calmly. I moved her hands away and raised her arms.

"Your blouse will likely get wet, so let's put it aside." As I raised it over her head, her heavy, bare tits fell out the bottom, but barely jiggled. Stella took all her clothes away. "There, much better. Let's get started. Hop on my desk."

"Wait. Do you get all your clients naked for financial planning?" Avoiding answering her, I sat her on the desk and put one of her feet next to her cute ass at the edge. When I sat on my chair, I put her other leg on my shoulder and slid closer. "Oh. You think my PITT is stuck in my pussy. That seems unlikely."

After putting a cherry in my mouth, I answered, "You'd be surprised how many PITTs I find this way. Right, Stella?" She grunted and moved behind me for a better view of the flawless, splayed pussy. Pushing my nose into the fragrant pussy, I nudged her clit and slid two fingers past the naive labia. "First thing I check for is the right PH inside you. You must be wet for that so I must get you to climax before I can begin." Without waiting for confirmation, I pushed my tongue deeper then licked her delicious clit. She tensed and moaned lightly. "If this makes you too uncomfortable, we can stop any time you need to. We're almost done anyway." In answer, Blew leaned back and opened her legs wider. "You're still a little dry in here, but your nipples are firming into pit shapes. That's great."

As I fingered and ate Blew, Stella moved closer and I saw she had unbuttoned her skirt to her hips and was slowly rubbing her bare pussy below her landing strip as she watched me eat our client. Her labia were as puffed as Blew's and ready for my pleasure later. With my tongue buried in Blew, I rubbed her clit with my nose until her breath became ragged and she quietly shuddered in her first, wet orgasm. This April Fool was mine! "That was great, Mrs. Blew. Now you are wet enough for me to look for PITT." Her slippery pussy and stiff little man told me she was ready for more. "Pull both legs back and apart as far as you can so I can get in deeper where they like to hide."

Inner and outer immaculate labia gaped for me as she pulled back her knees so I twisted two long fingers deep inside her and circled them around her cervix. She lurched then surrendered to my explorations. Her intoxicating nectar flowed onto my tongue and I slipped a cherry pit into her pussy. "Stella, the infusion now. Blew, don't get up when you feel the cold liquid. Hold it in until I suck it out." Stella tipped the baster into the gaping pussy, as she had done with so many others, and squirted an ounce of liquor deep inside. I had to hold Blew's legs up when she felt the cold so she didn't spray the liquor on me and the desk. "It should be warming already. Now I can float the PITT out as a pit."

Holding the warm, sexy thighs on my shoulders let me watch her pussy recover and open again for me. As Stella began fingering herself, I pushed my tongue and nose back into the beautiful blonde's open pussy and began drinking the mix of warmed liquor and tasty pussy juices. That was a heavenly blend I never tire of. As I sucked the soaked pussy clean, Stella handed me a small cloth to catch any stray drops of leaking cocktail. Blew began rotating her legs down, first onto my shoulders so I could suck her clit and lap her dripping pussy. I sucked out the cherry pit as I began shifting her G spot. She began shuddering and moaning and covered a scream with her hand. When she dropped her legs to the desk and recovered, I showed her the cherry pit.

"Got one!" I said in victory. Her eyes rounded wide and she smiled at my success. Was she really so naive? I thought it best to keep my tented slacks hidden for the moment. As I pinched a nipple, I added, "These pebbly nipples should soften shortly." She gasped and closed her eyes in pleasure. I stood and rubbed my swollen cock as I stared at her lusty, dripping pussy. When she sat up, I sat and added, "I'll analyze the pit and your PITT progress. You need to return in one week for a checkup."

Her smile turned into a pucker as she wiped her pussy then took her time dressing. Stella held her clothes for her and Blew commented, "Looks like you have a big pit in your pants. I'll assume Stella will help you with that." Too much to hide, I thrust it forward. She squeezed my cock as she reached for her clothes. "I'll umm, see you next week." She cupped Stella's bare pussy and winked at her then left. I frowned, puzzled, at the implication.

After walking to the front door with her skirt fully unbuttoned, Stella locked the door and put up a "Back in 20 Minutes" sign as I deeply inhaled through Blew's pussy cloth. She tossed her skirt onto a chair and took Blew's cloth from my face then put it on the desk. After squeezing and extracting my stiff cock, my wife, Stella lapped and sucked my Cowper's, and my cock, into her throat. She hummed a few seconds then turned and put her face on the pussy cloth before I came. As she licked Blew's juices, I fucked her swollen, soaked pussy and flooded it with my cream. We both enjoy the quick fuck that follows a PITT inspection vs. our usual, slow and intense sex.

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Bill and Barb Blew came in together a week later. Before I could assess them and choose how or if I could get her naked again, Barb introduced her husband and began to undress. "My Bill doubted that you found a pit inside me," she handed Stella her top, "so I want him to watch how you inspect me for either pit." Her bare tits collided as she stepped out of her wraparound skirt and was naked in seconds. Bill's eyes rounded and his lips twitched, but he said nothing as his beautiful, naked wife grabbed a cherry, climbed on my desk and spread her legs for me. His slacks tented before mine did. As I sucked my cherry clean, I asked Stella for the infusion liquid again. Bill seemed ready to watch me finger and eat his wife; I wasn't going to disappoint either of them. Encouraged by Barb's casual strip, Stella refilled the baster and came back with her skirt fully unbuttoned and flying open so Bill couldn't miss seeing her waxed labia — his slack's tent leapt.

When I lifted Barb's legs onto my shoulders and spread her pussy open, my ever-alert-for-trouble wife stepped against Bill and guided his hand to her swollen pussy. He slyly slid a finger up and down her lips as I pushed two fingers and my nose into his wife. As I rubbed Barb's clit with my nose, Stella also gasped. I looked back and saw Bill circling Stella's stiff clit. That was all the permission I needed to deep dive for pit. Was it enough to fuck the beauty's snug pussy on my desk?

Once again, I found Barb's pussy "too dry" and asked Stella to fill it with our infusion. She put one foot on a chair as she leaned over me and inserted the baster. When I looked back, I saw why. Bill had two fingers deep in her spread pussy and was rapidly pumping it. Barb flinched at the cold liquid filling her pussy, but leaned back to allow me to drink her special cocktail and explore for a hidden pit. As I drained the intoxicating mix, I heard a zipper open. I didn't need to look to know Stella was stripping Bill and would quickly suck him off as much to distract him from my eating his wife as to enjoy the feel and taste of strange cock. Barb climaxed just as his slacks hit the floor. She looked over and smiled as she watched Stella swallow her husband's thick cock.

My jealous cock wanted out of my slacks, but I knew where it wanted to go. As I extracted the new pit from her tight, pulsing pussy, Barb squeezed and rubbed my cock then unzipped me. When she unhooked my slacks, they fell to the floor and my commando choice was exposed. She twisted to fully stroke my leaking cock as I sucked her clit and rubbed her G. Her screaming, shuddering orgasm made us all stop and watch the beauty of her flushed, cum face. Stella's skirt flew across the room.

Before I knew it, Stella bent over the end of my desk and bit Barb's nipple as Bill fucked her hard from behind. That wasn't in my plan, but it gave my cock permission to seek its satisfaction as it lurched and bounced toward the willing pussy on my fingers. Like a heat-seeking missile, it found its target and plunged in like a bunker buster. Barb moaned and clenched my cock in her snatch, holding it in place in its vice grip. I was more than happy to savor the hot, wet warmth of her grasp. Stella's tongue found Barb's and abandoned her nipples for my fingers to twist. Barb's flinches pulsed in her nipples as her pussy squeezed my cock harder.

Stella gasped, "Oh, Al, Bill's thick cock is in my ass now. It hurt so good going in and now it's better. Oh, he's cumming in my ass! You should let him fuck your ass. You'll love it."

What was she on about? I don't swing that way. "I don't think so, hon. But if you sweep the desk, we can DP you." Everything on my desktop went quickly to the floor — except for Barb. When I tried to pull out, Barb refused to release my cock and it felt too good to fight it. She clung to me, still riding my thumping cock as I stood. Stella and Bill stood and sucked face as I shifted Barb to the side of my desk and put her on her back again. With her legs against my chest, her asshole was exposed to the others. Bill took the hint and lined up his cock under mine and stuttered into his wife's ass, barely missing my sack.

I felt his mass and heat as he slid past my cock still in her pussy. She moaned and groaned and came again when I started pumping her pussy. Stella walked around to her head and sat on her face. She tried to kiss me, but was moaning too hard from Barb's slurping her pussy. I bit her nipple and threw her into orgasm. From Barb's louder moans, I knew she was drinking my wife's cum, yet I also heard her slurping her husband's cream pie from Stella's ass.

The myriad stimuli were getting too intense for me to resist. Though I wanted to keep fucking Barb, I felt a finger rub across my round muscle and edge its way in. When I stopped resisting, the finger slipped in and began pulling the sensitive muscle in, then out, repeating several times until the pleasure and distraction were too much. I grunted and thrust into Barb several times as I filled her pussy with my special sauce. When I collapsed against Stella in a tent-like form and felt Barb's hands rub Stella's tit and my thigh, I realized the finger still twisting slowly in my ass had to be Bill's. Though I tried to pull off it, my semi stiff cock was still wedged in his wife so I had to endure the pleasure. When he twisted and push-pulled my dark hole, I tried to cum again — that never happened before. It was too soon, so my grunting thrusts shot nothing into Barb and that soon became painful. Bill withdrew and I collapsed on Barb.

As we regained our breaths with two cocks still locked in Barb, she laughed, "See, hon? I told you I could get him to fuck me as you watched. Though I didn't know Stella was his wife, I was sure she would fuck us both. Bill, come eat his cream pie." Bill slid out of her ass and allowed me to sadly leave her hot pussy. He slurped my cum from his bawdy, lusty wife. " Al, did you really think I was that naive to fall for your pit bullshit. I know you tried to make an April fool of me, so how did you like my turnabout?"

"Surprised, but not shocked, is my best answer. Surprised that you brought Bill, but not shocked when I saw him finger my wife. This is the happiest April Fool I've ever been. I think I can speak for my wife too. See you next week for a follow up?" I grinned stupidly.

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3/3/20 seminal image: dream: naked blonde on a CFP desk; he's inspecting/eating her