How far will some people go to achieve those things that are important to them? A question as old as man. And as long as people have goals they feel are important, they will go to great lengths to fulfill those goals.
Examples can be found everywhere that the end justifies the means for people whose personal achievement, or success, or personal desires, is the only thing that really matters.
HOT NURSES is the story about a hospital staff whose members will do anything to satisfy their sexual desires-even if it means plotting and scheming to assure secrecy. Although many people might consider their behavior to be perverted because of their personal goals, they cannot argue with the happiness each is destined to find.
A startling story that provides insight into the happiness that can be gained from what society considers taboo.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Paul Littner pushed Kitty's hand off his hard, throbbing cock. He tried his best to look stem and disapproving but it didn't work.
"Cut it out, Kitty," he demanded, trying to zip up his pants. "For Christ sake, what if someone came in! You know how Dr. Connor feels about sex. We could both lose our jobs!"
Kitty put her hands on her hips. Then she giggled naughtily. "Oh, Paul, you're Such an old prude! Dr. Connor's not going to come in. He's all tied up going over the records with Greta. You know how she is if everything doesn't check out. Why they'll be at it for hours!"
Paul grinned. Kitty was right. If Dr. Connor was tied up with Greta Simpson, he'd be lucky to get through balancing the records by midnight. Greta Simpson was a spinster. She had worked her way up to night supervisor at Oak Bend Hospital, and she was very aware of her tremendous responsibility. When it came time for an accounting of the supplies, Greta Simpson was tediously thorough.
"Well ... how about it super stud?" Kitty teased. "Don't tell me that you're going to miss out on this."
Paul swallowed hard as Kitty unabashedly raised her skirt. She wore the regulation white stockings and a skimpy little pink lace garter belt. That was where her similarity to a nurse's uniform stopped. Kitty was wearing absolutely nothing else under her close-fitting white uniform.
"Jesus!" Paul yelped. "Kitty! You're not wearing any ... any ... well, you know ... panties! You're not wearing any panties under your uniform. Jesus Christ, you'd better not let Greta catch you like that. She'd fire you in a minute if she thought you were being unprofessional."
"Don't worry," Kitty rasped. "I'm not about to let Greta look under my uniform and it doesn't show from the outside. You didn't notice before, did you?"
"No...." Paul answered thoughtfully. "But I'm sure gonna notice now. I'm not gonna be able to concentrate on anything else all night."
Paul reached out and grabbed Kitty's full, quivering tits. Then they both heard the clanging of a bell.
"Oh, shit!" Kitty moaned. "Mrs. Olsen must have hit the wrong button again. I keep telling her not to ring the one beside the bed unless it's an emergency."
She patted Paul's head comfortingly. "I'll go see for sure, before she wakes up all our patients. Why don't you go make your rounds and we'll meet back here in fifteen minutes."
She didn't give Paul time to object. She straightened her tight skirt and opened the door, smoothing her hair with her other hand. She turned and blew him a kiss.
"Fifteen minutes!" she hissed and walked swiftly down the corridor in her quiet, rubber-soled shoes.
Paul swore softly. Just when he had finally decided to fuck Kitty, that damn bell had to ring. Now he would have to make his rounds with a hard-on.
CHAPTER TWO
Donna McAlister was sitting in the nurses lounge. She was daydreaming about Alex Cord, as usual. Alex was shut up in the lab, running the results of the day's tests. He had no idea that Donna was thinking about him, and maybe it was a good thing. Alex Cord wasn't the kind of a man who would be interested in shy, retiring Donna McAlister!
Donna had been secretly in love with Alex ever since she had started working at the small private hospital. She had watched Alex make his way through a legion of beautiful nurses, never dating them more than once. She had gone home and dreamed of how, someday, he might stop in the hall and actually look at her ... look at the girl who had been saying a cheerful hello to him for a year and a half now. That didn't happen though. Alex always returned her hello, but that was as far as it ever went. He never sought her out when she was on the floor and he never sent for her to help him when he got swamped in the lab. For all practical purposes, Alex didn't even know that she was alive!
Donna was alone in the lounge. Kitty was off on the floor somewhere and Greta was in conference with Dr. Connor. She was the only nurse on break.
Donna didn't mind being alone. That gave her even more time to think about Alex and to indulge her private fantasies. Right now she was pretending that Alex had asked her out on a date.
"How could I have ever missed seeing you, all these months?" he would say in a surprised tone of voice. "You're beautiful, Donna! So beautiful and sweet that I've got to ask you to marry me!"
They would have a beautiful wedding, she in stately white and he in a tuxedo. They would invite all the right people. They wouldn't be able to keep their eyes off each other all during the reception following the ceremony and they would sneak away as soon as possible to the wedding suite.
Donna glanced uneasily toward the door and then she ran her fingers down her long, silky body. Alex was in bed with her now, his muscles taut and gleaming. His gentle hands were petting her all over, bringing her to new heights of passion with his touch alone. He would know just how to caress her, just how to bring her to a wonderful, beautiful climax.
She pretended that she wasn't touching her pussy. It was Alex! Alex was doing those lovely, familiar, sweet things to her hot, wet pussy. Alex's fingers had found her budding clit and was rubbing it gently. Alex was kissing her neck and hair while his hands were busy sending tingling spasms through her whole body.
Donna shuddered with passion. She slid her hand between her silky thighs and pulled aside the thin lace crotchband of her bikini panties. She ran her fingers through the silky muff of her beaver and pretended that her hand was the hand of Alex Cord. She shivered and repressed a delighted squeal as it touched the naked little bump of her throbbing clit.
"Ummmmmm," she moaned softly. Then she glanced quickly at the door to the lounge. Quickly she got up and locked it. She could always say that the lock must have slipped on behind her. If she answered the door quickly enough, no one would suspect any different.
Soon Donna's slim fingers were right back where they had been. She cautioned herself to be quiet. There were nurses and doctors passing in the hall. She had to remember not to make any loud noises.
Silently, she began to rub her sensitive little clit. She pretended that Alex was playing with her pussy, frigging her pulsing joy button with his clever, strong fingers. It felt wonderful. Sharp bursts of pleasure radiated through her slim body. Her pussy throbbed and pulsed. She knew what she needed ... she needed to come. Her pussy smacked and gushed with searing need!
If only Alex were really here, she would let him sink his hard cock into her tiny virgin cunt. She needed a man ... a hard cock to fill up her empty, hungry pussy. She knew that Alex was the man. She knew it would be perfect with him. Now all she had to do was to figure out how to bring him around to the same way of thinking.
Donna used the very tip of her finger to massage her clit. She felt the sugary thrills shoot through her pussy, making her whole body shake with passion. Every time she touched her sensitive little love button, creamy pussyjuice spurted out of her virgin pussyhole and soaked her with creamy hot liquid.
Donna poked her finger a bit deeper into her swollen pussy. She carefully passed her puffy pussylips and traveled down the slippery channel of her cunt. She found the snapping, flooding hole of her cuntmouth and circled it teasingly with the tip of her finger. It snapped back at her, trying to pull her finger right inside.
"Uuummmmm!" she moaned, doing her best to muffle the ecstatic little cries that rose to her lips and threatened to come out in full, passionate screams.
Donna couldn't wait any longer now. She thought about the most exciting part of her fantasy ... the part where Alex sank his hard, throbbing cock into her virgin pussy and gave her the wild, wonderful thrills that she had only read about.
Donna imagined how thick his cock would be. It would be terribly hard and firm, sticking straight up from his crotch. It would be fringed with a thick curling of black cockhair and it would look like a meaty pole, thick and dangerous to everyone but her.
Donna shuddered just imagining what Alex would look like. Her slim finger started to peek into the dark, steaming recesses of her cunt. She wondered how many fingers to try. She would start with one and then see how many more she could push into her snug little pussy.
Donna opened her legs wide. She pulled her panties way over to the side so that she had room to indulge her delightful fantasy. Then she slowly pushed the tip of one slim finger into the wet, hot hole of her cuntmouth. The tip of her finger went a little deeper and her tight virginal muscles pulsed and shivered.
She slipped her fingertip in farther. Then she made a fucking motion back and forth, in and out, a fast pumping motion with the tip of her finger in her scalding cunt.
Suddenly Donna hit a barrier. She stopped with a gasp of pain. There it was-her cherry. Her own cherry was keeping her finger from going in any deeper.
Donna shivered. She couldn't seem to stop trying, even if it hurt dreadfully. She probed again gently. She wanted to see just how thick and wide her cherry really was.
She felt the tight tissue stretched over her spasming cunt tunnel. Little stabs of pain stabbed through her whole pussy as she hit her taut barrier again and again.
"Oooooh!" she moaned. "Oooooh! It hurts!"
Then she thought about Alex and how he would fuck her cherry right out. How he would push forward with a gentle, yet persistent motion, plunging his hard prick farther and farther into her pulsing pussytunnel. He would be through her cherry before she even knew what had happened. She was sure that Alex was an expert at fucking virgins. After all, he had so much experience that at least part of it had to be with inexperienced girls.
Then Donna had a sobering thought. She almost pulled her finger right out of her pussy, the thought was so frightening.
What if Alex didn't want to be bothered with a virgin? What if he preferred experienced girls and wouldn't even consider dating someone who didn't know anything about sex other than what she'd read in a sex manual?
Donna quickly put the thought out of her mind. She wouldn't even think of it, not while her finger was buried in her steaming cunt.
Donna sucked in her breath and visualized Alex's big cock thrusting firmly through her tight barrier and plunging to the back of her spasming pussy. That was better. Her pussy was tingling all over again, just as it had before.
Donna ignored the little stabs of pain she felt at the invasion of her tiny fingertip. Her hips shook and twisted. Her thighs clamped tightly around her hand and drew her finger in even farther. They kept her fingertip imprisoned in the soft, hot smooth folds of her throbbing pussy.
Donna's tight cunt sucked and pulled at her finger. She couldn't help but twist it around and around. Then her finger went deeper and deeper, sliding right past her tight cherry and entering the hot depths of her spasming pussy tunnel.
"Aaaaagh!" Donna yelped. At first she thought that she had broken her cherry with her finger. Then she pulled her finger out and examined her pussy carefully. No, it was still there. She had just slipped her slim, narrow finger past it in a way that she never had before.
Donna pulled out her little purse mirror. She gazed curiously at her open pussy. She could imagine that it was Alex who was looking at her pussy and she felt a gush of juice flow from her trembling cunt.
Donna saw how her soft, silky beaver curls J framed the pink open lips of her pussy. She saw the creamy honey that gushed from her pussy-mouth and gathered in a shimmering pool in the depths of her cuntal slit. She saw the way her pussy muscles quivered making her whole cunt shake and tremble in passion.
Donna gazed at her clit, stretching from under its tented hidden place. Its head was red and throbbing. It stuck straight out and pulsed, waiting for the touch of her fingertip. Donna touched it curiously. She felt the electric shocks run through her body, and her clit pulsed and throbbed, begging for more touches.
"Oooooooh!" she moaned, heatedly. "That feels so good, Alex. Play with my clit darling! Make me come with your finger!"
Donna was completely lost in her fantasy. Her finger had become Alex's and that made her lewd manipulations all the more exciting. Her hips swiveled and bucked, spreading her pussy open wider and wider, ready for the magic touch of her finger.
She ran her fingertip along one side of the little root of her clit and then the other. She could feel her tit swelling up and her nipples poked straight out and became hard and rubbery.
Donna looked into her mirror again. Her pussy was all pink and swollen and she could see the tiny hole in the middle of her cherry plainly now. She didn't know why she hadn't discovered it earlier. If . she aimed her finger just right, she could poke her fingertip right through the hole and into the raging tunnel of her slick, quivering pussy.
Donna spread her cuntlips wide with the fingers of one hand. Then she watched carefully in the mirror. She saw her pussymouth stretch wide open with lust, and she made the tip of her slim finger touch the tiny hole in her cherry. Then she pushed forward.
She saw her finger go through. It disappeared from her sight into the dark red recesses of her moist pussy. Then she felt it worming its way up the tunnel of her spasming cunt.
"Aaaaaah!" she sighed. "Oooooh! Darling Alex! Fuck me good!"
She leaned back lewdly, spreading her legs wide. Her hand was firmly braced against her quivering pussy. It wasn't going to be shaken loose with the quivering and shaking of her "hips or the swiveling of her quivering asscheeks. She was going to keep her finger in her spasming cunt until she came!
Donna's cunt squeezed and sucked at the tip of her finger. Its silky depths shook and spasmed. She could feel her titties swell up and tremble and her body was consumed with a terrible heat.
"Oooooh, darling!" she squealed. "Fuck me, darling! Alex! Fuck me good!"
Donna squeezed her eyes shut. She could picture the image of his cock perfectly. She knew just how wonderful it would look. It would be huge and throbbing, practically bursting with juicy sperm. The head would be all red and swollen and it would look like a huge mushroom.
Donna shook in passion. Imagining Alex's prick was making her so horny that she could scarcely keep from screaming out her lust.
She squirmed and thrashed. Her hips swiveled, twisting around her finger imbedded in her hot, flooding cunt. She began to fuck her wet pussy frantically, trying to be careful not to make too much of a fuss at the same time. It was almost impossible though. Just picturing Alex's prick and pretending that it was doing all those exciting, naughty things to her, made her want to yell out loud for joy.
Donna could feel her asscheeks shaking. Her pussylips were puffy and terribly hot. They were dripping with her cunt honey. Her whole cunt was a pool of fiery, liquid pleasure.
"Ah! Oooooooh, Alex!" she whimpered. Her hips arched and shook. Her hot cuntflesh spasmed around her finger drawing it deep in her cunthole. She squeezed her clit harder and harder and shook her hand in a frenzy. She was almost there.
She twisted her head toward the door. She knew that she was acting foolishly, playing with her pussy like some schoolgirl, but she couldn't help it. She had to come. She just had to.
Then it was happening. Her pussy clenched and squeezed in magical contractions around her finger. The room seemed to swirl around her and there was a buzzing in her ears. She almost fainted with the joy of coming. It was Alex ... Alex who had made her come so hard. It was her finger in her pussy, but soon it would be Alex's cock. All she had to do was to figure out a plan to seduce him.
Her cuntmouth trembled and shook. It squeezed and spasmed. It shot out a gush of honey that coated her whole hand in hot juice. It made her tingle all over and feel like shouting for joy. It was the best climax she had ever had!
Donna jerked her finger from her trembling cunt. She fumbled for a Kleenex and wiped up the pool of honey on her thigh. Then she sighed deeply.
She had certainly taken a chance. If Greta had happened to use her key on the locked door, she would have been fired for sure. Greta certainly wouldn't understand the pleasures of the flesh. Why Greta was so prim and proper that she probably undressed in the dark so she wouldn't see her own body.
Donna straightened her cap. She pulled down the skirt of her uniform and gave a glance over her shoulder, to her reflection in the wall mirror. She looked like the soul of propriety. No one would ever guess that she had been sitting in a chair with her finger up her pussy, only a few moments earlier.
CHAPTER THREE
If Greta Simpson had known what Donna thought of her, she would have been pleased. She had spent her whole life trying to make up for one silly mistake she had made. Even now, she couldn't bear to think of it without blushing, Greta had been fifteen when it had happened. Her father had caught her down by the pond with the boy from the neighboring farm. He had popped Greta's cherry only a week before and they were eagerly .discovering the joys of sex under a warm summer sky.
Greta's father had been furious. He had beaten Greta within an inch of her life. He had bad-mouthed her until the day he had died and he had never forgiven her for her ungodly conduct.
Greta knew that her father was old-fashioned. She knew that his standards of morality were spawned from a rigid, Puritan upbringing that didn't reflect the times. She knew that she shouldn't let her father's terrible disapproval affect her whole life.
It did though. Greta couldn't bring herself to let another man touch her. She knew that she was being foolish. She couldn't seem to do it though. She longed to have a man's body pressed to her own ... to feel the raging hardness of his lusting prick. Lord knew, she had tried, but always, at the last minute, Greta had backed out. Most men had left her alone after one such experience. They had slammed out of her apartment, frustrated and puzzled, and they hadn't bothered calling her for a date again. Greta had given up dating now. She knew that there was no way that she could solve her hang-up about sex by herself, but she had given up on finding a man to help her with it. She was resigned to being an old maid, practically a virgin, unless you wanted to count two stolen nights of passion years and years ago.
Greta had taken to wearing her hair in a bun. She avoided make-up. She never used perfume. She was a perfect example of a sexless spinster. If she looked untouchable, she would avoid problems with men.
Thus far, Greta had done just fine. Men avoided her like the plague. She didn't encourage them and she was very cool toward them. They knew there-was no chance to fuck her and they wouldn't dream of trying.
Greta forced her mind back to the task at hand.
Dr. Connor was impatiently checking over the list of supplies again. Greta wished that he'd just take her word for the fact that everything was in order.
Dr. Connor was careful though. He always checked everything himself.
Greta wondered whether Dr. Connor was getting along any better with his wife. She had heard stories, just like everyone else at the hospital had. They heard that Mrs. Connor liked to hang around at the pick-up bars and make eyes at the musicians. Rumor had it that she had taken her turn with every one of the guys in a leading band. Greta hoped that the rumors weren't true. Dr. Connor was really a nice man, He spent a lot of time at the hospital and he was never too tired to take duty in a pinch. She hoped that he didn't have problems at home. A bad wife could cause a doctor to make mistakes. Greta had seen it happen before. A doctor needed all the support he could get from his staff and from his wife as well.
Just then Dr. Connor turned and smiled at her. "Greta, you're an absolute wonder!" he exclaimed. "When you took over this job the records were an absolute mess. Now you've straightened them out and made our bookkeeping more efficient."
Greta beamed. "Thank you, Doctor," she replied, trying not to act too undignified. The truth of the matter was that Greta was thrilled. At last Dr. Connor had recognized her ability as an administrator. Now if she could only get him to recognize her as a woman.
Greta blushed. She hadn't meant to think anything like that. After all, Dr. Connor was a married man. He was attractive though, and if his wife was really the slut that everyone said she was....
Greta quickly caught her thoughts in time. She knew that it was shameful to be thinking that way about Dr. Connor. She didn't know why he affected her that way. She just knew that if any man could help her get over her problem about sex, that man would be Dr. Connor.
"Is it too warm in here?" Dr. Connor asked, noticing Greta's flushed face. "Perhaps we should open the door to get some ventilation."
Greta nodded. She was glad that Dr. Connor didn't know why her face was red. She was sure that he'd never understand.
Dr. Connor opened the door and turned back to the work at hand. In a way, he was sorry that the door was open. Greta" had looked so pretty with her flushed face and dreamy eyes. He had felt a tingling warmth shoot through his body, just looking at her and knowing that they were together in a room with the door closed. He had even thought about making a pass-not a heavy one-maybe just touching her shoulder or putting his arm lightly around her waist. Oh, well, there was no use thinking about it now. The door was open and rules must be observed. He wouldn't want his employees getting the wrong idea about him. He wanted them to think that he was all business.
CHAPTER FOUR
Donna scratched her head in puzzlement. It was really weird, the way that Kitty had rushed right by-her, barely' stopping to return her cheerful greeting. That wasn't like Kitty at all.
Donna and Kitty had become pretty close friends while working the night shift together. Kitty loved to talk and she had told Donna all about her red-hot affair with Paul. At first Donna was shocked but then she began to look forward to Kitty's confidences. She knew that Kitty could probably teach her all about sex if she ever got up the nerve to ask any questions.
Donna gasped suddenly. That was it! Kitty must have been rushing off to meet Paul for a few stolen moments of fun. They were probably using a vacant room and fucking up a storm. Donna wished that she could be there, not to participate of course, just to watch and learn what to do if she ever got into bed with Alex.
Suddenly Donna giggled. She hurried to the room register and checked it quickly.
That was it-the room that Kitty and Paul were using! It was the only one vacant and they would be perfectly safe there. The only person who had the key was the charge nurse and it was left on the rack behind the desk.
Donna glanced at the desk. She was right. The key to room 205 was gone.
Donna reached in her pocket and checked. Yes, she still had the passkey that she had checked out earlier to open the bathroom when Mrs. Elm had accidentally locked herself in. She was supposed to return it right away ... but a few minutes more wouldn't hurt. There was another key if anyone needed one for an emergency. She. would keep it just a bit longer ... and she would use it to unlock the door to 205 and watch Kitty and Paul fuck!
Donna hurried down the gleaming corridor. She stopped at the door to 205 and listened carefully. She could hear the sounds of low voices murmuring. Then she heard harsh breathing coming from behind the door.
Donna inserted her key in the lock. She turned it noiselessly. Then she pushed it open, just a crack. Now she could hear a laugh. It was a tinkling, teasing kind of laugh and it sounded like-Kitty.
Then Donna heard a male voice, husky and urgent. It was Paul. She was positive!
She leaned closer and peered through the crack in the door. She almost staggered back in shock at what she saw!
It was Kitty and Paul all right. What they were doing made hot, lusty juices start to flow again in Donna's trembling pussy.
Paul was sitting on the edge of the high hospital bed. His pants were tossed carelessly on the floor and his legs were spread wide. Kitty was between them, her hand firmly grasping his stiff, throbbing prick!
Donna's eyes widened. She gasped. Paul's cock was so ... so big! It was absolutely huge! She could see why Kitty bragged about the size of her boyfriend's cock. It was the biggest cock Donna had ever even imagined.
Donna felt her pussy twitch and cream. She thought about how she would feel with Paul's big, thick cock stuffed inside her little virgin cunt and her pussy spasmed helplessly. She didn't see how Kitty could take all of it inside her pussy. She knew that her pussy would never be able to do it.
"Like it, baby?" Kitty teased, pumping her hand up and down on Paul's swollen cock. "Still think that we'd better not?"
"Oh, God, Kitty!" Paul moaned, his voice strange and hoarse. "Don't stop, please!"
"It wouldn't be much fun for me if I just jacked you off," Kitty breathed. "After all, I want to get something out of this too!"
"Oooooh, baby! Just do it a little longer," Paul begged. "I'll fuck you good! I promise, honey!" Kitty flashed him a big smile. Then she released his hard, throbbing cock.
"Oooooh! Please, baby! Don't leave me like this, Kitty! Please!"
Kitty giggled. She loved it when Paul begged. "Don't be silly, love," she reassured him. "Of course I won't leave you like this. You know I never start anything I can't finish!"
Paul looked down at Kitty's face. She gave him a sweet smile. Then she licked her soft lips and bent slowly over him. She flicked out the tip of her tongue and neared the head of his swollen, throbbing prick.
Donna felt her own pussy twitch. She couldn't believe that Kitty was really going to do it. It looked like Kitty was going to take Paul's hard cock right into her mouth and lick it! She couldn't believe what she was seeing!
Paul's gasp was loud. His fingers curled around the edge of the bed and his head tipped back in passion. Kitty's full, red lips were almost at the tip of his cock.
She was doing it! She was really doing It! Donna felt her own lips purse and the saliva started to flow in her hot mouth. Her pussy creamed and twitched steadily as she watched the sexy scene before her wide eyes.
Kitty's hot, full lips slid right down over Paul's thrusting cock. Then they sucked back up again. Her head bobbed up and down as she repeated the sucking over and over, making Paul's breathing almost stop.
Donna saw how Paul's face flushed. She heard her breath come in tortured gasps. It sounded like he was sobbing, his breathing was so loud and harsh.
Kitty gave a little groan of pleasure. She looked like she was enjoying sucking Paul's cock very much. Her pert little ass wiggled around in circles. She ran her tongue around his cockhead, just like she was licking an ice cream cone. She slurped and smacked her lips greedily. Donna could tell that Kitty loved the taste of cock.
"Mmmm," Kitty moaned. She sucked her mouth down over the hard shaft again and again. She twisted her head around it and made wet sounds. Then she pulled her lips back up again, licking over the very tip of Paul's drooling cockhead.
Donna's eyes were glued to the crack in the door. She watched with eager eyes until she heard a frightening sound-the sound of footsteps coming down the hall.
Donna glanced around in a panic. There was . nowhere to hide except in the room with Kitty and Paul. She pushed the door open just wide enough to permit her to slip through. She prayed that Kitty and Paul were so engrossed in what they were doing that they wouldn't notice her.
There was a cart next to the door and Donna slipped behind it, forcing herself to move calmly and quietly. Then she listened anxiously.
She had made it! She could hear Kitty still slurping and sucking on Paul's hard cock.
Donna peeked out from behind the cart. She saw what Donna was doing. She almost gasped out loud, it made her so horny. She was only a couple of feet away from Kitty's lips and Paul's straining, throbbing cock.
Kitty's tongue slurped out and licked around the crimson head of Paul's stiff prick. She sucked the velvety, slippery glans back into her mouth like she was starving for a taste of cock.
"Aaaaah," Paul sighed. He twisted his hips and moved his butt around on the bed. He squeezed his knees together, holding Kitty in position with his legs pressing tightly against her sides. Then he reached out and cupped Kitty's full tits in his hands, squeezing them right through her uniform.
Donna could feel her own tits start to ache. She wanted to feel a man squeezing and cupping her own tits, playing with her pointed, hard nipples.
Kitty lifted her head up, off his stiff cock. "Unzip it!" she demanded. "Unzip my uniform and play with my tits!"
Donna heard the zipper of Kitty's uniform slide swiftly down. Without even thinking about what she was doing, Donna slipped her own zipper down at the same time. Then she peeked at Kitty and Paul again.
Paul lifted Kitty's bursting titties out of her uniform. He squeezed them eagerly. He rolled her hard, stiff nipples between his fingers until they were hard and full.
Donna watched Paul squeeze and fondle Kitty's tits. He pulled at them, extending them out to their fullest and then letting them snap back, jutting out, the nipples stiff and rubbery, pointing at the air.
"Mmmm," Kitty moaned. "Oh! Just a little longer darling. Let me suck your cock just a little bit longer!"
She licked at his prick again. Her tongue lapped the underside of his thick prickshaft. It licked right up to his swollen, gleaming cockhead and twirled around the pulsing tip.
"Aaagh!" Paul groaned. "Aaagh! Baby! Stop! Stop, honey! You've got to stop!"
Kitty giggled. She pulled her head back and flicked the head of his throbbing cock one more time before she let him go completely.
Donna squeezed and thumbed her own tits until they were hard and bursting. She felt the sugary thrills run right down through her body to concentrate in her creaming pussy. Every time she touched her nipples she felt her hard, throbbing clit twitch mightily. It was like her nipples were directly connected with her clit. The more she played with her titties, the hotter her sweet, virgin pussy became.
"Suck my tits, Paul," Kitty moaned. Her voice quivered, huskily. Her face was a mask of lust.
Paul cupped Kitty's tit and dipped his head. He drew the end of her swelling tit into his mouth and closed his lips, sucking greedily. His hard tongue flicked her nipple again and again.
Kitty spasmed each time Paul's tongue flicked over her nipple. She writhed and groaned. Donna could tell that she was almost coming, just from feeling Paul's lips and tongue on her tits.
"Aaaah! That's so good," she moaned. "That's so good, darling! I'll bet you can suck my cunt as well as you can suck my tits!"
Donna couldn't believe her ears. She hadn't actually heard Kitty say that shameful thing, had she? Kitty was a lady. She'd never ask Paul to do something dirty like suck her cunt!
"Ooooh! Will you suck my pussy, Paul?" Kitty asked again in a breathless voice. "Will you eat my cunt until I cream all over your mouth?"
Donna could feel the blush spreading across her face. She could scarcely believe it! Kitty had asked Paul to suck her pussy and it hadn't embarrassed her a bit. She acted like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Donna glanced quickly at Paul's face. Surely he would be shocked. Then Donna caught her breath in surprise. Paul didn't look upset in the least. As a matter-of-fact, he looked pleased. He looked as if the very idea of sucking and eating Kitty's cunt was turning him on.
"Let me fuck your tits for awhile," he replied. "Then I'll give you the best tongue-fuck you ever had!"
Kitty giggled. She turned and ran her hands over her tits. "You got them all wet and slippery," she said. "I'm going to have to dry them off!"
"I'll dry them off with my cock, baby," Paul offered. He licked his lips and stared at Kitty's quivering, wet titties.
Donna felt the dampness soaking through her panties. Her pussy was creaming constantly now. She had never been so excited in her life! She slid the tip of her finger up and down her sensitive cuntal slit and rolled her clit to straining hardness. Her eyes were wide open. She didn't want to miss a moment of this exciting fuck!
Kitty cupped her tits in her hands. She pushed them together and poked them right out at him. She shivered all over and brought them close to his big cock. .
"Fuck my tits dry!" she squealed. "Fuck them with your cock!"
Paul aimed his cock. He mad? the swollen head push right up against her tits and slide between them. He groaned as her hot cushiony tit-flesh enveloped his hard prick.
Kitty wrapped her big tits right around the hard pole of his cock and pushed in with her hands. Then she jiggled her tits up and down, pushing and pulling at his throbbing shaft.
"Jesus!" Paul hissed. "That's great baby! That's just great! I've never felt anything like it! Jesus!"
Donna trembled too. She watched Paul's swollen red cockhead nose in and out of Kitty's quivering tits. Then she saw the expression on Paul's face and she held her breath in anticipation.
Paul's face took on an expression of urgency. His hips bucked back and forth. His hard prick throbbed wildly and swelled up, close to bursting. It looked like Paul's jerking cock was ready to explode all over Kitty's chest!
"Wait!" Kitty cried. "Don't come now! Don't...."
Paul's lips parted. He gave a loud moan of anguish. "I can't!" he wailed. "I've got to come, Kitty! Right here. Oh! Aaaagh!"
Donna could see his cock jerk. His balls swelled up and pumped. Cum spurted out of the crack between Kitty's nipples. It ran down over her chest and coated the slopes of her swelling tits. It covered her pointed, hard nipples and quivered there for a moment before sliding off the falling down into his lap again.
Paul was shaking. His legs were quivering in time with his jerking, bucking cock. He gasped and looked a little sheepish. "Sorry, honey," he apologized. "I just couldn't hold it any longer." Kitty looked down at her tits. Then she smiled. "You sure made a mess!" she replied, still smiling. She didn't sound mad at all.-She sounded more excited than mad.
"I hope you've got some more of that for my hot cunt," she teased, watching his prick begin to harden again almost immediately.
Donna couldn't believe it. Paul had just come and already he was starting to get hard again.
Kitty stood up. She licked her lips lewdly. Then she looked down at the sticky, glistening cum still clinging to her tits. She put her hands on her tits and rubbed them around.
She acted like she was rubbing lotion on her ' body. Her fingers slid over the slippery, cum-coated flesh. She threw her head back slightly and rasped, "Ready to give my hot pussy some?"
Paul pushed her back until she was sitting on the bed as he had been earlier. "Your turn, honey," he said softly and raised her leg so that her pussy sucked wide open.
Kitty threw her arms around his neck. He leaned over until the head of his hard prick slid between her puffy, hot cuntlips and sank into her snapping, wet pussyhole.
"Aaaah!" Kitty moaned. "Fuck it all the way up me! Fuck me hard, Paul! Hard!"
Paul jabbed forward. He grasped her legs and spread her cunt wide open. He pushed her legs up until they were folded up tight against her chest.
Donna held her breath. It looked as if Kitty would split wide open with her legs up that way. It must hurt, she was sure. She couldn't imagine Kitty liking it with her legs bent up that way and her pussyhole open that far!
"Aaaaagh!" Kitty gave a strangled cry. She certainly didn't look like she was in any pain though. She looked as if she was enjoying every moment of it. Donna could see that Kitty was struggling to spread her knees even wider, to expose her pussy even more to Paul's plunging cock.
Paul moaned with bliss. He could feel his swollen cockhead jamming all the way up Kitty's incredibly hot cunt. It felt like he was enclosed in a glove of hot, oiled silk.
Donna sighed. It felt almost like she was being fucked herself. She could see everything so clearly. She could hear every sigh. She could almost feel what Kitty was feeling.
She gave a muted little groan. Then she slipped her finger into her own wet pussy slit. She rolled her excited little love button between her thumb and finger. Then she dipped it into her own pussy, working it carefully through the tiny hole in her cherry.
"Aaagh!" Paul cried. "You're so hot! So hot and wet! It's like being in a furnace! Your pussy's sucking my prick right up. It's sucking my cock in as deep as it'll go!"
Kitty pumped slowly back and forth against his hard, driving prick. She made slow grinding motions with her pussy. Her hips moved in tight circles, swirling around his cock in a way that made Paul gasp.
"Kitty! I-" He stopped. There was no way to describe what she was doing to him.
"Tell me what it feels like!" she hissed. "Tell me what you feel when you bury your prick in my cunt!"
Paul groaned. How could he begin to describe the ecstasy he was feeling?
Kitty waited for his answer. She panted and gasped. She moved her thigh up and down the side of his. She moved her cunt up and down his hard cock, making it even harder for him to describe the sensation.
"It ... it feels like you're trying to suck me in," he gasped. "It sucks my prick in, all the way to your womb. It squeezes ... and sucks ... and twitches ... and...."
Paul was silent for a moment, struggling for words. "It's just fantastic! Thai what it is! It's just fantastic!"
Donna felt her pussy pull at her finger, just the way Paul said Kitty's cunt did. She felt how hot she was inside and how her cunt mouth squeezed and sucked in, drawing her finger deeper and deeper until it couldn't go any further. Her pussy was like a giant vacuum, sucking the cum out of a man's prick, drawing it right up, out of his balls and shooting it to the back of her hot, pulsing cunt!
She looked up at Paul's face through eyes blurred with passion. She saw the same look of fierce urgency that she had seen earlier, just before he had come. Paul was ready to come again. He was going to come right in Kitty's sucking pussy.
Kitty looked up too. She saw what Paul was about to do. She trembled all over and then she said something that caused Donna to gasp in shock.
"If you come right now, I'm going to make you lick it all out of my pussy later!"
"Yes!" Paul hissed. "Anything, Kitty! Anything you want! I've gotta come! I've gotta ... AAAGH!"
His hips thrust forward. He plunged his hot cock all the way up into her pussy. Then he shuddered violently, thrusting up so hard that he skewered her body right onto the thrusting lance of his hot prick.
"Aaaagh!" he yelled. His face turned red. Donna could see the little veins stand out in his face and for a moment, she was afraid that he'd have a heart attack, he was so excited.
Kitty was doing nothing to calm him down. She was making him even more excited by shaking and sucking at his cock with her spasming pussy. Donna could hear Kitty's cunt sucking around his thick cock, just like a sucking mouth and squeezing lips.
Donna's pussy tingled. It pulsed and sucked around her finger, just like Kitty's cunt was doing to Paul's cock. She wiggled her finger a little deeper and rolled her clit with her thumb. She could feel the sweet thrills race through her body.
Donna could feel how hot her pussy was. Cunt juice ran from her pussy and flooded her hand. She could feel her hot, slippery juices coat her fingers and gather in a pool in the palm of her hand. She felt the shouting, her pussy was so hot. She felt like screaming for Paul and Kitty to do something to her, too!
She smothered the squeal that was building in her throat and tried hard to be quiet. She kept her lips tightly pressed together so that she couldn't yell.
"Did you like that, baby?" Kitty asked heatedly. "Did you like fucking my hot, sweet pussy, Paul?"
"Yes!" Paul groaned, beginning to stir. "Yes, honey! You bet I did!"
Kitty saw Paul look toward the door. She grinned ruefully. That was just like a man! He had forgotten all about his promise to eat her pussy. .Ail he was concerned about was getting back to work so that they wouldn't be caught. He would leave her high and dry with nothing to satisfy her hungry pussy except her own hand, if he had his way. She wasn't going to let him go that easy though. A promise was a promise and Paul had promised to lick and suck her pussy.
Paul groaned and wiggled free. His prick drooped, limp and tired, on his lap. He smiled warmly at Kitty. "I suppose we'd better get back before somebody misses us."
He stopped. There was a strange expression on Kitty's face. It was almost pleading and he couldn't imagine why she looked like that.
"What's the matter, honey?" he asked. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Kitty's big, blue eyes filled with tears. Her lower lip trembled. She looked like she was ready to burst into tears.
"You ... you ... you forgot!" she stammered. "What?" Paul asked quickly, concern written all over his face. "What did I forget?"
Donna grinned. She knew just what Kitty was up to, and she had to admit that it was an amazing performance. Kitty really had Paul going. She bet that he would, be very careful not to forget any thing in the future.
"You said you'd ... well, you know ... you were going to do something fun for me!"
"Don't be silly, darling! Of course I didn't forget! I just didn't know whether you wanted me to or not!"
It was plain that he had forgotten and was trying his best to make Kitty think that he hadn't. Donna bet that Paul would do everything he could to make sure that Kitty had a good time now.
"Just spread out here on the bed and let me see your cunt. There ... mmmm! I can't hardly wait, honey! You're so pink and golden down there. You're better than strawberries and cream!"
Kitty giggled. She knew that Paul was really going to go all out to eat her pussy this time. He was going to give her the tongue-fucking of her life and she could hardly wait.
Paul licked his lips with mounting lust. He reached out with the tip of his finger and touched the side of her cream-coated cuntlip. He groaned as he felt the velvety texture of her soft, pink skin. "Ooooh! So soft and pink!" he breathed.
"Your pussy is beautiful! So hot and soft and open!"
Donna could see what Paul meant. Kitty's knees were open wide. The pink tissues of her hot pussy gleamed and shone. White droplets of cum coated them and bubbled out of her pussymouth.
Donna caught her breath in her throat. She was aware of the way she was staring at Kitty's beautiful pussy and the way her mouth was watering. She was so shocked at herself that she almost screamed. But she continued to stare at the lewd scene unfolding before her as if mesmerized.
Kitty's cuntslit was wet. Pussyjuice and cum mixed together and puddled at the little pocket at the bottom of her pussy. It was creamy and white. It shimmered and rippled with the throbbing of Kitty's snapping cuntmouth.
Her clit stood out stiff. It was throbbing, too. Donna could see it poking straight, in need of attention.
"God! You're beautiful!" Paul moaned, licking his lips again. He put his hands on her legs and spread his Angers. His thumbs touched the edge of her puffy cuntlips. He spread them apart.
He moaned again, gazing into the depths of her pink, open cunt. Then he bent over and brought his mouth down to the hot, pulsing softness.
"Ooooh, God!" Paul moaned again. Donna saw Kitty's body twitch as Paul's soft breath fanned her hot, gaping cunt.
Paul inhaled deeply. His nose was barely touching the wet, shiny surface of her pussy. He stared into the hot, pink depths. Then his tongue shot out and slipped between Kitty's puffy cuntlips. It licked all the way up her trembling cunt, caressing her satiny flesh.
"Ooooh!" Kitty moaned. Her body jumped and jerked under his licking tongue. "That's it, darling! Ooooh! That's what I want! Now suck it, darling! Suck my pussy! Tickle my love button with your tongue!"
Paul didn't need any further instructions. He was an expert cuntlapper. He knew just what to do to turn Kitty on. His head swiveled around and bobbed back and forth as he went to work, lapping and licking her pussy, sucking and teasing her stiff clit until she was wild with passion.
Paul leaned back and caught his breath. Then he thrust his tongue from his lips and made it broad and flat. He covered her pulsing cunt with its broad, flat surface and then began lapping. He slapped against her pussy with his tongue. Donna could hear the smacking sounds his tongue made when the flat surface slapped against Kitty's creaming pussy. It sounded wet and wild and wonderful! Donna's finger started twirling again in her pussy.
Donna pretended that Paul Was licking her pussy. She pretended that she could feel every wiggle of his broad, flat tongue on her pulsing clit. It was hot and alive. Her pussy spasmed around her twirling finger and she almost came right then, just pretending that Paul was doing that to her pussy.
When Paul's tongue stopped lashing and his lips ' began nibbling at Kitty's puffy cuntlips, Donna made her own fingers do the same thing to her pussylips. It felt wonderful. She moaned quietly. Oh, God, she wanted her pussy licked too. She wanted to know exactly what it felt like to have someone's hot tongue buried in her steaming cunt.
Kitty wound her fingers in his hair. She cupped the back of his head and let her legs spread wide open. She was completely open to his wildly lashing tongue ... completely at the mercy of his squeezing lips ... completely wild with the passion he was building in her trembling pussy.
Paul's face was covered with creamy pussyjuice. His tongue worked frantically in Kitty's open pussy, lapping and sucking eagerly. He was going to give her the best cunt lapping of her life! He was going to make her come just as wildly as he had come.
Paul licked all over her cunt-mound. He licked in and out of her soft, furry pussyhair, smoothing it out with his tongue. He looked like he was coming her silky beaver with the tip of his tongue. Donna's pussy twitched every time Paul's tongue moved. It was twitching almost constantly now and Donna knew that she was going to come, right along with Kitty.
Kitty was almost ready now. She squeezed her eyes tightly closed. Donna could see how her tits heaved as she gasped and moaned in passion. Her lips were pressed together, but that didn't stop her from letting Paul know how she liked his hot tongue and sucking, squeezing lips. She squealed anyway, a kind of a rasping, muted squeal.
"Mmmmmmn, such a good pussy," Paul gasped. His words were muffled by the hot, wet pussyflesh of Kitty's pulsing cunt. "Best pussy I've ever eaten, baby! Mmmmmmm!"
Kitty took a deep breath and held it. She scooted down so that her pussy was smashed right up against Paul's face. Then she wiggled her hips wildly. It looked as if Paul's head was going to vanish right into the sweet, hot depths of Kitty's smacking pussy.
"Aaaaaaagh!" Kitty squealed. "Paul! You're making me come! I'm coming right in your hot mouth!" Paul lapped and slurped in a frenzy. He dipped his finger in her steamy cunt and rolled it around. Then he slipped his finger down, until it was just at the rim of Kitty's tiny, pulsing asshole.
Donna felt her own asshole pulse and contract. She made her own finger do just what Paul's finger was doing. Then she gasped as she saw his intention. He was going to push his finger into Kitty's asshole.
Paul's fingertip slipped around the rim of Kitty's puckered bung. Then it dipped quickly inside and disappeared into her steamy depths.
"Aaaaagh!" Kitty moaned. "Do it! Fuck me with your finger, darling! Fuck my ass!"
Donna gasped too. She felt like squealing right along with Kitty. It felt wonderful. She could feel the sugary thrills race through her pussy as her own finger fucked in and out of her asshole, wiggling lustily. Then she felt her pussy contract with huge, wild spasms. She was coming! She was coming with her finger up her tiny asshole. She couldn't help but come. It was fantastic. It was the best come she had ever had!
Kitty was coming, too. Paul's tongue was pressed tightly against her throbbing clit. She mashed her cunt against his face and gushed juice all over his mouth. Her asshole spasmed and sucked at the tip of his finger. She bathed his face in slippery, sweet honey and screamed out her wild pleasure.
"Aaaaaaagh! Oh, so good, darling! So good!
Aaaaaaagh!"
"Wow!" Paul gasped when the explosion was over. "Wow, baby! You sure came!" He sat up and wiped the cuntjuice off his chin. Then he gave her a big smile. "See? I didn't forget, did I honey?" Kitty grinned. "I'll say you didn't!" she gasped. "That was really something!"
Paul stood up and started putting on his pants.. "We'd better get back," he said. "If we're gone too long, somebody'll notice. If Dr. Connor gets wind of this, we'll both be fired!"
"I wish someone would take Dr. Connor out behind the trash bins and mug him!" Kitty snapped. "He's such an old stick! He never lets us have any fun!"
"I've got a better idea," Paul replied, quickly running a comb through his hair. "Somebody should take Dr. Connor out behind the trash bins and fuck him! That'd probably do more good than anything!"
Kitty laughed derisively. "Who would do that?" she asked, tossing her head. "I can't think of anybody who'd like to fuck Dr. Connor!"
CHAPTER FIVE
Myra Connor couldn't think of anyone who would like to fuck her husband either. She certainly didn't want to. It was much more fun fucking someone else.
She glanced at her watch eagerly. In just a few minutes the band would be through playing and then she could do her thing with Steve and Roy.
She had been waiting a long time to try something this kinky. Steve had suggested it the last time they had met in his apartment and the whole idea had been a turn-on ever since. She had come twice today, just thinking about it. She was going to fuck two men at once and she could hardly wait.
Steve had set it all up. He wanted her to teach Roy's girl friend to loosen up a little and she was supposed to fuck both men right in front of Roy's girl friend, Ann. It was going to be a kick. She was sure of it.
As soon as they got to Steve's apartment, Myra started her sexy little plan. She knew just what to do to turn their little party into an orgy.
"Oooooh, it sure is hot in here, Steve," she complained, fanning her face with her hand. "I just don't know how you stand it so hot, especially after working so hard at the club. You three don't mind if I. shed some of these heavy clothes, do you?" She smiled at Ann and Roy and gave Steve a big, wicked wink.
"Oh, go right ahead," Ann answered. "I know just what you mean. Steve keeps this place so hot I don't know how Roy survives!" She slipped off the leather vest she had been wearing and undid a couple of buttons at the neck of her western-style shirt.
Myra grinned. This was working out just fine.
Maybe she could even get Ann to strip if she played it right.
Myra stood up and yawned lazily. Then she casually zipped the front of her one-piece jumpsuit down, to the waist, exposing a little lacy bra. She grinned at Ann.
Ann blushed bright red. She couldn't believe that Myra was sitting there unzipped to the waist. She hadn't' thought Myra meant to practically undress.
Myra stood there for a moment and then shrugged her shoulders. Ann could hear Roy breathing loudly. Steve seemed pretty nonchalant about the whole thing, but Ann knew Roy well enough to tell that he was pretty excited. Ann wasn't sure she liked this at all. She had heard stories about Myra being pretty wild and she knew that she was married to some prude doctor, but her behavior tonight was kind of weird.
Myra giggled at Ann's expression. The poor girl was shocked. Myra thought it was the funniest thing she had ever done. She unzipped her pantsuit even farther and then she had another daring idea. She casually slid it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor in a heap. Then she stepped out of it and sat down looking as if she had done absolutely nothing unusual.
Ann gasped. She just couldn't believe it-Myra obviously intended to strip right in front of them.
Ann's mind whirled. Myra was obviously preparing for some fun and games. Steve didn't seem in the least bit surprised so lie must be in on it. Roy wasn't, though. He was staring at Myra in open-mouthed amazement. His face was bright red and he looked as uncomfortable as hell.
Suddenly Ann smiled. She knew what Myra and Steve were doing. They were trying to shock Roy and her. She glanced at Roy again. They were certainly succeeding as far as he was concerned. Roy was livid with embarrassment.
Then Ann had a great idea. She decided to go along with everything Myra did. If Steve and Myra were up for fun and games, she was too. Why she might even have a surprise or two in store for them.
Ann giggled. "Isn't your bra tight, Myra?" she teased. "Mine is just killing me. I'm going to have to take it off ... unless.., of course, somebody minds."
"Oh, no! Go right ahead!" Steve said quickly. He seemed a bit shocked. Ann almost giggled right out loud at the amazed expression on his face.
"Uh ... sure ... I guess," Roy said, looking puzzled. "But ... this just isn't like you, Ann!"
Ann patted him on the shoulder. "Oh, guess I'm just feeling a little wild this evening, honey," she purred. "We're all adults here. You don't mind if I get comfortable, do you honey?"
"No, of course I don't mind ... whatever, hon." Ann smiled. She reached out and kissed him, wetly and loudly. "Just to let you know that you're my favorite guy," she breathed. Then she deftly tossed off her shirt and squirmed out of her bra. Her lovely pointed tits jiggled out of their confinement and thrust out provocatively. They quivered and throbbed exquisitely.
Myra's mouth gaped open. She hadn't really expected this! She was planning on putting on a show for Steve and Roy. She had expected Ann to sit in open-mouthed amazement, watching. Now it looked as if Ann wanted to get right in on the action.
Then Myra grinned. She knew how to get both men's attention right back to where it belonged-on her.
"Roy?" she said softly. "Would you do me a little favor and come here a minute?"
Roy jerked his head. He had been staring at Ann. "Uh ... sure! Of course, Myra. What do. you want?"
"Just come on over here, honey," she breathed. "I've got a problem I think you can help me with." Myra waited until Roy was almost across the room. Then she pointed under the couch where she was sitting. "My earring rolled under there," she cooed. "Would you mind getting down there and taking a look?"
Roy stooped down. He couldn't see a thing. He knelt on the floor and stuck his head under the couch. He still didn't see anything. He looked all over under the couch but there was no earring in sight.
The moment Roy put his head under the couch, Myra went into action. She wiggled out of her lacy little panties and spread her legs out on the couch. She straddled Roy's body and positioned her feet so that the first thing he would see when he came up from under the couch was her cunt!
Ann saw what Myra was doing. She had all she could do to keep from laughing out loud. Myra was really a riot. Ann was beginning to really enjoy this whole thing. She could hardly wait to see what poor Roy would do when he came up from under the couch and stared straight into Myra's pussy.
Steve was having all he could do to keep from laughing, too. He pressed his hand over his mouth and forced himself to keep quiet. This was fantastic. It was a hundred times better than he'd expected. Leave it to Myra to come up with something kinky and sexy.
"I'm sorry, Myra," Roy mumbled, starting to back out from under the couch. "I looked all over but I didn't see-"
Roy blinked once, as if he didn't believe his eyes. Then his face turned bright red. He had looked up-at Myra and found himself staring right into the depths of her gaping cunt!
"That's all right, Roy," Myra replied casually. "Goodness! Your face is turning bright red, Roy! Is there something the matter?"
Roy's face turned even redder. He opened his mouth and gasped. He couldn't move, he was so surprised at the sight of Myra's cunt.
"What's that, Roy? Did you say something?"
Myra teased.
Roy's face was as red as a ripe tomato. He tried to speak but nothing happened. He tried again. Nothing came out except a hoarse croak.
"That's all right, Roy," Myra said, reaching down and parting her petal-soft cuntlips with her hands. "I know just what you want. You want a taste of my pussy, don't you?"
Ann clamped her hand over her mouth to stifle a giggle. Poor Roy was really embarrassed now. Ann didn't think that Roy had ever eaten out a pussy. At least he had never seemed to want to eat hers. Maybe Myra was doing her a favor. If she could get Roy to eat her cunt, maybe he would do it to her too.
Ann wiggled a little. The thought of getting her pussy eaten always made her horny. She couldn't wait to see what Roy would do.
"Come on, Roy. Don't be shy now. If you don't lick my pussy, I'll think that you don't like me very well!"
Ann stifled another giggle. Myra certainly knew her way around with men. Poor Roy couldn't very well refuse now.
Myra wiggled her hips a little. She watched the expression on Roy's face turn from shock to lust. He looked up at her with horny longing. Then he thought about Ann and lowered his eyes. He-didn't want to make Ann mad.
Myra laughed. She knew just what was going through his mind. She wiggled again.
"You're worried about Ann, aren't you?" she asked. She looked over to Ann. "Go ahead and tell him it's all right, Ann," she commanded. "Tell him you don't mind if he licks my pussy a little."
Ann watched Myra's eyelid drop down in a big wink. Then she giggled. "Go right ahead, hon," she agreed. "Let's see how good you can slurp Myra's cunt. I don't mind at all!"
Roy couldn't believe it. Ann was actually telling him to lick Myra's cunt. She was even encouraging him. He shook his head in disbelief. He sure didn't understand women. He wasn't complaining, though. He could hardly wait to taste Myra's hot cunt.
Roy moaned and lowered his flushed face to Myra's throbbing cunt. His tongue flicked out and there was a wet slurping sound.
Myra sighed. She leaned back on the couch and smiled happily. "Ooooh! That's just finer, honey," she sighed. "That's it. Lick my hot," wet pussy ... make me feel good baby ... that's just right!"
Ann grinned. She could feel her own-pussy fill with honey. She was getting horny, just watching. She glanced quickly at Steve and saw that he was looking back at her and breathing hard. There was a look in his eyes that meant only one thing.
Before Ann could move, Steve had crossed the room and sat down beside her. His eyes were riveted on Myra and Roy but his hand was inching slowly down toward her wet, hot pussy.
Ann gasped as she felt his fingers slide down inside her panties and brush her bare asscheeks. Then she felt his stiff middle finger creeping up her hot, steaming cunt.
"Aaaaaah!" she exclaimed.
Steve poked his stiff finger halfway up her wet pussytunnel. It poked and probed and searched out all the little places in her hot pussy that a cock couldn't reach. It plunged all the way in, right up to the last knuckle and wiggled around lustily.
Ann sighed again. She felt her hot pussy cream helplessly at the invasion of his finger. Every time he sawed it back and forth with those slow, tantalizing movements, she felt her pussy twinge and throb in pleasure.
Roy's head was bobbing away at Myra's pussy. Both Ann and Roy could hear the loud smacking and slurping noises he made as he probed his tongue into Myra's cunt. His head jerked back and forth, his tongue dipping in and out of her steaming pussy.
Myra was in heaven. Her head was tilted back, propped against the cushions of the couch. Her mouth was open slightly and she was moaning softly. She was grinning and licking her lips at the same time. She looked like she would be content to go on that way forever.
Then, suddenly, Myra pushed Roy's head away. Roy looked up in surprise.
"What's the matter?" he asked, quickly. "Didn't you like it?"
"Sure I did, honey. I just want to show you how to do something else. I'm gonna show Ann how to fuck two guys at once so you three'll have something to do when you're on the road. How would you like that, Ann?"
Ann gasped; It was hard to concentrate on anything except Steve's wonderful finger in her steaming pussy. Gradually, though, Myra's words sank in. That sounded like a blast. Sure, she wanted to know how to satisfy two men at once.
"Sounds great Myra!" she enthusiastically agreed. "Show me how! I've never seen anybody do it before."
Myra giggled. She bounced up and walked to the center of the room. "Just watch," she said. "I'll show you just how to do it. Then you can try it and I'll watch!
"Steve, honey," Myra coaxed. "Why don't you pull your finger out of Ann's cunt and come on over here. I'm gonna need both of you if I want to show her how to do it with two guys at once, aren't I?"
Steve grinned. He reluctantly pulled his finger from Ann's creamy hot pussy. "Later, baby," he whispered.
Myra lay down on her back. Both she and Ann giggled at the men's frenzied efforts to get rid of their clothes quickly. Then Myra spread her legs wide. Her glossy pink cuntslit gleamed wetly. Her pussylips were puffy and bright pink with excitement. Fucking two men at once was going to be a real treat. It was the wildest thing she'd done yet.
"Come on over here, Steve," she invited. "See my pussy? It's all wet and open for you, baby.
Come right on and stick that hard cock of yours into my hot cunt!"
Ann gasped as she saw Steve's hard cock. It was enormous! It was angry red and it looked as hard as a pole. The whole thing throbbed and pulsed. It wasn't just a cock-it was a monster! She could feel her whole pussy tremble when she thought about what it would feel like in her tight cunt. She could hardly wait until it was her turn to have that beautiful prick in her pussy.
Steve was so horny, he was trembling. He seized his swollen prick in his hand and maneuvered it until the bulging head was pointed straight at Myra's gaping cunt. Ann held her breath as it sank slowly out of sight into her steaming pussy. Myra's pussy didn't look like it would stretch far enough to hold Steve's huge cock, but it did. Steve's monster prick disappeared all the way into Myra's pussy until only his balls were left to slap against her smooth asscheeks.
Myra's eyes bugged out. She felt like she was stuffed. It was always like this when she fucked with Steve. Her pussy felt full to the brim with his cock. His huge prick stretched her cunt until she didn't think that she could take another fraction of an inch, but it always stretched out just enough for him to get in. It was the most exciting sensation she'd ever had. She loved to be full of enormous, thick hot prick.
Roy shifted uncomfortably. He didn't know what to do. He didn't see how Myra could take care of him, too. Her pussy was full of Steve's prick. There was no room for him.
Myra noticed his expression. She giggled lewdly. "Wondering where you'll go, big boy?" she laughed. "My pussy's not the only place to fuck, you know. How would you like to fuck my hot, wet mouth with that nice stiff prick of yours?"
Roy's eyes opened wide. He had had his cock sucked before. That was no surprise. Myra sounded like she might just do a little more than that though. She sounded like she might let him blow his cum into her mouth.
Roy's cock throbbed. He had always wanted to come in a girl's mouth. No one had ever let him-all the women he dated thought that it wasn't nice. He'd never gotten the chance.
Ann watched with growing excitement. She could see that Roy's prick was big and full. He was more excited than she'd ever seen him. She wondered if Myra was going to let him come in her mouth. That would be something to watch. She had never let him do that to her. She'd like to see someone else do it, though. Who knows? If it looked like fun, she might even let Roy try it with Steve was kneeling between Myra's legs. They were wrapped tightly around his waist and he had his hands under her smooth asscheeks. He was buried snugly in her nipping cuntmouth and his face was flushed with passion. He looked up and saw what Myra intended to do with Roy.
"Come on here, Roy," he urged. "Just hop on her tits and stick it down her throat. Myra knows how to suck cocks, don't you babes?"
Myra giggled. "Well?" she drawled. She smacked her lips invitingly and wiggled the tip of her little pink tongue.
Roy's stiff cock throbbed. A drop of pearly jism appeared at the tip.
Ann watched eagerly. She saw Roy straddle Myra's tits. His asscheeks brushed against her nipples and made them point lewdly. He grabbed his long cock and aimed it directly at her mouth. Then he pushed it forward with a loud groan of delight.
"Ummmmmmmm," Myra mumbled. His cock tasted wonderful. It was musky and strong and the taste made her pussy snap wildly around Steve's raging cock. The taste of cock always turned her on. It was the best taste in the world. She remembered how surprised she had been the first time she had tasted it. She had expected it to taste awful.
She had loved it from the very first. She remembered lapping eagerly at the first drop of pearly cum. Ever since that time she hadn't been able to get enough. It was like some people developed a taste for chocolates, or for popcorn. She had developed a taste for cockcream and she had to have it.
"Ummmmmm," Myra groaned again as Roy's cock pounded into her throat. This was so much better than sitting at home playing with her pussy. This was living. The night was ripe for kicks and she was going to get them. She deserved more than John Connor could give her.
She sucked hard on Roy's stiff prick. She drew it all into her mouth until his swollen balls banged ' against her chin. She ran her tongue around and around his stiff prickshaft and swallowed lustily. She gave him the royal treatment.
Roy's face was bright red. His eyes were squeezed shut and Ann could see the sweat running down his forehead. He was panting and groaning and he looked like he was getting ready to blow his load into Myra's throat.
Steve was plunging deep into Myra's cunt. He was fucking her slowly and Ann could tell that she loved it Cream was oozing out of her cuntmouth and leaking down around his huge cockshaft. Her hips were moving in circles, grinding around his cock, swirling around and around in lust.
"Come on, baby," Steve chanted. "Come on, baby. Give me cum baby. Give it to me. Come on!"
Myra looked like she was ready to come. Her whole body was shaking in passion. Her legs trembled around Steve's waist. Her tits shook every time Roy's asscheeks bumped against them. Her nipples stood out like two ripe red cherries. They throbbed plumply.
Myra's mouth was stretched almost as wide as her pussyhole. Her lips gleamed wetly around the thickness of Roy's prick. Ann could see her saliva glisten on his cockshaft as he jerked it back and forth into her throat. Her lips smacked noisily. Her eyes were closed and she looked like she was eating her favorite food.
Steve pumped his huge cock a little faster. It made a lewd squishing and slurping sound. Myra's cuntcream boiled up around his cockshaft and smacked wetly every time he plunged into her hot pussymouth. Ann could hear the smack as his cock sucked into her tight, clinging cunthole.
"Come on, honey," Steve kept up his sexy chant. "Come on, baby. Give me cum, baby! Give it to me!"
Myra couldn't do anything except groan and she did that loudly. Her mouth was stuffed too full with Roy's hard prick to do any talking. All she could do was moan and mumble out her pleasure.
Ann watched Steve's excitement grow by the minute. His ass was pumping now. He pounded in and out of Myra's sucking cunthole. His cock thrust faster and faster as his lust grew. His face got bright red. He held his breath. His eyes opened wide and then he let out a howl of pleasure.
"AAAAAAAGH!" he bellowed. His cum flew up her tight cunt and splattered against her womb. Myra felt the first searing blast of his sperm and she began to come, too. Her pussy trembled and spasmed around his spewing cock. She sucked harder and harder on Roy's cock. She wanted him to come, too. She wanted to taste hot sperm in her mouth and feel it splash into her cunt at the same time.
Roy jabbed faster. He groaned, then his tight balls pulsed and throbbed. His cum shot out of the head of his prick, deep into Myra's throat.
Myra's body spasmed. Her head whirled. Her pussy oozed more hot oils. She gulped cum and climaxed, weeping for joy. What a blast. Too bad stuffy old John couldn't see her now.
CHAPTER SIX
When Kitty got back to the charge desk after she had been screwed by Paul, Donna was nowhere to be seen. Kitty was looking forward to telling Donna all about it. It was fun to have a girl friend to share things with and she could hardly wait to tell Donna how they had used the empty room and how she had tricked Paul into eating her pussy.
Then she saw Donna coming down the hall in a rush, her face flushed and her breath coming in gasps from hurrying so fast.
"Hey!" Kitty called out. "Where's the fire?" Donna's face turned even redder. She couldn't manage to meet Kitty's eyes. She knew that Kitty and Paul hadn't seen her hiding right in the room with them while they were fucking, but she still felt guilty as hell about sneaking in and watching. And then there was that other thing, the way she'd gotten horny and had played with her creamy pussy while she watched. She'd die if they ever found out.
Kitty slipped her arm around Donna's shoulders. "Hey! What's the matter with you anyway? You look like you've seen a ghost!"
"Uh ... nothing! I've just been hurrying, that's all," Donna gulped, blushing even more and still not looking directly at Kitty.
Kitty shrugged her shoulders. There was obviously something the matter with Donna. She was acting really weird. There wasn't much she could do about it, though, unless Donna wanted to tell her what was the matter. She decided to ignore the strange way Donna was acting and go ahead and tell her what she and Paul had done in the empty room.
"Wait till I tell you where I've been," she confided. "Paul and I were in the empty room fucking up a storm!"
Donna looked up at Kitty. She just couldn't stand it anymore. She had to tell her friend what she had done. She couldn't pretend any longer. The best thing to do was to confess the whole thing and ask Kitty's forgiveness. She was sure that Kitty would be mad, but she'd probably get over it in a few weeks.
"I ... I ... I know!" Donna stammered. "I know where you've been Kitty. I know all about it. I'm sorry, Kitty. I did something just awful and I've got to tell you about it. Don't be too mad at me Kitty. Please!"
Donna was practically crying. Her embarrassment and guilt were just too much to bear. She could feel the tears starting in her eyes and she couldn't talk past the hard lump in her throat.
Suddenly the light dawned. Kitty gasped in surprise. She remembered that strange noise she had heard when she and Paul were fucking. She knew now what it was. That noise had been Donna peeking at them.
Kitty laughed. She laughed so hard the tears came to her eyes, too. She threw her arms around Donna and embraced her.
"You! You were in there! You were, weren't you? You were hiding in the room watching the whole thing! That's right, isn't it? That's why you're acting so funny, isn't it?"
Donna gulped in surprise. Kitty didn't look mad. She looked amused. She was laughing. She certainly wouldn't laugh. if she were mad. She looked like she thought the whole thing was a big joke.
"Uh ... yes!" Donna gulped. "It was me. I wasn't going to actually come in the room with you, but someone came down the hall and I didn't want to get caught so I just opened the door and sneaked in. I'm sorry, Kitty. I really didn't mean to do it. I didn't want to spy on you or anything. I just wanted to find out how to do it so I can get Alex to do it with me." Donna stopped suddenly. She hadn't meant to say that much. She hadn't meant to confide her plans to seduce Alex! She blushed with embarrassment.
Kitty giggled. "That's the funniest thing I've ever heard!" she chortled. "Did you learn anything? I'll bet you almost died, just watching." Then Kitty grinned wickedly and looked closely into Donna's eyes. "I'll bet you didn't just watch, though. I'll bet you managed to have a little fun of your own, didn't you?"
Donna blushed even more. She lowered her eyes. "Uh ... yes," she gulped. She looked like she had been caught by her mother with her hand in the cookie jar.
Kitty couldn't keep from laughing. Donna looked so flustered and guilty. "Hey, don't get all embarrassed," she soothed her. "I don't care. You can Watch us any time you want to. It's even more of a kick that way."
Suddenly Kitty's face took on a puzzled expression. "If you were sitting there all the time," she blurted out, "why didn't you join us? There's always room for one more!"
"Oh, I couldn't have done that!" Donna gasped. "I mean...." her voice trailed off. "I'm a virgin," she whispered. y
"Jesus Christ!" Kitty laughed. "Don't act like it's a social disease or something! Every girl's a virgin at first!"
Then she clamped her hand to her head. "How are you going to seduce Alex if you're a virgin?" she asked.
Donna blushed again. "I was hoping that I'd learn enough about it from watching you and Paul," she confessed. "I thought I'd fool him!" Kitty laughed gently. "I think Alex is a little too experienced to fool like that," she said. "Besides, you just never know. Alex might get turned on just knowing that you're a virgin. Some guys get their kicks from doing it to inexperienced girls. Maybe Alex would like to pop a virgin!"
Donna's embarrassment was quickly fading. Kitty was acting like seducing Alex was the most natural thing in the world for her to do. She wasn't shocked or anything.
Then an idea struck Donna. She began to smile. "Would you help me seduce Alex?" she asked. "I mean, you know all about men and everything and maybe you could talk Alex into making it with me!"
Kitty looked pensive. "Well, that shouldn't be too much of. a problem," she mused. "You're attractive and everything and it might really turn Alex on to have a virgin. Sure. Sure, I'll help. I'll get Paul to help, too. Let's go find him, right now."
* * *
A few moments later Paul was laughing loudly. "You mean you really sat right there, in the same room with us, and we didn't even notice you?"
Donna felt much better now. No one was mad at her and Kitty had promised to help her with Alex. "I think you both were much too busy to notice me," she giggled.
"Hey, you're all right! And I always thought you were such a prude, Donna. Looks like I was wrong all along."
"Donna wants us to help her seduce Alex," Kitty confided. "Poor Donna's still a virgin. Can you imagine?" .
Paul's eyes lit up. "Why, that's perfect," he said. "Old Alex has been talking about how there aren't any virgins left anymore and how he'd like to get his hands on an inexperienced girl. Looks like you're the one, Donna. I sure don't know any other virgins." y He reached out and tweaked Kitty's nipple. "Paul!" she sputtered. "You just knock that off! We don't have time for any fooling around. We have to figure out a way to get Donna a date with Alex."
Paul laughed. "All right," he muttered. "Just give me a minute to think. Hey, how about if I ask him over for a drink tomorrow afternoon. We're all on the same shift. We can have a couple of drinks at my apartment before work. Then you and Donna can just happen to show up and we can take it from there. How's that sound?"
Donna found that her legs were shaking. "But I don't know what to do," she wailed. "I mean ... if he wants to ... to fuck, I won't know what to do!"
Paul laughed. "That's the whole idea!" he said. "All you have to do is be your nice innocent self and Alex will fall all over himself trying to take you to bed."
Kitty giggled. "That's the first time I've ever heard that being a virgin pays off," she sputtered. "I always thought that it was a handicap!"
Donna giggled, too. She just couldn't believe her good luck. Alex wanted a virgin. For once in her life, she was completely qualified.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Donna rang Kitty's doorbell at one-thirty. She hadn't meant to go to Kitty's so early, but she was a bundle of nerves. They weren't due over at Paul's until five but she had already changed her clothes three times.
"Donna! Jesus! You're here early!" Kitty looked like she had just gotten out of bed. She rubbed her eyes sleepily and then she blinked. She stared at Donna.
"Good God! Come on in! You look awful!
What's the matter?"
Donna twisted her hands nervously. Her lips were shiny from licking them so often. Her knees were shaking and her voice cracked.
"I hope you don't mind that I came over so early, Kitty," she gulped. "I just couldn't stand it at home any longer. I'm a nervous wreck!"
Kitty giggled. "You don't have to tell me that!" she chortled. "What are you so nervous about? You've got it made! Alex wants a virgin and you're the only virgin nurse in the whole hospital."
"I ... I know," Donna gulped. "I don't know why I'm so nervous. I guess it's because I really don't know anything about sex." Then she turned a deep red. "I mean, I don't know anything about sex except for what I learned watching you and Paul last night."
Kitty smiled. "I'll tell you what," she advised. "I'll just mix you a little drink to relax you and then you can ask me all about it. You just ask me about anything and I'll tell you. How about that?" Donna let out her breath with a loud sigh. "Oooooooh, that's great, Kitty. Thanks a lot, I know Alex wants a virgin, but I don't want to be really stupid about everything." She took a large gulp of her drink.
"Does it hurt, Kitty? I mean ... the first time and all. Do you bleed much?"
Kitty giggled. "It sure didn't hurt me very much," she said. "It just felt like pricking your finger or something like that. It hurts for just a minute and then you never think about it again. Then the only thing you feel is a nice thick cock sliding up your pussy! Mmmmmmm! You're gonna love it, Donna, I know you will!"
Kitty squirmed a little on the couch. All this talk about cunts and cocks was making her horny. She finished off her drink quickly and made another. "Well, what else do you want to know?" Donna blushed. She felt her own pussy start to cream. The next question she was going to ask was making her horny. She took a deep breath to steady her nerves.
"There's something I don't understand," she blurted. "Why did you like it so much when Paul put his mouth on you? Does it feel that good?"
"Mmmmmm," Kitty sighed. "You bet your sweet ass it does! It's the best feeling in the world, besides fucking! Wait until Alex gets around to that. You'll go out of your mind!"
Donna blushed a little more. She moved slightly. She was so horny she could hardly stand it. She wished that she could excuse herself and go to the bathroom. Then she could stick her finger in her pussy and come.
Kitty guessed the reason behind Donna's squirming. She knew just how Donna was feeling. She was every bit as horny as Donna. Both of them were in misery.
"God!" Kitty groaned, downing the rest of her drink, "I'm so horny I could just die! I don't think I can wait until five!"
Then she gazed intently at Donna. "You're horny too, aren't you?"
Donna almost died of embarrassment. She couldn't he about it, though. She knew that Kitty would see right through a lie.
"Yes," she breathed. "I've been horny all day thinking about what I saw watching you and Paul yesterday. I hope Alex licks my pussy the way Paul licked yours."
Kitty giggled. Now she knew what she was going to do about her hominess. She was going to lick and suck on Donna's sweet pussy and she was going to get Donna to do the same to her. If they brought each other off, they would be nice and relaxed for tonight.
Kitty got up quickly. She reached for Donna's hand. "Come on in here," she said, pulling Donna to her feet. "I know something we can do that'll do both of us a lot of good!"
Donna knew that she was blushing. She hoped that Kitty wanted to do what she was thinking. She followed along eagerly as Kitty led her to the bedroom.
Kitty's bed was still unmade. Kitty slipped off the housecoat she was wearing and flopped back on the mattress. "Come on hon," she said soothingly. "Let's just get out of these clothes so they don't get all wrinkled. Then I'll teach you all about licking pussies. You'd like it if I stuck my tongue in your cunt, wouldn't you?"
Donna gulped. "Uh ... yes!" she breathed. "Oh, Kitty! Do you think we should?"
Kitty giggled again. "Why not? If you were home right now, you'd play with your pussy, wouldn't you?"
"Mmmmm ... yes," Donna replied haltingly. She still felt a little funny about what she and Kitty were going to do. "Sure I would."
"Well, this is the same thing, except we do it to each other," Kitty explained. "I don't see anything wrong with that, do you?"
"Uh ... no, no I don't."
"Well then, what are we waiting for?"
Kitty reached over and unzipped Donna's dress. She helped the flustered girl pull it over her head. Soon both girls were naked.
"Oooooh!" Kitty squealed. "You've got beautiful tits, Donna! Your nipples are as big as marbles!"
"They're not as pretty as yours though. Yours don't even droop the least bit. They're so firm." Kitty giggled. "They're not all that hard. Touch' them and see. They're just as soft as yours."
Donna reached out tentatively. The tips of her fingers touched Kitty's swelling titties. She gasped in delight. The mounds were soft and satiny and they seemed to flow with heat. She could see the quivering mounds ripple with excitement as her fingers traveled over their soft smooth surface.
"God! They're beautiful!" she moaned. "Oh, Kitty! Touch mine too! Feel my tits!"
Kitty reached out eagerly and her fingers touched the swelling slopes of Donna's juicy tits. "They're the same size as mine!" she exclaimed in wonder. "Our tits are almost identical!" She noticed the only difference was their nipples.
Kitty held her breath for an instant. Then she let it out in a long sigh. "Oooooooh! Let me see if you're hot, Donna. Let me see how wet your pussy is right now!"
She gently pushed open Donna's thighs and then drew a deep breath and held it. She stared and stared at Donna's wet pussy.
After a long moment she sighed deeply. "God!" she exclaimed. "Your pussy is just steaming, honey. You know, your pussy's just dripping honey right now. Look down. You can see it for yourself."
Donna looked down between her parted legs. She could see her pussy juice flowing out. It coated her puffy red cuntlips and made her whole cuntslit feel squishy and slippery.
"Oooooh!" Donna moaned. She whimpered excitedly. All resistance had left her, vanishing with each new drop of honey seeping from her twitching pussyhole. She wished Kitty would hurry. She didn't care what Kitty did to her as long as she hurried.
Kitty reached out slowly. Donna watched her hand come closer and closer. It was headed straight for her wet, excited pussy and Donna wasn't going to do a thing to stop it. She wasn't going to protest or say that it wasn't natural. She was going to love it when Kitty's hand reached her pussy. She was going to love it and she was going to come at last!
Donna gasped. She sucked in her breath and her heart pounded hollowly in her ears. Her pussy quivered and throbbed. It spasmed as she imagined what Kitty was going to do when she reached the hot pink slit of her cunt.
Then Kitty's fingers were there! They brushed through her damp pussy curls. They weaved in and out of her cream-coated mound and circled around playfully. They slid up and down her thighs and legs, teasing and tormenting her, making her gasp for what she wanted.
"Please, Kitty! Please touch my pussy! Pleeeeease!"
Kitty smiled. "That's it, Donna," she whispered. "Tell me what you want. If you tell me, I'll do it!" Donna gasped. Kitty's searching fingers were like tongues of fire. They circled around her throbbing clit, closer and closer to Donna's throbbing little nubbin. Then the tip of one finger rolled quickly over the tip, pressing down on her pulsing love button.
Donna's cuntlips spasmed wildly. Hot, slippery honey poured from her throbbing pussymouth. "Oooooh," she squealed. "Ooooooh, Kitty!" .
It felt so good to be doing this with Kitty. She felt like a treasured friend at last. This wasn't lonely like when she played with her own pussy. This was much better ... to share this wonderful experience with a friend. It was lovely. She didn't know why she hadn't thought of doing something like this before.
"It feels good, doesn't it?" Kitty asked. "My fingers know just what you like. You like the same things I do. I'm playing with you just the same way that I play with my own pussy."
Donna could feel the thrills race through her body. Kitty was doing it just right. She knew just what Donna's horny little pussy craved.
"Oooh! You'll love what I'm going to do now!" Kitty promised. "Just pretend that I'm Alex and I'm licking and sucking your cunt! Come for me darling, just like you'll come for Alex!"
Donna trembled all over. She felt as if she didn't have any control over her emotions. She could feel her pussyjuices start to flow. She was so horny she didn't know if she could stand it another minute.
"Oh, yes!" she gulped. "Yes, Kitty! Suck my pussy! Lick it all over! Do it just the way Alex would!"
Kitty spread Donna's legs wide. She lifted her head and gave Donna a secret smile. Then she slowly lowered her head between Donna's silky thighs and nuzzled the silky hairs of her warm, quivering pussy.
Donna let Out a shuddering sigh. She could feel Kitty's hot breath on her cuntlips and it was driving her wild. She hunched her hips forward, trying to bring her pussy in contact with Kitty's soft lips.
She tried to imagine what thoughts, would run through Alex's mind when he looked at her pussy for the first time. He would run his eyes up and down her hot pussyslit and see the thrusting little nub of her clit. Then his tongue would lash out and lick it.
Donna shuddered. She lifted her hips and squirmed down with her asscheeks. She spread her thighs as wide as they would go. She heard the slick sound of her pussymouth sucking open, exposing her inner cunt fully.
Then she was struck by a strange longing ... a longing that had to be satisfied. She moaned slightly. She was afraid to say it. Somehow, it was fine if Kitty licked her pussy, but it wasn't the same if she licked Kitty's. She moaned again, but the longing in her body was just too intense. She had to do it. She had to lap and suck on Kitty's cunt. She had to feel Kitty tremble and shudder in time to her flicking tongue. It was no good unless both of them did it.
She groaned again and rolled over until Kitty was beneath her. Then she gasped out her longing in a voice barely above a whisper.
"I want to eat you too! Let me do it to you!"
"You don't have to, if you really don't want to," Kitty replied. She thought that maybe Donna was just being nice and trying to return the favor. Then she looked up into her blazing eyes and saw the lust in them. Donna really wanted to lick her pussy.
God, it was wonderful. It was so much better when both of them wanted it. Kitty knew that from her other experiences. Girl-fucking was great when both girls wanted it.
Donna looked down into Kitty's hot, exciting pussy. It was slick and steamy with cream. It was wet and pink and lovely. She could smell the musky, sweet scent of her pussyjuice and she felt her mouth water with anticipation.
Her fingers parted Kitty's silky pussyhair. They held her cunt wide open and vulnerable. Then she leaned down and slurped her tongue all the way up Kitty's narrow pussyslit, from her pulsing cunt-mouth to her throbbing, thrusting clit.
"Oh, God!" Kitty groaned. "Oh, God! Come here darling, so I can do you too!"
Donna lifted her leg over Kitty's head. She felt her cuntlips part eagerly. She could feel her honey seep out and run between the puffy channel of her pussyslit.
Kitty's hands came up to meet her. She slid them up around the sides of Donna's hips and wrapped them around the silky roundness of her asscheeks. Then she pulled slowly.
Kitty's mouth opened wide. She made her tongue long and flat and brushed the whole expanse of Donna's pussytunnel, licking wetly. Her tongue slurped and slapped against Donna's quivering, pulsing flesh and she could sense a tingling starting in Donna's loins.
"Mmmmmmm," Donna tried to scream. "Mmmmmmmmm!"
She made her flashing tongue work harder. She thrust it stiffly into Kitty's pulsing cuntmouth and fucked her with it, plunging it in and out with lewd, slurping sounds.
Kitty's tongue found the bud of Donna's clit and poked at it. Then it flattened and shook, just like a vibrator on her sensitive nub of flesh. Donna couldn't believe the electric thrills that shot through her body. Kitty's tongue was better than a million vibrators. It was hot and wet and alive; it made the thrills build up to a peak that she had never before reached.
She dropped her head to Kitty's cunt and ground her own mouth down. She copied Kitty's every motion. She did everything that Kitty was doing. Her tongue kept perfect time with Kitty's, twirling faster and slower whenever Kitty's did. She followed Kitty's lead and found that her own pussy was snapping and swimming in delight. Kitty was leading her perfectly, leading her to the most wonderful orgasm of her life.
Donna's asshole throbbed. Her nipples ground into Kitty's thighs and hardened. They seemed ready to poke holes in her soft flesh, they were so stiff and rubbery. She twisted them into the soft skin of Kitty's stomach and felt the climax rip through her whole body.
"Mmmmmmm!" she screamed, her sounds of joy muffled by Kitty's spasming pussy flesh. "Mmmmmmmmm!"
Kitty ground her heels into the bed. Her cunt tipped up and opened even wider. Her spasming pussymouth squeezed tightly around Donna's hot tongue, drawing it right into her burning pussytunnel.
Kitty wailed. She ground her face into Donna's pussy and lashed her tongue back and forth across her trembling clit. She sucked it with her soft lips and chewed it with her teeth sharply. She flipped her tongue over its pulsing surface and felt her own pussy explode fiercely.
Donna could hear the noise of their sucking. The slurping and smacking noises made her even more excited. She kept coming and coming, over and over, right along with Kitty. She didn't think that she could ever stop feeling the wonderful climaxes shoot through her body. How could anything be better than this? she wondered.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Alex turned on the water full blast. He let the water splash against his face and run down over the curly black hair on his chest. He wondered again why Paul had invited him over for drinks. He and Paul weren't that close. They were friendly, of course, but Paul had never invited him over before this and they had been working on the same shift for over a year. It was strange, especially the way Paul had waited anxiously for his acceptance.
Alex shut off the water and began to towel off. He supposed that he'd find out why Paul was acting so funny when he arrived for drinks this afternoon. If he hurried he would even have time for a little nap before he left.
"Damn!" Alex cursed softly as the doorbell rang. He wrapped the towel a little closer around his waist and opened the door.
"Hi there, neighbor!" Glenda Adams purred. She let her heavy coat droop open, exposing a sheer see-through night gown. She smiled mischievously.
"I just came over to borrow a couple of batteries. My vibrator went dead and I'm soooooo horny!"
She put out her hand and gave him something. He looked down and gasped in shock. It was a bright pink dildo, complete with dangling balls.
Alex blushed deep red. Glenda giggled as he stood there frozen to the spot for an instant and then quickly jerked her inside the apartment and slammed the door.
"Jesus! You sexy little nut!" he choked. "God, Glenda! What if the manager had come along and saw you handing me that stupid plastic prick! Do you realize that you could have gotten us both kicked out of here?"
Then Alex's face dissolved into laughter. "Jesus!" he chortled weakly. "Jesus Christ!"
Glenda draped her arms around his neck. She bit him lightly on the ear.
"Got any batteries, love?" she asked lustily, "or do you have some other idea...."
"You crazy lady," Alex laughed. "I really ought to take you over my knee and teach you how to behave in a public hallway!"
He wrestled gently against her full strength as she tried to bite his earlobe again. He laughed again and subdued her easily. She was no match for his powerful arms.
Glenda stuck her tongue out at him in a defiant gesture. She twisted playfully in his arms. She took off her coat and the front of her gown came open and one perfect tit stuck out. The nipple was plump and red, like a cherry.
Alex gazed down at her. He could feel the heat rising in his balls as he gazed down at her jutting nipple and lush, creamy body. He knew that all he had to do was lead her in the bedroom and she would welcome the thrust of his long, hard cock. Glenda loved prick. She had spent quite a few lazy afternoons in his apartment.
Alex thought quickly. Sure he had time. He wasn't due at Paul's until four-thirty and that gave him well over an hour to spend playing games with Glenda. Fucking was better than a nap anyway!
He put his hands out and slipped her gown all the way open. He followed the lines of her curvy body from her neck all the way down to her feet and then back up again. Glenda was a beautiful woman.
Alex put his hand out and touched her body . eagerly. His fingers smoothed up the surface of her soft thigh. Then he made his fingertips tease at her pussy, parting her puffy cuntlips and tweaking her clit. He smiled when she shuddered and snuggled closer to him.
"Let's go in the bedroom," she whispered. "I love to make it on a waterbed!"
Glenda was breathing hard by the time they reached the bedroom. She had been horny all day and she loved to fuck with Alex. She loved the way he could fuck her hard and then gentle, varying the speed and force of his thrusts. She knew all about Alex's fantasy of popping a virgin and sometimes she was almost sorry that she couldn't be one again. She pretended to be innocent, though. That really turned him on. Alex was just an old-fashioned guy who deserved a truly innocent girl. She wondered if he'd ever find one.
Glenda's thoughts were interrupted when Alex's fingers brushed against her titties. She felt him pull the plump fullness of her nipple into his mouth and her body took over. All die could think about was cock and how to get it.
Her pussy squirmed frantically. Her thighs parted for the probing search of his hard finger. She loved it when he played with her pussy first. She loved feeling his stiff finger in her tight little cuntmouth.
Alex rolled her sweet little love button until it was hard and throbbing. He could hear her loud panting and he knew that she loved every touch of his finger on her clit. He looked down and saw the slick sheen of her pussyjuice coating her cunt and he knew that she was just as horny as he was. She was practically gushing cuntcream and her whole body trembled with lust.
"It's good, isn't it baby?" Alex growled. "You like it when I stick my fingers in your pussy, don't you?'
"Yes," she breathed. "Oh, yes! I love it, Alex!"
Alex grinned. Glenda was a perfect fuck. He wished he didn't have this stupid idea in his mind about a virgin. If the thought of popping a virgin wasn't so damn exciting to him, he would enjoy Glenda even more.
Alex was stuck though. He had been dreaming of a fresh, innocent virgin for so long that nothing else could quite measure up. He had his heart set on popping a cherry and nothing else would do.
Alex shook his head helplessly. It was dumb to fantasize about something he would probably never have. Here was Glenda ... all hot and lusty for him ... and he was dreaming about some virgin. How dumb could he get?
Alex climbed over Glenda. They were both panting with passion. He wedged his hard body between her soft legs. Then he dropped his hips and made his stiff, hard prick point straight at her sweet spasming pussymouth.
Glenda groaned. Her glossy cuntmouth sucked open with a sticky noise. She couldn't help but spread her legs wide and hold him tightly. She drew him down, down to her hot cunt, down to her hot vat of sweet cuntjuice.
Alex let Glenda pull him closer. The soft head of his swollen cock nosed gently between the petals of her searing cuntlips. They found the muscular hole of her pussymouth and poked up against it.
He could feel her pussymouth sucking in and out, trying to grasp the head of his prick and draw it inside into her steaming depths. It made sticky, slippery sounds when it nipped open and shut and Alex felt the heat rise in his quivering nutsack. Then he couldn't stand it any longer. He had to sink his hard cock into her burning wet pussy.
Alex plowed into her hot cunt. His stiff prick slid all the way up her spasming pussytunnel and nosed against the burning softness of her womb. It slipped easily through the soft folds and slippery wetness. Her pussy was just big enough for his prick. It let him in easily and then clutched him tightly, squeezing around his prick like a glove of hot oiled silk.
"Oooooooh!" she moaned. It always felt like this when Alex first plunged into her burning cunt. Her pussy would relax just enough to let him in and then her muscles would contract, squeezing him tightly. Her little clit would nudge right up against him and poke out, rubbing lewdly. Sugary thrills would race through her body and she would cry out with pleasure as his cock nudged up against her hot womb.
Alex's chest rubbed up against her thrusting tits. Her nipples poked out against his chest hair and tingles ran the length of her body. She crept a little closer to him and mashed her tits up to his chest. Then she squirmed beneath him, making her nipples roll against his chest.
"Oooooooh," she moaned. "Ooooooh, Alex ... feels so good ... love your hard cock honey .. love it!"
Alex could feel her nipples grinding up against his chest. Her pussylips clamped around his cockshaft and squeezed like a stroking hand and grasping fingers. Her pussy was unbelievably hot and wet, like dipping into a steaming vat of passion. Alex groaned right along with her. Glenda was a fantastic fuck.
Alex began plunging. He thrust his prick in and out, around and around, seeking out all the little ignored treasures of her cunt and touching them with the soft nose of his long, thick cock. He heard her gasp in excitement and felt her pull him closer.
"Ooooooh! Alex, darling! Mmmmmmm!" she moaned. She wrapped her arms tightly around his back and twisted her pussy to meet his raging cock. She braced herself and rocked with his plunging thrusts, giving her pussy to him, pumping it up to meet his downward thrusts.
Glenda felt his prick swell. It stretched out to its full length and banged up against her womb. It slid back and forth, in and out of her squeezing pussytunnel. It slipped almost all the way out and then plunged in again, imitating a pile driver, slamming into her wet depths.
Alex's body mashed against hers. He made her gasp and wail as he beat his hips against her soft body and fucked her hard.
Alex lifted his body up all the way off hers and then dropped it back down again, plunging fiercely into her pussy, making her cuntjuice shoot all the way up into the air.
"Oooooh! Darling! Harder ... harder!" Glenda was out of her mind with passion. She loved it when Alex fucked her hard like this. She felt like she was being savagely raped.
She howled out her pleasure. She thrust her hips up to meet his and opened her legs all the way to his plunging thrusts. He plunged in, all the way to the back of her pussytunnel and slammed up against her womb. Her whole body shook in passion. She loved It!
Alex grasped her titties fiercely. He rolled them in his fingers and pinched her nipples. Then he pulled at them and let them snap back against her chest, quivering and throbbing.
His hands slid down her back and cupped the quivering globes of her hot asscheeks. They squeezed the sensitive flesh and pulled it firmly so that her pussy was split open even farther. He lifted her up and mashed her hot pussy up around the shaft of his raging prick. She was impaled firmly on his cock. He held her tightly and plunged away.
Glenda's legs spread open as far as they could go and wrapped around his back. She felt his body banging into hers and she dug her heels into his ass.
"Fuck me baby!" she screamed. "Fuck me good! Give me hard cock, Alex! Give me every inch you've got!"
"Ready?" Alex gasped. He nibbled at her neck and moved on to her ear. "Ready to come?"
"Yes!" Glenda gasped. "Oh, yes! You too, baby! Give it to me! Make your cock shoot all over my hot pussy! Give me your hot cream, Alex! Shoot me full of your hot cockcream!"
"Come on, baby!" Alex gasped. "Blow it honey! Make your pussy shake around my cock. Squeeze it out of me, Glenda! Make your hot cunt suck it out of my balls!"
Glenda snapped her pussy around his cockshaft. She squeezed him with all the muscles in her hot, squirming cunt. She made her pussy shake and throb. He was almost there, almost ready to fill her hot pussy with his blasting sperm.
Glenda felt him build up with lust. She could tell that he was really going to come hard. He was plunging faster and faster, harder and harder. It was really going to be a gusher. He was going to fill her cunt full of hot, steaming cum. He was going to grind and blast all the way to the back of her spasming pussytunnel. His hot jism would blast s against the soft fiery surface of her womb and fill her cunt He was going to hose her full and hold her tightly so she didn't miss a drop.
Glenda made her cunt walls squeeze even harder around his stiff cockshaft. Her cunt sucked like a vacuum cleaner. Her .soft asscheeks quivered and made her whole cunt tremble. Her pussytunnel slid along his nearly exploding cockshaft and milked it. She could feel his cockhead pulse and throb.
Glenda reached down and cupped his balls. She felt them tense and grow full at the light touch of her stroking fingers. They quivered and swelled, growing larger and larger with the load of hot sperm he was almost ready to shoot into her hot, hungry pussy.
Alex gasped. He grunted and growled. He slammed into her hot, wet pussy again and again, faster and faster, until she thought that he would surely drive her right through the mattress.
The waterbed rocked beneath her body. She felt like she was afloat on a sea of passion. The momentum of Alex's thrusts was made even more intense by the rocking of the bed. It rippled under her body, carrying her pussy right up to meet him. Alex plunged and the bed made her body answer his downward thrust, slamming her cunt up to impale his hard, bursting prick.
"Aaaaaaah! Baby! Jesus! You're so hot and wet! ' It's almost here baby ... it's almost ready!"
Alex gasped and grunted. He pumped, making his thick cockshaft thrust deeper and deeper into her steaming, throbbing pussy. He pulled her asscheeks apart with his hands and made her wet, widely-split pussy squish up around him.
Her pussy spasmed around his thickly plunging prick. She couldn't stop the words that poured from her throat.
"That's it, Alex! Fuck me deep! Fuck me hard, Alex! Blast your prick in my hot pussy! My pussy's thirsty Alex! Give me the load in your balls. Blast me full of it Alex! Ooooooooh!"
Glenda's nipples punched against Alex's hard chest. They throbbed and pulsed as every inch of her body came to screaming life.
All she could think about was cock; Alex's thick cock thrusting into her wide-open pussy. Her body felt like it was on fire. She creamed helplessly and then she let out a loud squeal of lust.
"Aaaaaaagh! Fuck me, darling! Fuck me!"
Glenda couldn't hold back the squeals and screams of passion that burst out of her throat. She couldn't be quiet. She didn't care who heard her or what happened. All she wanted was Alex's hard cock, pounding into her split cunt and the blast of his searing cum.
Alex's prick bucked and throbbed inside of her. She clasped her arms tightly around his back and clung to him. Her body shuddered and pulsed with violent shudders of approaching orgasm.
It was more than Alex could stand. He couldn't hold back the load of blasting sperm that he had for her clutching pussy.
"Aaaaaaagh!" he bellowed. "Yaaaaaagh!"
He squeezed her tightly as he ground into her cunt one last time. Then suddenly, she was on top of him, rolling around like mad, his body clamped tightly to hers, his prick still pounding and thrusting into her hungry pussy.
They rolled and fucked wildly, first him on top and then her, thrashing and squealing, his cock blasting spurts of hot sperm all the way up her squirming pussytunnel. His cock hosed against her womb, splattering her soft tissues with his searing cream. His cock was like a hot hose, blasting into her cunt until she was so full that it overflowed and ran down her legs. Glenda could feel the sticky cum slide over her body. She felt her pussy leaking and oozing love juices, but still his cock kept on blasting. It was the biggest load of cum she had ever felt. It was a gusher, hot and creamy and slippery.
Cuntjuice and sperm squirted between her cuntlips and rolled out. It leaked on the bed as they thrashed and rolled through the sticky hot wetness.
"Jesus! Glenda! Jesus!"
Alex threw his head back and grinned. "Shit! I didn't think I was ever going to stop coming!"-Glenda managed to catch her breath. "Oh! So good! So much!" she gasped. "You really needed that bad!"
Alex laughed loudly. Then he looked down at himself and the bed. "Guess I should have waited to take my shower," he snorted. "Now I'll just have to do it all over again."
Glenda bounced off the waterbed. She headed for the bathroom trailing her gown in her hand. Right before she closed the door she looked back at him and giggled.
"Forget the batteries, Alex," she cooed. "I really don't think I'll be needing them today!"
Alex leaned back against the pillows. He wished for the millionth time that he could get over his fixation about popping a virgin. If it wouldn't be for that stupid fantasy of his, he would be perfectly happy fucking Glenda for the rest of his life.
Then he glanced down at his watch. He would have to hurry to get to Paul's on time. "Hurry up in there," he called out over the sound of running water. "I've got to leave in fifteen minutes."
The water shut off abruptly. Glenda came out of the bathroom dressed in her gown again. She walked over to the bed and lifted the head of his limp cock.
"Hope you don't have a date," she teased. "I don't think that thing will be ready for any more pussy for a long time!"
CHAPTER NINE
"Sure, I remember who Donna is," Alex replied. He took another sip of the drink Paul had made for him. At last he understood why Paul had invited him over for drinks. Paul was obviously trying to set him up some sort of a double date with Donna.
Alex tried to remember exactly what Donna looked like. He remembered a short, dark-haired girl with nice legs and a kind of a nervous smile. He wondered if Donna knew about Paul's scheme.
"Donna's kind of shy, you know," Paul went on. "She hasn't really dated anybody before. She never even had a close girl friend before Kitty switched to night shift. Kitty says Donna's still a virgin."
Alex's limp cock stirred into instant life. A virgin! He wondered if there was any chance that Donna was the virgin of his dreams. He tried even harder to remember more about her. He shook his head. He really didn't remember her that well. He could see sort of a hazy image of a trim little nurse whispering down the hall in her quiet shoes but that was all.
"When Kitty told me that Donna was a virgin, I thought about you, Alex," Paul laughed. "I know you're always talking about finding a virgin. Donna's probably the only one around for hundreds of miles."
Alex laughed. "I think you're right," he replied. "That's certainly a challenge all right. I don't suppose she'd be interested in going out with me, would she?"
"You can ask her yourself," Paul grinned. "She and Kitty are supposed to be here in five minutes. I guess we kind of set you up, Alex. Kitty figured that Donna needed to know more about men and Donna says that she's willing to learn. She's shy though and she doesn't have the nerve to come on with a guy. Besides, she's sort of got her cap set for you, from what Kitty says."
Alex grinned widely. "Jesus Christ!" he exclaimed. "Sounds like the answer to a prayer. I can hardly wait!"
* * *
Kitty held out her glass for another drink. "I think I'd like to get bombed tonight before work," she giggled. "If Dr. Connor is on another one of his rampages, I'd like to have the nerve to tell him where to get off!"
Donna giggled shyly. Even though Kitty had told her to come on strong and Paul gave her the thumbs up signal, she was still scared silly. She cast a furtive little glance at Alex and blushed deep red when she found that he was eying her too.
Alex almost laughed right out loud, he was so pleased. He had a virgin at last! He could hardly wait to be alone with her. Maybe he could even manage something tonight, during her lunch break.
Kitty stood up and put her glass on the counter. Then she held out her hand to Paul. "Well, honey," she drawled. "Are we going to just sit here and watch those two stare at each other or are we going to make use of our time? I'm homier than the devil! How about a good fuck before work to wake you up?"
Paul looked shocked for a moment and then he laughed loudly. Leave it to Kitty to come up with a shocking statement. Poor Donna looked like she was ready to sink through the floor. Even Alex looked a little slacked and a bit embarrassed.
Paul gave a shrug of his shoulders and started , toward the bedroom. Donna could see the way his cock practically pushed its way out of his pants at Kitty's suggestion. There was no doubt about it! Paul was horny, too. The door shut behind them.
A split second later the door opened again; Kitty poked her head out and waved at them. "We've only got an hour Donna. I'll leave it up to you to holler at me if we don't notice the time." She winked lewdly and disappeared into the room.
Donna blushed again. She hadn't really expected things to go this fast. She wondered what Alex was thinking. She didn't want to play hard to get, but she didn't exactly want to be easy either. She really didn't know what to do!
Donna gave a little gasp when she felt Alex's hand on her arm. Then she felt foolish so she blushed even deeper.
Alex laughed gently and squeezed her arm. "Hey, don't be so up-tight," he said. "We can just sit here and talk if you like. I'm not going to force you to do something you don't want to do."
Donna thought of all sorts of things. She wondered if Alex's prick was hard and stiff like Paul's was. She wondered if her pussy was wetter than Kitty's. Then she wondered if Paul was going to suck Kitty's pussy again.
She gave a low little sigh. She wished that she knew what Paul had told Alex. She wasn't sure just how to proceed. The only thing she was sure of was the horny demands of her throbbing pussy. She decided to just jump in with both feet.
"I'm really glad that I have this chance to talk to you outside the hospital," she said and then stopped. She really didn't have the foggiest notion what to say next. What should she say to a guy she was trying to seduce? She told him that he was handsome. That was it.
"You really look handsome tonight, Alex," she said, feeling more and more foolish. That wasn't exactly right either. There must be something else she could say, something personal. She would say something that would make him remember her.
"I mean ... I've been thinking about you for a long time now. I ... I've been trying to figure out some way to get you alone."
Donna covered her face with her hands. She had really blown it this time. She was making a complete fool of herself!
Suddenly, the situation struck her funny. She knew it was a foolish thing to do but she started giggling. Alex must have thought she was a complete idiot.
Donna couldn't stifle the laughter that burst from her throat. She was positive that she was thoroughly confusing Alex, but it didn't really matter. The whole thing was just too funny!
Donna gasped and chortled. "You ... You ... You must think that I'm a real weirdo!" she choked out between giggles. "It's just that I've been looking forward to this all day and I got so horny ... I mean, just thinking about you and everything ... and then Paul said that you were looking for a virgin and...."
Donna stopped as his strong arms folded around her. Then she couldn't talk anymore because his lips were covering hers and they were soft and demanding at the same time. Her whole body sank into a whirlpool of exciting, swirling passion and she pulled him close to her.
She felt something hard pressing against her body. Without even thinking she reached down and placed her hand over the hard lump of his thick cock. Then she jerked her hand back as she realized what she'd done.
"Oh! I didn't mean to do that!" she gasped, thoroughly flustered. "You must think fm terrible!"
Alex laughed gently. He reached out for her hand and put it back on his hard cock. "I don't think you're terrible at all," he murmured in her ear. "I think you're wonderful and I think that we're going to have a wonderful time!"
Donna shuddered in passion. She knew and Alex knew. She was going to get fucked for the first time tonight. Alex was going to pop her cherry and she was going to help him do it.
"I ... I don't exactly know what to do," she said shyly, trying not to blush anymore. "I want to learn though. Teach me Alex. Teach me how to do everything you like."
Alex almost came, her words excited him so much. He could feel hot cum swell his nutsack and threaten to burst from the engorged head of his cock. His prickshaft gave a mighty twinge that made him catch his breath with emotion.
"Let's start by showing you a nice hard cock," he breathed. "Have you ever seen a cock, Donna?"
"Well, I've seen pictures and once I peeked at Paul" and Kitty," she answered, "but I've never touched one or anything like that."
Alex unzipped his pants and slipped his hand inside. Then he drew his hard, thick cock out and displayed it proudly.
"Oh my God!" Donna gasped weakly. "Oh, Alex! It'll never fit! It's just too big to go inside my pussy! Oooooooh!"
Tears came to Donna's eyes. It was awful! She had been waiting so long and now the man of her dreams had a cock that was too big for her small pussy. It was the end of the world!
Alex laughed gently. "Hey," he comforted her, "it's not too big. Your pussy stretches, you know. You don't have to worry about that. I promise you that it'll fit!"
Donna sighed gratefully. "Are you sure?" she asked, still doubtful. "I mean, I can't even get my finger in very well and your cock is a lot bigger than that!"
"I'm positive," Alex assured her. "I'll tell you what. You can play with my cock and I'll play with your pussy and we'll check everything out for size. How does that sound?"
"Oh, that's just fine!" Donna breathed. "Let me touch your cock first, though. If you start playing with my pussy I won't be able to think about anything else!"
Donna leaned closer to Alex's hard cock. She examined it closely. It was a light shade of flesh-pink all along the shaft. The tip of it was knobby and it was deeper red and looked like a mushroom. It was pretty! Donna felt her pussy twinge in pleasure just looking at it.
His cock was standing straight out from a mat of curly dark hairs. Donna touched them with her finger to see if they felt as crisp and wiry as they looked. They didn't feel any different from her beaver-hair. They were soft and fluffy and silky on her finger. They formed a bush of silk that was thick and cuddly.
Donna's gaze went lower. She followed his prick from the tip right back' to the roots. She examined his dangling balls. They were tight and sort of bumpy-looking. They swelled and rippled as she watched and ran her fingertips over them. They felt hot and soft and full of life.
Donna still didn't see how his cock was going to fit in her tiny pussy. She had trouble fitting her hand around it. It filled her hand when she tried to wrap her fingers around it and it took both hands to hold it. Even then, she had only a small area of its surface covered. There was no way that she could touch all of it at once, even with both hands, fingers extended. The swollen, purple head stuck out from between her fingers and peeked out at her.
Donna ran her fingers over the head. It was soft but she could tell it was hard underneath. It felt very slick and hot. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before. She felt her pussy cream thinking about how it would feel to have the head of it nosing into her tiny cunt, filling her up.
Donna's fist tightened around his prickshaft. She shook it up and down the way she had seen Kitty do to Paul. She found that his skin slid easily and she could feel the hardness underneath. It felt like his cock was made of bone. It was terribly hard and she squeezed a little harder as she moved her hand up and down.
Alex groaned. He could tell by the way that she was touching him, she had never done this before. He could also tell that shaking her fist up and down on his cock and beating him in that delightful manner was turning her on. Her little hips squirmed and she pressed her legs tightly together. Alex was sure that her pussy was wet and creaming.
Donna remembered what Kitty had told her about beating off. She was beating Alex's cock off with her hands, jacking up and down. She was sure that he was enjoying it.
Donna moved a little faster. Then Alex's hips came up to meet her hands. He thrust his cock against her fingers and groaned deeply. His eyes closed and his fingers kept stroking her thighs in rhythm with her pushing-pulling fingers. He held his breath and let it out in a tight shuddering sigh.
Donna smiled. She was giving Alex a hand-job.
That was what Kitty had called it. That was what she and Paul did if they only had a minute and they were horny. Donna could feel the power in her fingers as they moved swiftly over Alex's hard cock. She delighted in every gasp that escaped his clenched lips. She watched carefully.
Alex's cock lengthened and swelled. The head became shinier and a little droplet of cum bubbled out of the end. It jerked once and another droplet of cum bubbled out of the end. It jerked once and another drop appeared, white and creamy. Alex whined and then he grabbed her hands and pushed them away.
"Hey, honey," he groaned. "That's enough! You almost made me come just doing that. That was wonderful Donna, just wonderful! You did that just perfect!"
"Is that the way you do it when you don't have a pussy to stick it in?" Donna asked, her voice quivering. Then she gasped at her boldness in asking such a lewd question.
Alex didn't seem to think that it was lewd. His cock gave another twitch and he grinned. "That's right, honey," he answered. "It's better when you do it, though. It's much better!"
Donna grinned proudly. So far she had done just fine. Alex didn't seem to think she was too dumb. The things that she and Kitty had talked about helped a lot. She was feeling much less frightened now. Alex was helping her to relax. It wasn't going to be as bad as she thought.
"Would ... would you like to see my tits?" she said. "Kitty says that all guys like to play with tits!"
Donna was pretty sure that Alex would like her tits. Kitty said that they were just like hers and-Paul seemed to find Kitty's nipples irresistible. She turned her back and unzipped her uniform, letting her tits poke out. Then she turned back and faced her boldly. She didn't have quite the nerve to look him in the eye though. She kept her eyes down and listened for his reaction to her naked tits.
Donna didn't have to listen long. Alex gave a long, low whistle. "Hey!" he gasped softly. "How come I never noticed your tits before? You're a regular knockout honey! Your tits are great!"
Donna giggled. She watched his fingers come closer and closer and then they were on her nipples, pulling and rolling, stroking and tweaking until she thought that she would go crazy with lust.
"Oooooh!" she moaned. "Oooooh, Alex!"
Donna's whole body trembled. Alex's fingers were like tongues of fire, caressing her tits. Her body felt alternately hot and cold and she shuddered with passion. She could feel the heat building in her pussy and wet, hot cream squished out from her tiny, virgin pussyhole with every stroke of his magic fingers. Her nipples got as hard as marble and poked out stiffly, swelling up and blossoming on the ends of her titties.
Donna felt an invisible magnet draw her closer to him. She leaned forward and searched for his lips. His tongue flicked out and poked inside her open mouth, stabbing in and out like a miniature prick. Her pussy creamed copiously as his tongue fucked in and out of her mouth. It was a fantastic feeling. She wondered how it would feel to have his prick in her mouth, fucking in and out like that. She shuddered to think of it. Her cuntmouth spasmed and she felt her pussy suck in wildly. She would love to have his cock in her mouth. She would love to run her tongue over the tip the way she had seen Kitty do and feel the hot cum spurt in the back of her sucking throat.
Her hand dropped to his cock again, squeezing and fondling his rigid shaft. Her tongue stabbed out at his, licking and sucking. The heat between her legs grew more and more intense She felt tense all over. She had the terrible urge to poke her finger in her cunt and make herself come right in front of him.
She groaned, a low husky sound. Then she felt his fingers slide down her arm and touch her waist, traveling swiftly to her trembling pussy. His fingers slid over the crotchband of her-panties and found the groove of her cuntslit.
For an instant Donna was embarrassed. She knew that her panties were soaked with cuntjuice. Honey was practically gushing from her tight little cuntmouth and his fingers made a squishing sound as they tickled lightly at her clit. She moaned again.
"Oh, Alex! That feels so good! Oooooooh!" Suddenly Donna felt like someone was watching them. She looked up to meet Kitty's level gaze. Kitty was grinning.
"Having fun?" she asked, tapping her watch. "I hate to be the one to break this up, but we're due at the hospital in twenty minutes."
Alex groaned loudly. Then he looked down at his stiff, raging cock and laughed. He quickly stuffed it back inside his pants and stood up. "This is one night that I'm not going to get much work done," he declared straightening his clothes and looking wistfully at Donna. "You might know it! I've been waiting for you all my life and the very minute I find you, I have to go to work!"
Kitty giggled. "I'll cover for her," she offered. "She can check in and I'll think of something to tell Greta if she asks where Donna is. There'll probably be an empty room again tonight and you can just finish what you started. Sound like a good idea, Donna?"
Donna grinned. She didn't even have any second thoughts about getting into trouble at work. She didn't care where she had to do it. Tonight was the night that she was going to get fucked at last.
CHAPTER TEN
Greta sat at her desk. She hoped that it would be an easy night. She hadn't really felt like coming to work at all. She had a feeling that something upsetting was going to happen.
Greta tried to figure out what was wrong with her. She usually loved the routine at the hospital. For some reason though, it just didn't seem important tonight. She guessed it had all started when she was working on the books with Dr. Connor last night.
Greta blushed when she remembered the lusty feelings she had felt toward Dr. Connor. She remembered how tired his face had looked as he bent over the desk and how she had longed to brush the hair back from his eyes and kiss him. She had wanted to make his eyes sparkle again. She had wanted to throw her arms around him and hold him tightly. She had wanted to whisper sexy things in his ear and reach down and fondle his hard, stiff prick.
Greta shook her head angrily. These kinds of thoughts would only get her into trouble. She knew that only too well. She began to recall the time when she was a teenager on her parents' farm. She had felt warm and tingly that time too. She had been curious and adventuresome. She had been bold and she had been horny, like a bitch in heat. And she had gotten everything she wanted from Philip, whose father owned the neighboring farm.
It was a beautiful summer afternoon and Greta was down at the swimming hole that separated the two farms. She always went down there in the afternoon and spent an hour lying in the sun. She was trying to get a tan before school started for the fall. She didn't want to be the only girl in the class with white skin and her father didn't permit her to go to the beach. He thought bathing suits were sinful. Greta wasn't even supposed to be at the swimming hole. Her father thought she was helping her mother. Her mother didn't really care what Greta did, as long as she was in the kitchen in time to help with supper. With seven other brothers and sisters, her mother was too busy to try to keep track of Greta.
Greta had rolled her jeans up as far as she could. She was lying on her tummy and was just seriously considering taking off her shirt to try to tan her back when she heard a noise in the bushes. Someone was coming! She hoped that it wasn't her father. She rolled down her jeans and got up quickly, trying to look as if she had just been walking through the woods.
"Oh!" she shouted out when she realized where the noise had originated. "It's only you!" she said with relief. It was Philip, her neighbor.
Philip strolled over and flopped down next to her. He stared at the water for a moment. Greta glanced furtively at his face. He was a year older than she was and he had grown a lot during the summer. Now he was almost a head taller and he had a deep tan. He looked very attractive and very sexy. Greta felt her face flush.
"Where did you get that great tan?" she asked curiously. "I didn't think you had time to go to the beach."
"Oh, I don't," Philip replied. "I just come out here in the afternoon and swim around with no clothes on. You get tan in a hurry that way."
"Lord! I hope my father never sees you!" Greta gasped. "Then he'd never let me come down here either!"
Philip laughed. He knew what Greta meant about her father. He was a real fanatic about idle youth and the devil's temptations. If her father even thought that he was talking to Greta, he'd probably make her stay in the house until school started.
"I wonder what'll happen when you start to go j out with boys," Philip mused, grinning at her. "Your father's so strict that he'll probably insist on going along to make sure you don't get in any trouble."
Greta groaned. "It's a real drag," she admitted. "The girls in my class don't even let me in on their little talks. Everyone's afraid of my father."
Philip perked up his ears. This sounded interesting. "What little talks?" he asked. "What do the girls talk about, anyway?"
"Oh, you know. Sex and stuff like that," Greta replied casually. She blushed just a little bit when she said the word. "It's kind of bad because I don't get a chance to learn anything. I wonder sometimes."
"What about?"
"Oh, about what it's going to be like and everything. I'm just dying to find out!"
Philip stared at her. He couldn't figure out if she was just being friendly and innocent or if she was giving him a come-on. Philip wasn't exactly an expert on sex, but he had read all the dirty books his big brother had hidden under his mattress. He knew what to do. He just hadn't found anybody willing to do it with him.
"Yeah," he replied carefully. "I can hardly wait to find out, too. Guess I'll have to wait until I get my driver's license though. It's pretty hard to get a girl to go out with you if you don't have a car and you live clear out here."
Greta's mind whirled. She was beginning to think of Philip in a new and exciting way. She wanted to find out about sex and her father would never let her go out with a boy yet. There was Philip though. He lived right here and it would be easy to meet him in the woods, just like they were now. There was no one else around and they were all alone. It was a perfect spot and a perfect time. Why not?
"Oh, I think it's just perfect living clear out here," she said. "If you were to fuck a girl in the woods here, no one would ever know. It's a perfect place, all nice and private and everything."
"Yeah, that's true," Philip admitted. "But how could I get a girl to come out here? It's a long way from town."
"How about fucking a girl that lives here," Greta suggested, smiling impishly up at him. She put on her sexiest look.
"Fine!" Philip agreed. "But you're the only girl that lives within five miles of our place!"
"So? What's wrong with me?" Greta asked boldly. "I said I'd like to learn, about fucking, didn't I?"
Philip felt a blush spreading across his face. He had trouble believing that she wasn't just putting him on, teasing him like the girls in school did. If he made a move, she'd probably run all the way home.
"There's nothing wrong with you at all!" Philip stammered. "It's just ... I mean ... with your father and all...." His voice trailed off in a croak. He stared at her with shock.
"My father doesn't have to know anything about it," Greta explained. "Besides, my father would never suspect you. He thinks we're both just kids. He'd never even imagine that we'd be fucking!"
Philip still didn't believe it. He had been waiting for a chance to get one of the town girls for so long that he couldn't believe his little neighbor was serving herself up to him on a silver platter. He shook his head to clear it.
The most that she could do was to back out or slap him or something. That wouldn't be so bad. She sure wouldn't tell on him. Her father would be madder at her than at him anyway. He decided to take a chance. He inched closer to her and leaned over. His lips came down on hers.
Greta didn't get up and run home as he expected. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him back. Her tongue snaked into his mouth and flickered back and forth. She moaned and pressed her tits right up against his chest. He could feel her nipples mashing against his body.
Philip's cock hardened in his jeans. It jumped up and poked out like a pole. He could feel his nuts swell and throb and he almost came in his pants, he was so excited. He was going to get it at last. He was going to get pussy and he didn't have to wait any longer!
Philip was still a little cautious. She was just too good to be real. He had a feeling that something was going to go wrong. It was just too perfect to be true. He had never dreamed that he would be so lucky!
He remembered reading his brother's books. The next step was to play with her titties until she got all hot and horny. He wondered how to get her shirt off. There didn't seem to be any subtle way to do it. He didn't think it was very romantic to just roll it up and pull it off over her head but that was the kind of shirt it was. The girls in the sexy books always had robes on that fell open or they didn't have any clothes on at all. He didn't really know a sophisticated way to take off a girl's T-shirt.
While Philip was trying to figure out the proper way to undress her, Greta was becoming impatient. She didn't know what was holding things up, but she didn't want to wait all day. She wanted to get laid! She rolled up her T-shirt and pulled it over her head. Then she slipped out of her jeans and panties before Philip could even say anything.
"Well?" she said.
Philip's mouth opened in surprise. He could feel the blood rushing to his face. He hadn't expected her to strip like that. He thought he would have to struggle around taking off her clothes. Here she was, already naked, and he was still in his clothes!
Greta giggled. She had guessed what was on his mind. He hadn't expected it to be so easy. She was glad that she'd saved him the trouble of stripping her.
"Ooooh! Hurry up, Philip. Play with my titties."
Philip couldn't believe that he had heard her correctly. She must be hotter than hell to ask him to do that. He hadn't believed that girls could be so bold. She must want it real bad!
Philip laid his hands on her tits. The rubbery nipples spiked out to rub against his palms. Her titties were smooth and silky and unbelievably soft. He squeezed them gently and heard her sigh deeply. She looked like she was really enjoying what he was doing. He felt a surge of confidence running through him. He guessed that he could fuck her good. She liked what he had done so far. He would just watch her reactions and do all the things she seemed to like the best.
He gently squeezed and molded her tits. He rubbed the nipples between his fingers and rolled them firmly. He got bolder and bolder, tugging gently at her nipples and then tweaking them sharply.
Greta felt strange thrills run through her body. Every time Philip rubbed her nipples she felt an answering glow in her pussy. Her hot cunt pulsed and creamed with every tug of his fingers and stroke of his hand.
"Ummmmm, I like that," she murmured, "That feels really good, Philip."
Philip knew that she wasn't pretending. He felt her nipples harden like little pebbles beneath his fingers. They swelled up in his hands and throbbed. He decided it was time for the next step.
Philip lowered his head and drew one of her stiff nipples into his mouth. He stuck out his tongue and began to lick and tickle her hot little nub, running his tongue around it in tight circles.
"Aaaaaaah," she sighed. "Oh, Philip! That's wonderful!"
She clamped her legs together. Her pussy was creaming so much that it squished as her pussylips rubbed together. She could feel hot thrills coursing through her body. They ran from her throbbing, pulsing nipple all the way down to her wetly creaming pussy.
Philip sucked in a little harder. He closed his lips around her hot nipple and drew it deeper into his wet mouth. He could feel it getting bigger and harder. It was growing, just like his cock. It was standing stiffly out and throbbing in his mouth.
"Ooooooh!" Greta squealed. "Ooooh, Philip! Do the other one too! Play with one and suck the other!"
Greta was getting so turned on by the sucking actions of Philip's wet, hot mouth that her pussy felt like it was flooding in her own juices. It was steaming up and growing swollen. Her cuntlips puffed up and spread open with a slurping sound. Her cunt felt like it was on fire with lust. She wiggled a little and groaned breathlessly. She had never dreamed it would be this wonderful.
Philip trailed his mouth down her body. He worked from her hot, swollen titties down to her fluffy, golden beaver. He nuzzled her cunthair with his nose and drank in the smell of her aroused pussy. He wanted to lick all over it and explore her cunt with his tongue. He felt his cock jerk and throb at the thought.
Philip wasn't sure what to look for when he parted the fine fringe of golden hair on her pussymound. He stared eagerly as her pretty red pussyslit came into view. Then he saw her spasming cuntmouth. It was glistening with cuntjuice and looked deep and mysterious. He longed to sink his hard prick into that glistening hole. He wanted to push it in, way up to his throbbing balls and then pull it out again. He wanted to saw back and forth until the sperm bubbled up out of his cock and shot out right into that dark velvety hole.
He placed his fingers on each side of her pussyslit and pulled her puffy cuntlips apart to see what was inside. Her cuntlips were coated with her pussycream and they glistened too. There was a tiny little bud of bright red that was sticking out. He reached it with his finger and jiggled it back and forth.
"Oooooooooh!" she squealed. "Do it again! Do it some more!" He watched her face as he rubbed his fingertip against the little joy button. Cuntcream flowed up out of her dark, musky pussymouth and ran down her pussyslit. It wet her bloated cuntlips and filled the air with a sweet fragrance. She moaned and rubbed her pussy up against his hand, pressing her little-button harder against his fingers.
Philip knew what he wanted to do now. He wondered if she would object. She hadn't objected to anything he'd done so far and if she acted like she didn't like it, he could always go back to something safer. He decided to try it and see what happened.
He lowered his head until his face was brushing against the silky hairs of her cuntmound. Then he stuck out his tongue and flicked and teased her clit.
"Aaaaaaah!" she squealed. "Oh, Philip! That's ... that's great! Just the best! Do it some more, Philip! Pleeeeeease!"
Philip grinned. He could hardly wait. He savored the little taste of pussycream that he had lapped up with his exploring tongue and rolled it around in his mouth. He loved the way it tasted. It was sweet and strong. It tasted like a hot woman should taste. He lowered his face to her pussy again and let his tongue explore some more.
"Oooooooh!" she gasped as his tongue traveled up the smooth channel and brushed against her clit again. "Oh, that's wonderful! I love it! I love you! Lick me more! Lick meeeeee!"
Philip concentrated on her bucking little love button. He lashed it back and forth with his tongue. He circled around it and teased the very tip of it. He nipped at it with his lips and pressed it gently against his teeth. He tugged at it with his lips and rolled it over his tongue.
Greta went wild. She threw her legs up and clamped them around his neck, forcing his head to stay in her hot pussy. Her body trembled and she moaned constantly. Her cunt steamed with passion and her pussymouth sucked in at the empty air.
Philip felt pleased. She really loved this. He pressed his lips to her hard clit and sucked in. Then he tickled the very tip of it with his tongue as he drew in.
"Aaaaaagh!" she screeched. Her body thrashed and quivered. She felt a searing pleasure build up in her pussy. She was almost ready to come. He was making her come, just by sucking on that funny little bump in her pussy.
Fierce spasms shook Greta's body. She screamed out her pleasure and then she pushed his head back. She kissed him deeply on the lips and gasped out her pleasure. "Oh, Philip! Where did you ever learn to do that? It was so wonderful! So much better than when I do it with my finger! Ohh Philip! It was just beautiful!"
Suddenly she noticed that he still had all his clothes on. "Oh!" she gasped. "I'm being so selfish! Take off your clothes and let me do it to you too! If it feels that good for me, I'll bet it'll be good for you too! I'll lick your cock and suck on it a little and see if you like it as much as I did!" Philip couldn't believe his ears. He knew what cocksucking was. He had read all about that. He didn't think that he'd ever get any though. He figured that he'd have to go to a whore to get a girl to suck his cock. Now Greta was telling him to hurry and take off his clothes so she could do it.
Philip was a little nervous. He'd never undressed in front of a girl before. He pulled off his shirt quickly. That didn't bother him. Taking off his pants was another thing altogether. If it wouldn't have been for her promise to lick his cock, he might just have backed down. It looked like his prick was the same size as the ones in the pictures, but he wasn't really sure. What if it was too small and she laughed at him?
Then he remembered. He didn't have to be so worried about it. She hadn't seen any other pricks, anyway. If it was smaller than other men's she wouldn't know the difference! He breathed a sigh of relief and pulled down his jeans and shorts in one quick jerk.
Greta watched, wide-eyed for her first glimpse of cock. She gasped excitedly as his long pole came into view.
Philip's cock grew up out of a patch of curly, silky-looking hair. It stood up straight, like the stalk of a giant flower. It was almost white and the head was bright red with a dark little slit in the very tip.
Greta looked at his balls. They were round and full. They looked smooth and they didn't have any hair on them. They rippled a little as he noticed her looking at them. Then she raised her gaze to his face and grinned excitedly at him.
"It's just beautiful, Philip!" she exclaimed. "Do you think you can get it into my pussy? It looks awfully big to fit inside me,"
"Sure," Philip boasted. "Don't worry about a thing. It'll fit. All pussies stretch and my cock is the same size as everybody else's."
Greta smiled. She didn't know that Philip was just guessing about pussies stretching and the size of his cock. Philip really didn't have the foggiest notion if pussies stretched. He just wanted to make her relax about it so she wouldn't back out. He was going to jam his cock all the way up her dark, creamy cunt one way or another.
"Is it all right if I touch it?" she asked in a tiny little voice. "I won't hurt it any."
Philip grinned. "Sure! Go ahead!" he blurted. "Knock yourself out!"
Greta reached out eagerly and ran her finger over his cockshaft. She traced up and down its hot, silky length. Then she ran her finger lightly around his balls. She felt happy touching him. Maybe she could make him feel as good as he'd made her feel. If Greta could have known how Philip felt, she would have been more than pleased at her first attempts to play with a prick. Philip got so excited by her light, stroking touches that he almost shot his load in her hand. Fierce waves of pleasure radiated from his balls and ran through his cock as Greta stroked him.
"Jesus! That feels great!" he gasped. "You sure know how to do that, Greta!"
Greta beamed. She was happy that she was making him feel good. She was learning a lot this afternoon. She tightened her fingers around his stiff cockshaft and squeezed them together. She pumped it gently. Then she made a ring of her fingers and made the head of his cock poke through it. That should feel just like fucking, she thought. Her pussy would be tight and his prickhead would slide right on through, just as it was sliding through her fingers. She shivered in excitement. She didn't know how much longer she could wait to find out what a real prick felt like, sliding deep into her pussy. She had promised to lick and suck him though, and he had spent a long time doing it to her. She owed it to him to make him feel that good.
Greta continued to stroke his cock as she was thinking. Now she looked down in surprise. There was a creamy droplet of cum at the tip of his cock. It was hanging at the very tip of his cockhead, just emerging from the dark red glans hole.
"Is that cum?" she asked eagerly.
Philip nodded.
"Oooooh! Do you mind if I taste it?" she asked, not seeming to notice that his cock lurched mightily at her words. "I'd really like to find out what it tastes like."
"Uh ... sure ... I mean ... yes, go ahead," he stuttered, resisting the urge to grab her by her shining blonde hair and jam her head down on his stiff, aching prick.
Greta moved closer. She watched the small droplet of cum turn into a big bubble of glistening cockcream. It started to roll off the head of his prick and she swooped down and caught it with her small pink tongue. Then she wedged her tongue against his glans hole and licked greedily. His cream tasted nice. She liked it!'
"Mmmmmmm!" he moaned loudly.
"What's the matter?" Greta asked. "Does it hurt when I do that?"
"No!" Philip practically shouted. "Oh, no! It doesn't hurt at all! It feels just great! You just go ahead and do that all you want!"
Greta did it again. She wiggled her tiny tongue tip in his wet glans hole and heard him groan again. This time she knew that it was in pleasure, not in pain. She licked up his cum as soon as it bubbled out, licking and tasting. She smacked her lips together and savored the rich, creamy taste.
She tired of that after a little while but she still wanted to taste his cockcream. She decided that it might be fun to suck on him. She opened her mouth hungrily and popped the head of his prick right inside her hot soft lips. Then she sucked gently, trying to get the cum to shoot out faster.
"Oooooooh! Jesus! Suck my cock, baby!" he baled. "Suck it hard, Greta. Suck all the cum out of my balls and eat it!"
Greta sucked harder until his legs were twitching and his ass was shaking. She could feel his cock jerk and buck in her mouth and she guessed that he might be getting ready to shoot his load of sperm into her mouth.
Philip was ecstatic. He had never dreamed that Greta would do something like this to him. It was better than his homiest daydream. He couldn't stop the load of jism that built up to the bursting point in his balls.
Philip groaned in anguish. He knew that he had better stop her before he came in her mouth. After all, he wanted to fuck his hard prick in her wet pussymouth. He could always come in her mouth later. Right now he wanted to bust through her cherry and fuck a girl for the first time.
He tried to push her head away but he couldn't seem to do it. Her mouth and tongue were doing such super things to him. He didn't want her to stop. She was slurping up his hard cockshaft like it was candy. She made little sounds of pleasure while she sucked. She acted like she was turned on by doing it.
Sucking cock did turn Greta on. She loved having Philip's hard cock in her mouth, stuffing it full and bulging out her cheeks. She liked to suck it hard and feel it jump and jerk in her throat. She liked the feeling of power that she got. She knew that she was doing something very wonderful for Philip.
She felt his cock jerk even harder than usual. It seemed to be swelling up even more and becoming rock-hard. She knew that something was about to happen and she pushed it out of her mouth.
"Fuck me now!" she squealed. "Fuck me now before you come in my mouth!"
Philip groaned. He had been on the verge of coming. The hot sperm had boiled up in his balls and he had almost come to the point of no return. She had jerked her head away just in the nick of time. He didn't know whether he was glad or sorry. His balls were screaming to come. But he wanted to hold out for her cherry. He guessed that he was glad she had stopped. He would have to hurry and fuck her though. The ache in his balls was almost unbearable.
Philip couldn't control himself any longer. He had to get into her tight pussy. He rolled her over on her back and knelt between her slim legs. The pink slit of her pussy was wide open now, open and waiting for his cock ... her first cock!
Philip seized his cock and aimed it at her tiny, pulsing cunthole and pushed forward, falling on top of her heavily.
"Ooooh!" she gasped. She felt his cock trying to push into her. It didn't seem to be going in though. She wiggled her hips a little and threw her legs widely apart. Then she lifted her pussy up to meet the slippery surface of his wet cockhead. It hurt, but only for an instant and then he was sliding in, past the slippery hot tissues of her pussytunnel, all the way to the back of her cunt.
His cock was big. It was terribly big. It stuffed her tiny pussy and made her hole stretch out widely. It didn't hurt anymore though. It was beginning to feel really good.
Philip heaved a sigh of excitement and relief. He had done it! He was inside her hot pussy. His cock was plowing right into her sweet pussy and it felt great. He banged harder against her soft body and felt his balls pound up against her soft asscheeks. They slapped and bounced and swelled up with his load of cum. Now he had somewhere to shoot. At last he was going to blast his cockcream into a cunt.
"Is it all right, honey?" he asked. "Do you like it?"
"Oh, yes!" she squealed. "I just love it, Philip! It's wonderful!" Her pussyhole squeezed his prick tightly and nipped at him every time he bucked in and out. Her pussy knew just what to do.
Philip couldn't hold it any longer. Her pussy was so hot and sweet. It was slick and burning inside and his cock jerked wildly and pushed out to fill it up. It was like hot velvet inside and he slammed in and out, over and over.
"Ooooh! I love to fuck!" she squealed. She threw her legs up around his waist thrusting her horny pussy right up against him. She creamed around his tightly plunging cock and sucked in with her pussymouth. She felt a strange sensation, sort of like when his tongue was licking her pussy, but different. It felt delicious. The tide of pleasure built up in her sending sugary thrills through her, stronger and stronger in their intensity.
Suddenly a violent blast of pleasure shot through her body. She was coming again, only it was better this time. Her pussy snapped and convulsed around his hard cockshaft. It was the most wonderful thing she had ever felt.
Philip felt her pussy squeeze his cock. It pulled him deeper and deeper. He watched her eyes roll wildly. Her face turned red and she squealed in joy. He knew that she was coming and her snapping pussy made his cock explode too. Even though he tried to stop it, to make it last a little longer, he couldn't do it. Her pussy sucked the cum right out of his swelling balls.
Philip moaned loudly. Then his prick was spurting and blasting inside her hot pussy, filling her tiny pussychannel with hot cream and blasting juice.
It was even better than Greta had imagined. She planned on doing a lot more fucking now that she'd found Philip.
Unfortunately, Greta was to get only one more afternoon of delight before her naughty pastime was discovered. She still remembered her father's face that next afternoon, when he had stumbled upon she and Philip by the swimming hole. It was enough to turn any girl off fucking for life.
Greta's flushed face took on a puzzled expression. She wondered if she was getting over her block about fucking at last. She hadn't even ' thought about her father's face when she was dreaming about Dr. Connor at home last night. She had played with her pussy in delight, imagining that his hands were touching her ... his hands were creating those delightful feelings in her spasming pussy ... his hard cock was bursting inside her churning, climaxing cunt. She hadn't thought of her father even once. Maybe she was going to have fun again, at last.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Donna sighed deeply with pleasure. She and Alex were at work, except they weren't working. They were in Room 210 where there was a nice hospital bed and no patient.
Alex lay between her parted thighs. He propped up his head on one arm so he could look at her face'. He used the other one to hold his eager cock.
He rubbed the soft tip of it against her puffy, honey-coated cuntlips.
Donna moaned every time she felt his soft, hot cock nose into her pussy. She could feel her cuntlips bloating and puffing out. They spread out for him, just as if he had pulled them apart with his fingers. She looked down and watched him ... watched his hard cock rub against her sensitive pussy-flesh and she felt her cuntmouth snap and spasm.
Hot pussycream soaked her horny cunt. It gushed out of her nipping pussyhole and ran over her whole cuntslit. It bathed her swollen pussylips and caught in a pool at the bottom of her pussy. She hoped that it wouldn't stain the sheets. Changing the bed was no problem, but putting fuck-stained sheets in the hospital laundry was. Greta would be sure to notice that the sheets were missing if she took them home to wash. She and Dr. Connor kept a running toll of supplies.
Oh, well, she would just have to take care of that little problem if it happened. It really didn't do any good to worry about it now. She didn't know what was wrong with her, thinking silly things like that at a time like this.
She looked down and watched Alex's sturdy cockhead nose between her cuntlips again. She forgot all about the sheets and Greta and Dr.
Connor. She wanted to know more about Alex's cock and whether it had done this to many girls before her.
"Have ... have ... have you done this before?" she asked nervously. "I mean ... have you done it to a virgin before?"
Alex smiled gently at her. "A little nervous about it?" he asked, guessing the source of her anxiety.
She nodded.
"Don't worry about a thing, honey," he soothed her. "I can guarantee that you'll love fucking once we get my cock inside your tight little pussy! You'll probably be chasing me down to the lab and raping me behind the rack of test tubes after you get your first taste of fucking!"
Donna giggled. "Would you mind that?" she teased.
"No. I'd love it. I've got a feeling that you and I are going to be a team from here on in."
Donna felt the blush spread across her face. That sounded wonderful! She wiggled her slippery pussy a little closer to Alex's hard cock and rubbed her soft, hot pinkness against him. "Alex! Do it! Take my cherry!"
"Are you ready?" Alex asked breathlessly. "Now?"
"Yes! Now!"
His cock angled toward her pussy. The head of it slid right up against her spasming pussymouth and pushed gently.
Donna gasped. It felt so big ... like a doorknob wedged between her slippery, hot pussylips. Part of her mind wanted to scream for him to stop, to take that huge thing out of her before he plunged it, hurting, inside her narrow pussychannel. She didn't though.
Her pussy was wet and horny. She wanted his huge prick inside. Her pussy itched to feel his hard cockshaft ripping into her, filling her up with hot cockmeat.
She took a deep breath. The decision was already made. She wanted him so fiercely that nothing could stop her. She lifted her asscheeks off the bed and brought her pussy up to meet his lunging cock.
She felt a sudden wave of pain that made her gasp. It was impossible! It just wouldn't work. He was too big and she was too small. She felt the pool of tears welling up in her eyes.
Then she felt something else. He was drawing back and preparing for another lunge at her tight, incredibly small pussyhole. She sucked in her breath and waited. She tried not to think about how much it was going to hurt. She thought of how she would be his girl friend and how they would fuck in the lab and her apartment and his. She thought about the pleasure they would bring each other and about how she would be a total woman at last. She forced herself to relax and wait for his cock. She closed her eyes and reached down, holding her pussy open with her hands.
There was a blinding flash of pain and suddenly he was inside her. He rammed fiercely with a raging power he couldn't control. He could tell that it hurt her. Her face turned white and little beads of sweat stood out on her forehead. Her eyes fluttered open and she met his eyes calmly. There was a hidden joy in them.
"You did it!" she gasped. "It's inside! My pussy stretched and your huge cock is inside. I can't believe it! I just can't believe it!"
Alex grinned. He kissed the tip of her nose. "Now the fun begins," he said eagerly. "Now we-, I can fuck and enjoy it!"
At first Donna felt pain as he plunged his cock into her tight virginal pussy. She just wasn't used to the thick hardness of his prick.
She cried out softly as she felt her pussy begin to stretch out. It began to feel better and better. It didn't hurt any longer at all. Her wet, hot pussy clutched his hard prick like a drowning man clutches a life jacket. Then her pussy opened up completely for him.
Alex's prick jammed in to the hilt. He slid up the slippery, hot flesh of her tight pussytunnel and slammed to the very back of her cunt until his throbbing balls banged right up against her ass. His hard belly rubbed up against the softness of her sweetly rounded tummy and he came to rest upon her hot, quivering body, his cock soaking in her juicing pussy.
Donna gasped for joy. She was stuffed with cock. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. She could feel her pussy squeezing and quivering around his long stiff prickshaft, sweetly shaking and throbbing.
Donna was amazed at how well his cock fit her pussy. Its swollen head nuzzled her womb. If it had been any longer, it would have hurt.
Alex heard her soft sigh. He raised himself up on his elbows and looked down at her. She was smiling. Her face was flushed with a rosy pink color making her look sweet and girlish. Her lips were damp and glossy and a hint of happy tears sparkled in her deep green eyes. Her hair curled in tendrils around her face.
"Fuck me!" she was saying. "Fuck me now!"
Donna could hardly wait for the tearing assault of his thick cock again. She could hardly wait for the marvelous feeling she got when his cockhead nosed up against her womb and quivered there. She could hardly wait for the searing blast of his hot cum. She could hardly wait to feel the near-electric jolts of the orgasm that was building in her horny cunt.
Donna felt him begin to move again. He pulled his cock almost all the way out of her pussy, and slid it back in again. He did it several times ... slow in-and-out fuck strokes that made her whole body quiver and beg for more.
She clutched at him with her legs, clamping them tightly around his back, making her pussy I suck open and stay open for his slow rocking .thrusts. Then her world exploded. She felt the deep waves of orgasm ripple through her body, making her pussy nip and snap at his hard cock. She felt his thrusts quicken and become harder. Her pussy clutched and squeezed and spasmed around his stiff prick and she felt the hot, searing blasts of his sperm splatter deep in her trembling cunt.
She heard his cry of pleasure joining with her own and then she heard a new sound, a sound that made them stay frozen there, his cock shriveling in her pussy, both of them turning white with shock. It was the sound of the key turning in the door and Dr. Connor's voice saying, "I'm sure we won't find the missing sheets in here Greta, but we'd better check it out, just to make sure."
CHAPTER TWELVE
It seemed as if all four of them were going to stay frozen, staring at each other for the rest of their lives. There was absolute silence in the room. It was so quiet that they could hear the sounds of the boiler in the basement and the nurses talking in the cafeteria on the floor below. Dr. Connor's breathing quickened. His eyes flashed fire. He opened his mouth to holler that they were fired but something stopped him. It was Greta and she was making a totally inappropriate sound. She was roaring with laughter! She was laughing so hard that the tears were rolling down her cheeks.
Donna stared at Greta. She couldn't believe her ears! She had never heard Greta laugh in her whole year at the hospital. Greta was always stem-faced and proper. The girls even called her Miss Prune-face because she never joined in their little jokes. Now here she was, absolutely delirious with laughter about something that wasn't even funny.
Donna looked at Dr. Connor. Dr. Connor's face was crimson. His eyes were flashing righteous fire and his finger was pointed straight at her and Alex, the guilty, sinful couple. Then she saw why Greta was laughing. She looked down and saw that Dr. Connor's zipper had broken. His pale white cock was-sticking out of the front of his pants, pointing straight out at her and Alex.
Suddenly Donna didn't care if she lost her job or not. She didn't care about anything. It was just too funny to be real! She felt the laugh build up inside of her.
Alex felt Donna shaking but he didn't realize that she was going to join in the laughter. When she started laughing right along with Greta, he couldn't believe it. He didn't see anything that funny. They were both going to lose their jobs and there certainly wasn't any humor in that.
He sighed deeply. Women were weird! Then he rolled over and pulled the sheet over Donna. He might as well get up and face the music.
Alex looked up at Dr. Connor. Then he understood. He burst into a loud bellow of laughter that rang out deeply and bounced off the walls.
Dr. Connor looked down at the front of his pants. His face was bright red and he looked like he wanted to sink through the floor in embarrassment. How could he fire Alex and Donna for getting horny at work when his own cock was sticking right up like a poker? It was clear that he was horny too. He didn't know what to do.
He reached down to try to stuff his cock back into his pants. It kept popping back out again every time he poked it back in. He was stuck with a broken zipper and a cock that wouldn't stay down.
Greta reached out and grasped his hand. "It won't do any good, John," she giggled. "Your cock has betrayed you."
Dr. Connor's face took on a peculiar expression. His lips cracked in a sheepish smile. "I guess you're right, Greta," he said. "Maybe my cock is right, after all."
"Of course it is, John," she answered, squeezing his hand. "You can't very well go out on the floor with your cock sticking out. We'll have to figure out some way to get it soft again. Do you have any suggestions?"
"Uh ... yes," he answered, noticing the way that her hand stayed warmly in his and how her eyes brightened when they focused on his long, stiff prick.
"I think we can take care of the whole problem just fine between the two of us!"
Greta giggled huskily. She was already unzipping the front of her uniform. Her face was flushed and she looked like she was looking forward to the prospect of helping Dr. Connor with his big, hard problem.
Donna and Alex picked up their clothes. They moved off the bed and watched with amazement as Dr. Connor's long, stiff cock thrust into Greta's lovely pink pussy. They could feel their own passions build up again as they saw Dr. Connor fuck faster and faster, breathing hard.
His cock pistoned in and out. It picked up speed and smacked wetly up against Greta's creaming pussytunnel.
Greta moaned. It was what she had been needing all along. Dr. Connor's cock felt delicious. She barely recovered from the thrust of one plunge before he was driving into her again to make another even deeper plunge.
She threw her legs around his waist and lifted her hot pussy right up to meet his lunges. Her pussy was wide open and creaming hotly. She could feel his cock plunge deeper and deeper until he was nudging right up against her hot womb.
She made a strangled little sound of pleasure. Her legs opened even wider and her arms tightened around his back. She lifted her legs up so high that it seemed as if his cock would surely split her wide open.
The feelings that Greta had felt with her teenage lover were nothing compared to the searing joy of Dr. Connor's cock. Why had she waited so long? She could have been fucking long before this.
She smiled happily. She and Dr. Connor would just have to make up for lost time!
"Mmmmm! So tight!" he murmured, plunging in wetly. His prick plunged into her seething cunt like a pile driver, hard and deep. He whimpered with pleasure as he felt the thick pole of his cock slice right through the creaming tunnel of her cunt. He felt his balls slap sharply against her cute round ass and there was a wicked loud squishing sound every time he drove his cock in deeper.
Greta's face was deep red with passion. His cock felt so big! Her spasming pussy creamed helplessly and she squeezed her eyes tightly shut.
"Ooooh, John," she moaned. "I've wanted this for so long!"
Greta felt her pussy cream even harder. Electric thrills of pleasure burst through her body with every deep plunge of his prick. Her pussy was split wide open to his raging cock. It rubbed up against her clit, making the thrills even sharper. She could feel the lust rising in her belly. She was going to come!
She moaned constantly. She licked the side of his face and kissed every part of his body that she could reach. Her pussy creamed uncontrollably, around his plunging cock and her hips swiveled lewdly. She could feel her cream spurting out, overflowing her cunt and dripping down to coat his full, throbbing balls.
"Is it good, Greta?" he gasped. "Do you like my cock fucking you?"
Greta felt her pussy ripple. She squealed lustily. The waves of joy swept her higher and higher until she was delirious with passion.
"Yes!" she screamed. "I love it! Oh, God yes! It's so big and hard and I love it!"
Dr. Connor plunged once more and Greta felt her pussy tingle and spasm. She wailed and screamed, pumping her hips and shaking her pussy around his cock. Her little cunt nipped and squeezed all around his pulsing cockshaft as she came.
"Aaaaaagh!" she squealed. "AAAAAAAAGH!"
It went on and on. It was like she was never going to stop coming. She could feel his prick swell up and fill her tightly squeezing cunt. Her whole body rippled and trembled beneath him. He battered into her, again and again, like he was driving nails with a hammer.
His cock had felt big before but now it felt enormous. She didn't see how her pussy could possibly hold him.
"Fuck it!" she squealed. "Fuck it all the way to the back of my pussy! Make it come, John! Make it shoot me full! I want to feel it blast up my pussy! Do it, John! Do it!"
She heard him groan loudly. His cock shook inside her. His stabbing plunges became wilder and wilder, more and more frenzied. He was almost there, almost shooting inside her hot, sucking pussy!
He moaned again, louder this time. It was almost a whine, it was so high-pitched. His cock swelled even more, pushing right up against her burning womb and making her pussy snap and writhe around the hot pole of his battering prick.
Then he was exploding, bursting in her squeezing cunt. She could feel him shoot deeply inside of her. Every time his prick spurted, he lunged forward. His hot sperm splattered in her pussy filling it up completely and then overflowing, gushing out of her tightly grasping cuntmouth and dripping down to the dark ring of her puckered little bunghole.
Greta's cunt squeezed. She milked the cum out of him with her snapping, clutching pussy. Her hips didn't stop moving until every drop of jism had left his balls and was gobbled up by her hungry, gulping pussy.
Greta's pussy gave one more squeeze and relaxed. A joyous smile spread across her face. Then she looked up and saw Alex and Donna. She giggled and nudged Dr. Connor.
Alex and Donna were locked in a tangled embrace. They were by the side of the bed, where they had obviously been watching. Their lust must have gotten the best of their curiosity for now they were not playing the slightest attention to Dr. Connor and Greta. Donna's face was buried in Alex's crotch and Greta could hear her sucking his cock. Alex was busy too, busy licking and tonguing the sweet slit of Donna's pussy.
John Connor looked down for a moment. Then he turned back to Greta with a wide smile on his face. She gasped when he pointed at his cock.
His cock was starting to stiffen again.
Greta grinned and then leaned over and put her lips to his ear.
"So that's why they call it the swing shift!" she whispered as her fingers tightened on his fast-hardening cock.