Nick Eastwood - The gardener got her

"Ooooooh, fuck, I'm cominggggg!" she howled. "Ooooooh, whaahhhhhh!"

Greg's face was drenched with her spurting come-cream. He kept on sucking her clit as she came, gobbling up her juice. Lucy groaned and whimpered in ecstasy as the hot spasms went on and on. She'd hardly finished coming before she felt Greg cram his whole tongue into her cunt.

"God, yessssss!" she hissed.

He really knew how to please a girl. He was trying to give her two body-blasting orgasms in a row, and Lucy knew he was going to be successful. She just loved feeling his big thick tongue in her cunt, pistoning up and down just like a cock. She soaked it with boiling cream.

"Unnnhhhh, yeah, do it to meeeee!" she moaned.

Greg whipped his tongue out of her smoking cunt just long enough to pant, "Suck my cock, baby."

"Mmmmmm, I sure will!" Lucy gurgled.

Licking her lips and making them slippery, she sank them down around his rigidly standing prick. She kept going till she'd taken nearly every inch of the fat column of hot meat. Greg gave a convulsive shudder and a happy groan as she sheathed his cock in hot juicy flesh.

"Great!" he panted. "Let's get each other off!"

Lucy couldn't answer that, with her mouth crammed full of throbbing prick, so she just started sucking like crazy. She auctioned the delicious hot cream out of his piss hole and gobbled it while he hammered his big tongue stiffly in her squirting pussy.

"Mmmmm, unnnhhhh!" she moaned.

Greg was such a terrific lover, and they were having so much fun, that she just couldn't feel guilty about giving in to him. She wasn't going to fuck him, after all. They were just playing around a little. Or so she told herself as they noisily tongued and sucked each other toward orgasm.

It was hard even to think about her husband or her marriage vows as she rocketed toward climax. Eyes closed, her mouth working fast and greedily around Greg's cock, she let his jackhammering tongue take her to ecstasy. As the delicious explosion came, she soaked his face with searing floods of thick cunt juice.

"Unnnnhhh, whaaaahhhhhh!" she moaned.

"Awwwwww – aaaaaggghhhh!" Greg groaned back.

He was coming, too, flooding her mouth with sizzling jism. She held the huge load as long as she could, her cheeks almost bursting with it. Then she gobbled it down, and Greg sank back with a blissful sigh. Lucy climbed off him and sighed, too, but not with satisfaction.

"Too bad it's too risky for us to fuck," she said.

Greg gave her a wicked grin and said, "You know what, Lucy? I've decided I like taking risks."

"Terrific," she said. "Just follow me to the bedroom and we'll take all the risks you want."

Now Lucy wasn't at all sorry that her husband was going to be late. It gave her a chance to make it with this very attractive assistant. She and Greg rushed to the master bedroom and dived onto the king-size bed.

It was hard to believe that she'd lost her virginity in that bed just twenty-four hours ago. She'd been a very different person then, modest and shy and repressed. Now she couldn't get enough sex, and she didn't mind admitting it. She snuggled up to Greg, rubbing her naked body against his.

"Christ, Lucy, I'm afraid Howard isn't giving you enough!" Greg exclaimed.

"It was great last night," she sighed, "and it started off pretty good this morning, but then he had to leave for the studio. He hasn't been back since, and I've been climbing the walls."

"What you need is a guy chained to your bed," Greg chuckled, "but I'll do my best to help you out."

He took her hand and set it on his cock. She curled her fingers around the fat slab of meat and started pumping it. Greg slipped a hand between her legs and started playing with her clit, rolling it between his fingers. It felt exciting, but she really didn't need the encouragement. She was hot and lusty already.

She thought of all the exciting things she and Howard had done in that bed the night before, and she shivered with longing. She wished Howard was with her right now. She still preferred him to any other man. But if she couldn't have him, she wasn't going to sit around lonely and frustrated.

She didn't want to cheat, but she just couldn't contain her boiling lust. It had to find an outlet. Maybe Howard knew that, and that was why he'd left her the book on masturbation. Playing with herself had been fun, but it was no substitute for a man's loving.

Thinking about that book, though, she giggled and reached for the bedside table drawer.

"Look at this," she said, taking the book out and handing it to Greg. "Howard left me this as a present. Some wedding gift, huh?"

With his free hand, Greg started flipping through the pages, looking at the big color photos of the pretty girl playing with herself. All of a sudden his cock ballooned in Lucy's fist. He was getting wickedly aroused by those photos. Lucy didn't blame him. She'd had the same experience.

"Did you try any of this stuff?" Greg asked hoarsely.

"Yeah, it was fun," Lucy said with a mischievous grin.

"Show me," he begged, leering at her.

Twenty-four hours ago Lucy would have died of shame before she'd grant a kinky request like that. Now it didn't bother her at all. It sounded like naughty fun. She laughed, then rolled away from Greg, to the center of the huge bed. She bent and spread her legs, showing him her moist pink pussy.

She proceeded to demonstrate for him everything she'd learned from the book. Using her index finger stiffly, she massaged her little clit, rubbing up and down with her fingertip. Soon she was creaming heavily, the hot sticky juice trickling down her ass crack.

"Mmmmm, yeah, that feels wild!" she gurgled.

"Don't stop!" Greg croaked.

His prick was so engorged, it hugged his belly and drooled. His eyes were practically popping out of his head as he watched his boss's cute little bride masturbating right in front of him. The guy had been around, but he'd still never seen anything quite this outrageous.

When her clit felt ready to explode with pleasure, Lucy slid her finger lower, massaging the swollen folds of her cream-soaked cunt. Everywhere she touched herself it felt great, but there were some spots that were more sexy-feeling than others.

Right now she longed for something hard in her cunt. Switching fingers, she started easing her middle finger into the steaming slippery little hole. She felt instant thrills as she crammed her own hungry cunt. Greg watched bug-eyed, his breathing fast and harsh.

"Oooooh, yeah!" Lucy gurgled.

Right before his lust-glazed eyes the little brunette began finger-fucking herself. Using her finger just like a cock, she pistoned it stiffly up and down in her dripping pussy, giving herself steady pangs of pleasure. She creamed heavily, drenching her whole hand.

"Mmmmmm, shit, mmmmm!" she moaned.

"Can you get off that way?" Greg asked hoarsely.

"Ummmm, yeah, easy!" Lucy sighed. "You wanta see?"

"No, I wanta do it to you," he said.

He drew her hand away, and her cream-soaked finger popped from her greedy wet cunt. Quickly he inserted his middle finger instead, and Lucy responded with a happy gurgle because his finger was thicker than hers. She rode the pistoning digit with delighted squeals.

"Oooooh, yeah, do it to me, Greg, make me come!" she cried.

Creaming all over his hand, she let him finger-fuck her steadily toward climax. Panting, her eyes half shut, she reached out dizzily and rubbed his cock with her fingertips. She got some of his leaking juice and brought it to her lips, sucking her fingers for the special salty taste. Greg watched her do that, and he went wild.

"Oh, Christ, enough kid stuff!" he groaned.

He whipped his dripping finger out of her cunt and rolled on top of her. She eagerly spread her legs as wide as she could, and he socked his massive rock-hard prick into her tiny but slippery cunt. She arched her petite body to take his meat as deep as she could.