Don Baker - The naughty night clerk

Suddenly, I felt a slight sensation on the nipples of my tits and that familiar twinge between my legs. I pressed my legs together and tried to turn my thoughts back to the same on the bed.

Bill was gobbling at Connie’s pussy, chewing the lips, darting his tongue in and out of her hole, while, at the same time, kneading her buttocks. She was in ecstasy, and had moved her legs until they were on his shoulders and she had his head entrapped. He continued licking, nipping, and putting his tongue deep inside her box.

It was then that I realized I was rubbing my hairy mound. I had slipped my hand it side my skirt and could feel the smooth silk of my panties. While I couldn’t take my eyes off the couple, I began to pay more attention to my own desires.

Slipping my finger inside my panties, I moved it between my legs.

My cunt lips were moist and I gently rubbed them, at the same time using my other hand to massage my tits. When I noticed Connie grab Bill’s head and pull it between her legs even harder than he was doing, I rammed my finger into my cunt and pumped like hell. I had to be careful and not make any noise, or they would know I was there. My finger wasn’t as good as what Connie was getting, but, with the sight before me, I was too hot to stop now. The faster Bill ate, the faster I rammed my finger in and out of my pussy.

“Oh, Bill, put your tongue in deeper, all the way in.” Connie was panting madly, pulling his head hard against her crotch. “I’m… I’m coming, Bill, I’m coming. Ah. Oh. Wonderful. Ah.”

At the same time Connie opened her flood gates, I felt a sticky substance envelop my finger. And, like Connie, I couldn’t quit coming; I had to continue my finger play. I must have come at least two more times, as I stood there and watched her unload time after time. She was fortunate in that she was on a bed.

I had to brace myself against the wall to keep from crumbling, as my knees weakened each time I shot off a load.

When I stopped coming, I wiped my finger on a towel and looked back into the room of the honeymooners. Bill was finished, and Connie was still lying on the bed, her legs apart, her juicy cunt fully exposed, her eyes closed, and breathing heavily. Bill wiped his face and stood there looking at his bride, a satisfied smile on his face. I saw that his cock was stiff and I had to stay and see what happened next.

“Connie,” he said, softly, pulling her into a sitting position. “How did you like that?”

“It was… was great, just great. So satisfying.”

“I’m sure that’s the way it’ll be for me. So, here, play with my tool and then put it in your mouth.”

Connie must have been well pleased with the way Bill had eaten her-she didn’t hesitate. Looking at the huge meathook, she rubbed and stroked it with one hand while, with the other, she played with his balls. Now he was in heaven. He closed his eyes and swayed his body toward her, hands gently stroking her head.

The more Connie played, the more emotional Bill became, and he steadily inched closer to her. She pushed the meat all the way back to the hilt and looked at the large, purple head. Closing her eyes, she opened her mouth and pulled his body toward her.

Bill edged in slowly and let his cock ease into her waiting mouth. Since it was so big, Connie couldn’t get it all in, but she must have done a good job on the part she did get in because Bill was moaning and moving back and forth, pulling her head toward him when he moved in. With one hand, she continued to play with his balls, but kept him back with the other, afraid she would choke if he rammed it in too far.

Connie pulled her head back to where her lips were just on the ridge of the head of his penis. I could see her bite into the bulb of flesh and each time she did, Bill shuddered from excitement. She ran her tongue over the head and caused him even more torment. Then, just as quickly, she put as much as she could in her mouth, then sucked as she pulled her head back. There was no way he could withstand the pressure much longer.

With a heavy grunt, Bill pushed his prick into her mouth as far as he could, and I saw Connie gulp hard as his white liquid coated her throat. She squeezed his balls and chewed at his cock, draining him of every drop. When he was empty, Bill stroked her head lovingly, leaving his cock inside her mouth as it lost its stiffness. When it was completely limp, he slowly pulled it out. There were signs of whiteness around the head and I saw Connie wipe at her mouth.

“Sweetheart,” Bill said, excitement in his voice, “that was good. I really enjoyed it.”

Tired from their endeavors, they lay on the bed, but not face-to-face. Instead, Bill’s head was at Connie’s feet and her head at his feet. They were in plain view of me and I saw them playing with each other, still experimenting and exploring. Bill was running his fingers through Connie’s mound of pubic hair, and pulled her leg to where it was bent and propped on the other leg. This gave him a full view of her cunt. He did the same so she could play and look at his cock and balls. Although this wasn’t especially enticing to me, I didn’t move.

I hoped there would be more and I wanted to stay and see what went on. Too, my tits were getting that sensation again and I could feel the twinge between my legs.

Bill ran his fingers along Connie’s box, playing with the lips, and occasionally letting his finger slide into her cunt. Connie was busy with his penis, and stroking and playing with his balls. Every once in awhile, she would kiss his cock on the head.

As for myself, I again had my hand inside my panties and was rubbing my mound.

I didn’t put my finger in my hole right, away, content with rubbing the lips and feeling the wetness. But, I knew it would only be a matter of time until I finger-fucked myself again. With the newlyweds playing with each other, I could withstand the temptation only so long. When I saw Bill’s prick begin to rise, and Connie’s pussy getting wetter and wetter, that was all it took. I rammed my finger into my hole as far as it would go and rotated it.

I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes. Scooting just a few inches, I pushed my hips away from the wall and pumped my finger as fast as I could. I had to exert great control to keep silent, because it was so ecstatic that I wanted to yell, moan, groan, but knew I couldn’t. My hips moved quickly as I pumped faster and faster. When I came, I crossed my legs and pushed my finger in as deep as I could, and moved it against every inch of my pussy. The juice was like a bucket of paint, as it flowed over my finger and onto my hand. I continued moving my finger, pulling out even more juice. Finally, there was no more to come. I wiped off and moved back to the door.

While I had been satisfying myself, Connie and Bill had been arousing each other. His cock was now stiff as a board and she was kissing it. Her cunt was juicy and he was running his tongue across the lips, making her gyrate wildly.

But, there was to be no snack this time. Bill maneuvered until he was in the most unusual position I have ever seen.

He lifted Connie’s legs and then turned his back to her. Her hips were slightly off the bed and her pussy was fully exposed. Bill then mounted her, in a sort of upside-down dog-fashion. This position, a new one to me, allowed full view of the sex act by both partners. He could see his cock slip in and out of her cunt, as she could from the other side. It seemed like it would break her back, but she didn’t seem to mind.

While this position obstructed most of Connie from my sight, I could easily see Bill’s large pole sliding in and out of the juicy hole. Connie’s anus was also in full view and Bill played with it, rubbing the tip of his finger across the opening as he pumped Connie. I could see she was returning the favor and Bill spread his legs to allow her freer access.