Norma Egan - The curious maid

So that was it.

This whole date-the apologies, the roses, -the proposal of marriage-was a big plot to get into her pants. She should have known. Oh, he'd marry her, all right, but the main thing was to fuck her. Poor Kurt, what he wouldn't do to get laid! Well, she'd play along for awhile. She'd pretend to be innocent, pretend that he was talking her into it.

"Wow, Kurt," she said brightly, "I just can't believe it. I mean, like tomorrow at this time I could be your wife?"

"That's right, baby," he said with a broad grin, "or whenever you want. So there's no reason for us to wait any more, is there, Michelle? Hell, if we got married tomorrow, there'd be no harm in balling tonight."

Before she could answer, he was easing down on top of her again, his chest flattening her plump naked tits, his mouth closing hotly over hers. His

tongue tickled between her lips as he kissed her feverishly. That was supposed to distract her while he got his hand up her skirt-he'd tried it a hundred times. Only this time she had a surprise-she just let him do it and didn't protest.

Kurt gave a muffled gasp of surprise and excitement as he slid his hand under her skirt and met with no resistance. Usually Michelle would tell him to stop. Now she just went on kissing him, so Kurt took advantage of her submission and quickly moved his hand all the way up to the moist crotch of her panties. He wiggled a finger inside and touched the fluffy curls of her pussy.

Michelle was trembling with lust by now, hardly content with just kissing, and when he began to rub her swollen horny pussy lips, she mooned and creamed onto his finger. Kurt responded with more rubbing. She could imagine how excited he was, how proud of himself. She'd never let him do that before.

"Oh, Michelle," he sighed, "you want me, don't you, honey?"

"Of course, Kurt," she purred.

"You just tell me what you want, baby," he said eagerly, "and I'll do it for you. Whatever turns you on.

Michelle saw her chance for some real fun. "Kurt," she said innocently, "I know something I think would really turn me on. I was reading about it in a magazine. That is-well, if you wouldn't mind too much."

"Mind?" he said. "Hell, I wouldn't mind anything that got you hot, honey. Just tell what it is."

Michelle suppressed a wicked chuckle. "Well," she said, frying to sound bashful, "first you take the rest of my clothes off."

"You bet I will," Kurt said eagerly.

He had her skirt and panties off in no time and was gawking at the silky blonde triangle of her bush. Michelle tugged at his clothes, giving him the hint, and he hurriedly got out of his jeans and t-shirt. He had a nice body, she couldn't deny it. He'd always been attractive to her.

"Now what?" he said eagerly.

"Well, it's called giving head," Michelle said timidly. "I mean you use your tongue on my clit and stuff. Gee, Kurt, I hope you don't mind."

He did look pretty surprised, almost shocked, that his innocent fiance would all of a sudden ask him to eat her pussy. He stared at her in amazement for a long moment, then got his act together and flashed her his best smile.

"Honey, I don't mind," he said. "I've been wanting to do that for you for a long time, only I didn't think you'd go for it."

He eased himself down to kneel between her legs, gently pushing her thighs open. Michelle recalled that although he'd frigged her once with his fingers, he'd never gone down on her and never really examined her pussy because she wouldn't let him. She really had been silly in those days. Now she willingly parted her legs and let Kurt have a full uninhibited view of her crotch.

"Oh, Jesus," he sighed.

He stared for a long time at her tiny red clit, her puffed pink pussy lips, and the small recessed mouth of her cunt. He'd been working for four

years to get at that gash, and at last it looked like it was his. His cock, lying flaccid and pale on his Thigh, suddenly lurched into taut erection. Michelle tried not to laugh.

Poor bastard; he probably just wanted to jump on her and fuck her silly but she was going to make him work for it. She still pretended to be the shy and reluctant virgin. Kurt touched the big hard tip of his cock to her moist pussy, but she gave a squeal of alarm. He sighed and moved his cock away. With a reassuring smile he slipped his hands under her small round ass and lifted her up, bringing her steamy pussy to his lips.

"You just relax now, honey,".he said soothingly, "and I'll make you feel real good."

I'll bet you will, Michelle thought blissfully.

She closed her eyes, and then she felt Kurt's thick silky tongue sneaking into her swollen aroused crotch. The pleasure was fantastic from the very first touch. She grinned lustily as he began to lick her hungry pussy from stem to stem, from the red shaft of her clit to the light brown wrinkled mouth of her asshole. She moaned and creamed all over his lapping tongue.

"That what you wanted, honey?" he asked.

"Ooooo, yes, Kurt," she sighed, not faking her excitement now, "that feels peat. Do it some more, please."

He dutifully lowered his head into her crotch again and went on licking her. Maybe he wasn't the expert pussy-eater that Ray Benton was, or Jay Sommers, but it felt just fine. Michelle relaxed and went with it, moaning ecstatically as he licked her tiny scarlet clit into hot erection and then moved

on to rim the wet mouth of her cunt. -

"Ahhhbh, yesss," she sighed, "yes, Kurt, that's beautiful. Oh, darling, please, put your tongue in my cunt!"

She heard him gasp with surprise again to hear her use such language. It wasn't like his shy virgin fiancee to make such a request. But he saw that he had her hotly aroused, so he quickly controlled himself and did what she wanted. She felt his thick long tongue plunging into her ever-hungry twat.

"Ahhhhhh," she wailed. "Yes, Kurt, yes. Oh, I love that. Put your tongue deep in me, darling!"

She had to give him credit. He was just a small town boy, and he was probably shocked at her language and behavior, but he kept on trying to arouse her, working his tongue furiously in her creamy little hole, using it like a slick and mobile cock. Michelle couldn't hold back her blissful screams and didn't want to-let him know she love it. She wanted him to know.

"Ummmm, YEAH, eat my cunt," she whined.

Kurt dug in with a vengeance, shoving his thick wet tongue all the way to the root in her hot creaming little box. Michelle shrieked with pleasure and threw her legs around his neck, pulling his face hard against her hungry snatch. She held him that way for one long lovely moment, digging the fantastic sensation of his tongue deep in her cunt, and then released him. She didn't want to come just yet.

"Oh, my God, so good," she sighed.

Human nature never changes, or at least Kurt's nature didn't. He'd said his only aim was to please her, but as soon as he thought she was ready, he

seized his erect prick and started thrusting it into her soaked crotch, trying for the thousandth time to hick her. Michelle wasn't ready for that yet, so she gasped with alarm and scrambled out from under hint.

Kurt gave a hoarse moan of frustration. "Oh, baby," he said, "why won't you let me put it in you? We're gonna be married tomorrow, and you're so ready, Michelle."

"Uh, not yet, Kurt," she said lamely.

She couldn't explain the kinky game she was playing with him. She just wanted to go on tantalizing him for awhile until he got his big surprise. He'd waited four years-he could wait just a little longer. But clearly he was getting very impatient. She'd have to do something for him-and she knew just the thing, something she could get off on, too.

"Please, Kurt," she said, "let's wait just a little longer. I want to play with your cock."

He stared at her in astonishment, but soon he broke into a grin. "Why, sure, honey," he said, "if that would turn you on. Yeah, I guess we could wait a little while longer."