Mark Carver - The nurse_s hot itch

And if Carol didn't find the right one soon, she'd be ready for a straightjacket. She would really go stark raving mad, her mind exploding with torment, her throbbing hot cunt a living nightmare, her sex-frustration so deep she would have to escape the world of reality.

"Ahhhh, Carol, you are – wow! – a fantastic cocksucker! Oh, lady, what a frantic mouth -Jesus, suck it, suck it!"

Want his hot come now, the panting nurse thought in a frenzy as she jerked his rod in her fist and sucked madly. She'd begun sucking cocks only as a prelude to long fucking sessions, but she'd learned to love it, to crave their boiling cream spurting down her gulping throat. She was getting fiercely hot now, resisting the futile urge to fingerfuck herself. She'd have his load out any second now, any… "Aaaah, here it – wow! – Comes, coming, Carol – hoooo, shit! Your loving mouth, mmmmm!"

Benson fucked her throat savagely as his loins exploded. She was draining his load out of him with electrifying power, sucking so hard he felt like roaring with obscene joy at the top of his lungs. He bit his lip to suppress his lustful excitement. Hell, he had an office full of patients out there, and what would Miss Jenkins, in her sixties and probably still a cherry, think of all this?

"Oh, Christ," he gasped when she'd drained the last drop, "what an incredible blowjob!" He was on the verge of tactlessly asking the lush nurse where she'd learned to thrill a man with all those fantastic tricks. He knew, all right. She'd told him her own blunt words.

She pulled her head back, releasing his limp rod. Her eyes burned on his as she licked her lips with relish. Still her warm fingers grasped his cock, stroking gently, coaxing it up again, her other hand softly squeezing his balls.

"That was… wonderful," Benson said, calming down now. He could feel sharp new tingles as he watched her swollen ripe tits pant. He reached down and hefted them in his fingers, comparing their hot silken firmness to his own wife's sagging tits. She was still beautiful but at that perilous age where she was beginning to sag just a little everywhere. And the older she got, the more action she'd need on the side. She already had two steady fucks, for Chrissake, and in another year or two she'd need three on the side, then soon after that possibly a whole battalion.

But if his wife could simply give him half the blowjob this gorgeous young creature thrilled him with, he'd forgive her even if she fucked everyone in town. It was, in fact, the best Benson had ever had, even surpassing the lust-crazed secretary whose feverish hunger was insatiable.

Still jerking his cock, which was getting rock-hard now, Carol lay back on the lounge and drew up her knees, exposing her wet pink cunt. It throbbed before his eyes, sucking hopefully, oozing her hot juices.

"All right," she whispered, her eyes blazing, "fuck me now. Fuck me as long and as hard as you can, Doctor. Fuck me until my pussy hurts and I'm crying for mercy, but for God's sake, give me what I need!"

Benson hesitated. "Are you sure you want this position, Carol? Whatever you like, of course, but maybe if we tried it dog-style or with you on top…"

She waved her hand impatiently. "Goddammit, Doctor, I've tried every position in existence and made up a few of my own! Now fuck me and quit talking!"

Remembering she was in agony, he hurried to mount her. She dug her heaving tits into his chest and for a minute simply teased her soaked cunt-lips with his giant knob, whimpers of passion coming from her lips.

"Oh, this feels like it might be the one," she panted, "this could be it, Doctor, oh God I hope so! I'd be so damn grateful I'd suck and fuck you every night for the rest of my life! Mmmmm, slip it in now, yes, yes, yes! All of it! Yessss, now fuck me fast and furious! Ooooh! Aaaah!"

The moment he plunged his rod into her juicy cunt Benson knew she was going to be the greatest lay of his life. Jesus, what a hot, tight pussy! It sucked and squirmed and wriggled obscenely on his meat, currents of power throbbing in her luscious walls, gripping his dick like a slippery velvet fist.

The moaning nurse sank her nails into his back and kissed him torridly on the mouth, slithering her hot tongue deep. This part of it she loved, pleasurable, dreamy sensations rippling up her hot cunt and deep into her loins, spreading outward tingles to every inch of her ripe, silken flesh.

"Oh shit, Carol, that's beautiful, honey, your pussy is so good! Wow,it's – mmmm! – oh yes, yes, work it, Carol!"

The feverish nurse didn't need any encouragement. She'd already locked her legs around his waist and was gyrating her ass hi wide circles, thrilling herself as well as him as his quivering prick rubbed into every nook of her pussy.

God, she loved to fuck! If she didn't she wouldn't be in this crazy predicament now, dammit. She couldn't even begin to count the times she'd swung her lush hips furiously and clasped her succulent slit on someone's cock over the past two years, praying desperately this was the precious one, the salvation she sought to the point of sheer madness.

"Can't believe it!" Benson gasped as she sent wild thrills tearing through his prick with her hotly sucking cunt. Christ, he had to hang on! He didn't dream a fuck like this existed, a luscious, shuddering, spine-tingling pussy that prickled the hairs on the back of his neck. She rubbed her creamy hot tits deliriously against his chest as she thrashed in perfect rhythm to his strokes, biting him on the lips now with tiny frenzied nips, raking her nails over his hard buttocks to spur him on.

And that was the problem: Benson didn't want to be aroused any more. He was doing all he could to keep from coming now, and he was sincerely trying to help her, knowing the passionate action was a fabulous bonus and nothing more.

But if he could cure her, oh Christ! She'd promised to screw him eternally, a thought that almost made the psychologist shoot his rocks off on the spat. And there were other side-benefits, like writing a paper on it for the forthcoming convention. Shit, her case was so rare and baffling he'd be famous if he somehow managed to solve it! Famous, with the greatest piece of ass he'd ever had profoundly grateful and always available.

"Love it, love hot cock!" Carol moaned feverishly, clamping her juicy cunt in a wanton spasm on his plunging prick. "Oh God it's good! Soooooo good! Every hot inch, nnnnngh!"

His hopes soaring wildly, Benson fucked her with savage thrusts of his throbbing meat as Carol turned into a frantic clawing animal. She swung her ripe ass in furious lunges now, lifting him easily off the lounge, feverish moans coming from her throat. She thrashed and jerked and sucked fiercely with her cunt.

And to his horror Benson knew he was going to come and he clenched his teeth, willing his Goddamn jism back into a tight knot in his loins, cursing his own eagerness. Too late! Too fucking… But Carol knew too the very instant when his prick swelled to a flaming rock-hardness in her shuddering pussy. And at once she darted her hand down and gripped the base of his cock close to his bush. She squeezed so hard he thought he'd faint. But it worked at once, an old trick that instantly desensitized his prick.

Perspiration covered her body in a sheen as the lust-inspired nurse writhed her drenched cunt on his big cock. Moaning deliriously, she fucked him to a desperate rhythm, raising her legs and digging her heels into his ass and swinging her hips in a frenzy.

"Love – nunnng! – to fuck!" she groaned in his ear.

"Love to fuck, but-but – oh!"

Even with her fierce grip on the base of his prick Benson feared he would come momentarily. Her juicy cunt sent vibrant ripples of excitement shooting in his meat and tingling in his loins. Now both their naked heaving bodies were soaked in lustful sweat and her frantic lips and teeth were biting him everywhere, on his lips and shoulder and chest while her nails ripped across his back and buttocks.