Nick Eastwood - Hot horny newlywed

"Yes, baby, suck," he cried excitedly.

Almost with the first hot suck, his prick began to swell to its full dimensions. Monica found it very exciting to feel his meat mushrooming in her mouth. It pushed her lips wider and wider apart, and it snaked into the back of her throat till finally she had to draw back to keep from being choked. She fisted and pumped the base of his cock, and she greedily sucked the rest.

Now his prick was rock-hard and violently throbbing in her mouth. She pulled her cheeks in tightly, sheathing his cock meat in the hot juicy cunt flesh. She suctioned the hot cream out of his piss hole and rolled it around in her mouth, savoring it before swallowing. As she steadily sucked out his cream and ate it, Kurt panted with excitement.

"Excellent," he breathed, "you really do have a natural talent for giving head, my dear. And now I'll return the favor."

Monica felt the stiff tip of his tongue teasing the mouth of her cunt, rimming it fast, darting in and out. He never poked it in more than an inch, and that drove her crazy. She wanted to feel his whole tongue inside her cunt, cramming her full. She jerked her hips, trying to impale herself on that slippery slab of meat.

"Mmmmmm, unnhhhhh," she moaned.

Finally he gave her what she craved, sliding his long stiff tongue into her fever-hot cunt, filling her with it. Monica responded with a muffled groan of ecstasy and a helpless burst of cream that soaked his face. He sank his tongue right to the root in her steamy little fuck hole. It was a heavenly sensation for the horny young bride.

But it felt even more exciting when he began to fuck her with his stiff tongue. Kurt was an expert at that. He hammered it into her in cock-like motions, giving her hot blasts of pleasure and making her cream like crazy. He gobbled all the tangy cream he could get, and the rest overflowed her crammed twat and gushed down her thighs.

"Mmmmmmm, uuummmm," she moaned.

All the while he was tongue-fucking her, she was sucking hungrily on his cock and gobbling his hot salty cream. Just as she'd predicted they were pigging out on each other's juices. They went at each other noisily, snuffling and growling and moaning, and they gobbled all the delicious cream they could get. And it was just at that moment that somebody came knocking at the bedroom door again.

"Shit," he sighed, pulling his dripping tongue out of Monica's pussy.

Monica froze, her lips stretched wide and her mouth stuffed full of Kurt's prick. The same waiter popped his head around the door and said, "We just wanted you to know that everything's ready now, Mr. Jamison."

"Thanks, Jerry," Kurt replied calmly, "I'll be out in a few minutes. I'm a bit busy right now."

"Yes, sir, I see that you are," Jerry said. There was just a small note of envy in his voice.

Then he closed the door and left them alone again. Kurt picked up right where he'd left off, cramming his big stiff tongue into Monica's juicy pussy hole, hammering it to her like a hard cock. She recovered from her embarrassment and went back to sucking his cock. The incident had seemed completely routine to Kurt and to the waiter Jerry, so Monica saw no reason to be uptight about it.

If she went on like this, she was going to become as kinky as Kurt. A complete stranger had just watched her sucking cock, and she'd managed to survive. Greedily she suctioned out more hot salty cream from Kurt's prick, shivering with delight as he noisily tongue fucked her. By now both of them were hurtling toward orgasm, going at each other faster and faster as their lust reached the boiling point.

Monica began to tighten her famished cunt around Kurt's pistoning tongue, creating more delicious hot friction. She sucked very hard on his throbbing cock and heard him groan as he nearly shot his load. It wouldn't be long now before she had a whole mouthful of his tasty cock juice. She reached down and massaged his bloated hair-thatched balls as she sucked him off, adding to his wild excitement.

"Mmmmmm, uuummmm," she moaned.

She could barely hold off her orgasm by now, yet she greedily held out, wanting the crazy excitement to last. She glanced to one side, then the other, and watched their reflection in the mirrors. It really was obscene to observe herself that way, and it got even more kinky when she caught Kurt's eye in the mirror and he leered at her.

Yet it was a fascinating sight, too. She'd never watched herself making love before. Her red-glossed lips were stretched grotesquely wide around Kurt's nearly-exploding cock, and they were zipping up and down the blue veined column of meat, leaving it glistening with her hot spit. Each time she plunged her steamy mouth down his cock shaft, Kurt's features twisted into a lusty grimace, and he gave a muffled groan.

She could watch that, or she could watch Kurt hammering his thick wet tongue in and out of her splayed pink cunt lips. He plunged the wet meat into her as far as it would go, reaming her smoking depths and giving her hot blasts of pleasure. His face was drenched with her uncontrollably gushing cream, and he was tonguing up all the tangy juice he could get.

It was an incredibly hot and wicked scene, and the excitement of watching herself was just too much for the sex-starved young wife. She felt a massive orgasm bursting from the depths of her cunt and sizzling out to engulf her whole body. As it bit her, she sucked hard on Kurt's cock, trying for all the delicious jizz stored up in his balls. She got what she wanted.

"Unnnggghhh, aaaggghhh!" he bellowed.

Suddenly he was fucking hard at her mouth and sizzling wad after wad of come into her throat. Monica gurgled in ecstasy as she gulped the hot cream and powerful orgasmic spasms shook her body. She and Kurt noisily and greedily gulped each other's come for almost a minute before they finally rolled apart and caught their breath.

"Well," Kurt sighed, "I guess I better go play host. Take your time, my dear, and I'll see you at the party."

Monica was in no hurry to get up. She wanted to lie there and feel the satisfied glow in her pussy. She liked rubbing her naked skin against the silky bedspread. She reached for her martini and lay there sipping it, naked and content. But after only a minute or so Kurt popped back into the room, a mischievous smile on his face.

"Monica, I have kind of an unusual request," he said. "It seems Jerry, the waiter, was quite taken with you. He's seen me with other women, but none of them have turned him on like you do. He'd, well, like to meet you in private."

It was a blatant request for her to get it on with a complete stranger, and Monica felt a little shocked. But at the same time she felt wickedly aroused by the proposal. She could just imagine Jerry lusting for her after watching her going down on Kurt. He'd seen her with her mouth full of Kurt's big hard cock, and he must have fantasized himself in the same situation. Monica liked the idea of arousing a man so hotly.

"All right, Kurt, send him in," she grinned. Kurt nodded approvingly. "You're a terrific sport, Monica," he said. "This is really going to make Jerry's evening."

Monica felt her pussy creaming hotly as she waited for Jerry. This was her most outrageous sexual caper so far. She was going to make love with a man she hadn't even spoken to, a man who'd watched her giving head to somebody else. If her husband could see her now, he'd wonder what ever happened to his innocent and virginal young bride. But it would be no more than Mark deserved for his cheating!

She forgot about Mark as the door opened and Jerry stepped in. He was in his late twenties, not bad-looking, but he was clearly over whelmed by Monica. The moment he caught sight of her, he turned red. He walked over beside the bed and stared at her luscious naked body, but he didn't make a move to undress. Maybe he thought it was all too good to be true, that Kurt was just putting him on.