Nick Eastwood - Hot hotel maid

She'd tried to make Misty into a man-hater, too, but it hadn't worked. Even though she wasn't allowed to date, Misty just loved boys. She'd always had a secret crush on somebody, and she was always fantasizing about boys and sex.

Now she watched Ron giving his bride hot pleasure, and she wished she had a man to do it for her, too. But she was doing pretty well for herself as she stroked and massaged her seething little cunt. Even without a partner, she was having fun.

"Mmmmm, honey, that's so nice!" Amy gurgled.

"How about doing something for me, too?" Ron asked, his voice hoarse with lust.

"Of course, darling," Amy said. "Just show me what you want."

He took her hand and placed it on his stiff standing cock. She flinched a little, but she conquered her fear and let him wrap her fingers around the thick column of blue-veined meat. He showed her how to pump his cock, slowly and sensuously.

"Got it?" he smiled.

"I think so," she said shyly.

While she pumped his prick, he massaged her hot pink cunt. Soon his finger was dripping with her sticky cunt juice. As her excitement overpowered her fears, Amy pumped his cock faster and harder, and it began to leak big hot globs of juice.

Of course Misty was fascinated with all this, and at the same time she was getting to know her own body. She was exploring her pussy for the first time and finding out how tender and sexy-feeling it was. She just loved playing with herself.

Then Ron did something new. He took Amy's clit between his thumb and forefinger and started kneading the slick little button. Amy squealed and shivered with pleasure, and she drenched his whole hand with a big rush of sizzling cream.

"Ohhhhh, God, Ron, yessssss!" she cried. Naturally Misty had to try that. She searched out her own clit and grasped it firmly, then began to knead it like Ron was doing to Amy. The pleasure was so hot and intense, she almost squealed. It felt much more exciting than just rubbing her gash.

"Unnnnhhh, honey, don't stop?" Amy whimpered. "Keep doing it, please!"

Ron was kneading her clit faster and faster, and she was writhing with pleasure. Her pretty face twisted into a lusty grimace, and she closed her eyes as the dizzying pleasure overpowered her. She stiffened, gasped, then began to convulse.

"Ohhhhhh, God, whaaahhhhhhh!" she howled.

Misty was wondering what made her yell like that, when suddenly the same thing happened to her. She gave her cunt an extra firm squeeze, and her whole body seemed to explode with pleasure. She barely kept from screaming with ecstasy.

It was a few moments before she could see straight again, and when she looked through the spy hole, Amy was staring wonderingly at Ron. "My God, that was fantastic!" she panted. "What happened to me?"

"You came, honey," Ron said. "You had a climax."

Misty almost gasped. That meant she'd had a climax, too, her very first. It was even better than she'd imagined, the hottest pleasure she'd ever felt in her young life. How could her mother be against something like that?

"Get me off now, baby," Ron said, putting Amy's hand back on his cock.

She fisted his cock and started pumping. Ron lay there panting, his nostrils flared. His bucking cock dripped thick cream. Amy wasn't so shy and nervous with him now. She was grateful for the climax he'd given her, and she wanted to return the favor.

She held his huge prick firmly in her curled fingers and pumped it faster and faster. That was something Misty couldn't imitate, and she felt envious. She wished she had a big fat cock to play with and explore. She watched breathlessly, memorizing every detail.

"Ahhhhhh, yeah, harder now!" Ron groaned.

Amy gave him what he wanted, pumping his engorged cock with lightning speed. Ron's eyes rolled, then closed, and he bared his teeth in a lusty grimace. He went absolutely still for a second, then let out a yell and began hammering his exploding cock in his wife's fist.

"Awwwwww, yeah, aaaagggghhhh!" he shouted.

Thick wads of come-cream shot from his piss hole and splattered the wall. Misty watched breathlessly, finally understanding how men climaxed. She was learning so much tonight, and she sure hoped the show wasn't over. She wanted to know everything.

"Ahhhhh, yeah, great!" Ron sighed, sinking back on the bed. He pulled Amy into his arms and gave her a deep steamy tongue kiss.

"Now," he grinned, "let's get down to serious business."

Amy gazed lovingly at her new husband, but she still looked frightened at the prospect of going all the way with him. He took her hand and placed it back on his cock. She wrapped her fingers around his meat and started pumping.

"Yeah, just do that for a while!" he sighed. "I'll get you warmed up, too!"

He slid his thick middle finger between her thighs again, and this time she willingly parted her legs. Misty stared through the spy hole and watched Ron slide his finger into Amy's cunt. He did it slowly but steadily, and she gasped and writhed.

"Ah, yeah, you're real tight," he said excitedly.

"I told you I was a virgin," Amy said with a wicked grin. "Money-back guarantee."

She was wiggling around the skewer of his finger as he pushed it in as deep as it would go. She seemed to enjoy having his finger inside her. That was something Misty could explore for herself, and she got right down to business.

She slipped her hand under her nightgown again and made her middle finger stiff. She tried to find her cunt. It was funny how hard that was, but finally she located the moist little pit at the center of her pussy. She started pushing her finger inside.

"Mmmmmm!" she sighed softly.

It felt so good. She loved the sensation of something long and hard in her cunt. She wondered if fucking felt this nice. But how could it? A guy's cock was much bigger than her finger. It would have to hurt. Misty wasn't thrilled by the idea.

But her finger felt just fine, and she pushed it into herself as deep as it would go. Now Ron was pistoning his finger in and out of Amy's cunt, and Misty copied him, finger-fucking herself slowly and deliciously. She loved the hot friction.

And so did Amy.

"Mmmmmmm, honey!" the young bride sighed. "That's really sexy!"

Ron just pinned. While he finger-fucked her, she was pumping his cock and getting it hard. It grew long and rigid and thick, and then it started dripping big globe of cream. Before long it was fully engorged and ready for action.

But was Amy ready? Ron gently drew his cream-soaked finger out of her smoking cunt, pushed her legs wide apart, and knelt between them. He guided his stiff drooling cock to her tiny cuntal opening. Amy stiffened and looked very awed, but said nothing.

Ron pressed his massive purple cockhead into the little wet mouth of her cunt. It stretched her delicate pussy lips very wide, and she gave little whimper of fright. Misty didn't blame her. Ron's cock looked way too big for her.

"Try to relax, honey," he said gently. "We know it's gonna hurt you the first time, but after that you'll love it."

"I sure hope so!" Amy squeaked.

Misty was holding her breath as she watched. She just didn't see how Amy could take that enormous slab of meat and not be split in half. But Amy was gritting her teeth and submitting, knowing she had to get it over with.

"Unnnhhhh, unnnnhhhh!" the young bride gasped.

Ron was pushing into her slowly but steadily, filling her virgin cunt with his rock-hard wrist-thick cock. Amy clawed the bed but didn't make a sound. She seemed determined not to chicken out, even though she was terrified. Ron was panting, barely restraining his lust as he penetrated her deliciously tiny pussy.

Then he seemed to come up against some kind of barrier. He grunted and pushed, but he didn't get any farther.