Nick Eastwood - Hot hotel maid

She wondered if she'd ever fuck. She hadn't even dated yet, thanks to her strict upbringing. She'd never held hands, never kissed. And until tonight she'd never masturbated or had a climax. Fucking seemed like a pretty remote and scary thing.

But in spite of her puritanical mother, Misty was a pleasure-lover, and if there was a way to have fun, she wanted to try it. She was getting more and more turned on to the idea of making it with a man. She wanted some of the excitement Amy was getting.

"Fuck it to me, fuck harder!" the young bride moaned. "Ohhhhh, shit, yesssss!"

Ron was hammering it to her now, his flat belly smacking her ass. His cock was making an obscene sucking noise as it reamed the hot cream from her squirting cunt. She threw back her head and began to wail as a gigantic orgasm suddenly ripped through her body.

"Oooooooh, shit, you did it, oooooh!" she howled.

"Take my load, baby – I will fill you up!" Ron yelled.

Misty watched breathlessly through the spy hole till the exhausted young couple kissed goodnight and turned out their lights. It was quiet enough to do now, but she wasn't sleepy any more. She had so many exciting things to think about.

She didn't know if she'd ever have the nerve or the desire to fuck a man, but she sure wanted to make out. Ron and Amy had taught her that sex was fun, not dirty. For Misty, that was a whole new way of looking at things.

All the next day, as Misty cleaned hotel rooms, she couldn't get the newlyweds off her mind. Spying on Ron and Amy had given her the sex education she'd been unable to get from her mother. She could hardly wait to learn more.

There was a sure-fire way to do it, too. She sneaked a look at the hotel register and found that Ron and Amy were staying one more night. She was sure they'd spend it making love, and they'd never know she was watching them.

After having dinner with the rest of the staff, Misty hurried to her room, leaped onto the bed, and peered through the hole in the wall. To her great disappointment, the newlyweds weren't in their room. Probably they were having a romantic last dinner.

She settled down with a book to wait, and it seemed like ages passed before she heard voices in the next room. She got to the spy hole quickly and saw Ron and Amy moving into each other's arms for a long steamy tongue-kiss.

When they finally surfaced, Amy smiled adoringly at her new husband and said, "That was a lovely dinner, honey."

"It's gonna be even nicer when we get to Hawaii," Ron said. "Speaking of which, I suppose we'd better get to sleep early. We have a plane to catch."

"Yes," Amy sighed. "I guess you're right." Ron turned away to undress, but Amy stood there pouting. Was she disappointed and hurt because Ron didn't attempt making love to her? Misty felt just as upset as the young bride. She'd been hoping to see some more action.

Ron slipped naked into bed, and Amy finally took off her clothes and joined him. He had his eyes closed already. Amy propped herself on one elbow and looked at him longingly, but when he didn't respond, she sighed again and started to reach for the light.

Just then Ron kicked back the covers, pinned, and said, "Just kidding."

"Oh, Ron, you nut!" Amy laughed. "You didn't mean it about going to sleep early?"

"No way," he leered. "This is our honeymoon. To hell with sleeping."

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her, and they rubbed their naked bodies together. Misty breathed a sigh of relief. She still had so much to learn about sex, and this was her only chance to do it. She waited breathlessly till they ended their kiss.

"I wanta teach you some new stuff tonight," Ron said to his cute bride.

"I wanta learn," she grinned. "What are you gonna teach me?"

"All about giving head," he said. "I'll do it to you, and then I'll show you how to do it to me."

"Great, let's get started!" Amy cried.

Misty didn't even know what giving head meant, but she could hardly wait to find out. She watched as Ron arranged Amy the way he wanted her, on her back with her knees bent and her legs spread wide. Her luscious pink cunt was fully exposed.

Then he went belly down between her legs and brought his face within an inch of her gash. She giggled when she felt his hot breath tickling the sensitive flesh. Then his tongue shot out, and she flinched and gasped.

"Ohhhhhhh, God!" she cried.

Ron started licking her pussy. He ran his stiff tongue tip up and down the juicy flesh, and Amy whimpered and gurgled with pleasure. She seemed to love what he was doing to her. Hot cream spurted from her little cunt mouth, and Ron licked it up and gobbled it.

"Ohhhhhh, shit, honey!" the little bride moaned. "That feels wonderful! I could let you do it forever!"

Misty was very curious, of course. She wished there was some way she could duplicate what Ron was doing, so she could experience it for herself. But she couldn't imagine how. She could only watch and learn.

Ron licked faster and faster over his wife's hot pussy, lapping up her tangy cunt juice as fast as it squirted out. He seemed to love the taste of it. Amy was writhing and clawing the bed, even more turned on than she'd been last night.

"Ooooooh, shit, unnnnhhhh!" she moaned. The faster he tongued her, the harder she creamed. Even a pussy freak like Ron couldn't gobble all of her juice. The pearly liquid flooded down the crack of her ass and puddled on the sheet beneath her. She was shaking and gasping with excitement.

"Honey, I'm going crazy!" she whimpered. "Want to get off?" Ron asked, his voice hoarse with lust.

"God, yes!" Amy moaned. "I have to!"

"No problem," he said.

He trailed his tongue up to the very top of her slit and raked it over her little hooded clit. That was the most sensitive spot of all, as Misty had discovered when she played with herself. Ron rimmed the throbbing nub, and Amy squealed.

"Ooooooh, fuck, make me come!" she cried. Ron suddenly jammed his lips down around her clit and began to suck it loudly. He made an obscene wet slurping noise, and it was punctuated by Amy's hoarse sobs of ecstasy. This seemed to excite her more than anything he'd done.

Misty tried to imagine how it would feel to have a guy tonguing her pussy and sucking her cunt. She was sure it would be fantastic. But she'd never how till she had a man of her own, and she didn't even know how to get started on that.

"Ohhhhhh, unnnnhhhhh, unnnnhhhh!" Amy moaned.

Her eyes were screwed shut and she was clawing frantically at the sheet as Ron sucked her clit faster and faster. She arched her body, greedily, shoving her pulsating clit harder against his mouth. She gasped, then began to convulse violently.

"Oooooh, shit, whaaahhhh!" she howled. She was coming very hard. Ron cupped her churning ass and steadied her so he could keep his lips on target. He sucked her loudly through her long orgasm, making her shriek and sob. At last she fell back with a happy groan.

"Oh, honey, I just loved that!" she sighed. "That felt fantastic!"

"Catch your breath, and then I'll teach you to go down on me," Ron said.

Misty was glad she had the spy hole. Without it, she'd be really frustrated. She'd be lying in her bed listening to all these weird noises and dying to see what was happening. She waited eagerly to see the next thing Ron would teach his bride.

"I'm ready," Amy said. "Show me what to do."

Ron rolled onto his back. His cock was semihard already. He drew Amy over to kneel at his hips and had her wrap her fingers around the hairy base of his prick. She wasn't shy about it this time.

"DO I pump it?" she asked.

"Nope, you lick it," he leered.

"Wild," she giggled. "I think I'm gonna like this."

"I sure hope so," he said. "It's one of my favorite things."