Nick Eastwood - Hot hotel maid

It took her no time at all to get there. She was like a bomb set to go off. She'd been ignoring and denying her natural sex needs for so long now, but tonight she was unleashing them, and they were overpowering her.

"Ummnnnhh, ooooohhhhh!" she gasped.

She wanted to howl with pleasure as she came, so she buried her face in the pillow and wailed away. She rolled her squirting clit between her fingers and pistoned her stiff finger in her cunt till she'd wrung out every last drop of hot sensation.

Now she could sleep. She slept very soundly. When she woke, she glanced through the spy hole and saw that the newlyweds had already left. She felt sorry about that, and she just hoped that an equally exciting couple would take the room next.

At work that day, Misty wondered how she was going to get a man of her own to learn sex with. It might not be so hard, except for one thing. She wasn't ready to fuck yet, and she didn't know if she'd ever be. The idea terrified her.

It would be difficult to get a man to neck with her, finger her, lick and suck her, and then refuse to fuck him. He wouldn't understand, and he'd probably get mad. Misty wouldn't blame him. She puzzled over this problem most of the day.

By evening she hadn't come up with a solution, so she decided just to forget about it till tomorrow. She had a long shower, got into her nightgown, and picked out a book to read. Then she heard someone unlocking the room next door.

Instantly she was on her knees looking through the spy hole. A couple were entering the room, carrying their luggage. Misty guessed them to be in their mid-thirties, and they were a very attractive pair. She felt a tingle of excitement.

The man was a burly six-footer, getting a little bald on top but still very nice-looking. Misty was aroused by his powerful body. The woman was a tail slender brunette. They were both expensively dressed, like all the other guests at this exclusive resort hotel. Misty wondered if they'd make love.

"God, I'm bushed," the man sighed. "I think I'll lie down awhile before we go to dinner."

"All tight, dear," the woman said. "I'm going to take a shower. I feel so grubby after that long flight."

Misty frowned. The situation didn't look promising. These people acted like they'd been married forever. The man stripped to his shorts and undershirt and stretched out on the king size bed. The woman stripped completely and headed for the bathroom.

"You know something, Linda?" he said. "You've still got a terrific body."

"George," Linda smiled, "if I didn't know you better, I'd say you were coming on to me."

"But you know me better than that," he laughed.

She laughed, too, and disappeared into the bathroom. George lay there watching the door, as if he could hardly wait for her to come out. Seeing her naked seemed to have refreshed him, and he wasn't thinking about a nap any more.

He was thinking about something a lot more exciting. That was obvious, because his cock was stiffening. Misty kept her eyes on his fly, and soon it was sharply tented. George suddenly sat up and removed his undershirt, then his shorts. He tossed them carelessly on the floor and stretched out again.

Misty ogled his cock. It wasn't as long as Ron's prick, but it was thicker, even more menacing-looking. Misty wanted to touch it and explore it but she couldn't imagine taking it into her tiny untried cunt. It would split her in two.

Pretty soon Linda came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel. She glanced at George, then did a double take. Her pretty green eyes focused on his rugged hairy body and on his massive stiff cock. A wicked little grin spread over her lips.

"Why, George," she said, "I believe you've been having naughty thoughts!"

"I have to confess," he chuckled. "I was thinking what a great body you have, and I got pretty turned on. We've got time for some fun before dinner, don't we?"

Linda glanced at the clock and frowned.

"Well, not more than an hour or two," she teased.

"That'll do just fine," George said. "Get rid of that towel and come over here."

Linda dropped the towel where she stood. Her body was slim but curvy, and she had gorgeous big tits that thrust out firmly. George ogled her tits, and then his eyes dropped to her small dark cunt bush. His cock began to leak thick cream.

Linda walked over and got onto the bed. He rolled onto his side as she lay next to him, and he cupped her magnificent melon-size tits and began stroking and squeezing them. Linda got flushed with excitement and made little gurgling noises.

"I thought you were tired," she said.

"I thought I was, too," he grinned, "but I'm not. Anyhow, this is going to be a lot more relaxing than a nap."

"I'm going to enjoy it a lot more than a nap, that's for sure!" she laughed.

George leaned down and started sucking her nipples. He pushed her big ripe tits together and managed to get both soft pink cones into his mouth at the same time. Linda gurgled with pleasure as he sucked noisily and wetly on the tender nubs.

"Mmmmmmmm, you know that drives me wild," she told him huskily.

George couldn't reply with his mouth full. He just went on loudly sucking her nipples till he'd worked them into long rigid buds. Misty watched with hot excitement and wondered, how it would feel to have her tits sucked. She had a hunch she'd love it.

George raised his head and let Linda's spit-soaked nipples slip from his mouth. Then he started licking and kissing his way dawn her body, over her tits and ribs and belly. He nosed into her neat little bush, and as he did so, she moaned and spread her legs.

"Eat me, darling!" she panted. "You know I love that more than anything. Well, just about anything."

George chuckled as he slid between her stretched thighs. He folded back the dark delicate fur of her bush and exposed the little bud of her clit. His tongue shot out, thick and glistening, and he lashed it over her joy button.

"Ohhhhhh, my God, yesssss!" she moaned.

Misty almost whimpered with lust and envy. This was the thing she wanted to experience most of all, a man running his hot wet tongue over her super-sensitive pussy. It was easy to imagine how great that would feel. She felt her own cunt heating and creaming.

Linda was letting her legs fall wider and wider apart, offering George her whole gleaming cunt to eat. He raked his tongue over the engorged flesh and lapped up her tangy juices. Linda whimpered and shivered with ecstasy.

"Oh, God, you're driving me wild!" she sobbed. "I love it, but I want to do it to you, too!"

"Well, there's a simple solution for that," George said, raising his head and grinning at her. "We haven't done it in a long time, but I'm sure we'll remember how."

"Of course," she smiled. "Why didn't I think of it right away?"

Misty didn't know what they were talking about, but she soon found out. George stretched out on his back, and Linda backed up over him till her dripping gash was almost touching his face. She crouched so her head was right over his rigidly standing cock.

It was an ingenious arrangement. This way they could go down on each other at the same time. Misty was fascinated. She hardly blinked as she watched through the spy hole. This older, more experienced couple might teach her even more than the newlyweds had.

George thrust out his tongue and began lashing it up and down Linda's hot tangy-tasting pussy. She bent low and started licking the enormous purple head of his cock, swirling her tongue around and around the hard knob of flesh. They both shivered with excitement as they gobbled each other's cream.

"Mmmmmmmmm, darling, I'm so glad you thought of this!" Linda panted.

"I'm not senile yet," George chuckled.

"Not at all," Linda agreed huskily. "And your cock still works great, too."