David Ingram: Naughty hot nurse

He disrobed quickly and spread himself on top of her, his big cock gliding effortlessly into her cunt. "Jesus, that feels good," moaned, before clamping his mouth to hers.

She grasped his ass, lifting with her hips at the same time to let his cock go in deeper. Her legs lolled over his back for a moment, then dropped to the bed. "Fuck me, fuck me!" she cried, humping her ass each time he pushed his prick in.

Sarah closed her eyes and went with the moment. It felt so good, like they had been fucking together for years like they belonged together. His prick was so nice and big. It seemed to fill her, it was so thick, so long. She was quickly on the verge of cumming.

"Gonna come, honey, fuck me… awww, so fucking good. I'm there, I'm there!" Sarah jerked under him as if in convulsions. She went deep into the throes of an orgasm, a magnificent orgasm. It consumed her whole body. "Aw shit, I love this feeling! Keep fucking, don't come yet. I love it, I love it… I love you, love your beautiful cock. Fuck me, fuck me… don't ever stop!"

He thrust his prick in to his balls, then slowly drew out slowly only to jam back in hard and fast. He knew a few more strokes of the same would bring him there, too, but it felt too good not to continue. She was coming, coming like no other whore he had ever seen, and it was too much. His balls cut loose and sent their load, on the journey into her sucking pussy.

"I'm coming, you cunt! Oh Goddamn am I ever coming!" he howled, feeling his cock spit its first wad of thick, copious, slick wetness. He pumped in spurt after spurt until she was so gooey and slippery his cock almost slipped out of her cunt. "Jesus, what a fuck! You are one fine fuck, lady, one fine fuck." He fell exhausted over her body.

"I wish you could keep it in me all night," she said.

"No way," he wheezed. "I'm slipping out now. My cock is out."

"Roll off. I want to suck it," Sarah said.

He flopped onto his back. Sarah quickly inverted herself and brought her mouth over his half-erect prick. It was still fairly big, but she got the whole thing into her mouth. She tasted her own cunt, sucking him clean, and then drew a few last strings of slimy goo from the head of his prick. She continued sucking him until he was completely soft before letting his cock fall free and sitting up.

"God, that was good, uh?" she said.

"Yeah, it sure was good. Better than my wife on her best day and she's no slouch when it comes to fucking."

"If you can get it up again, you can fuck me, or I'll suck you off."

"I don't think my cock will ever rise again, honey, not after what you just did. Besides it's almost nine o'clock."

"Let's not worry about time, not now. Let's take a shower together."

They stood under the hot water, lathering each other completely. While covered with suds, Sarah dropped slowly to her knees, her mouth open and against his skin. She kissed her way down his belly until she was at his crotch. His cock erected quickly under her urgent lips. When he was good and hard, she cupped his balls gently with one hand, spread his ass cheeks and inserted a finger into his ass. She fucked his asshole with her finger while he fucked her mouth. He held her head rigid, pumping in and out steadily, gaining speed as his come neared.

"Aw baby, I'm gonna make it. I'm gonna come again," he bawled, thrusting rapidly. "Suck it, sweetheart! I'm coming in your mouth. Drink it, swallow my come, baby! Oh Jesus, here it comes!"

He gave her a second good load. His come spurted thickly into her mouth. She held it until he pumped dry and then swallowed, letting the slippery goo slide hotly down her throat. It was a thrill to swallow the pasty stuff. She continued sucking until he almost collapsed on top of her.

Afterwards, when they were dressed, he said, "I've never made it twice with a whore before. Rarely made it twice in one night with anyone."

"We could do better than that if we had more time," Sarah said.

"I doubt it, but I'd like to try. Do you ever spend the night, the whole night?"

"I will with you. Any time you say."

"Soon," he said.

She gave him her phone number, and then he drove her to the university. She kissed him long and hard before she got out of the car.

Inside the student union, she sat at a table and checked her earnings. It made a thick wad of bills. It made her feel good to see it. It was her first paycheck as a whore and there would be more, much more. It was the easiest money she had ever made and she had enjoyed making it so much. The fact that she was getting paid to fuck added a new thrill, especially since she didn't have to do it. She could marry Barry and just sell her ass when she felt like it.

Barry arrived fifteen minutes later and pulled a chair close to her. He was such an insensitive clod that he asked her to marry him right there in the glaring light with the clinking dishes and people wandering around the student union. He wanted to get her pledged because he was badly in need of financial help to stay in school. Without a meal ticket, he would have to drop out. Even if she wasn't everything he wanted in a girl, she did have a good job.

Sarah hesitated, pursing her lips as if in thought. What an asshole, she thought, he couldn't have pick a romantic place to pop the question. He was probably the biggest dork she knew, or would ever know. He was second rate at fucking, too.

Barry started to sweat and pulled out the ring box. He had hoped she would instantly answer "yes, yes!" and he could stall her on the ring, take this one back and get his deposit returned. Oh well, he knew she would end up paying for it, anyway. He flipped open the lid. Sarah's eyes widened, it was a beauty with a large hunk of ice.

"Barry, I…" she stammered, "yes, I'll marry you." Her eyes were still on the big diamond. After all, Barry would be successful someday, dull as hell, but a rich lawyer after law school. A girl does need security and Sarah had to think of her future. Besides, she would have her diversions. "Here, sap it on." She held out her hand.

He took the ring from its box and slid it onto her finger. She held up her hand and smiled. God, it was beautiful with the light glinting from its many surfaces.

"Well, aren't you going to kiss me?" Sarah said. She put her hand on his thigh and let it slowly creep upwards. It had been a while and she wanted to see if she could get him hard under the table.

"Not here, Sarah," he said. "My God, all these people! Get your hand off my leg, someone will see."

Sarah stiffened with anger and pulled her hand away. "Why you little… Barry, Goddamnit, I…" she stammered not sure if she really wanted to say what she was thinking.

"Clean up your language, Sarah, here comes a guy I know. I don't like him, either."

A tall, good looking young man came over to the table, helped himself to a chair, and seated himself close to Sarah. "Hi, Barry, boy. Who's the doll?" he said.

"Hello, Jack," Barry said crisply. "This is my fiancee, Sarah."

"Hi, Jack," Sarah said, holding up her hand.

"Wow, some rock," Jack said.

They sat and talked for almost half an hour in spite of Barry's obvious dislike of the intruder.

"We have to go, Jack. It's late," Barry finally said.

Jack followed them to the door, talking steadily to Sarah. They had no more than stepped outside when Barry stopped. "Damn, I have to go to the rest room. Won't be long," he said and darted back into the building.

He was no more than out of sight when Jack took Sarah in his anus and, kissed her.

"How did you know I wanted you to kiss me?" Sarah said.

"It showed," Jack said.

"Do it again," Sarah said.

Sarah's arms went around Jack's neck and pulled him tight, her tongue squeezing into his mouth. She felt his cock against her leg. It was half-hard and quite large.