The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting circumstances.
The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all comers, male and female alike. The man who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on stage and performs with the girl in front of his friends. The couple who, under group pressure, reluctantly join the neighborhood mate-swappers.
Millie Starrett is one of these outwardly normal people-a young nurse trying to make her way in the world. But beneath her innocent exterior lie perverted desires that continually threaten her desire for a lasting relationship with a man.
TURNED ON BY PEEPING-a novel about the hidden passions within us all.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Millie Starrett stood staring in fascination at the young couple thirty feet across the courtyard. They were both nude, and the boy was obviously trying to fuck the girl.
In anticipation of what she might soon see, Millie had pulled her skirt to her waist and pushed her panties down to her knees. She was massaging the tender, white insides of her thighs and clawing through the hairy, soft lips of her pulsating cunt.
Millie had met the young couple she was now watching on the first day she had moved into the Locksdale Apartments. That had been a week ago.
That same night she had watched them fuck for hours. It had turned her on like nothing else ever had.
Now it looked like she was going to see it all over again.
The girl, Alice Fields, had lush, feminine charms. Her full thighs, rounded ass cheeks, and magnificently full breasts were heaving and jiggling in a losing struggle as her wiry, powerful husband pinned her down on the bed.
"Didn't you get enough fucking last night?" Alice wailed to her grinning, blonde-haired husband, Chuck.
"I'm not letting you up until I get an encore of last night's performance," Chuck said stubbornly.
"Okay, you win, darling ... but let's get going!" Alice cooed.
His hands slid down to her snow-white breasts and caressed their yielding, up-thrust firmness gently. Then his ruggedly handsome face leaned over them as his lips sought her luscious, crimson nipples. She thrilled to his tongue as she felt them erect and jut stiffly between his nibbling lips. He tenderly pressed and kneaded her flaring hips and soft, rounded buttocks. Desire built up in her and she undulated her lovely round belly and thighs against him. His muscled frame suddenly topped her, his desire rising to fever pitch as her tits, belly and thighs began a sexy grind under him. Millie saw the pulsing throb of his king-sized prick as it rubbed yearningly against the satiny skin of Alice's inner thighs.
The girl's body trembled, as the urge to be fucked burned deep in her belly. Alice let him top her and slide his stiff prick between the softness of her thighs. Her fingers clutched at his muscular back, digging in deeply as he began to work his big dick rhythmically against her hot, wet cunt lips.
"Fuck me," she gasped. "Oh, darling, really fuck me!"
Chuck pressed his mouth against her lips, thrusting his tongue greedily between them and, at the same time, thrusting forward with his loins. He shoved his throbbing, fully erect cock neatly into the moist, welcoming hole of her eager cunt.
Alice lifted her thighs and put her ankles around the small of his back. Chuck shoved his pulsing cock completely into her twat, enjoying the way the slippery warmth of her vaginal walls pressed around it, sucking him more and more into the ravenous cavity between her thighs.
Now he really began to fuck her with abandon, thrusting his passion-stiffened prick roughly in and out of her enfolding hole. The sensual friction seemed to be pulling his sperm from his swaying balls.
Alice had begun to have her orgasm the moment she felt the tip of Chuck's dick part her cunt lips. She got wetter and more slippery as her cunt began to be flooded with her hot cunt juice. She gasped as the first drop of his hot cum, the scalding white semen, began to spurt deep in her snatch in powerful, jetting spurts. Her belly writhed and her pussy began to twitch with the ecstasy his spouting sperm was producing.
He felt for her tits with his mouth, biting at her hard, ruby nipples as he thrust wildly with his cock in the final spasms of shooting his load into her fiery pussy. It gushed into the upper reaches of her cunt, practically into her womb ... three hot globs of sizzling sperm from the depths of his balls. Alice tightened her ass-cheeks; she wanted to hold that magnificent dick of his in her cunt just as long as possible.
Watching, Millie was on the brink of her own orgasm. She wished that the fuck she was watching could last a little longer. But the man's cock was already getting soft.
Alice reluctantly opened her legs and let his softening prick slide from the slippery confines of her pussy. As it plopped out of her, Millie saw mingled cunt juice and sperm dribbling out from Alice's cunt.-She watched Chuck's powerful chest lessen its heaving as he slowly returned to normal from the thrill of his orgasm.
"You're wonderful, Alice," he panted as they lay resting for a moment. "You always give me a star performance, doll!"
The show was over and Millie's body was shaking with frustration as she moved from the window. She was heading for the bedroom and a shower when the doorbell rang.
"Oh shit," she said aloud. She had planned to get her dildo out of her bureau and fuck off her frustration in the shower.
She opened the door. It was the young man from the moving company, with the rest of her furniture.
"Hi ... Chet Thompson. I've got the rest of the boxes and some furniture."
"Oh, yes," Millie said. "Just put it all in the living room here. I have to get ready for work."
"Sure."
Millie was conscious of the kid's eyes centered on her thin white blouse which showed her nipples and didn't conceal the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra.
"I'll leave the door ajar. Lock it when you leave."
"Okay."
She could feel his eyes on her bouncing buttocks as she walked into the bedroom. He was a big, handsome kid, and would probably make a good, one-afternoon lover. "Oh, no," she said aloud, closing the bedroom door behind her. "Millie, don't let temptation fuck you up again."
She wasted no time in shedding her clothes. The blouse, skirt, and panties fell in a little heap on the floor. The bathroom door, slightly ajar, had a full-length mirror on it. She caught sight of her image. She swung the door open and stood before the mirror, gazing at her nakedness in critical scrutiny. She was a blonde. A blonde with hazel eyes. There was no mistaking that. Her hair had a burnished quality about it, almost fire-like, and the highlights glowed, even in the dim light of a single bulb.
Her gaze traveled from her hair to the eyes, the slightly up-turned nose, full, provocative lips, with a generous mouth, and a chin that spelled a resolute character.
"You are indeed a beautiful woman, honey," Millie said to her image. "And don't forget that body is all you got going for you ... use it well."
She was well over average height, nearly five foot ten, with luscious, cream-colored skin. Her breasts, now free of even the constricting confines of the blouse, were firm and prominent, with the pink-tipped rosettes making a pleasing contrast to the ivory skin around them. Her body tapered down to a narrow, trim waist, and then broadened out to ample full hips.
Millie's legs were long and straight, almost a dancer's legs. Rather sensuously, she ran her hands over the surface of her body, cupping her full breasts, then to her waist and flat stomach, and down past her thighs and legs. The image in the glass was pleasing. For Millie, that image was money in the bank.
She turned to the shower curtains and pushed them aside as the bell rang again. "Well, shit."
Hastily, she grabbed a sheer, almost transparent negligee from the back of the door and wrapped it around her.
"Fm sorry, Miss Starrett," he said sheepishly. "I forgot to block the door ... it must have blown shut."
Millie laughed at his red face and waved him in. He wheeled a truckload of boxes by her and deposited them on the floor.
She started by him. "There's some coffee on the stove."
He grinned. "We're not allowed to drink anything on the job but beer."
She laughed again and went to the refrigerator.
When she returned, his eyes were looking with open admiration at the luscious sight of her nude body beneath the thin negligee. She was conscious of his eyes on her as she handed him the beer. It was a pleasant situation. She liked having men stare wide-eyed at her.
She opened his eyes even wider. "You like what you see?"
His face blushed, but he came right back at her. "I'd like to show you how much."
Millie let her eyes travel down to his crotch. His cock was getting hard, and there was a lot to get hard. She remembered watching the couple next door and the thought made her pussy quiver.
Should she? Would she dare? No. She'd made that mistake before. From now on, only married men. No chance to get a reputation with married men; they keep their mouths shut.
He followed her eyes down to his crotch and blushed again. "Sorry."
"It's all right. I'm a nurse. I see a lot of hard cocks."
He blushed and his cock got even harder.
Millie watched it throb, and could resist it no longer. What the hell, she thought, just this once ... this will be the last time.
She walked over to him and slipped to her knees. The zipper slid down with a rasp and her hand was inside his pants, groping.
"Wha ... what're you doing?"
"I'm going to suck your cock."
She felt and found his tool. It was painfully pushing its way out the side of his shorts. She grasped it hard and pulled it into the open.
"Nice," she whispered as though she were talking to herself. "Couldn't have got a better one if I had ordered it."
The firm shaft was now bulging with blood-choked veins; it had turned the color of a vivid red sky. The cockhead was a much deeper, richer-looking red ... almost purple. And the rim of the cockhead had turned an even different shade of red. The eye in the center was dilated, as though it already wanted to cough out the hot seminal fluid.
Millie's cunt creamed as she brushed the bulbous cockhead across her lips. She writhed, feeling the juice seep in waves from her pussy to stain her negligee. She shouldn't have watched the couple through the window. She knew only too well how much watching another couple fuck always turned her on.
"Jesus," the young man gasped as he watched her head lower over his cock. In, in, in it went, until her chin was against his balls and her lips were against his pubic hair. "Oh, my God, you took the whole thing in your head!"
She let her tongue slowly wrap around his huge prick, bathing it with saliva. All the time, she was sucking in a way that sent shivers up his back. Millie's skill in cocksucking was considerable. She flicked her tongue like a butterfly against the slight ridge on the underside of his cock. He threw back his head and let out a strange, high-pitched noise that Millie had never heard before. It turned her on terribly.
Her pussy was aching for cock. She reached beneath the negligee and fingered herself. As she sucked, her cunt juiced her palm until her whole hand was sticky.
He reached down and moaned as he opened the front of her gown and started rubbing her tits. "Jesus, what a set of jugs ... beautiful, just beautiful!"
She could feel the sweat begin to rise on the back of her neck. It dripped across her neck and down onto one of her heaving tits. It dripped lower, circling the nipple and finally resting on his hand, which was between them.
He was kneading her tits expertly, using just the right amount of pressure and motion to bring out all of the sensuous feelings. She moaned. "Oh, you rub me so nice there. Oh ... that feels so good ... so good ... yes ... yes!" With a shriek, she stood up. "Get your clothes off ... I wanna fuck!"
Silently and gracefully she undid the straps of her long gown and let it drop to the floor. Her beautiful body drove the young man mad with desire. He let his eyes linger for a moment on her firm, jutting breasts. He wanted to bury his face between those twin mounds of fragrant flesh.
Millie began to writhe her hips in time to some silent rhythm. She thrust her pussy back and forth, the pussy juices seeping out and running down the insides of her thighs. She arched her hands high over her head and brought her palms together. When she did this, her breasts rose and pushed out even further. Silently, she danced around the boy, her dance an imitation of fucking.
She watched him remove his clothes, unable to take her eyes off his body. It was a beautiful, strong body, with the kind of sleek curves and hard muscles that she liked. And then he was completely naked, with his prick tall and gleaming, ready for her.
"God, you're driving me nuts," he panted. He shot out an arm and grabbed the whirling woman. She spun into his arms. In a second, he held her in a crushing grip, flattening her breasts against his chest. He drove his tongue deep into her begging lips. She felt his hot prick against her belly, feeling like it wanted to burst its way through her flesh right there.
She reached down one long-fingered hand and grabbed at his throbbing cock, feeling the hot blood passing through it. It pumped in her hand and felt like a thing alive.
She wanted him to shove his burning cock up her aching twat like she had never wanted anything before.
As she played with his throbbing prick, his hand found her slit hot and begging for his touch. He reached in between the folds of her flesh, found her clit and began to twirl it in his fingers. She felt the blood from every part of her body stream up to her clit, and it grew to an enormous size beneath his hands. She writhed her hips and tried to plunge herself on his outstretched finger, but he kept his hand far enough away from her so as to put only the slightest pressure on her clit. And with this light but firm pressure, he rubbed and rubbed, driving Millie crazy with desire.
She tightened her hold on his cock, squeezing it violently. Her pussy lips swelled and her juices dripped from the steaming pink slit.
She began to move her hand up and down on his cock. He felt the firm pressure glide up and down the skin of his glans, causing incredible hot flashes to run up and down his back. She massaged his tool as she pumped him.
"Jesus, be careful ... you'll make me come too soon!"
Millie's mind worked. Did she want to swallow his load or take it up her pussy?
She again kneeled in front of his dripping prick. Taking it all the way into her mouth, she tasted the thin drops that seeped from the eye. It tasted salty to her. She really loved the taste of a man's hot cum. When she was in high school, she remembered giving boys blow jobs and them trying to pull her head away from them when they were about to shoot. She had shaken her head violently each time and stayed where she was until she felt the salty, syrupy cum stream into her hungry mouth. And she had felt in heaven as she had lapped every last drop off the cocks of the astonished boys.
Chet now had his hands on both sides of her head as she sucked hungrily at him. His cockhead pushed its way past her wet lips and entered the warm, dark recesses of her throat. His cock continued to grow until it was buried at the very base of her throat. "Oh, shit ... that's good. But, I'm warning you...."
Millie kept on sucking, whirling her tongue around his aching prick and bathing it in warm saliva. She sucked especially carefully at the sensitive head, taking it full within her lips and sort of kissing it from the inside. He began to move his hips in and out, fucking her perfect face and beautiful, wet mouth.
She reached around behind him and felt with her fingers for his ass-hole. In a second she found it. Moistened by the juices of her own dripping pussy, she worked her finger around the rim of his hole. Steam rose from within his body. As she crammed her finger up his sensitive ass-hole, he began to feel the desire for a cunt around his cock, rather than a mouth. He looked down on her full blonde mane and stroked her earlobes, causing her to suck even faster and more passionately.
Her tongue didn't miss a spot on his aching prick shaft.
"Oh shit ... I gotta stop for a second." He pulled his hot cock out of her sucking mouth and began to rub it all over her face. She bit and nibbled at it as it passed her mouth, her pink tongue covering it with warm wetness.
Then he lowered her gently onto her back. He towered over her, his cock jutting just above her mouth. With agonized moans of anticipation, she brought her head up and took the throbbing prick into her mouth. But he had other ideas.
Gently freeing himself, he began to rub his cock all over her sweaty body. The sweat lubricated his cock. He slid it all over her neck, fucking the very pores of her skin. Then he slid it slowly down over her shoulders and began to rub his agonized cock all over her tits. She moaned deeply with pleasure.
She writhed on the floor beneath him as he teased her rubbery, erect nipples with the end of his cock. She felt as though he were fucking every inch of her at once.
"Oh fuck ... you are good," she sighed. "Fuck me now. Go ahead and put that hunk of meat in my pussy!"
He crouched between her spread thighs and worked the head of his dick between her pussy lips. She squeezed, urging more and more of his cock into her hot hole.
In a flash he had worked the first three inches in, and by moving his hips in a circle, was drilling himself all the way into her. She felt the folds of her pussy give way before his insistent drilling. She moved her hips in the opposite direction, so his cock churned deeply against her cunt walls, causing delicious sensations to spread over them both. They were getting hotter now, panting like dogs.
Suddenly, he drew his knees up under him so that he was kneeling in front of her. His cock was still buried deep inside her hole. Taking hold of her sides, he grasped her firmly and lifted her up so that her whole weight was on her pussy. It drove his cock maddeningly deep into her.
"Oh, God, that's good!" she cried. "You're so deep inside me like this ... I can feel your cock in my throat!"
Slowly he rocked himself back and loosened his grip on her so that she tilted to the opposite side. Deep in her cunt, her width narrowed so that he felt the walls pushing hard against his cock. He moaned and began to rock back and forth, pulling Millie back and forth also with his arms. She lifted her legs onto his sides and rode him. They rocked faster and faster. She felt her head pounding and pussy juice seeping from the mouth of her steaming slit.
They rocked back and forth this way until she started with a shout and felt her pussy tighten around his driving prick. Tighter and tighter the walls of her cunt became until they threatened to squeeze the cum right out of his prick.
She clawed at his back and bit his shoulders. Red welts appeared on his flesh wherever her mouth wandered. She hugged him tightly to her, feeling the tightness of his body, like a spring about to unwind explosively. She grasped at him and rode him violently. Finally, she felt her body relax as wave after wave of her orgasm swept over her. Hot cum seeped and gushed from her pussy.
Her honeyed juices bathed his cock warmly. He could taste the salt of her perspiration as it poured off her. He smelled her musky woman-smells as her body worked on his prick, almost ready to shoot a hot wad up deep into the slit of this fabulous piece of ass.
Millie was in a frenzy now. She tore at his body. Looking like a madwoman, with frantic eyes she leaned forward and sucked at his ears and his throat and everything else that she could manage to get her mouth on. She would have loved to have another prick right now to suck on while he was so expertly fucking her. She would have loved to have a thousand hot cocks to rub all over her hot body until cum seeped from every pore.
Without warning, he flipped her onto her back and resumed his kneeling position.
"Now!" she cried. "Cream me ... pour your sweet fuck juice into me!"
Her tight pussy walls hugged his cock like a glove, milking the cum from his balls up into the shaft of his cock. He was only a few seconds away from shooting the wad of his life. He leaned forward, balancing himself on his hands, and moved his prick rhythmically in and out of her. She moved with him. She felt her body tighten and relax, over and over. She felt her pussy walls tighten also, again and again. Each time she could feel every wrinkle of his huge cock.
Then she felt his load build up powerfully in his cockshaft and move into the head. It felt like a rocket about to go off. He moaned and writhed. Underneath him, Millie was in incredible ecstasy.
As his rod churned in and out of her, she felt her pussy walls massage her clit and bathe it in hot cunt juice. She felt her body stiffen. Together they tightened up, tighter and tighter and tighter still. Together they felt their bodies strain to the breaking point with the wonderful pleasure of their frantic fucking.
Her pussy begged to be fucked harder and faster still, and he complied with all the strength in his body. Then his prick suddenly erupted a stream of hot cum that bathed the insides of her aching pussy with its steaming wetness.
A second later she felt limp and floating as her body gave way and her orgasm took her. They both kept fucking furiously, his cock letting loose stream upon stream of cum. Her pussy brought forth a tremendous amount of honeyed juices, bathing them both in hot cream.
Then both of them lay still. He rolled off her and they lay next to each other on the plush carpet, gently stroking each other's bodies.
"Jesus, baby," he moaned. "I've never been fucked like that in my life."
"You were good, too," Millie purred, standing up and crawling back into her robe.
"When do we get an instant replay?"
"We don't, honey," she said, smiling down at him. "With somebody like me and somebody like you, it's never as good the second time around. Don't forget to close the door when you leave."
As she headed for the bedroom, she passed the window where she had stood watching the couple next door.
"Oh shit," she murmured to herself. Alice Fields was at her own window, her face plastered against the screen.
She had seen the whole thing.
CHAPTER TWO
The refreshing spray from the shower, coupled with the relaxing fuck, did wonders for Millie's mind and body. She glanced at the clock. It was just six, so she could indulge in an hour and a half of rest. She'd leave for the hospital at seven-thirty. Gratefully, she pulled the sheet of the bed back and slipped naked beneath it. The linen felt cool and clean against her skin, now fairly glowing with renewed circulation and life. That's what a good fuck always did for her; it relaxed her.
For a moment, she just let herself relax in the cool crispness of the bed. Her mind began to wander, to think about her life. Of how she, Millie Fields, age twenty-six, single, and a beautiful blonde, happened to be in the place where she now was, starting all over again.
It all seemed so long ago. The dirt-poor farm, the growing-up process, and the things that had awakened her to the desire for something better.
The first had been Terry. Millie didn't even remember his last name. She had been fifteen, a sophomore in high school, and already sex had been taking up almost every waking thought.
She had been a remarkably well-developed girl for her age. The boys in school, and her male teachers, didn't hide the interest in their eyes when they looked at her tits in the cheap, tight sweaters she wore. The sweaters were tight because they were old and didn't fit her expanded chest. Her family couldn't afford to buy new ones.
Millie's body had more than just an effect on her first boy friend, Terry. He was wild for her. He had money and a car. That made Millie wild for him.
There had been dates and the usual necking sessions in the car. Millie hadn't known too much about boys, but she did know that their passions were easily aroused. Holly Wilson, her closest friend, had told her: "Boys get very excited, Millie. You can see it! Just look at their crotches bulge after you kiss them a couple of times!"
Millie started looking, and discovered that it was true.
Terry had been very kind and gentle, and had wanted her very much. He seemed very mature for his age, and she guessed that he had already had a lot of experience with girls. And so one evening it happened.
They were miles from town on a lonely road. They had had a heavy necking session, and Terry's passions were highly aroused. She could see his stiff cock, and she could feel it. She had let him remove her tight sweater and helped him with her bra. He had kissed each of her breasts, sending thrills through her like she had never known.
Then came the clumsy business of removing her skirt and panties. For the first time she was naked with a boy.
Millie smiled to herself as she recalled how Terry had trembled and how his hands shook as she had let him touch her. She had watched him curiously.
The sight of his naked young cock thrilled her. Especially when she realized that it was her body that had caused it.
Terry had been the first and, God knows, there had been a lot since. But she would never forget that first time. Even though she couldn't remember
Terry's last name, she could sure remember his cock and how he had fucked her.
Her memory filled in all the details. The unexpected movements, and the pain of her broken cherry and how she had cried out, and how Terry had reassured her, and the steady rhythm of his cock in her cunt. His warm mouth on hers. His breath, quick and gasping, and then that sharp increase in his cock's thrusts, until suddenly he had cried out and moaned her name softly. She had held him even closer against her, against her trembling tits, and realized that she was no longer a virgin; her maidenhead was destroyed.
But Millie soon discovered that one boy, one cock, just wasn't enough. Terry, of course, found out and drifted away. She nearly made a career out of sex the rest of the way through high school.
After graduation she started to resent her poor life and the fact that she was unable to afford college.
That's when she met Hugh Whalen. Hugh had just moved to the small town where she lived. He was a bachelor doctor, and was well on his way to being a rich man.
Millie fell instantly in love with him.
One night, as she was leaving his apartment, she felt a sudden impulse to do something special for him; something that would show him how much she loved him.
He was embracing her in a passionate good-night kiss. Deftly unzipping him, her hand fondled his half-aroused cock as she sank to her knees.
She made an oval with her thumb and forefinger around the enormous head of his prick and then, tightening it, clasped his rapidly hardening rod firmly between them. She began to stroke his cock with a slow, teasing rhythm. She slid the foreskin down from his cockhead gently and easily. He now had a lusty hard-on.
A tasty one, too, as her moist lips impatiently closed over the head of his dick. She felt a warm flush race through her body as she tasted the sheer maleness of the throbbing cock. She pushed it even farther down her throat, her tongue vibrating against the shaft. She swallowed it deeper and deeper, until the tip was tickling her tonsils. As her lips closed tightly around the base, she felt his crinkly hairs lightly tickling her mouth.
She heard Hugh gasp with sharp, pleasurable intakes of his breath every time her tongue touched the tip of his prick, its underside, and especially when it probed its flicking point into the little hole at the top. Suddenly he grabbed her head, forcing her mouth even farther down on his jerking prick. He began to move it back and forth on the saliva-glistening shaft. She stretched her lips a little wider and sucked his big, thick dick as far down the hot depths of her throat as she could.
Her excitement was intensified even more when she realized that Hugh's cock had probably never been sucked off before. And it was such a real, mature, man-sized cock that filled her mouth so fully. She sucked deep and hard, her head seeming to swell with the ecstasy that gorgeous prick gave her. As she increased the amount of cock her mouth moved back and forth over with abandoned sensuality, a warm glowing sensation invaded her cunt.
She clasped her mouth wildly on the throbbing dick and sucked rhythmically back and forth along its huge length, his hands on her head guiding her clinging lips in an ever-faster movement. He groaned as she licked feverishly with her tongue, even sucking in her cheeks to rest against the sides of his hot shaft in order to give him every bit of sensation possible.
She knew that he was about to come at any moment. She could feel the quivering tension in his balls as she fondled them. And the way she was sucking, those balls wouldn't be able to retain the hot sperm very much longer. He was almost ready to shoot his load of hot, white cum right into her eagerly working mouth. She knew just what she had to do to trigger his cock into shooting its wad.
Sensuously working her fingers, she let them roam from his balls back toward his ass-hole. Then, with a swift motion, she sunk her forefinger right up his rectum. A few circular movements of her finger in his puckered rear hole brought him immediately to the bursting point. He groaned loudly as his hands grabbed her head and held it immobile on the full length of his throbbing cock.
Then it came. Spurting from his pulsing prick like thick boiling cream, his cum splashed against her throat in rapid-fire jets. She felt as if she were going to gag on the globs of semen that were filling her mouth, and then she swallowed it in gurgling gulps. As the jets of hot jism dribbled down to an oozing flow, she flicked her tongue over the purple head and sucked the last few drops as if she were sucking the marrow from a tasty bone.
Then, as his dick grew limp in her mouth, Millie reluctantly released it. Wiping it dry with gentle pats of her handkerchief, her hazel eyes looked up at him adoringly for a compliment.
He looked down at her, awestruck.
"Wasn't that good?" she purred.
"Yeah ... but...."
"But what?"
"Where the hell did you learn how to do that?"
She smiled innocently. She was truthful with him, and told him how many cocks she had sucked.
She never saw Hugh again.
There were many more men, but Millie was only half satisfied with life. She still wanted out of that grubby little town.
Then Fred, her father's uncle, came to stay with them. He was a huge bear of a man, more animal than human.
One afternoon Millie got home from work early. As she walked around the side of the house, she happened to look in her mother's window. She saw her Uncle Fred fucking her mother.
Millie thought it was the most fantastic thing she had ever seen-two other people fucking. Her Uncle Fred had the longest, thickest cock she had ever seen. Her pussy creamed and twitched as she saw its huge length drive in and out of her mother's clasping cunt.
From then on, Millie came home early every day. Watching became almost as good as doing. She would watch in the afternoons, and then fuck one of her many boy friends that night.
It went on for months, until one day Fred looked up and saw her peeking through the window.
He dived after her. Millie ran to the barn. He didn't chase her, but that night, when her parents were out, he came to her room.
"You saw, didn't you?" he said, his words rolling like thunder out of his big barrel chest.
"Yes."
"You gonna tell your old man?"
"Maybe. Maybe not."
"What the hell does that mean?"
"That means I want to get out of this stinking town," Millie said. "But it takes money."
"Why, you little bitch..."
"I looked in your bankbook. You got two thousand dollars."
The mountain of flesh before her seethed with anger. Her uncle stared at her, licking his lips and breathing heavily. Then she realized that he was looking straight at her tits.
"You like to watch, huh? Well, you can watch, all right. You can watch yourself in that mirror on the wall there."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, if I'm gonna pay I'm gonna get somethin' for my money. I'm gonna fuck your brains out!"
Millie could almost see the blood pumping through his massive cock as it pounded and throbbed to erection against his pants.
Suddenly she was afraid of what he might do to her. He had arms like tree trunks. He opened and closed his fists at the sides of his legs and ripples ran through the muscles on his arms. He stepped forward and reached for her, but she instinctively stepped back. Then he thrust the other arm out, cat-like and quick, and managed to get one of his massive hands onto her shoulder.
He reached down and with one, swift motion tore the dress from her trembling body. She was terrified. She wasn't wearing any underclothes, and his action left her standing before him stark naked, with another quick thrust of his free arm, before Millie had a moment to react, he had fastened his other hand firmly on the base of her throat.
She tried to wrench herself free, but like a choke-chain, her uncle held her fast in his grip. He gave her neck a slight squeeze and she could feel her eyes bulge in their sockets and her tongue fill her mouth.
Fred bent forward and crammed one of her perfect white tits into his mouth. She wanted to cry and scream. She wanted to run away. But she stood transfixed as he sucked at her tender globe and ran his other hand all over her body.
She felt shivers of delight join those of pain. Still he kept the vise grip on her throat, threatening to strangle her if she didn't perform his every wish, or if she didn't act quickly enough.
"You ain't no virgin, are ya, honey?"
She shook her head from side to side in his grasp.
"No ... I don't suppose you could be the way you sashay your ass around in those tight clothes. But let's just make sure."
He roughly shoved a huge finger into her cunthole all the way to the last knuckle. All the time he was still savagely sucking her tits, straining the tender flesh through his clenched teeth. Her pussy juice ran. The massive man was turning her on, and if he had let go of her throat at this point, she would not have tried to escape, but only begged him to fuck her.
"Take out my prick and suck me off!" he ordered. "Yer Momma's a good cocksucker ... let's see how good you take meat into your head!"
Millie didn't have to be told twice. She reached down and unzipped her uncle's fly. His massive cock practically jumped into her hand.
He had a tremendous erection, the head of his blood-engorged cock pulsing fiercely. Millie opened her mouth all the way, but found that it hurt her jaws to open them wide enough to accommodate the huge cock. She tried and tried again, but all she could manage to get in her mouth was the huge head and three inches of the pulsating, blood-engorged shaft.
She smelled the delicious odor of cock drift up her nostrils and tasted the familiar tang as it tickled her tongue. She gave those four inches of his prick a wet, warm tongue bath, swishing her tongue around his meat. She literally ate him, savoring each inch of his hot, pounding prick.
He still had a hand around her throat, and as his cock passed out of her mouth with the end of each thrust, he would tighten the grip around her neck. She could scarcely breathe, but she was too excited and too afraid of him to complain. She was sure that if she made him mad, he would break her pretty head off. And she was sure if she screamed no one would hear her.
He was in a frenzy now, pounding her with his massive prick with all his might. The saliva dripped from her lips. Suddenly, he pushed her off him and over onto her back. With a savage cry, he jumped on her and rammed his crazed cock up her dripping pussy to the hilt.
Her hot, wet cunt caressed his cock, and he started to grind into her with savage thrusts. She creamed and creamed. Still, he held a firm grip on her tender throat. She felt his huge organ grow even larger within her. She felt the blood rise in her pussy walls until they screamed with pleasure. Her clit was fully erect now, pushing itself against the hot cock with each of his lustful humps. She felt her blood rise from her belly into her thundering head. She threw back her head and screamed with ecstasy, all of her fear gone.
This was the biggest cock she had ever taken, and she figured that, if he was going to fuck her anyway, she might as well enjoy it.
Besides, there was an added thrill. As he pumped into her, she closed her eyes and could clearly visualize her huge uncle humping wildly into her mother's cunt.
"Go ahead! Yes, you bastard, go ahead!"
"Huh?"
"Fuck me!" she screamed. "Fuck the shit out of me! Faster ... can't you go any fucking faster?"
She moaned and writhed beneath him. He had changed his rhythm now, swinging his hips in a circular motion and crashing his cock into her at the end of each swing.
She responded by tightening the walls of her moist pussy until both she and her uncle lay on the floor bellowing at the top of their lungs. Their faces looked as though they were in excruciating pain, but it was actually unendurable pleasure. They were nearing the orgasms of their lives.
He lay on the floor between her legs, moaning as his hot cock pounded mercilessly into the dripping cunt of his screaming niece. Her cunt actions were driving him wild. He responded by fucking her even more furiously.
Suddenly, with a tremendous shout from them both, they came. They were hardly conscious. Millie felt herself swimming in a sea of cum as the powerful cock shot a tremendous wad into her. It filled her cunt and leaked onto the floor.
She reached down into the mixture of cunt juice and jism that seeped between her legs. With a good wad on the tip of her finger, she reached up and thrust it into his ear, and then proceeded to lick it out. Her uncle was bellowing like a stallion, his sides straining with each breath.
It was not his first taste of young pussy by any means, but it was certainly his best. He reached down to their joined crotches and felt the hot stickiness of the mingled juices. He got a wad on his fingertips and smeared it across her mouth. She gobbled at it hungrily, lapping every bit into her mouth.
She reached down for still another load of jism, but as her hands swept past his massive thighs she felt that his tool was hard again and ready for more action. She gently removed his hand from her throat.
"We won't need that this time around, will we?" she asked, looking at him with her bright cat-eyes.
"Goddam, you ain't no innocent cunt, are ya? You really like it, don't ya?"
"I love it ... I love cock!"
"You ain't nothin' but a little whore," he gasped, her words amazing him.
"I'm surprised you haven't noticed it before now. I've probably fucked every man in this town except my father, and he can't get it up any more. That's why my mother fucks you."
"You little bitch cunt...."
"C'mon," Millie cried, "fuck me! Fuck me good and get your thousand dollars' worth!"
He reared back with a mighty grunt and slammed his huge hunk of meat into her syrupy cunt again. Again he felt her pussy lips close around him like a hungry mouth. They seemed to have a will and a mind of their own. They puckered as he passed through them, and felt as though they were going to milk him dry at first thrust.
Millie felt her body open to him again, his hot cock pounding delicious ecstasy into her steaming pussy. Her cunt watered again and again as he pounded into her. Then he stiffened and, with a loud cry, filled her hot slit with his cum.
Fred practically passed out when he came the second time. She was fascinated. If she could do this to him, then perhaps she had possibilities that she hadn't previously realized.
She stood up, her body streaked with sweat and cum. Her throat still showed faint red marks where her uncle had held her in his iron grip.
"Hey...."
"Huh?" He looked up at her standing above him. She looked like a tigress who was ready to take him on again.
"Let's go."
"Where, dammit?"
She kicked him in the side. "To the bank. As soon as I pack."
The thousand dollars got her to the big city. The afternoon of the first day, she wrote a long, detailed letter to her father, telling him everything she had seen and done.
As she mailed it, she thought how she had never gotten along with her mother very well anyway.
CHAPTER THREE
Within a week, she had found an apartment and a job as a receptionist in the hospital. She also enrolled in nurse's training. Millie had no great desire to be a nurse, but she knew that quite often nurses married doctors. And doctors became very wealthy.
A month after her initial enrollment, she was called into Dr. Dan Boland's office. Her transcript from high school had arrived, and he felt that there was no way he could okay her staying in the school.
Her heart stopped. What could she do?
And then she saw the good doctor licking his lips as he stared at her tits, and she knew what she could do.
She stood and walked around the desk until she was standing directly by his chair. She leaned forward slightly, until her pussy mound lightly pushed against his arm.
"What can I do, Dr. Boland? I have to stay in school. I know my grades will be fine if only I can stay long enough..."
"Well, Millie ... I...."
"What can I do?" She found one of his hands and pulled it up to her breasts. He gasped, and she knew it was all over.
Slowly and very deliberately, Millie removed her clothes, piece by piece, until she stood beside him cleverly posed to display her beautiful, naked form in all its glory.
"Lock the door," he rasped.
The doctor felt his cock rise as he watched her move to the door and then return. His eyes moved up and down, examining all of her magnificent body. It had been a long time since he had seen a woman like this who wasn't a patient. Millie was one long, tan expanse of beauty. Her enormous tits rode high on her chest and her perfect ass was firm and heart-shaped. She swung her hips as she walked over to him, swishing her ass from side to side with each step.
She undressed him slowly, kissing each spot of flesh as it popped into view. She had removed his shirt. He felt steam begin to rise. She slowly undid his pants and brought out his aching cock. She looked at it for a second, then took it in her mouth and started to suck him oil.
"Oh, my God ... yes, do it! Suck my cock!"
Millie needed no encouragement. She pushed her mouth onto his cock until it tickled her tonsils. She sucked and sucked as if she were sucking for milk. The doctor moaned in unendurable pleasure. His cock loaded up with jism. He felt the end of it about to burst.
Suddenly, he shot his wad, a stream of hot, sticky cum that bathed Millie and dripped from the corners of her mouth as she swallowed as much as she could. Then the doctor leaned back and sighed.
She cleaned every bit of cum off his cock and balls with her skillful tongue. She wanted to give him the fucking of his life, so that he would give positive reports to the head nurse.
She led him over to the edge of the sofa.
"Wha ... what now?" he asked, much like a child.
Instead of answering him directly, Millie spread her legs wide apart and placed his hand on the thick mat of her pussy. "How does that feel, Dr. Boland?"
"Wonderful. It feels wonderful! Call me, Dan!"
She felt his fingers slide into the moist, hot folds of pussy flesh. She snaked her hand around his waist and played with his cock from the other side. It was soft, but already it was showing signs of life again.
The doctor kept up the rubbing of her cunt. "What will happen if I keep this up?" he asked teasingly.
"If you keep that up," Millie murmured, "I will come and come. I will cover your hands with cunt juice. I will beg for your hot prick!"
Dan said nothing, his blood boiling within him. He pushed her gently back on the sofa. In a second, he had rammed his hot cock deep inside her and was fucking her wildly.
Millie moaned loudly and thrashed around, her pussy walls fingering his ramming cock, climbing ever closer to release.
The doctor held back until she had come three or four times, then shot his load. Stream after stream of bubbling cum shot from the tip of his cock. Millie felt it tear into her pussy, coating her cunt walls and bubbling out from the sides.
Satisfied, Millie just lay there, her legs spread wide apart. She hugged at the doctor's shoulders as he lay there enjoying the delicious waves that washed over him.
"Well?" Millie finally asked.
"I think everything can be arranged. By the way, why don't you come out to my place in the country over the weekend. I know my sister, Wilma, would love to meet you."
There it was. Millie was in. And to stay in, there would be those occasional weekends at his place. That was all right with Millie. She was beginning to realize just what her body was worth. And besides, in other circumstances, away from the office, she was sure Dr. Dan Boland would turn out to be quite a good lover.
Millie was quite impressed by the Boland mansion. It served to further strengthen her resolve that a doctor was the only person to marry.
Dan met her at the door and took her into a giant hall. There was an imposing staircase that seemed to go on forever, with expensive paneling on the walls, and tiles on the floor.
"I'm so glad you could come, Millie," he said, as if his invitation hadn't been a command.
"This is something else," Millie said, awestruck.
"Yes ... it's a fine old place," he remarked, and then made his tone a little more serious. "With your talents, Millie, I'm sure you'll have all this and more someday. Come along, several of the weekend guests have already arrived."
Dan Boland ushered her into a large room where a crowd of people seemed to be busily engaged in little groups, laughing, talking, and sipping their drinks. One of the group detached herself from the cluster and came over to them.
"Millie, this is my sister, Wilma," Dan said.
Wilma Boland was a feminine counterpart of her brother. The same aristocratic features, beautifully chiseled and in perfect symmetry. She had light-brown hair and perfect, flawless skin. Her figure seemed just a little square to Millie, a little solid in some manner that she could not define. Her smile and voice was very hearty and cheery.
"So glad to meet you, Millie," she said gaily. "Let me show you to your room."
Millie reveled in the luxury which surrounded her. The room itself was lavish in its furnishings, and on the dressing table was an impressive array of expensive perfumes and colognes. In the bath Millie found all sorts of bath oils and dusting powders, all calculated to gladden the heart of any feminine guest.
She was undressed and in the shower in minutes. It felt good, and she was relaxing with her eyes closed when she sensed someone with her.
It was Dan Boland, naked, with a gigantic hard-on. "I couldn't wait until after dinner," he said, laughing.
"I don't mind," Millie smiled, remembering the brief encounter in the office and the wonderful feel of his cock in her cunt.
The warm water sprayed down on them both as they explored each other with their soapy hands. Millie reached for his cock. Dan, in turn, stood in a sensual haze and let his hands search and wander over her in mounting desire. Her actions became almost frantic on Dan as she used her hands on his dick.
"Careful there, honey chil', " he muttered happily. "I'm only human, you know. I can hold out just so long."
"I want to see it happen for you, Dan. I want to see it!"
He grinned sheepishly at her. "You mean it? You want to see it come?"
"Yes ... oh yes!" Suddenly the thought of actually seeing globs of cum shoot from his prick was all she could think of.
"Okay, honey," he laughed, and Millie fell against him and kissed him long and hard. Then she pulled away and accelerated her jerking on his dick with her soapy hand. Dan fell back against the side of the shower wall. He thrust his hips forward against her demanding hand and yielded to the frantic masturbation as the sperm within him burst forth in hot, creamy jets.
Her eyes were fastened upon him as she saw what she had wanted. "Oh, Dan, Dan," she murmured. "It's beautiful, beautiful!"
She fell into his arms and they seemed to merge together as the warm spray beat down on them.
Millie reached down and flipped the water control, letting the tub fill with the warm water.
"Sit down," she ordered. She settled her gleaming buttocks down between his legs, facing his strong, hairy chest. Inclining her head, she began to kiss him on the wet skin there, and fondled his sturdy prick under water. She laughed delightedly as she saw his cock rise again and break the surface of the water.
She boldly zeroed in on his cock with her sensuous lips. She could feel his trembling reaction as he experienced a sensation of gliding warmth that was much hotter than the tub water. As Millie kept it up, a low moan broke from his lips and he splashed furiously with his arms and legs in the pleasure throes of her sucking mouth.
"You're hard again."
"Don't you think I know it?"
"Let's go in on the bed."
"You mean, like this ... soaking wet?" he laughed.
"Why not? I want to fuck you."
Immediately both of them were lost in the heaping pillows covering the bed. Only the arched swell of a muscular, clenched pair of buttocks could be seen above the pillows, and a pair of trim, deliciously tapered calves that were locked together in the hollow of his strong back.
Millie's breasts were crushed under the strong, hard muscles of his chest. Her moist, hungry lips were locked in fierce passion with his, her probing, yearning tongue worming between his teeth in a moaning, pleading cry as their nude forms ground together as one.
She was burning alive; every taut, strained fiber of her body was in flames from the agonizing inferno that was raging deep in her belly.
Her cunt was searing hot the flesh of her pussy quivering with the scalding heat that swirled madly inside its walls. She became a seething whirlpool of savage lust that threatened to envelop and consume her alive with its intensity.
Her buttocks were uplifted, her long, supple legs twisted together in a death-grip on his body. Between the warm, soaking soft flesh of her inner thighs, his long, desire-hardened cock lay nestled on the damp lips, waiting for the quick, delicious snap of his hips to elevate it slightly and sink it into the soft, eager depths of her pussy.
She kissed him again and again, biting his lips until he was sure that she would draw blood. She sucked his tongue into her hungry mouth and urged him on with both words and actions.
"Please, darling, please ... please, now. Shove your beautiful big hard cock clear up into my cunt! Fill me with it."
"I want to fuck your ass-hole. All right?"
"Yes ... shit, I don't care. Fuck me, fuck me anywhere! Just FUCK ME!"
Dan Boland positioned himself between Millie's spread ass-cheeks. Fluid dripped from the head of his cock as he levered it toward her bunghole, splitting the luscious half-moons apart.
Then he was there, at her ass-hole, plunging in. She stiffened and bent down at the waist to try and accommodate the blood-engorged cock. She felt it tear into her tender hole, ripping at the delicate inner walls. She felt as though she were going to burst. He grunted like a pig in heat. Saliva dripped from his mouth as he unmercifully pounded her ass with hot, long strokes of his lust-inflamed prick.
He tore into her again and again, while the blonde writhed desperately, hopelessly impaled. She could feel his cock growing larger within her as it filled with cum. Her ravaged ass-hole felt even worse as the head of his prick plunged in and out of it.
With a maddened shout, he shot his load into her ass. The steaming wad filled up her ass and dripped out. She could feel his hot, sticky jism fill her and she was glad it was over.
"You've never taken it up the butt before, have you?"
"No," she replied, gritting her teeth in pain as he slipped from her.
"That's okay," he said, patting her ass and moving to the door. "There's a lot of weekends in three years of school. You'll get used to it."
* * *
At dinner, the table was full of distinguished-looking men and beautiful women. But none could hold a candle to Millie. She was truly a gorgeous sight. She wore a low-cut, white silk dress that hugged every one of her curves. Her magnificent cleavage stood out, and between her white tits she had placed a red rose. The dress was open all the way down her back, so that the crack of her magnificent ass was peeking over the top. The thin material of the gown hugged the cheeks of her half-bared ass-cheeks so they were easily seen. As she walked, the dress flowed over her body like caressing hands. Her hair was finely done up and a few blonde curls brushed at her temples. She looked like an aristocratic whore.
During dinner, Millie noticed one man who was different from the others. He was tall, with an angular face that was both handsome and cruel at the same time. His dress, unlike the other men, was very informal and, instead of shoes, he wore cowboy boots.
He intrigued her. But he paid no attention to her.
At the conclusion of dinner, Millie's curiosity got the best of her. She ambled over to where he stood and brushed past him, letting her perfume fill his nostrils: Still he did not look her way. He stared straight ahead, sipping a glass of ginger ale. She tried everything she could think of to try and attract him. Nothing seemed to work. Disconsolately, she left the main party and wandered into one of the other rooms. It must have been the study. Huge bookshelves covered the walls up to the high ceilings. In the center of the room was a chess table and two large, leather chairs. She sat down in one of them and absent-mindedly fingered the pieces.
Her concentration was broken by a strange voice that spoke with a Southern accent. "Y'all play chess?"
"What? Oh, no," she replied, feeling her body quiver at his nearness. "I was just killing time until the movie started. Dr. Boland said they were going to show a film after-"
"I know all about the movie," the tall man said in his twangy voice. "I made it."
"Oh?" She was interested.
"Yeah. I'm Jordan Ritter. I supply the Doc with all his porn."
"With what?"
"Never mind," he said.
He walked over to the side of her chair and stared down at her. She felt locked in the eyes of the strange man. He reached down to the chess table and picked up a pawn. He stared at it for a few minutes. Then he plucked the rose from between her tits with his other hand. He weighed the two objects in his hands for a moment, then put them both down on the chess table. To do this, he had to bend quite close to Millie's cleavage. He stayed in that position for a half-second too long, and she knew that he was getting interested, too. She was turned on by this man. She wanted to break him, to have him moaning for mercy.
He suddenly brought his head close to the surface of her heaving tits. His hot breath touched them and she felt a little ache in her pussy. She reached up with one arm and circled it around his head.
Slowly, she pulled his head down onto her yearning white flesh. His tongue flashed out and he bathed her tits with warm saliva. With one hand he dipped into the moist flesh between her legs. He found her pussy and gave long, knowing strokes to the swollen lips of her cunt.
Millie moaned and spread her legs wide. He lifted her dress above her knees. Her cunt was in plain view. He continued his probing in her cunt, spreading her pussy lips wide apart and searching for her budding clit. In a second he found it. Taking her clit between two deft fingers, he began to roll it gently back and forth. She moaned and began moving her hips in time with his strokes. Her pussy watered under his hands. He moved his other hand up to her tits and rubbed them until she was squirming in the chair.
Then Dan Boland's voice rang loud and clear from the other room. "Okay, everybody ... movie time ... movie time! Everyone into the studio!"
Jordan Ritter calmly pulled his hand from her cunt and stared down at her panting body. "Nice body," he said tonelessly, and walked away.
"Why you frigid son-of-a-bitch," Millie said, surprised.
CHAPTER FOUR
There was no furniture in the projection room. All the guests sat on the floor on a deep pile carpet and lounged against huge stuffed pillows.
The good doctor had provided several movies for his guests' amusement. At first they seemed rather dull; just some footage from old silent movies. It didn't take long for them to change, however.
Soon they turned to color and Millie could hear the people around her rustling on the floor in anticipation.
These movies seemed to have been made on some remote island, and had a kind of "shipwrecked" plot of sorts. There were three men and two women, all very young and handsome. The girls all had beautiful figures, with large, firm breasts, and the men were well-muscled, with gigantic cocks that dangled nearly to their knees even when soft.
As the film progressed, the scenes on the screen became more and more erotic. Two of the men fucked one of the girls in her ass and cunt while the other girl knelt in front of the third boy and sucked him until his cock shot white jism all over her tits, face and hair.
As the movie unfolded before her, Millie felt the old fascination flow through her body that always occurred when she saw another couple fucking or sucking. Her tits started to heave and her pussy was juicing like mad.
Then the fucking on the screen turned into an orgy, a fuck free-for-all, and Millie's thoughts turned to a similar experience in her own past.
Once she had been caught cutting class by a teacher when she was in high school. He had taken her into his room late that afternoon, after everyone had gone home. She remembered the emptiness of the schoolroom and the shadows cast by the setting sun.
There the teacher had berated her for cutting class, and told her that she must be punished so that she would never do it again. She had tried to seduce the teacher into letting her go home, but he told her that she must have something to remember, or she would surely do it again.
He ordered her to come over to him. The teacher was middle-aged and had quite a belly, and when he sat in the high-backed wooden chair in front of the desk, his belly dipped into his lap. Still, rising from the base of that belly, Millie could see that he had quite a hard-on. She moistened her lips at the sight of his rising prick.
The teacher ordered her to he across his lap and, when she did, he lifted her skirt up to her hips and pulled down her panties. Knowing that her naked ass and cunt were visible to the teacher made Millie have a rush of desire. She shifted herself on the teacher's lap so that his prick was positioned almost between her legs.
He raised his hand above her firm young ass and brought it down with a resounding slap. Her ass-cheeks reddened and she squirmed with discomfort.
"Don't try to get away, young lady," the teacher said. "You'll have to take your medicine."
Again and again his hand rose and fell on her beautiful bare ass. Millie's buttocks were soon red with welts, and very tender. Each slap brought little yelps of pain with it, Millie begging the teacher to stop.
"Oh, please!" she cried. "You can do anything you want with me, only please stop slapping me! My ass hurts!"
She felt the teacher's cock grow even harder. It had worked its way between her legs and was rubbing the base of her pussy.
Her pussy grew wet, and suddenly she felt the slaps stop and the teacher bend down and begin to nibble the bare, reddened ass-cheeks. She was happy that the pain had stopped, but she was curious about the sight of this pot-bellied, middle-aged teacher ravaging her.
Then his face was between her legs, his tongue alternately licking her ass-hole and the soggy lips of her pussy.
Millie was thoroughly wet now, her tight young cunt pouring forth its juices freely. While the teacher licked her ass-hole, he reached his other hand between her legs and began fingering her swollen twat. She moaned and twisted on his lap. His breathing grew hoarse and hurried. He fingered her faster and licked her harder, forcing his tongue into her ass and making her feel like she was being attacked from all directions.
Suddenly she felt her pussy walls tighten over his finger and a gigantic orgasm rise within her. "Oh, fuck me!" she screamed. "Take your finger out of my cunt and stick your prick in! Oh please, fuck me! FUCK MEEEEEE!"
She jumped from his lap and grabbed wildly at his cock, still in his pants. He grabbed her hands and tried to push her away.
"No!" he rasped. "No! I can't!"
Millie could tell that he wanted to stick his dick up her, but something was holding him back.
"Oh, please fuck me! Why won't you? Don't you want me? Look at my body!" And with that, she tore her dress all the way over her head and ripped off her bra and panties. The sight was almost too much for the teacher. Before him, this breathtaking body of the young girl, her nipples hard and ready and her pussy soaked with desire.
"No!" he croaked again. "I ... I can't! Get out ... get out right now!"
Finally, realizing that he meant what he said, Millie grabbed her clothes and dressed hurriedly.
As she left the classroom, her pussy felt unbelievable with the yearning for a stiff prick shoved up it.
She walked around the school, like a cat on the prowl. And she knew she was a she-cat in heat, looking for a Tom to end her terrible desire. But the only boys she saw in the hallway were the intellectual types, horned-rimmed nerds. She wanted a massive pair of shoulders hugging her and strong thighs driving a cock deep within her aching pussy. She wanted someone who would tear her come out of her without a second's reflection. She wanted to be ravaged.
She walked the halls, her pussy still painfully in need of a good fucking.
Suddenly a smell hit her. She couldn't identify it at first. If her pussy had been painful before smelling this smell, now it screamed in agony. Her nipples grew erect at the aroma of it and her pussy juices began to run down her leg. She turned the corner of the hallway and realized what the smell was. It was the smell of sweat from young male bodies pushing themselves to the very limits of their endurance.
It was the smell of the football team after practice. Millie had wandered to the door of the boys' locker room.
Again the smell of sweat and cocks drew her in. She opened the door and entered. The room was empty except for that maddening odor. She walked among the lines of lockers, looking at the under things thrown haphazardly around. Cock-scented jockstraps hung before her. Her cunt blazed with lust. She imagined cocks inside each of the straps that, like dildoes, she could take firmly in hand and plunge deep into her screaming pussy. She was on fire. Without even realizing it, as she walked around the locker room, she was slowly shedding her clothes. Finally, she was completely naked, the odor of her own yearning pussy mingling with the odor of the young cocks who were outside practicing their mock warfare.
As she wandered around, she began to pick things up off the floor and rub them against the swollen lips of her cunt. She rubbed old sweat socks against her firm, young breasts and jockstraps through the space between her legs. She came again and again, the odors mingling on her.
She wandered through to the back door and looked out. The sight that she saw drove her immediately back to her senses. From the far corner of the field the fifty-odd members of the football team were sprinting toward the door of the locker room. Practice was over. Millie felt a rush of panic. What if they would find her here like this? There was no time for her to try and escape-her clothes were scattered all over the room. She would hide!
She ran into the shower room and turned on all of the taps, steaming the place up. The hot water seemed to loosen her up and again her mind drifted, and she almost didn't hear the cursing playfulness of the young athletes returning.
She imagined all of the boys dressing, cramming their cocks into their tight Levi's. She almost came again at the thought. And so, masked by the steaming hot water, she rubbed her pussy and sat, waiting for whatever would happen.
"Hey, look what I found!" a rough, jeering voice suddenly called out.
"Wow! A nice piece of cunt just waiting for us!" continued another.
A third yelled, "Hey, guys! Someone's brought us something for working out so hard today!"
Millie looked up at the strong, naked bodies of the football players. Gazing at her young flesh, each of them sported a hard-on. She was thoroughly petrified, and yet, seeing those magnificent erections brought her desires back to the surface. She tried to get up out of the shower, but was roughly pushed back down onto the slippery tile floor. Before she knew it, every boy on the team was crowded into the shower.
"Cmon, boys!" someone yelled. "Soap her up!"
In a flash, the players were all over her, rubbing her with soap. She felt their strong hands running all over her body, flattening her breasts, passing between the cheeks of her ass. Every hole in her body begged for a cock. She slid around on the slippery floor while twenty boys stood over her in the steamy shower room, rubbing their cocks on her and soaping her all over.
The soaping was driving her insane. She moaned and begged to be let go, but in her heart she knew that what she wanted was each of these fifty cocks shoved up her creaming pussy. Suddenly she began to scream, "Fuck me! All of you! Fuck me up the ass and up the cunt and everywhere!"
The boys stopped for a second; they couldn't believe their ears. Here was this girl and she wanted to take all of them on. And it wasn't like this girl was a whore, or a dog. She was a nice piece of beautiful young flesh who wanted them, wanted them all. Some of the boys shot their loads at the sound of her words.
One boy in particular decided to lead the attack. He soaped up his baseball bat of a dick and then dropped between her legs.
"You want to get fucked that bad, baby, here it is!"
And with that, he shoved his huge, blood-engorged tool clear to the hilt in Millie's writhing pussy. She screamed as she felt his cock invade the fire in her hole. She reached up and circled her arms around his shoulders and begged him to fuck her faster.
She came and then came again on the ridge of his hard pounding prick.
"Oh shit ... whatta cunt!" he yelled, and shot a tremendous load of hot cum into her cunt.
"Next!" came a cry, and the prick in her cunt pulled out.
The second boy was hung like a horse. Millie looked up to see his angry red face over her, sucking her tits, and then felt his mammoth cock smash into her, spreading her cunt walls apart until she was sure that she would burst. The boy thrust his tremendous cock into her again and again, and it seemed as though she creamed with each thrust. He grunted like an animal, thrusting harder and more deeply with each push of his huge cock, and finally, with a bellow like an animal, he shot his wad.
Her cunt was now dripping with jism. Some of the boys, not being able to wait for their turn in
Millie's twat, rubbed their swollen cocks off all over her sweet young flesh. She looked up to see cocks rubbing her belly, her tits, shooting wads of hot, sticky jism all over her, until she was covered with the steaming spunk. She was hardly conscious. Cocks were everywhere around her, fucking the very pores of her skin.
Suddenly a voice boomed out, "What's going on over there!" It was the coach. The boys leapt back in terror as the huge man forced his way through the crowd. The last boy, who was still fucking Millie when the coach entered, pulled abruptly out of her when he heard the coach's voice, the mixture of pleasure and fright causing him to lose his load and shoot it all over her face. Millie tried vainly to raise herself on one arm, but she had all that she could do to open her eyes.
The spectacle that greeted the coach was astounding. Before him, in the middle of his naked team, lay the most beautiful young pussy he had ever seen. And she was all covered with cum and soap.
"Well, shit," the coach breathed, "I guess I can't blame you."
As he looked at her, he felt his blood begin to thicken, and his cock became filled with blood and bulged in his pants until they looked as though they were going to burst. He slowly unbuckled his pants and brought out his huge prick before the eyes of the astonished girl.
"Well, young lady, if it's a fucking you want, then you should have asked me in the first place. Never ask a boy to do a man's job." He removed his pants and shirt and his cock stood out before him.
Wide-eyed, Millie wondered if he was really going to shove that huge cock into her. Her pussy was already a little tender from the workout, but the sight of the coach's cock filled her with renewed desire. What the coach had said was right: Let a man fuck her! One second later, the coach was ramming his massive prick into her hot young pussy. I
She spread her legs as far as they would go to try to accommodate him. She felt as though her legs were going to break off. With him thrusting his big prick almost up to her womb, Millie felt the hot and cold flashes of her orgasm rise from within her very soul. Her pussy tightened so hard around the ramming prick that he almost screamed with pain as he felt the spunk rise from his scrotum into the length of his cock. She clawed at his back until rivulets of blood ran down the skin. They both came together, screaming loud and lustily, while the members of the team stood around awestruck, playing with their cocks and shooting cum all over both of the writhing bodies.
* * *
The movies were over and Doctor Boland was making an announcement. "I've got the pool all heated and ready. Time for a swim and, needless to say, no suits allowed."
There was wild agreement among the guests, and Millie suddenly felt the strong arms of Wilma Boland around her waist.
"Come on, Millie," she said in her low, husky voice. "I'm gonna enjoy swimming nude with you."
Something clicked inside Millie's brain. "Are you ... are you a lesbian?"
Wilma laughed. "Hell no, honey. I'm a fucker and a sucker. I can suck your cunt and take a cock up mind while I'm doing it, and enjoy both just as much."
While Wilma had been speaking, she had been removing Millie's clothes.
"Jesus, you're already hotter than a firecracker, honey!" Wilma said.
Millie looked down. Her inner thighs glistened with juice from her flowing pussy. "I always get like this when I watch other people fucking ... even in a movie. It's a real turn-on for me."
"Well, c'mon then. I can hardly wait to dip my tongue in that sweet pussy of yours. My brother says you taste delicious."
"When did he tell you that?"
"While he was fucking me."
"Your own brother ... the doctor ... fucks you?"
"Sure," Wilma replied. "I told you, we love all kinds of sex. Let's go out to the pool now. If watching turns you on, there will be a lot out there to watch!"
CHAPTER FIVE
Time passed quickly for Millie, and she used her good looks and her body wisely. Her grades were excellent. She made sure they would be by seducing all her instructors, male and female alike. During the weekends at Dr. Boland's mansion, she made the right kind of contacts that would eventually assure her of a good job after graduation.
But something was missing. She couldn't put her finger on what it was until one afternoon, at her desk in the hospital lobby, she looked up to see Jordan Ritter standing above her.
"Hi there,"
"Hello," Millie replied. "What you doin' here?"
"I work here," Millie said. "Part time. I'm going to school."
He threw back his head and roared. "Shit, honey, you're crazy. You're giving all that sweet stuff away, and still working for a living!"
There was something about this tall, sarcastic man that worked on Millie. Then she realized what it was; she didn't have a boy friend, a cock of her own. Oh, she got a lot of fucking, but she had been so full of the idea of getting ahead that she wasn't having any fun.
So when Jordon told her that she could make a small fortune modeling for him nude in his studio, Millie gladly accepted. She also had an idea that she could use her body to break down that icy exterior of his and combine business with pleasure.
Jordan knew exactly how he wanted her body on film. He gave her good, clear posing instructions that she was able to follow. He was a good psychologist, too, for he led her from simple poses at first to more erotic and hornier positions.
At one point he had her drape one shapely leg over the arm of the sofa and let the other trail on the floor, exposing her spread-apart pussy to the camera's eye ... and his.
Millie interrupted as the camera clicked. "Are you sure these shots aren't going to show up in two weeks in every spicy picture collection in the country?"
"You have my word of honor that this is strictly a private deal, and first class," Jordon replied seriously.
"I should have my head examined," she joked.
But she had confidence in what he told her. She let him lead her to a luxurious double bed for additional shots, and thrilled at his next instructions.
"Let's make these good, Millie. Imagine you're with a special guy you really dig, and let yourself go..."
He wouldn't have to pay her five hundred bucks for that, Millie thought. All she had to do was look at the generous amount of cock bulging in his crotch.
She spread her legs as his camera zoomed in on her luscious pussy. "like this?"
"Perfect. Now, honey bun, as the dentist says, open real wide," and he smiled down at her from his vantage point.
Millie felt very sensuous and excited. Perhaps it was the heat from the overhead lights, or the softness of the bed, or possibly a combination of all these things, but she found herself lewdly displaying her cunt now, and touching her cunt lips with her fingers in a provocative way.
This was not lost on Jordon. He seemed to be almost short of breath as he gave her little directions for each pose. Then she noticed that his tight dungarees were even tighter, bulging with a hard-on that betrayed his own excitement. She smiled at herself. Once a male was aroused like that, she knew there would be action.
"Well, I think that's that," Jordon managed to get out. "I'd say we've got a great set of shots."
He climbed down off the small stepladder and went over to the master switch for the lights. In an instant the studio was dark, illuminated only by a single lamp on a nearby desk.
"Are you tired?" he asked as he slipped the camera over his head.
"Not in this soft bed you have here. It's heaven."
She was lying back against the sheets, wondering what would be Jordon's next move.
She found out immediately, for he came over to the bed, slipped down beside her, and reached for her lips with his mouth. She felt his hot tongue begin to probe with insistence. Then his hands began to explore her body. His eager fingers found her breasts and they thrust forward to him as she felt her nipples grow taut and firm under his manipulations. He pulled his lips from hers and began to search other areas. Millie groaned in pleasure as he tenderly covered each of her tits in turn with his demanding lips.
"Undress, Jordon," she breathed in his ear. "Undress. I want to feel all of you against me."
He raised himself from the bed, and she could feel his excitement.
She looked up at him as he deftly unbuttoned the sport shirt and flung it aside. He wore no T-shirt and the masculine chest was lean and dappled with dark hair.
Quickly, almost with impatience, Jordon unzipped his jeans and pushed them off. He was standing before her in his briefs.
"Let me take them off you," Millie said huskily. "Come over to me."
He walked to the bed and her eager hands grasped the elastic band of the briefs and pulled them down, and it was like releasing a spring. She almost gasp at what she saw.
As she fell back onto the bed, Jordon hovered over her, and then lowered himself down on her waiting body. She felt his big, strong prick erecting against her and she almost crooned in her joy and delight.
"Oh, Jordon, Jordon," she sighed. "You feel so wonderful against me!"
She let her hands reach for his cock and she fondled him, noting that he increased his intensity at her touch. As she manipulated his prick lightly, he groaned in his ecstasy.
"Millie, Millie," he breathed. "I really want you. I want you."
"I want you, too! Please, put your cock in me!"
He thrust his enormous cock between her wide spread legs until its head rested against her cunt lips. He probed with the tip of his dick, tantalizing her moist, hot pussy and feeling her soft, welcoming vaginal hole opening wider. As he sensed her channel with the tip of his prick, he shoved it into her, deep.
"Ohhhh! OHHHHH, GOD!" Millie gasped as she felt his burning cock working deeply into her cunt, filling it completely with stiff male meat. As Jordon thrust his huge prick farther and farther into her hot pussy, she moved her head from side to side and moaned, "Shove it all in, lover. It's a real man's cock and it feels so good!"
Jordon sank his big dick into her cunt right to the very hilt. As he pushed in even farther, he could feel his balls lightly touching her satiny ass-cheeks. He began to slowly and rhythmically work his enormous prick in and out of her hot, slippery cunt. He only pulled out a few inches, less than halfway, before he thrust it in again. He wanted this fuck to last.
Millie crooned contentedly as she felt that stiff cock expanding the slippery walls of her cunt. She edged closer into that magnificent rod by lifting her legs and pulling in every inch of it as he thrust in and out with ever-increasing strokes. Her cunt muscles clasped his huge shaft lovingly as his insatiable thrusting hit an ever more frantic pace. Her belly muscles began to twitch as if she were being tickled by butterfly wings. It wouldn't be long now...
"Oh shit," she moaned. "You've got a good cock for fucking!"
"You've got a fantastic cunt to fuck," Jordon panted as he poured the length of his cock to her on every stroke.
Millie milked his cock with her cunt muscles exactly as she would have sucked it with her mouth.
"Oh yes ... hold it in! Right there ... I'M COMMMMINNGG!" she gasped, then screamed, and exploded into a wild climax.
But still she continued to fuck.
"Damn, you never get enough, do you!"
"Never, lover," Millie smiled up at him through glazed eyes. "Especially when the cock is as good as this!"
She came again, and it was so good she felt as though she were dreaming.
In her dream-like state, she felt her hips bucking and her back arching, again offering to send her cunt upward to reach her lover. She became crazed in her desire for more and more cock.
"Ohhhh, lover ... lick me ... oh, shit, fuck my pussy ... do everything, do it all to me!"
She chanted softly, undulating her hips up in an effort to force the long, beautiful length of cock deep into her belly. Jordon's tongue licked the hardness of her nipples and the softness of her thrusting globes. She could feel the tiny explosions start in her areolas and radiating outward and down to her lusting cunt.
Suddenly a tremendous churning began somewhere above her cunt and extended up into her belly in ever-increasing intensity. As Jordon's cock pushed into her clasping channel on his next stroke, the churning turned into a tempest, then a full-fledged tornado.
She screamed, "I'm coming, I'm coming again! AARRRGHH! I can't help it ... OHHHHHHH, GOOOOOOD!"
She began a convulsive shuddering as her entire being surrendered to the throes of her orgasm. Her cunt was flooded with the flow of her juices as she spasmed and thrashed, but held his cock in her burning hole.
* * *
Before she realized it, Millie graduated. She had found herself, during that time, falling in love with Jordon. He was a wonderful fuck, and everything she wanted in a man, except for one thing. He wasn't a professional man. He wasn't a doctor, and he would never be rich, and he would never be very social; at least, social on the level that Millie wanted.
She declined the offer of several doctors to take her out on the night of her graduation. She felt she owed it to Jordon to tell him that night that she had taken a good job offer in a hospital that would force her to move. They would have to break off their relationship.
She couldn't bring herself to tell him the exact truth-that he would never be able to give her what she wanted-so she hoped that he would accept what she did tell him.
They had dinner together and then went up to his apartment.
It was a hot, sultry night and, as they entered the apartment, Millie wanted to give him one last fuck before she told him. Jordon closed the door behind them, snapped on the light, and then promptly switched on an air-conditioning unit in one of the windows.
"Boy, that is really the thing on a night like this," Millie said, standing in front of the cool breeze.
"Make yourself comfortable while I rustle up some drinks for us," Jordon said, smiling.
Millie kicked off her shoes, undid the snap on her white skirt and pushed it off. She unfastened her blouse buttons and took it off also. Being braless, this left her in only her sheer panties. It was like this that Jordon discovered her when he returned with the drinks.
"Hey, you really took me at my word, didn't you?" he beamed happily. "I'll join you in a sec."
He handed her one of the Scotches he had fixed and then set the other one down on a nearby table. Then he quickly removed his shirt and trousers, followed by his shoes and socks, leaving on only his shorts.
"We look like a real couple of home bodies," he remarked. "Just sitting around the house in our shorts!"
That remark jarred Millie, in the light of what she was about to tell him. She bit her lip and immediately went on the defensive.
"God, honey," she said, eyeing his cock in his briefs, "my pussy is dripping. I think it wants your cock ... now, right now."
"And it wants your pussy, too," Jordon said, grinning, pulling Millie to him.
They sank to the floor, and he sought out her lips with his mouth. His fingers stole up around her waist and then to her firm breasts, which he gently massaged, forcing them to become taut and firm to his touch. He eased Millie to the floor and let his moist, warm mouth replace his fingers on her sensitive, aroused nipples. Millie stirred with heightened passion, letting her fingers trace a pattern on his bare back. He had lowered himself over her, and some of his weight pressed upon her as they embraced passionately.
"Want to go into the bedroom?" he asked in a breathy, husky voice.
"No, darling," Millie whispered back to him. "I like it here. Just get us a couple of pillows."
He got up to find the pillows and she saw at once his huge hard-on pressing itself against the thin material of his shorts. She never tired of seeing this evidence of a man's arousal. She enjoyed seeing a stiff prick she had created.
He returned with the pillows, naked.
"Millie, honey, I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before!"
"Do it, Jordon ... do it to me! Give me that gorgeous prick of yours. Fuck my cunt like it's never been fucked before! I want you ... now!"
He nodded, and as their yearning lips came moistly together, she squealed and their bodies were both naked as he pushed her panties off her ass and worked them down her legs. Her hand slid between their sandwiched, squirming forms and reached out for the pulsating head of his fully erect cock.
"Oh, baby, your hand feels so good," Jordon moaned as she gently stroked his ass-cheeks and wound her delicate fingers in a gentle squeeze around his aching balls. He groaned and quickly moved his stiff prick away from her caressing fingers.
Before she could say anything, he lowered his head and his mouth kissed hungrily, moving over her luscious tits and making her cry out as he lightly bit and nibbled at her erecting, ruby nipples. His wet lips cut a hot trail down between her breasts to her belly button, licked in and around it, making her toss wildly as his tongue moved on toward her bush.
His lips and teeth played with her cunt hairs, then he asked, "Do you want me to go down on you, baby?"
"God, no!" she shrieked. "If you hold out on me any longer and just tongue me, I think I'll go crazy, Jordon darling!"
She grabbed his hair and pulled his licking tongue away from her clit and moist, pink cunt lips. Her eyes shone with expectation.
"Get between my legs, darling," she gasped. "I'm spreading for you, lover, shove that marvelous big cock of yours in me. Shove it in my cunt! Fuck me, Jordon, lover, fuck me!"
She had become so caught up in her lust that she was unaware that she was almost screaming. Screaming for him to penetrate her waiting, gaping cunt. She wanted him to fuck her until there was nothing left in the whole world except that big prick of his ramming in and out of her cunt hole.
He inched up her body and got into position between her widespread legs. She tried to force them even farther apart. Her cunt lips were wet and wide open to his hugely erect prick. It projected like a telephone pole from his thick, hairy groin. His balls seemed loaded with cum as they swayed slowly beneath his magnificent cock.
He thrust. In rammed that thick, magnificent prick. It went into her gaping twat with a fierce suddenness that made her moan in animal delight. His thick shaft rammed again, pushing the smooth vaginal walls apart, only to have them flex around his full dick and cockhead with a suctioning smoothness. Her cunt surrounded every part of his cock, clutched it with her elastic, quivering cunt-walls.
"AAARRGGHHH! Oh, God, Jordon! I love that cock of yours! It's the most wonderful prick I've ever had in my cunt!"
She felt the tip of his dick probing the inner reaches of her cunt as his balls slapped against her ass-cheeks. He was in her hole to the hilt.
Suddenly, one of his fingers thrust into her exposed ass-hole, sinking in to the first knuckle. At this unexpected invasion of her ass-hole, Millie let out another high-pitched shriek of ecstasy. Jordon kept on working his cock into her cunt as if it were a bottomless cavern which could be probed forever.
She moaned and began to work her lush ass up and down his thrusting shaft. The pillows on the floor were getting soaked with her dribbling, drooling cunt juice. Her cunt hungrily clasped that enormous cock working in and out of her like a slippery piston. She seemed to catch fire from his burning cock, a blaze that blotted out all thought, all sensation except the magnificent fucking he was giving her.
Nothing mattered except this fuck to end all fucks. His cock and her cunt seemed to have become a single creature with a life of its own.
"Fuck me, you mother-fucker! Fuck me with that goddam cunt-lovin' prick of yours! Fuck my cunt ... fuck me ... you can't give me too much cock! FUCK! FUUUUUCK MEEEEE!"
The insistent ramming of his cock was beginning to bring her cunt to that orgasming ecstasy it craved. He thrust again into her moist, hot channel and she practically fainted.
"I'm coming! God, how I'm coming! Ohhhh, darling, I've never had a come like this in my life!"
Her cunt and the rest of her body were twitching wildly in uncontrollable orgasm.
As he felt her pussy muscles milking his cock in the throes of her come, he suddenly yelled. "I'm there, too ... oh, shit, am I there!"
Jordon came with a groan as he felt the cum welling out of his balls. Then his cock began to throb and spurt jet after jet of hot cum into her eager twat. She moaned contentedly as his cock seemed to flood her pussy with hot sperm. She wished it would never end; she wanted to drown herself, all her troubles and worries in this pool of sperm within her. But she knew it was impossible.
During sex, while that huge pole was pounding her pussy, she could think of nothing but him.
But now, with sex over, her thoughts again turned to her own ambitions. She had to tell him. She rolled over and looked down into his smiling eyes.
"Jordon, I've got to tell you something."
"I've got to ask you something," he said. "What?"
"Will you marry me."
"Oh, my God..."
CHAPTER SIX
Of course, she said no. But she couldn't tell him why. When it came right down to it, she couldn't tell him anything.
She was packed and gone from her apartment the next afternoon. A week later she started her new job as a full-fledged nurse. Millie quickly learned the pecking order, and the fact that she was at the bottom of it. To reach the land of single doctors she had in mind she had to be closer to the top.
Then several things happened all at once. Marcus Johnson, the head of the hospital, was admitted for his yearly check-up. He was an older man but, from what she had heard, still carried on a very active sex life every chance he got. Each time he was admitted to his own hospital, he was assigned two full-time nurses; one during the day and one at night. In the past, Marcus Johnson's night nurse always made quick, upward strides right after the completion of her assignment.
But first she had to get the assignment. That came through Carla Boudine, the head nurse. Carla Boudine was a dyke, and she had already let Millie know that the young girl's body turned her on.
One night when they were on duty together, Carla left the desk to use the tiny, one-stall ladies' room on the floor. Millie gave her a few minutes grace before moving as casually as possible down the hall after her.
Millie stood outside the stall until Carla opened the door. She then smiled as sweetly as she could at the woman and, at the same time, thought how much better Carla would be in bed than her last lesbian affair, with Wilma Boland, had been. Carla was quite an attractive woman. Her figure, on a very tall frame, was full and very shapely. She had an extremely beautiful face, vivacious eyes, and full red lips that seemed to invite a kiss.
"Excuse me, Carla," Millie said, "but when I was in here before I think I lost a ring. You didn't happen to see it, by any chance, did you?"
"Why, no, I don't think so," Carla replied. The woman's eyes were meeting Millie's with a frank, openly appraising gleam in them. It was the first time the two women had been alone anywhere this private, and Carla was obviously weighing the fact. Her tongue licked slowly over her upper hp, leaving a moist film on the red flesh.
"Oh, dear!" Millie pouted. "I hope it isn't lost. It was a present from a very dear friend of mine. A very special girl friend," she added, letting a very slight emphasis fall upon the last two words. An emphasis which would certainly have been lost on anyone unversed in lesbian affairs.
She saw instantly that Carla's eyes lifted in sympathetic understanding at the phrase. An unspoken alliance had been formed between the two girls; a silent bond of recognition.
Carla had thought about making a play for the young blonde nurse almost from the day she had been assigned to her section, but she had been wary. Several of the doctors knew about her background and didn't like her. They thought the new nurses were their private territory.
But now the girl was almost giving her an invitation. A slight prickling sensation was running up and down her spine as she stood so close to Millie. The statuesque beauty of the girl was strangely compelling; she sensed an almost tangible flow of rapport between them.
"Please," she said, and it seemed to her that her voice was trembling, so magnetic was the force of the girl's personality. "Let me help you look for it. Come...."
She turned back into the toilet and Millie squeezed into the tiny cubicle with her. Their bodies were brushing together as they hunted for the fictitious ring. Carla bent down to search behind the bowl of the lavatory and Millie's silken thigh, her skirt hem revealing seven inches of lovely leg above the knee, was breathtakingly close to her face.
As her head moved around the bowl, Carla's cheek came into fleshy contact with Millie's thigh and, feeling the taut silk that she loved so passionately, Carla instinctively rubbed her face lovingly against the girl's stocking. She felt Millie's leg writhe briefly.
Flushed and aroused, Carla got to her feet again. Millie swayed slightly toward her, and Carla put her hands out to steady the girl. Her fingers pressed into the sleek swell of her hips, feeling through the thin material of Millie's uniform her curved and fleshy hipbone.
Then, lifting her eyes" up to the girl's face, Carla saw with a start that Millie was starting to cry. Tears had welled up in the bright eyes, and her lower Up was trembling prettily.
"It's lost ... I know it's lost!" she sobbed. "I'll never find it again! Oh, it meant so much to me!" Suddenly, she buried her head in Carla's shoulder and her body shook violently. Carla put her arms more tightly around her, drawing her into an embrace and letting their breasts press firmly together.
"There, there," she soothed, stroking Millie and murmuring the words tenderly into her ear. "Don't be upset ... I'm sure your girl friend wouldn't want you to be so upset." She rested Millie's tear-stained cheek against her own.
Carla was now holding her very close. Millie's body was shaking. As her hand came up slowly around Carla's back and gradually tightened at her spine, the girl cuddled tearfully into her body.
"Your face is covered with tears," Carla whispered. "Let me brush them away for you." She touched the tips of her fingers to Millie's cheeks and softly wiped them dry. Millie's body was shaking against hers and Carla could feel the extreme prominence of the girl's breasts against her own, thrusting and pushing as Millie continued to sob.
Gently, Carla began to caress her face, running her soft fingers tenderly over Millie's cheeks, then down to the supple whiteness of her neck.
Before she quite realized what she was doing, Carla then brushed her lips slowly against Millie's, merging them sweetly in the beginning of a kiss. She could feel herself drifting quickly into a delicious, blissful warmth, sliding helplessly toward the intimacy of an open-mouth kiss, knowing only that she had to have this girl's wonderful beauty.
Millie was secretly staggered by the immediacy of Carla's reaction to her play-acting. She had not realized how eager the girl was for loving, how desperately she needed someone of her own sex to caress and fondle.
And, though fearing that she might be making a terrible mistake in being so bold, Carla hoped against hope that her affection would be returned.
It was.
Carla pressed her mouth more and more insistently against Millie's. She felt the wet and intoxicating lips begin to reciprocate the kiss, pushing with an equal, if not stronger, urgency into her own. They were breathing heavily and passionately into each other's mouths, the very tips of their tongues meeting in a trembling caress.
Their kiss went on and on, and Millie was the first to begin to explore her partner's body, though Carla's hands had now strayed to the very base of her spine, as if itching to slide down the remaining inch or so and fondle the rich, full globes of Millie's ass.
Millie cupped and kneaded the fleshy half-moons of Carla's ass-cheeks through her thin uniform. She squeezed and lifted them gently as she gave them a caressing massage. They felt soft and pliable, more sleek and sexy to her touch than Wilma's had been.
Carla groaned in her ear and began to rub the mound of her cunt harder against Millie's. I've got her, the blonde thought, I've got her now. She began to squeeze the cheeks more firmly and push her fingers into the crack between them.
Within seconds, Carla was doing the same thing to Millie's ass-cheeks. Encouraged by Millie's uninhibited squeezing of her ass, Carla imitated her actions eagerly, rubbing into the gorgeous fleshiness of her ass with probing, clever fingers, and taking the initiative by pushing her finger into the cleft which divided the cheeks.
A sharp knock on the door made both girls twist their mouths away suddenly. They stared wild-eyed at each other, and Carla swallowed nervously.
"We'd better go back to work," Carla gasped.
"But I'm so hot...."
"Me, too, but...."
"We get off in an hour, Carla."
The woman paused, looking deeply into Millie's lust-glazed eyes. She liked what she saw there.
"All right. My apartment. I'll give you the address."
CHAPTER SEVEN
"What did you say your name was, honey?"
"Starrett, Mr. Johnson, Millie Starrett."
"Well, Millie, you sure give one hell of a massage. Call me Marcus."
"Thank you, Marcus. How would you like your relief?"
"Any way you wanna give it, little darlin'. "
It was the first night of Marcus Johnson's three-night stay in the hospital, and Millie planned on making the most of every one of those nights. She had started by giving him a bath, and then wrapping his whole body in hot towels. After she had rubbed him down through the towels, she had removed them to find that the old man had one whopping, gigantic hard-on.
It was then that she had decided not to play any more games. She removed all her clothes and encouraged him to play with her tits, her ass and her pussy while she rubbed him down.
Now she had covered every part of his flabby body, except his huge cock, and he had left her with her own choice as to how to bring him off. She couldn't decide. Should she climb aboard and ride him to glory on her cunt? Or, should she sit back on him and let him ream her ass-hole. She had second thoughts about that because of the tremendous size of his cock.
She decided to blow him.
Millie crawled into the bed and got on her knees between his legs. She fisted his thick meat in her hands and leaned forward. His prick was still oily from the massage.
"You sure enough gonna suck my dick, little darling? "
"I sure enough am," Millie replied, and wrapped her luscious lips around his cockhead, sucking gently. She licked down the underside of his prick and then took his balls in her mouth one by one.
"Oh, honey," he groaned, his eyes closed in rapture, "you are good. Get it back in your head."
She did, bathing the length of his rod in warm saliva. He felt the beautiful blonde take his cockhead between her soft lips. Her tongue bathed its tip as she sucked at the juncture of shaft and head.
His cock got even bigger inside her eagerly sucking mouth. He could hear the girl between his legs gasp, and he chuckled to himself. Now let's see what she does with it, he thought
Millie felt the cock growing steadily bigger in her mouth. Soon she could no longer manage to keep it all inside. It grew hard and wide. Her cheeks hurt from sucking, but she opened her mouth wider and took even more of the pulsating organ. She sucked on, bobbing her head up and down rhythmically.
Marcus Johnson felt a burning deep in his balls. His cum was bubbling hot now, and slowly working its way up the shaft. He felt the girl's talented lips milk every inch of the burning shaft. As she passed her hot lips over his cock, her tongue whipped circles around the throbbing meat. He writhed and churned on the bed from the expert cocksucking he was getting. Suddenly, he felt his prickhead fill up with spunk and a wad of cream burst forth into the girl's hungry mouth.
It shot into her throat, coating it, and she swallowed furiously to keep up with the steaming loads. Cum dripped out of the corners of her mouth and hung off her chin.
Millie was happy, having her mouth filled with such delicious cum. She lapped at the jism still hanging on the cock, gobbling it up as fast as she could. The cum still dripping off her chin, she looked up to see the face of the man that she had just sucked off.
"Did you like that? Did you like the way I sucked your cock?"
"Honey, that was the finest blow job any nurse in this joint ever gave me. And I've had a few."
Millie looked at him coyly. "How would you like to stick your cock up my ass-hole?"
"Whewwweeee!" he gasped.
Millie cooed and purred on, asking him all of the things that he would like to do. Then she stood up before him, her breasts naked, the nipples erect and ready. Her angelic eyes blazed with fire. She watched him stare at her naked young flesh, and her pussy watered at the thoughts he must be having.
She stepped forward so that her legs touched his. His cock felt a twinge and began to rise. "That's it, Marcus," she purred, taking his cock and rolling it gently between the palms of her hands.
His gaze burned its way down from her breasts and over her soft stomach to the patch of cunt hair. She felt him staring at her cunt and it bubbled pussy juice just from his gaze. She leaned forward and brushed his cockhead against her wet cunt lips. His cock blazed to full size. He leaned forward and grabbed her by the arms. Millie tumbled into him, her tits crushing against his chest.
She squirmed into him so that her pussy lips caressed the shaft of his cock. She moved her legs back and forth, rubbing her moist cunt against his tool. He grabbed her ass and tried to lift her so that he could plunge into her cunt, but she playfully shifted one leg over his so that her cunt was out of reach.
Lust filled the head of his prick. Savagely, he lifted her above him and threw her onto the bed. She giggled and spread her legs wider, revealing her dripping pink cunt to his lusting gaze. He tried to jump on her, but she deftly rolled off the bed and he felt his cock slide against the coarse sheets instead.
"Tomorrow night, Marcus honey. We want this to last, don't we?" she teased. Then she dressed and skipped from the room.
"Damn little bitch," Marcus Johnson moaned, and beat his cock until globs of jism flew high into the air and down to stain the sheets. "But she's good. Damn, she's good!"
The following night, Millie started talking about fucking the second she got into the room and locked the door behind her. She walked toward the bed, removing a piece of her clothing with each step, until she stood right beside him, totally nude.
His body was covered by a thin sheet. Millie reached across and stroked his cock through the covering. "You have such a beautiful, big cock, Marcus honey," she said breathlessly. "Whenever I think of your cock, my pussy starts to water. You don't even have to touch me to make me come. All you have to do is show me your big prick. I get so turned on just by looking at it!"
Her words inflamed him. He felt his cock begin to stir and rise. Suddenly, the sheets stood straight up, as if they were covering the mast of a ship. He looked deeply into her beautiful eyes as she slipped into the bed beside him.
"Damn, you are one beautiful woman," the administrator gasped, leaning over and kissing her hard on the mouth.
Millie laughed and rolled onto her back, pulling him over on top of her at the same time.
He felt her nipples hard beneath his chest. Reaching out one hand, he stroked the insides of her sleek thighs. Moving steadily upward, he let his hand brush against her moist cunt lips. They were wet and hot, the swollen lips begging his hand to touch them. He moved his hand closer and closer to her oozing slit, until he was rubbing her luscious pussy lips. Millie's cunt poured forth juice under his fingers. Then he moved gently, separating the moist, inner folds. His fingers brushed against her clit, growing hard like a nipple. He rolled it between his fingers as the scent of her pussy tickled his nose.
Millie spread her legs wide apart and threw back the sheets. He glanced down at his hand buried deep within her moist, pink pussy. He moved his lingers slightly, his ring finger going up her hole while his forefinger still massaged her clit.
Marcus felt her cunt tighten up on his hand. The warm juices lubricated his fingers as they drove in deeper and deeper. She moved her own hand down to his massive hard-on. She couldn't quite fit her lingers all the way around it. She closed her fist on the head. It pulsated beneath her squeeze. She could feel the hot blood coursing through it as it grew hard as iron beneath her touch. She began moving her hand up and down slowly. A low groan erupted from his lips as she expertly played with his jerking tool.
Her hot cunt was driving him mad. He couldn't wait to plunge his blood-engorged cock in to the hilt.
"God, your fucking pussy smells good," he groaned. "So good."
"It is good, Marcus," Millie sighed. "It's good enough to eat. Why don't you lick and suck it a little, like I did to your fat cock last night?"
The musky odor of her cunt entered his nostrils and he bent down. Her legs spread wide apart, her pussy lips gleaming in front of his face. He eagerly buried his face in the dripping cunt. Sucking at the outer folds with his hot lips, his tongue round her clit, still hard from his fingers. He rolled his tongue over it, and she shot her legs straight up into the air.
"Oh, yes, I love it when you suck me ... yes, yes, right there! Suck my clit! Suck it!" she screamed as the cum ran from her cunt in torrents.
He pushed his face deeper into the moist, dark folds. He held the swollen outer lips in his mouth and the cunt juice poured into his throat.
"Now!" she cried, sliding from beneath him. "Fuck me now! Pour your meat up my pussy!"
"Yes ... oh shit, do I want to fuck you!"
He jerked her to him with a start. He crushed her mouth in a deep, tongue-searching kiss, tasting her saliva. He almost tore off her lips in his frenzy. Then his enormous cock began working its way between her legs, rubbing at her hot cunt. With one hand, he reached down and stroked her voluptuous breasts, flattening them against her body. Her nipples were just like two miniature cocks, fully erect and throbbing with desire.
Millie drove her tongue into Marcus' mouth with mad fury. She could feel his hot cock rubbing against her pussy walls as her cum dripped out. Perhaps it was the idea that this man was the head of the whole hospital that was driving her mad, but she had never wanted a cock so bad in her life.
She felt the long shaft tease her cunt into agony. She moaned and writhed in his arms, then reached down to his cock. As soon as she touched it, he uttered a deep groan. Her fingers cupped around the tip of the huge, pulsating head. Slowly she began to move her hand up and down, squeezing his throbbing cock and milking the cum from his bursting balls. He drove his hips wildly back and forth, fucking her tight fist. Then he reached down and placed his hand where his lips had so recently been-on her creaming cunt.
He spread the moist folds quickly apart and felt for the budding little clit. He felt her hot cunt juice spill out and fill his palm. He wanted nothing less than to cram his eager cock into this creaming young pussy.
He raised his fingers to his nose and inhaled deeply. The smell of cunt filled his nostrils. Millie's perfumed body smells mingled with the odor of her cunt in a delicious mixture, the tantalizing aroma of musk.
Suddenly, he felt her pussy walls tighten against his fingers. Her whole cunt seemed to shrink to half its normal size. He rubbed her clit harder, feeling the pussy tighten even more. Then, with a loud cry, she came, her clasping pussy dripping cum. She slumped heavily into his arms.
"Oh, honey doll, I'm gonna fuck you now! Shit, am I gonna poke a cock into you now!"
He rolled her over onto her belly. His hungry eyes swept the entire length of her body, taking it all in. Her legs were slightly spread so that a faint patch of light cunt hair rose between them. Her muscular thighs, strong and yet beautifully formed, rippled each time she shifted them. The two soft ass-cheeks rose invitingly into the air, followed by the soft curve of her back and shoulders. Her tits were just visible, crushed between her body and the bed. She lay with her head on her hands, her silky hair shining in the soft light.
As he stared at her body, she turned her head to him. Two enormous eyes caught him in a languid stare and the corners of her luscious lips turned up in an impish smile. She seemed to be inviting him.
He stood up on the bed and moved around to her head.
She smiled and lifted her face to his cock and balls. He watched with fascination as her little pink tongue slipped against his balls. His cock had gone partially soft, but the girl's playful tongue filled it once again with a thunderous rhythm. She took one of his balls in her mouth, rolling it around, covering it with hot saliva. When it was dripping, she sucked on the other one.
Marcus felt his desire reach an uncontrollable pitch. I have to fuck her, he thought, I have to fuck her or my cock will burst!
He looked down at her body again. Her soft tits shifted erotically as she strained to suck his balls and lick his ass-hole. He felt raked with desire. Reaching down, he grabbed her by the armpits and raised her up before him. Her tits brushed against his chest, filling his head with pounding lust.
He pulled her from the bed and led her over to a small table. Millie knew what he wanted as she leaned her body over the table. Her ass-cheeks spread wide apart, revealing her dripping cunt. Her cuntal lips were puckered and ready for him, but that wasn't what he had in mind. Just above the steaming slit was her tight little ass-hole, and that was what he stared at with such intensity.
His cock was like an iron battering ram. He stepped in close to her and ran his cockhead against her pussy. She moaned deeply and spread her legs farther apart. He worked his massive cock all over the outside of her eager, dripping cunt, covering it with pussy juice. Then he placed it firmly against her ass-hole.
"Oh, please, Marcus ... not there!" Millie pleaded. "You're so big and I'm so small there!" Her voice sounded like a little girl's. The sound of her pleading and her soft moans as he played his huge cockhead against her cunt and ass-hole strengthened his determination.
"I got to, baby ... I really want your ass!"
His cock, greased with her cunt juice, grew to an enormous length and width. Carefully, he worked the head against her rear slit, and with a little pressure managed to get the head into her ass. She let out a little yelp and spread her legs wider.
As her tight ass-hole squeezed against his cockhead, he felt the blood rise into his head. He pushed forward and got another two inches in. She squirmed and lowered the upper part of her body, pushing another inch of his hungry cock into her steaming ass-hole. He began to thrust in and out in a regular rhythm, working more and more of his prick into her ass with each thrust.
Millie made little sounds, almost as if she were crying.
"Does it hurt that much, honey?" he asked.
"Yes ... oh, fuck, yes! It hurts like hell!" she squealed. "But don't stop. For God's sake, don't stop! Stick it all up me. Make my shitter scream with your big, fucking prick!"
Marcus Johnson, the man who was going to boost Millie's career, even though he didn't know it yet, heard her words with only lust in his mind and cock.
He plunged full force into her ass, forcing his bursting cock into the hilt. She screamed and her cunt bubbled cum. He pounded her ass with a fury, thrusting his blood-engorged cock into her tender ass as fast as he could.
She began to move her hips in a circle, grinding his agonized prick deeper and deeper into her. The odor of cunt rose from her crotch and bathed the humping man. He felt his balls fill with cum, and it worked its way up his iron shaft. The steaming spunk rose within him, and he could feel his cockhead, deeply embedded in Millie's tender ass, fill with cum.
With a gasp, Marcus stiffened and let loose a stream of cum that filled her ass-hole to overflowing. She came again, feeling the hot spunk bathing her inner walls. Then she collapsed and lay flat against the table, panting furiously.
* * *
After the wild ass-reaming fuck of the second night, Millie wasn't sure she should go back for the third.
But her better judgment prevailed. Besides, underneath it all, she was amazed at the old man's ability to fuck. She was also amazed at the size of his cock.
He amazed her even further when she entered the room that third night. After giving him his bath, she asked, "Well, what do you want in the way of relief tonight, lover?"
"I want you to go insane."
"What?"
"Ever see one of these?"
"No, but I think I know what it is ... a tickler?"
"That's right, honey. And if you wanna go to the moon, you just get my big pecker hard, put one of them things on it, and I'll fuck the hell out of you!"
As he spoke, Marcus Johnson threw the sheet from his body. His huge cock popped into view. Millie's mouth and pussy watered at the sheer size of the thing.
He motioned for her to come closer. He slid his legs over the side of the bed, his cockhead pounding with blood.
"God," Millie murmured, "I think I'm falling in love with your cock!"
Millie took his throbbing prick in her hands. Each time she touched it, she felt a thrill. With all the time this prick had spent fucking her, she thought she would have grown used to it. But it wasn't so. Each time she touched it she felt the thrill all over again.
But it wasn't just the size of the prick that filled her with desire each time she saw it. It was the old man's cocksmanship, his technique and skill at using that magnificent tool, that was enough to make Millie cream just knowing that it was there.
She bent her head down and flicked her pink tongue over the surface. The taste of that cock made her mouth water for cum. She sucked on the big head, running her lips over it, milking it.
The big cock throbbed with blood, and the old man's head pounded as Millie's knowing lips spread over his prick. She whirled her tongue around the length of the shaft, bathing the hot cock with her slippery saliva. The distinctive odor of his crotch rose and filled her nostrils. She bent down farther, taking two more inches of shaft. into her moist mouth. The cock was pulsing at the back of her throat and she knew that to take any more would mean actually pushing the head down her tender throat. She opened her mouth as wide as she could to accommodate the pulsating length of meat. Plunging her head down on it as hard as she could, she managed to work her head into position and get two inches more of the shaft into her throat.
Marcus moaned and started pumping his cock in and out of her head. Millie quickly learned his rhythm, and to breathe between each of his powerful strokes. His glans slid in and out of her sucking throat. He felt the cum rise within his balls and pour up the shaft; his cock was ready to shoot.
Sensing this, Millie backed off. She had other plans for him tonight. "Now now, baby, I just want to turn you on," she purred.
When she felt that it was safe, she bent down over his cock again. She sucked at it until again the cum had risen and was threatening to pour out. Then she stopped.
"Oh, please, honey," Marcus begged. "Suck me off! I know how you love to eat cum! Suck me off for a second more and I promise that you won't know what to do with it all!"
"I thought you wanted to use the tickler on me, lover," she teased.
"Yeah ... oh yeah. Christ, I almost forgot, your mouth felt so fucking good on my cock!"
He tore the tickler from her hands. When he had it on his cock, it looked like some kind of sea monster, half-plant and half-animal with a thousand tendrils that would sting Millie's cunt to death with pleasure.
She let out a little cry when she saw the tickler slide into place. She threw herself back on the bed, her legs spread wide apart. He positioned himself between her legs and, with a wild grunt, rammed his hot cock into her.
Millie screamed when she felt the tickler rake her pussy walls with the feeling of a thousand hornets. "Oh," she moaned, "oh, Marcus, you're killing me! Ahhhhh..."
Again and again he rammed the tickler into her. She clawed at his back with her long fingernails until it was covered with bright-red welts. She lifted her legs up onto his sides and crammed her pussy against his cock, demanding that more of the thundering shaft be shoved up her creaming slit.
He pounded her faster and more furiously.
Millie's hot pink pussy creamed and creamed. She felt her muscular walls tighten and loosen a hundred times as the tickler drove her to the brink of insanity. Hot cunt juice bubbled from her slit. She heaved and churned against his weight, but couldn't move.
The tickler was driving her mad. Twice she tried to ripple her pussy walls to make Marcus come, but she had to stop each time. As the tickler drove deeper inside her it caressed the folds of her cunt, forcing her to scream with pleasure and pain.
When she tried to ripple her pussy walls, the agonizing feeling of his hot rod pounding her, and the special scrapings of the tickler's tendrils, made her lose consciousness for a moment.
Marcus could feel her pussy walls tighten. It was all the same, he thought, all the same with these broads. Throw a tickler into them and they're a mass of screaming jelly. His own sensitivity lessened by the rubber covering, he enjoyed watching Millie's frantic writhing.
Just a few moments before, she had had him in such a frenzy that he would have done anything to slam his rod into her. It's good for her, he thought coolly, to learn what it's like on the other side.
He kept up his furious pounding. Her cunt creamed wad after wad of juice. It covered the insides of her legs, frothing where his thundering pelvis met hers.
Millie had never felt like this before. She had thought that having the strange instrument used on her would be fun, something different for kicks. But it was not so now. The tickler was giving her the fucking of her life. She threw her legs high over his head, her feet clawing at the air. Her hands scratched insanely at his back.
The pain caused him to hump into her even faster. He sucked at her tits as he fucked her steaming twat. She stuck up her head and plunged her wet tongue deeply into his ear. The feeling of her hot saliva and the sounds of her slurping in his ear started driving him mad. Suddenly his prick felt as if it weren't wearing the tickler at all. He felt each bump and depression of the folds of her clasping cunt. His cum came plunging once more up the shaft of his agonized dick. His cockhead bulged, filled with hot cum. His cock opened and shot forth a tremendous load. So big, in fact, that it burst the rubber of the tickler and shot up into her cunt.
Time after time Millie could feel the hot cock pour another load into her. Her pussy, maddened by the tickler, exploded as streams of cunt juice bubbled from the lips of her slit. She wrapped her legs around him and hugged him to her. She rode his churning body as if it were a bucking bronco. Then, after several minutes, both lay quiet.
Millie shuddered again and again as she thought of her thunderous climax. Her cunt felt like it was soaked through. It was, for spunk and pussy juice still seeped from her slit. She tried to shift her weight, but his hard body held her down. He was barely conscious. His cock lay drained against his leg. Millie's hand caressed his dick. Her fingers played circles in the wads of cum that still stuck to it.
"For an old man," she murmured, "you sure can fuck."
"I never had such a good woman to fuck before, little darlin', " he groaned. "If you ever want anything from old Marcus, you just gimme a call."
"Oh, I will," Millie smiled up at him. "I will.-
CHAPTER EIGHT
Marcus Johnson was true to his word. Within a year, Millie had Carla Boudine's job, and the first part of her plan was accomplished.
The second part, finding the right young up-and-coming doctor to marry, proved much more difficult. She was meeting them and moving in the right circles to date them, but none of them lasted very long. She would fuck a man for a few weeks and then he would drift away to another nurse and do the same thing.
Then it happened. One afternoon, after finishing her shift, she was sitting over coffee in the hospital cafeteria. She had been conscious of a young man looking intently at her from an adjoining table. He was on the tall, lean side, with curly black hair and startling blue eyes. He had a pleasant, open face, and his look at Millie seemed to be mixed with some kind of impersonal appraisal. She wasn't too surprised when he approached her.
"Pardon me, aren't you Millie Starrett?"
"Yes."
"I'm Derek Ames, and I think you're just the girl I've been looking for."
He had finished his residency, and he was taking over his father's lucrative practice. He needed someone like Millie to run his office.
It was perfect. She accepted.
For the next two months, Millie plotted each move very carefully. A romance blossomed between them, but she would never let him go quite all the way to bed with her.
Derek couldn't figure it out, but he went along with her.
Needless to say, during that time Millie was not celibate; she fucked everyone who came along, including several of Derek's patients. His practice became even larger as word got around about the special "treatment" a man could get in his office.
Then one night she was in Derek's apartment. They had dinner, and afterwards took their coffee and brandy out to the veranda. They were only there a few minutes when Millie heard the moans and groans of someone in a nearby apartment.
The sounds were unmistakable-someone was fucking.
"Jesus, look at that," Derek whispered, and Millie followed his gaze across the patio. There, behind a huge picture window, she saw a couple in the throes of lovemaking. They were naked and wildly fucking on the living room sofa.
Damn, she thought, will you look at that! And whoever he is, he's got a big, beautiful cock!
"Let's go inside," Derek said. "This is embarrassing."
"No."
"What?"
"No ... let's watch."
"But-"
"Shhh, Derek, they'll hear you!" Millie's eyes were glued to the sensual scene behind the window, and her ears were tingling with every word, every moan being made by the fucking couple. The more she watched, the more excited she got. Between her legs she could feel droplets of juice begin to flow from the walls of her pussy. It soaked her cuntal lips, her pubic hair, and the thin crotch band of her panties.
"Jeez, that's really turning you on, isn't it, Millie?"
She paid no attention to him. Watching another couple fuck was having the same old effect on her body. She moaned as the man in the room drew his long cock clear out and then rammed it home again with a wet, plopping sound into the woman's eager cunt.
Millie began to open and close her thighs. Her nipples hardened like knobs beneath her dress, and the large globes of her breasts began to throb with excitement.
It had been so long since she had watched another couple fuck. She had forgotten how exciting it was, and what it did to her own body.
Suddenly, she made up her mind; she wanted a cock and she wanted it now. She moved closer to Derek and rubbed her breasts up and down his arm, then spread her legs over his thigh and rubbed her aching pussy up and down. Her right hand fell down to cup and stroke his cloth-encased erection, while she put her mouth to his ear and let her hard, wet tongue dart teasingly inside.
"Honey ... what the--? "
"Fuck me, Derek, darling! Fuck me!"
"You ... you mean it?"
"Yes! Now! I want your cock now! I don't know why we've waited this long. You do love me, don't you?"
"God, yes, but before you've never-"
"Never mind. This is now. Look at him fuck her, Derek! Watch his dick go into her pussy..."
"Jesus!"
"I want your cock to go into my pussy that way."
"Be ... careful with your hand, honey," he gasped. "I'll shoot off right in my pants."
"Look at her legs locked up around his neck, Derek. Look at them fucking! They're really going at it, loving every second of their fuck! Wouldn't you like to fuck like that, right now, Derek? We could be doing what they're doing, right now, fucking ... fucking ... fucking...."
"Yes ... oh Christ, yes," he moaned, ripping at his clothes and moving back into the living room.
Millie followed him, undressing as she went. She pulled her zipper down and shrugged the material from her lovely shoulders. The lust-inciting sounds of fucking had filled her mind and her hands with tremendous urgency. They caused her cunt to cream and flow with crazed desire. Her panties were next. She dropped them at her feet and watched with glee as his eyes traveled to her partially naked body in the half-light.
"Take my bra off, Derek, darling. Take it off and play with my titties! Make my nipples stand up for you. Then we can fuck!"
He didn't know what had suddenly happened to her, but he wasn't about to object. As he feverishly removed her bra, Millie's fingers snaked across her belly to her moist cunt. There, they sank deeply into the folds of hot flesh. Her clit popped from the protective folds. She rubbed her cut frantically, her frenzied moans mixing with his as he mashed her tits with his fingers.
Then she fell back over the sofa and threw her legs into the air. She spread them wide apart and used her thumbs to make a pink, gaping hole of her cunt.
"There it is, Derek, darling ... there's your pussy. Do you want it?"
"Yes ... oh, God, yesssss!"
"Then love it, Derek. Eat my cunt before you fuck me with your meat!"
He dove between her legs and mashed his face into her pussy. She tensed her muscles as his tongue speared her cunt and juice poured like hot lava into his throat.
"Love it, Derek!" she screamed, hunching her wet hole up to his face. "Love me, love it! Suck it! ARRRGGGHHH!"
Derek was overwhelmed. He had chased and fucked and sucked a lot of pussy in his time, but he had never had one thrown in his face like this before. Especially not one that he had been trying to fuck for so long.
He tasted the sweet fluid all over his tongue. His mouth watered at the hot wetness of Millie's dripping slit as he drove his tongue deeper and deeper into her folds. She threw her legs onto his shoulders, flailing her feet above his head ferociously. Derek put all of his weight on her cunt and pushed in as deeply as he could. He couldn't breathe, but he didn't care. All he wanted to do was suck the moist, hot folds of flesh that shivered around his face.
Millie threw her head back as she felt herself coming. There was no doubt about it. Watching that couple fucking had paved the way for the sucking she was now getting, and the fucking she was about to get. Damn, she thought, if there were only some way to get turned on like this all the time!
"Good, sweet pussy," Derek moaned into her snatch. "My pussy."
"Yes, baby!" Millie cried, gyrating her wet cunt over his chin and lips. "Your pussy ... all your pussy!"
Her hot hole seemed incredibly huge. Derek could almost sink his whole face into it. She moaned and churned, wads of hot cum dripping from around his buried face. Deep in her cunt, his nostrils inhaled deeply of the erotic aroma. He tasted her honeyed juices and lapped the cream up as fast as he could.
Wave upon wave of incredible pleasure racked Millie's body as she came again and again. Derek jerked his tongue out of her suddenly, a crazed look of desire on his face. He straightened and lined his throbbing cock up with her steaming slit.
"Oh, God, yes! YES!" Millie screamed. "Fill me up, Derek ... POUR YOUR FUCKMEAT INTO MY CUNT!"
In a second, he was thrust deep within the creaming pussy. His huge cock was on fire. He pumped as fast as he could, his massive prick stretching the walls of her cunt as he pulled out and then drove in again.
As her pussy walls stretched with the force of him, Millie felt her clit being rubbed from all directions. Fire ran through her thighs. She wrapped her legs firmly around his sides and pulled herself up to him. She circled her hips like a madwoman, rubbing her delicious cunt cream all over his agonized cock.
"Oh, Derek," she screamed, "fill me up with your cum! Shoot off inside me! I want to feel your cum dripping out of me!"
Derek's brain thundered at her voice. Reaching behind her with one of his arms, he stuck it between her spread legs. He felt her thighs covered with her cum, and scooped some of it up onto his finger. He reached past her downy pussy to her steaming ass-hole. Working his finger around its puckered edge, he lubricated it with her hot cum. He felt heat rise from the tender flesh. Then he plunged his finger deeply into her ass.
Millie stiffened as she felt the finger slide into her sensitive ass-hole. He began to thrust it in and out, filling her with incredible sensations. All the time he was plugging away at her cunt with his huge prick.
She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue into his ear. He shuddered as the slurping, warm tongue slid into him. His shoulders stiffened slightly, as if to hunch them away. But she stuck to his head like glue, filling his ear with saliva.
Derek tossed back his head, his body throbbing with sensations. Her wet tongue was still firmly in his ear and her hot cunt was milking the cum from his balls. His cock felt huge; its massive head threatened to explode any moment. He plunged deeper and deeper into her cunt. He tilted his head and took one of her taut, red nipples in his mouth. He took it between his teeth and bit it. Millie groaned and started biting his neck and shoulders.
"I'm there," he moaned. "Oh shit, honey, I can't hold it back!"
"Come, darling! Pour your juice into me!"
He felt the cum rise from his shaft, further stretching his huge cock. His hot jism bubbled up to the surface, and shot into her in jarring, continuous streams.
"Ohhhhh, sweet, sweet cum ... give it to me ... give it all to meeeeee..." Millie felt the walls of her seething cunt absorb his gigantic spurts. She milked his cock hungrily, getting every last drop that he could give her, until he fell across her in a panting heap.
"I love you," he groaned.
"And I love you, my darling."
And suddenly she had an idea about how she could have the best of two worlds after they were married.
I can do it, she said to herself. I can turn him on to group sex!
* * *
Maury Willis was one of the interns Millie had fucked several times. Even after he had married one of Millie's friends at the hospital. Jill was a tall redhead who loved sex almost as much as Millie.
Just being in the house with them right then made Millie's pussy water, when she remembered the great times they had all had in bed together. But she had more important things to settle first.
"You mean," Maury said, "that you want Jill to put the make on your boy friend?"
"That's right," Millie nodded. "I love the guy, and I want to many him, but I don't want to get bored. I figure if he gets turned on to a foursome ... well, we can expand and never be bored!"
"What do you think, Jill?" Maury asked his beautiful wife.
"Okay by me, honey. You know I always like a new cock, just like you like a new pussy. But I've flirted with Derek before. He always impressed me as kind of a square."
"Good, I knew you'd help me!"
"Well, now that we've settled that," Jill offered, "let's fuck. My pussy's dripping like hell just thinking about it. See?" She lifted her skirt to show where her pussy had dripped a gallon of juice down her inner thighs.
Her furry cunt was in full view as she wore no panties. She held her skirt up for a second, then let it go. Quickly, she unfastened the sides and the skirt dropped to the floor. Her thighs were round and soft. Her pussy showed the same reddish-brown color as her hair. She stepped forward, and her young, firm, heavy breasts strained against the thin cloth of her blouse.
Millie laughed as she started taking off her own clothes. "How did you know that I've thought about fucking you two ever since I walked through the door? Take your blouse off, too, Jill. I want to see your beautiful tits!"
Jill slowly unbuttoned her blouse. She was taking her time, intentionally turning Millie on. As each button popped, a little more of her creamy flesh came into view. Millie strained to look as the blouse came finally down to her cleavage, and she saw the little space pop into view. She wanted to go over and soak up all of the warmth and sweetness that she knew lay between those tits. She wanted to snuggle with Jill, to bring her to the bed and eat out her pussy until Jill creamed all over her face.
"How shall we start?" Millie asked, sliding her panties off and flinging them to the side.
"You two go ahead. I want to watch for a minute," Maury said.
Jill had shed her blouse, and her two ripe, luscious breasts stood only inches from Millie's hungry mouth. Her nipples were hard and erect, ready for the blonde's waiting lips. In a second, Millie felt the succulent flesh crammed up against her mouth. She sucked at the huge tits and snaked an arm around Jill's slim waist. She stroked the hips and buttocks of the beautiful girl while her lips sucked hungrily at her tits. Then she let her hand slink around Jill's belly and touch her hot pussy.
Jill's pussy was watering in anticipation. The young girl wrapped her hands around Millie's head and pulled her down to her, hard. Millie's mouth filled with Jill's titflesh, and she rubbed the soft lips of Jill's pussy. The blonde nurse could feel the redhead's cunt creaming more and more as she tickled the cuntal lips with her fingers.
Maury was naked now, and going wild as he lay on the bed watching his wife and one of his old lovers go at it. He leaned back, closed his eyes, and could still see and hear the action.
His wife was stark naked and being kissed and sucked and finger-fucked by beautiful Millie. He wanted to join in, but he'd promised to wait. Yet the sounds that he heard were driving him mad. He could hear Millie's tongue slurp against Jill's tits. He could hear her moan and give little cries as Millie's finger worked its way farther and farther into her creaming pussy. He had a tremendous hard-on. It wouldn't be long before he would pile in and fuck hell out of both of them.
Millie's fingers were deeply embedded in Jill's tender pussy now, and she could feel the girl's juices running out between her lips to form a sticky puddle in her palm.
"Are you gonna eat me, Millie?" Jill panted. "It's been a long time since I've had that talented tongue of yours up my cunt!"
"You know I'm gonna eat you, baby-doll. Damn, I can almost taste you already!"
Millie pulled herself away from the redhead's delicious tits and dropped to her knees. The girl's pussy stood only inches from her face. She could see the gleaming, moist, inviting lips. Moving close, she was assailed by the familiar musky aroma of Jill's cunt. She stuck her head forcefully into the smaller girl's crotch and began to lick the dripping slit. She found the outer lips swollen with lust, and ran her lips up and down them, planting deep kisses on the moist inner folds.
The sensation of Millie's tongue snaking around in her pussy drove Jill into a frenzy. She spun her hips crazily in a circle, grinding her pussy deeper onto Millie's face. The blonde was lapping up Jill's pussy juice as fast as the redhead could produce it.
Then Millie began to moan. The moans reached Jill's ears and filled her brain. She snaked her fingernails along Millie's long, lean back. Her pussy creamed and creamed as the blonde furiously ate her out. Millie found Jill's budding clit and rolled it between her lips. Jill screamed with pleasure and began to undulate even more wildly. The musky smell of dripping cunt filled the room.
"Goddamn, what a beautiful sight!" Maury yelled, and leaped from the bed. He could take no more waiting. His cock needed relief.
"You want your wife first or me?" Millie said, removing her beautiful face from Jill's sopping cunt and moving back.
"Both of you ... but Jill first. You got her pussy nice and ready."
He leaped for his wife. "Come fuck me, Daddy!" Jill cried.
Maury firmly grasped both of her white shoulders and pulled her hard against him. As the pillows of her breasts ballooned across his chest, he planted a kiss on her lips.
"Mrnmmmm," she moaned, accepting his tongue as it slithered into her throat.
His tongue thrust deeply into his wife's luscious mouth as, behind him, Millie was thrusting her own tongue between the cheeks of his ass, trying to find and rim his ass-hole.
Maury kept ravaging Jill's mouth and, at the same time, reached down with his hand to his wife's creaming, hot pussy. The cunt lips felt wet and swollen. He ran his fingers between the moist folds and felt her squirm in his embrace. As he felt around inside her cunt, Jill began to move her hips in a circle. Maury felt the deep cunthole drive up to meet him, and he plunged his finger deeply in. His long middle finger filled all of her tight little pussy. Her cunt juiced his whole hand until it dripped off his knuckles.
Millie moved her face between their thighs until she could lick Jill's juice from his hands as he finger-fucked her.
"Move your hand a little," Millie panted.
He did, and Millie's long pink tongue snaked into the young girl's hot hole. The sensations were too much for Jill and she started coming. Her pussy juice ran over her two lovers and dripped onto the floor between them.
"OHHHHHH! That's it ... yes, ohhhhh ... the two of you are so ... AAARRRGGGHHH!"
Millie moved her head around back and began to lick Jill's ass-hole.
With Millie licking out her ass-hole like a wild woman, Maury made ready to ream Jill's pussy with his big cock. The rigid tool, covered and dripping with his wife's juice, dangled near the auburn fur of her cunt.
Jill was so hot she didn't know which she wanted more. If she moved forward, the head of Maury's cock tickled her clit. If she moved backward, her ass-hole was driven wild by Millie's fucking tongue reaming out her rectum.
"Oh shit ... fuck me, Maury!" she cried out at last. "Fuck me and drive my ass into Millie's face!"
Maury eagerly obliged. He bent his legs at the knees so that his prick was straining toward Jill's pussy lips. Without warning, he suddenly lifted her by her sides and plunged his big cock deep into her creaming pussy.
She almost shot to the ceiling as she felt the big cock slide into her. She screamed with pleasure as her husband's big dick rutted into her pussy. He slammed it to the hilt in her willing cunt, and his balls slapped against Millie's face as he fucked furiously.
"Fantastic," Millie gurgled. "I can see your dick fucking her, Maury! It's beautiful!"
The smell of Jill's musky, juicing cunt filled the room and reached both Millie and Maury's nostrils, inflaming them and urging them to fuck the girl hard with tongue and prick.
Maury's cock, deeply embedded in his wife's tight young pussy, felt incredible. He could feel her pussy walls contract and relax with each of the thrusts of his huge cock. His cum welled up in his body and began to move down the shaft. He pounded her mercilessly as he felt his jism rise and flow down the length of his lust-inflamed cock.
Jill's cunt was on fire. She wrapped her arms around Maury's body and bit his neck and shoulders until red welts appeared everywhere. Lifting her legs to his sides, she held herself aloft, grinding her pussy against his cock. He was pulling his prick all the way out of her, then waiting for a half-second, then plunging it full force into the steaming hole.
Millie could no longer keep her tongue up Jill's ass-hole, because the girl was bucking her hips around as fast as she could. "Put her on the bed ... I want some too, Maury!" Millie cried.
With his cock still buried inside Jill's soaking cunt, he carried her over to the bed. He got her on her back, so that her legs dangled over the edge. He lifted her feet onto his shoulders so that her steaming pussy was in clear view in front of his face. The sight of the dripping pink lips inflamed him. With renewed frenzy, he plunged his rigid cock again and again up the creaming slit. His strong hands held her body aloft by the ass, and Jill's feet kicked at the sides of his neck.
Millie's pussy dripped at the sight of the furious fucking the beautiful young girl was getting. She watched with fascination as his cock would emerge from deep inside Jill, and then go plunging in again. She felt waves of ecstasy in her own cunt, just from watching.
She was rubbing her own pussy hard as she stood by the bed. She wanted that cock shoved up her cunt too.
Suddenly, she couldn't keep herself out of it any longer. She ran to the other side of the bed and squatted over Jill's moaning mouth. The young wife looked up to see Millie's hot cunt streaming juice down into her face.
"Yes! Oh, fuck, yes, Millie! Sit on me! Sit on my face with your-AGGGG..
The cunt covered her mouth and the sweet pussy odor filled her nostrils. Jill cupped the fleshy globes of Millie's ass-cheeks with her hands and pulled the blonde's cunt hard into her mouth.
Again and again Jill shot her tongue into the blonde's cunt, causing her to cream repeatedly. The hot pussy juice flowed all over the face of the redhead, and into her waiting, eager mouth. Jill loved the taste of her friend's juice, and hungrily lapped up all that Millie could produce from the folds of her hot cunt.
Behind Millie's gyrating ass, Maury was still pounding into his wife's cunt.
"Oh, you beautiful little girl! Yes, lick me there! That's it ... faster now! Ohhhhhh, that's it ... that's it! Oh! AAARRRRGGGGHHHHH!" With a tremendous scream, Millie came and poured her cunt juice into Jill's sucking mouth. Then she fell back onto the bed, muttering to herself in the ecstasy of her orgasm.
This left only Maury to come.
His cockhead felt like it was going to explode. Jill was screaming for more, riding him like a bronco. She had her legs firmly implanted on his hips, and using the leverage, rammed her pelvis forward to meet each of the powerful thrusts of his cock. She looked up into his agonized face and saw that he could hold off no longer.
Lurching his body forward, his cum burst forth in a steady, hot stream. Wad after wad of creamy jism shot into Jill's eager cunt. She felt his spunk tear into her and fill her pussy completely.
Then, with her cunt brimming with his jism, he grunted out the fact that he had had enough. He slipped from his wife's body to the floor in time to see Millie disappearing out the door.
"See you both Saturday night," Millie said over her shoulder. "Save up for Derek and me ... it'll be a good one!"
CHAPTER NINE
The evening started off slowly, but picked up when Jill brought out the pot. Derek said, "No, thank you," a half-dozen times before he finally said, "Why not?"
From then on, it got a lot looser, and when Jill suggested poker, Derek was all for it.
Both Millie and Jill had dressed in low-cut, form-fitting dresses. As the pot took effect on Derek, the girls' bare skin also began to take effect.
They had already formulated a plan. Maury put it into effect by exusing himself to go to a nearby market for another bottle of wine. He had only been gone a few minutes when Jill made her suggestion.
"While Maury's gone, let's play strip poker."
"What?"
"Sure, Derek ... don't be a chicken!"
The argument went on for a full ten minutes, with both of the girls urging him to play. He finally relented, and Jill dealt. A few hands later Derek was down to his pants and shorts and the girls wore only their panties.
From there on, it was only a matter of one or two more joints and three hands until they were all stark naked.
"Oh, shit," Jill said, "this makes me feel so sexy! Do you mind, Millie?" She slid to her knees beside Derek's chair and grasped his cock which, by now, was almost hard.
"Millie!" Derek screeched. "You ... you mean, you don't care if she...? "
But by now Jill was already doing it. She had lowered her mouth around his cock and was wildly sucking on the throbbing head.
"Not if it feels good, darling," Millie replied. "It does feel good, doesn't it?"
"Oh, God, yes!" he cried. "But...."
He couldn't say any more. Millie had crossed around the table and thrust one of her heavy tits into his mouth.
He was going wild with desire, and Jill was too far gone on the pot to realize just how hard she was sucking his cock.
Suddenly he arched his back and lurched his hips up off the chair. He was crying out as he came. Great globs of jism shot in waves into Jill's gulping mouth.
Derek no sooner spent his load than his senses seemed to come back to reality. He was aghast. His body shook and his face was beet red as he stared at the naked women.
Just then, Maury burst into the room, and Derek dived for his clothes.
"Derek, wait!" Millie cried, clawing at him.
"Millie ... you mean...? Oh, my God." Derek was nearly gripping over his pants as he flew from the house.
"Oh shit, now it's all ruined!" Millie cried.
"If you want him, honey, you'd better go after him," Jill said as she unbuckled Maury's belt. "C'mon, lover, I'm hot and ready."
* * *
Derek was sitting by the fire in his robe when Millie entered the apartment. Beside him there was a half-empty bottle of Scotch. "Derek ... I ... I'm sorry."
"You set that whole thing up, didn't you."
"Yes, but...."
"Just to make a fool out of me."
"No, Derek! It wasn't supposed to be that way at all!"
She had meant to tell him the whole truth, and explain about herself, but he never gave her the chance. He was like a wild man, the pupils blazing in his eyes as he leaped from the chair and started tearing at her clothes.
"Derek, please ... let me explain!"
"I don't need any explanation. You want to fuck? All right, I'll fuck you. I'll fuck your brains out!"
He became an entirely different person as he tore the clothes from her body, down to panties and bra.
"Derek-"
"You said you loved me, didn't you."
"Yes ... I do, only."
"Then fuck me."
"I will, but-"
"No buts. C'mon, let's go into the bedroom." He dragged her into the other room. Throwing the robe from his body, he turned and grabbed her.
With a growl from deep in his throat, he pulled her near-naked body against him.
Beads of sweat began to roll from his face as his trembling, wet hands glided over her firm young contours, cupping and kneading them brutally.
Fright was reflected in Millie's face as he worked his fingers into her flesh, leaving red prints all over her body.
"You're hurting me," she whimpered.
"You bet your ass I am."
Derek's breath came in heavy snorts now as his fingers made their way down to her panties. With his middle finger, he jammed the smooth nylon material roughly into the quivering slit of her cunt. Teasingly, he tugged at the soft strands of blonde pubic hair that protruded from the sides of her crotch band.
"Ouch!" she cried.
"Lift your ass!" he commanded, hooking his fingers under the elastic band at the top of the sheer garment.
She arched her back hesitantly and felt her panties being drawn down over her hips and thighs. He groaned when her cunt was fully exposed to his view. He would have liked to just ram his cock up her sweet, young hole, but he knew it wouldn't bring the screams of pain from her that he needed.
Without bothering to unhook her bra, he entwined his fingers in the narrow ridge between the cups and ripped it from her tits. Her huge, heavy breasts fell out of the bra and danced delightfully before his eyes. They were young and firm like the rest of her body, with hard, pink nipples.
"Take it easy, for God's sake!" she cried. "Fuck you," he hissed.
He reached down and rubbed her trembling ass-cheeks, stroking them with greed and lust. He dug his fingers cruelly into the softness of her flesh for a moment and then moved on to spread the lips of her tender cunt.
She was dry and it hurt immediately. Millie cried out in protest as she felt his fingers stretch her cunt lips even wider, the walls of the narrow slit aching painfully from his harsh 'treatment. He kept stretching and jamming his thumbs into the hole until they would go no farther.
"All right, roll over and get up on your knees. Hurry! Get up and kneel in front of my cock!"
"Please, Derek, don't! I'll love you, I'll make you happy. Pleeease!"
He put his hands on her hips and jerked her over onto her stomach and raised her quivering buttocks high up off the bed. Cruelly, he forced her to spread her legs wide so that the backs of her white, firm thighs were shoved against his.
She cringed her crotch away from him, but it was useless. He cupped her soft flesh and moved his fingers over her buttocks, kneading the full globes with rampant, angry lust.
Millie lay trembling with her face pressed tightly into the mattress. She wanted to show some defiance but knew it would do no good.
Derek moved in closer to her ass. She could feel a gentle, teasing motion along the sensitive outside edges of her vaginal lips. He kept the throbbing tip just inside the moist, pink slit of her widespread cunt.
Her nipples involuntarily hardened as she realized that he was rubbing the bulbous tip of his cockhead in the soft, wet channel between her ass-cheeks. Goosebumps rippled along her skin.
Millie couldn't remember ever being as frightened as she was at that moment. On the ride over from Jill and Maury's, she had geared her mind and body to expect his anger. But she had never dreamed of anything like this. Derek had become a madman. He had never treated her like this. She had never dreamed anyone could change so radically.
Then she felt the head of his cock press against her ass-hole. "Don't ... not there, Derek! I'm not ready! I'm so dry, you'll tear me apart!"
"Where then ... there?" He lowered the head of his cock an inch, to the yawning lips of her cunt.
"Yes, please ... put it in there!" she begged. "I like your big cock there ... I want you to fuck me there with it. Please!"
He grunted, and for an answer he pulled her ass-cheeks apart and again nestled his prick against her clutched anus.
She gasped, unable to form words as he steadied her ass in his hands and flicked his hips forward.
"All right, you cunt ... you whoring bitch cunt!" he hissed as he swept her thighs wide and bored into her ass-hole with his thick, unrelenting cock.
"Oh, Jesus, no! You're too big for me there! Dammit, you'll kill me!" Her whimpering turned into sobs. "It hurts. Oh, God, it hurts. STOP!"
Derek cursed as he ground his teeth together and drove still more of his fleshy shaft into her tightly stretched rectum. A mist developed in front of his eyes as all the frustration and anger swept over him, consuming him. Millie's screams got longer and louder as his mind completely took over his body and he tortured her with his enraged cock.
The penetration increased until she felt as if someone were levering her thighs apart to split her tormented body all the way up to her vibrating breasts. The length of his huge cock never seemed to end as it throbbed on up her channel, constantly expanding the warm, moist, flesh wrapped tightly around it. Far up inside her rectum it went, the pain becoming nearly unbearable to her with every inch of its passage.
With an ear-shattering scream of conquest, Derek rammed the final inch forward, embedding his thick, hard cock all the way to his balls in the soft, warm, fleshy tunnel of her ass.
She grunted and groaned in final submission. Her eyes and mouth opened wide in pain and torment as she felt the coarse, wiry hair of his pelvis grind against the soft flesh of her ass-cheeks.
Behind her, Derek swore insanely as he began to fuck with unmerciful precision deep into the soft depths of her ass. He rose higher on his knees in order to gain more power and leverage for the strokes of his ramming cock.
He lunged the full length of his punishing tool into her ass with long, searing strokes. It sucked and pulled her flesh with it on each backward stroke, only to tear her when he lunged forward and buried his cock to the balls again.
Millie was truly terrified now. She was only too aware of the wild transformation in the otherwise soft-spoken, mild-mannered man who now fucked her ass so relentlessly. She heard him muttering gleefully to himself as he grasped and squeezed her buttocks, pulling her anal channel back with a vengeance to meet his thrusts.
"Oh, God ... it hurts. It hurts so much," she moaned, fucking back against him in hopes of bringing him off quickly so he would release her. She began to roll her ass, swinging her buttocks in tiny circles and clasping his cock with her throbbing, pain-racked rectum.
"Yeah ... yes, fuck me back, you bitch! You like it. You know you do, you always have. Fuck my cock with your ass-hole, bitch!"
He threw back his head in lustful ecstasy and watched as the strained skin of her tiny hole pulled back with his cock.
He knew the change was now taking place within her. He drew back with his hips and pounded into her with renewed power. He would fuck it to her now and give her the proof of his good hard cock that he loved her.
He watched the movement of her buttocks and the arching hollows of her back as she worked and ground back against him. Her long blonde hair fell down over her face and around her neck as she squirmed her naked, kneeling body in front of him.
He increased the intensity and speed of his cock into her ass-hole until her breasts jerked and danced below her helplessly bucking body like quivering mounds of jelly.
Millie continued to push back at the thick cock fucking into her from the rear, praying for him to come in her so it would all end. Gradually, she became aware that the hot lubricating juices of her cunt and anus had begun to flow, easing the pain, allowing still more of his cock to be pumped into her. She could feel the sac of his huge balls bouncing off her clitoris where it throbbed between her widespread thighs. With every pounding beat of his balls against her hardened clit, a strange, masochistic joy rippled through her. Even the pain was starting to be strangely pleasurable. She began to wave her ass-cheeks back against him more and more.
"You like it, don't you? Admit it, you love it, don't you?" he panted, slapping the cheeks of her ass violently with his open palms until their quivering whiteness turned a glowing red. Sweat poured from his face as he beat her ass harder and harder. "You like it, don't you ... you fucking cunt!"
"I ... I guess so."
"Then tell me!" he shouted. "Tell me you like me to fuck your butt ... ream your goddamn ass-hole!"
She wanted to tell him to go to hell. But some strange pleasure, sprouting from the increased pain, made her skin ripple with pleasure where he struck her. Maybe she was a whore, maybe that was why, even with the pain, he could bring her off.
"Yes ... yes," she snarled, her lips curling back from her teeth like a she-animal in heat. "Fuck me in the ass, you son-of-a-bitch ... tear me apart with your fucking cock!"
Suddenly, with a groan deep from within her, great floods of seething juices streamed out from the walls of Millie's cunt. They gushed out over his balls where they swung heavily down from the root of his cock. She gave one long, low scream, reaching back with her hands and spreading her buttocks farther apart to give his driving cock even greater access. She thrust her aching rectum up at him with need and want, telling him with her actions that she wanted more. Harder and harder she screwed herself onto the pumping cock.
More juices flowed from her quivering cuntal passage as she tore at her clitoris with her lingers, heightening the come that had already started in her ass-hole.
Then she Collapsed under him, her head burrowing into the mattress as she gave way to everything but his cock.
Derek sensed her climax and drove his prick deep up inside her ass-hole as her legs splayed out on either side of his lunging body. The stinging stream of his hot sperm started deep in the root of his cock and burned its way along the length of his pulsing shaft. With a loud groan of release, it spewed wildly from his cockhead into the depths of her sucking rectum.
He filled her bowels with his juices and felt it overflowing from her contracting anal ring to trickle out and mingle with her own juices that flowed from the seeping lips of her pussy.
With one last, long gasp and spastic jerk of his cock, Derek emptied his load in her quivering ass and collapsed across her body.
They lay like that for nearly an hour, until their bodies recovered and sanity returned.
Then, slowly, he crawled from the bed and stood looking down at her. "Get dressed."
"What?"
"Get dressed!"
"What for?"
"So you can get the fuck out of here."
CHAPTER TEN
She never saw Derek again. She heard about six months later that he had gotten married. It didn't make any difference, anyway. All the men she had fucked had passed the stories around among them; there was no way she could ever land a husband now.
So she had moved, and now she would have a new apartment, in a new town, with a new life. And "this time she would be very careful. From now on, it would be only married couples or husbands. No more stories would be passed around that she was a whore and an easy lay.
She suddenly realized that it was five-thirty. She would have to hurry, her shift started at six. Hurriedly, she dressed and went to the elevator.
"Hi."
Millie turned. It was the young wife that she had watched from across the way. "Hi," Millie returned. "Sally, isn't it?"
They stepped into the elevator together.
"I watched you make it with that moving man this afternoon," Sally said.
Millie giggled. "And I watched you and your husband earlier."
"Do you swing?"
"Whenever I can," Millie replied.
"Why don't you drop over to our place this evening?"
"I'd love to, but I have a date with my fianc'," Millie replied. "His name is Richard. He's a doctor. We're going to be married in six weeks."
"Doesn't he swing?" Sally asked.
"Oh, God, no. He's straight as hell. I'm not even balling him."
"Well, in that case ... why don't you come on over to our place after he brings you home tonight?"
"Sounds swell ... I will." The elevator door opened and Millie stepped out. "See you then."
* * *
Millie was halfway through her shift when she entered Kincaid's room to give him a pill. She closed the door and was about to walk around the screen when she heard the voices of a man and a woman.
The woman's voice belonged to Pamela, a nurse on Millie's shift. But what she was saying was what halted Millie in her tracks and made her peek through the crack in the screen.
"Oh, yes ... yessss, suck my tits, take my whole tit into your mouth, Mr. Kincaid!"
Millie could see clearly. Pamela had all her clothes off and she was in bed with the patient. Millie could hardly believe her ears, but she saw the old man lower his face and take Pamela's nipple into his mouth. He sucked the bud avidly while Pamela moaned in pleasure.
Meanwhile, Pamela's hands were wildly stroking the old man's thick hard-on.
"Jeez," Millie breathed softly, "look what his hands are doing to her pussy."
Millie could see that the old man had at least one and perhaps two fingers buried in Pamela's hairy pussy, and the way she was squealing and gasping with joy added to his excitement.
"That's right, darling," Pamela murmured as her fingers formed a tight ring around the man's stiff cock. "Enjoy sucking my tits and playing with my pussy! Oh, Mr. Kincaid, what a hot piece of ass I'm going to give you when you're ready!"
Millie's eyes almost popped from her head as she watched Kincaid move between the girl's thighs with his rigid, dangling meat. Even from a distance, she could see how puffed and swollen Pamela's cunt lips were, eager to receive the invading cock.
She sucked in her breath sharply as she watched the heavy body of the man lowering itself down on to Pamela's slender torso. She saw the girl's white hands reach between Kincaid's hairy thighs and take hold of that thick, blunt cock. With a grunt like a pig, the fat-bellied man sank down into the cunt of the lovely young nurse. To Millie's surprise, she heard Pamela give an answering grunt that was every bit as wild and animal-like as his prick entered her twat.
Now Millie could hear the creaking of the bed as well as their lustful grunts and moans. She could also hear the juicy sluicing of the thick cock as it skewered into Pamela's soaking pussy.
Millie was rubbing her own cunt through her uniform. It was happening all over again. She was getting so hot that she could hardly stand it.
The more she watched, the more she wanted a hot cock rammed up her own cunt. Oh shit, she thought, why did this have to happen now? Why did I have to see this on my shift?
Then her dress was pulled up and she was wildly ramming two fingers under her panties and into her hot slit. But her gyrations made her lose her balance and she nudged the screen.
"What was that?"
"I don't know ... but don't stop! I think I'm coming!"
"I think someone's behind the screen."
Millie dropped her skirt and quickly slipped from the room. She raced down the hall and slipped into a linen closet. She took off her panties and put them into her pocket. Just as she was about to hike up her skirt and finger-fuck herself, she heard the door open and close, and Richard's voice was close to her ear.
"What's the matter, honey?" he asked. "I saw you running down the hall and coming in here."
She turned to face him. God, he was handsome, and he had a big, fat cock. She knew it when he rubbed against her when they were kissing.
No, she thought, don't! It's only six more weeks. But I can't wait. I need it and I need it now!
"Millie ... what is it."
"Richard ... I want you, now."
"What?"
This time she didn't answer him in words. She unzipped her uniform and let it slip to the floor. He gasped as her blonde bush came into view, and gasped again as her bra was removed and her huge tits spilled out.
"Millie..."
"Fuck me, Richard! Fuck me now!"
Suddenly he was ripping at his clothes. His cock started getting hard the second it was free. Now he was as naked as she, with his clothes strewn around the floor of the tiny room.
He had one thought roaming around in his mind: Why now, all of a sudden? But she spread her legs a little and cupped her breasts toward him, and suddenly he didn't care why. There was nothing in his mind but those soft tits and that sweet pussy.
She moved against him. "Fuck me, Richard.
Don't ask why, just believe me when I say I need it!"
"I believe you," he gasped.
They slipped to the floor. He moved between her quivering thighs, with his hard cock-poised above her golden-haired cunt.
"Yes ... fuck me. Feed your meat to me, Richard," she whimpered. "Fuck me!"
With a mighty growl, he forced apart her legs and thrust his cock deep into her creaming pussy. He felt the hot folds of Millie's cunt tease his throbbing prick. They were both like animals now, fucking furiously.
Richard drove his blood-engorged cock deeper and deeper into her with each thrust, and felt her cream pour out of her cunt. He gripped her firm ass-cheeks and tore them apart, finding the steaming hole between.
Lubricating his long middle finger with her cunt juice, he rammed it full force up into her ass. Her body stiffened. He felt her pussy walls tighten around his throbbing prick. He felt the cum rise from his balls into the shaft of his cock, burning the inner tubes. His prick felt like a volcano about to erupt.
Millie's pussy tightened harder, and he saw her face redden. He really thought he was hurting her, but inflamed now with total passion, he kept up his furious pace. His cum worked its way up to the head of his prick, and he felt it bulge painfully, ready to burst.
Suddenly a half-human cry erupted from Millie's lips. She wrapped her legs around his hips in a crushing grip and pulled herself up toward him, biting at his chest and shoulders until they bled.
From deep within him, he heard a shout as his cock erupted, flooding her cunt with a tremendous wad of steaming spunk. Time and time again he thrust his jerking cock into her and flooded her with jism.
Millie felt her body tighten until she thought it would crumble into a thousand pieces. Then she felt her body float and grow limp. It was his weight that kept her earthbound as she soared off with her orgasm. She hardly felt his body against hers at all.
And then it was over. Her body was calm and her mind returned to normal. And along with reality came fear.
Oh God, she thought, what have I done? I've ruined everything again. She looked up at his face. He didn't want to meet her eyes.
"Richard ... I love you."
"I love you, too." His voice seemed muffled.
What could she do?
Hell, there was only one thing left to do.
"Richard?"
"Yes?"
"Instead of just going out tonight, why don't we visit some friends of mine in my apartment house? They're a fun, young couple, and I'm sure we'd have a good time."
"Okay," he sighed. "Whatever you want."
I've gone this far, Millie thought, might as well go all the way. Maybe it'll be better to find out right away, anyway.
"Richard?"
"Yes."
"Can you come again?"
For an answer, he started moving his hips back and forth, sliding his prick in and out of her clasping, hot pussy.
