"Naughty hot nurse" - читать интересную книгу автора (Ingram David)

CHAPTER TEN

Sarah looked at the crowded bus, almost didn't get on, and then decided her john was probably already at the bar waiting for her. She paid her fare and worked her way slowly through the jammed people to the middle. Then she wished she hadn't gotten on because it was hot and she didn't want to smell sweaty.

The bus stopped at every corner. It was the third stop before she realized the man behind her was unnecessarily pressing against her. Her eyes widened when she felt his cock pressing hard against her ass – he had quite an erection! Without being obvious, she arched her back so she could press back. It felt good, when his prick was snugly pressed into the crack of her ass, especially when she thought about what she was going to do. It felt good, too, since her dress was thin and she wore nothing under it.

She let him snuggle against her for several blocks before she glanced around to make sure no one was paying any attention, and then moved her hand behind her back. She held onto the strap tightly with one hand and circled his cock through his pants with the other. The man moaned audibly. Thus encouraged, she half closed her eyes and deftly opened his pants. Her hand went inside his fly, fumbled to get his tangled shorts out of the way, and wrapped her fingers snugly around his throbbing cock.

Sarah smiled inwardly as she slowly masturbated the stranger and almost laughed aloud when he gave a loud grunt and she felt his wetness in her hand. She continued stroking his prick until he pulled away. She brought her hand back, contemplating putting her sticky fingers in her mouth, but wiped them on the blouse of the woman standing in front of her, instead. It was a rough riding bus and Sarah said excuse me as if it was an accident, so the woman was none the wiser. The man made a hasty exit at the next stop.

Sarah felt completely depraved and thoroughly turned-on. She had masturbated a man on a crowded bus without so much as seeing his face. If she met him on the street she wouldn't know who he was, but he would know her. She shivered, her belly hot with desire. She was ready for the man waiting for her at the bar, ready to sell her body for the first time. She arrived at the bar ready, willing, and eager.

The man was already there, sitting in a booth in the back. He waved the instant she entered the door. She walked slowly through the bar, aware that several male eyes were on her, and slid into the booth beside him.

"Hi!" he said. "Want a drink?"

"Of course," Sarah answered.

"I was afraid you weren't going to show up."

"I said I'd be here," she snapped. "Had to take the fucking bus. It was hot."

Her drink can't and she downed it without stopping. "Another?" she said, holding up the glass.

"You shouldn't drink so fast when you're overheated," he said, and turned her face and kissed her. "You smell good."

"You must like the smell of sweat," she said, then smiled, her disposition suddenly improved by his remark. Her drink arrived and she picked it up. "I need this one, too. I'll be nicer now."

"Take your time, baby, we got all night," he said.

"Oh. Well, I'd better tell you now, I can't stay all night. Something came up and I have until ten. No longer." She had a date with Barry after his evening class. He said he had something important to ask her and she knew he was going to ask her to marry him. She planned to accept.

The man's face darkened as he looked at his watch. "Goddamn, I'd planned for all night. It's almost seven now, that's only three hours."

She put her palm against his face and kissed him. "I'll be good. You won't be disappointed," she said, and ran her tongue across his lips. "Okay then, how…"

"Same price," she said quickly. She had already decided that a hundred was too cheap for all night. "I said I'd be good. I'll get your gun off as many times as you can get it up."

"You conned me, you fucking little tramp. I oughta beat the shit out of you," he said, grabbing her wrist.

"You're hurting me," she said.

He let go and grabbed her drink. "No two-bit whore is going to take me to the cleaners," he snarled.

"Fine. Just fine-fucking-dandy, you asshole," Sarah said, and slid out of the booth. "I wouldn't fuck you for a thousand bucks." She went to the bar and sat down.

The man watched her slide her luscious ass onto the bar stool and regretted his quick temper. She was worth a C for three hours, maybe even more. He was going to go and sit beside her and apologize, but another man beat him to the stool. The seat on her other side was already occupied. He sat biding his time for another chance, but it never came. She had one drink with the man beside her and they left together.

She slid close to her new man after they got in the car. She held his face in her hands while they kissed long and hard. It excited her to kiss and she was very excited now.

"Now remember," she said, "you have to have me back to the university's student union by nine o'clock." She had told him she was a student.

They kissed again and she felt his hand under her dress. She opened her legs and reached for his cock. He already had a hard-on and his cock was big, nice and big. She put her hand on his to stop him before he reached her cunt.

"Wait until we get to the motel," she said. "You can leave your hand on my leg, I like it there, and I'll play with you, but don't go any higher… yet." She quickly unzipped him, eager to get her hand on his prick. She slipped inside his pants, her heart pounding, and circled his cock. God, it felt so good, so big and so hot!

It was fortunate that the motel was close by because she stroked him while he drove. If it had been farther, she surely would have made him came. She was so thrilled with his cock she wanted it in her hand and in her mouth and in her cunt. She couldn't decide which to do first, she just knew she wanted his prick everywhere.

Once in the room, they quickly embraced. He lifted her skin and put his hand between her warm thighs. "Can I go higher now?" he asked with a smile.

She brought her legs together, squeezing his hands with her thighs. "I'll seriously doubt your good intentions if you don't." She relaxed her legs and felt his hand travel upward. She eased her thighs open until he was cupping her pussy. "Oh God, you can do anything you want, now, just so you fuck me. I want to be fucked, fucked, and fucked some more!" she moaned.

"You're either a hot little whore or a hell of an actress," he said, pushing his finger up into her wet cunt.

"Yes, yes," Sarah cried, "I'm a hot little whore. I'm not acting. I want you to fuck me. I love fucking. Take your finger out and put something bigger in my pussy!"

He watched her whirl away and strip off what few clothes she wore. She was magnificent, her body perfection. He'd had a few play-for-pay girls before, but never one quite like this, never one so eager.

Sarah turned down the bed and stretched out on her back. With a beckoning motion of her hand, she raised her knees and spread herself open. "Clot your clothes off and come here. I want you inside me."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Soon," he said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Wow, some rock," Jack said.

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

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

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

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

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

"It showed," Jack said.

"Do it again," Sarah said.

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

"I liked that," Sarah said. She reached down and gripped his cock. "I like this, too."

Jack groaned. "It's yours if you want it," he said.

"I want it," Sarah said and got his pants open. Her hand slithered inside. "I'll have Barry take me right home." She gave him her address.

She slowly stroked his prick inside his pants. She could feel his cock grow, the thick vein pulsing against her hand. His prick was hot, smooth and big and powerful. God, she loved playing with a guy's cock! She knew she would love having this prick shoved into her cunt, too. Maybe she would let him spend the night with her.

Yes, Sarah would marry Barry, put him through school and even pay for her own ring. But there would be plenty of diversions and they would be even more exciting after she was a married woman.