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

CHAPTER SIX

Sarah moved out the next morning. She packed two bags and, without speaking to her mother, took them out to Elaine's car and drove away. She avoided Elaine as much as possible and after work she moved into Ruth Van Arsdale's apartment.

"My God, Ruth, I can't afford a place like this," Sarah said, the moment she walked into the luxurious apartment.

"Don't worry about it. We'll figure out how much you can afford and that's what you'll pay. My daddy pays for most of it, anyway," Ruth said.

Sarah discovered a whole new lifestyle with Ruth.

Van Arsdale, one that she adapted to very quickly.

Ruth was a very voluptuous young woman and ran around the apartment in her panties and bra much of the time – or panties and no bra, or bra and no panties, or even wearing nothing. Sarah was shocked at first, but soon was copying her. Ruth drank a lot and Sarah copied that, too.

Several days later, when Sarah was sure no one would be home, she and Ruth went and got the rest of Sarah's belongings.

She met Ruth's parents a week after she moved in. They were quite rich and her mother was a real snob, openly indicating that Sarah was inferior and not a suitable roommate for her daughter. Her father was terribly attractive, his hair paying at the temples like a movie star, and he was still quite trim. He was obviously a dirty old man, too, a dedicated lecher that both leered at and approved of Sarah.

Several nights later, after working an evening shift, Sarah returned to the apartment. It had been a long and tedious day and since Ruth was no where about she decided to turn in early. She went to the small bar in the corner, poured a couple of shots of bourbon over some ice, and went to her bedroom.

After stripping, she sat on the edge of the bed sipping the bourbon and smoking, wondering where Ruth had gone. When the bourbon and cigarette were gone, she decided she was too tired to do anything but roll into bed in the nude. She had just begun to doze when she heard the front door open and decided to say good night to Ruth. She was up and almost in the front room when she heard a man's voice. She pecked into the room and saw Ruth and her father.

"Where is your attractive roommate tonight?" Drew Van Arsdale asked, seating himself on the couch.

"I told you she's working," Ruth answered.

Sarah wanted to tell them where she was, but couldn't since she was nude.

"So you did," Van Arsdale said. "I think I'll have a toddy before I go."

"But Mother's waiting in the car," Ruth said.

"Let her wait. A little Scotch over ice, please." Ruth went to the bar. "I think I'll have a beer." She giggled. "God, I'm a little tight already. Mother doesn't approve when I drink so much."

"Your mother doesn't approve of anything," Drew said. He then did an astounding thing: he dropped off the couch onto all fours, made his way to where Ruth was standing, and brought his face up under her dress.

Ruth looked back over her shoulder at her father. "Drew, you shouldn't do that, it's naughty," she squealed, but moved her feet apart so he could get up between her legs.

Drew made a muffled reply that neither Ruth or Sarah, still peeking from the hallway, could hear. Sarah blushed crimson…

Drew Van Arsdale continued to nuzzle his daughter from behind. His head, tented her skirt out, revealing most of the backs of her thighs. He gripped both of her legs now, his mouth up against her crotch, kissing and wetly sucking at her panties.

Ruth reached back to press against his head. "Yes… Daddy, I like that, but Mother is waiting in the car." She pressed his head harder with her hands and hunched down against his sucking mouth. "Oh hell, Mother can wait. Yeah, fuck Mother." Ruth giggled, tossing her head back. "Of course you don't fuck Mother, not anymore, anyway. You'd rather fuck me, wouldn't you, Drew?"

In the hall, Sarah's cheeks burned. In her wildest fantasies she had never imagined anything like that! She felt like she was an intruder, like she was betraying her friend, like… But she couldn't resist and continued to watch.

Drew had pushed Ruth's tiny crotchband to the side and was avidly sucking at her cunt, his tongue alternately riding hard over her clit and going up inside her pussy.

"Oh Drew, Drew, my darling Daddy. Let me get my pants off," Ruth cried.

Drew pulled his head out from under her skirt and sat back on his haunches while his daughter removed her skirt and panties. Ruth planted her feet far apart and bent over and grasped her ankles.

"I'm ready now, Drew. Eat me!" she said.

Drew started on his task, licking the insides of her legs from her ankles up to her crotch. Ruth let go of her ankles and reached up and spread her ass cheeks wide and Drew clamped his mouth to her asshole. He held onto her thighs and moved back and forth from her cunt to her ass.

"Oh God, I've created a monster," Ruth cried. "You can't keep your face out of my pussy. Eat me, Drew, eat me. Eat my pussy and ass." Ruth looked down at her father through her legs. "Oh Goddamn, I like a leg and ass man the best, lover. I'm soft all over, but the insides of my thighs are the softest part of me. Sit down between my legs, Daddy. Stretch your legs out and take out your cock. I want to see it stick out of your pants all hard. I want to see you pull on it while you suck my cunt."

Drew sat on the floor between her legs and opened his pants. His cock came out into his hand. It was long and fat and hard. His face went back up to her cunt.

Sarah stood in the hall, flushed and hot. Her hand went between her legs and she started masturbating. She knew she should be shocked and disgusted, but she was turned on. It was the most thrilling sight she had ever seen. She stared at the huge cock in Drew's hand. It was easily the largest she had ever seen. It looked wonderful and she wanted it, too, wanted it up inside her. Oh God, she wanted to be fucked so badly!

"God, God, hold me up, Drew. It feels so good!" Ruth cried. "Cover me with your mouth, Daddy, I need to pee. I want to piss in your mouth!" She hunched down hard against her father's mouth. "Oooooohhh, Goddamn, I love to do that to you. I couldn't have held it, anyway. Oh, wow, take it, take it all you sonofabitch, you daughter fucker, you dirty old daughter fucker."

Sarah was appalled at what she was witnessing. Ruth was peeing right into his mouth and not a drop was spilling! It was disgusting, but not enough to turn her off. No, it was making her hotter and she let a second finger slide into her cunt. She stood grunting and masturbating, her whole body vibrating from the thrill of her own hands.

"Aw shit, I enjoyed that," Ruth cried, loosening her grip on Drew's head. "You're so sweet to let me do that. I love it so and it makes me so hot, so ready. I'm ready, Daddy, ready for your cock. Fuck me now. Fuck me and fuck me and fuck me!"

Ruth stepped away from her father and stripped all the way. She walked over to the couch and stretched out on her back. "Come over here, lover, and take me. Fuck me good."

Drew Van Arsdale got to his feet and glanced around the room. "Wouldn't it be better in the bedroom?" he said.

"No, I want it on the couch."

"What if Sarah comes home?"

"She won't," Ruth said.

"The hell!" Sarah said under her breath. "I'm already here." She had already come and leaned heavily against the wall where she could continue to watch. She wanted to see if he would really fuck his daughter.

"Take your clothes off, too, Drew. I want to feel you naked against me," Ruth said.

He shrugged and started to unbutton his shirt. He preferred to be nude, too, and if Ruth wasn't worried about her roommate popping in he wasn't either.

From the hall, Sarah watched eagerly. She wanted to see this man nude, wanted a good long look at his big cock. She gave a little gasp when he finally stood in the buff. He was still lean with practically no paunch and his cock was immense and stood straight out from the thick clump of hair below his belly. She felt her juices start all over again.

Drew walked over to his daughter, his thick cock wagging from side to side. "You bitch," he said. "You beautiful, adorable wanton bitch. You're a slut, Ruth, a cock hungry slut and I love you. I'm going to fuck you now, you lovely creature."

He lowered himself on top of her and she grabbed his face and pulled it down for a long, deep kiss. "Yes, fuck me," she hissed, then whispered, "Sarah is already home and she's watching us from the hall. Don't lack, I want her to watch."

Drew groaned, hotter than ever, and pressed his cock to her pussy. Ruth reached down and guided it in. His cock head spread her wet lips and pushed inside. She groaned and spread her legs wider while he slowly pushed his big prick deep inside.

"Oh, God, that feels good! You're so big and so hard. Keep going, get it all in. Hit bottom, Daddy, hit bottom, I want every inch you've got."

He rammed his cock in to the hilt, then drew it out a little and started fucking. Ruth's arms went around his neck and her hips came up to meet each thrust. They fucked for several minutes before Ruth's legs finally came up and over his back and they began to move as one in a steady, pounding rhythm.

"Aw shit, that feels so good! I love to fuck, just love it," Ruth gasped.

Sarah watched avidly, her eyes wide with another. It was a sight erotic beyond imagination to watch a father fuck his own daughter. She stood rubbing her hands up and down her thighs, wanting to masturbate again, but thinking she shouldn't. She wondered how Ruth could take such a huge prick, yet she took it all the way and gurgled for more. It was obvious how much the girl enjoyed his cock because she was literally bucking now, bucking under him like a wild mare. Was she coming? God, it must feel good! God, she wished she were getting that big prick! Her hand was between her legs again and she started masturbating, slower this time, wanting it to last.

"She's still there, still watching," Ruth whispered. "I'm going to come, honey, I'm going to come!" she screamed loud and clear. "Oh, Goddamn, I'm coming… Fuck, fuck, fuck… give it to me, Daddy, fuck me, make me come more!"

Drew shoved his cock into his daughter, fucking with long, deliberate strokes. She jerked and twisted and he fucked faster, his own release nearing.

"Jesus, baby, what a, fuck! You are the best. You were made to fuck. I'm close, baby, I'm close. I'm gonna come, honey, I'm gonna come inside your cunt. Are you ready?" he cried, his cock drawn out until just the head remained in her pussy.

"Yes, yes!" Ruth gasped.

"Okay, here I come, baby. Awwwww, fuck, that feels good!" he yelled.

He nuzzled the head of his cock in the mouth of her cunt for a few fleeting seconds and then pushed in slowly, the thick goo spurting. He went all the way in, pulled back, and repeated, pushing his prick in a little faster than the first time. He kept this up, grunting loudly each time, until he had emptied his nuts in his daughter's pussy.

Her legs slid down off his back and he fell heavily against her. Both were breathing hard. Sarah was breathing hard, too, her hand busy between her legs. And then her orgasm blossomed gloriously, starting in her cunt and flowering out through her whole body. It was a hard come, an exquisite come. A smile spread over her face, her knees buckled, and she slumped slowly to the floor, exhausted, the good feeling consuming her. "God, that was good," Ruth said.

"It was better than good," her father said.

"It sure was," Sarah moaned softly, her fingers still toying in the wet, tangled hair between her legs.

Drew raised up and sat on the edge of the couch, his cock wet and sticky, a limp and pittance of what it had been. Ruth rolled off the couch and sat on the floor in front of him.

"It looks so little and weak, so completely pitiful," she said, looking up at him. "I love it like this, too. I love to suck it when I can get the whole thing in my mouth." She lifted his prick up in her fingers and held it in front of her half open mouth. "It's messy, Drew, all sticky and messy, but I'm going to make love to it with my mouth, anyway. I love your cock, Drew."

She took it into her mouth, all of it, all the way to his prickly hair, and sucked, hungrily nursing as if his cock were big nipple on a bottle.

"Yes, baby, suck your daddy's cock. It won't get hard, not after the fucking you gave it, but get it nice and clean and maybe I'll take your mother home and stick it into her. I haven't fucked your mother in a long time, but I think I will tonight. She won't like it and she'll fight, but I'm going to fuck her even if I have to rape her. Actually, it's the only way I'll be able to get another hard-on. I know I'll get hard if I slap her around a little and then force myself on her. I had to rape her the first time I fucked her, too. She threatened to divorce me, but she never will. She likes the money and position she has as my wife. It's the only way she can come, anyway. She always comes when I rape her."

"She's frigid, Ruth, your mother is frigid unless she is raped, and then she becomes a tiger, an insatiable tiger wanting far more than I or any man give. Her own father raped her when she was ten years old. She didn't submit like you do, didn't want it, like you do. She was forced against her will. He was a judge and a deacon in the church and he was a low-down sonofabitch. I would never rape you, my darling. I fuck you because you want it as much as I."

He stopped talking and pulled back, freeing his cock from her sucking mouth. "Stop! I'm getting hard. I don't want to spill in your mouth. Not tonight, any other night, but not tonight. I could never get it up a third time, not even for rape."

He stood up, his cock hard again and jutting proudly from his crotch. He walked to his clothing and started dressing.

Sarah sat in the hall watching, still drugged by her powerful orgasm and fascinated by the debauchery of incest. She watched Drew's prick wave from the thick mat of dark hair, wanting it even now. It was a huge cock, longer and thicker than any she had ever seen. She wanted it and knew that eventually she would get it. Yes, she knew that she would let Ruth's father fuck her, even instigate it if necessary. She would suck that prick too, something she had never done, something she had never had any urge to do. But now she wanted his cock in her mouth, as well as in her hands and cunt.

Drew finished dressing and prepared to leave. Ruth sat on the couch, still nude, a fresh drink in one hand, a cigarette in the other.

"Good night, Father. Give my love to Mother," she said.

"Good night, my darling, and I'll do just that. I'll give her something else, too."

"Give it to her good. Rape her and make her come hard. God, I wish I could watch."

"I wish you could, too. And flow it's good night, my lamb, and give my love to your darling roommate."

"I'll let you give her that yourself."

"With your permission, I'm looking forward to it."

"Oh my God, yes," Sarah moaned and crept silently to her bedroom.

Sarah got into bed and lay staring into the darkness. She suddenly felt very guilty: guilty for having watched Ruth and her father, guilty for masturbating, guilty for letting Elaine Emerson make love to her and guilty for returning the favor, guilty for jacking-off patients, guilty for fucking with a patient and an intern, guilty even for fucking with Barry. She felt the heat rise in her cheeks and the tears well in her eyes. She was about to cry when there was a soft rap on her door.

"GO away," she said.

The door opened. "Can I come in, Sarah?" Ruth said.

"I said go away," Sarah said.

The door closed. "I want to talk to you," Ruth said, already in the room. She crossed the room and sat on the bed beside Sarah.

"I saw what you did with your father, I saw the whole thing," Sarah blurted and moved away.

"Yes, I know."

"What do you mean, you know?"

"I saw you peeking around the corner. I knew you were there from the very start."

"And you went right ahead?"

"Of course. When I get the hots for my daddy an earthquake wouldn't stop me. Besides, you'd have been disappointed if we had stopped."

"No! I, I…" Sarah stammered.

"Don't lie to me, Sarah. But worse than that, don't lie to yourself. You enjoyed watching us fuck. It turned you on and you masturbated while you watched. Don't be ashamed of your feelings, honey." Ruth reached out in the darkness and touched Sarah.

"Don't touch me," Sarah cried, recoiling.

Ruth shrugged and withdrew her hand. "Do you have any cigarettes in here?"

"On the table." Sarah heard her fumbling with the pack. "Light me one, too," she said.

The lighter clicked, illuminating the room. Sarah saw that Ruth was still nude. The quick, bright light accented Ruth's fabulous body. Her large tits looked very white and the nipples very dark even though they were a pale pink like most blonde's nipples. And then the light was gone and Sarah felt suddenly excited at the sight of Ruth's fabulous torso, but she resisted the feeling, gritting her teeth. The two cigarettes glowed in the dark. Ruth handed her one and she sat up and drew the smoke in deep.

She leaned across the bed and snapped on the little lamp. She looked at Ruth's nude body, felt a tightening in her throat, and quickly shook two more cigarettes from the dwindling pack, lit them, and put one between Ruth's lips. Her hand lingered against Ruth's cheek for an instant, then darted away. Ruth reached out and squeezed Sarah's hand. Sarah didn't pull back. "Light a couple more smokes."

Ruth crossed her legs Indian fashion, opening her cunt. Sarah stared at the wet slit. The lips were fat and pouty, much fuller than Elaine's. She tore her eyes away and lit the cigarettes, her hand trembling a little when she handed Ruth hers.

"Daddy fucked me regularly after that and it got better and better. It still seems to get better every time."

Sarah felt let down. She had expected a better story – more graphic, more erotic. "Weren't you afraid your mother would come up when you and your father were, uh…"

"Fucking," Ruth said.

"Yes, fucking. Weren't you worried that she would catch you?"

"No way. She knows we fuck. She knew we were up here fucking tonight while she waited in the car, but she won't admit it. To catch us in the act would force her to admit it. She couldn't take that. Sometimes I think she gets her jollies knowing we are doing it. My mother is strange, lots of hang-ups."

Sarah wasn't interested in Ruth's mother's hang-ups. She was interested in her own hang-ups, her own desires. "How could your father make you suck him? Didn't you hate it, the first time at least?"

"No. It was a game the first time and I loved it."

"What do you get out of it?"

"Oh, I get plenty. He enjoys it and I enjoy making him happy. It turns me on, too, makes me ready to fuck."

"I don't see how you can do it."

"You've got a lot to learn, honey. It's good, real good, a treat every girl should give her man, and herself. You should try it, Sarah, if you haven't already."

"I haven't and I don't think I could do it."

"Well, that's your loss, honey," Ruth said. "What does it taste like, Ruth?"

"Not much taste, really. Hot, though. Not heat hot, but spice hot. It leaves a burning sensation in your throat."

"Won't it make you sick?"

"For a girl who says she couldn't do it, you sure are interested in cocksucking. I can tell you it's better than eating pussy."

"Why did you say that?"

"No special reason. But it is."

"Have you tried it? Eating cunt, I mean."

"Once," Ruth said.

"With Elaine?"

"Yes, with Elaine. She got to you, too, didn't she?"

Sarah hesitated, then said, "Like you – once."

"Sarah, you've been staring at my cunt for a long time. Do you want to kiss it?"

"I'm not queer, if that's what you mean."

"I didn't mean anything and I don't think you're queer." Ruth spread her legs wide, reached down with both hands, and opened her pussy lips. "Take a good look, Sarah, and if you want to kiss it. I don't mind. Do you?"

She was pretty drunk and she knew it. "Yes," she said, "I want to kiss your pussy."

Ruth leaned back, her legs wide open. "Be my guest."

Sarah stretched out on her belly between Ruth's legs and brought her face close. The heady aroma of ripe cunt assailed her nostrils and she liked it, and knew that she was going to do more than kiss it. She reached out with her hands and felt the softness of Ruth's body. Then she slid them up her thighs, across her belly, and up to cup her tits. Her tits were big and soft and the nipples were already standing hard. Ruth wanted it, too, and Sarah knew it. She dropped her lips to the inside of one of Ruth's thighs and started kissing, her fingers pinching Ruth's nipples.

"Oh my God, you're a hot bitch, Sarah! And I called you naive," Ruth moaned and lifted her ass to get her cuff closer to Sarah's lips. "Yes, eat me! For Christ's sake, eat me!"

Sarah kissed lightly at both her thighs and up and around the soft bush of blonde hair. She made the same journey twice before she let her lips slide slowly down into the hair. Her tongue glided the length of her cunt, lightly at first, and then with more pressure. The pussy opened to the eager tongue. It was wet and slippery and Sarah pushed in, her tongue going into Ruth's cunt as far as she could get it.

"Oh, oh, that's good! Goddamn you, Sarah! Good? Good!" Ruth cried. Ruth's hands went down to grab for Sarah's head. Her fingers twined in Sarah's thick, dark hair, pulling them even closer together. "Oh my God, I… feels so good… had no idea. Honey, honey, I like this!"

The amount of slippery goo in Ruth's cunt was unbelievable. It wasn't all from Ruth, it couldn't be. It was come, man come, Ruth's daddy's come. Sarah sucked the stuff into her mouth, gobs of it, and rolled it in her mouth and then swallowed. She was swallowing the stuff from a man's prick, swallowing it and sucking for more. Ruth's clit protruded hard from the warm folds and Sarah bit it, not hard, but enough to make Ruth jerk.

"Oh fuck, Sarah! Do that some more," Ruth cried.

Sarah took her clit between her teeth and slowly dragged its length. It was unusually large and seemed to quiver and vibrate all by itself. Sarah continued to manipulate it with her teeth.

"I'm coming! Awwww shit, I'm coming!" Ruth screamed. She held Sarah fast by the hair, writhing in the throes of orgasm. "Goddamn, Goddamn, Goddamn, I like that feeling. Good! Oh fuck, that feels good!"

Ruth jerked stiffly for almost a minute and then went limp. She let go of Sarah's hair and pushed her away. "That's enough, baby. Can't take any more," she said.

Sarah pulled back and sat up. She swayed drunkenly, her eyes glazed, her lips and chin wet from Ruth's pussy.

"You know you sucked my daddy's come out of my cunt?" Ruth said.

Sarah smiled dumbly and nodded.

"You liked it, didn't you?"

Again Sarah nodded.

"You'd get him fuck you if he tried, wouldn't you?"

For the third time, Sarah nodded in the affirmative.

"You poor baby," Ruth soothed. "You're so fucking drunk you don't know what you're doing." Ruth sat up and pushed Sarah over, who fell in a heap. She was all but passed out. "I think it was what you wanted to do, though. The booze just let you do it." She got out of bed and tucked Sarah in, patting her cheek lovingly. "We won't make a practice of this, honey, but it sure was good, much better than with Elaine."

Sarah was out cold. She snored softly, a big smile on her lips.