Nick Eastwood
The horny housekeeper

CHAPTER ONE

Katie Conners lay on her bed daydreaming. The statuesque young blonde was smiling as she thought of Professor Mark Davis, her instructor in modern history. In Katie's fantasy he was slipping into her bedroom and taking off his clothes. Soon they'd be making fantastic love.

Katie's healthy young body was responding to her fantasy. She felt her tits swelling, her nipples going stiff with desire. Her pussy began to cream. She imagined Mark running his hands over every inch of her sleek soft body.

He'd kiss her face, her neck, then work his way down to her large firm tits. She gave a little moan of desire as she imagined his slick hot tongue teasing her engorged nipples. He'd work his way lower, till he was tonguing the swollen hot flesh of her gash.

"Oh, shit!" Katie sighed. "Who am I kidding? This isn't going to work."

It was a damned nice fantasy, but that's all it was – just her imagination. Mark wasn't there, and he never would be. She wouldn't be making love to him again for three long months. She wondered if she could keep her sanity that long. Her body was starved for his loving.

Katie was on vacation from college, and to earn money she'd taken a summer job as housekeeper to a family named Lane. She was on twenty-four hour duty, and she had no time for a social life. Besides, her lover, Professor Davis, had gone to Europe for the summer.

She needed the money very badly, but she hated the job. The Lanes were very weird people, not much fun to be around. There was the mother, Alice, hugely obese and neurotic.

The father, Gene, seemed like a nice guy, but he was totally henpecked. Their son Rusty was a bookworm and a bore.

Right now Gene was at work, Rusty was in his room reading, and Alice was in bed being a professional invalid. The woman was so fat, she could hardly walk. She needed a housekeeper to do the chores and cook the meals, but she was always driving them away with her nasty temper.

Katie wouldn't have stayed on if she hadn't needed the job. Right now she had a little break before it was time to start dinner. She'd come to her room to lie down and think about Mark, but that had been a mistake. Thinking about him made her so horny, she wanted to scream. Still, she couldn't get her mind off her handsome teacher, and her thoughts drifted back to the first time they'd made love.

It was early in the fall term, and Mark was handing back some exams he'd graded.

"Miss Conners," he said to Katie, "I'd like to talk to you privately about your exam."

"Of course, Professor Davis," Katie said, turning pale.

She'd been sure she'd done well on the test, but why was the professor calling her to his office? She found out later that afternoon. Mark was waiting for her, and after she'd entered his office and closed the door, he began to smile.

"What is it, Professor?" Katie asked anxiously. "What did I do wrong?"

"Not a thing," he said pleasantly. "And please, call me Mark. Sit down. I just wanted to get to know you a little better."

Katie was relieved, but she still felt puzzled. The professor had hundreds of students, so why was he singling her out for friendship? Oh, she knew she was pretty and that she had a very nice body, but she certainly wasn't the best student in Mark's class.

She took a seat on a big leather couch, and Mark walked over and joined her. He really was a handsome man, maybe in his early thirties, and he was fantastically built. Other students had said that he worked out and ran every day. Katie felt really turned on by him.

"Did you know that my wife's a professor, too?" he asked. "She's in archaeology, and she's spending a year in Africa digging up bones and things. I'm very lonely."

He slipped his arm around Katie's shoulders and moved in for a kiss. Katie was totally surprised. She'd come here to discuss her course work, and now the guy was putting the make on her. His mouth closed hotly over hers, and she felt his tongue sliding between her lips.

"Mmmmmmm." Katie moaned.

Mark was the best kisser she'd ever met. He just turned her to jelly. Katie had been dating since junior high, and she'd even gone all the way a few times, but Mark was the first adult male in her life. He was experienced, sophisticated, and very confident. She felt dizzy with desire for him.

He kissed her till she was creaming right through her panties. He probed her mouth with his hot tongue and ran his hands over her firm sleek body. Suddenly Katie didn't care if he was married. She didn't care that she hardly knew the man. Whatever he wanted to do with her, she was ready for it. She shivered with longing.

Mark drew back and smiled at her. "I guess you didn't mind that too much, did you?" he asked calmly.

"N-no," Katie stuttered. "I wouldn't mind if you did it again, Professor – I mean, Mark."

He kissed her again, cramming her mouth with his big hot tongue. He deftly unbuttoned her blouse and drew it open. With one hand he reached behind her and unhooked her bra. This guy had definitely been around. Katie was positive she wasn't the first student he'd seduced.

She didn't care about that, either. Here was her chance to make love with an adult male who knew what he was doing. She wasn't going to pass it up. She didn't make a murmur of protest as he slid his hands onto her naked tits and began molding and squeezing the sensitive melons.

Her large pink nipples stiffened under his caressing fingers. She creamed uncontrollably, soaking through her panties. No man had ever turned her on like this. But then she'd dated only clumsy and inexperienced boys. She couldn't control herself around this confident older man.

Mark eased her down on the couch and broke the kiss. Katie lay there flushed and panting as he fondled her gorgeous big tits. She was squirming with horniness by now, and she just couldn't stop her hot creaming. She couldn't kid herself, either. She wanted the handsome professor to fuck her silly. If he wanted to, she wasn't going to resist.

"Mmmmmm, Mark, you're getting me so excited!" she moaned.

"Good," he said. "We're going to have a wonderful time together, Katie."

Katie was sure of that. She just lay there and gurgled with excitement as he teased her nipples into long stiff nubs. He dipped his head down, stuck out his tongue, and began lashing it over her engorged nipples. It felt so sensuous, she couldn't help moaning and writhing.

Mark must have seen that she wouldn't fight him. He didn't ask permission to take off her jeans and panties. He just did it. She lay there naked and trembling as he studied her small, neat blonde bush. He slid his hands between her thighs and touched the scorching wet flesh of her gash.

"You're very turned on, aren't you, Katie?" he asked gently.

"Yes, I am!" she moaned.

"Excellent," he said. "This is going to be great. I want you to take my clothes off now. Don't worry, the door is locked."

At that point Katie didn't care about the door, either. She didn't care if somebody walked in on them. She started pulling off Mark's clothes and ogling his hard tan body. When she got down to his shorts, her hands were shaking. She peeled the shorts carefully down over the big hard bulge at his crotch.

She gave a hoarse little moan when she saw his cock. It was the biggest one she'd ever seen, and it was hard as steel. It wagged stiffly before him, oozing thick globs of cream. The wrist thick shaft bulged with blue veins. Katie petted the engorged hot column of meat.

Mark snorted with lust. His handsome face was flushed, his eyes hot with desire. He studied her tall stacked body and gave a low growl of lust. While she petted his cock, he sawed a finger stiffly over her clit and gave her a hot steady buzz of pleasure.

"Oooooooh, God!" Katie whimpered.

She loved having her pussy played with, but not many of the guys she'd dated could do it right. They were either too rough or too timid. But Mark had exactly the right touch. He just moved his finger back and forth over her swollen clit, and somehow the speed and pressure was perfect.

Katie creamed all over his hand. She couldn't help it. She was shaking with need. She clutched his huge hard cock and squeezed it, signaling her urgent need for it. Mark gently peeled her fingers off his prick, then spread her legs wide and bent down, totally exposing her swollen wet cunt slit. His smile was both sexy and soothing.

"I've been wanting to fuck you since the day you walked into my class," he said. "God, I'm going to love this."

He lowered himself onto her, and Katie just moaned and spread her legs wider. She'd never been more eager to fuck. Mark socked the hard head of his prick against her moist cuntal opening, stretching her delicate pussy lips wide. She soaked his cock head with a helpless burst of molten cream.

"You want to fuck me, don't you, Katie?" he asked.

"God, yes!" she whimpered. "Come on, honey, stick it in me! Fuck me!"

Mark snorted lustily and pushed into her. He did it steadily but slowly, savoring every inch of penetration as he sheathed his throbbing cock into her delicious tight young cunt. Katie creamed furiously and sobbed with pleasure. She clawed the couch as her teacher pushed his big hard cock to her womb.

"Ahhhhhh, shit, yessssss!" she cried.

"Unmmnhhhh, yes, so tight!" Mark groaned. He slid his hands under her firm little ass and clutched it. Holding her writhing pelvis steady, he began to fuck her in long, slow, sensuous strokes. Katie loved it. She clung to him, clawing his shoulders and whimpering with excitement. She creamed so hard that the molten juice overflowed her cunt and soaked his belly and balls. She'd never been fucked like this before.

It seemed like all her fucking had been done in a hurry. It had happened in cars, in dorms, places where it was dangerous to get it on. Mark was the first guy who'd ever taken his time with her, savoring every moment. He seemed to gorge himself on the hot sensations of fucking. "You like it, honey?" he asked huskily.

"Oh, God, yes!" Katie whimpered. "Just fuck me forever, don't stop!"

"I'll fuck you good, don't worry!" he panted. "You won't leave here horny!"

Katie hoped he could do that. Often those hurried fucks had left her unsatisfied. The guy would get off, but she'd want more. Maybe this time she'd get all the fucking her horny young body craved. Mark firmed his grip on her hot little ass and fucked into her steadily faster and harder.

His technique drove her wild. Slowly but steadily he increased the speed and force of his fucking, and Katie fucked right back at him, jerking her hips to his rhythm. She arched her body till her ass left the couch, taking his pistoning cock as deep as she could get it. Suddenly she realized that she was right on the verge of coming.

"Ohhhhhh, shit, ooooooh!" she sobbed.

"Yes, I'll get you off!" Mark panted.

He knew she was ready to come, and he instantly took her over the edge. He ground his hard thick shaft against her swollen clit, and it was just like setting off a bomb. Katie felt her body exploding with pleasure. She went into powerful convulsions of release.

"Unnnnnhhhhh, Mark, you did it, I'm cominggggg!" she wailed.

Mark sawed his steel-hard cock, over her squirting clit, making her orgasm the most powerful and extended come she'd ever had. She almost blacked out with the pleasure. But when she finished coming, his prick was still deep inside her and as hard as before.

"You didn't get off!" she gasped.

"I will," he said, leering at her. "I just haven't had enough of you yet."

He wasn't kidding. He went on fucking her till she wondered if she could come any more. It had been the most fantastic sexual experience of her young life. And whenever they met after that, Mark would fuck her to delicious exhaustion.

Now they were separated for the summer, and Katie was going out of her mind with horniness. As she lay on her bed thinking about Mark and his fantastic fucking, she slid her hand down inside her panties and started playing with herself. She hadn't done that since junior high.

"Mmmmmm, uuuummmmmm!" she sighed. She just couldn't resist beating off. She needed to come so badly, and Mark wouldn't be there to help her out till September. She ran her index finger stiffly over her engorged slick clit, giving herself a steady buzz of pleasure. She soaked her finger with scalding juice.

"Ooooooh, shit, gotta get off!" she moaned. She reminded herself to be quiet. She didn't want Alice or Rusty to hear her. She worked her cream-soaked finger faster and faster ova her engorged supersensitive clit and felt herself soaring towards orgasm. Just a few more strokes and she'd get the relief she needed so badly.

"Unnnnnhhhh, ooooooh!" she moaned, pressing her face into the pillow to muffle her cries of pleasure.

She jerked her finger with lightning speed over her throbbing joy button. It would have been a lot more exciting to feel Mark's giant cock hammering in her cunt, but this was the best she could do for the next three months. It had damned well better do the job, too, or she was going to go crazy with frustration.

"Unnnnnhhhhh, yessssss, whaaahhhhhhh!" she wailed.

She was coming hard. She pressed her face into the pillow and managed to muffle her shrill cries of pleasure. She kept rubbing her squirting clit as she came, working every drop of delicious sensation out of it. At last she rolled onto her back and panted for breath.

Her lust was temporarily eased, but she knew she'd be horny again soon. Nothing was going to satisfy her except making love with a man. Could she really wait three long months for that?