Chapter 1
Angie Loring glanced out the sliding glass doors and got the shock of her life. The slim young blonde stood there blushing, her mouth hanging open. She just didn't know that people did things like that.
Her new employers, Nicole and Brad Manning, appeared to be fucking in the swimming pool.
Angie finally got control of herself and backed away from the doors. She leaned against the wall and tried to think what to do. Mrs. Manning had ordered her to bring cocktails to the pool, but how could she do that when the Mannings had no clothes on?
Just two days ago Angie had been hired as the Mannings' maid. It was the first paying job she'd ever had, and she didn't know much about a maid's duties. In fact she was surprised that she'd been hired, since she had no experience at all. But the Mannings had seemed sure they wanted her.
"You'll do just fine for us, Angie," Nicole had said. "We'll train you. Some of our habits may take some getting used to, but you'll learn."
Angie wasn't so sure about that. She didn't think she could ever learn to serve naked people, let alone a couple making out right before her eyes. On the other hand, she needed this job desperately. She had to support herself now that Carl was dead.
Carl Loring, a man old enough to be Angie's father, had married her when she was only a teenager. He refused to let her work outside the home, and she'd become very dependent on him. Now he was dead of a sudden heart attack, and Angie had to learn to take care of herself.
She was still very young, in her early twenties, and she had no job skills at all. She'd grabbed the position with the Mannings because it paid well and it seemed like something she could learn to do. But now she'd come up against a situation she didn't know how to handle.
"Angie," Brad called, "where are our drinks?"
"Coming, Mr. Manning," Angie called back, hoping her voice didn't betray her nervousness.
She picked up her tray, which held two long-stemmed glasses and a pitcher of martinis, and walked out onto the patio. The Mannings were naked, all right, and they didn't seem a bit embarrassed about it. They stood in waist-deep water smiling at Angie as she carried the tray over to them and set it down. She couldn't help blushing.
She couldn't help peeking, either. She glanced at Nicole's ripe thrusting tits and felt a little envious. Nicole had such a fantastic body, tall and trim and curved in all the right places. In her late twenties, she was a real beauty, with rich dark hair that fell to her waist.
Then Angie sneaked a glance through the clear water at Brad's cock. She was ashamed of herself, but she just couldn't resist looking. The only cock she'd ever seen before was Carl's. But she really couldn't see much in the blur of water.
Brad was around thirty, magnificently built and very sexy. He had brown curly hair, electric blue eyes, and a devastating grin. He and Nicole looked like a movie star couple, Angie thought, and they were almost as rich as movie stars, thanks to Brad's job at the stock market.
"Thank you, Angie," said Brad, reaching for the martinis. "We won't want dinner for another couple hours. Why don't you take a break?"
"Yes, Angie," Nicole smiled, "relax for awhile. We'll call you when we want dinner started."
"Thank you, ma'am," Angie said.
She turned and fled for the house. Somehow she'd gotten through that extremely embarrassing encounter, but she didn't know how. Nicole hadn't been kidding her at the job interview.
Some of their habits would take some getting used to-like going around naked.
Angie had had a very strict upbringing. Her puritanical parents didn't allow their daughter to show any forbidden parts of her body. She always had to be fully dressed, and she was never allowed to own a bathing suit or a low-cut evening gown.
Not only that, her folks wouldn't talk about sex except to say that it was dirty and evil. She didn't even know where babies came from till she had a sex education course in school. She wasn't allowed to date, and she was still a virgin when she reached her senior year in high school.
Obviously the Mannings had been raised differently.
Angie couldn't resist another peek at them. She moved aside a lace curtain and peered out at the pool area. Sure enough, the attractive couple were standing in the pool and kissing, between sips of their martinis. They pressed their naked bodies together shamelessly.
Angie was blushing, but she went on watching. She didn't know what was the matter with her, but she seemed consumed with a wicked curiosity. She still had a lot to learn about sex and love-making, even though she'd been married for almost five years. She sensed that Nicole and Brad Manning knew everything there was to know.
They drained their glasses and got down to some serious petting. They kissed, running their tongues into each other's mouth, and Brad cupped Nicole's full tits and squeezed them. Nicole slipped her hand down under the water and did something with Brad's cock.
"Careful," he chuckled. "You'll give me a hard-on."
Angie almost squealed with surprise. She hadn't realized that the window was open and she could hear everything her employers said. She warned herself to stay very quiet. She'd hate to get caught spying, and she just couldn't afford to lose this job.
"But I want to give you a hard-on, honey," Nicole purred. "I feel so horny today."
Angie blushed even harder. Now they were using naughty words. Of course she'd never been allowed to swear when she was growing up, and there were still some words she didn't know the meaning of. But she certainly understood what Nicole was saying.
"You're always horny," Brad laughed.
"Any objections?" Nicole asked, giving him a shameless leer.
"None at all," he said, leering back. "Come on, let's get out of the water."
Angie's eyes got huge as she watched them leave the pool. Now she could see everything. She enviously studied Nicole's ripe curvy body and slightly wobbling tits. Angie knew she had a pretty nice body herself, but she felt like a skinny kid compared to Nicole.
Then she studied Brad's tall muscular body. His chest was thickly matted with dark hair, and he was built just the way a man should be, with broad shoulders and trim waist and hips. Her eyes fell to his dangling cock, and she just couldn't help gawking at it.
She didn't know cocks could be that big. Brad's long thick prick had started to swell, and it looked enormous to the spying maid. It wagged obscenely before him as he led Nicole to some spread-out beach towels on the grass.
The couple stretched out together and went back to their kissing and pawing. Nicole wantonly grabbed for her husband's cock, wrapped her fingers around it, and pumped it. Brad slid a hand between her thighs and rubbed her hot slick pussy. Nicole gurgled with delight.
"Mmmmmm, yesssss!" she sighed.
Now wild horses couldn't have dragged Angie away from the window. She knew it was wrong of her to spy, but she just had to do it. There was so much she wanted to learn, and already she'd learned something important. Sex could be pleasant.
Of course she'd heard people say that before, but she hadn't believed it. Watching Nicole and Brad, she began to wonder. They seemed to be having such a good time playing with each other. Soon they were both flushed and breathing hard.
"Mmmmmmmmm, I wanta go down on you, honey," Nicole gurgled.
"I wanta go down on you, too," Brad grinned.
"Then I guess there's only one solution," Nicole laughed. Angie didn't know what going down meant, but she soon found out. Nicole rolled to her hands and knees, then back up over Brad. It was the most kinky thing Angie had ever seen. Nicole kept going till her gleaming pink cunt was almost in Brad's face. Her head was poised right over his swelling cock.
"Oh, my gosh!" Angie gasped softly.
She'd just never seen or heard of anything like this. Brad stuck his tongue out and started licking Nicole's pussy. She dipped her head down, stuck out her tongue, and licked his cock. Angie almost fainted. The only sex she'd ever experienced was plain old fucking.
"Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm!" Nicole sighed.
She was lashing her hot pink tongue all over Brad's cock, coating it with her hot spit. His prick reacted fast, springing up rigid and throbbing. The head swelled into a fat purple knob of flesh. He shivered and groaned. He really seemed to love what she was doing to him.
"Yeah, baby, that's great!" he rasped.
While Nicole went on tonguing his cock, he whipped his big wet tongue up and down her pussy, making her squeal and gurgle. Soon thick cream was pouring from her little fur-fringed cunt mouth, and Brad was gobbling it like it was candy. Angie just didn't know what to think about all this.
It looked so wicked, so depraved, and yet Nicole and Brad were having so much fun. The crazy things they were doing made them happy. Was there anything wrong with being happy? Angie felt so confused. All her puritanical training hadn't prepared her for this.
Now Nicole was play-nibbling the engorged head of Brad's cock, and he was drilling the stiff tip of his tongue against her taut throbbing clit. They were getting each other wildly aroused. As Angie watched, she felt a very strange sensation. Hot cream was leaking from her cunt.
She blushed hard. Was it possible that this outrageous scene was turning her on? She could remember creaming only once before in her life, but the circumstances had been very different. Now she watched Brad raking Nicole's clit with his stiff tongue, and she began to imagine how great it would feel. She creamed even harder, moistening her panties.
What's wrong with me? she wondered. Why am I getting so excited?
She didn't know, but she couldn't tear her eyes away from that wicked scene on the grass. Brad's tongue was flicking with lightning speed over Nicole's swollen clit, and she was nibbling and sucking the purple head of his cock like she was starved for it.
Thick cream began to ooze from Brad's piss hole, and Nicole sucked it up and gobbled it. They were gorging themselves on each other's hot cream. Angie had never heard of such a thing. She was sure her stern parents wouldn't approve, but she had to admit she found it kind of exciting.
"Mmmmmmm, honey, I can't take much more!" Nicole moaned, her voice hoarse with passion.
"Tell me what you want," Brad teased.
"I want you to fuck the living shit out of me!" Nicole panted.
Angie blushed again. She sure knew what fuck meant, but she'd never heard a woman use the word before. Nicole said it easily. Her voice was hoarse and eager as she begged her handsome husband to fuck her. Thick cream was pouring from her cunt and running down her inner thighs as Brad drove her to a fever pitch of lust with his expert tongue.
"Please, Brad!" she whined. "I'm going crazy!"
"Okay, if you insist," he chuckled.
She crawled forward, off his body, and remained on her hands and knees. Brad rolled to his knees behind her and grasped her trim hips. His cock was hugely swollen now, stiff and thick. He socked the engorged head into Nicole's moist cunt mouth, spreading her delicate pussy lips wide.
"Ooooooh, shit, yessssss!" Nicole wailed. "Stick it in me, baby, fuck me!"
Angie wondered just how hard she could blush. She couldn't believe she was actually watching someone fuck. They were doing it like dogs, too. She'd heard of that, but she'd never done it. Her husband Carl was an old-fashioned guy, and he only believed in the missionary position.
She watched breathlessly as Brad plowed his thick blue-veined prick into Nicole's slippery eager cunt. He pushed into her till only his big hairy balls were showing. Nicole threw back her head and wailed in bliss as she took his meat to her womb.
"Yes, yessss, fuck meeeeee!" she howled.
Brad snarled with lust and began hammering his rock-hard cock in and out of her squirting pussy. Angie watched, almost dizzy with a combination of shock and excitement. She was creaming again, really soaking her panties now, yet she still didn't understand what was turning her on.
This was wicked, evil, outrageous. Her parents had warned her against sex, telling her that only bad girls enjoyed it. But Nicole wasn't a bad girl. It just didn't make sense. Brad and Nicole were nice people, and they were having a ball fucking each other.
"Harder!" Nicole moaned. "Really give it to me, baby, fuck my brains out!"
"Ahhhhhh, Jesus, yeah!" Brad groaned.
Angie couldn't think straight. She stopped trying to make sense of the situation and just gawked at her employers as they fucked each other to a frenzy. Her pussy felt so hot and wet, and she caught herself rubbing her thighs together, giving herself little rushes of pleasure.
Nicole's luscious body was shaking with the impact of Brad's hard fucking, her ripe tits wobbling crazily. Her face was contorted with lust. She threw back her head and howled with hot pleasure as Brad fucked her over the edge, into a violent body-wracking orgasm.
"Unnnnnnhhhhh, shit, I'm cominggggg!" she howled. "Unnnnnnhhhh, unnnnnnn, fuck whaaaaahhhhh!"
"Awwwwwww, Jesus, awwwwwwwww!" Brad yelled.
He jetted his thick steaming load into her cunt, and some of it overflowed and ran down her legs. Angie watched the scene to the very end, unable to tear herself away. All her ideas about sex were challenged now that she'd seen how much fun it could be.
Finally Nicole gave a happy sigh and wriggled off her husband's dripping cock. She kissed him quickly, then glanced toward the house.
"Angie," she called, "time to start dinner."