Chapter 2
Angie blushed again, harder than ever. Was Nicole aware that she'd been spying on them? No, she told herself, that was impossible. She straightened her maid's uniform and marched to the sliding door.
"Yes, ma'am," she said primly, "I'll start dinner right away."
Angie just couldn't get that scene off her mind. All evening, as she cooked and served dinner and cleaned up afterwards, she saw
Nicole and Brad licking each other, fucking each other, and heard their cries of pleasure and excitement. She'd never dreamed love-making could be like that.
Finally she brought the Mannings their after-dinner drinks and retired to her private room. She really loved that room. It was big, with a nice view, and it had its own private bathroom. It was one of the nicest things about her job. Of course the money was great, too.
Angie sure didn't want to lose the job, but she wondered if she could cope with the Mannings' outrageous sex practices. She was a very inhibited, puritanical person, and she found it hard to keep her cool with all this hanky-panky going on. She'd have to change her attitudes or lose her job.
She took off her uniform, put on her nightgown, and stretched out on the bed. She had some heavy thinking to do, but it was hard to get her mind off what she'd seen that afternoon. As hard as she tried, she couldn't escape the vision of Brad's blue-veined rock-hard cock pistoning in and out of Nicole's cunt.
Shame on you, Angie she thought.
She tried to read a book, but her mind kept wandering. She felt hungry, too. Then she laughed as she realized why. She'd been so dazed by watching the Mannings fuck that she'd forgotten to eat dinner.
She decided to slip downstairs and make herself a snack. She wouldn't have to disturb her bosses, because there was a special little stairway at the back of the house, just for servants. She wouldn't even have to bother getting dressed.
As Angie reached the bottom of the stairway, she could see down a short hall and into the living room. She just automatically looked, to make sure no one would see her-and then stopped short and held her breath. Nicole and Brad were at it again.
They were rolling around on the thick living room carpet, laughing and pulling off each other's clothes. They were like a couple of kids, Angie thought, wrestling and snickering. She stood and watched them as they stripped each other naked, throwing their clothes in every direction.
"Jesus, woman," Brad laughed, "don't you ever get enough?"
"Nope," Nicole giggled. "Do you?"
"Not so far," he admitted with a grin.
Nicole pushed him onto his back and grabbed his cock. She pumped it in her hot little fist, and Brad quickly got flushed with lust. Then she dipped her head down, stuck out her tongue, and lashed his swelling cock head, leaving it purple and shiny with her hot spit.
Angie forgot about being hungry. She knew it was wicked of her to spy, but she was curious and she had so much to learn, things that Brad and Nicole could teach her. She sat down on the bottom step, knowing she was safely hidden in the shadows.
She had a perfect view of the action. She watched Nicole lashing her hot little tongue around and around the swelling head of Brad's prick. Nicole had her raised ass in Angie's direction, and the spying maid could see her glistening pink slit and its delicate fringe of dark curls.
Thick pearly cream was oozing from Nicole's cunt and running down her inner thighs, testifying to her horniness. She gurgled hungrily as she tongued Brad's cock and lapped up his oozing cock cream. Angie wondered what it would be like to lick a man's cock and eat his juice.
She thought of her mother's stern teachings. Sex wasn't supposed to be fun. Only perverts enjoyed it. But that just didn't make sense to Angie any more. She saw how much fun and enjoyment Brad and Nicole were getting from their little romp, and she just couldn't believe it was wrong.
"Mmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm!" Nicole gurgled.
She licked up all the thick hot cream from Brad's cock head, then licked her lips, making them slippery. She opened her mouth wide and started sliding it down around his rigid prick, and she kept going till she got it all. Brad reddened and shivered.
"Shit, yes, suck it!" he gasped.
Angie gasped, too, though she managed to smother the sound. Here was another new thing, something she'd never heard of. Nicole had sucked Brad's stiff cock fully into her mouth and was caving in her cheeks sharply. She started sucking his meat fast and hungrily.
Angie realized that Nicole was suctioning the salty cream out of Brad's cock and gobbling it. She seemed starved for the stuff. Brad loved what she was doing, too. He dug his fingers into the thick carpet and panted and moaned with excitement, his handsome face flushed with lust.
"Shit, yeah, suck!" he growled.
What would it be like, Angie wondered. She tried to imagine having a man's throbbing hard prick in her mouth, sucking the cream out of it, and she felt a rush of naughty excitement. She had to admit she'd really love to try it. That was a switch, because up to now she'd vowed never to marry again.
After Carl, she didn't want anything more to do with men, at least not till now. It hadn't been a happy marriage, and she was glad to be free. Sure, she was sorry that Carl had died, but she wasn't sorry that the marriage was over.
She couldn't keep her mind on Carl, though, when she had such exciting things to watch. Nicole's dark hair was flying as she pistoned her wet lips up and down her husband's rigid cock and sucked up his juice. Brad was groaning steadily now, and he began fucking her mouth.
"Unnnnhhhh, shit, gonna come!" he panted.
"Ummmm-hmmmmm!" Nicole moaned.
Angie clapped a hand to her mouth to stifle a shocked gasp. It was clear that Nicole wanted Brad to come right in her mouth. She wanted to eat his load. She sucked even faster and louder on his nearly-bursting prick, trying to get him off. It didn't take her much longer.
"Unnnnhhhh, shit, eat my load!" Brad roared, jetting his sizzling come into her throat.
"Mmmmm, unnnnhhhhh!" Nicole moaned.
She let his load fill her mouth till it looked like her cheeks would explode. Hot spurts of jizz sizzled from the corners of her lips. Then she gulped down his thick load, and Brad flopped back with a happy groan. Nicole licked her lips to get the very last drops of his jism.
"Christ, you do that great!" Brad rasped.
"You're pretty good at giving head yourself," Nicole grinned.
"Is that a hint?" he said.
"It sure is," he laughed.
Now Nicole lay down on her back, bent her knees, and spread her legs wide. She wantonly exposed her luscious-looking pink slit to her husband's greedy gaze. Brad got up and knelt between her legs. He folded back the dark fur of her pussy and uncovered the small hooded lump of her clit.
"Right there?" he grinned.
"Yeah, right there," she said, her voice husky and eager.
Brad bent down low, stuck out his big wet tongue, and began lashing it over her clit. Nicole shrieked with pleasure and almost flew off the rug. Her pretty face twisted into a horny grimace, and she creamed all over Brad's tongue.
"Ooooooh, yessss, honey!" she moaned. "Lick my clit, lick it good!"
Angie was blushing and creaming at the same time. She'd never experienced oral sex herself, but it wasn't hard to imagine how great it would feel to have a man's big hot tongue whipping the most sensitive organ of her body. Suddenly her pussy was dripping with her molten cunt cream.
She found herself envying Nicole. Carl had never done any of these delicious things to her. There were so many wonderful ways of fucking, and she hadn't experienced any of them. Hell, she hadn't even known about them. She realized how much she'd missed out on in her marriage.
Sure, she wasn't supposed to like sex. Her parents had told her that over and over again. She wasn't supposed to like it, and she wasn't supposed to be interested in it. But it was just possible that her parents had been wrong.
"Unnnnhhh, honey, lick me all over!" Nicole wailed.
That sounded even more wickedly exciting to Angie, and she watched breathlessly as Brad whipped his big hot tongue up and down Nicole's hot cunt, lapping up her tangy cream. He tongued every inch of her swollen pussy, driving her wild with pleasure. She clawed the rug and drenched his tongue with spurting cream.
"Oooooooh, honey, it's so fuckin' good!" she moaned.
Angie had never heard a woman swear like that, but she'd always moved in very religious circles. She could understand why Nicole was swearing, though. If Angie herself had been that aroused, she wouldn't be watching her language. She'd just be wailing with bliss, like Nicole.
Now Brad zeroed in on her clit again, tickling it with the pointed tip of his tongue. He kept it up till Nicole was squealing with exquisite pleasure and thick cream was boiling from her pussy and gushing down her ass crack. Nicole seemed right on the verge of coming, and Brad made sure she got there.
He jammed his lips onto her clit and started sucking loudly on the throbbing nub. Again Nicole seemed ready to fly off the floor. She screwed her eyes shut and bared her teeth in a lusty snarl. She arched her body sharply, shoving her clit greedily against his sucking lips.
"Shit, yesss, suck meeeee!" she howled.
It occurred to Angie that even if she'd been upstairs in her room, she would have heard Nicole's loud cries of ecstasy. Nicole must have known that, but she obviously didn't care. She was so uninhibited, so horny, that she didn't mind if the new maid heard the sounds of her love-making.
"Faster!" Nicole groaned. "Suck the shit out of it, baby, make me come!"
Brad was making obscene sucking and slurping noises as he worked her clit with his kneading lips. Nicole went rigid for a second, and then her body began to rock and writhe with pleasure as a violent orgasm exploded from her clit. Brad couldn't keep his lips around her slick clit, and he rose to his knees and watched her come.
"Ohhhhhhh, fuck, you did it, ooooooooh!" Nicole howled.
Angie realized that her pussy was soaked with her steaming pussy cream. She also realized that it was time to get back to her room. Surely Brad and Nicole would go to bed now, and she didn't want to be caught in the upstairs hallway. She retreated silently up the servants' stairs.
In her room she found that she was shaking with desire. It had turned her on like crazy to watch the handsome young couple going down on each other. She had the crazy urge to suck and taste a cock. Most of all, she ached for a man to go down on her.
"Get hold of yourself, Angie!" she moaned. "You're acting crazy!"
It was true, she'd never had such outrageous thoughts before, and she'd never had such kinky desires. But then she hadn't know till today that there were such exciting ways of making love. Her eyes had been opened, and she knew all the delicious things she'd been missing. Sex didn't have to be the nasty thing her parents had described.
She got into bed and turned off the light, but she couldn't sleep. She didn't feel sleepy at all. She just felt incredibly aroused, and her pussy was on fire with need. She wondered what to do about it, and she blushed in the dark.
She'd heard about masturbation. In fact once she'd even seen it happen. The memory was so dirty and embarrassing that she'd blotted it out till this moment, but now it came back to her. It was in the sixth grade, and an older girl had tried to show Angie a special way to have fun.
The girl had taken Angie into some bushes near the playground and made her promise never to tell what happened. Then the girl had pulled down her panties and rubbed a finger between her legs. Angie had watched in horrified fascination as this girl gave herself a climax.
Of course nice little Angie would never do a thing like that. Her mother had warned her that she'd go to hell if she touched herself between the legs. But now, many years later, Angie wondered if maybe that bold girl had had a good idea. She sure could use some relief for her lust.
Blushing, she slid a hand between her thighs and touched the scorching wet flesh of her cunt. She started rubbing herself there, and it felt really good. She stroked the steaming engorged folds of her pussy and almost gurgled with pleasure. It might be naughty, but she just had to do it. She felt like she'd go crazy if she didn't get off.
"Mmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm!" she sighed.
She kept rubbing her fever-hot pussy, and soon her fingers were soaked with her gushing cunt juice. She found that the faster she rubbed herself, the better it felt. Then she focused just on her clit, squeezing it between two fingers, and that felt even more exciting.
She rolled her clit between her thumb and index finger, and she thought of how Brad had sucked Nicole's clit. Maybe it had felt something like this, but she was sure it would be a lot more exciting to feel a man's wet tongue down there instead of her fingers.
Well, she only had her fingers for relief, so they'd just have to do. She rolled her throbbing clit faster and faster between her fingers, and she felt pleasure building in her pussy till she could hardly contain it. She was rocketing towards orgasm, and she was doing it all by herself.
Angie hadn't had many orgasms in her sexually depressed life, but she had a feeling she needed a lot more. She was still very young, perfectly healthy, and right now she was fantastically horny. Was it so wrong to give herself a climax, if she couldn't get one any other way?
She never had time to decide, because all of a sudden she was bringing herself off. She wasn't prepared for the bomb blast of pleasure, and she let out a hoarse wail of ecstasy.
"Ohhhhh, God, yesssss, ohhhhhh!" she cried.
Quickly she pressed her face into the pillow to muffle her cries, praying that her employers hadn't heard her. She kept rolling her squirting clit between her fingers 'til she'd milked out every last drop of sensation. Her lust was satisfied, but she couldn't help feeling ashamed.
"My God, what's happening to me?" she sighed. "I'm turning into a sex fiend!"