Chapter 10
As he massaged her ass cheeks she realized he was determined to get what he wanted.
"It won't hurt, honey," he promised.
"Are you sure," she said nervously.
"Of course I am," he said, "would I lie to your
"You probably would," she said softly.
"Now, baby doll," he tried to console her, "you've got to trust me. I won't do anything to you that you wouldn't enjoy."
Just as he said that she felt the sting of a belt lashing across her bare buttocks.
"Stop it, damn it," she complained, "I didn't give you permission to do that."
"But I enjoy it," he smiled. "My pleasure is your pain."
"You evil monster," she complained, "I wanted a date with a nice guy, not a sex fiend."
"Now don't get me angry," he warned her. "You'll just love it."
He was applying Vaseline to his penis now and trying his best to entice her into wanting it as badly as he did. It wasn't working.
"I refuse," Linda said.
"You're hardly in a position to refuse," Greg reminded her. "You came home with me, baby, and you're gonna give me what I want."
He went on applying the Vaseline to his cock and then gripped her ass cheeks and pulled her forward. He flipped his penis between her buttocks and suddenly drove forward.
"Fuck, baby," he exclaimed anxiously, "fuck. Oh, yes, that's what I want. Give me a good fuck."
He enjoyed the feel of his penis slipping into her tight anal hole. He liked to hear his balls slapping against her ass, cheeks as he rode into her with vigorous thrusts.
"How do you like that?" he panted. "Doesn't it feel good?"
"It hurts like the devil," she complained, as she felt his bigcock rapidly stabbing back and forth.
"Oh, baby, twist it for me," he panted, "take some action, baby, and twist your tail. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes, twist that ass-hole, baby."
She ground her hips around some more and squeezed his cock with her sphincter muscle.
"Oh, now," he exclaimed, "now you're doing it. Oh, baby, I love it when you jack me off this way."
He was really slamming home now as he squeezed her ass cheeks and drove in furiously.
"Oh, I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly, "baby, I made it. Fuck. Fuck it."
The fantastic surge of pleasure that went through her body at this point almost had her juicing, too. It was surprising for her, for she never realized how much delight she could discover with anal sex. When Greg pulled his penis out of her ass-hole and slapped her ass playfully he told her, "You're tremendous."
"I enjoyed it, too," she admitted. "At first I didn't think I could. But once I got used to it, I loved it."
"I knew you would," he smiled.
As she lay there he wanted her to straddle him.
"I want to get my mouth over your muff," he told her. "Come on, baby, let me have my fun."
As soon as she pushed her pussy at his face, his hot tongue flicked out. He enjoyed the sticky taste of her and he kept his eyes open. The sight of her curly pubic hair appealed to him.
"Suck my pussy," she panted, "that's it. Come on, stab it with your tongue. Oh, baby, keep it up. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Lick it. Love me."
Greg focused his tongue attention on her love button. He licked up and down it. Suddenly, he nibbled. At that point she couldn't hold back. She gushed in his face and he pressed tightly to get every bit of juice from her.
"Eat it, pussy eater," she panted, "oh, yes, baby. Eat my pussy. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes. Eat it."
Greg proved to be one of the best pussy eaters she had ever known.
She thought she could have some rest but how wrong she was. For Greg had decided that he wanted to get his cock into her pussy.
"I want to fuck that nice tight twat of yours," he said. "Why don't you slide up and down my dick?"
"All right," she agreed as she gripped his penis and gently eased it into herself.
"Oh, I love your snapping pussy," he told her. "It's tremendous, but take it easy. Much more of that snapping pussy and I will get my rocks off."
"All right, tiger," she smiled, "but play with my breasts. I want you to feel of them while you're fucking me."
She loved the feel of him pounding into her now. The momentum that he was building as he stabbed into her built.
"We're gonna make it quick, baby," he told her. "Hang in there."
With his hot hands still on her bosoms, he rammed away. She twisted her hips grinding around in sensuous delight. He dropped his hands from her bosoms and reached around to grip her ass cheeks. He squeezed them.
"Fuck off, baby," she begged. "Let me feel that hot geyser. Oh, sweetheart, splash your cream in me. Fuck me. Fuck my pussy."
Greg's stabbing tool was getting her to the point where she could juice and juice and juice.
"I'm cuming," Greg gasped, "I'm cuming, baby. Squeeze it. Milk my dick."
She pumped her pussy muscles vigorously as she felt herself climaxing, too. It excited and delighted Greg that she came at the moment he did.
"Ohhh, baby," he panted, "we're making it together. That's the way I like to fuck. I like to make it together."
"Oh, Greg," she smiled, as she bent over and kissed him.
When she pulled off him she lay beside him.
"I sure wish we could make it like this all the time, tiger," she said.
"Are you proposing marriage?" he demanded in shock.
"Why not?" she asked eagerly. "Married people can be happy. They don't all have to be miserable, Greg."
"That's what you think," he told her. "Married people are miserable. When you are single you can' get your lover to do everything. It's different when you're married."
It really disappointed Linda as she recognized there was nothing she could do about his attitude. However, she figured she could always fall back on her career.
The following day when she did go to work, Marjorie Peterson looked at her suspiciously.
"I hear you were sick," she said quietly.
"I didn't feel well," she admitted.
"Perhaps you've been too busy with your affairs, dear," she remarked smugly.
"That's none of your business," Linda shot back angrily.
No matter how angry Linda got, she knew that Marjorie was striking at the truth. She vowed that as she went on her wards that night she would not get involved with any of the young boys. However, no sooner had she entered the first door than she found herself becoming turned on with the good-looking young boy who was lying there. He had the sheet pulled back from his chest. And she could see what a handsome young man he was.
"Hi, tiger," she said, "how's your temperature?"
"It went up when you walked in," he replied with a smile.
"That's good," she said, "it shows all of the pipes are working."
As she was about to leave she suddenly thought what a pleasure it would be if she gave him a massage.
"I wonder," she told him, "if you would like a relaxing massage. I think you would rest better. You look so tense."
"I'd appreciate that," the boy smiled gratefully.
He rolled over on his stomach and she let her hands wander up and down his back. Then she squeezed his ass cheeks as she reached down to finger him.
"Hey, what are you doing," he demanded, not enjoying it at first.
"I'm giving you a little prostate massage," she said, "this should help you a lot."
He soon discovered how erotically pleasurable it could be.'
"Oh, yes," he told her, "I like that massage."
She continued letting her finger slide back and forth. He was getting more and more excited.
"Oh, that's nice," he told her. "Yes, keep it up."
As she went on doing this she became excited herself.
"Maybe I should give the other side a massage, too," she suggested.
"If you want to," he said, "why not?"
Rolling over, she got a good look at his huge cock which was standing up now.
"Does that need a massage, too?" he asked, gripping his penis and pointing it at her.
"You know it," she said.
Reaching down she began rhythmically pumping on his penis. He loved the feel of her hand on his cock.
"Keep it up," he begged. "Oh, yes, I love it.
Do it, baby."
He was becoming more stimulated every moment and so was she. Bending over she let her pink tongue tip lash at the head of his cock.
"Suck it," he begged her, "suck my prick."
Reaching out the young boy guided the nurse down on his cock. Feeling of her silky blonde hair added to the pleasure.
"Oh, I'm gonna throat fuck you," he sighed, "just like they do it in the movies."
He let his penis massage back and forth in her throat. Then he pulled back so she could do her thing with her mouth. She nibbled lightly with her teeth and let her tongue gently lave the head of his cock.
"Eat it," he told her, "eat my dick."
His hot penis exploded quickly. It didn't take long for the young boy to get his rocks off. He stiffened his legs as he shoved forward.
"Ohhh," he groaned in delight. "Yes, yes, eat it."
The hot sperm spasmed in her mouth and she gulped.
When she had finished eating him she pulled off quietly. She kissed the head of his cock and pulled the sheet back over him.
"I guess you feel better now," she said softly.
"Thank you," he said, taking her hand and holding it for a moment.
She pulled away and walked out of the room. As she went out of the room she realized what a terrible mistake she had made. She hadn't even bothered to lock the door. She hurried on the rest of her rounds that night and when she came back to the front desk Marjorie Peterson complimented her.
"You were speedy tonight," she said, "that's the way I wish you always were."
When she went home that evening she made it a point to get out of the parking lot quickly. She didn't want to be confronted with any horny young intern who might insist on sex. However, when she got home she had a big surprise. For there was an intern standing in front of her door.
"Hi, Linda," the young intern smiled.
"I don't know you," she told him.
"My name is Phil," he said.
"Please go home, Phil," she said. "I don't want to socialize."
"You just have to lie back and enjoy it," Phil said. "I'm horny as hell but I'll give you everything you want. You like to eat head and I've got a good load in my balls tonight."
Just as she was about to enter her apartment, Phil pressed against her. She felt herself tingle as he pressed against her. It tormented her to think she could be so easily turned on.
"Why fight it, baby," he demanded, "Let's enjoy it."
Linda could no longer control herself. When he unzipped his fly she grabbed him and pulled him to the bedroom by his hard pecker.
"I want you to eat me, tiger," she said.
"I will if you'll get me some strawberry jam."
Linda laughed, but she did go to the kitchen and brought back a jar of strawberry preserves. When she returned to the bedroom she found him lying in the bed completely nude. It excited her no end as she looked at him.
Phil instructed her to sit in the middle of the bed and spread her legs. He spooned the strawberry jam into her. Then he parted her ass cheeks as he prepared to let his tongue lap away at her strawberry pussy.
"Eat it," she panted, "oh, baby, eat me. Now you're doing it. That's what I want. Lick me. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, yes."
His tongue worked energetically inside her box. She was shaking all over now as he licked up the strawberry jam. Soon she juiced.
"Oh, I'm cuming," she gasped as she gushed. "Lick it. Lick all of it, baby."
He kept his tongue whipping around her vagina until he had completely licked up the strawberry jam as well as her love juices.
"Oh, baby," she groaned, "you were wonderful."
"I've got an idea," he said, "why don't you make my ass sucking sweet with that strawberry jam?"
"I've heard of everything," she said, "but I never heard of a strawberry ass."
She used the spoon to get the strawberry jam into his ass-hole. She reached up to grab his cock so she could jack him off while she ate his ass out.
"Plunge your tongue way up my ass-hole," he insisted. "Like that. Now you're doing it. Ohhh, ahhh, more, baby, more."
Linda was pleased to discover how much pleasure she could derive from this unusual act. His ass tasted so sweet and delicious. But what she really wanted was the opportunity to suck off his cock. She spread her mouth over his enormous male member and suddenly sucked vigorously.
"Eat me," he panted, "I want to watch you suck my seed and swallow it."
She sucked until she had drained his penis. Then pulling off him she tugged on his nuts.
"I want you to suck my balls, too," he said.
She crouched underneath him, and licked vigorously all around his testicles. Suddenly she opened her mouth and let him slip them in. She sucked them in all the way.
"Oh, baby, what a ball suck," he gasped.
When she finished she lay beside him.
"Oh, baby," he sighed, "we really had a good time together."
"I know that," she agreed, "because I'm a woman who lives for sexual emotions."
"I want to ask you something," he said, "do you really dig getting down there and doing all those things?"
"I love it," she said. "It's fun."
She laughed as she thought about it. For she knew it was true. They began engaging in a hot sixty-nine session. First she licked his ass cheeks and then she whipped his cock with her mouth, licking from the top to the base of it. She massaged his balls as she slid her mouth over his cock and began sucking vigorously. She was building up a good deal of suction at the head and he loved the sensation she was creating.
He wasted no time in giving her a rapid-fire pussy job. His hot tongue licked and plunged into her vagina. Then he nibbled at her love button. She was so excited now she was trembling.
"Oh, baby," she groaned in delight, "you really know where it's at. Love me."
She went back to sucking on his penis, determined she was going to bring him around shortly. She wanted to taste some more of his juice spurting in her mouth.
She didn't have long to wait. The suction that she generated in the head of his shaft brought him there quickly. She loved his taste, and devoured him. At the same time she gushed and he got her juice. Licking the walls of her vagina carefully, he completed the act of pussy eating.
Pulling his tongue from her vagina he shook his head in disbelief.
"What are you shaking your head for?" she demanded.
"You are better than they said you were. I never had my cock sucked like that before."
"Why thank you," she smiled. "Tell me, can't you get your girl to go down on you?"
"You don't know women," he chuckled.
"What do you mean?" Linda laughed. "I'm a woman. I guess I do know women."
"I mean when you want them to do something. When you're a man. And you get this itch for-something. They sure can give you a tough time."
"Not all women are that way," she insisted. "Take me for example. I did everything. I see no reason to be inhibited. Years ago perhaps I was, but I lost it."
"Am I ever glad you did," he said.
"Sweetheart," she smiled, "you should come back and give me some more good times."
"Don't worry, baby, I will. And maybe I should bring a friend or two."
"Certainly, if your girl friend will let you," she laughed.
"She won't find out," Phil told her flatly.
"But women have a certain instinct for finding out these things," she warned.
"That might be true," he said.
"You've got to exercise some self-control," Linda told him.
"Have you?" he asked her point-blank.
"Never," she admitted, "but it's a good idea."
He got dressed and left her alone. However, she couldn't sleep. She was thinking all the time about where her life was heading.