SAUCY NURSE by Louise
It was super late when I finished my nursing shift. God I was tired. I had had ten days straight on and was looking forward to a well earned four days off. The first just sleeping. Then some clubbing and a hot guy I hoped. Yeah real stiff cock tomorrow night. My last hard black coffee at 2300 barely keeping me awake. Where I got the hankering for a burger with the frickin lot from I will never know but I got the craving, just like the need for hot dirty sex. It hit my taste buds, hit my mind and it wouldn’t go away...like desiring a root... it had to be satisfied. Geez it was 1.00 am; as I turned off the highway into an unfamiliar shopping precinct looking for one of those 24/7 Burger joints. The retail zone strip was dead; well it was a Monday night. The 24/7 fitness franchise was open but it was a stomach yearning workout not my body that needed immediate attention. I nearly missed a burger joint, it was so dimly lit... but it looked still open... I thought so or hoped so in my craving hunger for a hot snack with the lot....
It better be open....was my immediate dominating thought. I backed up fifty metres illegally but hell I was the only vehicle moving. I parked opposite The Burger Place and my mind was constructing my feast as I locked my car. I was going to have the lot. The full salvia drooling beef sizzle burger. Not one of those franchise pre made ones where the wrapper tastes better. No: a locally made to order superior burger with the big bun , a whopper of a quality beef patty, cheese, grilled onion, beetroot , pineapple, fried egg with a soft yoke, bacon, a slice of tomato, lettuce, some pickles , mayo or maybe mustard for a bit of zing. I was constructing my order as I entered the deserted joint. Oh the best pleasures are the guiltily constructed ones...I was having the lot.
The first thing I really saw was the order board behind and above the counter. There were the standard burgers and the option to construct your own with all the sides. Oh I didn’t give a toss about the calories, oh screw the world health scare on bacon and beef, the juices were going to dribble, I was having an indulgence moment. Beef...beef cake...the guy behind the counter was buff and rugged. Two days stubble and bad ass eyes. Yeah I realised suddenly I needed a pussy meal as much as a burger deal. Maybe the bugger treat actually. His fingers were tapping the counter. My eyes trying to stay on the board above his head but regularly taking in his chest, his biceps and his chiselled jaw. Food or sex...seriously I thought...a no brainer.... I realised I still had my uniform and name tag clearly on. All pretty girl white. He was checking me out and no doubt doing hopeful guy calculations based on wild porn nurse stereotypes...Shit...he knew I was Sister Brooke Gray...I just knew he was Hunk Guy....
They say your energy introduces you before you speak. I was suddenly high on the best of self zest....sexual pulsing desire. “Oh the lot” I said, I was too hot guy distracted and besides I knew my inner double meaning. “Oh the lot” he shot back... “Really ...me ... and the cook” “Pardon” I replied but not in a shocked way. I had heard him. I saw the sexual intent in his eyes. I knew how I had mentally stripped him as he stood behind the counter. In a fraction of a second I was picturing myself on the bench... “Oh get on the counter” he said as if he were a mind reader, “Stop the word games ...you are one saucy chick...Nurse Brooke” Mmm: Yeah I clambered up on the bench from a counter stool ...thinking male sauce... “Love your blue eyes and let’s get that long dark hair free from your pony tail” and he did. My ripped dude was on the bench too, his meat stick out of his pants, hot and ready for a mouth work out and boy was my mouth organized...I took his cock in my hand, he was kneeling, I was lying under him on my back...his cock coming into my mouth from above and behind ...filling my gob from an unexpected and exciting angle...making me feel extra horny and really a dirty tramp. I had the delicious, so good, so bad girl moment, combined.
He was shoving his pecker into my mouth...packing it in...I was sucking and licking and fondling his balls...all tactile and gummy wet. A salvia drenched groaning male shaft and my gob happily full. Continuous sucking and licking of his cock head brought a smear of precum to my lips. He groaned. The action was heating up. He was gorgeously hard now and I knew he was enjoying his cock piston thrusting through my cute puckered lips. He was seemingly clairvoyant...as he dragged his knees over my body obviously going on a pussy hunt. He knew our double need. His body hovering over mine with his cock dangling hard between his legs...so easy to grab and work with my hands, mouth and tongue. I sucked him off back between his legs. Oh God he was good where it really mattered...between my already wet thighs. He just yanked my panties to the side and was exploring my pussy and butthole together with his fingers and tongue. It was a genuinely intense, rapid sixty niner. He found my clitty and knew how to appreciate it. I lay back fondling his balls and I cooed in femdelight as my pussy was tongued out and my arsehole nicely but equallly smuttily, was fingered. But I wanted the lot...I squeezed out from under him and urged him to lay down, while I sat over his face...I had the pleasure of watching his tongue tease my already over excited nicely trimmed pussy flaps ...he got to smell everything that was energized in me...my musky aroma released in abundance.
I was arching up as he raised his head somehow targeting my clitty with his tongue tip...and digging a finger into my butthole at the same time...I would have hit the lights over the counter if another cock hadn’t of suddenly entered my mouth. It was the cook... out from the kitchen. My pelvis was rocking. My pussy was expecting an orgasm and a hard dick...my mouth full of stiff pecker too. Oh we want it all and sometimes we get it. The two pricks hands were all over me...my shoes were off...my uniform was next...my titties released from my bra...my panties yanked off...they had me on the counter stool now...the hunk between my legs, which were raised over his shoulders and the cook still content at the moment to get his dick back in my mouth. I sucked cock like a whore...I felt great because at the same time my pussy was being vacuum sucked...my clitty pursed between the big dudes lips...drawn out from my body...my little nub of joy giving me a real girly treat...he clamped his lips over my flaps and ate me out like I had never been eaten out before...I was instantly intent on dining out more...I was thigh quivering... it was all a hedonistic liberating release of deep personal moans...my head back...the cook’s cock god knows where...but his hands and mouth had found my breasts and sensitive nipples...he was roughish but it brazenly good.
My hunk ...his tongue was just skilfully working first my butt furrow...tongue fucking it, the randy bastard and then his pink tip was reverberating against my exposed erect girly pinky pearl...while two of his fingers were crooked and hooking in my butt crack. He got my cum leakage. Uncontained and unrestrained. My girly juices smearing my cunt and he spread them back over my perineum to my tight back door...and he was enjoying a taste treat all the way...my inner wetness released and shared. We had started on the bench on a real high. The stool was a step down but the action had escalated. As the two cock addicted blokes now took me to the floor I was on the stairway to girly bliss. I was double dicked before I had time to process it was happening...oh don’t get me wrong I was in it...the unexpected happening...not planned...it occurred and I was in it... The hunk was under me; easing his cock into my vice like poop shooter with power prods. Oh God it was good. All I could do was girly coo...soft humble murmurs of pleading satisfaction and absolute bodily thanks as his cock anchored deep in me.
I felt full. How the hell did I know I was only half full? It wasn’t until I saw the cook’s cock approaching my vulnerable exposed pussy slit with my arse in full hard satisfaction already ...that I truly took on what was happening...as it happened... “Oh my God” I exclaimed as I double filled for the first time ever. The pleasure escalation better and more intense than my own vibrator in my butt and my fingers delving in my coochie moisture... this was pleasure like no other...so frickin startling new...it was all in me...I was moaning...softly to start...a quiet beseeching cooing...then louder...girly moans...then frickin guttural ungirly groans...as the prick beneath me filled my butt with a steady expanding pulse and the pecker above me was stiffly grinding into my pussy. The layered wavy joyous buzz of delight was twofold. I could feel the duo pecker spread and the counter balancing constrainment of my content womanly openings, giving yet tightly holding, and now packed and crammed; pecker jammed. Yeah I was the chick with the lot. Cock digging. My butthole squeezed. Cock plunging. My pussy, so wet. Cock burrowing. My arse clutched in happiness. Cock pummelling. My slit savouring the best of life.
The unbelievable pleasure spasms were expanding my known bodily limits...the intensity of basically too much cock was exquisite ...my arse contracted within...a new fulsomely stretching counteracted grippy pulsation paradise of my butt‘s previously unknown capacity to give back to me. Maybe an anal gasm ...then my pussy joined the celebration ...it tightened...I was double constricted...addicted...once tasted like forbidden fruit...I would sin and double sin again...I knew it. Had a contina-gasm... there is no other way to describe it...no lull in the bodily rush of complete pleasure definition. My arse ablaze in delight. My pussy heated in climax. My body flamed through with pleasure flares. No guilt in this pleasure either ...hell it was calorie burner ...I was sweating...the guys were perspiring....their bodily liquids were mixing with mine as they very closely together twofold jizz filled me. Double teamed and double creamed and needing no dessert.
The cook was off me, the hunk was out from under me...but the big bastard scooped the combination of my girly juices and their cum onto his fingers and offered it to me; “Enjoy the sauce baby” Of course I licked his fingers...bringing to a strange halt an amazing life experience.Oh the burger was on the house and the two guys also had one each...funny how bawdy racy sex makes you really hungry. After that evening I always looked forward to the late finishing shifts at work. I even started deliberately taking them because the unimpeachable delight of a tandem cock work out to burn off some guilty kilojoules before enjoying a well deserved burger is one of life’s obligatory addictions.