Nympho Girl

I discovered Bob Coulter’s Crazy Babe site a while ago and was blown away by how urban and gritty and “nasty but nice” the photography is. The girls are super nova hot and naughty as hell.

Photos on the site are 1024x (large). Here are some way-downsized typical (except for being censored) images:

If you like pussies and assholes as much as I do (I think they’re beautiful as well as tasty!), you’ll love Coulter’s Crazy Babe because he loves them, too. What does that mean? Lots and lots of close-ups, silly!

It all started two Fridays ago with Kelsey, my sexy boss-girl, saying, “I hope you can stay and help me.” “Why? What’s wrong?” “I need to find a letter from last summer. It seems to have been misfiled. A customer claims they never received a notice, and I know they did because I wrote it myself, but our copy seems to have been misfiled, so we need to go through the files till we find it. The lawyers won’t accept an electronic document.”

Kelsey’s always been good to me (she gives great head!), so of course I agreed. She was so happy she took us to Carabbas Italian Restaurant for dinner…yum!

Kelsey actually used to be a fashion model. Now in her 30’s, she too old for the runways, but she is full of wild tales about the nightlife led by the fashion model. Don’t envision some anorexic stick figure though. While I’m sure she weighed less when she was a model, she’s no stick figure, and her boobs are a right proper C-cup, not a B or A. Best of all, she has those puffy nipples which I love. They get puffier when I suck on them, of course…heh heh.

After dinner, we started poring over the files. I felt for Kelsey. She was in no serious danger of being fired, but a serious fuck-up could easily have stalled her upward mobility. She was a good friend and I wanted to help. And I really could help since I was not only more familiar with the files, but with the most likely ways things become misfiled.

Time dragged on: 7 p.m., 8 p.m., 9 p.m., 10 p.m. At around 10:30, I threw my arms up in the air and yelled, “I found it!” Kelsey put down the file folder she was looking through and smiled. I ran over and showed it to her. “Yes! That’s it! Oh thank you, thank you!!!”

She took me in her arms and hugged me. I hugged her back. The next thing I knew, our mouths were open and our tongues were caressing, when all of a sudden she stopped dead. I looked into her face and saw she was looking over my shoulder. I turned to see one of the cleaning crew, a handsome young black man, frozen like a deer in the headlights.

Kelsey said, “Hi, my name is Kelsey, what’s yours?” “Ned,” he replied softly. “Let’s do him!” I whispered eagerly in her ear. “Just what I was thinking,” she whispered back.

“Ned,” she said, “close and lock the door.” “Why?” he asked. “For privacy, silly.” “We’re going to fuck your brains out, and we wouldn’t want you to lose your job.” The precious boy was almost terrified. “Don’t worry about anything,” Kelsey said. “If anyone asks where you were, we’ll tell them you were doing some special work at my request.”

“Ummm,” he said, looking around, as if for someone to give him advice. For a moment, I almost wondered if he would turn us down, but at last he locked the door and headed our way.

When he got there, Kelsey pulled down his zipper and out came what I can only describe as a black anaconda. As big around as my wrist, and though still flaccid, nearly as long as my forearm, it was a cock of mythic proportions.

“My oh my,” said Kelsey, bug-eyed, her comment followed by a lascivious leer. My jaw was on the floor.

Kelsey pulled him close and pulled his cock up and down rhythmically. I unbuttoned my top, exposing my breasts which, compared to his cock, I admit, look rather normal.

Since she was Frenching him, I broke her grip on his cock, dropped to my knees, unhinged my jaw (I’m kidding), and did my best to suck him off without scraping the skin off his cock with my teeth.

Unfortunately, the more I blew him, the bigger his cock got. Finally, all I could do was lick it.

I stood up took off my skirt and then my panties. I then pressed his cock up against my pussy, holding it there with one hand while I moved my hips. He respondes with a rhythmic motion of his hips. I tipped my hips so that his cock rubbed my clit and did all I could to fight off an orgasm.

Kelsey let go of him, took off her own skirt and panties, sat on the table, and hooked her heels into the table edge, her knees far apart. The invitation was obvious and he accepted, dropping to his knees to worship and lick her furry vulva.

Dropping to my own knees, I pulled his pants down, jacking him off slowly. This went on for a few minutes. I then licked the “fuck you” finger of my other hand, making it plenty wet. I slid my finger into his asshole slowly, until I was all the way in. This allowed me to massage his prostate while still working his cock, which frequently makes guys come right there, but Ned resisted, and I could tell he was plenty excited from the rock-hardness of his dick.

So could Kelsey, because his attentions to her pussy became quite a bit more vigorous and effective, and she made sounds as if she was about to cum. This made him even more vigorous in his efforts on her pussy.

She came hard and pushed him off and sliding down into a heap on the floor. I pulled Ned up and sat him on the table, his feet on the floor and his huge cock pointing straight up at the ceiling. I had been masturbating him before, but now I could do it even more vigorously. As I pumped his stupendous cock I sucked the wrinkled sandpapery skin of his balls into my mouth.

When he seemed on the verge of ejaculation, I would stop jacking him off and just lick the shaft, feeling the bulging veins sliding up and down my tongue.

When he calmed down, I would suck and lick his glans to get him started again.

All of a sudden, he stopped being passive, pushed me to the floor and fucked me hard missionary while licking my neck and cheeks and giving me deep, probing Frenches on the mouth. Gathering up my legs and pushing them up to my shoulders, he pumped me deep and hard and had me coming like crazy, but his pumping was so violent and mindless, I’m sure he was unawares.

And so I came…and came…and came!!!

Then, he rolled me over, pulled my hips up so that my butt was up in the air but my shoulders and cheek were laying on the floor in a “low doggy” position. At the same time, I was signaling Kelsey to slide over, and when she did, I tongue-fucked her as hard as I could while she clamped her hands on my head to help me.

After a few minutes, Ned pulled out. The next thing I knew, his cock was pushing into my ass and, of course, I was cooperating as best I could, though he was so big it was a real effort. When he was finally full in, it was painful. But it was that “It hurts so good” kind of pain!

I helped Kelsey roll over and while I was being butt-banged, I rimmed Kelsey, enjoying the stinging taste of her asshole as it filled my mouth.

Once again, Ned had me cumming like crazy and once again he was totally oblivious, concentrating as he was on getting his own rocks off.

I could tell he was getting there, so I pushed him off and rolled over, grabbing his cock and, holding the tip over my chin, I jacked him off until he ejaculated sloppily into my mouth, over my nose and eyes, forehead and hair. And when he was done, I sucked the jizz off his dick, off my hand, and I ate whatever cum I could gather off my face. …It was tasty.

Ned stood up, pulled his pants up, rearranged his clothes, and said “I better get back to work.” Grabbing the two wastebaskets, he unlocked the door, dumped them into the bin in his cart, and disappeared.

After he was gone, and while Kelsey and I were getting dressed, Kelsey remarked,”I don’t think he said more than 10 or 15 words!” I thought and said, “I think you’re right!”

“Want a drink on the way home?” Kelsey asked, adding, “There’s a new Martini bar near the mall.” I had a Martini and Kelsey and I agreed, the Martinis tasted a lot like Ned.

Which was nice…