Steve Golden - Free and easy bride

"Ohhhhhh! Ohhh!" he howled, as if in pain. "In your mouth! Cumming in your pretty mouth!"

Shelby drove her mouth down hard on his spurting cock. The head was lodged in her throat when the next streamer of cum burst free. She gulped it down. The jet squiggled into her gullet like a raw egg. Then she pulled back and let the head sit on her tongue as it spurted yet again.

There was nothing more exciting for a man than watching his cum spurt into a girl's mouth. Shelby knew this from all her years of experience. She reared back her head even farther. She opened her mouth wide. Now his cock was at an angle against her lips, and she could actually see the head gushing. He could watch his jets of jism leap across her waiting tongue.

The sight really did fascinate her. She could tell from the look in his eyes as he gazed down at her. Her hand slid up and down on his trembling cock. She was milking it expertly. Two more jets of silver cum spurted into her mouth, and she saved all the goo up in the back of her throat. Her fist went right on pumping, drawing out the dregs from his balls. She didn't let his cock go till she was sure he had no more to shoot.

"Oh my. Oh my," he wheezed, his breath ragged. He couldn't take his eyes off her drooling mouth.

Shelby squatted there between his legs, her mouth and throat clogged with spunk. Two thick strands of goo were already dangling from her chin like strings of elastic. Now, instead of swallowing her heavy load, she began to play with it. She swirled it around in her mouth with her tongue, and bit by bit she pushed it out over her bottom lip. It dribbled down over her chin like white glue.

"Shelby! Angel!" he hissed, unable to take his eyes off her. "Your mouth! So full of cum!"

She used her tongue like a snow-plow, pushing all the spunk forward and out over her bottom lip. For a moment her mouth was a solid oval of shimmering white jism. Then all the cum was spilling down, coating her chin, dangling from her face in elastic ropes six, twelve, and fifteen inches long. The jizz snapped and splashed messily over her heaving tits.

"Shelby! Oh my! Oh my!" Leo groaned.

But his young wife just grinned up at him. She spilled more cum from her mouth, till her chin was festooned with rubbery strands of it. She brought up her hands and began rubbing the goop into her tits.

Before dinner arrived, Shelby had time for a long hot bath. She was certain Leo would try to fuck her once the meal was over, and she made sure her cunt was washed clean of Kenny's cum. But as it turned out, she needn't have worded. Leo seemed drained after her blowjob, and after all it had been an exhausting day for both of them. He sank into a deep sleep before ten o'clock. She climbed into bed beside him and was soon asleep herself.

She woke up before six full of energy. She was raring to start the day, and she would have liked nothing better than an early morning fuck. But Leo was still sleeping soundly. She hadn't the heart to wake him. Instead she put on her exercise outfit and headed down to the hotel gym. Maybe she could work off her energy in other ways.

There was only one other person using the place. It was Rick, the good-looking young man who had taken them to their room the day before. He nodded at her coolly but didn't say anything. He went right on pumping weights on the universal equipment. He was very much involved in what he was doing, and didn't seem to have time for her.

Shelby began a gentle series of exercises on one of the low benches. Rick's coolness was fine with her. He was just a bellboy, after all. But from time to time she couldn't help but glance over at him. He was wearing nothing but a pair of very brief shorts, and the muscles of his arms and chest bulged beautifully as he moved. There was a fine film of oil covering his body.

Several minutes passed without either of them speaking. The only sound was the soft clank of weights rising and falling. But Shelby found herself staring at the handsome young man more and more. She loved the way the muscles of his belly rippled. And for some reason she wanted to break through his coolness.

"You have a great body," she said, her eyes still roaming over his oil-slick skin. "I like the way it shines so nicely."

"Thanks," he said, not even looking at her. He went right on pressing his weights.

There was a pause. She expected him to say something in return about her body. After all, wasn't she bulging out of her T-shirt? And hadn't her shorts ridden up far between the cheeks of her ass, leaving the buns damn near naked? What was the matter with the guy? She stopped working out and sat on her bench, pouting.

Her T-shirt was cut ragged just below her tits. If she moved in a certain way, the pale lower swells of the big tits were visible. She leaned back on the bench till she was flat on her back. The T-shirt rode up. Her tits separated slightly on her chest. They were on display now almost to the nipples.

She glanced over at him. Still he didn't look her way. She tugged the T-shirt even higher, until it was bunched up above her tits and her nipples and areolas were in the open. She flailed her arms out and back again on either side of her, stretching. Her tits heaved and strained on her chest, the nipples stiffening.

He still wasn't looking at her. Shelby couldn't believe it. She reached down and took hold of her shorts. She folded the crotchband into a narrow rope of material and tugged it upwards. The nylon fabric slipped between the pulpy outer lips of her cunt. It pressed against her clit and made her sigh with pleasure. Pussy-juice began seeping down from deep inside her.

She moaned softly. She couldn't help it. But still he didn't pay her any attention. In fact just as she was about to pull her T-shirt off altogether, he stopped pumping weights and stood up. He strode about for a while, stretching and turning his torso. Then he grabbed a towel and headed across the hall, into the area where the steam rooms and saunas were located. Shelby gazed after him, her eyes flashing.

Her first reaction was to say the hell with him. The guy was probably gay or something. But she didn't like to be ignored. It hardly ever happened, and so was never a problem. But when it did, it bothered her. It became a challenge getting the person's attention. And the young Rick guy was special because he was around her own age and he was so sexy and good-looking.

She climbed off her bench and followed him into the steam bath area. Her tits were still hanging half out of her T-shirt. The crotch band of her shorts was still partly stuck up her cunt. She poked her head into several rooms and didn't see him. But finally there he was, lying on an upper bench in one of the desert-dry saunas. He was naked. His huge cock lay gently curled over his left thigh.

"Mind if I join you?" she asked, slipping into the room.

"Be my guest," he muttered, as if he could care less one way or the other.

Shelby stood just below him, so that there was no way he could ignore her. Then, very slowly, she hauled her T-shirt over her head and threw it to one side. She pushed down her shorts and stepped from them. She put her hands on her hips and faced him, her big tits thrust out proudly. The lips of her cunt were parted slightly, thanks to her crotch band.

"What's the matter, don't you like girls?" she sneered. She moved from side to side and her big tits heaved.

"Sure I like girls," he grunted. "But I stay away from the ones who are just married. Especially when they're married to guys who are friends of the hotel management. I have a job to consider."

"It's not much of a job," she went on, rubbing her hands up and down her flanks. "A lot of guys would throw it out the window for a chance to fuck someone as beautiful as me."