Steve Golden - Free and easy bride

"As a matter of fact, he hasn't fucked me at all yet," Shelby admitted. "I sucked him off and that was it."

"You mean I get to fuck you before your husband?" he gasped, his voice breaking.

"Yes. Aren't you the lucky one?" she smiled. "You sure were in the right place at the right time this morning."

She placed one foot on the bench beside him and heaved herself up in front of him. Her big tits dangled in his face. She squatted down, her knees bent. With one hand she gripped his hard-on and held it upright. She stuffed the cockhead between the lips of her cunt and then began sinking down on top of him.

"Do you feel it going into me?" she hissed in his face. "Do you feel your big hard cock bulling all the way inside my tight wet cunt?"

"Fuck, yeah!" he howled. "All the way, baby! Let it go up there all the fucking way!"

Lower and lower Shelby sank on top of him. And inch after inch of his rock-hard cock slid up into her cunt. Soon she could let it go. It was locked solidly in the wet pink folds of her pussy. She paused, shifted from left to right, and then sank down some more. Soon all of the thick cock was up inside her and her asscheeks were resting on his balls.

"There it goes, big boy! It's all the way up inside me!" she grinned. "Doesn't it feel good? Doesn't it feel nice and sweet inside my wet cunt?"

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" Rick muttered. His eyes closed with pleasure.

His hands settled just above her hips. He could almost circle her whole waist with his fingers. They sat there like that for a moment, barely moving. Shelby just shifted slightly from time to time, adjusting to the feel of the big cock inside her. She braced herself by placing her hands on his shoulders.

"Here we go, baby! Are you ready for a hot fuck?" she said suddenly. She was grinning widely. Then she was bouncing up and down in his lap, driving herself along the shaft of his cock. She was doing all the work. All he had to do was sit there. Her tits jiggled this way and that as she moved. They smacked against his face from time to time.

"You're such a hot fucking slut! Such a fucking sleazy cunt!" he groaned. "And you're so fucking wet!"

She really was. Her cunt was oozing all kinds of cream down over his cock, making penetration easy. Each time she lunged down on him, there was a wet slurping sound. His cock gleamed with all the oil and juice.

"I love cock," she purred. "I love big hard cock so much! I don't think I'll ever get enough!"

Her lunges grew longer. She was rising high in his lap now on every stroke and then falling swiftly back down along his cock. She was taking every inch of his prick and loving it. She grunted and groaned and hissed in his face. Her tits kept smacking him in the mouth.

"So good! Your cock feels so good inside me!" she howled. "I'm going to cum real fast, I know it!"

"Me too, baby!" he gasped. "I can't take much more of this! Your cunt is squeezing my cock, I swear!"

She bucked up and down, her hairy flying, her tits bouncing. She was riding him faster and faster. Cunt-juice flowed down from deep inside her, soaking his cock and balls. Her lower body began to shudder and jerk. She dug her fingers into his shoulders. She bared her teeth in a weird snarl. Then she was cumming.

"Oh fuck! Cocksucker!" she wailed, her body pumping steadily. "So good! So fucking good inside me!"

Her cunt melted around his cock. Warm cunt juice gushed out all over the place. She chugged up and down, moaning and whimpering the whole time. The muscles in her legs and belly strained. Each time his cock knifed into her, a wave of pleasure flowed through her belly and into her tits.

"Cumming, you bastard! Cumming all over your big cock!" she raved. "So good! So fucking good!"

She went on for some time like this, wave after wave of pleasure rolling through her. But then he was jerking underneath her. He was humping his ass up off the bench, driving his prick far up inside her pussy. He groaned loudly as he felt his control slipping away.

"I'm cumming too, you bitch!" he grunted. "Shooting hot cum up your cunt, you hot slut!"

He lunged deep inside her, and his cock spewed out a thick wad of spunk. And another. And another. Cum gushed into her in juicy knots, splattering her curt walls and oozing back down along his shaft. Silver trickles of slime overflowed her cunt and dribbled over his balls.

"Yes! Cum inside my cunt, you bastard!" she howled. "Fill me full of hot fizz! I love it! I fucking love hot spunk spurting inside me!"

Still she rode up and down on top of him, meeting his upward thrusts. And more and more cum shot off from his cock, drenching her insides. Her cunt felt sticky, as if it was being shot full of glue. The warm wet slime coated the insides of her thighs and her crotch hair. He rammed his cock up inside her again and again, firing off glob after glob of cum. His eyes rolled back into his head and then came back into focus as the door to the sauna opened. He stopped moving so suddenly that Shelby glanced at him and then followed the direction of his stare. Together they found themselves looking at the stern features of Charlie Tate, the hotel manager and Leo's old friend. Obviously he was not amused.

Within twenty minutes Shelby was tapping at the door of Charlie Tate's office. She'd just had time to rush up to the bridal suite, clean up and dress. Thankfully, Leo was still sleeping. Without disturbing him, she slipped back downstairs. She had to try to set things right with the hotel manager. Her marriage was at stake.

The scene at the sauna had been over quickly. Mr. Tate didn't rant and rave. He didn't tell young Rick that he was fired. He just stood there quietly staring at them for maybe thirty seconds. Then he closed the sauna door and left. Rick had cursed her, calling her a cockteasing troublemaker. The two of them had quickly gone their separate ways.

Now she was about to see Mr. Tate on her own, and she didn't like the idea one bit. She felt like she was back in high school and was about to see the principal. She was nervous and shy. But it couldn't be avoided. She had to see the guy before he could tell Leo what he'd seen. It was her only chance.

She knocked on the office door again, and when there was still no answer she opened it and went inside. She had a feeling he was in there and she was right. He was sitting behind his desk, scribbling on a note pad. He didn't seem surprised to see her. He glanced up at her and went on writing.

"Mr. Tate. I have to see you. About what you saw downstairs a while back," she muttered. "I have to explain."

"What's to explain?" he sneered. "It was pretty obvious what was going on. You were fucking one of my employees. I'm surprised you're not busy looking for someone else to lead astray. How about one of my cooks? Or one of the janitorial staff? There must be someone else you can throw yourself at."

Shelby stood in front of his desk with her hands folded primly in her lap. This wasn't going to be easy. That much was clear. She wondered how to begin. He wasn't making it any simpler by ignoring her and writing on his damn sheet of paper.

"Are you going to fire him? Are you going to fire Rick for what I did with him?" she said.

"Probably. I can't have my employees acting that way with hotel guests. But in any case it's none of your business. I'll do what I see fit."

He stopped writing and, looked at her properly for the first time. There was kind of a sad look in his eyes, as if she were a daughter that had disappointed him in some way. He put down his pen and leaned forward on his elbows. His eyes traveled down her gorgeous young body and then back up again.

"However did you get poor Leo to marry you?" he said at last. "What did you do to get him to share his life with you?"