Steve Golden - Free and easy bride

"Fuck my face," she said matter-of-factly. "Squat over my face and jam your big cock down my throat. See if you can get the whole thing into my gullet."

He sat there staring at her as if he hadn't understood a word. He watched her climb up from between his legs and shove the papers on his desk to one side. She made a space for herself there and then climbed up, still wearing her lewd underwear. He gaped at her in amazement, his hard-on jutting up from his lap.

"Come on, Charlie baby, what are you waiting for?" she urged. "Have you never fucked a girl in the mouth before? Shape up."

She was laying down on her back on top of the desk, with her head toward him. She spread her arms and her legs out on either side, bracing herself. Her head tilted over the edge and her bright blonde hair streamed down to the carpet. She was looking upside-down at him.

"I won't tell you again, Charlie baby," she grumbled. "Get up here now and fuck my face. Ram your big hard-on down my throat and mouth-fuck me. I'm really ready for this."

"What a dirty little slut you are," he muttered. "You're the dirtiest little whore I've ever met."

Shelby grinned at him from her upside-down position. She watched him struggle up from his chair, his big cock swinging up and down. Her arms reached over, and as he came in close she gripped the backs of his thighs. She drew him to her, opened her mouth wide.

"Stick it in there deep, Charlie boy," she encouraged. "I want to get a nice deep-throat job. Plow your cock as far as it'll go in my mouth!"

He grabbed hold of his prick and bent it down toward her upturned mouth. His other hand cradled the back of her neck and helped support her. But he didn't jam his cockhead between her lips right away. Instead, he started pressing the purple crown into her face and rubbing it around. He poked her cheek, her nose, her forehead, with the tip of his cock.

"Yes! Do that first, you dirty bastard!" she hissed, her voice full of excitement. "Rub your big greasy hard-on all over my face! Smear your cock-juice everywhere!"

His prick really was oozing a lot of juice. It seeped from the piss-slit in a clear gel, and as he moved his cock it smudged off onto her skin, leaving it sticky. Trails of slime appeared across both her cheeks, up alongside her nose, and over her forehead. One fat pearl caught on her eyelash and hung there.

"You're just as ditty as I am!" Shelby giggled, gazing up at his hairy balls. "You're just as fucking kinky as I am! You love to do dirty stuff to pretty teenaged girls, don't you? I bet it's a special thrill knowing that I'm married to an old friend of yours!"

Charlie said nothing. He went right on smearing pre-cum across her face, daubing her everywhere. He pressed his cock harder and harder into her skin. The shaft began to bend this way and that. He was groaning deep in his throat. He sounded as though he had no control over what he was doing.

"Dirty bastard! Dirty, kinky old bastard!" Shelby gloated. "You're just as bad as I…"

He cut her off by shoving his cock into her mouth. He plowed the head and four solid inches of cockmeat into her face, paused for a split second, then shoved in more. Soon Shelby was gulping on nearly eight inches of solid cock. Her lips were stretched grossly around the lower part of the shaft.

"Mmmmmm! Nmmmm!" she wailed, her fingers digging into the backs of his thighs. It was hard to tell if she was pleased or pissed off by what he had done.

"You want to have your face fucked. Okay, I'll fuck your face," he grunted. "Feel it go deep! Feel my cock go deep into your fucking throat!"

He began to hump back and forth, plowing his prick in and out of her mouth. He let go of her neck and reached down with both hands till he was cupping her tits. He shoved the crazy quarter-cup bra put of the way and mauled her tits with his fingers. He tweaked the nipples and made them jut up even farther off their areolas.

"You're just a two-timing bitch. A cock-crazy little whore," he sneered. "You shouldn't be married to Leo. You should be fucking and sucking for a living. You'd make a fortune. Fuck, what a slut you are!"

His strokes became faster. He was jamming his cock in and out of her mouth so fast he was snapping her head back again and again. All nine inches of prick were sliding between her lips. He was burying his cock to the balls in her face. His leathery nut-sac kept slapping against her nose. His pubic hair tickled her chin.

"You dress like a whore. You walk like a shore. You are a fucking whore," he went on, still mauling her tits. "You'll never get enough cock, will you?"

There was no way Shelby could answer. Her mouth was clogged with cock. Her neck was being snapped back again and again. She clung to the backs of his thighs and gazed up at his twitching balls. She could feel the head of his cock plowing deep into her gullet. It felt as though it were going as far as her chest.

"You want me to cum down your throat, bitch?" he gasped. "You want me to spurt hot cum all over your gullet? Or do you really want me to cum in your face?"

Shelby gurgled. It was impassible to tell what she wanted. He didn't care anyway. He rammed his cock back and forth in her mouth, stretching her lips every which way. Then he was bucking wildly, gushing out wad after wad of cum into her throat. He spurted deep in her gullet, pulled back, spewed a thick blast onto her tongue. His prick was spraying out quarts of thick jizz.

"Spurting down your throat, slut! Feel it gush into your mouth!" he howled. "And here's some in your face for good measure. That's what you wanted, isn't it?"

He drew back till his cock slipped from her lips altogether. He gripped the shaft with one hand, tilted tip her head with the other. He began to shoot thick jets of silver cum directly onto Shelby's upturned face. The goo slopped down onto her nose and forehead, onto her cheeks and into her eyes. Spunk was already drooling from her mouth in elastic strands.

She was gagging. She coughed and spluttered, spitting up streams of silvery cum. Bubbles of white formed at her nostrils as she snorted out the jizz. And still he spurted jets of it all over her face, drenching her, disfiguring her face with jism.

"Such a sleazy fucking bitch!" he moaned. "What a hot two-timing cunt!"

He jerked his cock and spurted out two final jets of spunk. They landed on either side of her mouth and drooled along her cheeks toward her eyes, like two tears heading in the wrong direction. Then he stuffed his cock back between her lips and fucked her mouth some more, giving her what she asked for.

He was the third man she'd had sex with that day, the fourth in the last thirty-six hours. She certainly had gotten her marriage off with a bang. But all good things had to come to an end.

And sure enough, Monday was as dull as the weekend had been exciting. Tuesday was even worse, and by Wednesday she was craving a littie extra action. Leo fucked her regularly each night, but he did it matter-of-factly. He didn't seem interested in anything out of the ordinary. He never made a move to eat her, for instance. He didn't even ask her to suck him off again.

When Kenny showed up on Thursday afternoon, with a big smile and a bunch of flowers, she could barely hide her pleasure. He was like a breath of fresh air. It took all her self-control not to press herself to him and fondle his cock. But since she was a married woman now, she figured she should at least let him make the first move. It was silly, but after her wild weekend she had calmed down a little bit.

"So how was the honeymoon?" Kenny grinned, sipping a drink and strolling around the huge sunken living room. "Could old Leo get it up or was it hopeless from the start?"

"The honeymoon was fine, and Leo was terrific," she sneered. She watched him closely, wondering why he wasn't dragging her right off to the bedroom. He was really being quite cool.