her. She hooked her legs in back of him and locked her ankles together.
'Fuck me, you sonovabitch! Fuck me hard and deep with your big cock!' she howled. 'Drill me with your cock! Pin me to the fucking wall!'
His hips pistoned back and forth. He was fucking her with deep, fast strokes, using every inch of his prick. He grabbed her tits, squeezed them in his fingers. He gazed down from time to time, loving the sight of his big cock sliding in and out of a hairless pink cunt.
He was soon very close to cumming. All week he'd been looking forward to doing this to her, and now that it was happening, he wouldn't hold back for long. He drilled his cock into her for maybe another minute. He bucked her back and forth on the counter top like a rag doll. Then he groaned loudly and pulled his prick from her cunt. He gripped it in his fist and began jerking off, aiming the purple head of his cock down at her pussy.
'Going to cum all over your shaved cat, bitch!' he growled. 'Going to spray your bald cunt with my hot fucking cum!'
And sure enough he spurted out a thick wad of spunk into her crotch. It splashed over the open lips of her cunt and drooled down in elastic strings. The white goo clung to her tagged cuntlips like wax. It was followed by another jet. And another. And soon her bald cunt was awash in drooling spunk. The white slime flowed over her cunt and seeped inside. Some of it trickled down into the crack of her ass.
'Spunking on your cunt, slut!' he groaned. 'Covering your hot fucking cunt with cockcream!'
His cock spurted again and again. He hosed her cunt down with jet after jet of steaming white jism. He made sure her entire crotch was soiled and steaming with warm cum.
She watched the whole process with glazed eyes. She accepted his cum-bath without question. And when he finally quit spurting, she reached down and ran her fingers through all the sticky goo. She spread it about on her shaved crotch mound. She mashed it between her open cunt-lips. When she next raised her hand, her fingers were webbed with gooey white spunk.
'Get in the bathtub, bitch,' he gasped finally. 'You're one hell of a fucking mess. You need to be cleaned up.'
She gazed at him for a while as if she didn't understand. And when she didn't move, he circled her waist with his arm and hauled her up off the bathroom counter. His wilting cock dangled against her thigh and drooled cum onto her stockings. She tried to grab it but he was already easing her over into the bathtub.
He placed her on her knees in the tub and climbed in to stand in front of her. His halfhard cock loomed over her and she gazed up at it dumbly. She thought he wanted her to suck it and she reached up her hand and moved her mouth toward it. But he stopped her. His hand gripped her shoulder and held her two feet away from his cock. He stared down at her with a weird light in his eyes.
'You're a very dirty girl. You need to be hosed down,' he said quietly. He held his cock in his free hand and aimed it down toward her.
Shelby had no idea what he was up to. She squatted there on her knees and waited, her mind still foggy with her climax. Only when she fell the first trickle of hot fluid against her stockinged thigh did she come awake. Her eyes widened and she glared at his cock in disbelief.
He was passing on her. A small stream of golden of pee had begun to flow from his cock and it was jetting against her thigh. She watched it, too amazed to speak. She saw the stream grow stronger and angle sideways into her crotch.
'Your pussy is all messy with cum. It needs washing,' he grunted. He directed the now strong jets of piss onto her soiled crotch, hosing away all the gooey cum he'd spilled there.
This was like some weird dream, Shelby thought. She watched with stunned eyes as the glittering stream of piss washed over her crotch. She wasn't even surprised when he directed the jets higher, dashing them against her belly, and then over her big tits. The stream was huge now. It was hot and golden, and it cascaded over her tits like sparkling wine.
'You're pissing on me,' she muttered, as if saying the words out loud would make them believable. 'You're pissing all over my belly and tits.'
'And all over your cock sucking slut face,' he grunted, angling the piss stream even higher. 'I'm drenching your pretty whore's face with steaming hot pee!'
For some reason Shelby didn't even try to get out of the way. She tilted her head back and waited, knowing full well what was coming. She felt the hot jets of piss dancing over her tits, her neck, her chin. Then the golden shower was raining down on her face, splattering her lovely features in endless streams.
'Open your mouth, bitch!' he ordered. 'Drink down my hot pee!'
Without question Shelby did as she was told. With the streams of urine still splattering over her face, she gaped wide her lips. Immediately the hot jets were gushing inside, filling her mouth and overflowing her lips. She shut off her throat and spurted the golden fluid up from her lips in shimmering fountains. Pigs poured off her face in sheets.
'Feel it all over your face, bitch,' he gasped. 'Feel my hot piss drenching your slut's face! Drink it all down!'
Shelby squatted there in the bathtub, gripping the backs of his thighs and tilting her head back helplessly. Streams of piss splattered over her cheeks and into her eyes. It gushed from her mouth and bubbled from her nose; Charlie was one kinky bastard, she thought dreamily.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Later that night Shelby had a long talk with Charlie. They spoke about Leo, and the chances of her getting back in his good graces. Charlie said he would talk to his old friend. He would see what he could do for her. But he added that things didn't look very promising. Leo was a stubborn man. He didn't easily forgive people once they'd betrayed him.
Shelby agreed. It wasn't going to be easy getting Leo to forgive her. And Charlie wasn't exactly the best guy to have pleading her case. The hotel manager had an obvious interest in keeping them apart. He could certainly have his way with her more easily if she wasn't living with her husband.
If she wanted her shaky marriage to survive, she would have to do something herself, she realized. She would have to come up with some scheme to make Leo look at her differently. Promising never to fuck or suck another man would be one way, of course, but that was no guarantee. The damage had already been done. There had to be another way out of this mess.
And there was. It came to her quite suddenly as she was soaking in a hot bath late that night. There was no guarantee that the plan would work. In fact, knowing Leo as she did, there was an excellent chance that it wouldn't. But it was worth a try. She was desperate. She climbed out of the tub and dialed a familiar number on the hotel phone.
'Hello, Joni?' she said. 'Do you and Shana still have the hots for our old teacher Leo? Good. Because there's something I want the two of you to do for me.'
For the whole of their last year in high school, Joni and Shana had been crazy about Leo, for some reason. Shelby could never figure it out. They were such wild and sexy girls. In fact they'd been kicked out of school four months before graduation when they were caught in the boys' locker room with nine members of the football team. They fucked and sucked up a storm, the two of them, with anyone and everyone. Yet they liked Leo.
Maybe it was because he was so indifferent towards them. He probably represented some kind of challenge to them. They were so sexy and beautiful that they could have any guy they wanted. Leo always avoided them. In fact he was out and out cold to them whenever they were in the vicinity. They always wanted to break down his reserve, but they never could. Now Shelby had given them their chance.
The evening after her phone call, the two of them were ringing the doorbell of the huge white house. They were dressed like two teenage hookers, with short skirts and open blouses. Their faces were heavily made-up, but still very young and very beautiful. Joni tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for Leo to answer the bell. Shana chewed on a wad of gum and snapped pink bubbles from her lips.
When Leo finally appeared, he looked tired. He looked like he hadn't slept for a long time, in fact. He gazed out at the two young beauties without recognizing them. He didn't say anything. He just stared at them a bit
