'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.
CHAPTER FOUR
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?'
'I didn't have to do anything. He just liked what he saw,' she snapped. 'I happen to be pretty fucking attractive, in case you hadn't noticed. And I see that you have.'
For a second she caught him off guard, and he looked away in embarrassment. He fumbled with his pen some more and then sat back in his chair, trying to look stern. She took a step closer to the desk, determined to press her advantage.
'There are thousands of guys out there, young guys, middle-aged guys, old guys, and most of them would like nothing better than to fuck someone as young and sexy and beautiful as I am. Leo was just more honest about it than most. He wanted to marry me first.'
'Poor Leo,' he sighed.
'I think you're just jealous. I've seen the way you look at me. You're just like all the rest. You'd like nothing better than to poke me. You'd just never admit it.'
'You're nothing but a teenaged slut. Why should I want to do anything with you? My only concern is Leo, and what my poor old friend has gotten himself into.'
'Oh yeah? And so if I offered myself to you, you'd turn me down?'
'Of course, you conceited little bitch.'
Shelby was on familiar ground at last. Quite calmly, she undid her dress and stepped out of it. She stood there in front of him wearing nothing but a black lace garter belt, matching stockings, and a black quarter-cup bra. She wore no panties, and her freshly fucked cunt was on full display.
'There, Mr. Hotshot Hotel Manager. Tell me you don't want a piece of that. Tell me you don't want to shove your cock into this sweet piece of teenaged ass.'
She placed her hands on her hips and grinned at him. All the color had drained from his face. He gazed at her as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing. His mouth opened and then closed. He seemed to be trying to speak but no words came.
'What's the matter?' she teased. 'You never seen teenaged cunt up close before? It's a little messy, I have to admit. Rick really blasted a huge load of cum up there. But it's still very sweet-tasting.'
She actually spread her legs and peeled the lips of her cunt open with her fingers. The pink skin was already puffy and glistening. Now a thick glob of silvery goo rolled down and hung from her crotch like elastic. It was Rick's spunk, still oozing down from deep inside her.
'You're out of your mind,' he gasped, his mouth finally forming words. 'Too much sex has made you crazy. I'm going to call security. I'll have you thrown out of here.'
He didn't move a muscle. He just sat there gaping at her oozing cunt, and at her big tits spilling over the top of her quarter-cup bra. He seemed dazed, as it he'd just been hit with something heavy and hard.
'I tell you what I'll do,' she went on, easing round the desk toward him. 'All you have to do is promise not to tell Leo what you saw this morning, and I'll let you poke your cock wherever you like. What do you say?'
'You're crazy. You're out of your mind,' he muttered, staring at her through his tinted eyes.
'Maybe you won't want to fuck my cunt so soon after Rick filled it full of cum. But there are other places for a naughty man to shove his cock, if he has imagination. Do you think my cunt's too mussy?'
She was close enough to take his hand now, and she placed it squarely on her oozing cunt, pressing his fingers up the length of her slit. She felt a quiver go through him, but he didn't pull his hand away. Not even when a gob of slime slid into his palm. She poked one of his fingers directly inside her.
