"Are you really going to wear that dress?'* Rodney asked, watching Bonnie apply make-up in front of her mirror. He was standing by the bedroom door, knotting his tie.
"What's wrong with it?" Bonnie asked, all innocence. She rubbed a thick wad of scarlet lipstick across her mouth. Her eyelids were already inky under a thick coat of eye shadow.
"You look like a whore, or a porno star or something!" he growled. "I can damn near see your nipples?"
"But that's the whole point of a dress like this! To tease!" Bonnie giggled. "I thought you wanted me to impress Mr. Henderson! Well, this dress will impress him, I guarantee!"
"He'll think Pm married to a slut. My boss will think my wife is a goddamn tramp," Rodney said.
"Rodney, sweetheart." Bonnie smiled, batting her eyelashes at him in the mirror. "Your wife is a slut and a tramp. That's what I want you to realize."
"Don't talk like that," he said. And he turned quickly and left the room.
Bonnie giggled again and glanced at herself in the mirror. The dress really was daring, she thought, but so what? The party was likely to be real dull, and if she could liven it up by showing off her tits, well, why not? Besides, she'd met Rodney's boss a couple of times, and the guy wasn't bad-looking. Maybe she could be extra nice to him and help get Rodney a promotion. She'd bet money the old fart would just love to get his hands on a horny woman like herself.
She finished with her make-up, grabbed a light wrap to cover her shoulders and tits for at least part of the evening, and joined her husband in the driveway. He had the car running already and he was capping the steering wheel impatiently. He didn't speak to her as she climbed in beside him. He didn't talk all the way to the party. He was obviously pissed off that she wanted to show her tits off to other men.
As soon as they entered Mr. Henderson's house, she slipped away from him and began to mingle on her own. It was a huge, rambling mansion of a place, all antique wood and leather, and she felt she was in the presence of real wealth for the very first time. She wandered from room to room, examining every item of lush furnishing. It gave her a strange, sexy thrill to be in such surroundings.
She kept looking for Mr. Henderson, but the handsome gray-haired boss was nowhere to be seen. Instead, she made small talk with three or four people, mostly men, while she drifted from room to room sipping her wine. She was careful to keep her wrap around her shoulders for the time being, She was saving the sight of her tits for Mr. Henderson alone. Since he was recently divorced, he might be more than willing to have a little fun with her. It was worth a try.
Finally, when she was about to give up, a door opened to her left and there he was. He was all alone, and his face had a thoughtful look to it, as if he'd just completed some serious business phone call. He paused, still deep in thought. Then suddenly he caught sight of her and his face lit up in a warm and appreciative smile. He came over to her and took her hand.
"I know you. You're Rodney's stunning young wife, aren't you?" he asked. "My, you're even more lovely than I remember."
"I'm flattered that you remember me at all," Bonnie said, letting her wrap fall open and down off her shoulders. Her gorgeous tits came into view, bulging out over her dress in creamy swells.
"Oh, I could never forget a face like yours," he said. But from the way he gazed at her tits it was clear that her face wasn't what he remembered most. He stood there for a moment without saying anything else. He just held her hand in his and stared at her swelling tits.
"I hope that you're managing to have a little fun, now that you're on your own," Bonnie said. "I mean, you know what they say about all work and no play."
"As a matter of fact, I am enjoying myself, though it's hard sometimes for a man my age. I especially like being with young women like yourself."
Again he gave her tits a meaningful stare. He still hadn't let go of her hand.
"I'm glad," Bonnie said. "Because I happen to love older men. They get me all hot and bothered and make me want to do all kinds of wild things!"
"Oh really? Like what?" he asked, his eyes twinkling. The serious look he'd had a few minutes earlier was nowhere to be seen.
"Oh, you know! Dirty things! Stuff I would never do with my husband!" she murmured.
The strap of her dress slid off her shoulder» but she made no move to replace it. Her left tit was almost fully exposed now. He could see a sliver of her pink nipple. She blinked her big blue eyes at him and ran her tongue over her red lips, making them all wet and shiny. She squeezed his hand a little harder and stepped closer to him, so that her near-naked tit pressed against his arm.
"Could you tell me what these things are?" he asked. "Give me a hint at least? I enjoy hearing what young women get up to these days."
"Well," Bonnie said, leaning close to his ear to whisper. "I just love to suck cock, but my husband isn't really interested! There's nothing I like better than a huge, swollen prick plowing in and out of my mouth! And I love for a man to call me dirty names while I suck him off!"
Mr. Henderson didn't say anything. But she thought she felt a kind of tremor go through him. He gazed into her eyes, then looked down at her tits again. Her dress had slipped a little lower, so that now one stiff nipple was completely exposed. She made no move to cover it up. She simply stared up at him with playful, teasing eyes as she continued talking.
"I like to get tit-fucked, too! I just love it when a guy sits on the and forces his cock down between my tits to fuck them! It makes me feel so dirty and used, you know?"
"Mmmmmm!" Henderson groaned. He slipped an arm around her tiny waist and let his hand slide down over her ass. When Bonnie didn't protest, he squeezed her asscheek tight.
"Then I like to use my mouth on him some more. You know, lick his balls and suck them and everything. And when he's about to cum, I take him back in my mouth and bring him off, I just love it when a guy cums in my mouth, you know? It feels so sexy, the way the jets of hot spunk shoot over your tongue and everything. I love to eat jizz. I just love it."
Henderson groaned and slid his hand between the cheeks of her ass. She didn't complain. In fact she forced her hand back onto his hand, making things easier for him. He could feel the heat and lushness of her perfect body through the thin dress. And his cock began to thicken in his pants. He was breathing more heavily by the second.
"Have you ever cum in a pretty young girl's mouth, Mr. Henderson?" she asked, batting her eyes at him. "Or do you prefer to shoot all over a girl's tits? Lots of guys like to spray a girl's face with cum too. I had a couple of boyfriends who liked that. When they were about to cum, they would make me pull on their cocks till they shot hot spunk all over my eyes and nose and hair. It really got me excited."
Suddenly Henderson's hand left her ass and he circled her waist again. Then he was pulling her back through the door he'd come through only a few minutes earlier. He clicked a lock behind them and clutched her to him, mashing his mouth down on hers and forcing his tongue between her lips. He slipped her remaining dress strap off her shoulder and suddenly Bonnie was naked from the waist up. Her dress was draped uselessly over her hips.
"You are a horny little bitch, aren't you?" he asked, breaking off their kiss and looking at her. "You're the horniest little bitch I've ever met!"
Bonnie grinned. Horny little bitch. She never would have thought Mr. Henderson would use such language, but she was glad he did. It sent a lewd, dirty thrill through her. She wanted to hear more. She wanted him to call her slut and whore and cunt.
"Yes!" she moaned. "I'm a horny little bitch! Call me names like that! Talk dirty to me! I love to be called filthy names!"
They were in some kind of study or library. But Bonnie barely had time to take in her surroundings before he was hauling her over to a huge desk in front of the window. He slipped off his jacket, opened up his pants and shoved them and his shorts down to his ankles. Then he opened his shirt and sat down in his desk chair. There was a look of real tension on his face.
"On your knees, bitch! Let's see if you're good at anything other than dirty talk! Let's see if you can use that cockteasing little mouth the way you say you can!"
Bonnie felt another thrill go through her. He was speaking to her harshly, ordering her to do things. And she loved it. There was none of the gentleness and tenderness she got from her husband, and she was glad. In six weeks of marriage, she'd almost forgotten how exciting sex could be.
"I said on your knees, slut!" he growled. "Get down on your knees and suck my cock!"
For a second, Bonnie thought he would hit her. She blinked in shock at the force of his voice, then dropped quickly to her knees. She saw his prick for the first time and her heart skipped a beat. It was eight inches long and nowhere near erect. It lay drooped down one thigh, puffy and half-hard. The foreskin had peeled back and the cockhead was shining wetly.
"You going to stare at it all day, or suck it, whore?" he asked, staring down at her coldly. "You going to suck me off, or do I have to slap your face with it?"
He did actually grab hold of his half-hard cock and wave it back and forth in front of her. She had dipped down her head, ready to begin licking the prickshaft. He slapped her face hard with his heavy cock. Her mouth was half-open, and loud, hollow sounds came out as he smacked first one cheek, then the other with his big prick. It was as thick as her wrist already, Bonnie noticed.
"Please, let me have it!" she gasped. "I'll, suck it if you'll let me! I'll lick your cock and your balls! I'll even lick your asshole if you want me to! Please give me your cock!"
He finally let go his prick, and it lay throbbing along one thigh again. Bonnie curled her fingers around it quickly and tilted it upright. Then she leaned forward and licked the cock-head three times. She sank her bright-red mouth down over the head and the top two inches of prick. She began to suck noisily.
For the moment, Henderson had nothing else to say. Her warm, wet mouth felt good on his throbbing cock. She was using her lips and her tongue like a real expert, teasing him, licking him, sucking the cockhead wetly. Her cheeks were swelling and then hollowing. Her full lips were stretching nicely around the bulk of the cockshaft. Suddenly she raised her eyes to his face and gazed at him.
His cock throbbed. And suddenly he remembered that this little bitch was married to one of his brighter employees. Not only that, but she was so incredibly young. All her whorish red lipstick and inky black eye shadow did little to disguise her youth. She looked like a young girl who had been playing with her mother's makeup and had applied too much.
He felt a great pang of lust go through him. And for a second, he toyed with the idea of tossing her over his desk and fucking her silly. But this was more fun. Sucking would last longer. He really did want to see just how much the little slut was capable of with her mouth. His cock swelled thicker in her mouth.
"It's growing! It's getting harder and thicker!" she gasped, suddenly pulling her mouth off his cock. "I guess you like what I'm doing, huh?"
"Just keep doing it, slut! Don't talk about it!" he growled. "When I want the comments of a dirty cocksucking slut, I'll ask for them! Suck cock, bitch! Gram my cock in your face!"
Bonnie grinned and went back to his cock. But instead of sucking it back between her lips, she began to lick it. Her tongue stuck out and she scraped it up the underside of the cockshaft, from the base to the head and back again. She repeated the process, holding the cock upright in her fingers and rotating it slightly so she could lick every inch of the growing shaft. It soon soared up to almost ten inches in her fist.
"Fuck, I love it! It's so fucking big!" Bonnie cried. And she licked quickly all the way down the ragged vein that ran down the underside of his cock.
She paused at his balls, then began licking them too, coating them with a fine layer of spittle. Her fingers crept under his bloated sac and she urged one ball upward till she could slip it between her lips. She began to suck it, rolling it around on her tongue and tugging the skin of the sac taut with her lips. The wet heat of her mouth bathed every part of the aching ball.
"Yeah, suck my balls, bitch! Suck my aching balls with your hot cocksucking mouth!" Henderson gasped.
Bonnie's heart pounded with excitement. She spat out one ball and slipped the other into her mouth, repeating her expert sucking. She slid her hand deep down between his asscheeks and probed at his asshole with her finger, he shifted in his chair and let her slip her finger up his asshole.
"Christ, what a dirty little slut you are!" he groaned. "Is there anything you won't do for a man, bitch?"
Bonnie didn't answer. She was too busy sucking his balls. But then she spat out his ball and smiled up at him lewdly. She shifted on her knees and raised herself till her tits were pressed onto both of his thighs. His cock was tilted up over his belly at an angle now, a solid ten inches of red prick. She let one big tit roll over the hard cock, the nipple scraping up the side of the cockshaft. She forced the cock back and forth with her tit till it pushed neatly into her deep cleavage.
"I'm going to fuck you with my tits!" she groaned. "I'm going to get you so hard your cock will feel like it's dropping off! Then Fm going to take you back in my mouth and suck you some more, till you fill my face with hot gooey spunk!"
"Do it, whore! Don't just talk about it!" he whispered. And he watched as she pressed her tits firmly on either side of his blazing hard-on.
She trapped it there and then began bobbing up and down gently. His prick slid up and down between the twin mounds. The purple prickhead and several inches of shaft were visible each time she dipped low. He saw a thick pearl of clear jizz ooze free of the pricktip and stick to one tit. He only hoped he could hold off cumming until the horny little slut had shown him all she could do.
"Feel good? Feel nice to have my tits fucking your cock?"
"Shut the fuck up and tit-fuck me!" he groaned. "You're nothing but a dirty little cocksucking slut, and I want your tits all over my big prick!"
His cock was even bigger now. Bonnie had a sudden urge to sit on it, to have it fuck back and forth in her cunt. But there really wasn't time. Rodney would be wondering where she was. For now, she'd have to content herself with using her mouth and tits on Mr. Henderson. But that didn't mean she couldn't arrange to see the sexy older man some other time.
"Will you fuck me properly with this thing sometime?" Bonnie asked, riding her tits up and down on either side of his hard-on. "Fuck, I want this monster up my cunt so bad! I've never had a cock so big!"
"If you're a good little bitch, and if you get on your knees and beg and plead, I might fuck you some time!" he gasped. "But first I have to see how well you get me off this time! You really going to eat my hot cum?"
"Anything!" she hissed. "I'll do anything you like! Only promise me you'll fuck me soon, in a bed, with this big, beautiful prick!"
"I never make promises to horny little whores! Now suck my cock some more, bitch!"
Bonnie grabbed his cock from between her tits and sank her mouth down deep on it, taking well over half the prick between her lips on each stroke. Her blonde head bobbed up and down for two or three minutes, her mouth making loud slurping sounds as she sucked. Her fist was wrapped tightly around the base of the shaft and she was jacking it up and down wildly.
He stared down at her, his balls aching, and wondered what such a horny little slut was doing with a boring jerk like Rodney. She was way too much woman for him. Rodney was a fine young executive, but he was a bore. With a sly grin, Henderson began imagining what he would do to her if he had her all to himself several afternoons a week.
"Fuck, I love cock!" Bonnie gasped suddenly, pulling her wet mouth off his blazing hard-on. "I love to suck cocks almost as much as I love to fuck them! Maybe more!"
She gripped his prick hard and began rubbing it into her face, smearing the big purple cockhead around and around on her cheek, nose, and forehead. It was leaking pre-cum, and the stuff rubbed off onto her eyelashes and skin. She stuck out her tongue and licked his cockhead each time it passed over her lips. Her eyelids were droopy with sexual hunger.
"Call me names again! Call me dirty, filthy names!" she groaned, smearing his cockhead into her left eye and down the side of her nose.
"You're a cunt! A slut! A bitch! You're a dirty, cum-eating little cocksucker!" he cried. "Lick my balls some more! Suck my prick!"
Bonnie smiled, each dirty word sending a thrill through her. She dipped her head and began licking his balls again. Quickly, she slipped one ball between her lips and began sucking. Her fist never stopped shucking up and down on the foot-long prickshaft. Her fingers kept just the right amount of pressure on it.
Finally, she pulled her mouth off his balls and went back to sucking his cock with a vengeance. She had to bring him off soon. She had to taste his cum. The whole crazy episode had only taken a few minutes, but Rodney must be wondering where she was.
"I better warn you, bitch, I cum in quarts!" Henderson grunted, sweeping the blonde hair up off her face so that he could watch her cheeks hollow and swell on his prick.
"Good!" she gasped, pulling off his prick just long enough to tit-fuck it again for a moment or two. "I love spunk! Shoot as much as you want! Fill my mouth! Cover my face! Do whatever you want!"
She crammed his cock back between her lips and squeezed it hard in her fist. She drove her mouth far down on the cockshaft, taking in eight or nine inches at one gulp. Then, sensing that he was very close to the edge, she backed off and kept only the prickhead and one or two inches of shaft on her tongue. She stared up into his face and ran her fist up and down on the cock crazily.
"You dirty cocksucking bitch!" he howled, unable to hold himself back any longer. His ass raised up off his chair slightly as he felt as he felt his balls begin to throb.
A hot jet of cum splashed against the roof of Bonnie's mouth and slithered under her tongue and between her teeth. It felt like a huge amount of fluid, and Bonnie wondered quickly if she'd be able to take all his spunk without spilling some. She squeezed his balls with one hand and tugged on his cock with the other. She waited for the rest of his thick jizz, hoping she wouldn't gag on it.
A second huge jet blasted free, and Bonnie's checks ballooned out, as two streams of spunk trickled from the comers of her mouth. The cum drooled down her chin and then hung off her jaw in two thick strings which grew longer and longer, stretching all the time. Her throat bobbed as she tried to swallow.
His cock spurted a third time, and now Ronnie was in real trouble. Her mouth was clogged to capacity with hot spunk. She gagged, coughed, and three more streams of white spunk overflowed her lips and drooled down her chin. They slopped down onto her naked tits and poured into her cleavage. Several streams joined and flowed thickly onto her belly.
"Drink it all down! Eat my cum, bitch!" he howled.
For the first time, he noticed a tiny hint of panic in her big blue eyes. She still had his cock in her mouth, and her fist still pumped it, but she was obviously wondering if she could take much more.
Suddenly his cock slipped from her mouth and her lips sagged open. A great glob of jizz sloshed over her lips and slithered down her chin. Four or five strands of cum were now dangling from her face, and they snapped and fell messily onto her tits one or two at a time. Her face looked shocked, as if she had no idea a man could shoot so much cum. She gazed stupidly down at her drenched tits and then at the head of his still-spurting cock.
Mr. Henderson's cock had tilted down from its own weight, though Bonnie still held it loosely in her hand and milked it. As she watched, another two or three strong jets of cum shot out and splashed over her tits, one of them hitting her nipple directly and then hanging there like gooey string. The spunk flowed steadily down her tits. It slithered down her belly and into her navel before disappearing into the folds of her dress.
He grabbed his cock from her finally and stuffed it back between her cum-clogged lips. But it had quit spurting now. It simply oozed the dregs of his cum onto her tongue. She could feel the thick strings of jism still drooling down her chin, tits, and belly. She felt totally spoiled with spunk.
"You're a dirty little cum-eating slut, you know that?" Henderson asked.
Bonnie smiled up at him weakly, her mouth still wrapped around his oozing prick.