Page 34 of Bridesmaid for Hire
What is a woman doing in my bed?
And then it hits me, my eyes fly open, and I glance down at my crotch where Maggie, still apparently asleep, is snuggling with my cock, cuddled up to it like it’s her favorite fucking stuffie.
What the fuck is happening?
She’s sprawled across the bed sideways, perpendicular to my body,face first in my—thankfully, covered—crotch, rubbing her cheek gently against my hard-on, followed by her nose.
Cheek to shaft.
Nose to shaft.
Cheek to shaft…
Fucking nose to shaft.
And with every pass, I grow harder and harder to the point that if she keeps it up, I could very much come on her face. I’m pretty sure that’s against the contract we signed last night.
Everythingabout this violates the contract we signed last night.
So, I shift to the side, hoping that wakes her up, but her hand slides down and cups my balls.
“Mother…of…fuck,” I groan, my dick growing even harder as her hot breath dances along my length.
Okay, this is not going to work.
I mean…it’s working, but it shouldn’t be working. This is not what we agreed upon. That’s not to say that I haven’t fantasized about Maggie’s mouth wrapped around my cock though.God, do not think about Maggie’s mouth wrapped around your cock.I’ll definitely blow with that vision of heaven. But still, this breaks the contract.
She didn’t even last twelve hours, mind you, before rubbing her face all over my dick.
And I know that sounds douchey, and she’s technically not aware of what she’s doing, but wait until you see it. You’ll agree with me.
Now back to the matter at hand…or matter at cheek—get it?
Time to wake up the princess.
I lift my arm and tap her on the shoulder. She doesn’t move, so I do it a little harder this time.
“Mmmm, not now,” she says as she twists to her side, presenting me with a view of her tit hanging out of her lingerie and fucking hell…look at it.
Jesus.
So fucking round, plump, with a dark areola and a perfect pointed nipple. Hard and aroused.
My mouth waters at the mere sight of it as she rubs her cheek against my cock again.
Yup, I’m going to come.
From her hand, to her face, to her tit, I’m going to fucking come.
So, to prevent an entire mess and a horrible situation, I decide there is only one thing to do—fly out of this bed and straight to the shower.
On the count of three.
One…
Two…
Thre—
