The Naughty Bartender Dressing in His Fiancee’s Clothes Before Having her Way with Him

Stephanie cleaned the bar, grabbed her purse, and told Mark that her shift was over. Mark looked around the bar, saw no one that knew him, and walked her out. Ten minutes later he opened the door to his apartment, his and his wife’s apartment. As soon as the door closed Stephanie pressed her lips to his. The two made out all the way to the bedroom. He threw her onto the bed, Hannah’s side of the bed, climbed on top of her and kissed her again.

Meanwhile, in Vegas for her best friend’s bachelorette party, Mark’s wife, Hannah, was getting her pussy assaulted by the stranger she had met just an hour before. Kevin’s cock began to pulse deep inside her, stretching her vaginal walls. With each thrust he smacked her ass harder and harder. Finally, he unhooked the bra strap. Kevin pulled his cock from her pussy and told her to turn around and face him. Kevin stood at the edge of the bed with his cock straight out, parallel to the floor. Hannah slipped off her bra as she crawled, like a cat, from the head to the foot of the bed. She looked at his eight-inch cock smeared with specks of her milky white cream. She took her eyes off the monstrous tool that had given her immense pleasure and looked up at Kevin. Her round eyes rolled up at him in submission. Kevin looked down at her, pointed at his cock and said, “You know what to do.”

Hannah knew indeed. She opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around his head. She enjoyed tasting herself off him. Kevin reached down, grabbed her head by the sides, and pulled her into him. He moved his cock in and out of her mouth, fucking her pretty little face. She gagged as he thrust himself down her throat. Saliva dripped out of her mouth onto his cock. He didn’t stop and he didn’t slow down. He assaulted her mouth just like he did her pussy. He moved his hips back and forth, fucking her face.

Finally, her gag reflex subsided, and she took a little more in. Kevin pulled her head further toward him. His cock reached the back of her throat. She gagged again. He pulled himself out, all the way. Strings of saliva cascaded from her mouth onto his cock. Kevin gave her a break just long enough to say, “You are such a good little cocksucker, your husband must be so proud.” Hannah was about to reply, but Kevin put his hand on the back of her head and pushed his cock back into her mouth. He moved in and out, fucking her face and using her as his own little sex doll.

While his wife’s mouth was full of another man’s cock, Mark’s mouth was pressed against Stephanie’s, the cute 21-year-old bartender he had just met. After a few minutes of passionately making out, Stephanie pushed Mark off her and asked, “Where are her clothes? I want to play dress up.”

“This is going to be fun,” he exclaimed as he took her by the hand and led her to his wife’s closet. The thought of another girl in his wife’s clothes turned Mark on immensely.

Kevin’s cock got harder with each forceful thrust into Hannah’s mouth. Her makeup streamed down her face, her eyeshadow was all but gone, but she kept sucking. She had no choice really, but she loved every moment. The thought of being someone else’s fuckdoll while her clueless husband was at home made her pussy throb with pleasure. She felt Kevin’s cock begin to pulse and tasted a few drops of precum as they seeped onto her tongue. She savored the taste and let it trickle down her throat. Kevin held her head down, hard, and pushed himself far inside her mouth. He stopped fucking her face and just held her there. Her lips were now at the base of his cock, her mouth and throat full of his throbbing member. He began to moan and then exploded. His hot cum shot directly into and down her throat. She felt him release and struggled to swallow. He pulled his cock from her cum-filled mouth and kept cumming. He ejaculated onto her pretty face. He reached down, placed a finger under her chin, and tilted her head up. He looked down at her and demanded, “Open.”

Hannah opened her mouth. He saw the white on her tongue. His cum seeped from her mouth and down her chin. The cum that had sprayed from his cock onto her face dripped down her cheeks. Her black eyeshadow mixed with his cum made a slutty hot mess. She got off the bed and onto her knees in front of him. Kevin smiled as he said, “Such a good little girl.”

The cum on her chin and cheeks dripped down onto her perky 34 c’s. Kevin stroked his cock, letting even more cum erupt onto her freshly fucked face. With her mouth still open, she was able to catch some of it. Some shot into her mouth, some on her face, and some on her neck, which dripped all the way down her body. Finally, his orgasm was over. Her mouth was still full of cum. She closed her mouth and swallowed every drop. Hannah got off her knees and, still covered in cum, laid on the bed. She spread her legs and began to touch herself. An evil smile spread across her face. Having just came, Kevin was exhausted.

“What is that mischievous grin about?” he asked.

Hannah replied, “Just thinking of how slutty I’ve been. How I let you do all the things to me.”

“And your fucking husband has no fucking clue.”

Her devilish smile grew, “That’s the hottest part. He’s sitting at home, all alone, being pathetic while I got railed in a hotel room by a complete stranger.”

Both of them laughed as she rubbed her clit a little harder.

Back in Seattle, Mark was anything but alone. Stephanie re-entered the bedroom wearing one of Hannah’s severely short flared skirts. Underneath was a pair of Hannah’s white lace panties. Up top she wore a white long sleeve shirt, also Hannah’s, completely unbuttoned. The sides clung to her braless tits, barely covering her nipples. She walked over to the bed where Mark sat, straddled his lap, and pulled his head into her bosom. Mark whispered as he kissed her cleavage and licked up her chest to her neck, “My god you are fucking hot.”

“Hotter than that stupid wife of yours who left you all alone?”

“Fuck yes.”

Stephanie leaned down and pressed her strawberry lips to his. She took his hand and placed it inside the front of her shirt, Hannah’s shirt. He fondled her nipple with his fingers and then gave her breast a strong squeeze. Stephanie leaned back and moaned. Mark peeled the sides of the shirt away exposing breasts that were younger and bigger than Hannah’s. His hands ran down her back as he took her in his mouth. Her nipples were just a bit bigger than his wife’s. Her skin tasted amazing. He sucked, softly at first, and then hard. Stephanie wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in. He pulled her closer and the two stumbled back onto the bed, Mark on his back, and Stephanie on top of him.

Stephanie sat upright, straddling him as she wiggled out of Hannah’s shirt and tossed it to the floor. With both hands, Mark reached up and squeezed her tits.

Stephanie looked down at him and said, “Tell me I’m sexier than her.”

“Oh baby, you are so much sexier.”

“Say her name. Tell me how much better I am.”

Mark whispered, “You are way sexier than Hannah. So much hotter. So much better in every fucking way.”

“Good. Fuck her. You’re all mine for tonight.”

She leaned down to kiss him. Their tongues touched and she quickly made her way down his body.

After sucking hard on his neck, she reached the collar of his shirt. She began to button it. He helped and quickly got rid of it. She kissed his chest, teasing his nipples with her mouth. She gave each a light suck before going further south. Her lips and tongue made a trail down his body past his belly button. She got to his pants, unbuttoned and unzipped them. His cock bulged through his boxers as she jerked his pants off. She threw them to the floor on top of his wife’s shirt. She licked around the top edge of his boxers and then lower. She kissed the bulge in his boxers and looked up at him. “Time for these to go,” she said in a sultry voice.

She grabbed the sides of his shamrock printed underwear and pulled. His rock-hard cock offered a little resistance as she slid them down. She teased the head of his cock with her tongue and then gave it a light kiss. Stephanie, still in Hannah’s skirt and thong, licked down his shaft to his balls. She didn’t stop there. She teased his balls with her tongue and gave each of them a nice long kiss as if she were still making out with his lips. “God that feels good. She never does that.”

“Lucky for you, I’m better than her.”

She kissed his balls some more, teasing and tickling every inch of them. Her head moved lower, to the base of his balls, almost teasing his ass with her tongue. She came back up, ran her tongue up his long shaft and then wrapped her lips around the head of his cock.

Mark ran his fingers through her hair as he told her how good it felt. She took more of him in his mouth and he let out a sexy moan that made her pussy wet. Hannah’s panties were getting soaked with the juices of another woman.

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