Why Not Both!

As factions of the hollering audience yell your options out at you like a pornographic game show, you make an executive decision.

"We're doing both!" you shout, receiving a chorus of raucous cheers in response. You pull Brie up to her feet, tits still shaking back and forth, free of her designer dress. Leading her back towards the hosting desk, you motion for her to lay down on top of it. Shaking her shoulders suggestively for the audience, she walks around and climbs on top before lying down. You grab her by the shoulders and yank her towards you so that her head hangs over the edge.

Pumping up the crowd with one hand, you grab your cock and aim it with the other. Brie opens her mouth wide with her tongue out, nearly touching her chin. "Ohhhh, Brie, fuck!" you grown as you push into her mouth slowly. Your hands move to her exposed tits, gripping tight as you hips move forward, testing the depths of her throat from this new angle.

You move your hips slowly at first, pushing your dick forward and gradually invading Brie's mouth from above. Her long blonde hair hangs down towards the floor as she loudly slurps around your cock. It pulses and throbs as she swirls her tongue around it, your balls threatening to smack her between the eyes as the swing.

The crowd continues to urge you on, cheering as you slowly facefuck busty Brie. "Fuck that feminist slut!" one yells. "Make her gag!" comes another. It all melds together into a low din, a murmur you can barely decipher as you focus on watching Brie swallow you whole. She tries to maintain a cool-girl attitude - like she's ready for anything - but you can tell by her squirming legs that you're pushing her limits.

Grabbing her breasts tightly as you press forward, and releasing as you retreat, you love the feeling of her natural tits in your palm. They're firm as they sit atop her chest, but soft and giving to your grip while your pace starts to quicken.

"Fuck yes, fuck," you breathe. Now holding tight to her D-cup tits for leverage, your toes also dig down into the carpeted floor. "God, your mouth is so fucking amazing. Keep sucking, keep sucking!" In her current position, Brie has no other choice, **** down your insistent rod. Without warning, you push forward as far as you can, pinning Brie's head against the side of the desk as your cock slides into her throat.

"GUCHHHHH!" Brie gags. One toned leg exposed through the slit in her dress, it flexes sexily as she kicks high, black high heel flying off and sailing over your head. You hold there with your balls resting on her face while your hands hold tight to her breasts. Your head is thrown back, loudly groaning, while the hoots and hollers get louder and louder.

Ready to let completely loose, your hips begin to move at a frenzied pace, rocking back and forth as quickly as you can. "GUCH UMPH GUCK GLUG GULP!" Brie's gags ring louder in your ears than the any of the shouting on-lookers. Her head bangs against the plywood desk as your facefucking reaches its zenith. Balls tightening, your load is imminent and you pull yourself from her throat with a SHLUCK. Hands already pressing her tits together tightly, you slide your wet cock between and resume pumping your hips at the same speed. After a dozen or so strokes between the tight valley of her cleavage, you finally feel the dam burst.

"OH FUCK YEAHHHHHHH!" you yell, stepping back and blasting Brie's face with multiple quick-fire shots of sticky cum. The crowd erupts into a frenzy as you paint the Oscar-winner with more ropes, body in full spasm, lurching uncontrollably. You manage to cover Brie's face from chin to forehead, and several more land in her flowing blonde locks. Her tits are red from your manhandling, quickly rising and falling as she huffs in every labored breath.

The crowd continues to cheer as you fall into the nearby guest's chair, exhausted. Looking over at the cum-coated comic book star, you know you could go for another round. But haven't all these patient people earned their opportunity too?