Foot Job and then some!

The next day was a rush. Everyone was getting ready for the wedding at one o’clock. Luckily, Bill’s parents were nice enough to get Morgan and Bill a room for themselves at the resort. Sort of a present for the both of them.
Morgan fixed her hair in the mirror. She wasn’t too sure she liked her hair short again, but it’s what Bill wanted. He remembered what she looked like five or six years ago, and begged her to go back to the hairstyle. She even had the blonde streaks again. It made Morgan feel a little weird. The hair made her look much younger, but she wasn’t sure that was the look she wanted to portray back at work. She wanted to be a good executive. As she applied make-up, she had to admit she did look good. She pulled up the white top which hugged her tits, and skinny stomach. Her skirt was ankle length, something that Bill hated. He always wanted her in short dresses. He also hated the silver heels she wore. The heels weren’t long enough for him. This was her formal wear however, and she looked nice…at least to herself. She pulled over the tan top, which went with the tan striped dress.
Morgan walked over to the bathroom door and knocked. “Ready Bill?” She asked. She heard rustling from behind the door, and watched as Bill exited. He was wearing his grey suit. She loved when he dressed up, which was rare. “You look great,” she commented as she adjusted his tie. His hair was done up in gel.
“I look dumb,” he mumble.
Morgan kissed him. “I like it!” She rubbed his cock, “besides, you only have to wear it a few hours, then I’ll take it off myself.” Bill’s hand moved between her legs. His fingers forcefully rubbed her crotch. “Cut it out mister!” She slapped him and backed off.
Bill grinned, moving towards her. He put his arms around her. “We got some time!” He pulled his zipper down and pulled out his cock. It was already hard. “Besides, I’m nervous!”
“RIIIIGGGHT!” Morgan laughed.

Bill’s mom paced in front of the church door. Her son was late. The wedding was going to start in ten minutes. She watched as Bill’s rental car finally pulled up. Bill and Morgan exited the vehicle. They walked up to his mom fast.
“Where have you been,” she asked.
“Morgan was getting ready, she just finished putting her clothes on” Bill shrugged. He felt Morgan elbow him. The truth was that Morgan was just finished putting back on her pantyhose. Ten minutes ago she was riding Bill’s cock in the reverse cowgirl position. They flew in his car to the church.
When they entered the church two men grabbed Morgan, and Bill’s mom’s arms. Bill was a little offput, but Morgan looked back and shook her head as if to say “don’t”. They were seated with Bill’s family. The wedding was nice. Bill was bored out of his mind. Morgan held his hand the entire time. After they exchanged the rings Morgan pointed to her own ring finger. She tapped the finger were a ring should be. Bill just smiled and shrugged.
The reception was nice as well. It was back at the hotel. Morgan and Bill sat with his family. Morgan chatted with Bill’s brothers and their wives. Bill’s hand kept resting on her upper thigh. She continually fought off his hands under the table. As the best man read the speech Morgan whispered in Bill’s ear for the fifth time, “Cut it out!”
Morgan was surprised when she got Bill to dance. He wasn’t even drinking. She on the other hand, was getting a little tipsy. Bill could tell. They danced to several slow songs. His own parents were surprised. Bill just went along with the flow. He was actually doing it, because he saw men glaring at Morgan every now and then, and doing the sudden look away. He wanted them all to know who she was with. The best man even commented to him saying she was a “hot piece of ass”. He would have punched the guy, but he didn’t want a scene. Besides, she was definitely one of the hotter girls there. At one point Bill and Morgan were alone at the table. Bill’s aunt came and sat down. She introduced herself and began talking to Morgan.
“So you live in San Francisco,” his aunt asked.
Morgan smiled brightly. “I do, we…I mean I have a nice house,” she pulled out her camera, “want to see it?” Bill’s aunt nodded and Morgan walked over to sit next to her. Bill noticed Morgan’s heels were off. Morgan flipped through the photos and chatted with Bill’s aunt. He had an evil grin on his face when he felt Morgan’s pantyhose-clad foot rub up against the side of his leg. She was slowly trailing her way up his leg. “This is the lagoon,” Morgan continued, assured that Bill’s aunt was unaware of what was happening. She felt Bill’s fingers grab her foot, and allowed him to place her right foot on his crotch. Her foot slowly trailed up his zipper line. She was pleasantly surprised how easily she could feel Bill’s cock under his slacks. Her toes curled around his tip. She loved his cock. It was huge now. Somehow bigger than when she first fucked him. He told her it was extenze. She didn’t care. She made him take it and do the exercises. She wasn’t sure exactly what to do. This was new to her, and a little weird. She glanced over to look at Bill’s face, and knew right then that he loved it. He was holding back a sex face, and she almost burst out laughing. Bill’s aunt was oblivious and continued to chat with Morgan about San Francisco.
Morgan figured she should rub her foot just like she was giving him a hand job. She rubbed the shaft up and down slowly with the top part of her foot just under her toes. She occasionally glanced over to see Bill’s face. His eyes were fluttering the last time she looked. She knew he was close. Her speed increased. She began curling and uncurling her toes. She felt Bill’s crotch move up hard against her feet. She swore she could feel his cock move. Bill made a “GGGGUUUUGGGH,” sound, and then sighed. She grinned looking down at the next photo, knowing what happened.
Bill’s aunt looked at the next photo. “Isn’t that Haight and Ashbury. I went there like thirty years ago, I would love to go back.”
“Yeah it is, it’s weird but fun there,” Morgan answered. She had a thought. Morgan looked over to Bill, who was slumped in his chair. She put her foot down off his crotch. “Did you go Bill?” She smiled widely at the suggestive question.
Bill sighed, “Oh yeah, I loved it.”
Morgan chuckled, “I bet you did!”
Bill’s aunt was a little confused but continued talking with Morgan. Several minutes later she finally left the couple alone. Morgan sipped her wine. “Wow Bill,” she said looking over at the dance floor, “I think you cum faster that way then when your dick is in my woohoo,” she said referring to her pussy. “I hope you liked it,” she added.
“I did,” he responded. Morgan began to get up, but Bill told her to stay for a minute, “What?” She asked. She got her response when she felt Bill’s foot trail along her own foot, “NO!” she looked over sternly. He didn’t stop and his foot rubbed her calf. Bill’s oldest brother’s wife came back to the table. Morgan apologized, “I’m sorry, do you want your seat back.”
“No, no, don’t worry,” Bill’s brother’s wife responded. “It’s fine, stay there.” She sat down next to Morgan, “So I hear you’re in the hospitality business.”
Morgan was afraid. Another conversation was starting, but this time, Bill’s foot was between her legs. “Uh…yes…I…I’m a hotel manager,” Morgan finally got it out. Bill’s foot was rubbing er inner thigh. The inner thigh was the way to get Morgan wet. Bill knew this and was tracing his sock covered foot slowly across her left inner thigh. She answered questions as best she could but knew she was in trouble. Her body was responding. Luckily, Bill’s foot couldn’t reach her crotch.
Out of her eye she noticed her dress was moving. Bill’s foot was clearly moving her dress. All Bill’s brother’s wife had to do was look down and Morgan was screwed. She had to move forward. As the woman chatted her ear off Morgan adjusted her seat forward. She realized her error when Bill slumped further in his seat. She then felt his foot move forward and hit its mark. “OH SHIT!” Morgan cried out.
“Something wrong Morgan?” Bill’s brother’s wife asked. Morgan appeared to be flustered. Her hand gripped the glass of wine.
“I’m fine…I just….oooohh…I just left my necklace upstairs in the room. “Ooooh…I got to get it,” she said standing up. “Bill will you help me?” Morgan walked back over to Bill and put on her heels. She grabbed Bill’s hand and pulled him up. “Sorry, we’ll be right back,” Morgan walked fast away from the table. She was embarrassed but hoped she could brush it away later. She was stopped by Bill’s mom.
“Where are you guys going,” Bill’s mom asked.
Bill pointed to Morgan, “she needs to get her necklace.”
Bill’s mom nodded, “Just hurry back, ok!”
Bill nodded and found himself being pulled out the reception hall. “What are you doing? That was fun,” he uttered.
“You’re an asshole,” she said stopping, “and I don’t have a necklace so you’re gonna buy me one after!”
“After what?” he asked.
Morgan walked over to the women’s bathroom, “You wanna play games huh. Wanna get me all hot an bothered!” She pointed to the bathroom, “Now you have to finish the job”. She looked around and to make sure no one was around. She grabbed his hand. “Let’s go tough guy!”
Bill just followed, “You got it.”
Several minutes later Morgan’s pantyhose were around her ankles. Her skirt was fluttered around Bill’s waist. “Oh fuck yeeaaah! You’re such a stud,” she moaned, as he fucked her from behind. “You always get me wet,” she cooed. Bill loved when Morgan talked dirty. Morgan was on the tips of heels as Bill’s cock pumped into her hard and fast. He was not being gentle. One of his hands was on her waist gripping tightly as he pounded. The other was under her white blouse massaging one of her pert tits. “Oh, ooohhh baby!” Morgan moaned as she was close to orgasm. Bill released his hand from her tits and lifted her skirt as Morgan’s but slammed back to reach orgasm. “OH GOD!” Morgan moaned as the climax rocked her body. Bill let her ride it out on his cock as she shook and slid back further on his cock. Bill then had a devilish idea. As she began to move forward, Bill pulled his cock out of her cunt and aimed it right at her ass. The timing was perfect, Morgan’s ass moved back towards his cock, and with her own juices as lubricant, and the condom on Bill’s dick as further lubricant, Bill’s head slipped into her tight ass. Morgan finally realized what was happening. “AAAAGGGH!” She screamed in pain. Though she had Bill’s cock in her ass in the past, it still hurt like hell.
She felt Bill’s hand come over her mouth to silence her. “Quiet!” He told her, all the while slipping more of his hard cock into her ass. He was by now halfway in. He knew she hated it, but he also knew how amazing it felt. He’d probably cum in minutes. If only she would let him fuck her in the as without a condom. That would be his ultimate victory.
Morgan turned around. “Get it out she pleaded.” Her chest was pressed against the stall as she tried to pull away. Bill’s dick was too tightly stuck in her ass. She was on her tippy toes squeeling in pain. “Please baby! It hurts! Pull it out please!” Bill pushed forward until he was almost all the way in. “Oww! Fuck GET IT OUT!”
“Come on babe,” he whispered. “Just give me a few minutes!” Bill slammed it home. He felt Morgan’s ass clench around his entire cock. It seemed tighter than ever, probably due to her fighting it.
“No asshole!” Morgan said gritting her teeth from the pain. It was unbearable. She slapped Bill’s hand away when his fingers attempted to stimulate her drying pussy. “FUCKING STOP!” Bill flexed his cock inside Morgan’s ass. Honestly, he didn’t even need to move it at this point, just feeling the tight ass around his dick would be enough. This was all Morgan could take, she began to plead with Bill, “Baby, please! If you take it out I’ll fuck your brains out later. All night I promise!” She was trying to bargain with him. With closed eyes she held up three fingers, “I’ll give you three blowjobs!”
Bill just kept his cock flinching in her tight ass. “Babe…I know it hurts, but I’m almost there!”
Morgan pulled out all the stops, “If you take it out, I’ll let you try to get me to squirt again!” She was referring to Bill’s obsession. He was convinced that any woman could “squirt” a stream of cum from their pussy if stimulated correctly. A porn star had even made a tape about the phenomenon, teaching men how to eat a woman out until she squirted. Bill bought the tape right away, and began to use it on Morgan. She even watched with him to try and help him. Unfortunately, Morgan was in to having her pussy eaten, while Bill loved the taste of cunt. Especially Morgan’s. He told her it had a sweet taste. She had responded by telling him he’s gross. Despite his best efforts, Morgan never squirted. She came in his mouth, but nothing flowed. It was more tasting wetness than her own cum.
“Promise,” Bill jerked his head. He stopped pulsing his cock. This was a deal he would make in a heartbeat. He loved eating pussy and would do it all night if he could.
Morgan nodded, “I’ll let you eat me and lick me all night baby!” She saw Bill put out his hand and make her shake on it. She obliged and cringed as his dick slid out of her ass. There was a loud “POP” which echoed throughout the bathroom when his cock finally came out. Morgan’s breathing began to slow down. She elbowed Bill. “You’re an asshole!” She plopped her ass on the toilet to pee. Her face contorted as she sat. It always hurt like a bitch after anal. Bill laughed. “Fuck you!”
Bill moved his condom covered dick in front of Morgan’s face. “Finish me off hottie!” He joked.
Morgan looked at the condom. She could swear there was a brown substance. “Gross, there’s poop!” They both began laughing. Morgan made Bill throw the condom in the toilet. She pulled up her pantyhose and went to fix herself up in the mirror. Her hair was disheveled. She heard the toilet finally flush and sighed in relief. To avoid suspicion Morgan left first. Bill left several minutes later. Luckily no one was waiting.
Bill met Morgan at the bar. She was drinking a cranberry and vodka with one of his older brother’s wife. Bill watched as she chugged the drink. He came up behind her and kissed her on the neck. “Hey babe!”
Morgan gave him a playfully mean look, “Hey yourself!”
The trio walked over to the tables. Bill laughed as he watched Morgan slowly walk. She had a waddle about her now, almost bow-legged. Bill’s brother’s wife sat down and pulled a seat out for Morgan. Morgan looked down at the seat and then over to Bill in horror. There was no way she could sit down. To Bill’s shock she chugged the drink. “I need a drink,” she tugged Bill’s jacket, “let’s go to the bar!” Bill laughed as they walked slowly. “Don’t laugh,” Morgan said, “You’re getting me ice to sit on tonight!”
The two drank together at the bar. Bill was surprised at how fast Morgan was drinking and how much. Suddenly they were interrupted by Bill’s young cousin who was still in high school. “Did you hear man,” he said looking at Bill and Morgan, “somebody found a condom in the bathroom!”
Morgan’s heart dropped. Her mouth hung open. She heard Bill nod, “You don’t say!” He said.
Bill’s cousin smiled, “That’s not even the best part!” He leaned in close, “There was shit on it!” Bill’s cousin broke out in laughter, “who fucks somebody in the ass at a wedding!”
Bill laughed with him, “I don’t know man!”
Morgan shook her head, “Sounds like a real asshole!”
Bill’s cousin walked away to tell another patron. Bill’s older brother came over, “Did you guys hear?”
Morgan sighed, “Yeah some slut got fucked in the ass in the bathroom!”
Bill’s brother looked at them weirdly, “No, I was talking about Mom puking. She’s wasted.”
Morgan put her hand over her mouth. Bill laughed and explained things. They spent the rest of the night helping Bill’s mom and dad, who was also drunk. Finally Morgan and Bill were able to retire to their own room. “What do you want to do now,” Bill asked.
“Well,” Morgan said reaching under her skirt and pulling down her pantyhose, “I made a deal,” she slumped on the bed and spread her legs, “and I’m drunk as fuck, so you better start eating!” She lifted her dress up exposing her underwear. Bill got on his hands and knees. Morgan just laid back feeling him kiss his way up her thigh. “It’s no use though,” she huffed, “I’m just not a squirter!”
But Bill was determined this time. He had studied. He would make her squirt!