Then, when her eyes, misted with pleasure, opened again, he came; letting his walls of self-control tumble, he came.
Hot blasts of need jetted from the head of his cock. He groaned under the spasmodic release of his lust. Three months of waiting fountained from his balls, gratefully spewing into the contracting tunnel of her love mound. He thrust deep, burying himself ball deep within her.
Again and again, the volcanic cream of his loins blasted out. He splattered his seed over the virgin folds of her quim. He filled her to the brim, then fountained a gallon or two more into her body until the opalescent viscosity of his release oozed from her pussy lips and trickled down her thighs.
Sated and drained, he lay atop her, panting while she hugged and kissed him gratefully. He tried to roll from atop her, fearing his weight was rapidly becoming uncomfortable for her. But she wouldn't allow it.
'No,' she said, her voice determined. 'I've waited too long for this. I don't want to lose it. I just want to feel you in me. I don't care if you never come out of me.'
He did not protest, but simply lay there enjoying the wonderful feel of her beneath him. They went to sleep that way their first night, his quiescent prick still nestled in her semen-drenched cunt.
Chapter 7
They awoke the next morning and made love. Like the night before, it was long, slow, and passionate. Chance had judged his young bride correctly. Despite her hangup about her virginity, she was a fiery beauty, just waiting for the right man to open the doors of carnal pleasure for her. He was grateful that he was that man.
Afterwards, they took that shower together. Each playfully sudsed the other, enjoying the soapy feel of their naked bodies. Then, slipping only into their robes, they called room service and ordered a light breakfast.
'Well, how would Mrs. Weston like to spend the day?' He leaned back and gazed at his new bride. 'It's sunny out and the beach looks nice.'
'Do they believe in nude bathing in Miami?' Tanya said, standing before him.
'Not that I know of.'
'Well, then, I don't think I want to swim. I'd sort of thought we could just stay in the room and lay around naked,' she said. 'For three months our clothes have hampered us. Now I don't want to put them back on. Besides, I like the way you look at me.'
'There's a lot to look at,' he grinned. 'And if we're going to stay in the room today, why in the hell do you still have that robe on?'
'I never thought you'd ask me to take it off,' she said, rising from the couch and heading toward the bedroom. 'Let me hang this up and I'll be right back.'
He didn't wait. Shedding his own robe in the living room of their suite, he ambushed her at the doorway, playfully throwing her down on their bed.
'Now I've got you,' he said, leering lewdly down at her supple nakedness. 'I've been watching you strut your stuff around town for weeks, now I'm going to show you mine!'
'Oh no!' she cried gleefully. 'It's the friendly neighborhood rapist!'
'Right! Don't try to fight it! Just lay back and enjoy it while I lick that delicious looking pussy of yours!'
'Chance!'
'Huh?'
'You're going to do what?'
'I'm going to kiss and lick my wife's pussy until she's all juicy and hot.'
'Mmmmmmmm, you say the nicest things! It sounds so sexy!'
Once he had proposed going down on her, but she had evaded his suggestion. Now, apparently, the thought didn't bother her. It sure as hell didn't bother him.
Climbing onto the bed beside her, he spread her creamy, smooth thighs and leaned down to plant a long, hard kiss on her vulva. She moaned, squirming a little under his intimate contact.
'That is nice,' she sighed, her hands caressing the back of his head.
'I remember when you first suggested this to me. It scared me. You know, something everybody thinks is dirty and giggles about.'
'And now,' he asked, letting his tongue taunt at the lips of her pussy.
'It's just sexy!' She gasped as his tongue-tip dipped into the crease of her sex. 'I want it. I want to feel your tongue licking at me.'
'Licking your pussy!'
'Yessssss, licking my pussy!'
That's exactly what he did. Hungry and greedy, he lapped up and down the cleft of her loins. He laved around, sucking away the fresh flow of feminine juices welling from her quim. He tapped and toyed his oral digit around the budding button of her clit. She went wild.
'It's soooooo good!' The raven-haired seductress moaned, writhing atop the bed. 'It feels like your finger-only a hundred times better!'
He worked his tongue down, driving it into the channel of her pussy.
Then he drug it back up to her clit. It didn't take too long until the voluptuous temptress was moaning continuously. Her body trembled and quaked. Her back arched and her pelvis hunched, striving to meet each inquisitive probe of his tongue.
He ate at her, licking, lapping and laving until her whole body exploded, lost in the ecstasy of climax again. He had given her the taste of his mouth and she had found it to her enjoyment.
'That was marvelous,' she said in a husky, dreamy voice when she descended from the clouds of pleasure. 'Do you know any other fantastic tricks like that?'
He grinned. I've married a greedy wench.'
'I told you I would be,' she said, pushing up on her elbows. 'You don't know what the past three months have been like for me.'
'About the same as they were for me,' he said. 'Hands are nice, but there are so many more avenues that are much nicer.'
'Oh!' Her eyes focused on his crotch and the stiff length of his prick.
His pussy eating had gotten to him. 'You're hard again!'
'I'm like that,' he laughed. 'There's something about my wife's lovely pussy that does that to me.'
'It's so beautiful,' she said, reaching out and stroking her fingers up and down his prick. 'It feels so soft and smooth, yet hard and strong at the same time. It makes me all wet inside just to touch you.'
'I've noticed,' he said, kissing her cheek.
'Would you think it wicked of me, if I said I want to kiss you there?'
'And where is that?'
'Here,' she said, squeezing his prick. 'On your penis.'
'That's my cock,' he said. 'A penis is something I urinate with. A cock is something I make love to my wife with.'
'My cock!' she said, with a grin. 'This is mine now.'
'That it is,' he grinned. 'And did you think it was wicked that I kissed your pussy?'
'Yes, wonderfully so,' she replied, jacking up and down on his rod.
'That's why I thought you might like it too.'
'I'd love it!'
He watched her scurry around so that she knelt at his side. He rolled to his back on the bed, his cock shafting up into the air. As he watched, she leaned over and kissed the engorged crown of his prick. He moaned, his shaft jerking and twitching with excitement.
'You do love, it!' she said gleefully.
Her head came back down, her lips remaining against his cock-tip longer this time. He wanted to tell her to suck him, to lick, to eat his needy stalk of dick, but he didn't want to scare her, frighten her. This was the first time for his beautiful wife, he didn't want it to be the last.
