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Growing Up (MF, wife)
by David Green - 1995
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It basically started when I was a little girl, playing mommies and
Daddy's with the next-door neighbor's kids. Then it progressed to mock
weddings and, gradually as I grew up it became dirtier and dirtier.
Until the time I reached my twenties it was so filthy, that for the
first time in 6 years, I actually went to confession! You see, I am not
exactly what you would call experienced, far from it, in fact, but I put
that down to my hurry to get married. Something I could never admit to
myself for a long time, and of course, by the time it did.
So when I met Mark and fell in love, I literally jumped at the chance of
saying yes. The fact that he was the first person that asked me had no
bearing on the matter at all, or so I like to think. But if I'm honest
about it, I would have married anyone who stayed with me long enough to
pop the question.
The ceremony itself was purely magical, I feel wonderfully soft and
seductively horny. White always seems to have that effect virginal on
me. As we drive to the hotel for the start of our honeymoon, I let my
hands feel the silkiness of my thighs thru my stocking tops. Slipping a
finger into the bridle garter and moving the lace skirt wide apart so
that my husband could catch a flurtative glance of what's to come.
Once or twice, his hand tries to intervene, but I brush it away not
wanting to ruin a night of unashamed lust, now perfectly legal and above
board. The champagne is on ice as we walk into the room, and two fruit
glasses have been placed on the bedside table. The waiter hangs around
just long enough to pop the cork, and wish us the best of luck, leaving
us staring with embarrassment into each other's eyes.
"I think I'd better change out of these clothes," I remark.
"Not a very good idea," replies Mark, "I want to take you exactly as
you are!" He downs his drink in one gulp. Puts his glass on the table
and comes towards me.
"No please, please wait, give me a few minutes, it's all happening to
fast," but he doesn't, just stares at me and moves his hand up to my
shoulders and lets my dress fall gently to the floor. I blush as his
eyes began feasting on my luscious body, partially hidden by my
revealing underwear.
"My god you look beautiful," he whispers, "Lie down on the bed and let
me worship you."
I willingly obey my lord and master, trying not to imagine what he
intends to do, though it is quite difficult. I feel so sensuous as I
carry out his orders, and my little white panties moisten, as if ready
for the touch. I desperately need to feel the sharp point of his tool
inside me, but the waiting is nearly over, as he prepares himself for a
lustful invasion of my watery pussy.
He begins feeling all around my quivering torso, squeezing my saturated
vagina and kneading my tits thru the scanty underwear, which I have no
intention of discarding. I gradually reaching my boiling point as his
tongue descends down on my cunt, licking the outer lips through my
panties and tearing them aside to explore my erect love bud. He takes it
in his mouth nibbling it making it grow harder and harder under his
expert touch he spreads my legs wider and licks along the outline of my
stocking tops, exploring and probing until his mouth knows all my
intimate secrets.
I love every insane moment, and press his head down on my furry beaver,
until I can hear his muffled slurps, ringing out above my cries of
delight. It feels as if all the juices from my body are being sucked
from me, by a human vacuum cleaner, literally draining my insides of
every last bit of moisture. He is hunting for more, and I am not sure
what he expects, until suddenly I have this very strange and alien
feeling.
Something inside me begins to let go inside me, and I being to shudder
under his perfect skills. I sink deeper into his face, wrapping my legs
around his neck, he is still sucking but now with hard, frantic actions.
Then suddenly, with out warning, it all happened, escaping from me in
one long forceful stream, the feeling is unbearably wonderful. I gyrate
up and down, as the sensation goes on and on. I can see the juice drip
from the corners of his mouth, before he has time to swallow, the
substance from my body is expelling, only stopping for the quickest
moment to take a quick breath, he goes on and on.
I lay back exhausted, panting like a wild animal that has to be chased
for the kill. I don't think you've had one of those before, he says. I
reply no. We call that a multiple orgasm, darling. He laughs, and you
tasted beautiful, sweet and hot and virginal. All my defenses have been
broken down, my fire has been relit, I want him badly and need his
swollen cock in my pussy, more than life itself.
Slowly, I twist my body around, so I can swallow his thick, veined
member. He sighs in sure ecstasy, as inch by inch, as I incased his
glorious piece of meat. Moving my tongue gently around the tip, and
licking the swollen hole on his prick, and then letting the whole thing
slide down my eager and awaiting throat.
I don't let myself go down on him for very long, I can't, it all seems
so trivial, and I am torturing myself having to wait any longer for his
torrid penis. Shamelessly, I straddle him, the feeling excites me beyond
all known bounds, and I revel in the friction. His think skinned cock is
causing me to shudder. He grabs my shoulders and pushes my down hard.
Every part of me is filled with his burning fire rod. He's rough and
gentle at the same time. At last, I am complete, a whole women, my
longing is fulfilled.
I am still wearing my bridle underwear, and I can tell the sight of my
grinding and bouncing up and down while still incased in pure white
silk, is making him feel like he is invading a puritanical virgin. He
reaches out and grabs my headdress, which is still lying by the side of
the bed, and skillfully places it around my head, draping the long veil
softly over my shoulders, allowing it to fall naturally and surround my
breasts.
My bra strap has seductively slipped off my shoulder and a pink little
nipple is hanging out of the cup. I lean forward to keep on riding him,
and he gently takes the bud like a nursing baby. I want him to take the
complete tit, to feel the softness of its texture with his masterful
mouth, so I force it on him, pushing myself, hastily down until he
eagerly accepts my plunge.
He gropes around to find the tops of my stockings, and finally lets his
hands rest snugly against my perspiring skin, rocking me back and forth
with seesaw motions, gyrating, until I can't bear the vigorous
sensations for another second, but I desperately need to join forces
with Mark this time, to experience our cums uniting at exactly the same
time. Now that I know what orgasms feel like, I want then all the time.
I want to be one long, soaking wet love machine, dripping with insane
lust every minute of the day and night.
As soon as he comes near me I just want to come; then he won't have the
time or energy to stray! I can tell he's about to inject his come into
me, so I desperately try to hang on, rocking gently now to hold back my
orgasm. But he won't let me, and thrusts his exploding cock further up
into my oozing vagina. Everything starts to become hazy as I feel the
thick sperm shoot up and fill all my inner parts. It triggers something
deep inside and I begin to shudder and shake under the force of my
aching innards, throbbing and quivering in a frenzied experience.
We lay back, thoroughly exhausted, my underwear sopping wet, but my veil
still intact. Lying there in ecstasy and exhaustion, a wave of
unbelievable happiness flows over me. Who could ever have thought it
could be so fantastic. I think I'll remember this for the rest of my
life. What a perfect moment.
I shift my panties into a more comfortable position, as all thru our
fucking session they have been pulled over the corner of my lips, and
they are getting rather itchy, although it's a feeling I wouldn't change
for the world. I remove my panties and put them to one side, thinking
how nice and surprising it will be to reuse them on our anniversaries.
I can honestly now say that I can never accept the fantasy over the real
thing, and who gives a damn what anyone says! I mean you have to agree
with me. don't you? After all I have had the experience.
END