George Tipton

Wild hot bride

CHAPTER ONE

Her wedding dress in a heap beside the motel room bed, the new Mrs. Scott Samuels' sighed as her handsome husband ate her pussy.

Pam's long legs were shaved and not a blemish marred her creamy skin anywhere. Her short, dark, curly hair was sculpted to perfection and she had even trimmed the dark hair between her legs into an elongated triangle.

"God, honey, that's so good," she sighed. Like his bride, Scott was tall and dark. His tongue slid along the crack of Pam's cunt in a motion that was not unfamiliar. He and Pam had been fucking for a couple of years, even if they had only been husband and wife for a couple of hours.

His hands held her thighs open and gave his face lots of room to move between them. His thumbs caressed the insides of those tender legs. Scott had quite a reputation with the ladies and, because Pam had managed to reel him in, Pam had become something of a mystical figure herself. There were many people in town who doubted that their marriage would last – and plenty of young women ready and waiting to comfort Scott if it didn't.

But Pam was determined to make it work. She knew her husband was used to lots of excitement and she was ready to give it to him. She was sure that, if she kept him good and fucked at home, he wouldn't go looking for pussy elsewhere.

"Ohhhh! Ohhh!" she grunted.

Scott's tongue slipped up along the opened crack of her cunt and her juices rolled down his throat. His tongue was long and pointed and he used just the tip of it to keep her cunt-crack open. He sizzled it up and down from her cunt almost to her puckered little asshole.

God, how she had waited and worked to see this night come true. And now that it was really happening, it was even better than she had expected. She couldn't wait to leave for the city tomorrow. She knew that a honeymoon with a man like Scott would be just this side of heaven.

Scott flattened out his tongue and ran it around and around her cuntal area. Every inch of flesh between her legs was aflame with lust. She couldn't keep her hips from jerking up and down and she clenched and reined the cheeks of her ass involuntarily.

Scott's legs stuck far off the bed as he threw himself into the task of bringing his new wife off. He knew that the longer it took for Pam to come, the better it was for her, but he was tired of cunt-sucking. He wanted to fuck.

"Come on, baby," he mumbled, speaking right into the dark cunt-hole before him. "Make it for me. Yeah, come on, shoot it and let's fuck."

When he talked dirty to her, it pushed her right up to the edge.

"I really wanna fuck you, Pam, my wife. I wanna fuck you 'til you scream."

Pam's lower body humped up and down, bumping her cunt-mound against Scott's nose and chin. His fingers massaged her inner thighs and his tongue fluttered all around her cunt and cunt.

"You know you wanna do it, you know you wanna come for me. Do it, Pam, come!"

Pam's breathing was short but loud. Scott's tongue slid around up and back and, everywhere he touched her, she felt lust.

"Almost," she panted, unable to form any more words.

Scott burrowed forward, his tongue fucking right into her pussy-hole. He drew it out and fucked it back in very quickly, never leaving her cunt empty for long. Each time he rammed it deep inside of her he wiggled it around, bending it and touching her in places even his big cock could never reach.

Pam whimpered, feeling the sensations of orgasm forming. Scott tongued her faster and harder, his cock beneath him, thundering with need.

He sucked her clit into his mouth. Then he battered it with the end of his tongue. Pam's body jumped and he knew he as doing the right thing. He munched on her clit like crazy, working hard to bring her off as soon as possible.

"Oh honey, oh sweetheart," Pam gasped, her mind fuzzy with her near climax. "God, yes, I wanna fuck! Make me come, honey! Make me come so we can fuck!"

Her cuntal nectar poured down Scott's throat and all around his handsome, cunt-sucking face. He shook his head from side to side, fucking her with it as well as with his eagerly exploring tongue.

Her whole pussy area was slick with Scott's spit and her own oozing juices.

Did he like to eat her out or did he just do it for her sake? she wondered.

"Ahhhhh!" she moaned when his tongue hit an especially sensitive spot. "Yes, more there, oh yessss!"

Scott's own sexual parts lurched and pounded, anxious for their own relief. He shifted his hips from side to side, forcing his bent and throbbing cock into the soft bed.

Pam felt that her whole body was flushed and pink, on fire with lust. She fucked her cunt at her husband's face, helping him to drill his tongue deep up inside of her. Scott rubbed the sweaty outer lips of her cunt with his fingertips. He moved his fingers around and around in the erotic soup, listening to the sexy sounds of her pussy-hair rustling and her breathing getting louder and more urgent.

"Do it, baby, do it!" he rasped, his own breathing more measured than normal.

Pam's long slender body went stiff and her breathing stopped all together. She held her breath, waiting for the last few seconds to pass before she felt her world exploded and her orgasm hit.

"Oh my God!" she said. "Here I come!"

Scott almost laughed at her admission. How could he not know she was coming with all the jerking and panting and snorting she was doing?

But he kept his thought to himself and only did what was expected. His tongue danced across her sizzling cunt-meat and his lips kept up their sexy massage of her cunt. He could feel her coming and coming, and he tried to join in her release. But, instead of enjoying his wife's climax, he saw it only as a way to get on with their lovemaking, a threshold that had to be crossed before they could really get down to some serious fucking.

Pam, on the other hand, loved her climax. Her cunt clamped down on Scott's tongue and milked it as it might have his cock. Her only regret was that he didn't have his prick inside of her when she came. That was the only thing that might have made her first climax with them as man and wife even better.

As she came down from her come, she felt all soft and warm and squishy. She pulled Scott up her body and tried to hug him, but he already had his hands full as he grabbed his cock, jacked on it a few times and then thrust it at her.

Pam remembered her promise to do anything sexual her husband wanted. She knew it would be worth it to keep Scott happy, thereby ensuring her own happiness. So she gave up her quest for an after-climax hug and made herself ready for what she knew would be some good, hard fucking.

"You ready, baby?" Scott asked, already knowing the answer.

Women were always ready for a man like him.

"Oh yes," she said huskily. "Fuck me now, darling, really fuck me."

Scott laughed. "Man, that's what I like about you. You always want just what I want."

Pam thrilled to hear those words and then thrilled again when she felt the head of his prick nudging open the newly tightened lips of her cunt. Her climax had left her pussy almost virginally tight, and Scott had to put, plenty of weight behind his advancing cock to open her cunt back up again.

"Oh honey!" Pam sighed, feeling him penetrating her. "Our first married fuck!"

Her words didn't mean much to Scott at first. He was bent on fucking, not talking. But then he realized what she had said and it hit him. They were married now. And tomorrow they were headed to Los Angeles to visit his brother and have a honeymoon.

God, he was married! Oh well, he'd just have to get used to it, he guessed.

"Get ready, baby, cuz here it comes!"

Pam cried out almost as if he had stabbed her as his cock was suddenly thrust deep up inside of her. Her legs lifted up off the bed and curled around his body, ensuring the deep penetration they both enjoyed.

Scott grunted as all of his many inches of cock-meat were quickly surrounded by Pam's soft, moist cunt-hole. His prick surged in the tunnel of her cunt and he jerked it back out. It certainly wouldn't do for him to come so quickly on his wedding night.

Then, waiting a moment, the tip of his prick lolling around the mouth of her cunt, he thrust forward again. This time he felt in charge of their fuck, as if he could fuck all day. What a pleasant thought, he said to himself, fucking all day, every day.

Pam's legs twisted up around his back, holding him to her and giving her cunt a very sexy angle. Scott fucked down into her, her elastic cunt-muscles staying right with his slipping and sliding cock, caressing it from stem to stern. She humped with him, matching his fucking strokes just like she intended to match his entire sexual lifestyle from now until the end of time. It was her duty.

Scott loved fucking. He loved to have his cock buried in some sexy woman's cunt more than anything else in the world. Now that he was married, he knew that he had to be more considerate of Pam and that meant he had to be more discreet. There was no way he could possibly give up all the good cock-suckers and ass-fuckers that he knew around town. He would simply have to be more careful about when he got together with them. But, no matter how many other women he might fuck, he knew he would always have some left for Pam. She was great and, in his own way, he loved her very much.

"Yeah, baby!" he panted into her ear, humping deep into her. "You know that's great!"

Pam did know it and she thought it was great, too. Her climax had taken the edge off her sexual urgency and now she could just move with Scott, fucking her husband in whatever way seemed to please him most.

His fucking tempo was varied but always wonderful to Pam. Sometimes he fucked her fast and hard, other times softly, with just the tip of his prick opening up her cunt-mouth. She liked both kinds of fucking equally. They both made her feel loved and sexy, two sensations she coveted.

When he fucked her with all his might and cock, the tip of his prick beat against the end of her cunt-tunnel.

Pam shifted her hips, creating another inch or two of length and letting him fuck her cunt with more urgency and speed.

Scott bore down on her, his big body flat against hers.

"Yeah, baby, yeah!" he gasped.

His cock thrashed around inside of her. He'd gotten very horny while eating her out and now he put that sexual frenzy to good use. He fucked her with every bit of cock-meat he had.

More cunt-juices ran from the depths of Pam's cunt and mingled with the juices that flowed so freely from the gaping tip of her husband's cock. Together they created a strange and erotic perfume in the air.

Pam's cunt-mouth nipped at his fuck-knob. Both fuck-partners liked this kind of fucking, and Scott could feel the tide of his orgasm rising faster than ever when he just touched Pam's cunt-mouth with his drooling cock. The nerves in the tip of his prick were ultra-sensitive, and it was a kind of self-torture to fuck Pam so slowly this way.

"Ahhhh, God!" he sighed, feeling his balls tightening up around the base of his prick. "Baby, you really do it to me!"

Pam's love for her new husband soared when he said things like that to her. How had she gotten so lucky? How had she managed to find such a man?

"God, honey, I love you!" she said. "Love you so much!"

Scott barely heard her over the roaring in his ears. Fuck-lust was rampant in his system and he knew the only way he could release it was to come. So he fucked Pam very hard again, sending his cock slicing into her deeply. He reached up and filled each of his hands with the tender white meat of Pam's ample tits. He gave them each a squeeze.

"Ohhhh!" Pam cried out, pain and pleasure confused in her mind and body.

But then, when Scott staffed smashing and caressing her tits more nicely, she sighed with happiness.

While his hands were calmer, his cock was not. It plowed and chugged through her body, churning up her insides and making her whole body shudder. His cock seemed to draw back, and Scott tried to control it, but it was no use. His prick seemed to have a mind of its own as it poured forth a load of cum-cream deep into Pam's shuddering pussy.

Pam rolled her hips and moved with him keeping up with the jerky motions of his climax. It made her swell with pride to hear him gurgling with lust and orgasm and know that he was all hers now.

When his moment of ecstasy passed, Pam stretched out on top of him. Determined to get her cuddling this time, she held him tightly and he returned the gesture and kissed the side of her neck and the soft cloud of her hair.

"Happy wedding, Mrs. Samuels," he said softly, "happy wedding."

CHAPTER TWO

The next morning, Scott and Pam slept late and then made love again. Both of them were so hot for each other it would have been very easy for them to just spend the whole morning in bed fucking. But the plans had already been made so they grudgingly got up and loaded up the car.

Then, remembering that it was their honeymoon, they kissed again and pointed the car toward Los Angeles, where Scott's brother Russ lived.

About the time that Scott and Pam began their drive, Russ and his wife, Barb, were just waking up themselves. They had driven straight home after the wedding and now began to get ready to receive the newlyweds. Because the brothers got to see each other so seldom and because money was always tight for a young couple just starting out, Russ and Barb had prepared their guestroom for Scott and Pam for a few nights. It wasn't the romantic honeymoon they had had after their wedding just over a year ago, but it was certainly better than nothing.

As they did every morning, Russ and Barb greeted each other with a kiss. This morning's kiss lingered longer than usual while Russ ran his big hands down his young wife's naked front.

"Ummmm," Barb sighed, "do we have time before they get here?"

Russ laughed and then kissed her again. "We always have time."

"You wanna?" she said sexily, pushing his fingertips up inside her mushy cunt.

"Mmmm," Russ answered, rolling himself up on top of her. "I sure do."

Russ and Scott looked very much alike. Both were big, dark, and handsome. Like his younger brother, Russ had an eye for a pretty woman, and he was not the most faithful of husbands. But he also knew that he had a real peach in Barb and he tried not to do anything that would damage their marriage. Barb was the only woman who could hold his attention more than a night or two.

One look at Barb and it wasn't hard to imagine why she turned a stud like Russ on so much. She had a model's face and figure and long, blonde hair. Her tits were large and her ass fleshy and fine. Just the sight of her naked still made Russ' mighty prick swell and surge.

His hard-on slipped between her thighs now as he settled down on top of her. She reached down and took a portion of his slippery cockshaft in her hands and jacked on it a few times. His cock brushed right along the slit of her cunt and her juices coated it. These Barb smeared all around with her clutching, jacking fingers.

"Remember our honeymoon?" she said, looking into his handsome face while she toyed with his prick.