Chapter 1
Ray Cross was of the old school. He did not believe in screwing a woman he intended to marry until the wedding night.
But, from then on in, any wife of Ray's saw a lot of action.
Blanche was the third Mrs. Ray Cross.
"Oh God, Ray, you've got me so excited I can hardly stand it!" His tongue again swirled around the tip of her slick clitoris. Her pussy trembled. It nudged up against his face. "Oooohhh, gee, you do that nice, honey! My pussy's never felt so good."
Blanche, too, was a great believer in marriage. Like Ray, she was embarking on her third -honeymoon. Like Ray, Blanche was old enough to know what she liked. She was thirty-one now, though she had quit counting a couple of years before. The beautiful blonde loved the way her new bridegroom was eating her cunt.
She stretched out luxuriously on top of the huge bed in their hotel bridal suite. Her red-tipped fingers clutched nervously at the pillows over her head. Her eager husband had not even given Blanche time to put on her new sexy nightgown she had bought especially for the honeymoon. As soon as she was naked, Ray had pushed her down into the satin bedspread and started to probe her cunt-furrow with his skilled tongue. Her naked breasts heaved on her chest as she writhed under his expert touch. Her swollen red nipples poked proudly up at the ceiling. Her dark blonde cunt triangle shimmied and worked like a hungry little wild creature.
As he sucked up his new wife's juices, Ray stared up through the curly forest of her pussy to watch the excited contortions of her face and body. Her eyes were closed. Her face wore a look of rapture. Her tongue ran nervously over her parched lips. He watched her reach down to caress the upthrusting mounds of her breasts. The gesture made his cock throb. Once again he immersed himself in the wet seeping slit of his bride's pussy. Watching her pleasure-agony had only made him more determined than ever to drive Blanche to untraveled heights of ecstasy. It would be his personal wedding gift to the woman who had first caught his eye from behind the perfume counter at Sears. Though their courtship had been very proper, Ray had always suspected there was a hot lady lurking under Blanche's beautiful but unassuming exterior.
Many nights Ray had gotten so excited by just holding hands with Blanche that he had had to hurry over afterward to see Claire or Marie or Jane to ease the aching in his cock. Ray had never had any qualms about screwing a woman he did not want to marry, any old time he felt like it. That was something about him his bride did not know and would never know, if Ray had anything to do with it.
Many nights Blanche had been so excited by the nearness of her fiance that she had been tempted to beg him to break the rules and screw her. But instinct had held her back. Though he had never said so, she knew that Ray would never be able to see her in quite the same way if he took her in sin. He needed to believe in his wife's chastity, even though he knew she had been married twice before. Blanche found his old-fashioned morals cute.
But she was far more impressed with the way his tongue wriggled inside her cunt. As she moaned and sighed under the tireless attentions of his mouth, she silently regretted all the times they could have been doing this and had been holding hands instead. But all that was over now. They were married! She could get her pussy eaten any time she wanted!
"God, Ray-I love you! Oh, God, darling, you're making me cummmmm!"
"Mmmmmm-" Ray's cock throbbed anxiously as his tongue put his wife through the insistent tremors of orgasm. He swelled with pride at the thought that he had so easily been able to bring his wife to climax with his mouth. Blanche was obviously a natural-born cummer. Ray liked that. It meant he didn't have to wait so long for his own satisfaction. Enough torture, now he could sink his cock for the first time up inside that hot hungry hole of hers.
Though his wife was naked, Ray had only had time to remove his shoes and shirt. He stood up now and removed his pants. He grinned at the lazy pleased expression on his wife's face. His cock burst ramrod stiff from his pants and swayed as he climbed onto the bed and straddled her. The lusty need in Blanche's eyes as she stared up at him made a big gap open up in Ray's belly-a gap that could only be filled by a large dose of steaming pussy. "You liked what I did to you, eh, baby? You liked cumming from feeling my tongue up inside your pussy?"
The obscene words made Blanche tremble visibly. "Oh, God, Ray, it was wonderful! I can still feel it, honey. I can still feel that pleasure in my clitoris!" She undulated her hips lewdly, sending her pelvis shimmying upward in search of the cock that hovered only inches away. She licked her lips hungrily as her clitoris struck his cock-head. "Uuuuhhh, oooohh, Ray. I need it so bad!" She didn't mind telling him now, now that it was all in the past. But the ten months of their courtship had been the hardest test Blanche had ever gone through. Ten months without cock! But she had done it! She had done it because she had known it was the only way to get Ray Cross-and she had wanted him badly.
The prospect of having her cunt filled with hard throbbing cock after all those lean hungry months drove Blanche to the edge of madness. She rocked her pelvis up urgently. Her cries grew more and more abandoned. The touch of his cock-tip grazing her clitoris had her right on the brink of another orgasm!
The sight of his wife's fitful hunger drove Ray past the point of self-restraint. "Oh, baby, I'm dying to sink my cock up inside that wet pussy of yours!" He bore down on her. His cock-tip slid down past her clitoris. It caught at the spongy yielding hole that led up into her vagina. His cock impaled her clinging pussy to the hilt!
"Aaaaaiiiieeee!" Blanche's face seemed to pass through a whole succession of expressions in a matter of seconds. Ray was seeing parts of the woman he had never glimpsed before. He realized he had only guessed at a fraction of the sensuality locked up inside her. Ray could see his immediate future was sealed. He wasn't going to have time or energy for another woman for a long time to come. "It's happening again, Ray! Oh, God, I'm cumming again!"
She looked like she was half laughing, half weeping. Her hands reached up to clasp him while her legs wrapped around him. Her cunt lunged up against him as he started to screw her in long filling strokes. "You're beautiful, baby-beautiful!" His lips closed over hers and he struggled to match her greedy kiss. The big man could not remember ever experiencing such total consuming passion from a woman. He was pleased with his choice of a wife. Very pleased indeed. And to think, she also made the best cheesecake in the world!
Reaching under her to grab firm hold of her shapely ass-cheeks, Ray settled down in earnest to the task of consummating his wedding vows in style. He gritted his teeth to fight off the alluring tug of her cunt-muscles as they massaged the whole length of his cock up inside her hot cunt. It was tempting to just keep his cock buried inside her greedy warmth and let her suck the juices right out of him. The only thing that kept him impaling her time after time was the promise of each new thrill of the next lusty assault of the portals of her cunt.
Blanche was amazed at how incredible it felt to have a cock up inside her cunt again after so many months' abstinence. Much as she had longed for this moment, she realized her senses had forgotten just how exciting it was to have a cock forcing her cunt-walls wide apart. Her sensual memory had forgotten the unequalled thrill of that first moment of entry-and of each entry after that.
Just as well she had forgotten. Blanche thought smugly as she squirmed her pelvis up to meet Ray's impalement. ( It was easy for Blanche to be smug now that she had what she wanted. ) She would never have been able to go without cock for so long if her memories had remained as fresh and compelling as the swelling pressure of Ray's cock up in her pussy. "Oh, do it to me, Ray! Screw me! Screw me!"
The blonde totally forgot to worry whether such promiscuous behavior might shock her new husband. She was hell-bent on her own pleasure and nothing else had much meaning at the moment. It was just lucky that Ray's pleasure happened to be intimately linked up with her own.
The wilder she grunted and wiggled, the louder she howled, the better Ray liked it, the more fiercely he drove his cock deep up into her spasming twat. He realized that this was not going to be the longest performance he had ever given. He was too vulnerable to the heated tug of his wife's insistent pussy. But he wasn't too worried about breaking any endurance records. Blanche had already had two orgasms. And they had all night, ten days in fact, to break all the records they cared to aim for. Though he was forty-seven, Ray felt like a twenty-year-old kid. Blanche had done it to him. She had injected him with a whole new dose of sexual energy and enthusiasm for life. Though he had not planned it this way, Ray was beginning to think it was a good idea for a man to get himself a new wife every few years. New pussy was every bit as good as a Fountain of Youth!
"Oh, Blanche, baby! Shit, your cunt feels good, woman! You're beautiful, baby-beautiful!"
"Do it to me, Ray honey! Do it to meeee!"
The honeymooners were caught up in the joy of mutual discovery. Each was intensely aware of the gratifying friction of, cock against pussy-walls. Ray's buttocks worked frantically to pump his cock again and again deep into his bride's cunt. She worked just as frantically to meet his energetic lunges. The collisions grew more heated. The moans and wails of encouragement reached fever-pitch. Suddenly there was no place for the two of them to go but right over the top. So they clutched each other furiously and took the last plunge together!
"Uuuuuhhh Ray! I love you! I love the way you make me cummmmm!"
"Jee-zuz, baby! I love you too! I'm going to shoot it into you! First time, beautiful! Uh, jeezzz!" He felt his cock spasming with the effort of injecting his juices deep into her cunt. Her pussy-muscles convulsed around his cock, sucking his semen deep into her pussy. The man felt an amazing surge of primitive satisfaction, knowing his cum was safely stowed in her belly.
When Ray tried to move off her, to give her some breathing room, Blanche clutched him furiously. She would not let him go.
It felt so good to have his cock up in her cunt, even though it was now flaccid. She relished the feel of the sticky trickle of cum that oozed out of her cunt around his cock-stopper. "Don't leave me yet, honey! Stay inside me, just like this!"
He kissed her, delighted with her possessive passion. "For how long?" he demanded.
"How about ten days?"
"How will we ever get room service?"
"Who needs room service, when I've got you?"
His cock twinged in her tight cunt. "You're right, baby."
It was only after they had screwed a second time that Ray remembered the kids at home. He wondered if his oldest daughter had managed to arrive in time to see Ricky and Sue through their first night alone. Sherry might be twenty-seven years old, but Ray had to admit his oldest daughter often exhibited a woeful lack of responsibility. "Do you think we should call home to see if they're all right?"
Blanche was exasperated. Much as she loved Ricky and Sue, she wanted her honeymoon just for herself and Ray. "What did we come all the way to Florida for if we're going to spend our first night alone calling home? Ricky and Sue are old enough to look after themselves, you know-even if Sherry hasn't turned up yet." Blanche had not yet met her husband's oldest daughter. Sherry was still an image that haunted her. It seemed strange to think her stepdaughter was only four years younger than she was.
"You're right. But they've always had a housekeeper or someone to look after them. Maybe I shouldn't have let Mrs. Mackenzie go so soon."
"Ray, you're a wonderful father and I love you for it, but tonight, I want you all to myself. I'm even jealous of the telephone."
His wife began to crawl toward his cock, that was well-coated with the juices of two frantic screws, two delicious orgasms. As her mouth lowered to his cock-head, he felt a new twinge in his balls. Home and kids drifted farther and farther into the back of his mind. Ricky and Sue were big kids now, he knew that. He didn't have to worry about them. Besides, Sherry had said she would come and cook and clean for them. She would do it. She might be a little late, but she would do it. Though she had always been a bit of a rebel, a bit irresponsible, Ray had a special soft spot for his oldest daughter, his first child, born when he was only twenty, not much older than Ricky was now.
The thoughts became more confused. Mental images more dimmed. His cock was taking over-or more specifically, it was the hot caressing mouth that was molding itself around his growing cock-shaft.