Chapter 1
It was just after eleven o'clock as Mary Stewart turned the wheel of the expensive sports car into the wide palm-lined driveway of the resort-motel and braked smoothly to a stop in front of the luxurious cabana that she and Ralph had taken for their honeymoon. The car's top was down, exposing Mary's bare arms and shoulders to the hot desert sun, her amber-colored skin in perfect contrast to the long blonde hair which flowed in wind-swept disarray across her shoulders and down her finely-sculpted back.
At nineteen, the lovely young woman drew stares of frank male admiration and female envy even here in Southern California where beauty was a way of life. For years she had only felt anxiety and apprehension when men drank in her lush swelling breasts and long beautiful legs with their lustful eyes. Far from being complimented by their avid glances, Mary had felt somehow "dirtied" and uncomfortable. Now that she had Ralph to protect her from their unwanted advances she found herself vicariously enjoying the excitement and desire she generated. She knew that Ralph was pleased when other men openly envied his luck in capturing her for himself, and she made no objections when Ralph insisted that she wear clothing that fully revealed her ripe curves.
Mary opened the car door and extricated her slender legs from the cramped driver's compartment. As she did so, her short skirt hiked up to reveal her long full-swelling thighs and the tender flesh between her exposed legs. Lifting herself from the car she closed the door and reached in to pick up the sack of groceries for their morning meal.
Walking quickly toward the cabana where her new husband still slept, exhausted but happy from the previous night's frenzied lovemaking. Mary smiled happily at her good fortune in finding someone as wonderfully adept at helping her over her virginal fears as Ralph was. It was almost sinful to be so happy, she told herself, blushing momentarily as she remembered the wanton ways she had tried to please Ralph and show him how much she loved him.
It had been less than two months since the long and frightening bus trip from the small Illinois town from which Mary had fled to escape her sluttish mother and the drunken, lust-inflamed stepfather who had tried to force himself on her. She had arrived in Los Angeles almost penniless and terrified of the future. Even after she had found a job as a salesgirl in the small jewelry shop and had rented a tiny apartment, her depression remained. Then, almost miraculously, Ralph had come into the shop one morning to purchase an expensive gold lighter. For the first time in months Mary laughed at the ruggedly handsome young man's attempts to make her smile at him. His flashing blue eyes and crooked grin overwhelmed the lonely and despondent young girl and she found herself agreeing to have lunch with him. Before she knew what was happening, Mary was spending every free hour with Ralph -- at the beach, or beside him as his expensive car sped through Southern California while Ralph pointed out the fascinating people and scenery in his mock "tour-guide" voice. Mary worried a little about his apparently inexhaustible supply of money and the fact that he had no job, but he told her that he had a large inheritance and that he planned to use it to buy a small business. Excited and happy, Mary accepted his proposal of marriage immediately and they made their plans for the future. She desperately needed someone like Ralph to take care of her -- someone who could draw her body into his strong arms and comfort her with words that dispelled all the old doubts. Although he was only twenty-six, Ralph looked and acted much older. He seemed to know instinctively when to be gentle with Mary and when to assert his male prerogatives. Sometimes he had a shy, almost withdrawn manner, but at other times he could be impressively commanding. And just as Ralph enjoyed other men envying him, Mary felt only a twinge of jealousy when women stared at his muscular body and handsome features.
Although Mary would have been willing to give up her maidenhead before they were married, Ralph insisted that they go no further than long, passionate kisses and a frustrating exploration of each other's body with frantic hands. Both of them were almost wild with desire when they finally were married by the Palm Springs City Clerk and were able to consummate the physical act. Surprisingly, Mary still found her body unable to fully respond to Ralph's tender but insistent caresses. After the first few painful moments she accepted him into her willingly but it was strangely unsatisfying physically -- as if she were being continually brought to a passionate plateau but was unable to find the ultimate release. Emotionally, she found great pleasure in pleasing him, and she tried desperately to make him happy. Sensing this, Ralph called upon all of his skill as a lover to bring Mary to orgasm. He knew that it was only a matter of time before she could fully respond and he was patient with her.
Mary unlocked the heavy cabana door and went inside quietly so as not to awake her sleeping husband before she had a chance to prepare breakfast. The rooms were dark and as she passed the bedroom on her way to the kitchen she could hear the soft breathing from the king-sized bed.
She took the groceries from the bag and quickly and efficiently prepared the soft-boiled eggs, toast, orange juice, and fresh coffee. Humming softly to herself she placed the food on a tray and started for the bedroom, pausing to take a yellow rosebud from a vase and the morning paper from a table. She placed these on the tray alongside the food and continued into the bedroom. Inside, she placed the tray on the bedside table and leaned over to kiss her husband into awakening. As her body poised over his for a moment, she felt his strong arms come up and close around her, pulling her toward his reclining body as his musical laugh came to her ears. For a second she stiffened at the unexpected movements, then relaxed and let her body come down onto the bed beside him, her eager mouth finding his lips in a warm kiss.
"Jesus Christ, you're beautiful!" Ralph said earnestly when he finally released her lips. His arms were still wrapped around her soft body, pulling the swelling breasts and soft thighs tightly against his own hard flesh.
"And you're the most wonderful man in the world!" Mary responded, breathing heavily as she felt his penis begin to stiffen against her stomach. "How about some breakfast before you get too excited?"
"I could eat you," Ralph laughed lewdly as he nibbled at her earlobe playfully, "In fact I just might do that!"
"I didn't know I'd married a cannibal!"
Mary made no attempt to stop the frantic fingers that suddenly began to pull her dress from her warm body. To her, the mornings were the best, and they could make love for hours with both of them rested and eager to find new delights. Ralph threw aside her dress and the soft coverlet from the bed. Pausing only for a moment to drink in the sight of her lovely near-nakedness, he quickly pulled off the wispy bra and teased one erect nipple into his warm mouth, running his tongue gently but insistently over her flesh. Mary felt the heat begin to rise in her loins and spread throughout her body as her husbands fingers pulled the panties from her hips while his tongue continued the delicious sucking. Suddenly, his mouth left her breast and was kissing her stomach and thighs. She reddened as Ralph's lips came close to, then darted away from her pubic mound. She opened her legs slightly as she felt his warm lips brush against the silky gold of her pubic hair and then retrace a passionate path upwards toward her breasts, stopping only long enough to plant a gentle kiss on each nipple before going back to her stomach.
"MMMMM!" Mary moaned with pleasure, arching her hips upward as Ralph's hands went under her buttocks and began to caress the twin mounds.
"Oh, honey, that feels goooodddd!" She said softly as she took his head between her hands and tried to guide it back to the lust-inflamed seat of her womanhood. For the first time since their marriage she felt that this might be the time when she would feel all of the pleasures of sex.
Ralph began to circle the pubic "vee" of his wife with his mouth and tongue as his strong hands on her smooth buttocks pulled her lower body toward his frantic face. His blood was racing from the unexpected passion Mary was showing and his throbbing cock was beginning to ache with desire as it pressed heavily into the silken sheets. He could smell the musky odor coming from her pussy and it excited him even more. Mary was making little animal sounds of pleasure as his tongue continued to tease her tender flesh.
"MMMM ... God, that feels sooooo goooood!" She moaned, the movements from her pelvis becoming more pronounced as an electric shock ran through her. She jerked involuntarily as Ralph pulled her thighs apart and touched the tender pussy lips with the tip of his tongue. Nothing had ever felt this good, she thought, straining upward to meet the wet oral instrument. She wanted him to plunge the warm tongue into the secret orifice that lay guarded by the plump little folds of flesh. There was no embarrassment in her, no hesitation about what she wanted her handsome husband to do. They were married now, she thought feverishly, and whatever they did was right! Her hands tightened over his ears and she tried to force his head closer to the lust-inflamed flesh between her legs.
Ralph could feel his lovely young wife's body squirming with lust beneath him. He drew back his head for a moment to gaze on the almost-virginal flesh just inches from his face. Her pussy stared back at him invitingly, the silky pubic hair-covered lips seeming to pulsate with desire. He wanted to plunge his tongue into the wet cavity and suck greedily at her soft clasping cunt, but he held back and waited for her body to become even more demanding. Then, his head came down and his tongue darted out and began to trace the furrow where her plump, blood-engorged pussy lips came together. As his tongue touched the tender pussy lips her cries of pleasure became unrecognizable and her body's movements became less frantic. Slowly he ran his tongue upwards, parting the flesh as it went and finally resting on the little bud of clitoral flesh.
The delicious sensation hit Mary like an explosion of all the pleasure in the world as Ralph's mouth closed over her thrusting clitoris and began to suck gently.
"AAAHHHH!" She cried out in ecstasy as the whole world closed in on that tiny spot. Everything else was forgotten as waves of pleasure rolled over her and she was enveloped in a maddening warmth of desire. She lost all control over herself and her body began to respond independently of the mind that begged for the pleasure never to stop. Something was building in her that she had never experienced before -- so overpowering that she would do anything in the world to have it continue. Their previous lovemaking had been as nothing compared to this sweet and exquisite concentration of lewd sensation. She struggled to breathe as the loving tongue left her clitoris and raced downward toward the coral-colored flesh of her pussy. She felt the hot warmth of his mouth closing in rapidly and her legs stretched apart to give him better access. Suddenly, her tight vaginal opening was filled by Ralph's tongue and she felt it slide smoothly into the excited orifice, straining against the moist and clasping velvet of her pussy walls as it continued its frantic probing.
"OOOOOHHHH!" Mary almost screamed as she suddenly wondered how anything could feel this good. The pleasure was unbearable and she wanted to beg him to stop before she died from ecstasy. His probing tongue plunged in and out, her hungry pussy joining in the obscene rhythm of the two bodies being joined together so wantonly. Just as she thought she could bear no more, the sensations changed and she exploded in an orgy of intense satisfaction. Her thighs closed around Ralph's head and she struggled to keep the snake-like tongue deep within her clasping pussy as wave after wave of ecstasy swept through her.
"I'M CUMMMINNNGGGG!" The words exploded from her lips and reverberated around the dark room. The frantic tongue continued to dance wildly inside the lusting pussy as the juices poured from her womb.
"Don't stop ... please don't stop, honey ..." her voice rose as she begged him to continue, "OOOOHHHH! OOOHHHH!"
Just as the last violent spasms of pleasure shook her, Mary's legs strained to open wider and she clasped her ankles with her hands and thrust her completely exposed pussy up against her husband's face.
Ralph flattened his tongue and started to sweep broadly up and down the moist hot pussy, his own saliva mingling with Mary's juices. He was so intent on pleasing his young wife and bringing her again and again to orgasm that he did not hear the loud banging on the front door of the cabana. The only sounds audible to him were the moans of ecstasy coming from his wife's beautiful lips and the frantic noises their flesh made as it came together again and again.