Chapter 1

"There it is, honey...Waterford Mansion!" Bryan laughed as he pointed through the windshield to the big old house that was perched on top of a hill at the edge of Grangerville, Massachusetts. It looked like anything but a mansion, but it was big, and it did belong to the Waterfords. Sally felt her heart thumping loudly as she looked at the place. So this was going to be where she and her new husband would be living for the next year! She'd seen pictures, of course, but she hadn't imagined the place looking quite so imposing. She thought she saw someone peek out of a window as their car approached, but then the curtain was pulled and she couldn't see who it was. Nervously, Sally smoothed back her auburn hair, wondering if she should have pinned it back rather than letting it flow loosely to her shoulders for this first meeting with her new husband's family. But it was too late now to do anything about it. Already she could see them coming out of the house, and she knew from the way they looked that they had to be Bryan's brother and sister, Jack and Ella.

Bryan honked his horn as he pulled to a halt in front of the door, and the couple ran down the porch steps to greet them.

"WELL, WELL, WELL...BLESS MY SOUL!" Jack cried, whacking his younger brother on the back and looking at Sally. "Look what Bryan's brought home!"

Sally felt distinctly uncomfortable as she tried to withstand Jack's forthright gaze. His eyes were full of mischief and his lips seemed curled in a perpetually sardonic smile. But Sally kept trying to remember what Bryan had told her about his brother; she wasn't to let him get under her skin, as he was always joking and carrying on. She smiled bravely back at him, although there was something about her husband's older brother that she instinctively didn't like.

"Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful!" Jack was saying as he pumped Sally's hand as though he might never let it go. "Isn't she, Ella?"

Sally had almost forgotten about her new sister-in-law, and when the girl stepped forward she was surprised to see how much she resembled Bryan.

"Hello...."Ella said. "Yes...she's very pretty. I'm Ella.. . come on in...you must be really tired!"

Bryan started getting the bags out of the trunk, and Sally looked back toward him helplessly as Jack and Ella led her up to the house. It was almost as though she were afraid of being alone with them, although she felt she could cope with anything as long as Bryan was there with her.

"Yes...yes," she said, "we are a bit tired." They had driven all night from Maryland right after the wedding, and now it was early morning when they'd finally arrived.

Sally sat down on a big plumped up sofa in the old-fashioned living room and looked around her while Ella went to get her some coffee and, Jack, after giving her a penetrating, questioning look, went belatedly to help his brother bring the bags in.

The new young bride tried to think whether she felt any different from the way she'd felt the morning before...before she'd become Mrs. Bryan Waterford...but she couldn't see any difference, except, of course, for her nervousness. It had seemed such a right thing to do...marrying Bryan like that, suddenly and without very much advance notice. After all, she'd known Bryan for almost a year now, each of them having attended the same English lit class at New York University for most of that time, even though they hadn't started dating until a few months ago. The moment of truth had come when school had let out, and Bryan had helped her clear out her dorm room. He himself shared an apartment in the city with two other guys and had planned to keep it until the following year when he would graduate. Sally was only nineteen and going into her sophomore year, but the way she and Bryan felt about each other had made her certain that day when he was driving her home from college that they had to get married right away. It was either that or . . .

"Penny for your thoughts...."Ella set the big tray down in front of Sally. Sally blushed a deep crimson because once more she was about to think about the events that had led to the hurried Maryland wedding, and her natural sense of propriety made it seem as though anyone looking at her might see just what it was that was on her mind.

"Sugar and cream?" Ella asked. I'll bet she's thinking about tonight! Ella thought. I bet they haven't even done it yet! From the looks of her, she never has with anyone else either!

"Haven't had much experience, have you?" Ella asked, tossing her dark hair, a family signature, back from her face. Her eyes were just as bold as her brother Jack's, but set in her soft feminine face they gave her a fiercely beautiful look that made Sally envious as she looked at the girl. She knew that Ella was exactly the same age as she, and yet it did seem as though she had a great deal more experience than Sally did.

"Wh...what do you mean?" she asked. The question was shocking to say the least. Surely she couldn't be referring to . . .

"Experience being a wife.. . " Ella replied in a softer tone, pouring cream and stirring sugar even though her new sister-in-law hadn't answered her question about the coffee. "We just got Bryan's telegram a little while before you got here. You must have driven straight from the Justice of the Peace!"

"Yes. . . yes, we did. We, uh, did stop and have dinner on the way though." Sally wasn't sure whether she liked Ella or not. She couldn't seem to be sure just what the girl was trying to say to her, what she was implying.

There was a noise in the hall and the front door slammed.

"Wait till Mom and Dad hear about this!" Jack said loudly.

"Oh, come on, Jack. It'll be fine with them, I'm sure, once they get to know Sally. Why, she's a girl right after Mom's heart!" Bryan replied in his self-assured voice.

Sally stood up. She wanted to get close to Bryan again, to remember why she was here, to feel his reassuring arms around her. "You mean they're not here?" she asked, getting the gist of the conversation between the two brothers.

"No...Jack tells me Mom and Dad have gone off on a fishing trip together...something Mom's been trying to get Dad to take her on for a long while now. Guess Mom finally won out, eh?" Bryan said. "They'll be back in about ten days...but that's great, Sally. That'll give us time to get settled in, and it'll be a little more like a honeymoon without any older people around!"

Sally blushed and tried to pull away as Bryan hugged her to him and kissed her cheek. "Not here...."she wanted to say, but she remained silent.

"Well, don't you forget that I'm older than any of you!" Jack said, giving Bryan's suitcase a kick. "But I think I can speak for both Ella and myself when I tell you that we'll be terribly, terribly discreet.. . as quiet as church mice. It'll be almost like being alone, as all honeymooners should be!"

Sally felt like going through the floor as Ella turned away with a giggle and Jack seemed as if he were going to go on and on with his joking.

'That's enough, Jack," Bryan said finally, "let's start seeing a little of that discretion!" Bryan led his new bride into the living room again and Jack tiptoed along behind them, making sure that no one missed a moment of his act.

"What do you think of the house, darling?" Bryan asked as they finished up their coffee. "Think you can stick it out a year until I graduate?"

"Oh yes...yes, Bryan, it's wonderful. . . I'm sure I'm going to love it!" They were miraculously alone for a few moments, and Sally was relieved to be able to concentrate on Bryan again. She did love the big rambling house with its assortment of unusual but comfortable furniture, but most of all she loved Bryan himself.. . that wonderful calm about him, his dark handsome looks.

"Shall we go upstairs? I'll show you our room!"

Sally nodded. She felt a violent thrill racing through her. Their room! A few hours ago, she was a single girl. . . and now this very night she would be sleeping with a man...sleeping with her husband for the first time!

She followed Bryan up the steps and onto the upstairs landing. There were several doors along the long hall, and it turned out that Bryan's room was the last one on the right. Sally was glad of that.. . it seemed somehow more private.

She felt a little trembling on her long slender legs as she walked into the room, and she was surprised to see the innocence of a young boy's bedroom, complete with baseball bat and catcher's mitt in a corner, as well as a brown and yellow plaid bedspread that Sally knew would have to be the first thing to go.

Bryan closed the door behind them and gathered his new wife into his arms. She felt so small and delicate, and yet he could feel the full voluptuous mounds of her breasts against his chest telling him that he was dealing not with a little girl, but with a woman. And a beautiful one at that! She was about the most luscious thing that he'd ever set eyes on, with that red hair of hers and the dark hazel-toned eyes. When Bryan had first started dating Sally, both his roommates had teased him unmercifully about her because they knew she never came to spend the night at his apartment as did their own girl friends. It hadn't been easy waiting, but Sally had insisted upon it, and Bryan knew that in a way it had been this that really made him fall for her as he'd never fallen before. He'd never met a girl with such principles before, and eventually it had dawned on him that these were exactly the qualities that he'd always professed to want in a wife.

"You're all mine, honey.. . " he whispered tenderly into Sally's ear. Bryan could feel her trembling against him in response, and he knew she wanted him every bit as badly as he wanted her. They both knew that. . . and the very thought that they would be together in bed within a short while, that he would be touching her nakedness all over, feeling her smooth and warm body beside him, made his already hard cock pulse excitedly in anticipation of the moment when it would at last be slipping high up into her tight virginal pussy.

"Bryan...you're squeezing so hard!" Sally squealed, pulling back a little.

"Sorry darling...it's just that you're so close, so real.. . " his lips pressed against her as he pulled her back toward him, his tongue darting forward to separate her lips, thrusting hungrily inside, searching out her own tongue in a deep and passionate kiss. He was thinking about what she'd been like shortly before they'd driven down to Baltimore to get married. He'd been driving her to her parents' home in New Jersey after the closing of school, and he'd eventually parked the car in one of the rest stops on the New Jersey Turnpike where one thing had led to another. They'd both been sure they wouldn't see each other for the whole summer at least, and their heated, fervent kisses had gotten more passionate than usual. Always before, Sally had stopped his roving hands but this time she had let him feel the soft heat of her trembling breasts up under her sweater, had crooned out her pleasure as he'd twisted the thick erect nipples. Then as his hand had gone down under the elastic of her tight nylon panties and he'd grazed the silken fluffy cuntal hair down there, she'd quivered against him and told him how much she wanted that. . . that and much more!

Bryan had screeched out of the parking spot and headed for the nearest bed he could find. A motel loomed up in front of him and he pulled in, his rock-hard penis throbbing unmercifully at the thought of what awaited him within moments. But right there in the parking lot she'd broken down in tears. "We can't.. . no...not

Uke this!"

Bryan still seemed to hear her words and feel his own disappointment, and it was in that moment of rash desire that he'd suggested that they head for Maryland and a Justice of the Peace.

And now here he was in his own bedroom the same one he'd had since he was a boy holding Sally close against his hard tense body. She was legally his now, and he could touch her, do whatever he wanted with her! The thought drove him wild, and he began to pull on Sally's dress.

"Come...come on, baby, let's go to bed...."he said with a low growl.

The young redhead stiffened in his arms. "No...not now...not with the others all waiting for us to come back downstairs. I mean it's the middle of the day, Bryan!"

As if to prove her point, she gestured to the window where the bright morning sunshine was streaking in, making a gay pattern on the rug of Bryan's room.

But he was still tugging at the zipper of her dress, cooing encouraging words even as his young bride struggled to get away. "No, Bryan...no...not like this!"

Bryan stopped, suddenly angry. 'That's what you said before. . . 'not like this'. . . but there's nothing to stop us now, Sally. You're my wife, and I know you want it every bit as much as I do!"

"Bryan! Don't be so...so CRUDE!" Sally tried desperately to get her dress back up over her shoulders where Bryan had pulled it down. This was all wrong it wasn't supposed to be like this. She had visualized how they would go to bed that evening. She would await him, snuggled down in under the covers wearing her nightgown. He would come and slowly, softly remove her gown, then, gently, ever so gently, he would initiate her into the joys of love she was so eager to discover with her new husband. But this...this was nothing at all like that, and Bryan's lust-distorted features even seemed almost unfamiliar to her.

"Let me go, Bryan. Let's go back downstairs. Why, I've hardly met your brother and sister. We can't just disappear like this," she was babbling on, not quite sure of what she was saying in her attempt to dissuade her new husband, but Bryan had only one thing on his mind now and he was bent on having it.

Forcefully he pulled Sally over toward the bed and pushed her hard back down upon it. Then as he saw her helplessly flailing in an attempt to get hack up, he lay down beside her and put his arms around her waist, trying to press his lips against hers once more in a willfully determined kiss.

"Mmmmmmmfhh...."Sally moaned, kicking her legs out and pounding against Bryan's back with her fists, but she only succeeded in making him more excited.

She'll come around, she'll come around. . . God, what fight she's got in her! But it'll only make it more worthwhile, he thought as his fingers began to work up under the short skirt of her dress, up to the firm quivering thighs, long and supple, whose silken flesh led farther up still to the flimsy nylon panties hiding his new bride's virginal cunt.

"Relax...relax...."he crooned, tightening his grip around her waist as with his other hand he moved steadily up between the two columns of smooth trembling flesh which tried in vain to resist his advance.

Then his middle finger was rising up beneath the tight elastic band of Sally's panties and he touched inside, feeling the slippery warmth, the hair-lined crevice of her untouched pussy!

"Bryan!" Sally gasped in protest. But already he was rummaging into the delicate tissues, spreading the split of her moistly cringing cuntal lips, moving his middle finger harshly back and forth until it found the tender bud of her clitoris and began a steady flicking motion there.

"It hurts...you're hurting me!" she cried, trying to twist away. The covers were rumpling beneath them as they thrashed upon the bed, and the overpowered young bride began to grow more and more frightened as she realized that Bryan wasn't paying the least bit of attention to her protests. He was bent on doing what he wanted to her, no matter what she said!

"I waited so long...so long...."he muttered wetly into her ear as his hand moved insistently between her legs, covering and sliding up into the unwillingly moist area of her quivering pussy.

"Get away from me!" she moaned helplessly, trying to push him off. The frightened young girl didn't feel anything at all but pain. She didn't want to feel any pleasure in any case, not like this. Why...oh why couldn't he wait? She couldn't give in to him like this, even though he was her husband! Visions of the way she had wanted it to be entered her mind as she realized that it was not going to be that way at all that all her childhood dreams were going to be shattered in this one cruel moment that she had perhaps made a dreadful mistake in marrying this man on the spur of the moment without even telling her parents, or anyone else for that matter! The man who was pawing her now bore little resemblance to the person she had always thought Bryan was, the polite handsome boy who would always stop when she told him to, who never went farther than the wonderful burning kisses that she had come to crave during their many dates.

"You're horrible!" she shrieked. "You're an animal!" Her hazel eyes were filled to the brim with tears, and her auburn hair was mussed and tangled on the bed beneath her flailing head. As Bryan looked down at her she looked absolutely beautiful to him, and her words inflamed him more than before. Within moments he was going to have her, this lovely young creature who'd kept him hanging on for so many months, and he was going to have her in spite of her protests. There was just no way he could wait any longer. The throbbing of his rock-hard cock told him that much, and gritting his teeth a bit he reached down to release its aching girth from his pants.

"Okay...you want me to do it the hard way!" he said. "I wanted to make it easier for you."

"No...no...tonight...tonight will be easier. . . not now!" Sally wailed.

"You've been teasing me ever since I met you, Sally. But tonight I'm not going out to find some other girl to screw because you've got me so hot I couldn't stand it! Yes, if you want to know, that's what I used to do! How else do you think I could have taken it? "

The bride of less than a day, turned her face away, feeling the tears sliding down her cheeks, her face flushed red as she closed her eyes tightly. The words hurt her so much that she didn't know how she could stand it the very idea that after their dates Bryan had gone to some other girl for satisfaction stunned her and made her feel an undeniable horror lurking deep inside her. Life was not as it had seemed; the way they were underneath! Some of the fight was knocked out of her by this startling revelation, and Bryan took full advantage of the moment. Hurriedly, he reached beneath her already wrinkled dress and pulled down on her white nylon panties, slipping them easily off and tossing them to the floor. Then his fingers were back, the thick middle finger touching the fully exposed glistening slit of his redheaded wife's hair-trimmed pussy.

His thick digit continued to rub her clitoris while his other fingers searched for the tight virginal passage of her vagina. He found it and pushed and prodded at the soft fleshy lips of her defenseless cunt, easing one finger up inside slowly...teasingly. She writhed helplessly under his touch, moaning hopelessly and trying to avoid his fingering, but he just pushed harder until his finger slipped moistly all the way up into the wet warm cavern between her legs. He could feel the walls of her velvety vagina clinging tightly around his finger and he rotated it, tantalizingly within her, trying to force the love-juices from her defenseless cunt. It was a natural reaction he wanted her to be completely wet and open when he rammed his turgid cock up into her. Finally, he inserted another finger into her convulsively resisting passage. They would hardly fit, she was so virginally narrow. God, she's going to be a good screw, he thought lewdly. She's so fucking tight! She cried out softly in pain as he continued his intrusion, but Bryan mistook it for a sigh of ecstasy and continued to work his fingers around and around inside her painfully stretching pussy. She could not get away from him.

With his two fingers deeply embedded inside her vagina, the excited young husband could feel a shudder run through her whole body and hear her whimper in a muffled moaning sound. He moved his fingers around inside against the jelly-like surface of her straining restricting passage, reaching right up to the high arch deep inside where her cunt ran into her cervix.

Sally squirmed and writhed beneath the attack of her brand new husband, but there was little she could do against his superior strength. Struggling would do no good, she realized now, but yet she felt that she had to at least try to protect herself. The weight of his body over hers and the pressure of his searching probing hands made it all but useless though, and she could feel his strong erection jerking obscenely against the quaking flesh of her exposed thigh.

Suddenly, Bryan lifted up off the bed slightly and Sally could hear the sound of his zipper being pulled down. He had freed his hotly throbbing penis from the tight confines of his pants and she knew that he was going to take her...now! His breath was as rapid as a dog's and she waited in helpless horror for the dreadful humiliation that she was going to have to endure at the hands of her lust-crazed husband. They weren't even going to undress! He was going to do it with her dress bunched up around her waist like that and he wasn't even going to take the time to remove his pants!

The inexperienced bride felt her husband move his exposed pulsing penis higher up between her thighs and she gritted her teeth, trying to fight back the urge to cry as she felt his hardness probing, slipping at her between his guiding fingers. He was massive, it seemed to the terror-stricken young wife entirely too big to ever fit into her virginal cuntal mouth.

Oh God, no...it won't fit. . . it can't go in...it's impossible. . . nnnoooooo! she thought, but even as the thoughts were running through her mind she could feel him slowly, agonizingly forcing his way into the tight, seemingly unyielding vaginal entrance.

Her openly splayed pussy ached as the throbbing head of his penis pushed harder and harder against the elastic ring of her cunt. Then, with one gigantic effort, he threw back his head in an insane jerk of his hips and let his loins carry themselves forward in a merciless onslaught on the whimpering girl. His lust-starved cock flooded into her like a great tide, bursting and smashing all before it, deeper and deeper, into and through the thin membrane of her maidenhead until his dangling testicles smashed hard against the roundness of her buttocks. He felt her fleshy ass-cheeks flattening like a nose against a windowpane as he squirmed his hips tight down between her widespread thighs. He had wanted her for such a long time, and now he was having her! His head flopped forward and he placed his hands convulsively on his young wife's shoulders, drawing them along her back as he thrust and thrust again, deeper and deeper into the nakedly exposed tightness of her vulnerable young cuntal mouth. He drew his hands down her back with savoring deliberateness and held her waist for a second, then clasped her hips so that his fingers fit into the crease of her thighs and loins and his thumbs reached out from each other against her buttocks. He pulled the molded half-moons up hard against his onrush and then held his wildly throbbing penis fully inside while he revolved his hips, around and around, stretching the tender aching walls of her never before used vagina with its bloated, blood-engorged head.

"NNNOOOO...aaaarrgrrggg...please...please, Bryan...you've got to stop...Bryan! Bryan...you're hurting me...you're hurting me!"

The pain was almost more than Sally could bear. Her virginity had been split asunder. She was no longer the pure innocent young girl of yesterday, and this animal of a man was rocking back and forth on top of her, fucking into her like a stallion in heat. Her own husband!

She wanted to cry out in desperate hate, but she could feel herself slipping into the pleasant euphoria of a faint as his rigidly pulsating hardness battered deeper and deeper up into her quivering belly.

Bryan lowered his eyes and watched his moist throbbing prick, glistening along its entire length from her involuntary secretions as he plowed into his uncooperative young wife. He saw the gleaming pink edges of her pussy-flesh drawing back with it and swallowing it whole again like the lips of a child sliding hungrily over an oversized candy sucker. His eyes dimmed at the obscene sight, and with a deep-throated groan he began to establish a powerful rhythm of thrust and withdrawal.

He began to pant even harder and his head rolled back and forth while rivulets of sweat ran into his eyes, grunting like an animal as he continued the harsh battering against the walls of her nakedly cringing cunt. He thrust harder and harder at her until she was buffeted forward against the headboard, moaning with pain at every lunge. His punishing cock, his masterfully impaling phallus grew thicker and thicker to the point of bursting, and great floods trembled at the dam. He tensed his buttocks, scratching his nails along the skin of her back, while with every forward surge he trembled from his heels to his wildly swaying testicles.

There was no holding him back now...he had to empty himself completely far up inside his new young wife. He could feel her squirming under him, moaning in her immobility, her movements inciting him more and more as he thrust harder between her widespread thighs, ramming his lust-swollen penis up into the deepest, most secret recesses of her belly. He groaned in painful ecstasy until he could stand it no longer. Then his whole body shuddered and tensed in a long taut curve as the roaring flood of hot white semen broke loose and rushed up into her in boiling profusion through his thick, rock-hard cock-shaft to shatter into her gasping vagina like a raging torrent of thick white cream.

The totally humiliated coed lay helpless, unable to move as she felt her young husband erupting inside her, spurting his lewd sperm deep into the hidden corners of her vagina, filling her belly almost to the bursting point with his hot molten fluid.