The first night of the bride



Before she could recover from the first sensation, Davis was plunging his tongue deep within her, then pulling out and up, just flicking that point of pure pleasure before repeating the movement.

Katherine found it hard to breathe, her body curling and arching in time to his wicked tongue.

“You taste as good as you look,” he murmured, his breath sending shivers across her skin.

Katherine was lost in a world of pure sensation, moaning and gasping, tension coiling deep in her belly as she panted, “Davis, please!”

“My pleasure,” he growled, sucking gently on the nub of nerves that shattered her into a million glowing pieces. He licked her gently back to a single being, growling his pleasure.

When she could once again breathe, she asked shyly, “Could I do that to you?”

He quickly lay on his back beside her, “Please do!”

Though still shy, Katherine now felt secure in the acceptance of her new husband. She tried licking his neck, which he bared for her willingly. He moaned softly as she licked the shell of his ear. Emboldened, she nibbled against his hard chest to his tiny nipple, which she suckled, pulling a groan from deep in his throat. A sudden nip of the tiny bud brought him halfway to sitting, a surprised but not unhappy exclamation issuing forth.

Katherine was suddenly eager to touch and taste the hard shaft pulsing against her belly. She lifted up, looking at Davis’s body, all hard muscle and bronzed skin. Her eyes travelled lower, admiring the fat cock reaching toward his navel . She tentatively ran a finger up its length and it jumped toward her hand. Leaning lower, she flicked her tongue against the pink head.

Now it was Davis’s turn to say, “Please!”

Moving to between his legs, Katherine licked the length of his erection as she gently traced his balls with her index fingers. His reaction was a deep growling moan and a thrust of his hips.

Taking the head of his cock in her mouth, she sucked gently as she ran a finger nail down its length. Again he thrust toward her, his cock sliding to her throat and back out. She liked his reactions and continued to lick and suck while running her fingers around his balls.

With a sudden groan, Davis pulled Katherine from between his legs and flipped her onto her back.

His mouth crushed down on hers, his tongue dueling with hers in an erotic dance that caused shivers to run down her spine and collect where his mouth had recently been. His mouth left hers, seeking out her nipple to lick and suck. She bent her head, licking the curve of his ear, dragging a low moan from his chest.

“Yes, my love. Take me as I take you,” he murmured.

Pressing her back, his muscular thigh worked gently to spread her knees before climbing on top of her. His mouth continued to lick along her collar bone, her neck, her ear, as his hard shaft pressed into her wet cleft. He rolled his hips, pressing along her slit and sliding the wetness along his shaft. He pressed and released, rubbing sensually and making her hips flex against his erection. In a sudden movement, his length buried itself deep within her, breaking her maidenhead. She let out a sharp cry.

With iron control he held still within her silken folds. “That is the worst of it, my love. It should not hurt much after that.”

He began to move, slowly, tentatively. She sucked in her breath, but there was no more pain, just a slight soreness which was quickly overcome by the increasing tingle and small electric pulses his movements were causing. Her body began to answer his movements, her hips lifting to meet his thrusts.

“There’s my girl. Do you like this?”

Still slightly embarrassed by her behavior, Katherine didn’t answer, but lifted her head to nip his lower lip. He growled, bringing his lips down on hers, thrusting his tongue into her mouth in time with the thrusting of his hips.

His hand massaged her breast, gently pinching her nipple. She groaned and arched against him, bringing another growl from his throat as the speed and depth of his thrusts increased. Katherine met his movements, feeling the tightening in her abdomen as the sensation escalated, knowing that incredible release was imminent.

Davis thrust into her deeply, caressing her depths and massaging her delightfully with his pelvis. Katherine’s breath caught in her throat as he let out a deep moan and pure bliss washed over her in waves. Davis sounded as if her were choking, and Katherine wondered if she had killed him somehow. His whole body was tense, only relaxing by degrees.

“My god, wife, you are incredible! I am truly blessed!”

Davis caressed her neck, down her chest to her breast. He planted light kisses on her nipple as he slipped from her body. Katherine let out a tiny gasp, arching toward him, still wanting the contact.

Davis wrapped his arms around his wife and pulled her to his chest, nestling her closely. He sighed deeply, gently rubbing her back. “Are you happy, Katherine?”

“Yes, Davis,” she answered softly, “You are everything I didn’t know to want.”

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