She Grows Up

It basically started when I was a little girl, playing mommy’s and
Daddy’s with the next door neighbor’s kids. Then it progressed to mock
weddings and, gradually as I grew up it became dirtier and dirtier.
Until the time I reached my twenties it was so filthy, that for the
first time in 6 years, I actually went to confession! You see, I am
not exactly what you would call experienced, far from it, in fact, but
I put that down to my hurry to get married. Something I could never
admit to myself for a long time, and of course, by the time it did. So
when I met Mark and fell in love, I literally jumped at the chance of
saying yes. The fact that he was the first person that asked me had no
bearing on the matter at all, or so I like to think. But if I’m honest
about it, I would have married anyone who stayed with me long enough to
pop the question. The ceremony itself was purely magical, I feel
wonderfully soft and seductively horny.

White always seems to have that effect virginal on me. As we drive to
the hotel for the start of our honeymoon, I let my hands feel the
silkiness of my thighs thru my stockingtops. Slipping a finger into the
bridlegarter and moving the lace skirt wide apart so that my husband
could catch a flurtive glance of what’s to come. Once or twice, his
own hand trys to intervene, but I brush it away not wanting to ruin a
night of unashamed lust, now perfectly legal and above board. The
champagne is on ice as we walk into the room, and two fruit glasses
have been placed on the bedside table. The waiter hangs around just
long enough to pop the cork, and wish us the best of luck, leaving us
staring with embarrassment into each other’s eyes. “I think I’d better
change out of these clothes,” I remark. “Not a very good idea,”
replies Mark, “I want to take you exactly as you are!” He downs his
drink in one gulp. Puts his glass on the table and comes towards me.
“No please, please wait, give me a few minutes, it’s all happening to
fast”, but he doesn’t, just stares at me and moves his hand up to my
shoulders and lets my dress fall gently to the floor.

I blush as his eyes began feasting on my luscious body, partially
hidden by my revealing underwear. “My god you look beautiful,” he
whispers, “Lie down on the bed and let me worship you.” I willingly
obey my lord and master, trying not to imagine what he intends to do,
though it is quite difficult.I feel so sencious as I carry out his
orders, and my little white panties moisten, as if ready for the
touch. I desperately need to feel the sharp point of his tool inside
me, but the waiting is nearly over, as he prepares himself for a
lustfull invasion of my watery pussy. He begins feeling all around my
quivering torso, squeezing my saturated vagina and kneeding my tits
thru the scanty underwear, which I have no intention of discarding. I
gradually reaching my boiling point as his tongue descends down on my
cunt, licking the outer lips through my panties and tearing them aside
to explore my erect love bud. He takes it in his mouth nibbling it
making it grow harder and harder under his expert touch he spreads my
legs wider and licks along the outline of my stocking tops, exploring
and probing until his mouth knows all my intimate secrets.

I love every insane moment, and press his head down on my furry beaver,
until I can hear his muffled slurps, ringing out above my cries of
delight. It feels as if all the juices from my body are being sucked
from me, by a human vacuum cleaner, literally drain ing my insides of
every last bit of moisture. He is hunting for more, and I am not sure
what he expects, until suddenly I have this very strange and alien
feeling. Something inside me begins to let go inside me, and I being
to shudder under his perfect skills. I sink deeper into his face,
wrapping my legs around his neck, he is still sucking but now with
hard, frantic actions. Then suddenly, with out warning, it all
happened, escaping from me in one long forceful stream, the feeling is
unbearably wonderful. I gyrate up and down, as the sensation goes on
and on. I can see the juice drip from the corners of his mouth, before
he has time to swallow, the substance from my body is expelling , only
stopping for the quickest moment to take a quick breath, he goes on
and on. I lay back exhausted, panting like a wild animal that has to
be chased for the kill. I don’t think you’ve had one of those before,
he says. I reply no. We call that a multiple orgasm, darling. He
laughs, and you tasted beautiful, sweet and hot and virginal. all my
defenses have been broken down, my fire has been relit, I want him
badly and need his swollen cock in my pussy, more than life itself.

Slowly, I twist my body around, so I can swallow his thick, veined
member. He sighs in sure ecstasy, as inch by inch, as I incased his
glorious piece of meat. Moving my tongue gently around the tip, and
licking the swollen hole on his prick, and then letting the whole
thing slide down my eager and awaiting throat. I don’t let myself go
down on him for very long, I can’t, it all seems so trivial, and I am
torturing myself having to wait any longer for his torrid penis. Shame
lessly, I stradle him, the feeling excites me beyond all known bounds,
and I revel in the friction. His think skinned cock is causing me to
shudder. He grabs my shoulders and pushes my down hard. Every part of
me is filled with his burning fire rod. He’s rough and gen tle at the
same time. At last, I am complete, a whole women, my longing is
fulfilled. I am still wearing my bridle underwear, and I can tell the
sight of my grinding and bouncing up and down while still incased in
pure white silk, is making him feel like he is invading a puri tanical
virgin. He reaches out and grabs my headdress, which is still lying by
the side of the bed, and skillfully places it around my head, draping
the long veil softly over my shoulders, allowing it to fall naturally
and surround my breasts.

My bra strap has seductively slipped off my shoulder and a pink little
nipple is hanging out of the cup. I lean forward to keep on riding him,
and he gently takes the bud like a nursing baby. I want him to take
the complete tit, to feel the softness of its texture with his
masterful mouth, so I forceit on him, pushing myself, hastily down
until he eagerly accepts my plunge. He gropes around to find the tops
of my stockings, and finally lets his hands rest snugly against my
perspiring skin, rocking me back and forth with seesaw motions,
gyrating, until I can’t bear the vigorous sensations for another
second, but I desperately need to join forces with Mark this time, to
experience our cums uniting at exactly the same time. Now that I know
what orgasms feel like, I want then all the time. I want to be one
long, soaking wet love machine, dripping with insane lust every minute
of the day and night. As soon as he comes near me I just want to come;
then he won’t have the time or energy to stray! I can tell he’s about
to inject his come into me, so I desper ately try to hang on, rocking
gently now to hold back my orgasm. But he won’t let me, and thrusts
his expload ing cock further up into my oozing vagina. Everything
starts to become hazy as I feel the thick sperm shoot up and fill all
my inner parts.

It triggers something deep inside and I begin to shudder and shake
under the force of my aching innards, throbbing and quivering in a
frenzied experi ence. We lay back, thoroughly exhausted, my underwear
sopping wet, but my veil still intact. Lying there in ecstasy and
exhaustion, a wave of unbelievable happiness flows over me. Who could
ever have thought it could be so fantastic. I think I’ll remember this
for the rest of my life. What a perfect moment. I shift my panties
into a more comfortable position, as all thru our fucking session they
have been pulled over the corner of my lips, and they are getting
rather itchy, although it’s a feeling I wouldn’t change for the world.
I remove my panties and put them to one side, thinking how nice and
surprising it will be to reuse them on our anniversar- ies. I can
honestly now say that I can never accept the fantasy over the real
thing, and who gives a damn what anyone says! I mean you have to agree
with me. don’t you? After all I have had the experience.