For twenty-one years Monica Harrison had been a virgin. Now that was about to change, and she just hoped the reward was worth the wait. She checked her appearance one more time in the bathroom mirror before going to join her new husband Mark.
She liked what she saw, and she was sure Mark would like it, too. She saw a tall young woman with long gleaming brown hair, pretty features, and a fantastic body. Not for the first time she thanked all her ancestors for her good heredity. She was slim, sleek, and firm, yet curvy in all the right places. Her large melon-shaped tits thrust out firmly without a bra.
Monica wasn't wearing much at all, just a see-through filmy white nightie with matching bikini panties. And she figured she wouldn't be wearing those very long, either. Mark could hardly wait to get her naked in his bed. She'd been holding out on him ever since they met six months ago. But now the big moment had come, and he couldn't have been more eager than his new bride was. Twenty-one years was a long time to remain a virgin.
Most of Monica's friends had lost their cherries in high school, but she'd been determined to hold out till she got married. That had been pretty difficult when she met Mark, a handsome and successful businessman. Mark had turned her on so powerfully that she'd wanted to hop right into his bed and offer him whatever he wanted. It had taken all her will power to wait till her wedding night.
Now she couldn't wait any longer. She walked out of the bathroom and into the spacious bedroom of Mark's apartment, her new home. Mark was lounging on the bed, sipping a drink and wearing only a short robe. His eyes lit up at the sight of her, and Monica reddened a little. She knew he could see through her nightie. Her large cone-shaped nipples were very evident.
She kept walking towards the king-size bed, her knees feeling a little rubbery by now. She was eager to give herself completely to the man she loved, eager to know what sex was all about, but of course she was nervous, too. After all, it would be the very first time she'd gone all the way with a man. She didn't know quite what to do. She slid onto the bed and was relieved when Mark made the first move.
"Come here, gorgeous," he growled.
He pulled her against him for a deep, steamy, tongue-kiss, and she felt her belly doing lusty flip-flops. Mark had had that effect on her the moment they met. She'd never forget the first time she saw him. She'd been a secretary-trainee, delivering some papers to his office, and when he appeared she'd just stood there like an idiot, her mouth hanging open, her pussy starting to heat and cream.
She felt the same way right now, totally helpless to control her lust when she was around this man. Her virgin cunt mouth spurted molten cream, soaking her bikini panties.
Mark pressed hard against her, and she could feel his stiff cock poking her belly. She gave another lusty shiver. She'd briefly touched a few cocks, but she'd never really examined or played with one.
As Mark probed her mouth with his big wet tongue, Monica let her lust guide her. She reached inside his robe and found his prick. It felt huge, as if she could barely curl her fingers around it. It was hot and throbbing, surging with a life of its own. She ran her fist up and down the granite pole of flesh and found that she loved touching it. His cock was smooth and taut, hugely, engorged. She ran her fist up to the swollen tip and felt hot sticky juice wetting her palm.
"Baby," Mark growled, "that thing's gonna go off right in your hand if you're not careful. We better slow down."
He rolled away from her, and his stiff cock slipped from her hand. He stood for a second and took off his robe. It was the first time Monica had seen him naked, and she just lay there and stared at him breathlessly. His body excited her hotly. He was tall, hairy, hard muscled, just the way a man should be. She felt her desire reaching the boiling point.
He turned to face her, and her eyes darted helplessly to his cock. It looked huge, about eight-inches long, and as thick as her wrist. It bulged with thick blue veins, and it was leaking big glistening globs of cream. Below hung his big coarse-haired balls. Monica stared and stared, unable to stop. Finally Mark chuckled and slid back onto the bed.
"My turn to stare at you," he leered.
Monica blushed hotly as he reached for her nightie and drew it off over her head. A few dates had gotten far enough with her to fondle her tits, but nobody had ever seen her naked before now. Mark ogled her luscious big tits but didn't stop to play with them. He reached for the waistband of her bikini panties and started easing the little garment down over her hips and ass.
Monica's blush deepened. She loved Mark, she was wild about him, but she'd never given herself completely to a man before. She went on blushing as he removed her panties and left her naked. His eyes devoured the neat little dark triangle of her bush. Then he reached out and cupped her tits. They slightly overflowed his big hands. He began to mold and squeeze expertly, and Monica gave a little gurgle and relaxed.
"Mmmmmm, yesssss," she breathed.
She knew she was in good hands. Mark wasn't going to hurt her, and if anybody could make her first fuck a great experience, it was him. Of course Mark had had plenty of experience with the ladies. He was probably the best catch in town, and he'd always been able to have any girl he wanted. His past didn't make Monica jealous, though. She was just delighted that her new husband was such a good lover.
He caressed her heavy hot tits till they were taut with lusty engorgement. Then he leaned down, stuck out his tongue, and began lashing her large conical nipples. That hot wet meat felt so good on her ultrasensitive nipples. She moaned and creamed, and her nipples responded fast to his tonguing, swelling into long erect buds. Mark knew just how to get to her, all right. His new bride might be nervous, but she was also horny out of her mind!
"Mmmmm, honey, you're getting me so hot," she moaned.
"That's the whole idea," Mark grinned. "I'm just gonna take my time and make sure we're ready. I want this to be a night you'll never forget."
"I know it will be, darling," Monica said adoringly.
His lips enveloped her left nipple and sucked it into, the steam heat of his mouth. Monica groaned in ecstasy. He sucked one throbbing nipple, then the other, leaving them rigid and gleaming with his hot spit. True to his word, he just took his time, getting her more insanely aroused by the second. Her cunt cream spurted out uncontrollably, soaking her inner thighs.
She was beginning to think she could come just from having her tits sucked. Monica was no stranger to orgasms. She might have kept her virginity for twenty-one years, but there'd been times when she'd been unable to control her pent-up needs and she'd just had to masturbate. But no man had ever made her climax before. Mark was the first to even come close – and he was getting very close indeed. The pleasure from his sucking lips seemed to streak right down to her helplessly creaming pussy.
"Unnnhhhhh, honey, I can't take much more," she moaned, "I'm going crazy."
"I'll do something to help you out," Mark promised.
He started kissing and tonguing his way down her sleek tall body, over her ribs and flat belly, into the soft fur of her cunt. He pressed his mouth to her lust-engorged mound, and she ground her thighs together and almost came. She couldn't ever remember feeling this horny, this frantic to come. Mark eased her thighs open and crawled between them.
She felt his hot moist breath on her pussy and she gurgled in anticipation. She'd read a lot about sex and love-making, and she'd learned that oral sex was very popular, but she'd never allowed a man to go that far with her. She really didn't trust herself. Now she could relax and do whatever she wanted. She was a married woman, and she and her husband could do every wild and kinky thing in the book.
Mark moved her legs even wider apart, then lifted them and draped them over his broad shoulders. Her glistening pink cunt was completely open to him. It was another first for Monica, the first time anyone had seen her pussy. But she wasn't blushing. Her lust had overpowered her shyness. She watched Mark jam his flushed face against her gash, and then she felt incredible pleasure as his stiff tongue contacted with swollen flesh.
"Unnhhhh, Mark, I love it," she groaned.
His tongue was all over, stimulating every inch of her cunt, exploring every curve and fold. Everywhere he tongued her it felt great, far beyond what she could do for herself with her fingers. His whipping tongue was hot, wet and slick, and he used it expertly. Monica began to cream steadily and uncontrollably, soaking his face with the thick pearly liquid.
"Ohhhhh, God, ohhhhh," she panted.
She'd just never felt a pleasure to equal this. Mark's big wet tongue swirled and lashed all over her swollen pussy, giving her hot stabs of pleasure, lapping up her tangy cream. She clawed the bed in her frenzy of sensation, and she greedily thrust her hot pussy against his face, seeking even more delicious friction. Mark lathered her whole gash with his hot spit before concentrating on one small spot, the most sensitive spot of all. She sobbed in ecstasy as his stiff tongue tip began to circle her clit.
"Ohhhh, baby, yes," she moaned, "keep doing that, I'll come for sure."
He knew just the right pressure to use, just the right speed. His tongue seemed to buzz and throb against her highly sensitive clit as he rimmed it. Monica's pretty features twisted into a grimace of lust, and she closed her eyes tightly, overcome with ecstasy. She felt the pleasure building in her pussy till it neared the point of explosion.
"Unnnhhhh, God, I have to come," she sobbed.
Mark took pity on her. He caught her wildly throbbing clit between his lips and sucked her off. It was expertly done, and it only took seconds. Monica was stunned at how fast he could do it to her. A few hot, firm sucks and she was in orbit. A huge orgasm burst from her clit and flamed out to engulf her whole body, making her convulse and writhe.
"Ahhhhhh, honey, you did it, I'm coming!" she wailed.
She was writhing so hard, he had to let her go. He lowered her legs from his shoulders and let her roll around on the big bed as the powerful orgasmic spasms shook her body. Monica had never come so hard in her life. It was almost a full minute before her spasms ended, and she lay there gasping for breath. This sure beat anything she could do for herself by masturbating.
She glanced over at Mark and saw him kneeling there, watching her. His prick was so stiff, it hugged his belly, and it was leaking a thick river of cream. He'd hardly even allowed her to touch it before, but now she was determined to do some exploring. She rolled to her hands and knees and crawled over to him, her eyes locked hotly on his drooling blue-veined prick.
"And just what do you have in mind, young lady?" he grinned.
"You'll find out," she growled.
She crouched right in front of him, stuck out her tongue, and began licking his cock. It was the first time she'd ever gone down on a guy, but it came to her naturally. Everything about Mark turned her on, so naturally she wanted to lick and taste his cock. She started gobbling up his salty juices and discovered that she really got off on the taste.
"Mmmmm, mmmmmm," she murmured.
Mark gave a lusty shiver, and she could hear his harsh excited breathing as she ran her hot wet tongue all over his prick. She cleaned the cream from his swollen purple cock head, then began licking her way down the thick steel-stiff shaft, coating it with her hot spit. When she reached the base of his cock, she didn't stop. She just licked her way right on down to his balls, lathering the engorged bags, whipping with her busy little tongue. Mark groaned, and more thick cream welled up in his piss hole.
"Baby, I'm about to come," he growled. "You better go easy with that stuff."
"Just one more taste," Monica gurgled.
She whipped her wet tongue back up the granite column of his cock and scooped the salty cream out of his piss hole. She rolled the hot liquid around on her tongue, savoring the taste, then gulped it greedily. She felt like she could never get enough of that special flavor, and she found herself drooling all over the head of his cock.
She could have gone on for a long time lapping up his juice and eating it, but Mark's arousal had reached fever pitch and he was dangerously close to coming. He gently but firmly rolled her onto her back, spread her legs, and crawled between them. Monica looked up at his enormous rock-hard prick and gulped. The big moment had come. Her long preserved virginity was about to go.
"Easy," Mark whispered, "I'll be as gentle as I can."
Monica nodded, but she couldn't speak. She couldn't even move. Mark was letting himself down on her, his hard hairy body pinning, her to the bed. The enormous head of his prick found its way to the untried opening of her cunt, spreading her pussy lips wide. It felt like somebody was forcing, a cannonball up her cunt. Mark grunted lustily and continued to ease his throbbing cock into her.
Monica just resigned herself to being split in half, and she gritted her teeth and tried to be brave. She didn't want to ruin their first fuck by being a cry-baby. But the strange thing was, as Mark glided his wrist-thick boner into her, it started to feel good. Her cunt was tiny, but it seemed to expand like elastic, and it was slick with cream. She felt him pushing deeper and deeper, and her excitement mounted.
"There, baby, you got it all," he rasped.
She could feel his engorged prick throbbing against every inch of her cunt, butting up against her womb. She was totally crammed with it. He waited a moment, letting her get used to the sensation, then began to fuck her in slow, gentle strokes. She began to relax. It really did feel sexy and exciting to have a man's stiff cock stroking in her cunt. She started creaming again, and Mark gave a lusty shiver as he felt the molten liquid soaking his cock meat.
"Yeah, baby, get wet for me," he panted. "This is gonna be real good for both of us."
Monica could see that already. His stiff prick shaft was rubbing up and down over her clit, giving her hot little stabs of pleasure, and soon the pleasure was continuous. The more she relaxed, the better it felt. She let her instincts take over, and she started fucking back at him, moving her hips to his rhythm. That felt even better. Gurgling with pleasure and clawing his shoulders, she started to get very turned on.
"I get the idea you like this," Mark chuckled.
"Mmmmmm, do I ever," she moaned.
He began to fuck her faster, harder, and she responded with squeals and gurgles of pleasure. She began to wonder how she'd lasted to age twenty-one without fucking. It really was the most fun thing in the world. And the faster he did it to her, the better she liked it. She loved it when his big throbbing cock reamed her cunt and crammed it full.
"Ohhhhh, Mark, honey, I really love this," she moaned, "don't stop."
"Baby," he panted, "no way am I gonna stop."
He was fucking her very fast now, their bodies slapping loudly together, but she wasn't afraid. Not any more. Each deep thrust of his steel-hard cock gave her a blast of pleasure that made her moan and cream and almost come. Her horny hips worked to his rhythm, and she kept her legs wide open, taking his cock as deep as she could get it. She arched her body, greedily rubbing her clit against his sawing shaft.
"Unnnhhhhh, Mark, I'm gonna come," she whimpered.
"You and me both, baby," he groaned. "Let's do it now."
She didn't know how he managed it, but he got them both off at exactly the same moment. He cupped her ass and pulled her tight against him and fucked her till her teeth rattled. Pleasure shot from her clit like hot sparks. Then suddenly she was coming, and at that instant she felt her cunt filling with jizz for the very first time.
"Ahhhhhh, God, I'm coming, whaaahhh!" she wailed.
"Unnnnhhhh, fuck, shit, unnnggghhhh!" Mark groaned.
Her first fuck had been everything she'd dreamed of, and Monica went to sleep that night as a very satisfied newlywed. But she and Mark were rudely awakened a few hours later by the phone. Mark grabbed it, listened, grunted a reply, and then hung up with a big sigh.
"Damnit," he said, "I'd hoped this wouldn't happen, but there's an emergency in one of our offices back East, and I've gotta go straighten things out. I'll probably be gone a week."
"Oh, Mark, no," Monica cried. "Honey, can't I at least go with you?"
"There'd be nothing for you to do, baby," Mark said, "but I'll be back as fast as I can."
He was already out the door before Monica realized that at least she could go to the airport with him. She treasured every second she could get with Mark, and she didn't know how she was going to stand being without him for a week. She hurriedly dressed, raced downstairs, and caught a cab. They might have a few minutes together before his plane left.
On the way to the airport she found herself helplessly replaying their wild night together. Their love-making hadn't stopped with that first fuck. They'd gone on for hours, unable to keep their hands off each other. Monica was getting horny all over again just thinking about it. She wondered how in the world she was going to get through a whole week without sex.
At the airport she hurried for Mark's departure lounge, but as she arrived the passengers were already boarding the plane. She saw Mark in line and was about to call out to him, when she saw that he wasn't alone. He was standing beside a knock-out blond, whom Monica recognized as his secretary, Roberta. Mark and Roberta were holding hands.
Stunned, Monica slipped back out of sight and leaned against the wall. Obviously Mark hadn't told her everything about this trip back East. He'd neglected to mention that he was having an affair with his secretary and was taking her along for some fun and games.
"Mark Harrison," Monica muttered, "I'll get even with you for this – believe me, I will!"