“God, Verna…!”
“It’s okay, honey! Enjoy me, enjoy what I have to give!”
“But… but what if somebody comes along and sees us?”
“Nobody will,” she moaned, not caring at that moment if they were spotted. “We’re all by ourselves way up in the hills. Just let yourself go, honey, and tell me you love me. Love me and want me…”
“I… I…” His voice choked in his swollen throat. He stared at his bride transfixed, his cock pulsing maddeningly in his opened bermudas from her lewd and wanton fondlings, her lurid arguments battling with his own well-taught concepts of morality. It was wrong, it had to be! Or was it…? So much had happened in so short a time… “No, I… no…! Ohhhhhhh, shit, yes! Yes, yes, yes!”
Carl couldn’t help himself any longer! His admission tore from his chest in a strangled cry he barely recognized as his own, and then she was pressing her warm moist lips down hard against his mouth. Verna’s fingers were moving faster and faster on his turgid penis as their tongues curled around together burning and flicking back and forth in the rhythmic attitude of copulation. And then she drew hers out and whispered wetly in his ear: “Make me naked, Carl! Rip my clothes off! Carl, rip them off as if I were a slut! As if I were your own, personal whore!”
His hand bunched over the thin fabric of her sweater, then savagely he tore it up and over her head. There was a whispering, whooshing sound as it came loose from her arms, and, her taut hard-nippled breasts were suddenly nodding free in the cool mountain air of the summer day. He gropingly closed over her miniskirt next, clutching it desperately as he fumbled with the zipper, and when he yanked it down over her undulating buttocks and hips, he curled his fingers so as to grab her panties as well. She helped him remove the skirt and panties by twisting her hips and squeezing her thighs together, and viciously he drew them down over her straining legs, wet now from the flowing secretions of her secret vagina.
And then she was entirely naked and splayed upon the blanket, and his hands were on her breasts, kneading and manipulating her pebble-like nipples until she mewled with pleasure deep in her throat. Then one hand was moving down, down over her rippling belly, through the soft dark curls of her pubic hair, finally sliding into the moist, trembling slit of her expectant vagina. She whimpered in unrestrained excitement as he massaged the tiny pulsing bud of her clitoris between his thumb and forefinger. Her naked loins began to grind down into the blanket in wild uncontrolled counterpoint to his lewd fingering movements between her widespread legs. Her head flailed from side to side, the sensations so intense within her that fresh new moans of passion and arousal erupted from her throat one after another.
Verna continued to enfold her husband’s granite-hard cock, drawing the shaft back and forth, ticking the blood-swollen vein on its underside. She felt every ridge, every muscle, every vein in its immense expanse… but she wanted to know it better, to learn each and every inch of it. She was totally lost now in the building passions which she had allowed to ferment in both their bodies, and which their caressing hands were now further enhancing.
I want to suck it, she thought then as she stroked his penis. I want to suck his big hard prick before he fucks me with it. I want to feel it in my mouth. I want to know what my husband tastes like and really enjoy it…
“Let me teach you, Carl,” she sighed up at him. “Let me teach you things you never knew existed before!”
Carl ran his tongue across his lips again, finding them drier than before. He felt a tremor course through his loins. Christ, why not? He loved her, he insanely reasoned; he’d always love her, no matter what she was or did! If she could show him some things she’d learned from other men, he’d be a fool to turn it down! Christ he loved her!
“Yes,” he groaned in answer. “Yes, teach me everything, you little bitch!”
He felt his bride stir then, and suddenly she was on all fours beside him, hovering over his belly, staring down at him with love and devotion in her eyes. She brushed the tips of her naked breasts across his loins as he lay on his back on the blanket, and whispered enticingly down at him: “I want to kiss your prick, honey. I want to kiss your lovely prick and then I want to suck it! Would you like that?”
Tremors of lewd desire ran rampant through his flesh. He’d never dreamed of such degeneracy! Oh, sure, there’d been the locker-room talks his friends always indulged in, but he always considered that to be wild imagination or something you paid a whore to do if you were hard up! But his own wife! His own ever-loving wife begging to suck his cock, right out in the middle of nowhere! And she wanted to… wanted his cock, wanted his body, wanted him!
“Yes!” he crooned. “Oh Jesus, yes, baby, yes!”
Grinning licentiously, Verna began to slide his bermuda shorts and undershorts down off his thighs and legs, until his blood-raging penis burst out and into the warm palm of her hand. When his clothes were entirely off and he was naked from his T-shirt down, she held his hardened cock claspingly for a moment, making little animal sounds of abandoned joy deep in her chest. She cupped his testicles in her other hand, rubbing them gently back and forth, squeezing them very softly, making the cum build hot and explosive in his scrotum. Carl felt the exquisite thrill of her ministrations searing through his body, and suddenly he didn’t care any more—he didn’t care where she’d learned to suck cock or how many other men she’d done it to; he didn’t care if they were watched or not, or if CBS was filming it for their evening news broadcast! The only thing that mattered was that Verna, luscious, desirable Verna, was playing with his cock and balls and wanted to suck him off…!
Verna poised herself above the rigid shaft of her new husband’s penis. Her eyes were wide open and she stared down at the thin sheen of lubricating fluid which dribbled from the small opening in his glans and flowed down along the crown to shine moistly in the brilliant light of the afternoon sun. She kept staring at it as if hypnotized by that unseeing eye, and like a charmed cobra, it seemed to sway before her face and urge her mutely to come closer, draw nearer. She obeyed. Her lips were only a scant inch from the purplish, blunt cock-head… half an inch… and then her tongue came out with an agonizing slowness and touched the rubbery flesh. She began to swirl her tongue around the opening, lapping up all the delicious liquids, her brain surging from the electric sensation of his penis and the salty, ambrosial tang of his seminal emission. It was good, good, good! She ovalled her lips wider and took the huge bulbous head inside her butter-soft mouth, swirling her tongue faster and faster now over his quivering erection, causing Carl to cry out in pure delight.
“Ohhhh, Jesus, Verna! Ohhhhh, I never knew…!” With a spontaneity born of inexperience, he wrapped his hands in her hair and pushed her face down on him, making her take more of his lust-rigid rod of flesh into her gently nibbling mouth.
She massaged the soft resilient skin of his testicles with one hand, while the thumb and forefinger of her other hand were stroking the thick base of his cock at the same time. She was sucking rhythmically up and down, twirling the softness of her tongue maddeningly around it at the apex of the withdrawal, the tip flicking across the tiny split in the glans. Carl flexed his buttocks on the blanket, moaning, looking down at the cascade of her darkly falling hair as her head bobbed up and down above his naked loins. He imagined her pink fleshy lips being pulled out grotesquely, clinging to his hardened cock as she sucked voraciously, his feverish mind churning with the lewdness of her act. He could feel her naked breasts dancing warmly against his belly, and he knew that he was going to cum before very much longer. He could feel the surging, boiling activity in his scrotum, and the impending eruption of his churning sperm which his bride was threatening to milk right out of him. God, she was… she was incredible! He had never believed it could be like this!