Chuck knew Tru had married three weeks ago and had had a cock put in her, still, she was so deliciously tight that for all intents and purposes, she was a virgin. He felt his cock bottom out in her boiling fuck-furnace, then allowed it to soak and cuddle as her inner pussy muscles tightened and relaxed, tightened and relaxed up and down the entire length of his sparkling prick.
He rose on his hands and locked his elbows so that he was looking down on the lovely Tru. He still couldn't believe his good fortune. She was such an out-of-this-world, beautiful woman. Her gorgeous face was now swaying to and fro on the pillow with a sweet, surrenderous, sensual contentment panting from her reddened, glistening full lips. Her voluptuous breasts, even though she was lying on her back, puffed upward in semisolid milky cones.
Chuck looked down between their bodies to where their dampened pubic hairs meshed, then still watching, slowly withdrew his now pussy-wet cock from her cunt. He could hear her moan in carnal enjoyment and could see her pinkish, wet cunt lips almost turn themselves inside out in their effort to squeeze and hold in his retreating cock. Oh shit, but it was good!
Her fiery cave felt like satin-soft, creamy hands that were reluctantly letting his prick slip away. He withdrew to his cock head, then pushed it back in, slowly, lusciously, deliciously until their pelvises met again. Oh God! The unparalleled goodness of Tru's virginal, tight cunt trembled his arms and quivered his leg muscles. She was such a wonderful fuck. For greater joy and goodness, he lowered his lips to her erect, vibrant tit-node and sucked it into his mouth. At the same time, he increased and steadied his fuck-stroke from cock head to pubic hairs, cock head to pubic hairs. In and out, in and out of the fervent, hot, slippery, satiny, fuck-cavern.
This was what Trudy had craved. This ungodly, building, sensuous, exciting feeling of exquisite madness as Chuck's iron-hard, scorching prick sawed up and down, in and out of her volcanic, anticipating canal. Each monstrous stroke of his scintillating stabber sparked erogenous, delightful shimmers up and down her spine and caused moans and groans of passionate enjoyment to escape from her lips.
She was engulfed in an enchanting, carnal-fuck heaven the-likes of which she had never known. When Chuck's sizzling lips encircled her breast nipple, the combined tumultuous ecstasy in her love-box and the ravenous lasciviousness of her breast blew open her womb in an unexpected, but. fantastic erotic orgasm. "Ooohhhhgaaawwwddddl"
She tried to lift her breast for more of the lustful nibbling and pressed upward for more of his salacious, thrusting, provocative pole.
The tremendous orgasm dissolved into voluptuous, enchanting, sensuous fog as Chuck's glorious cannon continued its steady in and out, up and down, slow majestic pace. Oh God! How had she ever lived without this! As his elegant, lascivious prick continued. to pump and cascade unbelievable ecstatic goodness throughout her whole being, Trudy vowed to fuck him forever, any place, anytime. "Oh Chuck," she moaned, "don't stop. Don't ever stop! Fuck me forever!"
Chuck was more than perplexed, he was downright disgusted with himself. He had stopped himself from having two orgasms, which, normally would allow him to screw for hours, yet, here he was barely on Tru five minutes and his balls were beginning to rumble again. Oh Christ!
Of course, maybe it didn't matter. He had brought her to climax once already. That should be sufficient for any female. Yet, here she was, begging him to fuck her forever. He felt the irresistible, sensuous glow grow in his balls. The entire shaft of his reddened, amplified cock was shimmering and luminous with delicious, carnal ecstasy. He was going to cum again. Oh damn the sensual beautiful Tru. He had never had such a wonderful fuck. He felt the ungodly rapture build and ripen in his cock, felt it thicken and swell for explosion. He was going to cum and he couldn't stop it this time if he wanted to. He knew Tru was on the verge of another orgasm. He could tell by her insistent tremblings, her moans, the increased movement of her head as it waved back and forth across the pillow. He was going to cum and so be it! He reached down, around and under Tru's fervent pumping ass, felt for, then popped his thumb into her tight, squeezing, charring ass-hole.
"OH GOD!" she yelled. Then Chuck reared up on his toes and began the long, violent, pumping fuck-strokes of an imminent orgasm.
Trudy's erogenous, enchanting fuck-fog was shattered into a raging, ravenous lustful maelstrom of sensuous insanity with the entrance of Chuck's thumb into her virgin ass-hole. Her entire fuck-tube convulsed around Chuck's pile-driving, burning prick as the gratifying, erogenous rapture exploded her mind, her body, her soul. Nothing, nowhere, no how had ever given her such mind-boggling pleasure.
"FFUUUCCKKKKK!" Chuck yelled and at the same time, Trudy felt the unholy, rapturous insanity of boiling cum-jism splash deep in her glutinous crater. The monstrous, intense, unprecedented, ecstatic rapture turned her brain into an enveloping fuck-heaven; it shook and quivered her body and caused her cunt to literally drown his cock in cum-ecstasy.
It was her first real orgasm, and she couldn't stand it. She opened her mouth to scream out the unholy bliss she was experiencing, but the light faded into a velvet sensuous darkness and a luxurious, satisfied feeling of complete contentment lulled her into unconsciousness.
Sanity came back to Trudy in a contented, fulfilled opulence of tranquility. She opened her eyes and looked about her mother's bedroom and wasn't quite sure where she was. The bathroom door opened and a naked, grinning Chuck walked over to her, bringing it all back. Mother of God! What had she done?
"Ready for another?" Chuck grinned, his boyish face expectant as he reached down and lifted his reddened, semi-hard, thick long cock. "He's ready when you are!"
Trudy glanced down at her nakedness and quickly covered herself with the bed sheet. She hated herself. She couldn't look at Chuck. "Go away!" She turned her head toward the opposite wall.
"What?" There was obvious astonishment in his voice. "Go away? Why? What's the matter? You came! Twice at least. What's wrong?"
"GO AWAY!" Trudy wailed and buried her head under the pillow. Oh dear God! What had she done? What had got into her to do such a thing? She would never be able to face Hank again. Oh God! She kept her head buried until Chuck dressed and left.
Chapter 3
"There, there." It was her mother's soothing voice. Trudy felt Grace's weight on the bed and the removal of the pillow from her face. "That's enough now. You're just being silly. Didn't you enjoy it?"
Trudy avoided her mother's eyes but nodded her head. She was so ashamed at what she had done, she could die. Still, God forgive her, she had loved it. She nodded. "And don't you feel better now? More relaxed? Able to cope with your problem?"
Trudy chased her guilt and concentrated on her true feeling of the moment. She was relaxed! Her entire body seemed encased in a velvet soothing fulfillment. The jumpiness was gone and she no longer felt bitter or snappish.
"Well, don't you?" Grace insisted.
"Yes." Trudy shy-smiled up at her mother.
"But!"
The voice in the back of her head was again accusing, damning her. "Slut!" it screamed. "Whore! Tramp! You broke your vows, you're dirty, an untouchable."
"I shouldn't have; how can I ever face Hank again?"
"Feel guilty, right?" Her mother smiled. Trudy nodded. "Worse than that. I feel…"