"You damn fool, I love you! I'm not going to hurt you. This is us. I don't care if you are virgin, non-virgin, pregnant, a nymphomaniac, if you secretly want to be a nun or whatever. You're going to be mine and you're going to enjoy it!"
Kay was terrified. Davey had never acted this way before.
"You're going to see a lot of this cock; examine it very closely."
Davey let the craving which was hardening his cock control his whole body. He took his hands out of her hair and guided Kay to her feet. When she was standing up he slowly took the remaining pins out of her hair; they had been left behind when he tore the veil from her head. Her wedding bouquet was lying on the floor, she'd never gotten to throw it to Lucy as they'd planned. Staring at her impassioned husband's cock rising, she didn't even remember the flowers.
Davey saw full succulent breasts, her aureoles beginning to stand out. A strand of her shiny hair hung down one breast. Her tummy was flat and soft and her hips spread out in inviting curves. The hair on her pudenda was just a shade darker than her long silken tresses but looked just as soft. Her legs were streamlined ending in dainty feet. Involuntarily, his cock jerked.
Kay obediently stared right into his crotch, then raised her eyes to his face. His jaw was grinding. His arms went around her, and he had her up off her feet in a flash. He carried her to the bed. Kay lay on her back watching his cock bouncing but she couldn't see any details; it was just a blur.
Davey had one foot up on the bed and suddenly he was standing on the bed above her, looking down at her naked body. When his swaying cock came to a halt she was able to realize its true proportions. The red monster was impressively long and its whole length was fat. Its swelling head was much larger than its shaft and was heart shaped. It stood out from his muscular body just like an artist would draw a phallic symbol. His heart skipped a beat.
Davey wiggled his feet to keep his balance on the bed. His cock was radiating heat, it was so excited.
Kay lay looking up at him. Her tongue was sliding out of her lips. Davey understood why she had practiced; she loved him. She was a full-blooded woman who deserved to be satisfied and she expected her husband to be satisfied, too. He laughed silently to himself to realize he had been so concerned with his own fears and trepidations he had not considered her anxieties.
Kay tossed her head to remove a strand of hair from her face. That movement broke the last bit of restraint Davey had left. He jumped onto his knees and straddled her torso. His cock was resting between her ballooning breasts. He leaned down and smeared his face over hers. The heat from their bodies led each of them from one position to another. He squeezed her lips between his. He gently slid his hands down her sides and squeezed her shoulders. He licked her cheeks and kissed her eyes.
Kay slapped her hands on his hips and ran her tongue around in a circle on his neck. She held her mouth open until he would put something, anything, into it. He put his chin in it. She sucked on his chin and then her wet lips crawled into his mouth and she counted his teeth with her tongue.
Davey grabbed handfuls of her hair and rubbed it all over his body. This put his cock over her face and she kissed it violently. It was glistening at the tip and whatever the liquid was, she wanted it in her. She strained her neck to get out from between his thighs long enough to close her lips over the end of is cock and suck it in. She didn't want to know what the pre-seminal fluid was, it was his and that was all she cared about.
Her fingertips sailed over the surface of his balls as she sipped the nectar from his cock. They were tight little knots in a tight shriveled pocket of skin. It felt good to skim her fingertips over the furrows of his scrotum.
She stuck her tongue out and flicked at his pendulous sack. Davey let out a low moan, his hands found her shoulders, and he forced her into the bed. He was strong, she knew that, but she didn't realize how much stronger his passion made him. Davey rode his hips back and forth, dragging his balls over her mouth. She tried to suck on them to draw them into her mouth, but he made bigger movements and his orbs went up her cheek, over her eyes, across her face and back again. They came to rest on her mouth once more.
When he stood up he looked so tall she couldn't see above his waist. From between his legs his long cock with its shapely head could be seen. She gazed at it past the arch of his ass which was toward her. He'd turned his back on her so she couldn't see how much her tender ball-kissing had effected him. He was practically in tears with happiness.
Davey's hands slid down her stomach and into the hairs on her triangle. His fingers tried to move between her coral flanges. He could hold back no longer.
He dropped to his knees and buried his face in her cunt. He had never had his face in a pussy as sweet. He wanted to learn just as she had learned, he wanted to explore every inch of her – instantly.
Davey's tongue worked feverishly to explore every part of her cunt. It was warm and moist. It was softer than he had expected. He turned down his intenseness because he felt if he pressed too hard it would hurt her. He didn't want to do that.
Davey was surprised by a new sensation. He was kneeling over her body in the classic sixty-nine position. His ass was being caressed so he thought she was running her fingers around his buttocks. After a moment he realized she wasn't, she was putting her lips on his asshole. Kay was kissing his asshole. The realization made him twitch.
"Ahhhh!"
The shock had caused his sphincter to flex and his ass made the same movement her lips did. Kay was lost in the feeling and clasped her lips even harder against the tiny puckered opening. She forced her face into his ass. He was ecstatic. He lapped and ate and sucked and shoved his tongue into her cunt. He fished for her clit with all his energy.
When Kay withdrew her face to breathe, he spun off her body, turned himself around on the bed, lay flat on top of her and smothered her face in wet kisses. He ran his tongue throughout her mouth and clasped his arms around her delicate body, rolled backward and forward on the bed, entangling their legs in abandoned frenzy.
Their kisses were a confused give and take. Their bodies seemed to melt into one unit.
Davey felt the hardness of her nipples against his flesh. He slid down her body so his mouth could suck on her tempting flesh. He ran his tongue around her aureole, sucked it into his mouth and gummed it gently. Her sighs and moanings were a symphony of pleasure.
He moved his leg back and forth to rub his cock against her leg. It felt good rolling against her flesh. After he'd buried his face between her pink breasts and had blown air against her chest he examined it thoroughly with the tip of his tongue. Her tightening abdominal muscles drew him farther down to her cunt and he ran through thousands of silky hairs with his hungry tongue.
Davey nipped every now and then with his lips, then he concentrated on putting his mouth against her cunt, trying to match its shape with his lips and fucking it with them. When he had his lips in as deeply as they would go, he stuck his tongue out. He hit it!
There at the top of her cunt was that little hard knob. Lovingly, he rubbed his upper lip against it, holding her tightly to his face by placing his large strong hands on her, soft hips. He forced his face into her pussy, moved in and out with his lips, lapping on her inner flesh with his tongue. Each thrust was rubbing her clit a little harder. It was sturdy to bend and snap back. He got a rhythm going with his action and kept it up.
"Oh, Davey, oh darling, darling!"
Kay's eyes had popped open when he first made contact with her clitoris. It was sobering to her, but only for half a second. She'd never known this feeling. It was something new she'd never learned. She was proud and glad Davey knew more than she did.
Unconsciously, she began gyrating her hips and opening her legs farther to accommodate his strong jaw and forceful lips. What he was rubbing against her was beyond her guessing. She didn't have time to think about it, it was so good! Davey was pulling on her clit, stretching it.