She sprawled across her husband, her tits gouging into his eyes, his nose, his cheeks, his mouth.
Hungrily, Harrison ate more titty. And now, her tits weren't the only things to feel wonderful. His cock was feeling very wonderful – it felt as full as the tit he was eating. His cock was just as erect as the nipple that he was gagging on. His prick felt just as warm as the tit he was chewing.
It was remarkable – her tits were like cocks, and his cock was like a tit.
The only thing that felt different was that his cock was dribbling lots of juicy pre-cum while her tits didn't have the ability to do that yet.
Now that the pre-cum was making pasty-like stains all over Marina's beautiful nightgown, and Harrison was reminded that there were other ecstasies to be enjoyed, other pleasure pastures to be plowed.
"Oooooh, please don't stop, Harrison! My breasts feel soooo gooood!"
Harrison had to stop because Marina, in her writhing and wriggling, was moving her thigh hot and oh so hard over his cock. And there was a lot of friction and warm-feeling flesh that his cock felt as he jabbed here and there and everywhere.
Marina felt those cock-jabs – like that one that hit her at mid-thigh, and that one that smashed the mole near her hairy cunt-mound, and that one that scored a direct hit on her cunt!
"Aaaaaiiieeee!"
Her scream rattled Harrison's brain. It had to, because Marina was so close to his head when she had belched forth.
But Harrison didn't give a shit, didn't give a damn that his left ear had suddenly gone deaf, didn't give a rat's ass fuck for any kind of moans or groans from his dear wife because his prick had become the plow that was putting a furrow into a very pleasurable pasture.
"Aaaaiiiieee! Please! Wait! Be gentle, Harrison!Oh God! It feels so big! I didn't know they were. That big! Please stop!"
Harrison couldn't stop.
He hunched his hips upwards, his cock stabbing very deep into the heart of her pussy. And he was sweating like crazy because he had never felt anything so hot and wet and meaty gripping his cock.
"Harrison! You're too big!I'm too tight!Please stop!"
How do you stop a runaway locomotive? How do you stop King Kong from wanting to fuck the shit out of Alice Wray? How do you stop a boy/man from enjoying his first fuck when his first fuck was a tight-cunted virgin with a pussy as pleasurable as Marina's cunt?
No, Harrison couldn't stop – he was Superman, King Kong in heat, and a boy/man with an urge to rip that pussy in half.
Marina tried to crawl upwards, tried to get away from that cock that felt as if it were ripping her up the middle. But that movement caused one of her titties to be thrust into Harrison's hungry mouth.
And Harrison couldn't believe the fact that he had a virgin tit in his mouth while be was fucking the shit out of a now-de-virginized pussy.
No, Marina couldn't get away now. Not unless she wanted to leave an inch-long nipple in her husband's chewing mouth.
Not unless the wanted to have permanent palm prints on her asscheeks where her husband was gripping and kneading her buttocks.
No, she had nowhere to go except in the direction that her husband was directing her to go.
Which was up and down. Up nine inches, then down nine inches. Over and over again.
Now it was Harrison's turn to scream.
"Ooooo! God! Marina. I love you! I love you! Aaaahhhhh!"
Marina cringed as every word of love was punctuated by a thrust of his hips that sent his nine-inch love muscle deep into her ever-loving pussy.
Marina wanted to say thank you, wanted to express to Harrison that she loved him too, but she couldn't because the pain in her pussy was just too tremendous, too agonizing.
So she said: "Aaaiiieeeee!"
Suddenly, Marina held very still – God! Something was happening.
Marina had to hold still because Harrison had such a tight grip on her hips. And he was holding her at a height of nine inches over his sweating crotch. And he was making deep upthrusting stabs into her stationary pussy.
And Marina couldn't believe what she felt between her legs. It was like sitting on a totem pole. Like inserting a Tampax made for a mare. Like eating an enormous Zucchini with the wrong end of her body.
In other words, Harrison's cock was getting bigger and bigger as it bulged heavier and header with blood and the product of his balls. His jizz was getting ready to make its entrance. To make its plunging debut deep into the pit of Marina's cunt.
Marina couldn't move, couldn't get away from the handholds that Harrison had maintained on her hips. But then, she really didn't want to move now. Didn't want to get away from that prick that felt more like a totem pole in her cunt instead of something human.
Because something was happening to her pussy, just as something was happening to his cock!
Her cunt was rippling with tingly sensations.
"Oooooh, Harrison! That feels so gooood! Hold me tighter, honey! Ooooh, that's it – stab harder! Oooooh, please!"
And the tingly sensations were becoming more like ripples of ecstatic delight. And her cunt felt very juicy and very wet.
Her cunt had never felt that juicy and that wet before, unless she was having a very heavy period and she would use up a whole box of Tampaxes. But this didn't feel like any menstrual flow because something bigger than a Tampax was stopping up the flow.
Harrison couldn't believe the delicious sensations that were coursing around and around on his cock. The ripply walls of her cunt seemed to flutter around his prick. It felt even tighter than the times he would try on one or the used rubbers he found in his father's bedside wastebasket.
God, her cunt was so tight and delicious!
"Aaaiiieeee!" Marina screamed. But this scream was not one induced by pain. This scream was induced by a Zucchini-like cock that was ready to spew the seeds of life in her cunt.
And, boy, did she want those seeds of life spewed! Suddenly Marina knew what it was to be a woman, to be a fucked woman who wanted plenty of Zucchini-like cocks loaded with plenty of spewing seed. Consummation was just utter delight, ultimately beautiful, supremely delicious!
And now Harrison had a hard time holding her in place. Marina was moving of her own accord. Where he was trying to punch a bigger hole into her cunt, she was shoving back against him, making her hole bigger.
Now their hips were slamming together, creating very obscene and lewd noises.
Slush. Squish. Slush. Squish.
And their mouths were making very obscene sounds now.
"Oooooh God, Marina! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck, you beautiful bride! Oh God! I'm almost there!"
"Aaaaiiiieeee! Harrison! I love you! Ilove what you're doing to me! I love that feeling! Whatta feeling! It's bigger than a cucumber – bigger than anything I Imagined! Oh, lovely!"
Then Harrison started coming to the end. And Marina began coming to the end. Then the ends of their bodies started coming together as they both started coming together.
And their up and coming juices were making more obscene noises.
Squish! Slush! Squish! Slush! "aaaarrrggghhh! I'm coming! God, fuck me! I'm coming!"
"Meeee, toooo! Aaarrrggghhh!"
After seventeen spurts of semen, and thirteen riotous climaxing cunt convulsions, their organs were overcome with passion, becoming depleted for him and lax for her.
CHAPTER FIVE
Marina smiled dreamily as she remembered that first fuck that first night she was married, when they loved to fuck and fucked to love. It was at a time when loving and fucking were synonymous.
But then, after ten years of marriage, with Harrison becoming more like an animal after hours – God, sometimes it was ridiculous to see him leave home with his Lion's cape on Monday, and his Moose earmuffs on Tuesdays, and his Elk shirt on Wednesday, and his Beaver hats on Thursday – Marina needed lots of love and affection, more than her beastly husband could give her.