****** Transvestite Honeymoon by Randy Lavery ******
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Transvestite Honeymoon


David and Marie were looking forward to their wedding and coming honeymoon
trip. There's was going to be a traditional ceremony, but with a few
differences. The white bridal gown and veil were going to be worn by David.

The two had first met when David had made a purchase in a lingerie shop. Marie
had been the clerk who waited on him. She had heard from some of the other
clerks about transvestites who would come in and buy frilly undergarments to
wear, but had never met one until David had come in that day. As part of her
offer to assist, she had asked what size his wife or girlfriend wore. As he had
begun to stammer and blush a bit, she realized that the items were probably for
him.

"Oh, I see," she had said with a smile. "You're shopping for yourself."

He had blushed even more deeply for a moment before he managing to whisper,
"Yes."

Looking around to see if anyone else was near and seeing that they were pretty
much alone, she whispered back, "Is this your first time to do this?"

He had nodded, so she continued. "It's the first time for me, too. Having a guy
who's buying lingerie for himself, I mean. Would you like some assistance?"

She had found herself hoping that he would accept her offer. At first he had
seemed hesitant, but at last he had agreed.

They spent nearly an hour together, it being a quiet afternoon, and had
selected several nice sets of lingerie ranging from ultra-feminine and frilly
to very racy. Marie had been surprised to find as she rang up his purchase and
he prepared to leave that she was somewhat aroused by the whole experience and
didn't want it to end.

"I hope you enjoy your selections," she said, hoping to prolong his visit.
Glancing around to make sure no one could over-hear, she took a bold step.
"Listen, I've never done this before, but I've just got to ask. Would you like
to go out with me this evening after I get off work? We could get something to
eat or take in a show or something."

Poor David had looked like a deer caught in the headlights for a moment. His
eyes had darted back and forth, looking for a way out.

Quickly Marie had backed off. "That's okay. I understand. You probably have
plans for the evening," she said as she handed him his purchases. "I just
thought I'd like to get to know you a little better."

He had taken the package from her and then stood staring at the floor for a
moment. When at last he had looked up she was smiling at him and she said, "I'm
sure I'll be seeing you again, anyway."

He had turned then and started to leave but suddenly stopped and then turned
back toward her slowly. "Were you serious?" he asked. "I mean you know about
this stuff and..."

"Yeah, I do know, and it's okay. In fact, that's kind of why I feel like I want
to get to know you better."

"I suppose so, then. I mean, I'd actually like that."

"Good. Should I pick you up somewhere or would you like to pick me up here or
at my place?"

He had looked embarrassed again then. "Well, you see, I don't have a car, at
least not a working car. Mine's broke down and in the shop. I'm riding the bus
today."

"No problem. Give me your address and I'll swing by and pick you up about six."

He quickly had written down an address on a piece of paper which she handed
him. As she pocketed the paper and he started to leave again, she added, "Oh,
and be sure and wear one of your new outfits."

He was blushing as he turned back towards her, but her smile was a pleasant,
reassuring one, and so after a moments hesitation, he had smiled back at her
and said, "Okay."

By the time she saw him climb on a bus out at the curb Marie had already been
glancing impatiently at the clock, wishing for the hands to fly around the face
and bring closing time to hand.

As she had finished out the day's business, Marie had found herself repeatedly
thinking about the coming evening. She had never asked a guy out before in her
entire life. What was it about this guy that had made her respond the way she
did? It must have something to do, she had decided, with the fact that he had
been willing to admit to her that the feminine undergarments he was purchasing
were for him to wear. In a sense, she realized, he had shared an intimate
secret with her and she had responded with a feeling of closeness to him. There
was more to it than that, though. She could not quite put her finger on why,
but there was no doubt that there was also an erotic quality about the
situation. Anytime she allowed herself to think about the lingerie David had
bought and to imagine him wearing it, she had felt a warm, sticky wetness
between her legs.

After closing the shop, Marie had rushed home to shower and change clothes. As
she finished toweling off, she had glanced at her reflection in the full length
mirror on the back of the bathroom door. She dropped the towel and ran her
hands across her naked body. She cupped her small, firm breasts with their hard
and pointy nipples in her hands and once again wished for bigger boobs. After
all, she thought, I've seen guys at the beach with bigger tits than I have.
'Course, they were all fat guys, but still it didn't seem fair to her. She
twisted around to see her ass and grimaced at the sight. There was just no way
around it, she had thought, I don't have any more shape to my body than a boy.

She stopped suddenly and stared at herself as an idea formed. A smile spread
itself across her face as the concept took root and grew to full development.
She ran to the bedroom and yanked open the bottom drawer of her dresser, the
one where all of the odds and ends that she never really wore collected.
Rummaging around towards the bottom she found what she was looking for and
pulled it out triumphantly. A pair of guys boxer shorts, left over from some
high school silliness when all the girls decided they were going to wear guys
boxer shorts to school one day. She slipped her legs into the baggy underwear
and pulled it up around her waist. When she turned to look at the mirror she
was satisfied with what she saw, especially if she turned her back and looked
at the reflection over her shoulder.

"Since my date for the evening will probably be wearing girls underwear under
his clothing, I'll wear guys underwear," she announced to herself. "That'll
make us even."

Marie had quickly then selected a pair of slacks and an oxford shirt to put on,
forgoing a bra since she didn't really need one. After all, she thought, only
one bra per couple is traditional.

After putting on only the barest amount of makeup, she had stepped back and
surveyed her appearance. Not bad, she told herself. Not a butch look, but
certainly not excessively feminine. All in all a nice discrete appearance which
should attract no special attention from anyone not in the know about the
switched undergarments.

When she picked him up, Marie had offered David the key to car. After glancing
in, he had passed, explaining that he had never learned to drive a stick shift,
so she drove the two of them on their date. On the way to the restaurant she
had asked him if he was wearing some of his purchases.

"Yes, since you asked me to. I never thought I'd ever really get up the nerve
even to buy the kind of stuff I did today, let alone actually wear it out in
public. I mean, I've thought about doing it, but really had only planned on
getting a little bit to wear around the house. I feel a little weird,
actually."

"That's okay, I'm sure you'll get used to it. After all, I'm sure that part of
the fantasy about having the lingerie includes wearing it out, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, I suppose it does. I just didn't think I'd be doing it so soon, if at
all. And certainly not discussing it with someone."

She had waited a minute or two before continuing. "What did you select to
wear?"

He blushed a bit, but answered. "The pink panties."

"The ones with the lace edging?"

"Yeah."

"Anything else?"

"Oh, no, of course not. I mean, I did try on the matching bra, but I took it
back off. I couldn't wear it out like this. No one can see the panties, but the
bra would show through my shirt."

"You could have worn the garter belt and hose. It wouldn't have shown."

"You're right. I didn't think of it, but that would have worked. Maybe next
time...?"

"Definitely next time. By the way, I'm wearing a pair of men's boxer shorts.
Before the next time I'll buy some guy's briefs to wear."

They had looked at each other and smiled then. Before the night was over they
were falling in love.

Things had progressed quickly from there. Marie helped David gradually build up
a nice wardrobe of dresses and other female attire. They spent hours pouring
over and making selections from the catalogs that specialize in women's
clothing in men's sizes. Soon David had a closet that would make most women
drool in envy.

Not Marie, though. She had taken to wearing slacks and tailored suits more and
more. Soon she had begun to wear her hair shorter and phased out almost all
make-up at the same time she had spent hours teaching David to put his own
cosmetics on. In addition, he began to wear his hair longer. Soon he was
looking great.

On a lark one weekend they had gone out to the same restaurant and theatre from
that first date. This time, though, David was completely dressed in his
feminine garb. Marie had worn a man's suit, complete with tie, and of course no
make-up. No one even gave them a second glance all evening.

At the end of the night Marie drove David home and walked him to his door. On
the porch she leaned towards him and gave him a kiss. It was not the first
kiss, by any stretch of imagination, but it was the first really public kiss in
reversed role.

As she had walked away that evening, though, Marie looked at David once more
before he went in and realized that she was still not satisfied with his
appearance. It was not until she was preparing for bed at home that she
realized what was missing.

Boobs!

David looked good in his dresses, but he looked flat-chested. He was wearing
his bra's, but even with a little something stuffed into them he still appeared
under developed in the mammary department. She was determined to rectify that;
after all, she knew all too well how devastating it can be to a woman to feel
short-changed in the bosom.

In the morning she went through all of the catalogs they had acquired,
searching for just the right solution. At last she settled on a set of
prosthetic breasts. When she was through with him, David would be at least a c-
cup. Or maybe a D, she grinned to herself. She placed the order before fixing
breakfast.

David's tits arrived in time for his birthday, and Marie could scarcely contain
herself. When the day finally arrived, she had rushed over to his place as soon
as she got off work. David was already waiting for her, wearing one of his most
feminine outfits. She eagerly placed the ornately wrapped gift package in his
hands and told him that she had gotten him something very special, that she
hoped he would like it, and if so she hoped he would wear it that night when
they went out for dinner.

He thanked her, said he new he would love anything she had gotten him, and
would wear anything that pleased her. She smiled as he ripped off the fancy
paper and cut the tape sealing the inner box. When at last he had it opened, he
said nothing. His eyes were bugging out of his head, and he was speechless.
Finally he managed to whisper, "Oh, my. They're marvelous.

Marie had just beamed as he continued to stare into the open box for a few more
moments. Suddenly he had turned and ran out of the room, carrying his gift with
him. "I'll be right back," he had called over his shoulder as he closed the
bedroom door.

It took several minutes before he emerged again, but when he appeared he was
transformed. Gone was the frilly dress he had been wearing before. In its place
was a tight-fitting outfit that accentuated his full bosom. Marie felt a flash
of heat course through her body as she stared at her transformed boyfriend. At
first she thought it was envy for how good he looked with his big tits, but
then she realized that it was lust. She was hot in a way she had never known
before. When David swayed across the room to her and gave her a great big kiss
she felt her insides turn to hot liquid and begin to trickle down her legs, and
she felt light-headed for a moment.

She had excused herself for a moment and headed for the bathroom. She had a
problem. Though she had known arousal and its accompanying wetness before, she
had never so felt so thoroughly saturated before. She knew that even the men's
briefs she was wearing were going to be soaked from her juices before very
long. She dropped her pants in front of the mirror and looked at her
reflection. The crotch area of her briefs were already looking damp. Soon both
layers of fabric in the fly-front would be wet, and if that happened it
wouldn't be long before her slacks looked as if she had experienced a childish
accident. That would not do.

She had quickly grabbed a small handtowel and folded it into a thick roll. She
pulled down her briefs and pressed the cloth into her wet slit. That would take
care of it for awhile, she thought, at least long enough for her to get herself
under control. With that she pulled the briefs back up and started to reach for
her slacks. A glance toward the mirror had stopped her in stunned surprise. She
straightened up and looked at the reflection and realized that for the first
time since she had started wearing briefs as part of the game with David, the
front of her underpants bulged as a guy's would. The fly hung naturally for a
change. Marie grinned at herself as she adopted several poses to admire the
effect of filling out the front of her underwear to its proper contour. At last
she pulled up her slacks and buckled up the belt before returning to David, who
noticed a subtle difference that he couldn't quite put his finger on.

During dinner that evening Marie had reached a decision about something. Back
at David's at the end of the evening, she looked at him sitting on the sofa,
looking beautifully sexy. She had glanced at herself in the mirror, pausing to
adjust her tie. She smiled slightly at the faint bulge in the front of her
pants, and then turned toward the sofa again.

She sat next to him and took his hand in hers. "There's something I want to ask
you, David."

"What's that?"

Marie slid off the sofa and faced him, down on one knee. Looking into his face
she said, "Will you marry me?"

The look of stunned surprise on his face slowly gave way to a great smile, and
he said only, "Yes."

Finally all the plans were made and the scheduled time arrived. They had
decided to travel to Las Vegas for their wedding and honeymoon, and so had
arranged their vacation schedules to give them two weeks off together.

Marie called for a courtesy car to pick her up and then swing by David's on the
way to the airport. She was dressed completely in masculine style clothing and
had packed only items from her men's wardrobe. In her hang-up garment bag she
had both a suit and a rented tuxedo for the wedding. David answered his door in
a casual blouse and skirt outfit suitable for traveling. His luggage likewise
contained only items from his feminine wardrobe, including his bridal gown.
Marie and the driver helped carry his baggage to the car and then they dashed
off to catch their plane.

Before they reached the airport, Marie took David's hand and said, "I have
something special for you." She placed a small diamond engagement ring on his
finger and gave him a kiss. "A bride-to-be should get to wear a diamond, at
least a little while before the wedding." David slid the ring onto his finger
and then kissed her back.

"Thank you. It's lovely."

The driver of the courtesy car smiled at the happy young couple in the
backseat, seeing only a man and woman on their way to be married.

When their flight landed in Vegas Marie rented them a car and drove them to one
of the resort hotels. From their honeymoon suite she called the wedding chapel
to confirm their reservations while David touched up his make-up. They had
scheduled the chapel for a time about four hours after their flight landed, so
it was very quickly time to go.

At the chapel they filled out the necessary paperwork, each filling out the
legal forms in their proper spots, but then Marie went to the groom's dressing
room and David went to the bride's room. When it was their time, Marie came out
to the front of the small chapel and stood before the minister. The bridal
march started playing, and David entered from the rear, beautifully turned out
in his white gown and veil. The staff photographer snapped several shots of the
processional, then moved to get pictures of the rest of the ceremony as David
came to a stop beside Marie.

The only variance in the service, which did cause some widening of the eyes on
the part of the chapel staff, was when David's voice pronounced his "I do" from
beneath the white veil. They took it in stride when Marie answered from the
tuxedo clad member of the party. In Vegas, after all, anything is possible.

At the conclusion of the service, Marie lifted David's veil and kissed him. The
photographer kept snapping away as the cross-dressed couple exchanged the
traditional kiss, then marched out of the chapel together.

Both of them were anxious to return to their honeymoon suite, having exchanged
a promise very early in their relationship to abstain from sex until their
wedding night. In fact, both of them arrived at this moment in their lives as
virgins, a status they were ready to shed as soon as possible. As soon as they
could complete the usual photography schedule, they climbed into the hired limo
and were whisked back to their hotel, still wearing their wedding garments. A
round of applause greeted them as they walked through the hotel lobby on the
way to the elevator; no one noticed at all that the two were dressed in a
nontraditional way as they appeared to all the world as bride and groom.

In their suite, the lights were turned low and music played softly in the
background as Marie took the initiative. Standing in the middle of the room,
she pulled David to her and kissed him gently at first, then with more ferocity
as his mouth opened to her invading tongue. They whispered of their love for
each other as she undid the clasp holding together the gown in the back and
then slid the zipper slowly downward. Her hands caressed his bare back as the
gown slipped to the floor around his ankles, then pulled him back against her
as she thrust her tongue back into his mouth. She could feel the swell of his
large artificial breasts pressing against her chest, and noted with amusement
that his cock was straining the limits on his frilly panties. She chose to
ignore his hard-on for the moment as she guided him toward the bed.

Gently she laid David on the bed. He was wearing the special bra which held his
artificial breasts to his chest, waistcinching girdle and attached hosiery, and
the frilly bikini panties which were beginning to lose the battle against his
raging erection. Marie smiled at him as she undid his garters and slid the
panties down his legs. He's such a beautiful bride, she thought to herself as
she tossed the filmy fabric wad aside. Moving quickly she then removed all of
his other garments leaving him totally nude on the bed.

David lay on the bed, not daring to touch his throbbing cock as he watched
Marie loosen her tie and then begin removing her tuxedo. He was amazed at how
fortunate he had been to meet her, and how lucky he was that she had fallen in
love with him as much as he had with her. When at last she was naked and
climbing onto the bed with him he was consumed with passionate desire. As he
looked briefly at his rigid erection, he wondered how their consummation was
going to be achieved.

It didn't take long to find out, though. Marie had already decided that she was
going to control the pace of the evening. She knew that eventually she was
going to have him on top of her, just as most husbands wind up occasionally
with their wives on top of them. This evening, though, she planned to be on top
all the time, every time.

She was as ready as he was for this first time, though, so she wasted no time.
Pausing only long enough to first caress and then kiss his tits, she climbed
astride of him and kissed him deeply. She could feel the rigid pole of his hard
flesh rubbing against her wet vagina as she squirmed her groin slightly while
she probed his mouth with her tongue. She felt her moistness spread, and knew
that she was ready, so she raised herself up a bit to allow his cock to spring
to an up-thrusting angle. As soon as she felt the knob of his cock-head
pressing into her slit, she began to move around just enough to spread her
lubrication on his swollen flesh and align his shaft with her hungry opening.

Suddenly the head of his cock sank about an inch into her body as the proper
alignment was achieved. Without hesitation she began to raise herself to a
sitting position, allowing her own weight to press her down on his impaling
organ. David moaned softly as her warm wetness enveloped his hard shaft. Marie
groaned and bit her lower lip as his invading tool speared suddenly through her
stretched hymen as it gave way to pressure against it. With all internal
resistance to their coupling gone, her body slid quickly the rest of the way
down his seven inch cock.

She felt his pubic hairs tickling the lips of her pussy as he moved ever so
slightly while she recovered her breath after the busting of her cherry.
Gradually she became aware of his balls pressing against her ass-cheeks as her
weight bore her down on him. At last she leaned forward and begin to slowly
fuck herself on his cock. David's eyes rolled up in his head and he moaned
louder this time as she slid her wet sheath up and down the length of his
organ. His breathing quickly increased in pace, and she considered for a moment
slowing down her fucking motion to prolong the experience, but decided that she
was near enough to her own orgasm that she wanted to drive onward.

Within only seconds a shudder, beginning in her guts, ripped through her whole
body as an incredible orgasm overwhelmed her. She went wild riding David's
cock, humping herself on his organ like crazy as wave after wave of pleasure
exploded within her. Her pussy spasmed around his shaft as she continued to
slide herself up and down on it; it was more than enough to send him over the
edge, too.

With a loud groan he began bucking upward against her writhing groin, thrusting
himself deeper and deeper into her body. With each thrust she experienced
another wave of joy. He cried out suddenly then, and she felt him pulsing deep
within her as he began pouring out his cum. Marie squeezed his cock with her
vaginal muscles and milked from his balls as much of his hot juices as she
could. When at last he was finished pumping his semen into her receptive body,
he dropped his head backwards onto the pillow as she collapsed across him. She
just barely noticed when his softening organ slipped from within her cunt as
she followed him into a satisfied sleep.

Several hours later they awoke each other with playful kisses and fondling.
"I'm hungry," Marie announced. "Why don't we clean-up, get dressed and go get
something to eat. Maybe we can take in a show before we come back here and
climb all over each other again."

David quickly agreed and headed for the bathroom to re-do his make-up and get
dressed for the outing. Marie smiled when she heard the door close, because she
knew he would be occupied for a while. One thing she didn't miss in her role in
this relationship was having to spend all the time on her make-up and hair that
she used to. She wanted him occupied while she prepared for the rest of the
evening, and the final consummation of their relationship.

Stepping to her suitcase, she pulled out a pair of boxer shorts and laid them
out. Before putting them on, though, she dug into the bottom of her bag and
pulled out a bundle which, when unwrapped, revealed a harness and attached
eight inch long, two inch diameter dildo which she had purchased. She smiled at
the sight of it, glad to see that when compared to David's organ it was a
little bigger in every dimension. She had wanted to make sure that she had the
biggest cock in the family, but had been reluctant to go so far as to buy one
of the really enormous artificial cocks she had seen because she had thought
them too outrageous, not to mention too hard to hide under her clothes.
Fortunately, David was only slightly above average in cock size and so this one
was going to be just right.

Marie stepped into the harness, adjusted it around her waist, and turned to
admire herself in the mirror. With her almost breastless chest and the large
cock jutting from her groin, she decided she definitely looked the part to go
with her clothing. She fondled the dildo and felt the vibrations transmitted
into her pussy by the matching part of the harness which pressed into her slit.
She thought for a moment about attaching the vaginal plug to the harness and
shoving it into her cunt, but decided she would save that for another time.
Tonight she wanted to enjoy her arousal, but was looking forward more to taking
all the time necessary to bust David's cherry and send him screaming into
ecstasy.

Quickly she pulled on the boxer shorts, pressing the flexible shaft of the
dildo down along her right leg. She slipped on her slacks, tucked in a shirt
and tied a tie, then after pulling on socks and lacing on her shoes she had
just pulled on her sport coat when David emerged from the bathroom, looking
lovely with his freshly applied make-up and his sexy but demure dress and
heels.

After dinner they did decide to take in a late show before returning to their
suite. Finally they closed the door behind them, and once again Marie took the
initiative. She undressed David partially, leaving him wearing only the special
bra that held his fake boobs to his chest, his garter belt and stockings.

When she had reduced him to his most feminine appearance (except for the rigid
cock jutting from his groin again), she tossed aside her jacket and pulled him
to her for a kiss.

"I want you to undress me," she said.

David quickly complied, undoing her tie and unbuttoning her shirt. He untucked
the shirt and slid it off her arms leaving her bare from the waist up. He knelt
in front of her and untied her shoelaces and slipped the shoes and socks from
her feet. Fumbling slightly, he managed to undo her belt and then unfastened
and unzipped her slacks. The pants quickly slid to the floor and she stepped
out of them.

When David turned back to her after laying the pants out neatly she was wearing
only the boxer shorts. So intent had he been that he not even noticed the
bulging front of her undershorts. When at last he did as he moved back in front
of her, he assumed for a moment that she had simply stuffed the front of her
pants as she had done before to make them fit properly. He glanced up at her
face and smiled at her as he pulled the shorts down her leg, but something
moving caught his eye and he turned his gaze to her groin which was at his eye
level.

A look of amazement followed by one of extreme nervousness came over his face
as he stared at the cock jutting from Marie's pubic mound.

"Surprise," she whispered.

"Oh, my...I...uh..."

"I got it just for you."

He reached out and touched the large phallus. It was warm from having been
pressed next to her leg in her pants for the last couple of hours. He caressed
the tool for a moment, then gave it close examination, noting the realistic
detail and appearance of the cock and dangling scrotum.

"Do you like it?"

"Oh, yes, it's perfect," he replied as he rubbed his cheek against the rigid
shaft.

"Do you want it?"

He nodded.

"Show me."

David kissed the tip of the dildo, then lifted it up and pressed his lips to
the simulated scrotum. He let the shaft drop back into its erect position as he
traced the underside of it with his tongue. When his tongue reached the tip of
the tool he swirled it around the head and then took the purple knob into his
mouth.

Marie placed her hands on the back of his head and pulled him closer to her,
watching with satisfaction as David allowed the shaft of her artificial cock to
push deeper into his mouth.

"Have you ever sucked a cock before, David?" she asked as the shaft slowly slid
outward between his grasping lips.

The head of her tool popped out of his mouth and he shook his head. "No, never.
I have fantasized about it, and of course have read about it and seen it done
in dirty movies, but I've never done it."

"Then I guess it's safe to assume you've never been fucked, either."

His eyes widened as he looked at the size of her tool and his voice was barely
a whisper as he shook his head and said, "N..no."

She slid the fake organ back into his mouth and slowly thrust it as deep into
his face as she could, stopping only when she felt him start to gag on it.

"Good. I let you have my virginity, and I want yours."

She withdrew the tool from his mouth, and then he looked up at her and said, "I
want to give you my virginity, too, like you gave me yours. I want you to bust
my cherry."

Marie pulled him to his feet and led him to the bed where he laid down. She
laid down beside him and placed his hand on the phallus jutting toward the
ceiling from her groin. "Suck my cock, David."

He moved around until he was kneeling between her legs, then bent over her
cock. Once again he kissed the tip, then opened his mouth wide and began to
take the shaft into his face. She watched in amazement as he took half the
length into his mouth and paused before letting the shaft slide back out of his
pursed lips. The next stroke downward took in a little more of her shaft before
he paused and then slid it out again.

He repeated this process several time, each pass getting a little more of the
cock into his mouth. He was struggling with his gag reflex now, trying to take
in as much as he could. After several tries, he took in nearly two/thirds of
the pole, and he could feel the knobby head pressed against his throat. He
paused there, and took several deep breaths through his nose, then pressed
downward on the shaft once again. This time as the head pushed into his throat,
he swallowed. Instantly the knob had passed into his gullet and his face
pressed all the way down against the harness holding the dildo to his beloved
Marie's groin.

Marie was amazed to see him suddenly swallow her cock all the way to the base,
and held completely still while he held the phallus embedded in his throat for
as long as he could. Then he quickly pulled back off of it until it popped
completely free of his lips as he gasped for air. He didn't have a chance to
try a repeat performance, though, because Marie pulled him to her and quickly
thrust her tongue into his amazing mouth as she kissed him deeply.

Breaking the kiss, she whispered, "That was wild to watch you do, and I know
I'll be seeing it again. Right now, though, I want to watch my cock open you up
and bury itself in your ass. Are you ready?"

"Yes. Do it. Fuck me with your cock and bust my cherry."

Marie rolled him over and knelt between his legs. She rubbed her cock against
his slightly smaller one as she reached for some lubricant. After smearing a
coating of clear jelly on her tool, she raise his legs and pressed some of the
slippery substance into his ass. She felt her finger sink into his anus and he
moaned.

Marie pushed his legs higher, curling him up until his puckered opening was
exposed to her view. David wrapped his arms around his legs to hold himself in
this position as she shifted to press her lubricated cock against his
glistening hole. She watched with fascination as the head of her tool began to
sink into his gradually stretching sphincter. He groaned several times as the
knob pushed deeper into him and she paused and looked at his face each time to
see if he was okay. He had his eyes closed and clenched up as he concentrated
on taking her tool into his ass.

Suddenly the flared ridge of the head passed through his nether opening. The
stretched muscle closed up tightly around the shaft of her dildo as David took
a sharp breath. As he let it out slowly, though, the greased rod began to sink
deeper into his body.

At last he opened his eyes and looked into her face. "Fuck me," he said
breathlessly. "Bust my cherry good."

With that encouragement, Marie began to make short thrusts in and out of his
stretched ass-hole, each thrust sinking her deeper into his upturned butt. A
couple of times she met minor resistance from within him, but each time she
paused and maintained a gentle pressure until he opened up to her. Soon all
eight inches of her cock were buried in his ass.

She held herself still for a moment to let him become accustomed to the full
length of her tool in his ass, then began to withdraw and thrust inward again.
She looked at his face and saw a smile and a tear trickling from one eye.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes," he whispered as he wrapped his legs around her waist and locked his
ankles together behind her. "I'm just so happy right now. I want you to fuck me
until I cum."

"That's exactly what I intend to do: fuck you till you cum. That's what every
husband wants to do to his wife..."

David's eyes popped open and he looked at Marie with a glorious smile. "Oh,
yes, Marie, that's it exactly. You're my husband and I'm your wife. You're my
groom and I'm your bride. This is the real consummation of our marriage."

Marie began thrusting her cock into David's ass-hole. With each stroke he
opened up a bit more to accept her, and soon she was sliding the entire length
of her eight-inches in and out of his gaping hole. Repeatedly he felt
explosions of pleasure within him, each stronger then the previous orgasm as
her shaft massaged his prostate. His own rigid cock pierced the air between
them, and her body smashed against his balls on every ferocious thrust of her
cock into his ass.

Soon he was thrashing around as she continued to pound herself into his butt,
and he began to make little barking noises with each orgasm. At last he could
feel an overwhelming knotting of muscles throughout his whole body.

"Oh, baby, I'm about to cum."

"Do it," she urged, "Cum for me. Shoot your load just from being fucked by me."

He needed no urging. She continued to slam herself against him, each thrust
going deeper and deeper now as he was fully open to her penetration.

"Oh, yeah," he groaned, "that's it...fuck me harder and make me cum..."

Marie withdrew all the way out of his ass; she could see clear up into his
bowels when she looked at his stretched and gaping hole. David's eyes had
popped open when he felt the head of her cock pull through his ravaged
sphincter; she only grinned at him as she paused in her wild thrusting for a
moment.

Without a word, then, Marie rammed her cock all the way back into his ass,
spearing the head of her tool through his nether opening and past his prostate
until it bottomed out deep in his gut as her own pubic mound slammed against
his, crushing his scrotum between them.

With a groan that quickly escalated toward a cry, David's body went into
spasms. A thick wad of creamy white sperm blasted from the slit at the tip of
his cock, arching through the air between their sweaty bodies and landing with
a splat on his face. Marie withdrew nearly all the way and quickly slammed
herself back into him; another blast of cream sprayed from his cock. For the
next several minutes each stroke of her cock into his ass resulted in a
matching pulse of his untouched organ as more of his cum splattered about.

Each slamming thrust also resulted in a corresponding wave of satisfaction in
Marie's body as she experienced orgasm after orgasm from the shock waves
rippling through her pussy as the harness transmitted the impact to her clit.

They were both covered in splatters of David's cum by the time she had spent
all of her energy. She held herself above him, cock buried completely in his
upturned ass while they both recovered their breath, then she at last collapsed
on top of him. His legs were still wrapped around her waist as she kissed him
feverishly.

At last she pulled back slightly and gazed into his face, watching as a wad of
his cum slid slowly down his cheek. "I made you cum..."

He stuck out his tongue and caught the sliding gob of cum, scooping it into his
mouth and swallowing it before he replied. "You sure did. And it was great,
too. You can fuck me like that anytime you want. After all, I do want to be a
good wife for my husband."

Marie just smiled. "Yeah, I think you're going to make me one hell of a wife."
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