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Young Bride Asks Husband To Watch Her Masturbate for The First Time….

7/27/2012

Shy Inexperienced Young Bride Asks Husband
To Watch Her Masturbate for The First Time….


Katie and I have known each other practically our whole
lives. We didn't live right next to each other, but
close enough...she lived on the corner, and I lived five
doors down, across the road. I met her at the bus stop in fourth
grade. She was younger, quiet, and sat alone, ignoring
all the noise and spitballs flying across the seats. She
was just getting off the bus, when the bully of the entire
school, who we were all terrified of, yanked her braid so
hard she dropped her lunch.


Katie spun around and hit Will Dunning, almost him being
triple her size and weight, square in the nose, making him
bleed and cry.


"Will Dunning, that's what you get for picking
on little girls." The bus driver said, handing him
a tissue. Everyone else laughed. I picked up her lunch for
her, and introduced myself. She smiled up at me, and at that
moment, I fell in love with her, her red hair and braids and
her fierce, bright green eyes. She got suspended that day,
but when she came back to school, I made sure to sit at her
lunch table.


From that day on, we were inseparable. She was the first
girl I'd ever liked. The first one I danced with. When
her mom died, she was the first girl I held while she cried.
She was the first girl I went on a date with or fought the other
boys to keep. We went to every game, dance and social function
with each other in high school. And she is the first one I
kissed. She never let me do more than kiss her and some petting
until our wedding night. But I knew she’d was worth the
wait.


We got married a month after high school. No one was surprised.
Our wedding was a dream come true for both of us. Her step-mother
enforced so much religious intolerance she nearly killed
Katie’s feisty spirit that I had fell in love with.


Her step=mother had been so religious – she’d hardly
ever talked about sex. Especially in the area of pre-marital
sex. She was so terrified of it Katie had rebuffed any advance
I tried to make until our wedding night. I so wanted to fuck
her…I knew that inside her was a tigress waiting to get
out. I could tell when we made out – she came alive – she
just oozed sex. Her body was slammin’ and ohh so sexy.
She was 5 ft 2 inches and as cute and sexy as could be. She had
no idea her effect on men.


She measured 42C – 24- 38. A body that made all men go hard
just looking at her. She was every man’s fantasy fuck.
From head to toe!


I was just as inexperienced as her, but she was terrified,
shaking like a leaf in the wind on our wedding night. Eventually
she relaxed, and we both enjoyed ourselves. Me more than
her I think. I’d waited so long….her body and her lingerie
picked out by her new best friend made me take my breathe
away when she came out of the bathroom. Fuck I went hard right
on the spot. My cock jumped at the sight of her. Throbbing
hard.


She's too shy to actually talk about it sex – so I had
to go gentle the first night – but towards the end it was
all about me …fuck it felt good to finally be inside that
tight hot pussy of hers.


We've only been married two weeks, and just got back
from our honeymoon. I love having sex with her, but every
encounter we have, she is still very timid and innocent,
puritanical. I didn’t know what to do – or how to approach
her without hurting her feeling and having her shut down.
That would be a true waste.


She wasn't experimental in the slightest, and I didn't
know how to talk to her about it without making her feel bad.
I wasn't really any more experienced than she was,
just more open about it, and eager to try new things. She
never denied my advances, but she was still too new to sex
to make the first move.


That's why, when I came home from work this afternoon,
I was beyond shocked to see her greet me at the door wearing
nothing but a thong, her hair in the same two braids she had
the day we met, only much longer. I didn't even know
she owned a thong.


"Katie?" I was stunned, my mouth hanging open.



"Hello, Kevin." She said, sticking her tongue
in my still gaping mouth. I was already weak in the knees
and hard as a rock by the time she stopped kissing me.


"What in the world has gotten into you?" I groaned,
kissing her neck. I couldn't resist grabbing her ass
and pulling her up to me for another kiss.


"Nothing...yet." She giggled, looking pointedly
at my crotch.


I gulped. Just the heat of her gaze made me painfully tight.
"Katie, are you drunk or something?" I asked
carefully.


She threw her head back and laughed. I watched mesmerized
by her long braids teasing her taunt little nipples as she
laughed. She had never been so...tempting.


"No...I'm not drunk." She said, pulling
me farther into the house.


"Okay...." I said slowly, letting her lead
me to the bedroom.


"I want to experiment." She said simply, as
if she were talking about cooking.


"Umm...ok" I said, not entirely sure what she
meant by that, until she pushed open the bedroom door. She
had made a path to the bed with dozens of votive candles and
red and pink rose petals. The entire room was lit by candles,
making her skin glow and shimmer.


"Wow, baby this is awesome." I said. "But...um...not
to kill the mood or anything...are we celebrating something?"



She pushed me onto the bed, and knelt down to take off my shoes
and socks.


"Nope." She said simply. "I was reading
this article in a magazine, and I want to try something with
you. I hope you don't mind." She said softly.
"If you don't like it, we can stop..." She
said softly.


"I'm sure whatever it is, I will like it."
I said, trying my best to hold back a chuckle. She really
had no idea how much I had been waiting for her to do something
so bold. I was tempted to rip her lacy little thong off right
then.


"Ok...well...there are rules." She said,
unbuttoning my dress shirt.


I took a deep breath. This could be interesting. "Ok."
I said softly, cupping her face between my hands. "Let's
play." I said huskily. Her eyes widened. She gulped,
her fingers faltering on the last button.


"You have to do exactly what I say." She said,
whispering.


"I think I can do that." I said, shrugging the
shirt off.


She took a deep breath, and mumbled the next rule as fast
as she could.


"You can’t touch me." She mumbled, her face
turned away from me. Her face burned a light pink. She was
embarrassed.


"You don't want me to touch you?" I asked,
tilting her chin back up to look at me. Her cheeks flared
an even brighter red. God, it was so cute. "Did I hear
that right?"


She nodded. "That's what the article said I was
supposed to say." She whispered. She looked so upset
she was going to cry.


"I see." I said softly. I kissed her gently.
Her lips trembled under mine. "I'll do my best
to follow the rules." I said. Even if it kills me.


"Really?" She asked. "You’re not mad?"



"Why would I be?" I asked surprised.


"Because...I'm your wife. Mama said a woman
never denies her husband."


"That's one of those biblical things she drilled
into you isn't it?" I stated. It wasn't really
a question. Her step-mom was the all-time #1 religious
prude.


She nodded. "I want to be a good wife. Good wives don't
say no."


"Honey...I may regret this, but you can tell me no
if you want to." I said. "I love you so much and
I don't want you to ever feel like I've forced you
to have sex." I said carefully.


She was just so damn innocent sometimes. "You understand?"
I cupped her face in my hands again. "I'd prefer
it if you want to have sex every single time I did, and I'd
love it if you'd take the lead once in a while, but if
your not into it, I don't want you to fake enjoying it."



"Ok." She said.


"You ARE a good wife to me, no matter what. You're
the only wife I want...understand?" She nodded quietly.



"So what's next?" I asked. "You're
tempting in just that scrap cloth of a thong, and you've
already got me hard." I said.


She giggled, blushing. "I have to finish undressing
you." She said as she blushed yet again. "Stand
up."


I stood, looking down at her hot body sitting naked at my
feet. God, what a sight. She has no idea how sexy she is.


She refused to look me in the eye as she reached for my belt
and unbuckled it. I stood stiffly(literally and figuratively),
quietly. She had never taken my pants off before. I kissed
as her hand brushed against the tip of my erection. She’d
had never even touched me before. I think she was scared
to. She pulled her hands away quickly. "Are you ok?"
She asked quietly.


I nodded, and took a deep breath. "Keep going."
I said, putting her hands back on my hips. She slid the belt
through the loops and tossed in to the side. She ran her fingers
back and forth along the top of my slacks, along my stomach.
It tickled and made me even harder. I knew she was working
up the courage to unbutton my pants.


I almost did it for her, but changed my mind. She needed to
develop some sexual confidence, and this was the first
sign she had any. I had to let her set the pace she was comfortable
with. This was going to be torture.


Finally, she released the button, and slowly pulled my
zipper down. My pants slid down to my ankles. The pressure
on my cock eased, but only slightly. My briefs were tight.
She glanced up at me. I gave her an encouraging nod. "Go
ahead. Take them off baby." I whispered.


She went back to running her hands along the elastic for
a minute, then Katie my sexy new wife slowly rolled my shorts
down my legs. Immediately my erection bobbed free, standing
straight up toward my bellybutton. I was so hard…..


"Oh!" She gasped in surprise. I could feel my
veins throbbing. She sat back on her heels staring.


" Katie." I whispered. "Would you like
to touch me?" Please...please say yes I said to myself.
God say yes!...


"Like you touch me?" She asked, her face flushed.



"Yes, sort of." I said. "Give me your hand."
I said.


She stared at me a minute. "No." She said simply.



"No?" I gasped. "I thought that was what
your article was about." I said.


She shook her head. "No...It’s not."


"Well, what is it about then?" I was starting
to get frustrated.


"I'm supposed to..." She hesitated.


"What?" I asked. I tucked a stray hair behind
her ear. "What are you supposed to do sweetheart?"



"You have to watch me." She said softly.


"Watch you?" I asked...then it dawned on me.
Oh. My. God. She was going to masturbate – probably for
the first time ever – and in front of me! I knew Katie’s
step-mother probably had called it a sin….pleasuring
yourself.


"Kevin...like you touch me." She was embarrassed
again, and stood up, walking to the end of the bed, her back
to me.


"Masturbate?" I asked, walking up to her. I
pulled her around to look at me.


She had tears swimming in her eyes. She nodded. "I
know it's wrong! But Trina said everyone does it!"
Trina was her best friend.


I knew my guess about Katie and masturbating was right –
but I had to ask…."Wait..... Katie -are you saying
you've NEVER touched yourself?" I asked. "Not
even once?” She was always so shy about sex we never actually
talked about it.


She pressed her lips together and nodded her head. Her braids
bounced against her beautiful breasts. Her nipples now
hard and so enticing. Oh man...that explains a lot.


"And this article you found tells you to….?"
I prompted gently, running my hands up her arms to her shoulders.
She seemed to have forgotten I was not supposed to be touching
her. She was too upset.


"Well sort of. It doesn't actually say how..."



"Honey, what does it say?" I asked patiently.



"Well it said you would like it." She hesitated.
"Oh let me just go get it!" She sputtered, frustrated
with herself. She stormed off into the bathroom.


I chuckled, watching her cute little butt sway. Her two
braids bounced, the ends brushing the back of her knees.
Her step-mom had never let her cut her hair short, and she
hadn't bothered to change that since we'd been
married. I love her thick red hair. She emerged a few seconds
later and quietly handed me the magazine. Cosmopolitan!
Oh wow!


There was a little yellow sticky note poking out of one of
the pages. I flipped it open to the marked page. Pleasure
Yourself and Drive Him Wild. Yes, Please. I skimmed the
article, and got harder and harder. It covered the rules
and an erotic dance. Oh HELL yes! My virginal wife wanted
to learn how to be a tease.


"Well?" She asked quietly, sitting on the edge
of the bed.


"You want to dance for me?" I asked gently, putting
the magazine on the bench at the end of our bed.


"Well...maybe." She said. "I don't
really know what to do." She was kind of shaking again.
Was she really that scared?


I took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. I ran my fingers
through my hair. My erection was going down, but I didn't
mind. Getting her to open up to me was more important right
now. “Katie - how can I help you be more comfortable having
sex? I need you to talk to me."


"Ok." She seemed relieved. She moved farther
onto the bed, sitting cross legged. Ohh that got me going…she
was even getting wet just thinking about it – I could see
that!


"We can talk." She was leaning back against
a mountain of pillows. Her breasts were high and tight,
shimmering on the candlelight. She was a 42C. Her nipples
were dusty pink and hard, marble hard and begging to be touched.



"Do you masturbate?" She asked softly. Her
cheeks flushed.


"Yes. How else do you think I was able to keep my hands
off you in high school? I had to put them somewhere."
I chuckled.


"Really?" She seemed surprised. "How
often did you do it?" she asked like an eager school
girl about to be filled in on all the gossip!


"Practically every day." I moved to sit at the
end of the bed, leaning against one of the posts. "Sometimes
more."


"You never felt...guilty?"


"Nope...it's a natural thing to do Katie. To
release sexual tension, stress. Especially when you wore
something sexy. Oh God I always had to make a quick exit.
That body of yours is so hot and sexy!”"


"Oh - really." She said as she stretched out
and gave a sexy pose. But I could tell she was also was thinking.
I could practically see the gears turning in her head.


"What does it feel like?" She asked next. I groaned
softly. I was hard enough just talking to her naked. If I
had to explain it...I would spurt all over the bed.


"It's great. You should try it." I said
suggestively.


"I want to try it." She said finally. "I
don't know what to do."


"I can talk you through it, if you want." I said
hopefully. She nodded.


"Will you follow the rules?" Damn, she remembered!



"I'll do my best." I said. "But watching
a woman touch herself is really arousing to men. I already
want to touch you."


"I think that's the idea." She said, smiling.
I laughed out loud. She giggled. She was visibly more relaxed
now and I could tell getting even more turned on..


"Lean back more." I said, "Get comfy."
She was watching me, quietly, her hands stiffly at her sides.
"I'll be right back."


I got up and went to the bathroom. Our bathroom mirror hung
on the wall like a picture, and I unhooked it, and carried
it into the bedroom.


"What are you doing, Kevin?"


"Sometimes part of pleasuring yourself is watching
yourself." I said, positioning the bench to hold
the mirror up at the end of our bed. When it was leaning at
the right angle, I went into the dining room and grabbed
a chair. I arranged a few candles so that the light reflected
into the mirror and set the chair next to the bed. I would
see both her and her reflection.


"Ok...are you ready?" I asked, settling myself
in the chair. She nodded slowly, looking directly at me.



"Look at yourself in the mirror." I said. She
turned her head to look. "Watch yourself breathing,
how your chest moves up and down." Her long braids
settled off to the side when she took a deep breath.


"Now imagine your hands are my hands." I said.
"Touch yourself how I do." I instructed. "I
want you to show me what you like." I said softly.


"Ok." She said softly. She rested one hand on
her stomach. At first she didn't move, but then she
began to rub her belly in slow circles, around her navel,
over her sides, along her ribs. I watched quietly, studying
her face. She was staring in the mirror.


"When your ready, touch your breasts." I said
softly. "Show me what feels good to you." She
flushed slightly and moved her right hand to the top of her
neck, trailing her fingers down an inch or so.


"It's ok to touch yourself Katie - go ahead baby!
I so want you to…do it for me baby…That’s my beautiful
sexy girl.” I encouraged gently. She moved her hand to
her left breast, covering it with her palm. Her nipple peaked
out between two fingers. She squeezed gently, the nipple
poking out farther. So lick-a-ble.


I felt my cock harden. "Don't be afraid to use
both hands, sweetheart." I said, shifting in the
chair. She moved her other hand to cover her right breast,
her arms crossed, covering her chest from my view.


"Cup your breasts, one in each hand." I instructed
gently. She moved her arms so that I had a better view of her
holding each of her breasts in a hand.


"Good." I said. "Now, tease your nipples
with your thumb." I suggested.


She was staring at herself in the mirror, and slowly moved
both her thumbs across her gorgeous nipples. She gasped.
She did it again. Her areola creased, tightened. She moved
to pinching her nipples gently, gasping again. She watched
as her neck flush a light splotch of pink. She shivered,
pinching her nipples again. Goosebumps appeared along
her arms.


She was completely ignoring me now, mesmerized by her reflection
in the mirror. I was hard, breathing heavily. My breath
hitched when she grabbed her braids and used the ends of
them to tease her breasts, her soft hair running over her
flesh. I had never thought to do that.


She moaned softly at the sensation, tickling her nipples
and breasts in circles, wider, then focused on the tips,
slow, and fast. She was breathing hard. She moved back to
pinching them, pulling on them.


"It feels better when you touch me." She said
softly. "When you use your mouth."


"Really?" I groaned. "That's good
to know." I felt my cock throb and lengthen. I shifted
in the chair again. She had no idea how tempting that thought
was to me. Or maybe she did. I shifted again so that I sat on
my hands.


"Move your hand lower now, baby." We both watched
as she trailed her hand down her chest to the top of her thong.
She uncrossed her legs, shifting them straight out in front
of her. She toyed with the tiny strings settled on her hips,
and glanced at me nervously.


"Take them off." I whispered hoarsely, clearing
my throat.


She nodded, and slipped her fingers under the strings.
She wiggled her hips and the lacy black cloth fell away from
her secret mound.


"Oh Katie " I breathed. She had shaved herself
bare. I was rock hard in an instant. I wanted nothing more
than to bury my now hard throbbing aching 9 inch to the hilt
inside her newly bare snatch.


"Do you like it?" She asked nervously. Her face
was flushed with embarrassment again. "The magazine
said..."


"I love it!" I nodded enthusiastically. "You
look so sexy. Baby you make so horny and hard." My erection
throbbed. I could see every detail of her most inner parts
when she spread her legs for me. She had no idea what that
move and that view of her pretty pink pussy lips and the ever
so slight glimmer of wetness had on me. Her slit was so enticing
and sexy….. I couldn't take anymore and moved again,
resting my hands on my thighs.


"I like it too. It feels good." She softly moaned
for me.


"Make yourself feel even better now." I said,
grabbing my cock in one hand. She trailed her hand down and
touched herself with one finger. She was looking in the
mirror now. "Bend your knees up baby girl…have
a peek at that sweet pussy of yours.." I suggested.
Her inner lips widened at the movement. I could see her entrance
in the mirror. I groaned, rubbing slowly up and down my cock.



She needed no further encouragement when she found her
slit and slid a finger down. She cried out in surprise when
she found her little button. I watched as she used her other
fingers to hold her pink lips open, teasing herself more.
She was gasping now, watching herself in the mirror. Her
nipples got harder and she shivered. God I wanted her…but
I knew that this was the beginning of creating a sex kitten
for me...A woman who loved sexual pleasure – it would
be worth the wait and sacrifice. Fuck she was sexy! I rubbed myself faster.


"Oh..it feels so good." She gasped. Her chest
was heaving and falling, her legs spread wide. She was moving
her fingers slowly, up and down her sweet wet slit.


"Oh baby...are you wet?" I asked. A little bead
pearled at my tip. I rubbed around, smearing it down my shaft.
I squeezed my cock.


"Yes." She gasped, moving her other hand to
pinch her nipples. I groaned.


"Find your clit now." I gasped. "Rub it."



She moved her hand up and cried out. She jerked her hand away,
as if she was burned.


I stopped my hand movements when she looked at me. "What's
the matter sweetie?" I asked, breathing hard.


"It hurt." She said.


"Here, let me show you." I said. I would jump
at any excuse to touch her at this point. I moved to the bed,
my erection bobbing painfully, and situated myself behind
her on the pillows, so that she was leaning against my chest,
my legs entwined with hers, holding her legs wider. With
both of us watching in the mirror, my hands tweaked her nipples.
She groaned.


"I can do that part myself!" She groaned, frustrated.
She grabbed my hand and put it between her legs. We both moaned
at the sensation of me cupping her hot mound. My hand was
already damp with her juices.


"It doesn't hurt when you do it." She said.
"Show me what to do!" She demanded, wiggling
in my arms.


I chuckled, "Well hold still darling." I said.
I slid a finger up to find her clit.


"Use the pad of your fingertip sweetie, not your fingernails."
I whispered. I pressed gently, demonstrating. She moaned,
arching her hips toward my hand. My erection tightened
along her spine.


"Now you try." I said. I took her hand in mine,
her fingers directly under mine.


I watched us both in the mirror, her leaning against me,
and both our hands between her legs. I kissed her neck as
I gently circled her clit with her own fingers. She gasped
and moaned. My other hand came up to squeeze her breasts.



When she found her rhythm, she threw her head back, moaning
and mewing continuously, her eyes closed.


"Look at yourself." I whispered. "It's
so hot." I groaned in her ear. I forced myself to move
my hand away and just watch her pleasure herself.


Katie opened her eyes. He watched her eyes widen at the sight
of her legs spread wide with his own, her hand was buried
between her legs, her fingers circling, her chest moving
up and down.


Kevin teased her nipples with his hands, his brilliant
blue eyes staring directly at her. "Look how hot you
are." He whispered in her ear. “So fuckin’ hot
baby. That you – sexy – hot and ohh so fuckable baby!
You make me do hard…you and that sexy body of yours. Your
moans and mews…..”


"Oh Kevin!" She moaned. "It feels so good!"
she groaned, arching her hips.


"That's it baby." I said. I pinched and
pulling her nipples. "Make yourself cum for me Baby
girl. Cum for me…..." I said, rubbing my erection
against her back. I released my legs so she could move her
hips more freely.


Her breath hitched. Her fingers moved faster, harder,
her hips moved up and down of their own accord, each movement
teasing his erection further.


"Yes....oh....yesssssss!" She hissed, slamming
her hips into her hand. Her feet flat on the bed. Kevin watched,
mesmerized as her legs began to shake. He knew she was oh
so close.


"Let go, love." He whispered, massaging her
breasts. "Let yourself go." He encouraged.
"A little faster, a little harder now." He pinched
both her nipples hard. It was enough to send her over the
edge.


"Oh GOD!" She screamed, she arched her back
hard, frozen in pleasure, her fingers buried in her bare
snatch. "Oh...Kevin...Kevin...Oh...Ohhhh. Fuck
yesssss….Ohhh yessss……"”Rub it baby –
make yourself cum – that’s my girl” I whispered in
her ear.” Baby you are so sexy and beautiful”…Fuck
yess….” I encouraged her, as she I knew was coming closer
to second orgasm – I took my hands and ran them down her
body and asked her to “Go for it you sexy girl….harder…cum
for me - …” She moaned, shaking, and came harder the
second time..”Ohhhhhh Kevvvviiiinnnnn yesss..yess……Goooood!
Fucccccck mmmmeeeeee…..yessssssss…arrrrrrrgggghhhhhh!”
The look on her face – her body convulsing and the pussy
squirted out sweet cunt juices - all over my lap and hers…..the
aroma and her moans were driving me mad!





I felt several other small orgasm through her…and IO
rubbed her sensitive clit – ever so gentle –and made
her cum a third time…”ohh yess…yesss…Ohh Kevin…that’s
soo good…Right there baby…fuck yess…ooohh –
yess…- yesss…….mmmmmmmmmm Gooooddddd yessssss!”
she screamed as her third and final orgasm hit her.


She shivered mewed and moaned…..her body spent. She
dropped her hips back down to cradle between my legs.


She laid quietly, her eyes closed, breathing hard, nestled
against me – bathed in sweat and the smell of her sex and
her cum was everywhere. She looked so hot – so sexy –
and so fuckable!. Her hand slipped from between her legs.
She was gasping for breath.


I groaned, unable to resist and delved my hand between her
still shaking legs for a taste. My fingers slipped into
her hot channel, and scooped her liquid honey onto my fingers.



She gasped in pleasure at the sensation and watched him
taste her in the mirror. They both groaned. He did it again,
sliding his finger down her dripping channel, this time
to tease her and make her moan to his touch.


She watched as he moved his finger rhythmically, sending
shivers and spasms shooting through her body. She groaned,
arched her hips for him, sending his finger deeper.


"Kevin!" She cried out. "Oh....please!"



"Please what?" He asked wickedly, stopping
his finger just over her button.


"Oh...please...don't stop!"


"So, what do you think of masturbation?" He
asked teasingly, rubbing her knob of pleasure slowly,
gently.


She arched her head to look up at him. "If I'd known....oh...
it was this good I would have...oh...oh... done it a lot...OH...
sooner."


Kevin chucked. "I think everyone says that honey."
He pinched her clit gently, and she came apart in his arms,
gasping, shaking and quivering through her fourth orgasm.



Before she could completely recover, he moved her to lay
sideways on the bed, and positioned himself over her torso.
The mirror came crashing down onto the floor, and they laughed
as it shattered.


"We can get a new one." Kevin said. He pulled
her legs up over his shoulders and slid his tortured hard,
thick cock into her warm, wet depth, one slow inch at a time.
They both moaned loudly as he slid inside.


"Oh Kevin...yesssssss. Fuck yesssssss! I want that
cock inside me…..pleeease!" She gasped, when
he was finally all the way inside her.


She tightened around his length rhythmically, heading
into another climax. In this position he seemed to be insider
her deeper than he ever had before. Stretched farther than
ever before. She could feel his cock's every vein snug
against her inner walls, sliding in and out, pressing against
that spot inside her that made her writhe in pleasure.


He was so close. He stopped to gain some control, groaned
against her, sucking her nipple as hard as he could. The
pressure built in his cock. He was going to explode hard,
and soon. He couldn't wait any longer. He began to move
again, slowly, gently. She was always so tight around him
that he could not move easily, no matter how wet she was.
It was slow torture for them both.


"Oh, you feel so good...so damn tight!" He groaned,
sliding back into her slowly.


"Kevin...Kevin...oh...fuck me good – fuck me
hard" hearing his sweet innocent wife beg for it –
was incredible. Something he jacked off to many a night
– fantasizing hearing those exact words. And now she
was really begging for it…


She tossed her head, crying out each time he slid back into
her, until finally, they both exploded, locked together
in pleasure. He groaned as he pulsed hard inside her, shooting
ropes of his cum deep in her womb. Several long minutes later,
he gently eased himself out of her, and pulled the covers
over both of them.


"Kevin…that was soo good – and so hot. I finally
feel like a sexy woman. That was great." She said quietly,
moving to snuggle up to his side.


"One of our best yet Katie-girl." He said, kissing
her. "So, did you like watching yourself in the mirror?"



She nodded. "It was kind of weird at first, but I really
– really liked it."


"I did too." He said. "It was one of the
sexiest things I've ever seen."


"Kevin?" She looked up at him, moving a piece
of his long blond hair out of his eyes. "Can I ask you
something?"


"Sure, love...what is it?"


"You know when I was kneeling in front of you?"



"Yeah...what about it?" I asked, softly. Hopefully.



"I think it would be really sexy if you watched in a
mirror while I... kissed you...down there." She
said, blushing slightly, "You know, like you did
to me last week."


"Oh, God, babe...it would be!" I groaned at
the thought. "I'll have mirrors installed in
our bedroom tomorrow!" I said, moving down her body
to 'kiss' her again.


Fuck she was going to be a sex machine in a couple of weeks.
He thought to himself. She’s insatiable – an eager
student – Jackpot. A body to kill for – a new hunger for
sex – and pleasure. Katie was a fuck-doll in the making
– and all his!


Fuck life was soooo goood. With that he felt a small hand
on his cock – and a giggle…


”Kevin…..fuck me again lover…..I want that cock
now.....” Kevin smiles and thought to himself…God
I ‘ve created a monster….this is gonna be good….



The small warm hand circled his cock and began to stroke
him, and a giggle was heard with the words, “Come here
big boy – Katie have something for you….and I know you
are gonna like it lover” her warm pussy grazed his thigh
and he could feel her warm wet slit on his thigh…..She
was learning fast this red headed vixen….

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great story we need follow up with next time and and the next

7/28/2012

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Good story but reaaaaalllllyyyy stretched it ouuuttttttttttt!

7/29/2012

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Dam! This had made me real horny! Hanging on to every word I had to stroke myself to the fantasy thoughts of this being me....

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