I shut her up with a kiss that changes everything. This is more than pure lust; it’s love.
I hook my arm around her lower waist and lift her up to me. She tries to wrap her legs around me, but the dress constricts her. I grab two handfuls of her perfect, young ass and thrust my tongue into her mouth. I want to devour every inch of her.
My cock throbs with lust beneath my pants. I slide my fingers between her legs and feel the wetness there. Her unclaimed pussy has me in a fever. I have to have her. Now. I won’t be able to wait for the drive home.
Holding Daisy, my wife, in my arms, I step over the half-wall by the driveway and carry her through the shadows of the lawn.
“Where are we going?” Daisy whispers.
“I’m going to make it official now, baby,” I growl. “I’m going to make you mine.”
9
Winter
Daisy’s lips move across my neck as I carry her over to the fountain in the side yard. I set her down, pull off my jacket, and lay it down in the grass. The soft glow from the house backlights my wife, causing her to look like an angel.
My angel.
I quickly grab her dress at the knees and lift it up. It catches on her perfect hips. I tug harder, and it slides up, giving me the view I’ve been dying to see.
There it is. Perfect and pink, bare between
her legs. Her untouched, virgin pussy.
“Winter…”
And then I’m down on my knees in front of her. She gasps as my tongue spreads her lips. I lick up her slit until I find her clit and apply pressure. Her moan sets me on fire. I grip her hips and set her back against the fountain and eagerly spread her legs.
My tongue flattens against her perfect flower, wet with arousal. She’s dripping for me and the taste is nothing short of perfection.
“I…I…” she stammers as I pull my cock out of my pants and begin stroking. My palm is instantly slick with pre-cum. Daisy’s body shivers, and I look up to see her head tilted back to the sky, bathed in moonlight, twisted in pleasure.
Come for me, baby. That’s what I’d say if my mouth wasn’t already occupied.
But I don’t have to say anything; my tongue does the talking. Her body begins to shiver. I can see her tits shake beneath the fabric of her dress.
“Winter, I’m—I’m coming!”
I feel a rush of wetness against my lips and hold my tongue down hard on her clit as she comes. I never do this—get down on my knees for a woman. But I could live the rest of my life here.
As she comes down, I stand and place my cock in her hands. Still starry-eyed, she looks down at it and gawks.
“I…this is too much, Winter,” she whispers. “I won’t be able to take it.”
“Yes you will, baby,” I tell her as I unzip her dress. “You’re going to and you’re going to love every single inch. After all, it is our wedding night.”
Her dress falls open and reveals her perfect tits to me. Her nipples are like little pink candies, and I lean in and wrap my lips around both of them as I thrust my cock back and forth in her hands. I’m dripping pre-cum and aching to be inside her.
Quickly, I lift her into my arms and set her down on my jacket, then bunch her dress up around her waist so I can see everything. The sight of her wet, ready, untouched pussy has me on the edge already. I could unload my balls right now all over her chest – or maybe paint that gorgeous face. But now is not the time for that.
I lean down over her and position myself. Her tight pussy lips spread around the tip of my cock, and she gasps.
“It might hurt,” I tell her. “But I’m going to stretch you to my perfect fit and make you feel better than you’ve ever felt, baby. You want it?”
Daisy nods eagerly, her eyes submissive with desire. I kiss her again, losing myself in her lips, then push.
I feel Daisy’s supple body go tense beneath me as I enter her. The fresh, wet warmth hits me like a truck. My balls go taut as I fight against pumping my load inside her right now. I have to bite the inside of my cheek to keep myself from coming.