I took my time. Confident I would be joining them soon they all turned back to the water and the waves. Their laughter floated on the warm breeze. The women held Ray's hands and together they walked farther out. As the water grew deeper, the women drew closer to Ray.
By the time I got out to them each girl clung to one of Rays arms. The water was chest deep on us men but chin deep on Teresa and Marcy had to tread-water to keep her head above. I was surprised by how warm the ocean was.
We spent almost an hour drifting and floating. Sometimes we all drew close and made small talk and sometimes we drifted off as couples and kissed and felt each other under the water. When I pushed a finger into Teresa she was steaming hot. We kissed again and she pushed her tongue deep into my mouth.
“I want Ray to fuck me,” she whispered hoarsely.
Ouch.
“I think Marcy might have something to say about that, Baby.”
She studied my eyes. “You don't want him to?”
“Well,” I began. “It is our honeymoon night. I think typically the new husband has all the rights to the new bride, yes. We will never have another honeymoon night.”
“But I want him. Just look at him, Baby. Did you see his big cock? What a man. He's so masculine and powerful. I want him to fuck me.”
“I heard you the first time, Teresa.”
I tried to keep all irritation out of my voice but I doubt I succeeded.
During our exchange, Ray and Marcy had been drifting closer. They were not yet close enough to hear what Teresa and I were saying but they would be soon.
“Why not?” Teresa asked. “I thought this was what we did.”
“You're my wife now, not my girlfriend and because it's our honeymoon night. You're supposed to want me, not Ray. If you had sex with Ray, then for the rest of our marriage you would have had sex with another man on our honeymoon night. Every anniversary would be a reminder you fucked some other guy. How would that make you feel? I think you'd regret it.”
She smiled but it was not a sweet smile of understanding. It was a taunting, teasing, independent smile of stubborn mule-hardheadedness. She kicked her legs a few times and, while keeping eye-contact with me, floated towards Ray and Marcy. I stopped talking.
Ray and Marcy saw her coming and turned to face her. She swam to Marcy, floated right up to her, and wrapped her arms around Marcy's neck. I saw Teresa's tongue an instant before their lips met. Marcy returned the kiss with passion. A heartbeat later Teresa turned her attention to Ray and kissed him the same way. Any hope I had about Marcy stopping this died when I saw her reach around and caress Teresa's big tits. She seemed fascinated by them. Ray's big hand slipped under the water and I heard Teresa gasp. Next both her hands went under the water too. Little waves splashed around them.
Ray started moving them both to shallow water and Marcy followed. As the water dropped their bodies became exposed and I saw Ray was already half erect. His thick cock stuck straight out from his body like a spear. Marcy took his hand and halted him and then sank to her knees and popped the plump head into her mouth. She was petite and only able to take the head and an inch or two.
Teresa moved in front of him where she could also see me. I slowly shook my head but she only gave me that goddamn coy smile again and ran her hands down his solid frame. Slowly she sank and joined Marcy on her knees. Marcy pushed Ray's cock over to my wife with just her tongue and the two women began an exchange where one would suck it for a minute while the other licked the shaft and balls, and then using only their tongues swap positions. Ray had a large hand on each head. Marcy loved playing with Teresa's tits.
Marcy took their hands and led them out of the water. I followed close behind, trying to catch Teresa's attention. I thought about throwing a fit but our evening had been perfect and I really liked these guys. On top of that, the history Teresa and I had with Sam made my protests sound hollow. I wanted her to stop but just because I said so and I am not that immature.
The wet sand above the waves was firm. Ray's cock pointed at the night sky and his big balls were drawn up tight at the base of the shaft. Teresa walked around in front of him and Marcy stepped back, giving her room. My new bride kissed Ray deeply again and he held her in place with his hands on her hips. He was so much bigger than she his hands almost encircled her. The kiss was passionate and erotic and I was busy watching Teresa's sweet face and the emotions of desire playing there. Ray gently lifted her a few inches, tilted his hips down and under, and aimed his stiff cock up between her legs. I knew the moment he penetrated my wife by the look of pure ecstasy that contorted her face.
I dropped my gaze instantly and witnessed his cock head disappearing inside my wife's pussy. Her labia were twisted out of shape to accept him and she must have been soaked all the way up because his shaft followed the head in one long smooth motion. Teresa started a cry of pleasure which climbed the more cock she took and finally cracked and broke when his balls came to rest mashed against her opening.
They kissed again and Teresa snaked her legs around his, her arms around his neck. He began a small in and out motion and Teresa broke the kiss to once again cry out her extreme pleasure. He held her in an iron-grip and worked his hard cock in and out of her body. Marcy joined them, dropping to her knees and coming at them from underneath. I was sure she was licking both their assholes, his scrotum, and Teresa's pussy.
Teresa stiffened from toe to head and arched her back. All the muscles in her arms and legs went taut and her ass clenched. Seconds later I heard a cry rip from her throat as she came all over the big cock working her. Ray kept going, fucking her through her climax, pushing her higher and higher with each thrust. The muscles on his back rolled around like whales.
I felt like Ray was taking my wife's virginity. I know that's foolish and illogical but I felt it anyway. It crushed me to see her giving this night to him. Too late, I realized he wore no condom either. If I said nothing, Ray would also fertilize my new bride on our wedding day. I took a few step towards them with the intention of warning Ray to pull out when I heard Teresa urge him to inseminate her.
“I'm close again,” she panted. “Fuck me deep. Fuck me hard, Ray. God, I love your big cock. You're so hard! Bury that monster deep and give me your cum, Baby. Cum inside me. I want it! Push me over the edge. Do it! Ooooooohhhhh fuuuuck.... Ooooh fuck! Here It comes again! Fuck! Yes! YES! Aaaaaahhhhhh!”
Teresa squirmed and shook like a snake that had been run over. Her body twisted and convulsed and her second orgasm, much more powerful than her first, wracked her like a torture. She screamed into his neck and ground her pussy down on his dick.
Ray tensed all over and froze. His jaw fell open and his hips curled up, driving his cock as deep as possible into my wife. When the first blast sprayed from his cock deep inside my wife, he bellowed and began pumping his hips blindingly fast. Teresa's weight was insignificant compared to his strength. Her climax was still going when his hit and I watched in dumbfounded amazement as my new wife came at the same time as her lover. Ray's bountiful sperm started dripping from his balls to the wet sand below. I was stunned by the length of his climax.
I have fucked Teresa standing up and it is no easy task but Ray did not miss a beat. His tree-trunk legs anchored them both and only when his penis began to soften minutes later did he move to separate their connected bodies. His soft cock fell from her tight pussy with a slurp.
Marcy pounced on him, kissing his mouth and face fervently. I suspected they had done something like this before and Marcy loved watching her king seduce and conquer other women. I wondered if it made it better for her when the woman was married. I suspected she liked it best when the husband watched and suffered.
Teresa stood on wobbly legs and slowly crossed the distance which separated us. I took her into my arms, taking most of her weight, and she rested her head on my chest. Nobody spoke.
After some time, Marcy joined us and led us by the hand over to Ray and all four of us returned to the water to
rinse. I think I may have been in shock because I was utterly compliant. We bathed in the warm ocean for a while and then Marcy asked if we were ready to get out. We were.
Once we reached the wet sand Marcy broke off from Ray and came around to take my arm. She twined her fingers in mine and led me a short distance away from Teresa like she wanted to say something to me in private. She stopped and took my other hand, gazed up into my eyes.
Movement made me look back at Teresa and Ray. Ray stood before my wife already hard again. I gave Marcy a quizzical look and she smiled.
“Watch,” she murmured, studying my face and the anguish playing out there.
Ray held Teresa by the shoulders and eased her down onto her back, moving up between her legs. My wife opened her legs and raised them, pointing her toes up at the night sky. Ray walked forward on his knees, his huge spear bouncing, until he made contact and sank almost the entire length smoothly into my wife's delicious body. Teresa's ass sank into the warm wet sand.
“Oh, fuck yes,” my bride growled.
I opened my mouth to protest but Marcy placed a finger across my lips. I don't know why I obeyed her. Ray lifted his ass and dropped it again, sending his hefty cock deep. Teresa cried out.
Their first time they fucked. This time they made love. The intimacy of their position skewered me; this was face-to-face, man on top, woman giving herself. They kissed sweetly and softly as his hips gently rose and fell. Teresa ran her hands all over his massive body, cupped his ass, held his face. My heart ached when she came the first time and ached worse with each orgasm she gave him. She was his new princess and he adored her even as he fucked her deep and steady. Each time she climaxed his pride grew.
His cock mastered her. Before my eyes she became his pet. Ray was a consummate lover and his intense and burning desire for her drove Teresa wild. She could not get enough of him. He wanted to own her beauty and she wanted to please him more than she had ever wanted to please any other man. She reached up and took hold of her feet and spread her legs as wide as possible. Ray feasted on her tits and mouth.
Much later, when he came inside her, she had her arms tightly around his neck and her heels buried in his buttocks, pulling him as deep as she could and forbidding him to leave.
Eventually we all dressed in silence and made our way back to the hotel. I mistakenly thought we were finished but Marcy and Ray had other plans. Marcy invited us to stay with them and I could not resist Teresa's pleading eyes. Besides, what was the point now? He was dripping out of her.
Teresa sent me ahead and stopped by our suite for something and then joined me in their room. She excused herself to use their bathroom and when she exited I discovered what she'd stopped for. My wife wore the sexiest lingerie I'd ever seen; snow-white and barely there, this was to have been her honeymoon gift to me, now presented to Ray. Thin lacy straps lifted her breasts and offered her nipples. Two more ran along the outside of her labia and accented them as well. Lacy garters held up sheer thigh-high stockings and a white lace choker circled her delicate throat. A pure white and completely see through shawl hung from her shoulders to her waist. She was a carnal Christmas present and Ray got to unwrap her. Marcy sat next to me and masturbated, glancing at my face often, as Ray inseminated my new bride again right away and again a few hours later. Marcy watched as her conquering man took my woman, wildly aroused by her man's masculine power.
They left two days later and we spent almost every minute with them until they did. Ray was a god. He got hard often and fucked Teresa every time he did. When he was soft the girls took turns sucking and licking his master dick. Somewhere in there we ate and slept and showered but mostly our time was spent watching Ray claim Teresa.
That first night with them it became too much for me and I started masturbating as they fucked. Marcy had a look of total victory on her face. She glowed with delight. My deep hurt was still present but Teresa looked so insanely sexy with a huge hard cock moving in and out of her my lust won. My hurt would rise to the surface each time they finished but as soon as they started again my excitement rose to smother it.
Once they left the island Teresa and I returned to our room. I wanted to talk about what had happened and my hurt feelings but she wouldn't have it. Each time I tried she kissed me and sucked my dick or started talking about how amazing Ray's hard cock felt. I'd lose track and sprout an erection and we'd never get back to the conversation.
Days later I tried one more time while we were lying in the sun on the beach surrounded by other people. She listened patiently for a while then stopped me.
“Brad, Honey, listen to me; let it go. You are only hurt because you think you're supposed to be. Search your feelings and I mean really honestly search. You liked it. You loved it. I took what I wanted and you got hard. Explain your erections any other way, I dare you. The truth is you will always have a wife that fucked another man on your honeymoon and you find that truth wildly erotic.”
She stopped talking as a family walked by.
“That's the truth, Honey. You loved it in your way as much as I loved it in mine. You're hurt because you felt a lack of control over me and that frightened you. Men love to control women. You think marrying me changed your percentage of ownership? You think that marriage license made you the boss of me? How about this reality; I can do any slutty thing I want and you'll let me. More than that; you'll welcome it. Your wife fucked another man on your honeymoon? You'll be jacking off to that fact the rest of your life.”
Wow. I wanted to come back at her, to argue, to tell her she was wrong about me. No way I could actually be the man she described. That man was despicable. That man was weak and pathetic. But I didn't argue. I chewed on everything she said and it upset me but a tiny voice in my head told me to keep my mouth shut, and I did.
After a while she spoke. “I'm not trying to be a hard-assed bitch, Baby. I swear I'm not. You're just not facing the truth. Let me prove something to you. See that lifeguard right there? I'm going to go ask him some questions and if I can I'm going to take him into that tower and suck his cock. You stay here and think about what you new wife is doing.”
She stood and gave my lips a peck and walked towards the lifeguard tower, her tiny green bikini barely covering her. Goddamn if I didn't spring an erection when the guard put down his binoculars and ushered her into the tower after just a few minutes. The door closed and my penis went rock hard. I rolled onto my stomach.
Twenty minutes later I heard the sand next to me crunch. Her bikini top was tied differently as were her bottoms. Her cheeks were flush and her nipples twin bumps of raised green fabric.
I waited for her to say something.
“Hard?” she asked. I chuckled. What could I do?
“Yes,” I answered.
“Good.”
She settled back into her chair. I glanced up at the lifeguard as she returned her attention to her magazine. He glanced in our direction every few minutes until his shift ended and he drove away.
I couldn't stand it anymore.
“How was it? What happened?”
“Finally! Damn, Brad, you're stubborn. He was really cute with a great body but only about as big as you. I let him eat my pussy and suck my tits. Then I sucked him until he was ready to cum and left him dripping with saliva and sat my ass down on him. I rubbed my clit while I rode him and when he shot into my ass I came. It was pretty hot. He wanted my number but I told him no. He was so confused.”
My dick was ready to burst.
“Come on,” I ordered. “We are going back to the hotel room.”
She jumped right up and began collecting her things. More and more I loved stumbling across the evidence of her infidelities; when Ray fucked her he'd left her pussy pink and puffy. Sam would leave occasional hickeys and bite marks. I found dried cum around her asshole after the lifeguard. All these things turned me on and excited me to unheard of levels. The more I allowed myself to embrace this slutty wife life, the more aroused I became. Or sex was intens
e and we both came explosively.
She had me wear a condom again which really confused me. She said, “If I need to end a pregnancy I need to know the baby is not ours. I would hate myself the rest of my life if I did that. This way we know for certain it is not yours.”
Sound logic. Twisted all out of shape, but sound.
She went on. “I promise, once we know I'm not pregnant, if I have any more … dalliances... I'll make them wear the condom so you and I can continue trying to make a baby.”
When we got home we discovered over the break Sam had dropped out of college due to grades. Fine with me. I was a little tired of the Simple Sam charm and when Teresa said nothing I knew she was too. Time to close the book on that guy.
In short order we were back to our school routine with one twist; any time I got a call or text from Teresa I had to prepare myself for what I would find. I assumed she'd want to replace Sam with some other guy and I was nervous who he would be. I was jumpy but soon learned Teresa was focused on grades. We were down to the last semester and she wanted to end on a high note. I agreed and we helped each other do our best.
We saw Brian more often and he joined us for dinner or studied with us. Teresa went right back to her scantily clad flirtatious ways but Brian was a rock. I think the more he resisted the harder she tried. I was nervous at first but they were totally cool with each other and my wife never gave any indication she would break my one rule. As time passed they actually became great friends. She saw in him what I saw in him and we became a family of three; Teresa was his little sister, albeit a smoking hot and sexy little sister.
One night Teresa and I got home from the grocery store and Brian had someone in his bedroom she was vocal. I didn't recognize the voice and neither did Teresa. Brian was really pounding her and she was losing her mind. Teresa and I stood in the kitchen listening and she slowly brought her hand up to her breast.
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