Their Tempting Bride (Bridgewater Brides)

by Lacey Davis

  A shy smile crossed her face. “I think that’s a lovely idea.”

  Taking her hand, together they climbed the porch then jumped over the threshold and into the house. Even that was a struggle as his stump didn’t like being slammed hard against the floor.

  As they entered the house, he remembered that he had yet to claim their wedding kiss. Pulling her against his body, he felt her stomach press against his rigid cock. “Welcome home, wife.”

  She licked her lips, nervously. “Thank you.”

  Unable to resist her any longer, his lips covered hers, tasting and sampling, she clung to him as he gave her the kiss that he knew Daniel longed to have given her in the courthouse. It was a kiss that promised nights of passion and pleasure in ways this girl never dreamed of. The kiss was an assurance of things to come.

  When she moaned, he released her lips and smiled. “Now that’s how I want to be welcomed home every night.”

  “Yes,” she whispered, her eyes wide, her lips swollen.

  “Sir,” he told her.

  “Yes, sir,” she said.

  Instead of looking at the house, she gazed up into his eyes, her own filled with desire.

  “Let’s get the lamps lit and the water for your bath going before Daniel returns,” he said, walking with a limp away from her.

  Soon they would strip the clothes from her and he wanted the light in the room to reflect off her silken skin. He had waited years for a woman like her, and tonight was the culmination of those dreams.

  “Your home is lovely,” she said, gazing about the main room with the fireplace. A door led to the kitchen along the back wall, and while they had barely used the new stove, she would be given plenty of opportunity to fix their meals.

  “Where will I sleep?” she asked.

  A grin spread across his face. Their wife was such an innocent.

  “Between us,” he said. “We have an extra-large bed made for when we married.”

  “Oh,” she said blushing.

  Daniel walked through the door, carrying the large copper tub. “Is the water ready?”

  “Not yet,” Martin told him. “Grab some towels and the shaving kit.”

  At the word shaving kit, Georgia tilted her head and gazed at them.

  “It’s all right, honey, we’re going to make you feel so good tonight,” Daniel said, coming over to her. “There is some fresh fruit in the cabinet. Why don’t you cut it up and we’ll have a little snack before…”

  Martin almost laughed. What was he going to say? Before we take your pussy? Your virginity? We explore every inch of that gorgeous body you have hidden under that dress?

  Daniel grinned at him and he knew they were both thinking about eating a clean, shaven pussy. Tonight would be about making their bride comfortable with their bodies, their cocks, and teaching her about men and women making love. About giving her pleasure.

  But first, they had to put their bride at ease. They were in no hurry and he hoped she enjoyed fucking as much as they did.

  Martin put the water on to boil. While the water heated, they sat at the table. Soon, she joined them, putting a bowl of cut up fruit in front of them.

  This was a good time to let her learn what they expected.

  “Tonight, we will start your training.”

  “Training?” she asked innocently.

  “You’ll soon learn,” Martin said, not wanting to scare her, though his cock was ready to burst from his pants.

  “The main thing to remember is that we have your best interest at heart. So obey us and you’ll be fine. Disobey us and you will be punished.”

  “With a spanking?” she said.

  “Yes,” Daniel replied.

  She licked her lips. The water was hot and the moment had arrived to coax their bride into her bath.

  “The water is ready,” Martin said as he carried two steaming bucketfuls up the stairs toward the bedroom. “Wait here,” he told her.

  Lifting the tub, Daniel followed.

  When they had her bath set up, Martin went down for her while Daniel filled the tub with sweet smelling bath salts they’d bought with this day in mind.

  “Honey, come on, it’s going to be all right. If you’re not ready, we’ll wait.”

  She swallowed and rose from the table. “My trunk. I’d feel better with my things here that I need at night.”

  Martin smiled and took her hand and led her up the stairs, his cock near to bursting with pain and excitement. Yes, he told her they would wait. He was going to make certain she was begging them to take her by the time he finished with her.

  When they entered the room, Daniel had removed his clothes. Georgia’s mouth dropped open and she gave a little gasp at the sight of Daniel nude. His cock hard and jutting out from his body like a mighty sword.

  “Your body and our bodies are for each other’s pleasure,” Martin told her. “Tonight is all about you and your first time. We want to make you happy.”

  “But what if I’m not ready?”

  Her eyes were filled with fright and she almost looked like she was ready to run. Martin pulled her into his arms and held her.

  “It’s our job to make you ready. If you’re not begging for us, then we’ve not done our job properly. And we start now,” Martin told her.

  Like a delicious piece of candy, he began to unwrap her. Turning her back to him, he unbuttoned her dress. He could feel her trembling and knew she was nervous. Just like he feared her seeing his leg for the first time.

  When he had undone the dress, he slowly peeled it from her shoulders, letting it slide all the way to the floor. She stepped out of the dress and he began to work on her corset. As he untied the cumbersome garment, he tossed it aside to the floor.

  “Never wear that again. Do you understand?”

  “But every lady wears a petticoat, corset, camisole, and knickers. You’ve now taken my corset and knickers,” she said with a gasp.

  “And I’m not done,” he said as he untied her petticoat. All that remained was her camisole. “We want you naked under your dress.”

  “Why?”

  Martin pressed his cock between her cheeks. “Our woman will be available to us at any time.”

  “Oh,” she said, her eyes widening as he twirled her around to face them.

  Standing before them in nothing more than her shift, she looked tense, yet her nipples pebbled beneath the cotton material. Unable to resist, Martin leaned down and sucked one into his mouth, cloth and all. She jumped, but then she rolled her head back and moaned.

  Through the outline of the white cloth, he could see the dark hair covering her pussy. The hair he wanted to remove.

  Martin slid around to press against her back, ramming his rock-hard cock into her ass.

  “Relax. Your men are going to pleasure you.”

  With a gasp, her knees almost buckled and she whimpered.

  With a yank, Daniel removed her shift and she stood before them, naked. Trim waist, long legs, breasts with dark areolas, and nipples just begging to be sucked. Nervous, she placed her hands over her breasts and pussy.

  “No, never cover yourself from us,” Daniel said, yanking her hands away. “Dear God, you’re beautiful.”

  Her breasts were full and rounded and Martin wrapped his arms around her, his hands cupping those sweet tempting orbs. As he played with her nipples, pulling, stretching them, her eyes darkened with arousal. Oh, yes, she enjoyed their touch.

  Laying her head back against Martin’s shoulder, she closed her eyes.

  “Look at me,” Daniel commanded. “You’re our woman. Never forget it.”

  “Yes, sir,” she whispered.

  Slowly, she glanced at him from beneath her hooded gaze and moaned as Martin continued fondling her breasts.

  “Time for your bath,” Daniel took her hand.

  “Oh,” she said as he helped her into the tub.

  When she sank into the warm water, Daniel stood beside her, his cock in his hand, rubbing his member. �
�Look at my cock. This is what you do to me. Your body is soft as silk and you’re shaped like a goddess. And when you smile at me, I get hard.”

  A timid smile crossed her face. “Really?”

  “Yes,” Martin said. “My cock is like a rock because of you.”

  Timidly, she reached out and touched the head of Daniel’s penis. The man groaned as she leaned back in the tub, her fingers exploring the head of his shaft. Martin knelt beside the tub and picked up the washcloth and the bar of soap. Slowly he started at her neck, trailing the rag down her arms, her chest, giving extra attention to her nipples before he continued down her stomach and her legs, washing her, rubbing her, not letting any crevices escape his attention.

  When he reached her pussy, she spread her legs and he swiped the cloth across her lips, opening them. His finger trailed across her clit and she jumped at the touch. A moan escaped her and she gasped.

  “What did you do? That felt so good,” she moaned.

  Their woman was responsive and Martin couldn’t be happier. Soon he or Daniel would have her begging for his cock.

  “I stroked your clit,” Martin told her, wanting to be certain she understood what was happening to her.

  “Up on your hands and knees,” Daniel commanded. “Good girl,” he said as he took the rag from Martin and explored her backside.

  She jumped. A whimper escaped her as he ran the rag over her ass and his finger touched her puckered rosebud. But she didn’t try to move away, instead she leaned back toward his hand and he rubbed his finger over the sensitive flesh around her anus. Her breathing accelerated and she moaned.

  “Someday soon, when you’re properly trained and ready, we’re going to take you in both holes.”

  She gasped. “Won’t it hurt?”

  “Not, if we do it right,” Martin told her.

  “As our wife, we’re going to take you in your pussy, your ass, and your mouth,” Daniel explained.

  Her brows drew down and she began to try to rise. “I can’t do this. I’m afraid. I need to go home.”

  “Georgia,” Daniel said in a soothing voice, “relax, we’re going to take care of you. We’re going to make you feel so good.”

  Martin took her face and had her look at him. “We’re your men. And we will decide how to use your body. But you will always experience pleasure. Your home is here with us now.”

  She licked her lips and took a deep breath. He could see she was trying her best to regain control of the fear that momentarily got the best of her.

  “All right. Just be gentle with me.”

  Martin wanted to laugh, but he didn’t. They would be gentle with her at first. But soon, they would have her begging for them to take her.

  Daniel’s hands were once again rubbing over her naked skin. A moan escaped from her and he could see her eyes darken and her puckered nipples growing tighter.

  Unable to resist, Martin reached out and twisted one. She moaned and gazed into his eyes, her mouth open. Oh, how he wanted to shove his cock in there, but she wasn’t ready.

  Daniel reached into the water and put his fingers on her clit while he ran his fingers over her ass. On her hands and knees, she couldn’t escape as they brought her to the brink of an orgasm.

  “What are you doing to me?” she cried, her voice raspy, her breathing harsh.

  “Your body is getting ready to come.”

  “Oh, no.” Suddenly a shiver ran through her and she almost collapsed in the water as pleasure rocked her. Daniel held her up.

  When it was over, she stared at them, her breathing heavy. Their woman was ready and he couldn’t wait to shove his dick inside her to give her pleasure.

  “Let’s get her out of the tub and shave her,” he said as he glanced at Daniel. His friend’s dick was leaking fluid and it appeared at any moment he was going to explode, and Martin was still in his clothes.

  He nodded and helped her to stand. Daniel wrapped a bath sheet around her.

  “What are you going to shave?”

  “Your pussy,” Daniel said as he laid Georgia on the bed.

  Gently he pushed her back, letting her feet dangle above the floor. He spread her legs, his fingers trailing over her folds. “I can’t wait to taste you.”

  “What?”

  “I’m going to put my mouth here,” he said as his fingers ran through her folds.

  Martin handed Daniel the straight razor and a shaving cup filled with lather.

  Her eyes turned fearful. “I don’t understand.”

  Daniel grinned as he slid off the bed and crawled between her legs.

  With his mouth he touched her folds, her jaw opened wide. While his tongue explored her clit, she gripped the bath sheet.

  “Aargh,” she mumbled. “Oh.”

  Martin watched as he spread her lower lips, his tongue diving inside her. She raised her hips and it was the most enticing thing he’d ever seen as he watched her claw the sheets trying to control the pleasure rocking her.

  “Stop,” she moaned.

  Daniel halted, raised his lips from her. Then his hand came down and lightly spanked her pussy. With a gasp, her eyes flared open and she stared at him as heat blazed in her gaze.

  “When we are in the bedroom, never tell us what to do. We are in control,” Daniel said. “You will call us, sir. We will do whatever we want to you. But we will always give you pleasure.”

  Daniel spanked her once again between her legs. But this time she whimpered. He spanked her again landing on her clit. Swollen, red, her little clit poked out, so responsive.

  The next time he spanked her clit, she came, shuddering and crying out his name. He plunged his fingers inside her and she cried out as pleasure rocked through her.

  “Daniel,” she cried.

  In amazement, Daniel glanced at him. Their wife liked having her pussy spanked.

  Slowly, he stood and grinned down at her. “Now, do you understand?”

  In the grip of passion, she couldn’t respond.

  Daniel pulled her legs back and spread her wide.

  Martin dipped the brush in the lather and then trailed it over her clit, lower and lower, all the way to her back entrance. Then he took the razor and slowly slid it over her pussy lips.

  Daniel held her legs open as he ran the razor over each lip, removing the hair. Taking the towel, he gently removed any remaining lather. She was clean shaven and he knew they had held back for as long as they could.

  His cock was ready to explode and yet he didn’t want her to see his leg and be frightened by the scars.

  Gazing into her eyes, he could see the heat blazing there. She looked ready to fuck.

  “Now, we’re going to take you,” Martin said as he stood and began to remove his clothes. “Now we’re going to claim you.”

  9

  Georgia knew how babies were created. She had known on her wedding night her husband would take her virginity. But what these men had done to her, she never knew could happen or be experienced. She wasn’t prepared for the way they made her feel.

  The way her body responded to their touch. The feel of their fingers on her ass, the feel of their mouths on her clit or the way that Daniel spanked her pussy. She had been so unprepared for what they were doing to her, and yet already she experienced not one, but two, amazing moments of unbridled pleasure where she felt like the earth had spun around and around.

  No one mentioned how desire would culminate in a brilliant flash of color and feelings all centered in her middle. No one told her that the woman experienced pleasure just as much as the man.

  Now she was about to lose her virginity, her innocence. And she couldn’t wait.

  Martin, kneeled between her legs. “I’m going to take your virginity now. I’m going to claim you as our wife.”

  She licked her lips nervously and tried to glance down to see his damaged leg. But he had wrapped a cloth around it, so she could not see his wounds.

  Daniel moved to her side, took her hand and placed it around his cock.
The skin was velvety smooth and he moved her hand up and down his large organ. It was rock hard and the tip was leaking fluid.

  She felt Martin’s fingers on her clit as he stroked the folds between her legs. A gasp escaped her at the sensations that exploded between her legs.

  “I can’t wait to fuck you,” Daniel said. “I’m going to shove my cock so far in you that you’re going to scream my name.”

  Of the two, she realized Daniel was the more aggressive man and Martin was soft and gentler, though she didn’t think for a moment that he wouldn’t be aggressive if he had to be. And she, honestly, kind of liked it when they were more dominant.

  Martin’s cock was at the entrance to her pussy and she tensed knowing the inevitable was about to happen. She was about to lose her virginity.

  “It will only take a moment and then the fun can begin,” Martin said as he laid over the top of her.

  For a second, she felt panic and then he touched her bottom. His finger swirled around her ass and she gasped at the sensations.

  With one hand on her pussy, stroking her there and one on her ass, she was in the middle of a firestorm raging inside her body.

  On their own, her hips raised to meet him and he placed his cock at her entrance and gave a little shove. She felt her body stretching to accept him and then he hit her maiden head. With a shove, he drove his way into her body.

  A gasp escaped her at the sudden pain and the fullness that overwhelmed her. She could feel him deep inside her as he paused to let her adjust to being filled with his cock.

  “Oh my God, she feels so tight. I can’t hold back,” Martin said with a groan.

  He began to move inside her and she groaned as the tingles filled her body.

  “Baby, I’m not going to last long. Not this first time. Tell me when you think you’re going to come,” he said to her.

  It was all still so new to her, she wasn’t certain. All she knew was the last time, it had sprang on her like a sudden storm, cascading through her.

  She begin to move her hips in time with his and he gasped at the way they moved in sync. “Clench my cock,” he rasped. "Clench my cock with your pussy.”