As Tod took my arm and led me out of the courthouse, I put my hand in his, our fingers intertwined. I felt as if I were floating, as if it was all a dream. A tear rolled down my cheek, then another. More tears came until my mascara started rolling down with them in long black streaks, yet I was smiling. Overwhelmed with love, overjoyed at being on this man's arm as his loving wife. These tears I didn't mind, in fact they just made me even happier. They weren't the first I had shed over Tod, but they were the first happy ones.
The very first were over five years earlier. We had spent the day together picnicking at a quiet, secluded spot in a woodsy park.
Sitting in his car, Tod began to squirm a little. He surprised me when he grabbed my hand and put it on his crotch. "My dick's so hard it hurts. Take care of it for me?" he said. I could feel it grow through his pants. I looked at him in horror.
"Don't act so shocked, you know you want to," Tod said as he unzipped his pants.
I was horrified not because he wanted a hand job, but because he obviously knew I was aching to do it. Tentatively I pulled his penis out and took hold of it. I began to stroke it slowly as he leaned back. My hand moved faster and faster as he moaned his approval. When Tod let out a heavy sigh I knew he was about to cum. I cupped my other hand over the tip of his penis and felt the warm sticky juice coat my palm.
I thought for a second as both of us stared at my semen covered fingers. Emboldened by the fact that he'd already figured me out, I licked my fingers and palms clean. I was taken aback at the thrill I felt at Tod watching me greedily licking his cum from my hands.
"Damn that was good," he said "but we have to get going, I have a date tonight." It was the first of many nights I spent crying in my pillow over him as I watched him go on dates with beautiful girls clawing for his attention.
Things were different now. My persistence and my tears had finally paid off as Tod and I left the courtroom as husband and wife. All those beautiful girls he dated over the years, and yet Tod chose me, Lisa. He wiped the tears from my cheeks and kissed me, bringing me back to the moment as my prince swept me off my feet.
I lifted the hem of my wedding gown slightly and we descended the courthouse steps, where a long white limousine awaited us. We climbed in and the limo sped off toward our resort hotel.
I had worked to lose weight since I had determined to make Tod my husband, and when he picked me up and carried me across the threshold of our honeymoon suite I knew my hard work had paid off. He set me down scooped me into his arms and kissed me. He unzipped my gown. It dropped to the floor and there I stood in front of my man in only my lingerie and heels.
I smiled at him and slowly dropped to my knees, looking up at him. It felt so natural, I felt like on my knees in front of him was just where I belonged. My heart pounded with excitement as I unzipped his pants and lowered them to his ankles. The bulge in his briefs grew larger as I kissed and sucked on it. I knew I was doing it right because the bulge in his underwear was soaking wet with his juice. I let my lips and tongue linger; the taste of him on the wet fabric drove me wild with desire. I slid down his underwear and wrapped my lips around the tip of his now throbbing dick. I sucked it and circled it with my tongue as I stroked the shaft slowly. As I went down further on his shaft, I looked up at him to see him smiling in approval. I bobbed my head faster, his hard cock filling my mouth. I felt him pulsating on my lips as they slid back and forth on his dick. He grabbed the back of my head to push it in deeper. I gagged slightly but kept it in and worked on it faster. When his balls finally hit my chin, he threw his head back and groaned, "Ohhh yeah, thatta girl!"
When it seemed he could take no more Tod lifted me to my feet and kissed me with a passion I'd waited five years to feel. He picked me up, tossed me on the bed, and climbed on top of me. He kissed me and rubbed his penis on my soft, wet panties. He slid them off me. He sniffed them and licked them as he stood over me on the bed, slapping my cheeks with his dick. He grabbed my head and plunged his cock in my waiting mouth. He held the bed rail as his hips rocked wildly. His balls slapped my chin as the head of his dick pounded the back of my throat. I desperately tried not to gag on it as he continued to drive his cock down my throat. Finally gathering myself I managed to start bobbing my head in rhythm with his thrusts. I grabbed his hips to push him as far in as I could take him.
Suddenly he stopped and rolled me flat on my belly. He spread my butt cheeks and buried his face between them. He licked up and down between my cheeks; he put a finger inside me and then two. I squirmed and squealed with pleasure. I could feel the head of his penis poke inside me. "Fuck me Tod," I begged him as his hard shaft slid inside me. I loved the feel of all his weight on top of me as he rocked his hips. The slapping sound of his pelvis excited me with each thrust. If there was any pain I didn't notice because I was so overwhelmed with passion and love. His breathing was heavy and his sweat dropped on my back as he continued to punish my butt.
Tod rolled off me onto his back seemingly spent, but I wasn't done with him. I straddled him and lowered myself onto his erection. I laid myself on him and felt my nipples press against his chest as I kissed him long slow and deep. Slowly I rolled my hips and then began to rock back and forth on his dick, still hard and throbbing inside me.
A few minutes of my gyrating on him seemed to revive Tod. I bounced a little as he tossed me off him onto my back. He grabbed my ankles and pushed my legs over my head. My high heels made quite a thump as they actually hit the wall above me. There was no starting gently this time. I shrieked with pleasure as he immediately put his penis in me as deep as he could and began to thrust as hard and fast as he could. He moaned, he grunted loudly.
I sucked on his fingers both for my own pleasure but also to stifle my screaming. Watching him grimace and sweat as he gave me every inch he had drove me over the edge. Tod didn't miss a beat as I exploded spurting wave after wave of cum on his chest. I looked up at him, and saw what I hadn't before. I saw love in his eyes and felt it in his thrusts. This time, there would be no leaving for a date. This time he was mine alone; my husband.
He pulled out of me and straddled my face. I hurriedly grabbed his dick and stroked it while I sucked the tip. He let out a loud gasp as he released a hot load of his juice in my mouth; I wanted every drop but couldn't swallow fast enough. When he finally finished, his cum had filled my mouth, dripped all over my lips, and even splattered my face. I swallowed every bit I could and then licked up the rest as Tod collapsed next to me. We kissed, and he wrapped me in his arms. We fell asleep with my head resting on his chest.
The wedding of my dreams had turned into the wedding night of my fantasies.
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