Michael Jaeggers - Honeymoon hotel

Almost frantic now with fear and nervousness, Sue pressed the manager to stay for a "toast." She didn't want to be left alone with Dick.

The manager merely smiled and said, "Oh, no! The champagne is just for the two of you lovebirds. Congratulations to you both. Have a goodnight."

The door clicked behind him, and the nightmare began. Dick tried to take her in his arms, but she reflexively put both hands against his chest and pushed back. "What's wrong?" he asked genuinely perplexed.

"Nothing," she lied. "Just a splitting headache… I'll take an aspirin and be all right in a little while. Maybe you should take a shower?"

He looked concerned. "Is there anything I can do?"

"No. It'll go away. Take a shower."

Dick grinned in mistaken understanding. "Ah… I bet I know. You want to get rid of me while you change your clothes… and get into something more… ah… comfortable." He wriggled his eyebrows.

Sue anxiously seized the remark. "Yes! Yes, darling!"

"All right. One shower coming up." Dick laughed and took off his coat. He opened the suitcase and brought out a new pair of blue silk pajamas. He held them up for her inspection. "Pretty sexy, eh? Just wait until you see them on me." He kissed her passionately, then disappeared into the bathroom. A moment later, she heard the water being run and his voice raised in song.

Quickly, she removed her clothes and slipped into the white peignoir purchased for the honeymoon. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, and she blushed in shame. When she had tried the negligee on in the store she had been wearing panties under it. Now, however, it clearly showed the small dark triangle of her pubic hair and the brown nipples of her breasts. She opened the bed, climbed in, and pulled the covers up around her throat. Two minutes later Dick, somewhat flustered, came out of the bathroom. The reason for his chagrin was plainly evident; the front of his PJ bottom bulged out as though he had a huge banana protruding from between his legs.

"It must be something they put in the soap," he said, making a feeble joke.

Sue did not laugh; she cringed deeper into the bed. Although she had felt his penis through his trousers before and although he had touched her with it before, never – not in her wildest imaginations – had she conceived it was as big as it seemed to be. Through the pajamas it appeared to be at least twice as large as Petey's had been.

Now she knew what her mother had been trying to say; no woman's body could safely take that huge bulging staff. It would split her apart like a Parker House roll. She whimpered when Dick came alongside the bed. That… that thing was only inches away from her head as he turned out the light. Then she felt the covers being pulled back and Dick's body and his huge male organ of destruction pressing against her side. Without preliminaries, he kissed her – possessively at first and then with rapidly increasing passion. She responded only perfunctorily when he tried to shove his tongue down her throat.

Dick drew back from her. He leaned over on one elbow, "What's wrong, darling?" he asked.

"Nothing," the word was said so softly it was almost inaudible as she lay there transfixed with fright.

"Are you nervous?"

She leapt at the remark as though it were a life ring. Perhaps if she admitted to it, he would leave her alone tonight. So she said, "Yes… terribly nervous."

Dick laughed. "Well, then. We'll just have to take care of that nervousness. I've got just the thing to remove nervous strain. Leave everything to me." He kissed her neck and his hot wet tongue traced a design down to the top of her gown. She felt his hands pull down the straps of her gown, then he began caressing her bare breasts. She felt nothing except the fearing pounding within her heart. He bent forward and glued his lips to the left breast, and his teeth playfully bit and teased the nipple. Soon his hands moved like conquerors across her taut belly and sought the hem of her gown. He pulled it up so her loins were naked and open to him. Slowly, using his middle finger, he began moving it between her thighs and up and down across the length of her vaginal lips. There was none of the excitement she had felt the night at the beach… none of the beauty and none of the fire. Only numbness – a deadening absence of sensation. Sue quivered in fright, and Dick took the motion to mean that she was shivering in excitement. "Like that," he asked, not waiting for an answer. He tweaked her clitoris. She felt nothing, could feel nothing. It was as though her body now was elsewhere. Her husband was fondling a wax statue.

Then Dick suddenly rose up in bed. She felt him struggling with his pajamas. He removed his top… then kicked the bottoms out of bed where they lay in a heap on the floor. When he stretched out full-length beside her, she could feel the hair on his chest against her bare shoulder, his hairy legs against her smooth ones, and – and that thing! – which seemed hotter and larger than ever.

She was absolutely cold with terror when Dick gently spread her legs apart. Then he swung his legs over her thigh and put his knee between her legs. A moment later he was hovering over her and kneeling between her legs. Sue lay there, close to panic, trembling with a fear that Dick mistakenly accepted as desire.

She felt him fumbling for a moment, then the head of his hardened penis was pressing against the still dry lips of her vagina. When he touched her with it, it was as if someone had stuck a soldering iron against her bare unprotected skin.

"Don't hurt me, Dick… please. Oh, God… don't hurt me," she whimpered, trying to press herself into the mattress.

Dick was breathing heavily and he did not answer. He still reacted in a gentle fashion, however. He slowly pushed forward, spreading the sparse young pubic hair and the head of his cock slipped into the virginal portals of her vagina. She winced, "You're hurting me."

He moved the head of his prick in and out between the red full lips of her vagina; he did not seek to penetrate, merely to lubricate it. In spite of all her fear, Sue could feel a moistness beginning down there as her body responded automatically. Perhaps, she thought, it will be all right, after all.

Then, he began to really hurt her when he attempted to push it in even further between her thighs. "No… Dick… Stop!" Dick stopped. And she repeated, "You're hurting me."

It was then he said it. She heard it and interpreted it as a confirmation of everything her mother had tried to warn her about. He said, "It always hurts a little the first couple of times."

"No, then. I don't want to do it!" she whimpered.

"Yes, you do," he insisted, and pressed his now heavily throbbing cock in a bit further.

"No… please." She felt as though he were already ripping her apart and he had only the head in – what would happen when he tried to insert the other seven inches?

Suddenly, Dick made one hard long thrusting motion. "Gaaaaghhh," she screamed. His hips fell heavily between her wide-spread thighs, and she was pinned like a helpless butterfly to the bed.

"No… God! No," she cried aloud. "Help me…" The words simply goaded Dick on to almost a maniacal frenzy. He shoved his pelvis hard into her squirming defenseless crotch… seeking to reach that soft yielding belly that had been denied to him for over a year. She was squealing like a stuck pig as his cock reached the hymen and ripped through it like tissue paper touched with a glowing red poker. She splayed her legs out widely in the air in an effort to spread her cunt even wider – seeking to ease the agony… but it was hopeless. The cruel impalement was killing her, and he still did not have it all the way in. Down, down, down, ever deeper his rampaging cock ripped until she could feel the agonizing head of it finally coming to rest buried all the way to what seemed to be her navel. His rigid fleshy column was there only a second; he didn't even give her a chance to adjust to it. His motions – back and forth – became a wild demented thing. He pulled out, slammed it in – seemingly attempting to drive it ever deeper into her tortured pain-filled belly. Finally – and it seemed an eternity, although it couldn't have been more than a minute or two later, she felt his prick begin to throb as the hot eager cum spurted from him and flooded her virginal womb.