James Elliott - A Bride For The Whole Family

"Beautiful," he whispered almost to himself.

A definitely pleased smile on her lips, she opened her arms to him and he came, sitting on the side of the bed and leaning over her. His hands were at the sides of her face, tenderly brushing her cheeks and toying with the softness of her hair. In silence, their eyes spoke the words of their love as they gazed at each other for a few brief moments.

Leaning further down, his lips were on hers in a light, brushing kiss.

Waves of gooseflesh rippled over her as his chest was on hers with a warm gentle pressure. The stiff tips of her nipples tingled even harder and stabbed into the man above her. Just soaking in the feel of him, her hands roved over his back, reveling in the smoothness of his skin and the roll of his muscles beneath.

His lips moved away for an instant, then he was back. His tongue teased invitingly at her lips until they parted and his oral digit entered the humid warmth of her mouth. Pressin his weight harder against her yielding willingness, his tongue darted around in the sweet harbor it had found. She welcomed him, tightening her arms around his back and using her own tongue to taunt over and around the invader swirling at the roof of her mouth.

He withdrew and she followed. Probing toward his throat, her tongue drilled eagerly into his mouth. Twirling and flicking, she teased the growing glow of love-lust stirring within his body. Then his teeth lightly clamped down on her swirling oral probe, holding it securely.

He sucked at its provocative softness until she moaned and writhed with pleasure under him.

When he finally released the captive digit, his mouth left hers and his tongue was flicking its way over her ear lobe. He worked until he could feel the shivering trembles of her excitement, then he let his teeth nibble for several moments.

Low moans rolled up from her throat as his lips moved down the long graceful arch of her neck. Lightly kissing, he took control of her body. A body he knew and had learned to arouse to its fullest during their year together. He controlled and affected her like no other man had been able to do. This was not a man taking a virgin bride, but an expert lover having his woman, giving and taking to please and be pleased.

His mouth drifting with tantalizing slowness toward the waiting bulges of her breasts, he slid into the bed beside her, delighting as she trembled along the length of his body.

Her hands were far from still. They roamed down his spine, finding the cheeks of his ass. With titilating dexterity, her fingertips taunted at his buttocks and the deep crease between the tightening demiglobes.

Like feathers of loving caress, she played, forcing his ass muscles to draw up hard and ready.

His own hands were on her tits, sizing up the full circumference of the enticing forms. Around the bountiful mounds of flesh, his fingers circled, exciting in the summery warmth they found. In spiralling fashion, his palms climbed the sloped curves of her breasts.

Squirming under him, one of her hands left his ass and clamped urgently around the shaft of man meat throbbing at his groin, as his fingers reached out and tapped the hard nipples at the crests of the two peaking tits. Squeezing him, her hand was hot and demanding.

Suddenly his mouth dropped down, capturing one of the stiff little buds. He sucked and pulled at the rubbery tip until she moaned and her hand jerked at his pulsing pole of cock. Then his teeth bit lightly into the button seized by his lips.

Fire flamed through the aching nipple, when his mouth abruptly retreated and then attacked the sister button of flesh. She groaned and quivered as her want for this man she now called "husband" grew. She was his! His to do with as he pleased!

Harder and harder his lips sucked at the sexually burning bud of her breast. Her back arched up, shoving the luxurious pillow of her tit flesh into his face and licking as she moaned and writhed under his ministrations.

Her whole body jolted as one of his hands left its firm hold on her breasts and slid down over her stomach to grasp the far-covered mound waiting between her spread thighs. Her lust-inflamed pelvis twitched and pushed into his palm.

Firmly squeezing the fleshy mound of woman-sex, he easily slid a finger into the wet warmth of her cunt. She twitched and rotated the hungry lips of her pussy, trying to impale herself on the taunting digit of his explorations-a wish he complied with in a driving plunge that drilled his finger into the caressing hole of her vagina.

Easily, his finger pumped in and out of the oil-slicked channel, while he tickled another fingertip between the pouting cleft of her outer lips. Upward the inquisitive digit taunted along the wet crease of her snatch, to cajole the tiny bud of her clitoris out from under its hood of skin. She groaned and twitched as the dual sensations of his mouth at her tit and his vigorously fucking fingers sent ardent waves of pleasure through her body. Her hips hunched into his hands, caught in the rhythm of his fingers. His control of her was complete. Her whole being begged for him to open her with the thick, swollen shaft she clutched in her hand.

"Now!" she moaned, tugging at the throbbing lance her body pleaded for.

"Now! Please! Give it to me now!"

Pulling his lips from her tit with a wet "pop," his mouth once more was hers and his tongue was striving to slither into her throat. Her legs spread even wider, opening to him as he rolled atop her waiting nakedness. Each of his hands found and squeezed the fleshy orbs that jutted up to him from her chest. She moaned and squirmed under the sweet agony of his hands, while her own hand still clutching the pulsing column of flesh between his thighs, guided it between the outer lips of her labia. Thick and engorged, the bulbous mass of his cockshead throbbed and jerked within the soft confines of her slit.

Then, in an easy twitch of his pelvis, he slid his shaft into the welllubricated channel of her cunt. Deep, sinking to his hilt, he glided into the moist clutchy folds of her vagina.

She grunted and quivered as he entered. Big, hard, and swollen, his cock filled her to the brim. He jerked and pulsed with virile life that packed the tunnel of her sex. Her hand slipped from his crotch and returned to join its sister, clinging to the hard mounds of his buttocks.

"Fuck me!" she whispered-moaned, pulling her mouth from his. "Fuck me hard, my husband!"

Releasing his holds on her tits, he raised himself on his elbows, smiling down with pleasure at the woman-his wife-who lay beneath him. The stiff nipples of her breasts still stabbed into his chest, as she writhed languidly under the deep impalement of his sex.

Responding to her desires, his hips whipped back, wrenching the thick column of his cock from the clinging velvet channel of her belly. Then he slammed himself forward, drilling full length into the loving saddle of lust he rode.

She groaned and her head rolled wantonly on her shoulders as she accepted and welcomed the hard rod of stiff meat cramming back inside her. He pulled out again and she moaned as the lust-filled head of his prick strained the walls of her pussy in its exit. He plunged once again.

The sudden invasion drew a sharp cry of delight from her lips. The tight, young muscles of her cunt contracted into a sheath of squeezing delight, surrounding his lusty stalk of manliness. His hips jerked upward, then lunged down again, burying the hard rod of flesh deeper into her yielding cunt.

Her hands dug into his ass, her nails biting his flesh with aroused need. As he pumped and poled into the core of her quick, she urged him on, pulling him hard with each downstroke of his groin. Her legs crossed around his, locking him to her in the rising desperation of her desire.

Long, hard and big, he shafted into the spongy mouth of her belly. She groaned and writhed under the constant skewering lance that opened and reopened her. She clutched him and begged and pleaded for more.