George Tipton: Wild hot bride

God, he was married! Oh well, he'd just have to get used to it, he guessed.

"Get ready, baby, cuz here it comes!"

Pam cried out almost as if he had stabbed her as his cock was suddenly thrust deep up inside of her. Her legs lifted up off the bed and curled around his body, ensuring the deep penetration they both enjoyed.

Scott grunted as all of his many inches of cock-meat were quickly surrounded by Pam's soft, moist cunt-hole. His prick surged in the tunnel of her cunt and he jerked it back out. It certainly wouldn't do for him to come so quickly on his wedding night.

Then, waiting a moment, the tip of his prick lolling around the mouth of her cunt, he thrust forward again. This time he felt in charge of their fuck, as if he could fuck all day. What a pleasant thought, he said to himself, fucking all day, every day.

Pam's legs twisted up around his back, holding him to her and giving her cunt a very sexy angle. Scott fucked down into her, her elastic cunt-muscles staying right with his slipping and sliding cock, caressing it from stem to stern. She humped with him, matching his fucking strokes just like she intended to match his entire sexual lifestyle from now until the end of time. It was her duty.

Scott loved fucking. He loved to have his cock buried in some sexy woman's cunt more than anything else in the world. Now that he was married, he knew that he had to be more considerate of Pam and that meant he had to be more discreet. There was no way he could possibly give up all the good cock-suckers and ass-fuckers that he knew around town. He would simply have to be more careful about when he got together with them. But, no matter how many other women he might fuck, he knew he would always have some left for Pam. She was great and, in his own way, he loved her very much.

"Yeah, baby!" he panted into her ear, humping deep into her. "You know that's great!"

Pam did know it and she thought it was great, too. Her climax had taken the edge off her sexual urgency and now she could just move with Scott, fucking her husband in whatever way seemed to please him most.

His fucking tempo was varied but always wonderful to Pam. Sometimes he fucked her fast and hard, other times softly, with just the tip of his prick opening up her cunt-mouth. She liked both kinds of fucking equally. They both made her feel loved and sexy, two sensations she coveted.

When he fucked her with all his might and cock, the tip of his prick beat against the end of her cunt-tunnel.

Pam shifted her hips, creating another inch or two of length and letting him fuck her cunt with more urgency and speed.

Scott bore down on her, his big body flat against hers.

"Yeah, baby, yeah!" he gasped.

His cock thrashed around inside of her. He'd gotten very horny while eating her out and now he put that sexual frenzy to good use. He fucked her with every bit of cock-meat he had.

More cunt-juices ran from the depths of Pam's cunt and mingled with the juices that flowed so freely from the gaping tip of her husband's cock. Together they created a strange and erotic perfume in the air.

Pam's cunt-mouth nipped at his fuck-knob. Both fuck-partners liked this kind of fucking, and Scott could feel the tide of his orgasm rising faster than ever when he just touched Pam's cunt-mouth with his drooling cock. The nerves in the tip of his prick were ultra-sensitive, and it was a kind of self-torture to fuck Pam so slowly this way.

"Ahhhh, God!" he sighed, feeling his balls tightening up around the base of his prick. "Baby, you really do it to me!"

Pam's love for her new husband soared when he said things like that to her. How had she gotten so lucky? How had she managed to find such a man?

"God, honey, I love you!" she said. "Love you so much!"

Scott barely heard her over the roaring in his ears. Fuck-lust was rampant in his system and he knew the only way he could release it was to come. So he fucked Pam very hard again, sending his cock slicing into her deeply. He reached up and filled each of his hands with the tender white meat of Pam's ample tits. He gave them each a squeeze.

"Ohhhh!" Pam cried out, pain and pleasure confused in her mind and body.

But then, when Scott staffed smashing and caressing her tits more nicely, she sighed with happiness.

While his hands were calmer, his cock was not. It plowed and chugged through her body, churning up her insides and making her whole body shudder. His cock seemed to draw back, and Scott tried to control it, but it was no use. His prick seemed to have a mind of its own as it poured forth a load of cum-cream deep into Pam's shuddering pussy.

Pam rolled her hips and moved with him keeping up with the jerky motions of his climax. It made her swell with pride to hear him gurgling with lust and orgasm and know that he was all hers now.

When his moment of ecstasy passed, Pam stretched out on top of him. Determined to get her cuddling this time, she held him tightly and he returned the gesture and kissed the side of her neck and the soft cloud of her hair.

"Happy wedding, Mrs. Samuels," he said softly, "happy wedding."

The next morning, Scott and Pam slept late and then made love again. Both of them were so hot for each other it would have been very easy for them to just spend the whole morning in bed fucking. But the plans had already been made so they grudgingly got up and loaded up the car.

Then, remembering that it was their honeymoon, they kissed again and pointed the car toward Los Angeles, where Scott's brother Russ lived.

About the time that Scott and Pam began their drive, Russ and his wife, Barb, were just waking up themselves. They had driven straight home after the wedding and now began to get ready to receive the newlyweds. Because the brothers got to see each other so seldom and because money was always tight for a young couple just starting out, Russ and Barb had prepared their guestroom for Scott and Pam for a few nights. It wasn't the romantic honeymoon they had had after their wedding just over a year ago, but it was certainly better than nothing.

As they did every morning, Russ and Barb greeted each other with a kiss. This morning's kiss lingered longer than usual while Russ ran his big hands down his young wife's naked front.

"Ummmm," Barb sighed, "do we have time before they get here?"

Russ laughed and then kissed her again. "We always have time."

"You wanna?" she said sexily, pushing his fingertips up inside her mushy cunt.

"Mmmm," Russ answered, rolling himself up on top of her. "I sure do."

Russ and Scott looked very much alike. Both were big, dark, and handsome. Like his younger brother, Russ had an eye for a pretty woman, and he was not the most faithful of husbands. But he also knew that he had a real peach in Barb and he tried not to do anything that would damage their marriage. Barb was the only woman who could hold his attention more than a night or two.

One look at Barb and it wasn't hard to imagine why she turned a stud like Russ on so much. She had a model's face and figure and long, blonde hair. Her tits were large and her ass fleshy and fine. Just the sight of her naked still made Russ' mighty prick swell and surge.

His hard-on slipped between her thighs now as he settled down on top of her. She reached down and took a portion of his slippery cockshaft in her hands and jacked on it a few times. His cock brushed right along the slit of her cunt and her juices coated it. These Barb smeared all around with her clutching, jacking fingers.

"Remember our honeymoon?" she said, looking into his handsome face while she toyed with his prick.

"Good thing we could see the water from our bed, otherwise we never would have known it was there!"

"Did you mind?" she asked, slithering around underneath him, touching his whole body with hers.