George Tipton: Wild hot bride

Her wedding dress in a heap beside the motel room bed, the new Mrs. Scott Samuels' sighed as her handsome husband ate her pussy.

Pam's long legs were shaved and not a blemish marred her creamy skin anywhere. Her short, dark, curly hair was sculpted to perfection and she had even trimmed the dark hair between her legs into an elongated triangle.

"God, honey, that's so good," she sighed. Like his bride, Scott was tall and dark. His tongue slid along the crack of Pam's cunt in a motion that was not unfamiliar. He and Pam had been fucking for a couple of years, even if they had only been husband and wife for a couple of hours.

His hands held her thighs open and gave his face lots of room to move between them. His thumbs caressed the insides of those tender legs. Scott had quite a reputation with the ladies and, because Pam had managed to reel him in, Pam had become something of a mystical figure herself. There were many people in town who doubted that their marriage would last – and plenty of young women ready and waiting to comfort Scott if it didn't.

But Pam was determined to make it work. She knew her husband was used to lots of excitement and she was ready to give it to him. She was sure that, if she kept him good and fucked at home, he wouldn't go looking for pussy elsewhere.

"Ohhhh! Ohhh!" she grunted.

Scott's tongue slipped up along the opened crack of her cunt and her juices rolled down his throat. His tongue was long and pointed and he used just the tip of it to keep her cunt-crack open. He sizzled it up and down from her cunt almost to her puckered little asshole.

God, how she had waited and worked to see this night come true. And now that it was really happening, it was even better than she had expected. She couldn't wait to leave for the city tomorrow. She knew that a honeymoon with a man like Scott would be just this side of heaven.

Scott flattened out his tongue and ran it around and around her cuntal area. Every inch of flesh between her legs was aflame with lust. She couldn't keep her hips from jerking up and down and she clenched and reined the cheeks of her ass involuntarily.

Scott's legs stuck far off the bed as he threw himself into the task of bringing his new wife off. He knew that the longer it took for Pam to come, the better it was for her, but he was tired of cunt-sucking. He wanted to fuck.

"Come on, baby," he mumbled, speaking right into the dark cunt-hole before him. "Make it for me. Yeah, come on, shoot it and let's fuck."

When he talked dirty to her, it pushed her right up to the edge.

"I really wanna fuck you, Pam, my wife. I wanna fuck you 'til you scream."

Pam's lower body humped up and down, bumping her cunt-mound against Scott's nose and chin. His fingers massaged her inner thighs and his tongue fluttered all around her cunt and cunt.

"You know you wanna do it, you know you wanna come for me. Do it, Pam, come!"

Pam's breathing was short but loud. Scott's tongue slid around up and back and, everywhere he touched her, she felt lust.

"Almost," she panted, unable to form any more words.

Scott burrowed forward, his tongue fucking right into her pussy-hole. He drew it out and fucked it back in very quickly, never leaving her cunt empty for long. Each time he rammed it deep inside of her he wiggled it around, bending it and touching her in places even his big cock could never reach.

Pam whimpered, feeling the sensations of orgasm forming. Scott tongued her faster and harder, his cock beneath him, thundering with need.

He sucked her clit into his mouth. Then he battered it with the end of his tongue. Pam's body jumped and he knew he as doing the right thing. He munched on her clit like crazy, working hard to bring her off as soon as possible.

"Oh honey, oh sweetheart," Pam gasped, her mind fuzzy with her near climax. "God, yes, I wanna fuck! Make me come, honey! Make me come so we can fuck!"

Her cuntal nectar poured down Scott's throat and all around his handsome, cunt-sucking face. He shook his head from side to side, fucking her with it as well as with his eagerly exploring tongue.

Her whole pussy area was slick with Scott's spit and her own oozing juices.

Did he like to eat her out or did he just do it for her sake? she wondered.

"Ahhhhh!" she moaned when his tongue hit an especially sensitive spot. "Yes, more there, oh yessss!"

Scott's own sexual parts lurched and pounded, anxious for their own relief. He shifted his hips from side to side, forcing his bent and throbbing cock into the soft bed.

Pam felt that her whole body was flushed and pink, on fire with lust. She fucked her cunt at her husband's face, helping him to drill his tongue deep up inside of her. Scott rubbed the sweaty outer lips of her cunt with his fingertips. He moved his fingers around and around in the erotic soup, listening to the sexy sounds of her pussy-hair rustling and her breathing getting louder and more urgent.

"Do it, baby, do it!" he rasped, his own breathing more measured than normal.

Pam's long slender body went stiff and her breathing stopped all together. She held her breath, waiting for the last few seconds to pass before she felt her world exploded and her orgasm hit.

"Oh my God!" she said. "Here I come!"

Scott almost laughed at her admission. How could he not know she was coming with all the jerking and panting and snorting she was doing?

But he kept his thought to himself and only did what was expected. His tongue danced across her sizzling cunt-meat and his lips kept up their sexy massage of her cunt. He could feel her coming and coming, and he tried to join in her release. But, instead of enjoying his wife's climax, he saw it only as a way to get on with their lovemaking, a threshold that had to be crossed before they could really get down to some serious fucking.

Pam, on the other hand, loved her climax. Her cunt clamped down on Scott's tongue and milked it as it might have his cock. Her only regret was that he didn't have his prick inside of her when she came. That was the only thing that might have made her first climax with them as man and wife even better.

As she came down from her come, she felt all soft and warm and squishy. She pulled Scott up her body and tried to hug him, but he already had his hands full as he grabbed his cock, jacked on it a few times and then thrust it at her.

Pam remembered her promise to do anything sexual her husband wanted. She knew it would be worth it to keep Scott happy, thereby ensuring her own happiness. So she gave up her quest for an after-climax hug and made herself ready for what she knew would be some good, hard fucking.

"You ready, baby?" Scott asked, already knowing the answer.

Women were always ready for a man like him.

"Oh yes," she said huskily. "Fuck me now, darling, really fuck me."

Scott laughed. "Man, that's what I like about you. You always want just what I want."

Pam thrilled to hear those words and then thrilled again when she felt the head of his prick nudging open the newly tightened lips of her cunt. Her climax had left her pussy almost virginally tight, and Scott had to put, plenty of weight behind his advancing cock to open her cunt back up again.

"Oh honey!" Pam sighed, feeling him penetrating her. "Our first married fuck!"

Her words didn't mean much to Scott at first. He was bent on fucking, not talking. But then he realized what she had said and it hit him. They were married now. And tomorrow they were headed to Los Angeles to visit his brother and have a honeymoon.