Just as with all brides Penny's wedding day was stressful. As she walked down the aisle of the church on her father's arm she felt proud to be her father's daughter. He had weathered the grief of losing his wife and had begun circulating in the community, even having dated a couple of women. Penny hoped that he would find someone and get married. She knew how much he needed a woman, and felt a further surge of pride that since the night of her mother's death, when she was a junior in college, he had never said a word to her about the fact that Penny went down on him that night. She knew that any woman would be lucky to have him. Midway down the aisle she saw John's beaming smile. Although twitching in a nervous tic at the side of his mouth he seemed genuinely happy at the prospect of being married to her. She certainly was with him. She was saddened though, by the fact that her mother was not there to see her daughter taking this big step into a life of her own.
In the car, on the way to the Greenbrier resort in West Virginia, she felt proud to be riding beside her husband. Myriad thoughts went through her mind, about how they would progress as a couple, and how they would be perceived in the community. She allowed herself to think of children, but that would be a long way down the road, after John and she had discovered what the possibilities of being a couple held for them. But mostly she looked forward to her first night in the wedding bed and what wonders of man and woman-ness were in store for them. She longed to feel a man's cock, her husband's cock, working in and out of her pussy. She knew what it was like to have John explode in her mouth, or on her belly, but longed to know what it would be like for him to be exploding inside her. She'd been on the pill for a month before the wedding, and wanted to feel his cum inside her so badly. Her thoughts caused her to get so wet that she thought her panties were awash in her vaginal fluids, and she was afraid that she would soak the upholstery of the car.
Penny was sitting tightly next to John, driving on the West Virginia Turnpike (there were no seatbelts in 1962, and the front seats of cars were bench seats). She started caressing John's leg and he, having an idea what Penny had in mind, opened them accommodatingly. She unzipped him, fumbled with his hardened cock and pulled it free of his BVDs. Holding it in her hand she inspected it in the daylight, looking at the smooth skin that formed from the base of his cock to his prepuce (foreskin) that covered his helmet, drooped over at the end like a puckered tassel. Enclosing his foreskin in the circle of her index finger and thumb she skinned it down, exposing his reddish silver glans, similar to the color of a turkey gizzard. She bent forward and licked it, tasting the faint saltiness of his urine, then formed her mouth into an oval and slid her wetted lips over his head to where his foreskin bunched, and then licked the clear ooze from his slit, slathering it over his sensitive head. Penny felt the car veer slightly, then straighten, knowing that her husband was having trouble concentrating on his driving. But being young and impetuous she thought little of the danger.
Slowly, taking his cock in between her lips making short slides, she listened to the drone of the engine punctuated by John's quiet moans. Then pulling her mouth off his cock she wrapped her fingers around it and slowly jerked him, kissing him on the side of the neck as he drove. Penny knew, because his ass was wiggling on the seat, that John wasn't going to last long. She lowered again and began sucking. The disturbing yet pleasurable thought of her father's cock in her mouth, the night of her mother's funeral, entered her mind, and she quickly forced it out. She licked and sucked, making loud noises, then took his plumped penis deeply into her mouth and began fucking it in earnest, knowing that she would soon feel the pressurized squirts of his warm cum. But something strange happened. John put his hand under her chin and tried to raise her head away from his cock saying, "I'm gonna cum baby."
She remembered her father saying, "No Penny, "I'm going to cum!" And she loved John even more for acting the gentleman on their wedding day, just as her father had been so thoughtful of her comfort the night of her mother's funeral when out of compassion she acted to console him. She resisted the pressure of his hand grunting," uhuh, uhuh," as her mouth took him deeply inside, sucking harder and faster.
John put both hands on the wheel and sank into the seat with a loud, "For Christ sake baby," feeling his balls spasm, releasing the sticky whiteness that flowed through his cock and exploded from his slit, splashing his load against the back of Penny's throat, making her uvula drip like a rime coated stalactite.
He was brought sharply back to reality by the keening siren of the police car behind him. As he pulled off to the side of the road Penny sat up and patted her hair, licked her lips and swallowed hard.
"Have you been drinking son?" The policeman asked.
"Uh...no officer, I haven't. We just got married and we're on our way to the Greenbrier in White Sulfur Springs."
"Well, you were weaving all over the road, and I thought you might have been driving drunk. I thought you were alone in the car," he said as he put his hands on the open window and hunched down to look at Penny, noticing her wet lips that were devoid of lipstick. "Uh, I guess your bride was sleeping. Then looking at John he winked and said, "Nice. Looks like you're a lucky man. Congratulations to both of you...and, why don't you wait until you get to the Greenbrier?" He smiled broadly and said," It's a beautiful place, and the only accident you might encounter there could be a baby nine months done the road," which he punctuated with another wink. "Be careful now." He handed his driver's license back to him, then held out his hand for John to clasp and shake saying, "Drive safely Mr. Hargreaves. And, you two have a nice life together."
It was after nine p.m. when they pulled into the portico of the opulent Greenbrier. Penny had seen pictures of such places but, her father being a man of limited means, had never been able to take his family to such an establishment. As soon as John gave his name at the desk it seemed that the lobby came alive with interest. While she was waiting for her husband to register two bellmen passed her and said, "Welcome to the Greenbrier Mrs. Hargreaves. It was the first time since the wedding ceremony that she had been referred to by John's last name. It felt both odd and pleasing. She felt like such a big girl, so sophisticated. But she was at a loss as to how they could know her name so fast, not knowing that in a luxury hotel as famous as the Greenbrier the signals went out immediately. The bellman put their luggage on an elaborate polished brass cart and said, "I'll be up to the room immediately Mr. Hargreaves," then nodded to Penny and acknowledged, "Mrs. Hargreaves."
John opened the door, picked Penny up in his arms and carried her over the threshold. She loved the gesture—and the room. It was elegant: silk wallpaper on the walls, a lush green carpet, the bed was large, and high off the floor with a lace canopy hanging over it. The furniture was cherry and the chairs were upholstered with plush green velvet. She had never seen anything like this, and she was overwhelmed.
John put her down and said, "Welcome to the Greenbrier Mrs. Hargreaves," kissing her for the first time since the ceremony.
It sounded wonderful coming from him, and Penny softened her lips to accept his kiss, opening them slightly to allow space for his tongue which she knew would be coming soon, and it did. They stood, their bodies pressed into each other, their kissing igniting fires of passion in the tinder between their legs. John's hand raised the hem of her skirt and his fingers tiptoed up her hose until they felt the nakedness above her stockings. She'd been oozing since sucking John's cock in the car. Her thoughts of its warmth and hardness, which would be the first one in her virgin pussy, made her insides bubble.
When his hand touched her soaked panties John said, "Jesus Christ Penny, you are so fucking wet! He zipped down his pants and eagerly pulled out his cock, while moving Penny back toward the bed.
