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Imogen had just married the love of her life, Tom. He was her only ever partner, as she knew he was the one and only she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. Just before their wedding, they had bought a home together, and married with the plan to start a family as soon as possible.
Imogen had a very successful modeling career. The beautiful, young, half-Norwegian, tall blonde was in strong demand from leading agents worldwide. The problem was, her breasts were getting too big for most leading lingerie and fashion labels, so she went down the path of bikini and nude modeling. Her perfect body was recognized by a lot of nude and erotic modeling agents, which would be the direction her career path was leading.
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Continuing from chapter three.
Imogen had just accepted another contract to model for an adult online company. As far as she was aware, it would involve more simulated sex with male-model partners. She had become accustomed to this kind of modeling and acting, working for Simon. But this was a different company, and she wasn't fully aware of what they would require of her.
Imogen and Simon flew out from the private island they had just done a photoshoot at, while Simon's photographer Mick, flew back home. Their next destination was the resort where Tom had booked their honeymoon. Tom and Imogen agreed to postpone their honeymoon for another week, where they would stay in the same resort the following couple of weeks.
Imogen had left home in a hurry, the morning after her wedding, thinking she would be just at the studio for a few hours then be back home with her new husband. Because of this, she left home in just a light-fabric, semi-sheer summer dress with no bra and only her new lace G-string which had been torn off her and destroyed during her photoshoot.
Being away from home for over a week with only a light, short, semi-see-through summer dress would be a challenge. That was all she wore on the plane to the resort when she had to meet her new bosses. The only other item she had with her was her destroyed, torn-up, cum-covered wedding dress, which she wanted to keep. Simon did have a small costume bag with a few bikinis, but not really any clothing items. She wasn't even sure if there would be any shops at the resort that sold clothes. Even if there were, she had no money or credit cards with her anyway. She was totally reliant on Simon and her new bosses for the week.
Upon arrival at the resort, Imogen was amazed at how beautiful and luxurious the place was. Tom picked this place for their honeymoon, and she immediately got a little upset because he was not there to share this special time with her. But she had comfort in knowing she would have him all to herself at the resort in a weeks' time.
At the reception, Simon was greeted by Nigel. Imogen noticed immediately they must have been good friends, they looked like a similar age. She was also mesmerized by his handsome good looks; he had a solid, muscular build like Simon.
Simon introduced Imogen to him. "This is your boss for the week, Nigel; he has big plans for you, babe. I have known Nigel a long time, we were in the same class at school, and played football together."
Imogen didn't know this, either, but Nigel also knew Tom from school and knew the history of Simon with Tom's girlfriends.
Nigel then informed Simon that he and his staff had booked a couple of cottages down the road, which was where the studio sets would be for most of the week. There were no other rooms available at the resort, so Simon would have to share the honeymoon suite with Imogen. Imogen wasn't extremely happy about that idea, aware of what had happened the day before, but she trusted that it wouldn't happen again. She knew it was just a stupid mistake she had made in the heat of the moment.
It was late afternoon when Imogen and Simon checked into the honeymoon suite. Imogen was amazed how fancy the room was. It was on the second floor with a balcony overlooking the beach and the large pool below. It had a large, king-size bed with a small lounge and kitchen. The bathroom was open, with no privacy to the main room with a large spa bath and the biggest walk-in shower Imogen had seen.
"Wow," Imogen said, walking around checking out the room. "This is where Tom should be with me right now, he organized all this for me... for us." Visibly upset, she began crying. "I miss Tom so much. I wish he was here with me."
Simon hugged Imogen to comfort her. She hugged him back, as they held each other tightly for a few minutes. Imogen felt comfortable in his arms, he smelt good too. His strong hand stroked her bare shoulders; she felt a tingle in her exposed pussy under her dress.
Still hugging him tightly, tears rolling down her cheek, she looked up into his eyes just to say, "Thank you," and gave him a small kiss on the lips. Still looking into each other's eyes, mouths only an inch apart, Imogen leaned back in to kiss him again.
This time, their mouths opened, allowing their tongues to meet. They kissed passionately as Simon lifted her dress off over her head, exposing her fully naked body. He began to kiss down to her neck, down to her tits to suck on her nipples. This turned Imogen on even more, and she let out a little moan.
He gently laid her back onto the bed; within seconds, he had removed all of his clothes, freeing his rock-hard, ten-inch cock. He climbed onto the bed over Imogen.
Imogen knew this wasn't right, having just arrived at her honeymoon suite, knowing she was on the verge of having sex with another man. She knew she should have said something at that moment, she should have said no-- but instead, she said nothing. He had fucked her twice already and she had enjoyed it more than she could have imagined. She needed him inside her again, she wanted to experience again how good it felt.
Before she knew it, his cock was entering her wet, horny pussy once again. She wanted it, she loved it. She wrapped her legs around his back, allowing him to enter her deeply.
"Ohhhh fuck, I love it," she moaned, "your cock feels so good inside me, mmmm, yes, fuck me."
Simon knew then that he would have Imogen whenever he wanted and would do anything to keep her. At first, he made slow, passionate love to her, not rushing her into wild sex. "Oh, fuck your pussy feels so good, babe."
He picked up his pace and began fucking her harder, pistoning his cock into her, sending electric shocks through her body.
"Ohhhhh fuck, hmmmmm, fuck, yes!" Imogen screamed, as she let out an intense orgasm.
Simon fucked her in different positions she had never tried before, making her orgasm multiple times. "Ohhh god, your cock feels so good," Imogen kept telling him. "Don't ever stop."
Imogen was on her back, being totally lost in another orgasm, when Simon, too, grunted that he was about to cum.
"Don't stop fucking me!" Imogen screamed, not wanting to lose her orgasm.
But Simon was too close, his cock tightened inside her and her pussy clenched onto it tightly.
"Agggggg, fuck!" he groaned, as he began to shoot rope after rope of semen deeply into Imogen's unprotected, fertile, married womb. He just kept pumping it into her until he was drained.
"Ohhhhmmm," Imogen moaned, as she, too, regained her senses after an intense orgasm. "I have never felt anything so fantastic in my life," she panted.
She lay there with Simon's cock still inside her, feeling him slowly shrink, with his warm cum filling her pussy. She began to worry a little, as his cock slipped out of her, allowing cum to spill out; worried that he may have just given her a baby. A baby she desperately wanted, but only with Tom. She had no morning-after pill to take, and knew she wouldn't be able to get any from the island, either.
It was too late, all she could do was to just enjoy what she had experienced and do her best to make Simon happy for the week, to help further her career in modeling.
"You are the best, Imogen." Simon smiled. "I am so glad you are all mine for a whole week, babe."
Imogen smiled back, and just said, "Don't get too used to it, I have a husband, you know."
Simon got up and poured them a glass of complimentary wine, which helped to get her mind off the possibilities of being pregnant. By the time the bottle was finished, she was ready to just enjoy the week, and to try not to think too much about her husband. It was time to just focus on impressing her bosses, and get more modeling contracts.
Simon took Imogen down to the resort bar, where they drank for the next couple of hours before going to the restaurant for a meal. Wearing her short, thin-white-fabric summer dress with nothing under it, proved a challenge in a public bar, and Simon loved it. So did all the resort guests, as everyone was eyeing this sexy, tall, blonde model with hard nipples visible through the semi-sheer material.
Sitting at the bar, Imogen noticed that there were a lot of guys at the bar checking her out. Chatting to the bar staff, the young barman said it was a busy time of year for guys on their end-of-season football trips. He also said the guys liked to party quite hard in the main bar each night.
"Sounds fun, might have to join them some time; we are here for a good time, aren't we, Simon?" Imogen said, smiling, feeling tipsy from the alcohol. Not realizing she was sitting facing Simon, her dress had risen, exposing her pussy fully to him. Even the barmen noticed, which is why they stayed talking to them for so long.
"I think they would love you to join them, but I wouldn't recommend it, being so young and pretty," the barman said with a huge smile, as he winked at Simon. He then laid out some shots on the bar. "Here, on the house," he offered, as Imogen and Simon took their shots. He poured them one more before they went for a meal.
Imogen was starting to feel a bit drunk by this stage; she was also feeling extremely horny with the breeze on her exposed pussy.
Simon bought some wine and a bottle of sambuca to take back to their room after they had eaten. Imogen had spilled some food on her only dress, so she needed to rinse it back in the room, as she had no other clothes, unless Simon got her something else. Feeling drunk and having resorted to giving herself fully to Simon, she had no option but to just be naked whenever in their room together. She just hoped her dress would be dry by the next morning.
