The sound of the huge volume of seed sloshing in my gut seemed deafening in my ears!
As I hurried across the reception hall I felt that everyone must be able to hear the caustic, viscous fluid slopping against the walls of my stomach. I took my seat at the main table as I swallowed the last stringy remnants of the pungent liquid. I knew that every male eye in the room surreptitiously watched my big chest swing and sway in my low-cut wedding gown as I bent to take my chair. I smiled inwardly, and blushed a little, as I wondered what they would think if they knew I could still feel and taste the salty, greasy residue of my new Uncle's seed on my lips and tongue, and down my gullet. The large 'toast' of male liquid that I had very recently swallowed bloated my belly completely. Uncle smiled briefly over his shoulder at me as he joined the circle of family men across the room. I could still feel his huge log repeatedly spasm in my face! My nipples tingled!!
My head was spinning and my jaw was aching as I tried to make smiling, small talk with the wives, and sisters and aunts who shared my table. As I glanced around the table listening to the chatter I wondered if any of them had handled Uncles' big meat. The vision of my new Uncle's immense flesh danced in my head as I flexed my jaw to release the tension caused by his big log repeatedly splaying my skull. I knew he would want more! I moistened and tingled as I wondered if I could refuse him as I knew I should. But, the image of his massive manhood...
"Hey, let's dance Natural," a voice chirped in my ear as a soft, but firm hand took my arm.
I looked up to see the smiling, cherubic face of my new husband's very cute and youthful cousin gazing into my eyes and then quickly glancing at my deep cleavage. My nipples tingled again!
"My Dad said you were a Natural and that I should dance with the Bride!" young Danny breathed into my ear as he swept me onto the darkened dance floor.
I smiled back at him as I wondered what was in store for me now. I felt a warm length of flesh growing against my thigh as the handsome young man – my new Cousin - pulled me against him and we moved slowly across the floor as one. He leaned back slightly and gazed at the large expanse of flesh exposed above the bodice of my dress and I felt the warmth spreading further down his leg, and mine. I trembled inside and moistened involuntarily as a quick snapshot of his father's proud penis filled my inner vision. As I smiled into his eyes I wondered if the young boy could feel my tunnel spasm. And I wondered...
My new Cousin glanced briefly into my eyes before placing his cheek against mine and gliding me across the hall. As he guided me around the floor I could feel the pulsing pressure against my thigh swelling further and my mons began to pulsate as well. We made a couple of turns around the darkening dance floor and as the music came to an end I realized we were very close to the veranda. As the dancer's applauded and turned toward a singer taking the stage young Danny steered me through the French doors and onto the moonlit, shadowy porch. The cool air caused me to tremble and my already burgeoning areolas puffed in earnest.
"Take'm out for me," he breathed onto my neck from behind as he slowly spun me toward him and very gently pressed my shoulders down to seat me. "I've never seen a woman like you before - not even at my university!" I knew he could see the outline of my mushrooming nipples as his vision devoured the front of my gown.
"Don't talk like that, Danny!" I tried to be firm. "We're related now and your still a college boy."
I knew my voice was trembling and I quickly glanced from his eyes to the large prominence extending down the left leg of his slacks. I blushed and tried to stand but he held me gently, but firmly in place, with a hand on each shoulder. He was gazing into my cleavage again and his chest heaved just a bit. The vision of his father flicked again through my mind. The son could not possibly be as large....
"What did my Dad mean when he said you were a Natural?" The young man almost begged with a tremble in his voice.
As I looked up into his bright blue eyes he glanced back over his shoulder into the ball room and then back down at me as he stepped ever so slightly closer. I trembled just a bit and looked up into his handsome face, but my head jerked downward disbelievingly in response to a familiar sound and the soft caress of the back of his left hand across the surface of my exposed chest. His hand slid up my throat and along the side of my face to caress my hair and come to rest gently on the back of my neck. Electricity ran through me!!!
"I think I know." He said blushing shyly as his slightly shaking right hand finished unzipping his tuxedo slacks, "I think I know!"
I glanced down at the great elongation stretching farther down the young man's left leg. It wasn't possible. He couldn't be as large as his father!
"Take it out for me, please!" Danny cooed. "Please, I've never been touched by a real woman."
I couldn't believe my ears...
"No, Danny!" I heard my self whisper. "Be a gentlemen, please!"
"NO, you take it out for me!" I continued almost mechanically.
What was I saying! The words came out all wrong, but it was far too late. The handsome youth standing over me was already hoisting his long, thick member and immensely swollen scrotum through the fly of his tuxedo. And...
"Oh, my!" I spoke inwardly...
"I know I'm barely out my teens and not fully grown yet, but is it OK?" young Danny almost hissed.
I swallowed thickly and involuntarily licked my lips.
He was truly magnificent! He was as rigid and as tightly engorged as only a youth can be! His gorgeous cock throbbed and tremor-ed before me. Pre-cum flowed freely...thickly from the orifice in his great glans. He was uncut, but without the excess foreskin of his father. He was beautiful in every way that a man can be beautiful.
And although it was true that his substantial tube was no longer than his father's, his girth was just a bit more and his sack and its roiling contents were truly monstrous. I unconsciously wondered allowed about the load they must contain. He certainly didn't need to think about being 'fully grown'!