Back early in our marriage I was in a new business, learning some of my lessons the hard way. One of those lessons was some missed reports that were required to be filed with the State of Utah on a regular business. The fines were enough on their own, but the penalties made it enough to really hurt the chances of success.
After several attempts at mercy from the state regulators I had to turn to an old college mate that was an attorney. I hated to go to Ken. I hadn't spoken to him since he helped my incorporate my company at start up when he shared his thoughts that he thought me going into business for myself was a bad idea. Mostly I avoided him because he had dated my wife a couple of times when I first started dating her.
Kathryn is going to kill me over this!" I reasoned with myself after I hung up the phone from my explaining my story to Ken.
Her friends and family called her Kay. When it's just us alone I call her Nips. Kay had a great set of tits even before the kids were born. Kay's puffy nipples could make any man's mouth water. Then after the first baby her boobs stayed at a D-Cup and the nipples were even bigger. Not erasers or raspberries ... more like little cones protruding out and rock hard when she was aroused.
Kay's puffy nipples are why I got to fuck her before we got married. We had been together almost a year. I had proposed and given her the ring. I guess she decided I deserved a little treat. Where I usually got hell for any attempt of fondling a tit, she let me slide my hand down the front of her shirt and I cupped a breast. She sat there perfectly stiff and still while letting me have my hand on her tit.
I wanted to try for the other one, but feared if I let go of the one that I may never get another chance. Then I got reckless. I brushed across her nipple. Kay gasped and I could see her squeeze her thighs together. Thinking I ruined a good thing I decided to go for broke when I caught her hard nipple between my thumb and fore finger.
"Oh, fuck!" Kay gasped as she sort of went limp and then flung her shoulders back as she sad rigid upright. "Fuck ... fuck ... fuck!"
I don't ever remember Kay saying shit more that a couple of time since I had known her. I was stunned. Not just by the f-words, but more so than the reaction she had to having her nipple tweaked. It's over I thought as she started to squirm away. Instead with my hand out of her shirt and bra she attacked the buttons. Not a slow, shy kind of strip tease, but a headlong dash to get get herself naked from the waist up.
I ran may hands over her chest and worked both nipples between my fingers. Kay put her hands over mine and squeezed, letting me know it was okay to work them harder. So, I pinched her nipples and her head began bobbing around wildly.
"Fuck, oh fuck, oh, fuck, fuck, fuck." She was at it again. This was a Kay that I did not know.
"Kiss them!" Her voice sounded demanding, kiss my fucking nipples!"
I could do that. And, I did ... a lot. Kay was moaning and squealing. I sucked a nipple into my mouth. Then moved over and sucked the other one. I looked into Kay's face. The look was lust. Plus, a whole lot more. There was a loss of control and an urgency that I never could have expected of my little Kay. I don't think she knew anything else existed in the world. It was almost evil.
"Come on, let's go to my bedroom." I'd been to her bedroom before. However, it was always under the "leave the door open and keep both feet on the floor" rule.
This was surreal. My Kay and I in her bedroom with her naked tits and that look on her face.
"Get your clothes off, too." Kay demanded as she undid the button at the top of her jeans. She unzipped and slid them down her legs along with her modest panties.
"This is my future, My, I thought prudish, future wife stood naked in front of me. Her pussy was more hairy than I assumed it might be.. The lips of her cunt seemed to hang below and gap open, showing her wetness. I later learned the common term was Camel Toe. Nice plump fuckable lips with Kay's delicious nectar inside.
As I had removed my shirt and was unbuttoning my pants I was slightly embarrassed for her to see I had a hardon. Like I would have to be dead not to be hard with the show Kay was putting on. All naked except for my socks. As I took them off I saw Kay staring intently at me.
"Nice cock." I was hoping is would be at least that big.".
It didn't register with me at the time, but I think she said it as if she would be disappointed if it was any smaller. How much cock was my future bride going to need?
I started on kissing and sucking her nipples again. The heat and passion returned to Kay's actions. After a few minutes something else raced through her mind.
"Eat my pussy!"
"What? Uh, I guess so. Where in the world did you here about that?" I asked as she caught me off guard.
There may be a book on that somewhere, but I had no idea how to eat a pussy. Right now my future wife that I thought wouldn't put out until our wedding night was naked and spread eagle on her bed practically ordering me to eat her. Well no, not practically. She was ordering me to get to it.
With no clue as what to do I started kissing her stomach just above her abundant bush. Her skin was so smooth. I heard a low moan come from Kay's lips. I was getting a good reaction, but not like when I'd kissed her nipples. I moved up and kissed them some more and sucked each into my mouth. Her stomach heaved up and down under me. The head of my cock slipped into the mat of hair, finding its way enough into her slit that she backed me away.
"Not yet, Mister." Kay ordered with a growl. "I said you were going to eat my pussy."
As I understood the rule, even though I was getting bossed around, if I eat her pussy, I'd get to fuck her. Not to miss out on that I kissed the thatch before me only to learn if was soft. The little curls tickled my nose. So did her scent. A sweet woodsy kind of aroma that made the idea of putting my face into her twat seem like it may be a great idea.
I lapped at her hole with my tongue. After a couple of licks all that hair had parted and her lips opened to give me access. I moved my head back a bit for a close up look at my first pussy only to have Kay's hand's grab behind my head and shove my mouth back into her wetness.
"Eat my mother-fucking cunt or I swear to God I'll smother you in there."
For someone to later be my wife, I was sure learning a new side of Kay. If I was going to die gasping for breath this seemed the place I would want to be. I began to lick, working my tongue as deep as it would go, scooping an amazing amount of girl juices from with Kay.
Kay seemed to be in a rhythm. Rocking her hips with the movement of my tongue. She was quiet except for little moans. I kept my face buried and reached up to her chest an pinched both nipples. The whole fucking room exploded and she went totally crazing bucking around on the bed while keeping me in place by putting me in a headlock with her thighs.
The nipples seemed to be some kind of fuse to ignite her cunt. Kay slowed a tiny bit and screamed down at me so loud it hurt my ears.
"Suck my fucking clit. Make me cum. I need to cum. Make me cum now."
I had to be honest. "I'm not sure here you clit is?"
"Lick and suck a little higher. I'll let you know when you find it ..."
I found the little knob. I licked it once as sucked it into my mouth. I got a low groan from Kay.
"That's it Baby, suck my fucking clit. Lick it, suck it, bite it. Make me fucking cum."
Biting seemed kind of extreme for such a tender area. I gave her clit a tentative nibble. Kay bucked up off the bed. I had her tits in a firm grip and was pinching her nipples hard. I bit down on her clit.
Boom!
Suddenly our only connection was my mouth and her cunt. I heard my neck pop as Kay flailed around on the bed. Then the scream. Almost a tortured scream as Kay went limp. I kept my tongue in her pussy trying to catch all the nectar rolling from inside her. Kay was totally motionless. I made tiny motions trying not to let her girl juices get away. Kay used her fingers to lightly push against my forehead as if trying to move me away for her womanhood.
I was giddy in my certainty that I had made a woman cum
My voice broke the silence after a few moments.
"Wow, Kay! What was the cause of all that?" I asked.
"Oh ... my Mother."
"You mother? The guardian of all that is Holy? The Queen of the Relief Society? That 'Your Mother'?"
"Not her directly. Well, kind of. I was looking for something in her closet one day when she was gone and ran across a box of old paperback books. The adult kind. You know with fucking and everything in them. Women acting like sluts and fucking anyone that came their way. I took one of them to read. Then I read a couple more over the last week or so."
"Your Mom has a porn stash?" I almost laughed until I saw how serious Kay looked.
"Yes,, my Mother has a porn stash. That doesn't make her a whore or anything just like it doesn't make me one."
I didn't say anything as I could see she was starting to feel offended. I still had a rock hard boner that needed relief and there was a strong hint that some pussy for me was a strong possibility. Even though the girl that was going to be my wife sure did act like a whore in my opinion.
After a little more silence Kay spoke. "Are you going to fuck me?"
"I really want to. I wonder what they would think about our Temple Marriage if they find out we already had sex?" I asked.
"That's a bunch of self righteous uptight assholes. I don't think God is going to care if I let you fuck me."
My head was swimming. Actually, the room was spinning out of control. I guess it showed on my face. Kay gave me a little tug.
"Come on Baby. Eat me out a little more. Get me really soaked for you. I swear you were trying to suck me dry after you made me cum. Come on, Sweetie, do me with your tongue ..."
As she opened her legs up for me Kay seemed to sense that with what has happened the last half hour or so might have screwed up her engagement. I was having doubts as I felt her thighs nestle against my ears and my face returned to her hot little cunt.
The idea of being wet for my cock wasn't a problem for Kay. She laid there in her post orgasmic bliss and got just as wet as she had been after I made her cum. It wasn't that I didn't want to. I started to sip from her juices.
"Honey, before you fuck me I need to tell you that you don't have to worry about hurting me. There was a part in one of Mom's books where the woman let a man finger fuck her."
"Really? You tried that?"
"Well, yes, I was all worked up from the story. I had ran my finger along my slit before, but never tried it inside me. One finger wasn't really doing it. In the story the man put two into the housewife. That was good, but there was a spot just a bit deeper I needed to reach."
"Okay, then. Then what happened?" I was getting freaked out. Kay began to cry.
"I went to what you called Mom's porn stash. I didn't mention there were two dildos in there. A rather frightening huge one and a smaller one that had a switch for a vibrator. I used the small one inside me. It was about the length of your cock, but not as thick. When I shoved it in it stung a little and I bled. Technically I'm guessing I'm not a virgin."
"No, technically, I'd guess you are not." Who knew my first shot at some pussy so be such a downer?
"I'm sorry." Kay had tears running down her cheeks.
"I mean ... couldn't you have at least not told me and faked it? Did you turn on the vibrator?" I don't know what made me ask that.
"No. I mean yes. I turned it on, but the batteries were dead."