Grace woke the next morning disoriented at her surroundings, momentarily. She was used to chaos and confusion; a hard pallet to sleep on, not this quiet, soft luxury.
The ache between her thighs and her sore leg muscles brought back the vivid images of her honeymoon night. She felt hot and embarrassed at her behavior. The things Mr. Benjamin had done didn't seem proper at all. She'd never seen her parents put their mouths on each other like, Mr. Benjamin had done to her. She felt flush all over at the memory.
Her 'husband' was already awake and leaning on one elbow, looking at her expectantly. He had been watching her sleep, enjoying her soft snores and gasps. She kept touching her thighs and moaning. He hoped she was dreaming about their coupling. He had. He wanted more.
He was thrilled with his young bride. She seemed so small in his big bed and Ben felt fiercely protective. He smoothed a stray lock of curls from her forehead when he saw she was awake and looking at him; her hypnotic eyes wide.
He could still see some apprehension in the gorgeous blue orbs, but Ben was relieved not to see as much fear, anymore.
He ran his hands all over her face and body, squeezing, caressing; looking at her beautiful features, at his leisure. Grace lay passively allowing his molestations. She was starting to feel the throbbing ache between her legs, again from his attention.
Benjamin slid his right thumb along her thick lower lip, then inserted it into her mouth. When she instinctively sucked it, his cock sprang to full attention. For several seconds Benjamin allowed his thumb to mimic his penis in her mouth.
He got to his knees, next to her face, his cock dripping with pre-come, jutting above her. She shivered as she looked at the huge organ. How?
"Touch it, baby." He said softly, and brought her hand to his throbbing member. He hissed when her hand encircled his rigid dick. Grace stared at it, fascinated. It was hard to believe it had fit inside her! It seemed impossibly huge and angry, but she liked the look of rapture on his face that her touch gave him.
She stroked him, his large hand guiding her small one along his shaft. After a while, Ben straddled her upper body and pressed the head of his penis to her mouth.
"Open, baby." He said through clenched teeth. When she did, he leaned forward, steadying himself with one hand on the headboard.
With his other hand he guided his cock into her wet mouth. It seemed so nasty and forbidden, the perverted act made Grace's pussy throb.
She sucked Mr. Benjamin's dick for several seconds, her eyes locked with his. He had hurt her last night, but she still wanted to please him.
"Lick it now some, keep it in your mouth, Gracie, use your tongue. Yes!" He panted.
He looked down at the beautiful female with his cock in her mouth, still having a hard time believing how she had come into his possession. Benjamin pulled his dick out of her sucking mouth. It made a popping sound. He rubbed his cock head all over her wet lips, gasping and staring down at her flushed face.
He knew she was confused and disgusted, but she was still trying so hard. The thought made his dick even harder. She was looking up at him so sexily, so seductively, without even being aware of how lustful she looked. She was just trying hard to do what he wanted. He loved it. He loved this fucking girl, already.
He fed her his balls, instructing her how to suck them softly, not firmly like she had sucked his dick. He stroked her face, then shakily placed both his hands on the headboard; his control leaving him. He needed to fuck that beautiful mouth.
He knew he was going to get aggressive with her, and sometimes brutal. That's how he needed it; how he reached his climax. He had dreamed of his dick in her throat and now he had to have it. His little Gracie wouldn't like their 'games' at 1st, but Benjamin knew he could teach her to love and accept his 'treatments'.
He began rhythmically moving his hips up and down, sliding his dick into her mouth, then into her throat with long strokes. Ben gripped the headboard for leverage and stared down at his wife.
Grace made a gagging noise every time the head of his cock entered her throat, forcefully. He had been gentle and tender only moments before, now he was lustful and violent. She was frightened of the sudden change.
Grace pushed at his thighs in vain. Every time his dick went into her throat, it momentarily cut off her breathing. She moaned in terror at his dick inserting into her there, again and again. Grace clawed at him, but had no choice but to accept her husband's cock in her throat. She was immobilized.
Ben held the fat organ in her throat for longer and longer seconds, then he would pull it from her mouth, with a pop. He would rub his dick and balls all over that gorgeous face and then back between those luscious lips, into her throat, over and over.
Grace felt everything fading away, several times. Her hands and legs were flailing uselessly. Her frantic actions drove him into an even more excited frenzy.
"Relax, baby." he panted, the bed rocking as he pistoned into her pretty face and gripped the headboard.
"Relax and take this cock, little girl." Ben stared into her shocked eyes, lightly slapping her cheek if she looked away from his intense stare. When the water formed in her eyes, he growled low in his chest. Tears were rolling down her face and into her hair, spread out on the pillow behind her.
For several minutes, he fucked his young wife's mouth, allowing her to gasp and choke for air every few seconds. He would stroke her face as she coughed or rub his cock all over her wet, sticky, lovely features. When her breathing would somewhat return, he would continue hunching her face like a mad man, fucking his dick into her throat more. Damn, if this wasn't heaven.
When he knew his orgasm was imminent, he cupped the girl's head and held his cock deep in her throat as he came. It was ecstasy. He threw his head back as he felt his semen force it's way down her throat, his hips grinding her head into the pillow. He had to force himself to pull his cock from her gullet, as she struggled beneath him, her wooly head in his vice grip. It was so exciting to feel the girl's choking throat; the desperate way she clawed at him as he took her any way he wanted.
He released her and fell away, whooping in sheer delight and joy. Grace wretched and gagged over the side of the bed, sobbing miserably. She thought his dick splitting her open was bad, but this had been much worse!
Grace was humiliated and felt filthy. That was just disgusting. It felt like his seed was all over her, coming up in her mouth and creaming between her thighs. Her face felt sticky and coated; her throat rubbed raw. She was seeing spots as she leaned over the side of the bed, retching.
Grace was trying to catch her breath, wiping her face and mouth with the back of her hand. They finally both calmed down, and Benjamin pulled her back from the side of the bed to his stomach. He wiped the curls plastered to her wet face.
"That was so good, Gracie!" Benjamin sighed, excitedly. He snuggled his face into her hair. It smelled like the shampoo he'd brought in Placerville. He felt happier than he ever had in his life.
He could feel Grace shaking with anger and shock. He was going to make it up to her. Ben would see her happy at all cost. He kissed all along her shoulder and neck holding her tenderly and whispering.
