Chapter 1: The Honeymoon

Caution: This Erotic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Coercion, Heterosexual, First, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, .

Desc: Erotic Sex Story: Chapter 1: The Honeymoon - Meet Julie and Brad, recent college graduates who are beginning their lives together. The story starts the weekend of their honemoon and and follows them as they embark on a night of erotic firsts, each exploring a side of themselves that was either newly found or buried deep inside them.

Thanks to my editor Old Fart for making it better.

Julie and Brad were planning to be married right after they graduated college. Neither thought that marriage would be a big change for them as they had been living together, off-campus of course, in a very inexpensive apartment in a converted attic, for the last year and a half. Neither of their parents was particularly happy with their living arrangement, but they were both adults and paying their own way through college so there was little that they could say.

Since they were just starting out and had little money, the wedding was to be a small affair, just the two of them and a Justice of the Peace without their families. This was best for both families as neither could afford the cost of travel to attend. Brad's family lived in Maine near Bar Harbor. His Dad was not a traveler and since his mom died when Brad was in high school his Dad found solace in whiskey and let the world pass by without him. Her parents were divorced and both had remarried and started new families, which meant they had little money. It also didn't help that they lived in Washington near Seattle.

Planning an inexpensive wedding was easy, a civil ceremony cost next to nothing and there was no need for a tuxedo or wedding dress and since it was just the two of them there wasn't a need for a reception. With a very tight budget they kept their expenses down to almost nothing and decided to use the surplus on a weekend honeymoon at a low cost downtown hotel. This worked out well for them because both were to start their new jobs the following Tuesday.

Friday morning they packed up and went to the Justice of the Peace and got married, after which they headed downtown for their weekend honeymoon.

The hotel, in its day, was a five star affair, and many a celebrity or person of note had stayed there. Its main ballroom was one of the most opulent of its contemporaries, and had hosted some of the most important events in the city's history.

As they walked into the lobby it's majesty could be seen clearly but it was stunted by years of inattentive maintenance, and the staff while helpful, to a point, seemed to be somewhere else mentally. The room was a low end room and though they were on the twelfth floor the view from their window was unimpressive. But the rest of the room was beautiful, the furniture dated back to its heydey which gave the room a luxurious feel, and when they had modernized the room it was done so well that it was virtually undetectable.

Along the opposite wall of the entry was a queen size bed, with a soft but firm mattress, and was brutalized by the newlyweds for a good part of an hour as they immediately fell onto it and screwed their brains out. Lust was in the air as they again made passionate love in the shower, and again in the morning on the floor.

Saturday they spent visiting museums and the zoo, as well as walking around and seeing the sights. They had a wonderful day and came back to the room and relaxed as they discussed dinner plans. With little money but wanting to celebrate their wedding, they decided to get dressed up for dinner and dine at a nice, but inexpensive, restaurant. They called the Hotel's Concierge who recommended a new Italian restaurant that had just opened, and in his opinion, would be one of the top places in the area for food and ambiance.

The Concierge made the reservation for them and at seven that evening they exited the hotel and walked to the restaurant which was just a quick walk away. The restaurant was in an new office building on the main floor and was decorated as one would expect an authentic Italian restaurant to look, giving it an air of authenticity. They were seated quickly and were very surprised when a bottle of champagne was presented to them as congratulation on their marriage; it seems the Concierge has informed the restaurant of the occasion.

The dinner was exquisite. Brad had the Costoletta di Vitello, which was grilled veal chop, and Julie had the Polletto al Mattone, grilled spring chicken with artichokes and for desert they shared a Tartufo al Cioccolato Fondente e Vaniglia in Salsa di Lamponi, which was a chocolate and vanilla truffle in a raspberry sauce with fresh berries.

Sated from the wonderful dinner, they sat back and finished the bottle of champagne. Julie, who was not a drinker, had a glass or two more than Brad, and as they were walking out the door to head back to their room began to show the effects of the alcohol as her footing was unsure and her words were slightly slurred. But the most interesting effect was the lowering of her inhibitions, which Brad found very exciting, and it was going to change their lives forever.

"You know, it's been a good day" slurred Julie as she held onto his arm with her head on his shoulder.

"I agree. It has been a good day. But," he kissed her on the top of her head, "I think it's going to be an even greater night."

Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe she was just horny as all hell, "Oohh, why? Will you do something differently? Maybe something naughty?"

Something naughty? He was only thinking about another round of sex! But now he began to wonder what she had in mind. "What do you consider, naughty?" he asked with a smile.

She felt a tingling in her nether regions as she blushed. Where is she going to go with this? How far should she take it? She chickened out, "Hmmm, I don't know."

She was not telling the truth, there was something she just wasn't saying. "Is there anything that we haven't done that you would like to do?" he asked with a smile.

Shoot! Can she tell him? Blushing even more she said, "I, well, yes, but"

It was a game now, getting her to tell him what she wanted. "Not sure?" he laughed.

She punched him on the shoulder and said, "Cut it out."

"Okay, okay" he said defensively.

"I'm just, not sure." Not sure in telling you she thought to herself.

They walked a few more steps when Brad continued, "So, you want to do something we haven't done before, but you're too afraid to say it?"

There, he knows. Well, not what turns her on the most, but he knows that there is something that she knows that he doesn't know that I know I want to try, but I don't know if he would be okay with that. Wow, I really drank too much. She nodded her head yes.

"So, how am I supposed to know what it is you want to try that we've never done before?"

She shrugged her shoulders.

As they walked on, Brad's mind was going a million miles a second running through every sexual position and fetish in his limited mind. It was then that he realized that he was HIGHLY aroused. He was excited, as never before, anticipating an evening of unknown sexual perversions of unknown pleasures. And they were all there for him, if he only knew what they were.

He had to find out what she wanted, what she desired, but had no clue how to go about finding out what it was. It could be anything! And if he suggested something she thought was, perverse, itwould spoil the night. Or worse, turn her off to whatever he suggested. And THAT would stink if it was something HE wanted to do that they never did before.

It would be a lose/lose situation. It was like in grade school when his friends dared him to ask out Jenny Fibblebottom. THAT was a BAD day. She punched him right in the mouth. He learned a real lesson that day. He should have NEVER, EVER, do something on a Dare.

Dare?

That's it! He could DARE her! And if she didn't want to do it, she could say no! But what if she backed out of everything he suggested? So what! So she backs out. What's the harm!

Well, first she could think I'm a freak for mentioning the dare, or whatever the dare could be! Maybe that could be to his advantage in that he could dare anything and she can't hold it against him.

He gathered up his courage and began, "I, have an idea that where I can try and figure out your sexual desire, which you are afraid to tell me about, and maybe have a little fun along the way."

She shivered, will he find out? Does he want to do the same thing that I want to do? She felt herself getting wet just thinking about it. "Okay."

"Okay." He replied nervously. "I suggest that until I find out what your desire is, or until you tell me, or had enough of, that we play a game called dare."

Dare? What the hell is that?!? What an idiot. He has NO clue what she wants! What she needs! Well, she could just tell him. No, no she couldn't, she would be WAY too embarrassed. And what if she did tell him and he thinks that she's a freak! Or, worse yet, never EVER wants to do what she secretly wants to do? Going her entire life without ever experiencing that? No. It would be better if he suggests it than her asking for it.

"Dare? How, how, uhm, well, how would that work exactly."

"Well, I would suggest, or rather, I would Dare you to do something, and you would either do it or not."

"If I don't want to do whatever it is I don't have to?"

"Nope."

Intrigued and somewhat relieved she asked, "So, like, what would the Dare be?"

He laughed nervously and said, "Oh no, no you don't. You have to agree to participate. Then we can start. And, none of this, you know, agree to play but then back out of everything."

Oh that wasn't good! "What if I agree but later on I want to quit, I can't because I'm stuck."

"Well, I guess either one of us can end the Dare at any time. Either playing the game forever or just that day. Or night. Or if I Dare you to do the thing you won't tell me about" he said with a smile.

She thought about it for a moment and said, "I think I could live with that."

He felt himself shiver as he asked, "So, we are agreed?"

"Yes, I think so. So. What is your first dare?"

He thought about it and decided on a simple approach, "Kiss me."

She stopped and kissed him passionately.

"I like this game" he said as she broke the kiss.

They were coming up to the hotel when she said, "Okay, give me another one."

Since the first one was easy, the next one should be a little more, risqué. "When we get in the hotel, I'm going to into the bar, and since I know you so well, you will go to the bathroom. The dare, is when you come out you can only be wearing the dress and the shoes."

She stopped and said, "What?!?"

"No bra, no panties. Dress and shoes. That's it."

She bit her lip and thought about the dare. She was modest, almost to a fault and the thought of walking around almost naked scared her. Or was it excitement? She wanted to say no but the alcohol and her newly aroused state stopped her. So what if she took off her bra and panties, who would care? The dress wasn't see thru, but it was a v neck and kind of low cut. She was also worried about people seeing her free swinging beasts underneath her dress. She wasn't huge, but she was a well-defined C cup.

There was also problem with the shortness of the dress, it was a mid-thigh, but they would be inside and it wouldn't blow up with the wind exposing her to the world. They would also be in a bar which is kind of dark, so people might not notice she was nearly naked.

They walked into the hotel and not knowing what Julie was going to do he stopped outside the bar and kissed her and said, "I'll be inside at the bar."

He walked into the bar leaving her at the entrance where the bathrooms were. Of course she had to go, so she went. She closed the stall door and sat down; thinking heavily on what she was going to do. The bra and panties were easy to conceal in her purse, the pantyhose was cheap and could be thrown away, but the slip she was wearing was new and she didn't want to get rid of it because she needed it for work.

She removed her pantyhose, panties, and slip and sat back down on the commode, stuffing the panties and slip into her purse while still holding her pantyhose. So far so good, but it was the bra that she was reluctant on removing.

Screw it she said to herself and removed the bra, stuffing it into the purse as well, which was difficult to close as it was stuffed completely full. When the purse was closed she got up and walked to the sink and washed her hands before looking at herself in the mirror, taking stock in herself. She was twenty three, had shoulder length light brown hair, nice rack, pretty face, and was scared shitless. What the hell did she get herself into?

But she smiled, wickedly, at herself in the mirror, it as kind of exciting! It was an all-new Julie. That's what was exciting to her, she could be anything or anyone she wanted to be, and it wasn't her fault, it was the Dare's fault!

She looked at herself critically; too bad no one could tell she wasn't wearing a bra! She smiled wickedly and thought oh they will know and reached inside her dress to rubbed and pinched her nipples, making them stiffen. Looking back in the mirror she could now clearly see them poking through her dress.

Brad was sitting at the bar and had ordered a couple of drinks, an Appletini for her and Jack and Coke for him, and waited patiently for Julie. The thought of his wife practically naked walking through the bar had him sexually aroused and primed for a night of wild sex.

Finally he saw her walking towards him and he knew immediately that she had removed her bra as her breasts bounced and swayed as she walked towards him, and when she got closer he could see her nipples jutting out from beneath her dress. He couldn't believe the way she showed herself off! That was so unlike her.

She stopped in front of him and said, "Done."

He moved in and kissed her and said, "You look beautiful."

"Thank you." Looking at the drink before her at the bar she asked, "Is this for me?"

She sat down and took a sip of her drink.

"And, would the, downstairs be as similarly, bereft of covering as the upstairs?"

She looked him in the eye, flashed a wicked grin, and said softly, "You'll have to find out for yourself."

OH MY GOD! He screamed to himself. He took his drink and downed the remaining contents and placed it back on the bar. He waved to the bartender and pointed to the glass, indicating he wanted another one. When the bartender was making another one for him he moved close to his wife, and making sure no one was watching, slid his hand up her thigh until he touched her bare, and moist, pussy.

He quickly pulled his hand back fearful that he might do something inappropriate like take his wife right there. This was a new Julie before him. And it excited the hell out of him.

He smiled and asked, "So, shall we go back to the room?"

Who knew that showing some skin would be so invigorating! All those years that she spent shielding her body from spying eyes now seem like such a waste! She wanted to go back to the room and get fucked, but she also wanted to show off her body. She turned to Brad and leaned on the bar, giving him a look at her free swinging breasts and said, "You know, I'd like to have another drink, and maybe go dancing, or maybe go to a club?"

Another drink? Go out to a club? Who is this person I married? Oh, what the hell he thought to himself, and called the bartender over and asked, "Is there a decent place close that has dancing?"

The bartender thought for a moment and said, "The closest place is Parsons, it's a nice place, trendy, and somewhat pricey."

Brad looked at Julie who nodded yes to him, so he asked, "Where is it?"

He leaned over the bar and pointed to the front of the hotel and said, "From the entrance, turn left, go two blocks and turn right, it is across the street on the next corner, can't miss it, big flashing sign."

He nodded his head to the bartender and said, "Thanks." He looked at Julie and said, "Well, let's finish our drinks and go find Parsons."

Julie jumped up and down a little as she said, "Goody".

He was amazed watching her jump a little. Did she know that her breasts were bouncing freely? Whatever the case, he liked what he saw!

The directions were perfect and in no time they were inside heading to the bar where they ordered a couple of drinks, the same as they had at the hotel bar. They took their drinks and found a small table away from the dance area and sat down and surveyed the club. It looked like it was a new club. The tables and chairs were free of scuffs and marks, the carpet looked fresh and not drenched with stale drinks or the remnants of cigarettes or their ash. It was a very nice place.

They sat through a couple of songs before Julie said, "Come on, let's dance", downed the remainder of her drink and got up and started towards the dance floor shaking her ass in time to the beat of the music. Brad downed his drink and followed her quickly, the dance floor was crowded and he was afraid he might not be able to find her if she got too far ahead of him.

Julie stopped just inside the mass of people on the dance floor and turned around searching for Brad. She could see him making his way, looking very funny as he made his way towards her trying to avoid the people dancing with a very hard cock in his pants. Before Brad got to her she began dancing, slightly shaking her tits and ass as he reached her.

They danced for several songs before they decided to take a break and cool down and have another drink. They sat at a different table, the one they had sat at before was taken, and could only find a table in a dimly lit area of the club.

Brad moved his chair so that he was sitting next to Julie, "So, you seem to be enjoying yourself."

Julie turned to him, "I am. I've never had so much fun dancing!"

He asked, "I wonder why?"

She laughed, he knew why. They both did. This Dare game was a freeing experience for both of them, and they loved it.

He leaned over and kissed her, and placed his hand on her knee, waiting to see what her response would be.

She returned his kiss, and when she felt his hand her mind went into a whirl wondering what she was going to do. While her mind was in a complete mess about what to do, her body took over as her leg his hand was on moved outward, spreading her legs.

His heart racing, he slid his hand up beneath her dress all the way until he touched her pussy. Using his middle finger he searched for her vaginal opening, and upon finding it moved it forward until he was in up to the first knuckle.

Julie responded by groaning into Brad's mouth and grabbing him by the shoulders, holding onto him tightly. This was wrong. Anyone could see him, see what he was doing to her. She's got to stop this, she has to stop him.

She broke the kiss and closed her legs, giving him enough time to remove his hand.

He smiled at her and said, "Enough?"

She nodded her head yes.

He had reached her limit. Or did he? Maybe he needed to push the envelope. He leaned forward and said, "I dare you to spread your legs and let me finger you some more."

She knew that he would dare her, she knew it was coming. She now had to make a choice, continue the game or end it for the night. She didn't want the game to end, but she didn't want to him to finger her. Well, she smiled to herself, she did want that, just not where everyone could see.

Julie downed her drink and said, "I will, but you need to get me another drink."

Brad leaned over and kissed her and said, "Be right back."

He went quickly to the bar and had to wait for the bartender who was busy at the other end of the bar. As he waited another man came up alongside him and leaned on the bar as well waiting to place his order. He was older, but not by much, late twenties or early thirties, and dressed very well.

The guy waiting to order looked back at the dance floor and said, "This place is something isn't it?"

Brad looked to the dance floor and replied, "Yeah, nice place."

He turned to Brad and said, "I uhm, noticed you and your friend. At the table."

He felt a slight rush at the mention of his friend at the table. Did he see them?

He raised his hand showing the ring on his finger, "Wife. We're newlyweds."

The man nodded his head in acknowledgment, "You're a lucky man, she's a beautiful woman."

"I agree, thanks."

He leaned in and said, "And very sexy. And, uhm, very open."

He smiled, yeah he saw.

"Not many woman are as willing to please their man."

"She has her moments."

He now turned to Brad saying, "I'm not sure you know this, but, where you are sitting, it's almost impossible for anyone to see what you're doing. There is only one table in the entire place where someone would have any chance at all to see what you are, or not, doing with your beautiful new wife."

"Really?"

"Yeah. No one would see anything. In fact the only people who would see anything would be the couple sitting at that table over there" where he pointed to a table close to where Julie was sitting. At the table was a woman sitting watching people dancing.

He motioned with his head to the woman sitting at his table "Your girlfriend?"

"Yes."

The drinks arrived and as Brad was putting down his money the man said, "No, it's on me."

Brad nodded at him and said, "Thanks."

"Not a problem. Have a good night."

Julie sat transfixed by the dilemma she had placed herself in. Her modesty told her that allowing Brad to continue with what she had stopped was ludicrous, and in some states was most assuredly illegal. But it was the other voice that screamed out to her to let the man do as he wants as she basked in the sexual awakening from this evening's game of Dare.

Her mind could not, or would not, make a decision as to how she would respond. She found herself in the same position she was in not so many years ago when she was making out with Jimmy Katon in the back of his dad's car. Torn by the lust brought on by Jimmy and the common sense to stop Jimmy she froze, thereby giving up any decision to Jimmy, who in any other circumstance she would never have allowed to get into her pants. Looking back on that incident her only regret was in NOT making a decision.

Her mind was clear, she knew what she wanted to do.

Brad walked back, taking a good look around the closer he got to their table to confirm what the gentleman at the bar had said, and was pleased to find he was correct. But the knowledge that his fooling around with his wife in a public place hidden from the view of others had diminished his sexual arousal.

As he placed the drink before his wife and sat down he did notice that the man from the bar had taken a seat which could allow him to see them in the darkened area of the club. The man winked at him as he settled into his seat, giving Brad a little jolt of eroticism.

After the song finished he leaned over to tell Julie of the conversation he had with the guy at the bar when Julie kissed him, and then took his hand and placed it on her knee. Wow! He slid his hand forward until his middle finger once again got to the entrance to her wet pussy.

He slid further this time, he was sure she wouldn't stop him now, and wiggled his finger slightly. He broke the kiss and whispered to her, "Do you like this? Getting fingered in public?"

In her heightened sexual arousal she breathlessly answered, "Yes!"

He pulled his finger out and ran it up her slit until he touched her clit, which even if he couldn't see it was fully engorged.

He heard her gasp when he ran his finger ran over her clit. Would she allow him to continue? He hoped so! He slowly moved his finger up and down over her clit bringing a soft moan from her closed lips, a moan that he was all too familiar with, expressing her excitement and passion with what he was doing.

He leaned in and said, "What would you do if someone was watching us right now?"

Breathlessly she said, "Nothing."

"Would it excite you to know that someone is watching you right now?" he asked.

She shivered in both excitement and fear at the thought of someone seeing them, but she was unsure which one was greater. She wanted to look but was afraid to, afraid to see someone looking at her, at what Brad was doing to her, and how she was reacting to what he was doing to her.

But her time of timidity was long past, "Yes, it would excite me."

He continued moving his finger gently over her clit as he asked, "Would it excite you to know that a man at the bar told me you were a very beautiful and sexy woman?"

She shook as she responded, "Very much!"

"He said that I was a lucky man to have a woman that can please their man as you are."

"Ugh"

He nibbled her ear as he continued, "And, he can probably see what I am doing to you. Do you want me to stop?"

"No, please don't."

"Do you want to know who is watching you? He's sitting right before you."

She opened her eyes and looked, before her a little to the right was a man not much older than they were, sitting with a woman who was watching people dancing, and he was watching her. Her whole body shook with excitement seeing him watching her and she groaned as Brad began to rub her clit faster. As Julie made eye contact with the man from the bar, he smiled and winked at her.

Brad's excitement at what he was doing was beyond anything that he had ever felt before. Nothing was like this, nothing at all. "Do you see him?"

"Yes" she croaked

"Is he watching?"

"Yes. He, winked at me."

"Wink back."

She was so sexually aroused that she wanted the man watching her to know it as well, so she parted her lips and ran her tongue over them before winking back.

Feeling that her orgasm was close, he asked, "Do you want him to see you come?"

Her voice was almost pleading as she said, "Yes!"

She continued to watch the man, looking him in the eye, wanting him to see her as she came, to see her as a sexual animal, full of lust and desire. She wanted him to see her in the throes of the release of her sexual energy.

And watch he did. The eyes, those beautiful eyes showed the lust that he had for her. He wanted to be the man plucking the strings, to give her the orgasm, and when he was done, to fuck her. That's what he wanted, she could see it in those beautiful eyes.

And with their eyes locked together she came like never before, it was every orgasm she ever had all wrapped up into this one, single, exquisite, orgasm. Her body shook, and she almost fell off her seat, as wave after wave of pleasure ran through her body, so intense was this orgasm that she nearly screamed out in pleasure. The power of it almost broke the eye contact with the man, but she held it, watching him watch her.

Finally, as her tumultuous orgasm faded she winked at the watcher, and when he winked back she smiled and pursed her lips in a kiss before turning back to Brad and kissing him deeply.

Brad was blown over by the intensity of Julie's orgasm. Never before had he ever witnessed her have an orgasm as intense as the one she just had. Of all the woman he had been with, none had ever had an orgasm like this. None.

When he felt that her orgasm had subsided he asked, "Are you okay?"

"That, was the most powerful, wondrous, intense orgasm I've ever had!" she replied blissfully.

He kissed her forehead, "I could tell."

She looked into his eyes and smiled as she said, "We need to go back to the room so you can fuck me."

"Your wish is my command!" and stood up.

It was far easier for him to stand up than it was for her, but with his help she stood and walked, albeit shakily, towards the exit, but not before looking back at the watcher. And as they made eye contact she realized the power her sexuality had on others as his eyes were riveted on her, like she was the only woman in the room, and she was the only person who could satisfy his sexual needs. She had brought this out in other men while they were actively involved in a sexual trysts, but to her knowledge she had never had a man react to her like he was now. The look of lust and want upon his face excited her.

The walk back to the hotel seemed to take an eternity, which only heightened their lust. Brad kissed her deeply when the elevator door's closed and ran a hand up over her dress until the palm of his hand was on her breast. He held it there and squeezed it gently before removing it. He didn't want to push it and transform these nights newly found sexuality into a anything but a wonderful memory.

But when they entered their room and the door closed lust consumed them both, kissing passionately. They moved into the room kissing and rubbing each other as they made their way to the bed. When they reached it, Brad broke the kiss and pushed her back onto the bed; he spread her legs and leaned down kissing his way up her legs until he got to her sweet smelling pussy. He inhaled deeply before diving in and bringing Julie to an orgasm.

While Julie settled down from her orgasm Brad stood up and removed his clothes tossing them everywhere. Naked, he moved between Julie's legs and placed the head of his hard cock at the entrance of her pussy, and slowly drove it into her until he reached bottom, which was easy since she was so wet.

Normally he would have taken his time, and let the excitement build but not now, lust had him in its hold, and he began to fuck her hard and deep, pulling out till only the head was in before shoving his cock back into her.

This fucking, which was so unlike Brad, was pushing her to another orgasm, and as she was losing herself in the impending orgasm another part of her took over, a more vocal part, "Come on and fuck me. Fuck me good."

He was not sure where this was coming from, but it turned Brad on. Julie was not what you would call wild in bed, getting her to open up took a lot of time and he thought that where she was today was the limit. But now, the dirty talk, that was new. That was something that he never would have expected. He began to move with more force saying, "Yeah baby, you like that? You like getting fucked hard like that?"

"Yeah, I love it. Give it to me. Fuck me good." She nearly screamed.

This as too much, he felt it coming, "I'm almost there..."

"Come on and give to me!. Shoot it in me", she yelled as she grabbed his ass and squeezed it hard.

He let out a loud groan as he thrust deep inside her as he climaxed. His entire body stiffened and until he was done, then he collapsed on top of her, spent from one the greatest orgasms he ever had.

Julie wrapped her legs around him pulling him into her, holding him tightly to her. She felt his cock pulsate within her several times, she could almost feel each and every spurt of his hot cum as it shot inside her.

As she felt Brad relax on top of her, she became aware of her own desire for more. She wanted more. She wanted another orgasm, and another, and another! She rolled over until she was on top of Brad, and began to grind her hips into his.

Brad looked up at Julie as she ground into him, "You want more?"

She smiled at him seductively, "Yeah, I want more of your hard cock."

Who was this?!?!? "It's going to take a little time to recharge."

Julie didn't want to wait for him to recharge, she wanted it now, and she decided that what Brad needed was just a little encouragement. Recalling a porn video that they watched, well she really didn't watch it that much, she found it kind of, icky, but there was one scene that got Brad's attention.

She sat up, and changed from grinding her hips onto his groin to moving them in a slow deliberate circle. She looked at him slyly and asked, "Do you like my tits?"

Brad smiled as he responded, "I love your tits."

She moved her hands up and cupped them, "They're not too small are they?"

"No baby, they are perfect."

She pinched her nipples, "How about my nipples?"

"Oh baby, I love them."

She pushed her tits up, "Do you think I could lick them?"

"I don't know."

"Would you like to see me lick them?"

"Fuck yeah."

She moved her head down and parted her lips slightly, she ran her tongue around her lips before extending it slowly, and drawing out the time it took to touch her nipple. She was surprised by the immense delight she took in teasing Brad, and even more when her tongue touched her nipple. She flicked her tongue over the top of the nipple and asked, "I can do it. Do you like that? Does it turn you on seeing me lick my nipples?"

He nodded his head yes, "Yeah, it turns me on."

And on queue she felt him harden within her, time to kick it up a notch, "Do you think the guy at the bar would be turned on?"

"Yeah, he would be. Does it turn you on thinking about him seeing you do that?"

A shiver of excitement ran through her at the thought of doing that in front of a stranger. She nodded her head yes.

Brad took the initiative and began raising his hips, just a little, pushing his newly hardened cock into her, "I think someone is ready to continue. Do you want to drive?"

Julie didn't answer but began moving up and down while moving her hips in tight little circles. She stopped licking her nipples but began rubbing her tits and pinching her nipples.

Brad placed his hands on her hips, "I love watching you play with your nipples. It's a huge turn on."

Hearing him say that caused her to pull on them, bringing a loud groan and a gasp as she said, "God that feels sooo good."

After a couple of minutes of this she had lost complete control as she began to bounce up and down on his hard cock. All she could think about was how good his cock felt in her She moved her hands to his chest to steady herself as she began fucking faster.

Brad moved his hands from her hips to her breasts, lightly squeezing them as he rubbed the nipples with his thumbs. With all of the playing she did with her nipples they were a little tender and even his little play with her nipples was a touch painful, but it also excited her.

"You sweet motherfucker," she groaned. "Oh fuck, your cock feels so good!"

She moved her hands to his nipples and began playing with them as he played with hers, she'd never played with his and wasn't sure if he enjoyed what she was doing. But she enjoyed it.

Brad was meeting her thrusts head on, fucking her deeper and with powerful strokes. She was going wild bouncing up and down on him! She never talked during sex let alone talking dirty. It was like she was a completely different person!

At that moment Julie knew she couldn't hold back any longer as she cried "Oh fuck me! Oh shit, that's so fucking good. Oh fucking shiiiiit!"

Before Brad's eyes Julie transformed into some lust filled animal, her face contorted and her hands that were playing with his chest and nipples clamped onto them tightly as the pleasures that erupted inside her were came out for him to see. She kept bouncing her ass up and down on him as he succumbed to her wiles and filled her up mixing his come and her juices together.

She bounced up and down a couple more times before she stopped and for a moment sat on top of him, her eyes tightly closed as her orgasm subsided. Sated she fell on top of him, kissed him and rolled off of on the bed letting out a load sigh before saying, "That, was the greatest orgasm of my life."

Breathing heavily Brad replied, "Yes it was."

After a couple of minutes Brad got up and, seeing that Julie was almost asleep, moved her up the bed and put her under the covers. Her eyes still closed, she smiled and was quickly asleep. He kissed her on the forehead and she smiled at, followed by him doing the same. In no time both were fast asleep.


They woke up late the following morning and had to quickly get their things together, gathering the clothes thrown about the room, which were mostly Brad's. Each needed a shower and they contemplated taking one together but they knew where that would end up. They checked out got in their car and were on their way home by 11am.

The trip home didn't take long, 15 minutes or so, as they didn't live far from downtown. They lived in a neighborhood that was a few years away, they hoped, from becoming an up and coming neighborhood, so it wasn't the best. But it was in the city and close to public transportation.

Their home was on the third floor of a two story building where dormers turned the attic into a third apartment. This was a common theme in the area as almost all of the homes of similar design had been modified this way. This had a couple of benefits, as well as several drawbacks. First they were cheaper to rent, a good thing for newlyweds with little money, and the owners lived on premises and fostered a homey and family type atmosphere.

The drawbacks were devastating at times but the two that caused the most discomfort were due to the weather. With only a couple of window fans you could boil in the summer as the heat of the sun baked the converted attic. And in the winter with only a space heater for the entire apartment it got cold.

They walked between the houses reaching the doorway that lead to the stairs leading up the two flights to their apartment.

They entered their apartment and turned on the window fans, eighty degree's outside was like ninety in the apartment. Even more so since the windows were closed.

They moved to the bedroom to unpack and sort out their clothes. With Brad having only three suits he had to get his to the cleaners, and when he looked at Julie's dress that definitely had to go as well as there was a large area that was discolored. With a smile he wondered where that came from.

Julie, seeing him holding the dress and seeing the discolored area knew it was the right time to bring it up. "I want to talk about last night."

Brad felt a cold chill go through him, last night was the most erotic night of his life and the sex was incredible. "Sure."

Julie took a deep breath and began what could be a delicate conversation, "I was, am, I am, not sure about what we did."

Brad, took a quick look at her to gauge her feelings, she was nervous, that he could by her voice, and hoped that she wasn't upset with what they did last night. "What aren't you so sure about?"

Oh God, where do I start she thought to herself? "Well, it would be that, someone could have, seen me, seen us, do what we were doing."

What?!? He stopped what he was doing and turned to Julie, "I thought you liked what we did, I thought it turned you on?"

She could feel herself blush, "Well, yeah I liked it and it did turn me on. But, it's, not something that I want other people to know, like people who know you and me."

"There was no one there that knew us

I'm not going to tell anyone," he replied reassuringly.

"I know that, that's not what I'm afraid of. What I am afraid of is, if there was someone that knew us, and saw what we did."

Almost pleading he replied, "But there wasn't anybody that we knew there."

"But there could have been."

"But there wasn't."

"But if there were! I don't want to take a chance with that. We're just starting out, and if someone that we are going to work with or will meet in our professional lives saw what we were doing, I'd be mortified. And, if they told anyone, like our family or coworkers, it could be the end of our careers. It's, too great a risk."

He heard what Julie was saying, and listened to her concerns, and mulled it over, and decided he had to give her that because it was a valid concern. "Okay, so your concern is that someone we know could have seen us, not that a stranger saw us?"

She thought about it before saying, "Well, yeah."

"So, if we were ever to do this again, it would have to be where no one would know us?"

"Yeah, that would work for me."

"So, what we did was okay with you?"

"Yeah."

Brad had a sense that there was more and continued, "Julie, this is the time to be honest. If you're not okay with what we did, that's okay. We are working out what we want, or don't want, to do sexually. So we need to be clear on what is okay and what isn't. So, be open and be honest."

"I'm okay with what we did. I was excited sexually, and if an opportunity exists where I'd feel safe in doing what we did last night, I'd do it again."

"So we're good?"

"Yeah, I think so."

Brad thought about their evening and wondered what the original fantasy that started the whole thing was.

Julie had a serene smile on her face as she contemplated when he would give her the next dare. And what it would be.

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