Chapter 1: One Becomes Two

I woke up the morning after our wedding night and as I cleared the fog from my brain I looked over at my sleeping bride. Carol was what wet dreams are made of. As she lay there sprawled on her side facing me, sleeping soundly I enjoyed a moment of just looking at her. Her blonde tresses spread out over her pillow and framed her gorgeous face perfectly. I thought of her deep blue eyes now hidden and how they could turn me on with a "come fuck me" look or almost make me cry with a look of "I adore you Dave".

Her lips were slightly parted, full cupid bow lips, sexy lips that delighted me in so many ways as she kissed me literally everywhere, some places requiring more attention than others of course. Her complexion was perfect, no other word for it. Her light tan contrasted with the blonde hair nicely. I loved the feel of her skin against the back of my hand as I stroked her cheek lightly like a feather. She always seemed to respond to my touch in the best of ways. She would sigh and say something like, "Oh God Dave you turn me on so easily."

The truth is almost everything turns Carol on and I love it that way.

Carol's body must have been done by an artist that loved sexy looking women. She stood 5'6" and weighed 125 lbs with absolute minimum fat. As we walked down streets men and women would turn to look at Carol. Her full breasts were lovely and firm yet were large enough that a hint of a delightful sag was present that caused them to sway as she walked... and bounce delightfully as she moved more aggressively. They were shaped just the way you would create them if you molded them out of clay... full, round, slightly upturned nipples. Her breasts were the perfect size to overflow my hands nicely. Her nipples so right to kiss and suck and nibble on lightly (or harder as she cried out for me to bite harder in the throws of her unbelievable climaxes).

Her small waist nipped in to an amazing 23" from the 38d breasts and then swelled into magnificent hips and ass of 36". Her ass... what a work of art, flowing from long trim perfect legs into such a cute tight ass that it always made me hard instantly, just looking at it. It felt so good in my hands. I love to cup a cheek in each of my hands as I make love to her sweetly aromatic cunt with my lips and tongue and nose and heart.

She was a natural blonde for sure and her bush was a delight to me. She kept it lightly trimmed knowing I loved to bury my face in her delicious pussy, hiding my face in her bush as my tongue explored her nether lips and her magical clit. I say magical because when I lightly lick it and then suck it and mouth it, it magically turns my lovely lady into a sexual animal, my lovely personal slut begging me to make her cum again and again and again... which I am always delighted to do. And I become her obedient slave administering to her sweet cunt until she is temporarily exhausted.

For a moment I thought of all the experiences we had had from the time we first met until our wedding including our wild flight to Jamaica. I was hard from just thinking about the past few months. I could resist no longer and I leaned over and kissed her sweet lips lightly letting my tongue explore very tentatively, the inner side of her full pouty delights. My hands were busy, one full of one of her magnificent tits, with it's now hard, erect, full nipple between my thumb and fore finger lightly pinching and rolling it the way I know she loves. My other hand lightly trails across her legs and ass and tummy just above her bush. She moans in her sleep and rolls over more on her back as she spreads her trim legs wide apart opening up her pussy to my explorations. I thought at the time, were I a strange man or woman doing the same things to my darling, wouldn't she still have opened herself to it? In her sleep she just naturally opened herself to pleasure. Much like when awake.

I dropped my lips to her other breast and sucked its erect nipple into my mouth and washed it with my tongue. She moaned louder and I felt her hands on the back of my head pulling my mouth harder into her full tit. I had no idea if she was awake or asleep then. My hand slid up covering her beautiful mons and I cupped it as one finger slipped slowly up and down her outer labia and I felt the growing moisture already present. My thumb had begun a slow circum-navigation of her magical button, not quite touching it yet stimulating it as it grew in size.

Then I heard her say,

"I don't know who you are stranger but you can stay a while longer." We both laughed and I raised up and met her lips in a passionate kiss as my fingers became more insistent in and on her delightful pussy. She gasped in my mouth and groaned against my lips,

"Oh God Dave, please wake me every day of my life like this. If you do I will be your slave forever." I broke the kiss she was talking into and smiled at her, "I thought maybe you were going to sleep through it all". "No fucking way cowboy... Oh shit... Dave please make me cum with your mouth, I want your tongue in my cunt. Then fuck me for three or four hours with that huge cock of yours." I smiled and kissed her lips, drinking the thrill of her dancing tongue, and then her nipples and then her cute "inny" belly button as I slowly made my way to where my love wanted me at that moment. Her hands caught and stroked my rigid cock that she had playfully measured the night before at a respectable 8 and 3/4 inches.

"Now I know how big you are so I can brag to my lady friends." she had said.

As I kissed her juicy lower lips lightly she sighed and said,

"If you shift your body around I would love to see how much of your monster cock I can swallow this morning."

I licked from her ass hole to her clit slowly, running my tongue over ever bit of her and she cried out and raised her mons up into my face harder. I stopped briefly and said,