I was an eighteen year old virgin when Barry came into my life, he was twenty two. Before our wedding day, six months after we met, sex played a very minor part in our relationship. I think we had only fucked a dozen or so times, always in the missionary position. I should have realised something had changed when he insisted I shaved my pussy and went naked under my wedding dress. Then, on our wedding night, he shoved his full eight inches up my ass. It hurt like hell, but he was my husband and, I thought, entitled to shove his cock where he wanted. After dumping his load in my dung funnel he shoved his shit encrusted cock into my mouth and tried to force the knob down my throat. Can you imagine, the bastard expecting me to suck his cock for the first time when it was covered in shit, at least it was my shit. Still, he was my husband and, I thought entitled to do with my body as he pleased.
For the rest of the honeymoon I went without scanties, at Barry's insistence. Each morning he would fuck me in the ass before breakfast. Then we would go down to the beach and sunbathe nude. He insisted I lay with my knees high and legs spread so people could get a good look at my freshly shaved pussy and cum oozing ass.
Before lunch he would dump a load in my pussy, then during lunch I would wear a very short and tight skirt that rode up so I sat on my bare ass giving the waiter a view of my pussy as he served. In the afternoons we walked about the shopping centre. I would try on several pairs of shoes, needles to say the assistants had a full view of my cum oozing pussy.
Each evening after tea he would fuck my mouth, eventually I managed to swallow his knob so his balls could bang against my chin. Evenings saw us in the hotel disco. Barry took great delight in raising my skirt and undoing my blouse so everyone could see my boobs, ass and hairless pussy.
Was I embarrassed? Of course I was. Why did I let him do it? He was my husband. Was I a nymphomaniac or exhibitionist? I didn't think so at the time. He just wanted to do things with my body and he was my husband so do things with my body he did.
On the last night of our honeymoon he stripped me naked as we entered the disco and I stayed that way all night. Embarrassed? I'll say I was. Especially when he guided me onto my knees and shoved his cock into my mouth. He dumped his load all over my face and into my hair. I had to stay encrusted with his cum for the rest of the evening.
Back in our room he had me kneel in the shower and pissed all over my face, 'To wash the cum away'. This was new, and too kinky by half, especially when he had me open my mouth! But he was my husband and if he wanted to pee on me then pee on me he would.
When we arrived home things didn't improve. He fucked my ass, came on my face and pissed in my mouth almost daily. Then he fist fucked me. It hurt like hell. At first I didn't know what he was doing. I thought he was trying to spread me for a better look, However;
"Tammy, you're the kinkiest girl I've ever met. No other girl would let me do what you do."
I couldn't believe my ears. What other girl? I wasn't kinky. He was the kinky fucker.
"Yeoh! That hurts."
"Just a little bit more, It'll be all right."
"Yeoh! Please Billy, no more."
"Just. One. More. Little. Bit. And..."
"Billy. Stop. Please. It. Hurts. Yeoh!"
"Almost. There. One. More... That's it, I'm in."
"What the fuck have you shoved in me. It hurts. Take it out please Billy."
"Relax Tammy, it's just my fist. It's in right up to my wrist. When you get used to it I'll give you your first fist fuck."
"Please Billy. No. It hurts. Take it out. Please Billy".
"Relax Hunny, it'll be all right."
Then he started and I screamed. Billy kept on fucking my pussy with his fist. It hurt, like hell, and just kept on hurting.
"Billy. Please. Stop. It. Hurts."
"Relax doll. I can feel your cervix. I'm going to try to get into your womb."
"No Billy. Please. I'll die. Stop. Pleaseeeeeeeee!"
"I can feel it opening honey, just a little more and. That's it. It's open, Holy fuck. My hand's in your womb."
I looked down through tear streaked eyes and saw he was almost up to his elbow in me.
"Hunny, your the kinkiest girl I've ever fist fucked."
How many women had this shit fist fucked?
"Yeoh! It hurts! Pleas Billy! No more! Take it out!"
"Relax Hunny, it's all the way in. now I'll make you cum."
"No Billy. Please. No. No more..."
"I'm I'm cummmiiinnnggg. I'm cummmiiinnnggg. I'm cummmiiinnnggg."
He fist fucked me for what felt like hours, until I passed out. I woke up with his cock dumping a load in my ass.
"Did you enjoy that Hunny?"
"No Billy. It hurt like hell. Please don't do it again."
"Relax Hunny, It'll be much easier next time."
"No Billy please."
Next time was the following night. and the next night and the next. I never got to like it or even enjoy it. But Billy wanted to shove his fist into my womb so I let him shove his fist into my womb.
"OK Hunny, I want you to kneel up and spread your knees, that's right. Now put your head on the pillow. Now relax. I'm sorry but this will hurt."
"What're you going to do Billy?"
"I'm going to fist fuck your ass Hunny."
"No Billy. Please No. My pussy was bad enough. I can't take your fist in my... Yeoh!"
"Relax Hunny, I'm using plenty of lube."
"Please. Billy. No. It. Hurts. Yeoh!
"Hold on Hunny. Four fingers in, Now. My. Thumb. And..."
"Yeoh! Please Billy. Stop. It hurts. Please. St..."
"Just my wrist to go. Relax Hunny. Almost. There. That's it. All in."
"Relax Hunny just get used to it before I start."
"Please. Billy. No. More. It. Yeoh!"
"It's OK Hunny. I'm just going to rotate it a little before starting the fist fuck in earnest."
"Please. Billy. No. More. It. Yeoh!"
The fucker was now moving his fist in and out. Slowly at first, then faster and further. Eventually he was pulling his hand right the way out and then pushing it all the way in. At least he wasn't going up to his elbow like he did in my pussy.
"Please. Billy. No. More. It... I'm cummmiiinnnggg. I'm cummmiiinnnggg. I'm cummmiiinnnggg."
Eventually I passed out. I woke up with A fist in both my holes. The fucker was double fisting me. I'd never heard of such a thing. Hell before I met Billy I'd never heard of fist fucking or water sports, as he called it.
The following night Billy said he was going to find out just what I could take. Anyway to cut a long story short, I ended up sleeping with a whisky bottle embedded in my pussy and a beer bottle all the way up my ass. Did I enjoy it? hell no. Did I cum? Hell yes. Did I want him to do it again? Hell no. Did he do it again? Hell yes, and again and again and again.
We'd been married for about a year. I'd let Billy do anything he wanted. Fist fuck my ass and pussy, right into my womb. Shove bottles into me. Shove his cock right down my throat. Piss in my mouth. Go out with him wearing very revealing clothes with cum trickling out of my pussy and ass. However up until now it had been strictly between him and me.
One night Billy's brother Mike came around, as he did once a month or so. I had just brought in the coffee.
"Mike, do you think Tammy's pretty?"
"I'll say she is."
"Tammy take your clothes off so Mike can see the rest of you", Billy said matter of factually.
"Come on Tammy, be a sport, get your dress off."
What was I to do. My husband wanted me to strip in front of his brother. I slid the straps off my shoulders and stepped out of the loose fitting dress. I was left standing there wearing only white nylons, suspenders and patent shoes.
"Put your foot up on the arm of his chair so he can get a proper look Hunny."
What the hell must Mike think. Me standing there, foot on the arm of his chair, pussy wide open. He must think I'm a complete slut. Still Billy wanted me to show him so..."
I felt Mike slip a finger into my pussy.
"Mike why don't you take her upstairs and fuck the shit out of her".
"No!" I shouted.
So there we were. Mike lying on the bed. Me sitting on top of him. His cock pistoning in and out of my well used arse. Billy came into the room, naked. Climbed on the bed and shoved his prick into my pussy. Both men dumped their load inside me while I was on cloud nine and shouting obscenities.
"Do you think she'll take both our cocks in her pussy?" Mike asked while I, still naked, was serving coffee.
"She should do," Billy replied, "I shove my arm and whisky bottles in there regularly. In fact she'll take us both in her ass. Won't you Hunny?"
"Billy, please no."
Mike was lying on the bed with me kneeling over him, his prick in my pussy.
"Hold it there," said Billy.
He climbed up over my back and shoved his prick right up my pussy on top of his brothers.
"See, I told you she could take it."
It wasn't as bad as the whisky bottle or his fucking arm. I was just beginning to cum.
"Lets double fuck the bitch's arse," said Billy.
I was taken aback. Bitch! Bitch! I was his wife. Doing anything he wanted. And he called me a bitch!
Billy was lying on the bed with me sitting on him and leaning back, his prick embedded in my arse. Mike straddled us and guided his prick right up my arse on top of his brothers. They fucked and fucked and fucked. Kinky or what? I ended up with two doses of cum in my ass.
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