Chapter 1

Brittany came out of the bedroom, all jazzed up. She was dressed up in her best miniskirt and a new blouse she had bought just for this occasion. She was a petite, young woman, who looked almost too skinny, with an oval shaped face. Her hair was currently shoulder length and was very blonde. Brittany was proud of the fact that it was that blond naturally. Some of her friends dyed their hair to get it to be that blond. Another feature she was proud of was what, on her build, looked to be a medium sized bosom. They were a nice size without being too big. She was very attractive but she had the look and bearing of someone who appeared vulnerable, a girl who needed someone to look after her. That look she was not proud of.

It was a little earlier than they had originally planned but that was Ok, tonight was their one year anniversary and they were going out to celebrate. It had been a good year since their wedding, everything hadn't been perfect of course, they had had some arguments and he had been gone that whole month, but she loved being married to Jon.

It had been a good wedding too, and an wonderful wedding night. It had been her first time and Jon had done everything just right. He had been so gentile, had prepared her just right. When he had first penetrated her pussy with his hard cock it had been so wonderful she still thought of it. Everything had gone much easier than she had feared. Some of her friends who weren't virgins anymore had explained what their first time had been like. Most had had good times but she had heard and read some bummer stories about bad first times. Those stories had been enough to make her nervous, wondering how her first time would be. Jon had made it wonderful. The first touch of his tongue on her clit had sent electricity through her pussy. His had been the first tongue to touch her clit. True three sets of fingers had touched it, two fingers from one hand had even had made it into her pussy, just up to the first knuckle and only for a minute or so. It had felt too good she had asked the guy to remove them. She had been surprised when he had.

She paused for a moment then thought, well there had been that other time a little while before their wedding but that had been different. And one other guy had gotten fingers into her but again just for few seconds. They had been interrupted before she could ask him to remove them. She hadn't wanted him to do that but he had snuck them in, and she was sure he would not have removed them but she was going to ask anyway. It was Jon who had interrupted them that night, probably without knowing what he was interrupting but Brittany had been glad anyway. It had been soon after they had meant, and had gone out on two dates. She and her date for that night, who had been a guy she had dated for a while and who seemed to like her a lot. He had gone further with her than any other guy and was always talking to her about going all the way. She didn't want to and he seemed to understand but he still would talk now and than about the pleasures Brittany was missing.

She shook her head in wonderment. She had made it to her wedding night a virgin. With some of the things she had done and been involved with, that was something of a surprise but she had worked hard at it. It hadn't been easy some times, especially after getting drunk at those two bachelorette parties. Those male strippers they kept having were easy to dance with when she was drunk. That had been the only two times she had danced that dirty but she had felt the excitement and had just let herself go. She had wanted to stay a cherry for her future husband, as her special gift to him. It had been one of her top goals and she had made it even though she had done some other things that could have lead her to losing it early. Now she was doing those things just for her husband.

She smiled as she remembered how gentile Jon had been, and how he had made sure she was ready for him. Everything had made her first fuck so wonderful. Their wedding had gone without any problems and the reception had been fun. Feeding each other the picture poses and she had danced with various guys from her past. Some had lined up to dance with her, including some old boyfriends who had wanted one more touch of her. One or two were married now, but they still had wanted to say good luck to her. One or two others had been the ones who had tried to get her to give them her cherry. One of those, the guy Jon had interrupted, had even made some unkind remarks about Jon and mentioned that he wanted to kiss her for luck. He, while they had been dancing, had lead her to a dark corner for a minute. That's where he planted a big long kiss on her. For a second she had responded as she used to do while they were dating. On three of the dates he had touched her breasts and had even seen one twice. He had a way of caressing them that really felt good and he had tried to do the same with her clit and pussy but that was when Jon had interrupted him, the one time he had been able to get his hand up her skirt. How he had gotten his hands up her skit without her knowing it, she still didn't know. All she knew was that one moment they were in not there and the next his fingers were inside her making her feel very good.

While they had been dancing at the reception he had reminded her of the good times they had had, and how she had felt while her caressed her boobs. She had surprised herself by how wet she had gotten while they danced and talked. Than he had kissed her, harder than just for good luck. She had ended the kiss early when she realized who she was kissing and how turned on it was getting her, she than led them back to the main dance floor. She saw the disappointed look on his face as she did. Brittany had wondered if he had really wanted her to do more than just kiss on her wedding day. As she switched partners she came to the conclusion, after thinking about the kiss that he had been making a move on her, for she realized that he had been caressing her boobs through her wedding gown. That jerk she had thought, for a few seconds she had been so into the kiss she hadn't even noticed what his hands had been doing. That made her even more angry.

She had forgotten that though as she slide into Jon's arms soon after that dance. She had kissed him hard and long, to the cheers of some her and his friends. Soon after that kiss they had left. It was a bit earlier than they had planned but thinking of what was to happen had made her wet, and she had to admit to her self that talking and kissing her ex boy friend had added to her arousal. She was very glad she had put a stop to that. It could have led to something more, and knowing him it might have if she had been wearing a mini gown. Now, though, she didn't have to put a stop to anything she and Jon wanted to do. So they left and headed to the hotel room they had for the night.

It had surprised her when Jon had declared that he was a virgin also. He had had a strict religious upbringing and even though he wasn't as religious as his parents he hadn't totally rejected their morals either, as a couple of her friends had done. His parents were nice people. They obviously disapproved of the miniskirts she wore but after twice letting their disapproval be known, in a nice way, they had been quiet about it. She could tell they still didn't like it but they didn't make a big deal of it. Once she had overheard his mother ask Jon why she liked dressing like a slut. The question had made her angry until she realized it hadn't been asked in a condemning tone. Unlike the mother of a friend that had called Brittany a slut to her face. That mother had been very condemning in her tone. Which had hurt, Brittany was working at keeping her cherry and dressing more modest then some of her friends and this woman calls her a slut. She didn't know where she had gotten the idea but she recalled hearing on TV or someplace a couple of times that it would make a special present to her future husband to be a virgin on her wedding night. That phrase had caught in her brain and her mother had supported that idea so there after she had worked at doing just that. A couple of those friends really were sluts and one had even, more than once, asked her to go out trying to hook up with guys. She had always said no, usually making up an excuse but sometimes just saying no. Jon's mother and father were not like that other mother, they did not condemn her, because of that she tried to dress more modest around them. She also tried to watch her language, she didn't cuss as a drunken sailor but she still used words they didn't agree with. Once during their first Thanksgiving dinner with his parents and his siblings, which included two Christian spouses of Jon's older brother and sister, she had let a word slip. She had seen most of the rest of the family glance her way and she her face had burned in embarrassment. It was one of the few times she had hoped her embarrassment had shown on her face. She had begun to stammer out an apology when Jon had come to her rescue beginning a conversation she hoped would make them forget what they had just heard. It was something about whose sports team was the best, and obviously was one of those friendly arguments they had had many times. When Jon and her had left early to go her mom and stepfather's house everyone had been gracious and kind to her but she still wondered what they said about her after they left. So she made sure she wore modest outfits around them.

Unlike tonight were she wearing an even shorter skit and not so modest top. She had spent hours trying to find just the right top for the celebration. She had wanted an outfit that looked classy, but she also wanted to dress sexy for Jon. She knew they were going someplace special than to a dance club. So she wanted a nice top that at the same time showed off her boobs and her shape. Just for Jon. True others would see her but she knew this type of outfit would turn her husband on, the other men who saw her would just benefit from what was for Jon. She paused again in the hallway thinking more of the wedding night.

They had been married in his parents' church than had had a limo ride to the reception, which was held at the hotel they would spend the night in. The fun had begun in the limo. It was driven by his brother and therefore Jon hadn't wanted to do much in the back even though his brother could not see in the back. She didn't care she was now married and she wanted to do things. She had put on some make up for the wedding, including lipstick, but she had forgotten that in the limo.As soon as the door closed she had been all over him. Kissing every bit of his face. She loved him so much and the wedding had been just right. A few minutes into the kissing and she placed her hand on his lap, on purpose. She wanted to feel his hardness. She had been surprised by how hard he was. She had giggled at the thought of his cock breaking out of his pants with his excitement.

Brittany wasn't totally inexperienced when it came to feeling cocks. She had felt a couple over the years. It had been just through the guy's pants however but she had felt them. One guy had been wearing swim trunks, she had gotten a better then usual feel that day. So had he from his groans. He most have came as he moaned long and deeper at one point. Later she had seen a stain in his trunks just before he had jumped into the water, probably to hide it. He had tried to feel her up but after a few seconds of cupping her pubic mound over her bikini bottoms she had removed his hand. Even just the warmth of his hand penetrating the cloth was enough to make her wet. He probably had felt some of that wetness as it began to seep through her bottoms. She had always been careful how she felt up the guys and how they felt her up. Now though she was going to really feel up Jon.

She grabbed him in her right hand and squeezed gently wanting to feel him. She next moved her hand up and down some. It had been through two layers of cloth but she had been able to get a good idea of his thickness and length. Brittany had been tempted to unzip him and to take his cock out but if she had they might have fucked right there. He would not have allowed it with his brother driving and because he wanted to get her ready properly. So she just felt him through his tux. Soon though he was groaning and at one point after a bigger groan she thought about asking if she had squeezed too hard but realized that the groan wasn't from pain. It was soon after that groan he asked her to stop, or he would make a mess in his pants. It took her a second to realize he meant he was close to cuming. She smiled wickedly and moved her hand up and down faster, but he took her hand and forcefully removed it. No he had said, not now we have the reception to go to still. She hadn't at that time understood what he was referring to but did later.

He had tried to do the same to her. He couldn't resist slipping one hand down her front and feeling a naked breast. He cupped it with that hand. She had smiled as he groaned as he softly rubbed the palm of his hand over her nipple. She wanted to groan too, that felt good. Jon tried for a fast feel of her pussy, but there was just too much of her dress for him to lift it up than to get a hand up. She had considered a mini wedding dress but had gone with the more traditional look. She really liked her white wedding gown. Later, during the reception, when Tommy had tried to feel her up, she was really glad she hadn't gotten the mini gown.

They arrived at the hotel and after knocking on the limo's door, his brother opened it to let them out. He smiled as he saw his brother's face, but didn't say anything. Once standing on the sidewalk she took a good look at her new husband's face, just as a couple went by on their way went into the hotel. The woman giggled and the man had a "I know what you were doing" smile. Jon's face was covered with lipstick. There were lip marks covering his lips, around his nose, on his chin and on both cheeks. Some of it had gotten smeared and some areas had double layers. She had asked Jon's brother if he had a handkerchief. He did but didn't want to give it but she demanded it and so he finally gave it to her as he laughed. She used it to wipe off the lipstick.

After his face was clean they went in and endured the reception, well most of it they endured. It had been fun to feed each other cake and the champagne punch. She was careful to drink just few tastes of that punch. She didn't want to take the chance of getting drunk. No dirty dancing for her, not here. Maybe later in their room but not here. More than one person gave her a glass of the punch but she made sure she sat them down after a sip.

She still thought Jon enjoyed dancing with so many different woman even though two of his dance partners tried to do more. She saw them back him into a corner, the same corner where Tommy kissed her, and try to kiss him. Each one even humped against his front. She didn't like that even though she thought they were just teasing her husband. As she thought he would Jon put a stop to it both times real fast. After the second time he stayed away from that corner.

After a bit more dancing they left early, going up their room before they had been scheduled to. Somehow they managed to sneak off and to be alone while waiting for the elevator. Inside they were alone and Jon immediantly kissed her even before the doors slide shut. He kissed her hard and passionately. Harder than ever before. Brittany had wondered if he would bruise her lips, since only one other guy had ever kissed her that hard. But she didn't mind for she was kissing back just as hard. A second later she began to rub his front again. If anything he was even harder than he had been in the limo. She got that wicked smile on her face again and gently squeezed him and than while squeezing ran her hand up and down. This was a little difficult through the pants but by his groans she was getting the right type of reaction.

She continued even as he broke a second kiss and said, "Brittany please not here."

She just smiled more and increased the speed of her up and down motions. He started to say something again but she just kissed him and he melted. Seconds later as the elevator reached their floor he let out a loud moan and humped against her hand. He groaned a second time louder and jerked. She was surprised when she felt his hard on jerk. She gripped harder and was rewarded with feeling his sperm shot through his cock. She almost giggled at the feeling of him palisading like that especially since he had an amazed look on his face. She was amazed as his cock kept pumping. There most be a lot stored up or he was very excited. Maybe both.

He finally relaxed and said, "I almost want to say thanks I needed that but I didn't need it here."

He shook his head and they walked out of the elevator hand in hand. She finally got an idea of what he meant when a guy walked by them from the other direction. He glanced down at Jon's middle than looked slightly embarrassed mixed with a chuckle. Brittany looked at her new husband as he made a slight noise. He was blushing. She looked down at the front of his pants to see what he would be embarrassed by. As she looked she thought Oh oh for there was an obvious stain just below his belt. A rather large stain that could only be one thing. So that's why he was blushing. She hadn't thought of that when she had decided to make him cum. No wonder he had fought it. And that explained why he didn't want it in the Limo. He would have been really embarrassed to have to go through the reception that way. She didn't blame him either. Seconds later a woman walked on by. This one also glanced at him and most have seen the stain too for she got a disapproving and embarrassed look on her face.

Finally they arrived at their room however before Jon could get the door card out of his pocket, a couple came strolling up. Both looked them up and down. The woman whispered something to her partner. Brittany couldn't tell every word but she caught the words some and premature. That lady thought Jon had had a premature ejection, and with the slight groan Jon made he most have been able to read her lips also.

It was Brittany's turn to look embarrassed but only for a moment for she next felt anger. That woman was thinking her husband couldn't take a little sexual excitement.

For that reason and for Jon's sake, as Jon opened the door she said a little loudly, "I'm sorry I made you cum in your pants, it took me quite a while to do it. I had to work at it all evening but I promise you I will get you to cum five more times before we are done tonight, even if it takes all night."

She wasn't sure why she said five more but it seemed a nice number.

Once inside Jon quickly went to the bedroom, it was a suite after all, and started undoing his pants. Brittany wondered if he was so turned on he couldn't wait but than realized he wasn't looking at her. He took off his shoes and slipped his pants off. She was able to glance inside them just before he laid them on the bed. Not all of his sperm had been absorbed by the cloth yet so she saw quite a bit of white stuff on the inside of his tux, on his rented tux. A tux he had to return with a nice size stain on the inside. She quickly got a wet cloth from the bathroom and begun to clean off the cum that hadn't been absorbed yet. She apologized saying she hadn't been thinking it would make such a mess. He good naturally just shrugged his shoulders and said that he really had needed that, now he could take his time in pleasing her instead of losing control. She looked at his middle and could see that he was still hard and that there was a nice stain on his underwear as well as some white stuff on his skin about the waist band of the briefs.

She said, "Boy, that was a lot of cum, its almost like two climaxes."

He looked at her funny and asked how she knew it was a lot. He most have been thinking even though he didn't say it that according to what she had told him about her past she shouldn't know.

She said, "I have seen men cum before. Once when a girl friend wanked a guy. We were double dating and we parked. I kissed my guy but she rubbed hers and unzipped his pants. She than wanked him until he came. That happened maybe five all together."

She could tell he still was doubtful but was going to let it go. It had been true that one girlfriend did do that, and once she actually ended up wanking Brittany's date also. It was fascinating to watch her do two men at once. That girl friend lost her cherry sometime around than and still was at it. She had gotten pregnant and later a STD but neither had slowed her down, Brittany had heard that she had had sex with one of the strippers that had danced at Brittany's bachelorette party. Brittany didn't know when that was supposed to have happened but it most have been during the part of the party she didn't remember.

While she scrubbed the inside of his pants he asked her if any of her old boyfriends tried to kiss her. She answered that some had kissed her for luck but that they were small kisses. He asked if anyone had tried to feel her up one last time. She said no, all they did was kiss her for a couple of seconds. It was her first lie to her new husband but she couldn't tell him she let one guy kiss her hard and feel her boobs. She still felt a stab of guilt when she thought of it. Twice she had almost said something but just couldn't. She hadn't really let the guy feel her up but it would seem like it.

When she finished cleaning his tux trousers, Jon grabbed her and kissed her hard again, this time not stopping. He put his hands down her front and rubbed her nipples and than genially squeezed them. He hadn't done that before. A couple of times he had caressed her boobs through her clothes and once had reached up her blouse from the waist but never this. It felt good. It felt better that he was doing it. Soon he got her gown over her head, with her help of course and laid it on a couch. He almost ripped her slip and than her bra off. He had problems with the latch of the bra and almost lost patience. She stepped in and unlatched it for him. As Brittany brought her arms from around her back the bra slipped forward off of her shoulders. She flipped her arms in a certain way and it fell to the floor. He just stood there with his mouth open.

She said, "I think you like what you see."

He just nodded and swallowed. Than he took a step forward, grabbed her and kissed her hard. Then put his hands on her shoulder, pushing her back a bit. He looked down at what was in between them.

"So beautiful, and way sexy." he said breathlessly.

"You don't think they are too small?" she asked almost shyly.

His head jerked up and he in an incredulous tone asked, "Too small??!! " He looked down again and said, "They're just right."

He had seen small breasts, some that looked almost like small apples wearing skin but these were round and full, almost like melon halves. Her breasts were not not huge but at the same time anything but small. A portion of the Song of Solomon came into his mind. Now he knew what the writer was saying as he described his lover's body. He thought about saying the appropriate verses outloud but wasn't sure if Brittany would understand the reference.

He suddenly couldn't take it anymore and shoved her backward onto the bed. She sucked in her breath to scream as she fell before she realized where she was going to land. She hit the mattress and bounced but before she was down again he was next to her with his mouth on on of her nipples. It had been so sudden that Brittany gasped almost like she was in pain but a second later she groaned in ecstasy. He switched to the other one than back to the first. It was like he couldn't make up his mind which he liked better. He just kept going back and forth for over five minutes. During the last minute he finally realized he could be doing something else and had pushed his hand down the waist band of her white silk panties. So fast he almost scrapped her skin as his fingers went underneath. A second later his hand was down far enough for his fingers to run through her pubic hair, She breathed in suddenly in anticipation of his touch on her most private and pleasurable area. She knew what fingers on her clit could do and knew his touch would feel even better than previous touches. His finger tips roughly brushed her clit. She gasped again for it had almost been too rough but a second later his whole hand slide across that sensitive button. She jumped as electricity of the pleasant type abruptly spread out from her clit, some of it ran ahead of his hand, all the way to the inside of her pussy.

He looked at her with concern but she just smiled very lustfully, and he understood what had happened. She wanted to tell him to do that again but his hand was already past and his fingers were touching her pussy. They were all over the slit as he used touch to see what she was like much like she had done earlier with his cock. She gasped twice as he touch brought waves of pleasure to her. His breath was quicker and he moaned as just touching her there produced even more arousal in him.

She said, "Lets get you out of that outfit."

He looked at her with desireful eyes for a second before he could respond. But he finally just nodded and scooted off the bed. He stood there as she stood. She slide over to him and undid his tie and took off his white shirt. She stared at his waist for his cock was straining his underwear with its desire to get out and its head was peeking over the waistband. She just stared at the head and licked her lips. Brittany could see a white liquid collecting on the head, seeping out of the slit. For a second she wondered if he had cum again but she realized that it was too thin for that and must be precum she was seeing. A lot of it too from what she little she knew about such things. She was seized with the sudden desire to fall to her knees, push down the briefs and to take him into her mouth all the way. She had never had much of a desire to suck cock before. Some of her friends who had described their first fuck also described the first time they gave a blow job. One was a cum slut and always would give her dates a blow job, sometimes more than one. In fact she bragged about sucking off four guys at the same time... twice. Those stories hadn't brought any desire for giving blow jobs to Brittany but now she wanted to do that for Jon more than anything. He had other ideas though.

Brittany had to stop those pleasant remembrances as she entered the living room. She was surprised when, last night Jon had announced she would have to get ready at five, that was way early but he had something special planned he said. As she entered the living room she noticed the dinning table chair in front of the TV but Brittany was distracted from asking about it as she saw her husband. He was dressed as nicely as she was, but not in the outfit she had expected. He only had a few outfits that looked nice and the one he was currently wearing was her least favorite one. She asked him about it but he said that he hadn't felt like wearing one of the others. His tone and words made her pause for a moment wondering about his tone.

He said that he had a surprise for her, would she please sit in the chair. Brittany sat in the chair in front of the TV, wondering if he was going to show their wedding video. He came over behind her, after grabbing a bag that had been behind the couch. She was really curious now, especially after she heard a soft clink of metal against metal. He stood behind her and reached over her head. She looked up and saw him point the remote for the TV, he turned it on.

He begun to message her shoulders quickly slipping down along each arm. He gently brought them together behind her,

"I'm really sorry for doing this Brittany, I hope you will understand but I have some questions I need answers to."

Before she could respond he put her hands together and as she thought about his words she suddenly felt something cold and hard on her wrists, there was a click. She felt a panic and tried to bring up her hands but found that she couldn't. She tried to look over her shoulder but couldn't see much of what held her hands together but from the feel she thought they were a pair of handcuffs, He left for a moment and she wondered if he had something kinky planned. That could be fun but she wanted to go out and have dinner than dance first, of course since it was so early maybe they could have some fun than go out.

He came back with the DVD player remote control. He mumbled something about forgetting it in the kitchen, he then pointed the remote for the DVD player and started a DVD. That wasn't their wedding video since it was on a tape. Maybe he had placed in on a DVD or CD, along with some pictures taken during their engagement and later wedding. That would be like him and would be neat.

Suddenly an image appeared on the TV, replacing the regular TV show that had been airing while he went into the kitchen. This new image showed her in a kitchen chair handcuffed. For a second she thought Jon had set up a camera to film her handcuffed and what ever he planned to do to her, but she realized that the Brittany on the screen was in a different outfit and was not in front of a TV. In addition there were other girls, some she was able to recognize, clustered around her. There was a clear spot directly in front of her, no chairs, no lamps or people even in it. Blood drained from her face as she realized where this had been recorded, and therefore what was about to happen on the TV.