Newlyweds
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Chapter 5: Second Morning & Cunnilingus
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 5: Second Morning & Cunnilingus - Ryan and Madison just got married, but don’t know anything about sex.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Cream Pie Exhibitionism Oral Sex Voyeurism
The morning sun filtered through the gauzy curtains of their suite at The Royal Hawaiian, painting golden stripes across the tangled sheets. Ryan stirred first, his body still humming from the night before. Madison lay beside him on her back, one arm flung above her head, the babydoll nightie rucked up around her waist. The sheer fabric barely covered her small, firm breasts, her pink nipples peeking through the lace. Her jet-black hair spilled across the pillow, and her legs were slightly parted, revealing the dark triangle of pubic hair between her thighs.
He watched her for a moment, his 7-inch cock already thickening inside his pajama pants. The memory of her taste still lingered on his tongue from the night before. They had flipped through the worn copy of The Joy of Sex again after their shower, giggling over the illustrations, pointing at positions and whispering questions to each other. Now, in the quiet morning light, Ryan wanted to try something new.
He slid down the bed carefully, easing her legs apart. Madison murmured in her sleep but didn’t wake. Ryan lowered his face between her thighs, breathing in the warm, musky scent of her. He pressed a soft kiss to the inside of her thigh, then another, working his way higher until his lips brushed the puffy outer lips of her pussy. He licked once, slowly, parting her with his tongue.
Madison’s eyes fluttered open. “Ryan?” Her voice was husky with sleep. “What are you—oh!”
His tongue found her clit, circling it gently. She gasped, hips twitching. He licked again, firmer this time, tasting the slickness already gathering. “You taste good,” he mumbled against her, the words vibrating through her. “Your vagina ... your pussy tastes sweet.”
“Oh god,” she breathed, fingers threading into his short dark hair. “That feels ... really good. Don’t stop.”
He didn’t. He licked and sucked, exploring her folds with his tongue, learning what made her moan. When he pushed the tip of his tongue inside her vagina, she arched off the bed. “Ryan—your mouth—on my cunt—fuck.” The explicit word slipped out and she covered her mouth, cheeks flushing. “Sorry, I—”
“Don’t be sorry,” he said, looking up at her with a grin. “Say it again.”
She bit her lip, then whispered, “Lick my cunt, Ryan. Please.”
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