Chapter 7 - The Newlyweds
Roughing up Sam sparked something I didn't know was in me. I was aroused
more by the thought of her pain and humiliation than I was from fucking her. I
got a raging hard on every time I thought of whipping her ass and clamping her
nipples. I couldn't wait to do it again.
Driving home from work one Saturday afternoon, I passed by a church where a
wedding was just getting out. I slowed down as the bride and groom ran through
a torrent of rice and ducked into a waiting car. The bride looked up as I
passed and I saw the most gorgeous faced I'd ever seen. So perfect and
innocent, I could feel the purity radiating from her. I had to have her. I
circled the block and fell in line in the procession. I stayed a few cars back
so I wouldn't be noticed, but never lost sight of the lead car. After driving
around town for thirty minutes, the group pulled into one of the nicer
restaurants and filed in.
While I waited for the reception to end, I called my wife on my cell phone
to tell her I wouldn't be coming home for a few days. I gave her a story about
staking out some warehouse, which was partially true. I did have the keys to an
old storage warehouse that had been recently vacated. I planned to make good
use of it.
It was around 10:00pm when the wedding party finally came out of the
restaurant. The happy couple was still in their wedding clothes, which really
excited me. They finally said all their good-byes, gave out their hugs and
kisses and got into their car. I followed them for an hour until they pulled
into a roadside Inn.
I hung back while Hubby went in and registered. I took a good look around
the area and planned my move. The Inn was located on a desolate stretch of
state highway, there was no traffic, and there were only a few cars in the
parking lot. I took my gun out of the glove box and laid it on the seat next to
me. As they pulled around to the back of the building, I pulled into the
shadows and walked around to their room. I waited as Hubby unlocked the door
and escorted his beautiful bride in. He came back out, unlocked the trunk and
was too busy with the luggage to notice me duck into the room.
The new bride was in the bathroom relieving herself, and I could see her
gown bunched around her waist through the half open door. In one swift move, I
jumped into the room with her, pushed the gun into her gasping mouth, and shut
the door behind me. "Don't make a fucking sound!" I warned her in a low voice.
"You're going to do exactly what I tell you to do, or I'm going to splatter
your fucking brains all over this room. Do you understand that?"
She nodded her head slowly and began trembling, making her teeth chatter
against the gun barrel. I moved around beside her and faced the door as I
removed the gun from her mouth and pressed it against her temple. "What's your
name?" I demanded. "Heather" she meekly replied. "Well Heather, it's good to
meet you. We're going to get to know each other real well." I said as I
reached my free hand around her shoulder and gently fondled her breast. Her
knuckles went white as she griped the toilet seat.
We heard Hubby shut and chain the front door and whistle some happy tune as
he approached the bathroom. "Phil! Help me!" Heather cried. Phil threw the
door open and stood there with wide eyes as he tried to comprehend what he saw.
Here was his beautiful young bride sitting on the toilet, panties around her
ankles, with a strange man holding a gun to her head and feeling her up.
I continued to massage Heather's tit as I stared Phil down. I could see
him calculating his options, but it didn't take him long to realize the
hopelessness of the situation. Phil and Heather were both in their early
twenties and fair built. I'd say Phil wasn't any more than 5' 8" tall and about
150 pounds. Being 6' 2" and 200 pounds, I must have looked pretty intimidating.
"Here's the thing, Phil." I told him. "We're going to have a little fun, the
three of us, and that's all. It's going to happen, so go ahead and let it sink
into your head. Accept it. Otherwise, you're both going to die a very painful
death." With that, I squeezed Heather's tit until she cried out. "So how about
it, Phil?"
"We don't want no trouble, Mister. I've got some money in my bag. You can
have it all. Just don't hurt her. Please." Phil pleaded.
"Well, it's like this, Phil. I don't want your money." I began to grind
my crotch against the back of Heather's neck. "Turn around here, Heather."
Keeping the gun pointed at her head, I turned Heather's face toward my now
bulging crotch. "Sit down, Phil." I ordered. He sat down in the doorway as I
moved around to the front of the toilet, giving him a good profile shot of his
wife and me. I took her chin in my hand and looked into eyes. Even with the
tears flowing, they were the most wonderful shade of deep green. Her straight,
light brown hair fell to her shoulders and framed the face of a goddess. My
heart raced as I took her amazing features in. She had a pert little nose and
high cheek bones. Her full lips were pouting in a cute little frown.
"Suck my cock, Heather." I said in a low, deliberate voice. I pointed the
gun at Phil and cocked it as he started to get up. "Don't do it, Phil. Don't
make me waste you both." Phil sat back down. "Now Heather, you're going to
suck my cock like it's Phil's. You're going to put all the passion and love
into it that you were going to give him tonight, or I'm going to rip his balls
off and make him eat them. Do you believe I would do that?" She nodded "Yes."
"You bet your ass I would. And I'd enjoy doing it. Now, undo my pants, put my
cock in your mouth, and suck me off."
Phil sat in wide eyed silence as Heather's trembling hands fumbled with my
belt. "Has she ever sucked you off, Phil?" I asked. "Please don't do this."
Phil begged. "Phil, what'd I tell you? Accept what's happening. Now, I'll
only ask you one more time. Has she ever sucked you off?" "No." He said as he
stared at the floor. "We wanted to wait until .. well .. until tonight, you
bastard." "You mean you two ain't never done it?" I asked. "No, we haven't."
Phil snorted. "With any body, or just not with each other?" I probed. "We've
never done it with any body."
"Holy Shit! The last two virgins in America, and I got 'em both right here.
Well, this'll be a learning experience for ya. And I aim to teach ya real
good."
Heather was still fumbling with the snap on my pants, so I finally undid
them and pushed them down to my knees. My dick throbbed in rhythm with my
heartbeat, and a drop of precum glistened on the head. "Cup my balls in your
left hand. Yea, like that. Now wrap your other thumb and index finger around
the very base. That's it. Now open your mouth. Wider." She had a blank stare
on her face as I helped her aim my cock at her mouth and pushed on the back of
her head. I stopped pushing when just the head was in. "Now, press your lips
around it. Just your lips, I don't want to feel no teeth. Good. Now suck it.
Oh yea. Hey Phil, she's good." I told him. Phil was crying but he couldn't
look away. "Now, lick the tip of it with your tongue. That's it. Lick right
in the little slit. Swallow that juice, it's good for ya. There's going to be
a whole lot more in a little while. Now, open your mouth real wide. Real wide.
Okay. Now lick the bottom of it and push your head as far forward as you can.
A little further. Now press your lips around it, suck and pull your head back
until you're back at the head. That's it. Now do it again. That's great. You
sure you never done this before? She's really good, Phil."
While Heather sucked my dick, I held the gun behind her with my left hand,
and slid my right hand inside the front of her wedding gown. I cupped her firm
tit in my hand and felt the nipple press into my palm. Her tits were full and
firm and the size of grapefruit. She had to be the most perfect woman I'd ever
seen. Her skin was flawless. I marveled at my fortune as she work my cock in
and out of her sucking mouth, just like I told her, the whole while caressing my
balls in her hand. I kneaded one tit, then the other, then rolled her nipples
around between my fingers.
"Heather. I'm about to cum in your mouth." I moved her right hand from
the base of my cock and put it on my ass. "Keep my dick in your mouth as far as
you can, and suck gently until I pull it out. Swallow it all, or we'll have to
start all over. Ready?" She nodded on my dick. With my hands on her
shoulders, I leaned into her and blasted a powerful jet of cum down her throat.
She managed to contain it in her mouth and throat as she struggled to swallow it
all. Blast after blast of hot jism shot into her and she swallowed every bit of
it. I let her keep sucking until I my dick was half limp, then reluctantly
pulled out. A string of spit stretched from my dick to her lower lip. I leaned
down and kissed her deeply, tasting my cum on her breath. "God Damn, Phil, you
are one lucky guy. This bitch can really suck cock." Heather hung her head in
shame as I pulled my pants back up.
