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With her knees spread, lewdly riding the pillows, Mandy gave me an obscene, enticing view of her almost-virgin pussy and her cringing anus. The evidence of her well-deserved lesson for lying and disobedience, the rosy hue of her bottom-cheeks and upper thighs, framed that arousing prospect, a vivid bodily symbol of her submission to my authority.
I found my hands had gone to the button of my jeans and started to unfasten it without me even realizing. Mandy needed fucking, and I needed to fuck. I got my jeans and my briefs down in a flash, and the buttons on my shirt took only a few seconds more.
All the while Mandy, her face buried in the comforter, emitted little whimpers and sobs that seemed to mingle discomfort and arousal into an inextricable blend. Those kittenish noises made my cock throb monstrously with each sound. My alpha nature, the part of me I had felt so certain I would have to keep under close guard, had come out to play: both Mandy’s pain, justly bestowed on her bare backside, and her need, thrillingly shown by her wanton movements and the glistening of her pussy juices, stiffened my manhood as I prepared to claim her once and for all.
Or maybe not for all… not quite yet.
As I considered how I would enjoy my bride tonight, I remembered a bit of the advice from the New Modesty website.We recommend not going too fast, as you introduce your wife to the full range of her marital duties.
I could tell that Mandy had fully absorbed my words about having my way in every fashion a husband could enjoy his wife—especially seeing as I had given her no room for doubt when I had put my thumb up her adorable, soundly whipped bottom.
I liked knowing that Mandy understood my intentions for her tight little anus, but I also felt the need to leave her feeling that I hadn’t finished deflowering her, on this strange, marvelous night. One further defloration would most certainly occur; I had promised myself that my sweet bride would kneel and thank me properly before the night was out. The other one—the more frightening one for Mandy, I knew—should wait a little while.
With my cock long and hard in my left hand, I climbed onto the bed, kneeling between Mandy’s spread thighs. I put my right hand on her lower back, and with a tiny cry of alarm she started like a frightened animal.
“Shh,” I murmured, rubbing her back gently, soothing away her fear, taming my unexpectedly wild bride. “Shhh, Dee. It’s time for your first real fucking.”
She gave a whining moan as her hips moved again in that obscene, seductive display of submissive need. I pushed forward a few inches on my knees, hardly believing that I truly had this ultimately, insanely hot view of my demure wife, prostrate in front of me… face to the bed and bottom in the air… offering her hot little cunt for my pleasure.
I put the head of my rock-hard cock against Mandy’s upturned pussy. I ran the soft knob down to the complicated wrinkles that hid her shy little clit and pressed there, so that Mandy let out a little sob of need. I felt her whole pussy contract with the urgency of her desperate longing for her husband’s rigid manhood.
Gently I rubbed the cockhead backwards and up, along her adorable little labia, in the midst of her golden pussy curls. I couldn’t help thinking of the option I had chosen in the exciting little menu Rocky Falls had provided: tomorrow morning, though she didn’t know it, Mandy would have her first Brazilian wax. This sweet little pussy would be smooth and bare by the time my bride’s next marriage lesson began.
“Dee,” I murmured as I moved the tip of my erection to the terribly warm opening of her nearly virgin sheath, “I want you to know that I’ve requested you be bared down here. Not having your pussy hair will make you feel more submissive. You’ll go to the day spa at the club for a wax tomorrow before lunch.”
I had spoken without even thinking about it: my dominant instincts taking over, overriding the old, ingrained urge to conceal that mastering part of me. Mandy’s response demonstrated the importance of making her subordinate role in our marriage entirely clear to her.
“Oh… no… sir…” she breathed, but I could hear the ambiguityin thatno,beyond any doubt.
“Yes, Mandy,” I said, pushing my hardness a millimeter further into her tight vagina. “That’s the way I want this sweet little cunt.”
Mandy responded with another helpless bucking of her hips, pushing her hot red bottom back and up, impaling herself another inch on my stiff cock. She cried out with pleasure and tried to do it again, but I put both hands on her hips and held her still. Mandy gave a whine of frustration as I drew back my own hips, leaving only the knob of my penis inside her.
“Don’t come until I tell you you’re allowed,” I growled. Then I gripped her tightly around the waist and drove my hardness deep inside my naughty bride’s tight young cunt.
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Mandy
“Please,” I sobbed, from that very first deep thrust.
It had almost driven me right over the edge of an orgasm I could see and feel coming at me like an enormous ocean wave. I didn’t know how I could somehow have fended off that wave, but the sheer authority of the way Rick had held my hips in place seemed to have done it. I felt my whole body shudder with need, but the climax stayed just beyond me.
He held my whipped bottom against his lap, his hard manhood deep inside me. He moved his cock out a millimeter and then back in, seeming to fill me anew.
“Oh, God,” I breathed. “Please… sir, please.”
I had thought that my husband had no mercy, only a few moments before. I realized, with his rigid penis deep in my vagina, that I hadlikedthat… or, if notlikedit, well, I had found it unbelievably sexy. But I craved his mercy so much, now, with the strength of his hips pressed against my punished backside… IneededRick’s mercy…
He gave it to me, without giving up any of his dominance.
“You need it, don’t you, Dee?” he murmured, bestowing another of those tiny thrusts. “How much do you need it?”
“Oh… God,” I moaned. “So much, sir. I’ll… I’ll do…”
The thought of the lewd things I would do, that my lord and master couldmakeme do, sent a spasm through my pussy, made my hips strain against his strong hands in search of more cock to fill me.
“Yes, you will. You’ll do everything, my love,” Rick said softly. Then, “You may come.”
