by J A Fielding
Julie pulled the thong to the side and presented her wetness to Steven. “Go on. Show me how eager you are,” she said in a cold horny voice. Steven needed no second bidding. Soon, he was licking, thrusting and lapping at her cunt as if his life depended on it. It was a bit harder to do it from this position. Given a choice, he would have preferred to hold her legs apart, and/or maybe spank her every so often. Julie was having a hard time holding herself up. She didn’t want to sit on his face but at the same time, the pleasure he was giving her from his oral service was too much. It was almost crippling her.
“Yeah…that’s it baby…” she moaned as she felt her walls clenching and releasing. She was getting there…she was almost at the finish line. She threw her head back making the eight point billed hat fall on Steven’s tummy. If she was not already cumming into Steven’s mouth, she would have felt sorry for the minor accident she had just caused. Her orgasm was longer and stronger than any other she had ever experienced. When she pulled away from Steven, she collapsed beside him breathing heavily. “That was so good. Maybe I should reward you,” she said in a whisper. Steven looked at her and smiled. His cock was still hard. He would have taken anything she had for him at that moment. She pulled herself up and slowly got on her knees before she lowered her head to him, taking his whole length inside her mouth. Steven moaned and gasped as she began to suck hard and stroke him to fruition. Given the fact that she had already brought him so close just minutes before, he knew he wouldn’t last long. And sure enough, he didn’t. Less than five minutes later, he moaned and groaned.
“Baby…slow it down…” he begged but his pleas only seemed to fuel her further. She was sucking him harder and faster. It was as if she was hell bent on draining him. “Please…Julie…I’m going to cum in your…” he never got a chance to finish that sentence. He suddenly moaned out as he erupted in her mouth, sending his seed deep inside her. She was taking every last drop of him, drinking it all up, draining him dry. He never thought he would want her to stop but with the way she was going, he needed a break…soon. He breathed his relief when she finally pulled away and dabbed the sides of her mouth with her index finger.
“Guess I better let you rest up before I put you in the slammer,” she said. Steven looked up at her. He was still panting, partly because of the wild orgasm that had just ripped through his body and also because of the fact that he had no idea who this woman was. He watched her as she unlocked the cuffs, freeing him, at least just one of his hands. He wanted to hold her in his arms but she wouldn’t let him. “Sit up,” she commanded. He looked at her and did as she asked before she bound his wrists again, this time behind his back. She then put a pillow behind his back making sure he was comfortable before she climbed off the bed and walked over to her suitcase. She bent over, a little too much just so he could feast his eyes on her ass. She pulled out her rabbit and then walked over to the living area of the suite and got some throw pillows. She came and set them up on the bed before she got on and leaned against them. “I am doing this for you baby…I want you to watch me,” she said as she spread her legs. Steven felt a little jealous seeing the toy. Well, it was smaller than his girth but still…Her thong had already sprung back to place, the crotch covering up her delicate wet flower. She looked at him and pulled the thong aside again before she started rubbing her clit. Steven didn’t know why or how but for the first time in a long time, his cock was almost completely erect less than ten minutes after having such a violent climax. A smile played on Julie’s lips when she noticed his reaction to her pleasuring herself. She slowly pulled the costume down revealing her hard nippled breasts to him. This was almost too much for Steven who was now dying a thousand deaths. She slowly brought a hand up and caressed her right breast slowly, seductively, making him wish that he was not tied up. She then grabbed the lube that she had earlier thrown on the bed and rubbed a little on one end of the toy and even in so doing, she was making him wish that he was that toy in her hand. This was almost too much for a man – any man- to bear.
But the real torment was just about to begin. She looked right into his eyes as she worked the vibrator into her pussy. From his position, he could almost too clearly see the other end of the vibrator going into her anus. It was bad enough he had never let her have her bung but now she was going to let the machine have dibs? She moaned and whimpered. Her face winced a little and Steven knew that her anal virginity was gone…and to a toy no less. He was now almost enraged. He wanted to fuck her with the malice of having a machine have her first but his cock was just throbbing hard wishing to be in her pussy at that moment. The way she was caressing herself and squeezing her muscles against the vibrating pink cock she had substituted for herself was all Steven needed to send him into some new realm. He moaned and gasped as his cock oozed a generous amount of pre-cum.
“Fuck Julie…” he moaned as she went on moaning and caressing herself. He could no longer see the other end of the toy. It was now completely buried in her and she was loving it judging by the way her moans had graduated to a whole new louder and more frequent level. She suddenly cried out loudly before she pulled out the vibrator and looked at him. He was breathing hard and his cock twitched when he saw her gaping wet pussy. She shook her head.
“I want you to finish it,” she said in a tired whisper. “I want my prisoner to give me a reason to parole him,” she added as she leaned forward and knelt in between his knees to uncuff him. She had just undone one when he suddenly leaned forward pinning her down on the bed. “The other one…” she started before he kissed her, silencing her. He used his cuffed hand to guide his cock to her pussy. Julie whimpered when she felt the cold metal on her before she moaned out loud when Steven suddenly buried himself inside her. She was so full of cock, a feeling she loved. “Show me…show me why I should grant you parole…” she moaned as he began thrusting with more strength than she thought possible. He was literally knocking the air out of her mouth with every thrust. It was the most intense sex she had ever had…for him too. Julie held him tightly as she felt him reaching areas she never thought possible. She was just about to let go and give in to her body’s desire to climax when he suddenly pulled out of her. She moaned her disapproval as he put his hands under either knee before he raised them up. She knew what he had in mind. She brought her legs up and settled them on either shoulder before he entered her again. She whimpered when she felt him deep inside her. He was deeper this time than ever before. He suddenly began moving himself in and out of her so fast that she thought she would pass out. But the height of it all came when she suddenly felt a finger deep inside her ass causing her to explode all around his cock. Her strong climax prompted his own orgasm. He pushed his finger furiously in and out of her in line with his thrusts until he finally felt the wave of the strong emotion pass. He pulled his finger out and pulled his limp cock out of her before he collapsed next to her. He felt lightheaded and exhausted and he was sure she did too. He looked at her when she gasped silently.
“You okay?” he asked. She rolled her head to the side and smiled before she nodded.
“It’s just that my…our juices are flowing out of me so much and so fast that I still feel like I am climaxing,” she said in a low voice, almost a whisper. Steven smiled at her. “I hope you liked my wedding night surprise,” she said.
“Liked it? I loved it!” he laughed. She smiled. “And where did that come from? What was that?” he asked. She shook her head. “That was some script you had back there. I mean…prisoner? Parole?” he asked. Julie laughed as she felt more of their passionate deposits flowing out of her yet again.
“Trust me, there was no script,” she said.
“That was all you?” Steven asked, more impressed than surprised. She nodded. “Wow, marriage really did a number on you…in a good way of course,” he said.
She smiled and shrugged. “And I am just getting started,” she said.
Steven moved closer and kissed her softly. “I cannot wait to see what you have pl
anned,” he said.
“We really should get some rest before…where are we going exactly?” she asked.
He shook his head. “You will find out when we land,” he said as he closed his eyes.
“Land? Land where?” she asked but he was already fast asleep. “Where the hell are we going?” she wondered as they lay there. “Should I have told him my top three choices or something? I am not sure how these things usually work.”*****
Julie was still tired when she and Steven woke up the next morning. She had taken an unusually long shower trying to loosen the knots in her body caused by all that stretching and acrobatics she and Steven had engaged in the previous night. Thanks to all the hectic wedding plans, she had not found any time to work out for two weeks. That meant she hadn’t jogged, kick boxed or even managed to squeeze in a couple of hours for some yoga stretches.
That being said, hot erotic wild sex was definitely helping.
“You are still not going to tell me where we are going?” she asked when they boarded the Davenport private jet.
He looked at her and shook his head. “No way,” he said as he strapped himself in.
Julie sighed and the hostess came in and handed them a glass of cold orange juice.
“Mr. Davenport informed me that you hadn’t had any breakfast. I’ll serve you some as soon as we are airborne. Right now, chug on this,” she said as she handed them the drinks.
“Hey Camila. I’m sure you know where we are going, right?” Julie asked the slim brunette. Camila smiled at her and nodded.
“Of course Miss…Mrs. Davenport,” she said.
Julie looked at her. “And? Where are we going?” she pressed.
Camila smiled and shook her head.
“I’m sorry ma’am but I am under strict instructions not to divulge that information even in the face of death,” she said.
Julie raised an eyebrow. “Really? Even in the face of death?” she asked. Camila nodded. “So, I could put you in a choke hold right now and you still wouldn’t talk? I have a black belt you know,” she said.
Camila shrugged. “My husband runs a successful business so my son will be okay and I already have a will in place,” Camila said almost too mechanically.
“I give up,” she said before she took a long sip of her juice.
“You just earned yourself a raise, Camila,” Steven said as Camila walked away. He looked at Julie and smiled.
“You realize all I want is to make sure that you don’t take me to a weird place where they sleep in tents and hunt bears for sport,” she said.
“Trust me, you are going to love this place,” he laughed taking another sip of his juice.
“I’m worried, babe,” she said.
Steven raised an eyebrow. “Worried? Really?” he asked. “Have I ever disappointed you?”
Julie suddenly realized that she was probably worried for nothing. She had never known Steven to give her something she didn’t want or need…or both. She shrugged.
“It had better be something good or I am on the first flight back home,” she said. “Or I could just take this one,” she added as she looked around.
“If you think I am letting you go home before we are done with our honeymoon, then you are sadly mistaken,” he said before he leaned towards her. “Especially not after last night,” he added in a whisper.
Julie smiled and felt herself blush for some reason. “By the way, if you are going to want a repeat of last night then you most probably have to get me to a place with some spa treatments…I need to get rid of some…tightness,” she said. Steven smiled and nodded. Just then, Steven’s phone rang. Julie frowned as he pulled it out of his pocket. “Babe…no phone. No work, remember?” she said.
“It’s a message. I’ll just see who it is and then put it away,” he said. She shrugged and nodded. “Oh, it’s Ellis,” he said.
“Say hi…I wonder how things went with him and Meg,” Julie said as Steven read the message.
Dude, I’m sending you something but you have to delete it IMMEDIATELY!
Steven shrugged.
“Yeah me too,” he said as another message came in. He reduced the volume on his phone and opened the JPEG Ellis had just sent. “Oh wow…I guess things went really well,” he said as he looked at what looked like a post-coital selfie of Ellis and Meg. The two were under a white bed sheet, seemingly naked.
“What makes you say that?” Julie asked before taking a long sip of her juice.
“Ahem…uh…Meg. She slept over,” he said as he quickly deleted the text and picture. Julie looked at him and smiled.
“Whoa, she went through with it? I could have sworn that she was going to bail out,” she said.
Steven looked at her. “You knew” he asked.
“Well, she had his key card and your best friend did want to be hooked up with my best friend…” she said. Steven smiled and shrugged before he turned his attention back to his phone.
You work fast…or is it Meg? Congrats. Hopefully, you are in it for a period longer than a month?
He was smiling as he sent it.
Seven months dude. I have been single for seven months waiting for the ‘right time’ to meet her. If I didn’t know any better, I could have sworn you had the hots for her.
Steven smiled and then laughed.
“What?” Julie asked as the pilot announced that they were about to take off.
“Ellis thought I was into Meg at some point,” he said.
Julie shrugged and then shook her head.
“Why?” she asked.
“Because I wouldn’t introduce him to Meg,” he said as he sent his text.
I didn’t want you to treat her like some one night stand and dump her…she is kind of family, you know. No hard feelings mate.
“Why wouldn’t you?” Julie asked. “Did you have feeling for her?” she asked in an accusing tone. He laughed and shook his head.
“No…it’s just that I didn’t think he was serious about her. Ellis was quite the player back then,” he started. “If he did break your best friend’s heart, I would have been mad at him for doing it and you would have been mad at me for introducing them and…it’s a whole long mess I really wanted to avoid,” he said as another text came through.
I think this is it, dude. I think I found the one.
“Whoa…” Steven said as she passed the phone to her. She smiled.
“He does know that once he goes black he ain’t never going back, right?” she asked in a mock African American accent. Steven smiled and looked at her.
“Oh he knows. He saw me with you,” he said with a smile as he frantically typed on his phone.
All the best dude. I’m happy for you and yes I deleted the first two messages so Julie and Meg won’t ever find out you are some kind of pig. Say hi to Meg.
He looked at Julie and smiled.
“Damn, that’s that then huh? Meg might finally be in a relationship,” she said as she rubbed her hands together. Steven smiled. She kind of looked like an evil scientist ready to launch the ray that would end humanity.
“I know. It’s exciting, isn’t it?” he asked. “Two friends of African American descent married to two dashing British men,” he said.
“Dashing?” She rolled her eyes.
“Ok, maybe I over spoke. Ellis is not as hot as I am, right?” he asked.
“You are so full of yourself right now,” she smiled just as another text came in.
Will do. Have fun.
He smiled when he read it and switched his phone off in preparation for takeoff. He looked at Julie and smiled.
“Don’t say it,” Julie said.
“What? That I am a dashing man with a beautiful British accent that would charm any woman out of her panties?” he asked. Julie’s look softened. He was right. He did have a charming accent.
“Careful. You might just charm my panties off and after last night, I think we both need a break,” she said. He laughed and then reached for her hand.
“So, how does it feel to be married Mrs. Davenport?” he asked.
She shrugged. “Sore,” she said smiling.
“Oh tell me about it,” he laughed.
“And I haven’t even used my spanking paddle yet, Mr. Miller,” she said smiling. He frowned and raised an eyebrow.
“Spanking what now? Wait, did you just call me Mr. Miller? Is that an American thing? Am I supposed to take your name or something?” he asked in a panic. Julie wanted to explain that she was joking but he wouldn’t divulge any information on their honeymoon so maybe it was fair if he suffered just a little. She smiled and turned away from him. “Juelz, seriously. I need to know,” he said. She shrugged again. “This is not happening…Camila. Camila!” he called out as they took off. All Julie could do is wear her smile and wear it with pride she did.
Chapter 4
When they landed in a private landing strip in Hawaii, Julie was over the moon. The pilot had just announced that they were in Kauai, a place that she had wanted to visit ever since she learned about it while browsing earlier on in her career. When they got off, there was a car ready to take them to The Kauai Beach Hotel and spa. She had mentioned the place to Steven once and what she didn’t know is that at that moment when she told him, he had already fallen for her and made a silent vow that he would one day take her there. As they rode to the hotel, she turned and looked at him and smiled.
“You…this is the best wedding present ever,” she said in a whisper.
He shook his head. “Technically, this is not your wedding gift but it’s good to know that I am on the right track so far,” he said smiling.
“You are the best husband I could ever ask for,” she said in a whisper before he leaned in and kissed her softly. “We should maybe save all this for the suite,” she said when she pulled away.
“So does that mean that you are saying no to your hot stone massage?” he asked.
She raised an eyebrow and looked at him. “What hot stone massage?” she asked.
“The one that I scheduled for an hour after we landed,” he said with a smile.
