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The best thing about this story is that it?s true. One never knows what event will alter their perspective and understanding. Mine changed forever the night I got married.

This happened just a couple of years ago, both of us in our early twenties. I meet Mia our freshman year and we have been together ever since. The first time I saw her walk across the café with her friends my eyes were drawn to dark hair and big eyes. Her eyes are almost too large for her face and she was then and still is a tiny girl. Some might say too skinny with small boobs. But I was instantly smitten. She did not dress provocatively, but her skin was smooth and perfect, her smile very warm. I don?t know what came over me, but I got up with my tray and walked over to her small group. They all stopped talking and stared. I said, Hi and was attempting to stick my hand out and shake hers. She saw my struggles and took my tray, but then she couldn?t shake my hand back. Everybody, including both of us cracked up.

We became an item, together every second our schedules allowed. After a month of dating we started having sex. It was vanilla, missionary sex under the covers so as to not wake her dorm roommate. Neither of us were experienced, her with some heavy petting in high school, me with one blowjob from a drunk girl and later, sex on prom night with my date. We began slowly and I enjoyed getting some on a regular basis. I suspected, however, she never had an orgasm. I asked her about that and she said it felt good and wanted to please me and that was enough because it made us bond, but that it was true, she never had one. I researched how to give a girl an orgasm and tried out different things but nothing worked and we fell back into a comfortable sex routine. I asked her to marry me the spring of our senior year. We planned a fall wedding.

On our wedding day Mia?s family hired a limo with a driver to take us to the chapel and, later, to our hotel at the airport, where we would depart on our honeymoon the next morning. Everything was very traditional and beautiful and perfect, even the weather. The strangeness started as the driver got out and helped us load our clothes in the trunk. I thought nothing of it at the time, but looking back on it I now realize that was when she first noticed him. He looked to be in his early 50?s, trim flat stomach, in good shape, dressed in traditional chauffeur garb. I guess the ladies would find his face ruggedly handsome. His eyes were hidden behind dark sunglasses. He did not smile as he met me and helped me load. As Mia approached he just stopped and starred. She was dressed in blue jeans and loose blouse, her hair and makeup had already been done. Her plan was to finish getting dressed at the church. He gathered himself upright to his full height, probably six foot two and puffed his chest out just a little bit. He opened the door and smiled the most dazzling white teeth at her. I learned later he leaned down as she got in and said, You are stunningly beautiful. She said this stopped her and she looked at his face and blushed.

On the way to the church I asked him to stop at a Walgreens so I could buy some allergy medicine for our trip. Mia told me later what happened in the limo while I was inside. He opened the driver?s dividing window and turned to ask her if he could join her while they waited. She thought it a little unusual but not wanting to be impolite she said, sure. He got in the back and sat right next to her despite there being plenty of room. She said this made her uncomfortable and started to tell him so when he told her. You?ve never had an orgasm. Later tonight I?m going to give you your first. Both were statements not questions. She started to protest and tell him how very inappropriate that comment was, but before she could do so, he took her tiny face in his big hands and kissed her. She told me his lips were the perfect amount of urgent need and soft acceptance and his hands made her feel safe, so she started kissing him back. Her heart was beating so fast. He pulled away and leaned into her ear, his fingertips grazed her neck with the lightest touch and he whispered something that she could not make out. But those words and his touch made her instantly wet. She felt the blood rush up into her face. She said that if she had big boobs they would have been heaving. He had gotten out and was back up front when I returned.

The wedding went off without a hitch. The rice was thrown, the bouquet tossed, the cake cut and ate and it was finally time for us to depart. The driver held the door for us, no smile for me, but warm smile for Mia. He mouthed the question, Are you ready? She said she couldn?t help herself, she answered, Yes.

At the hotel, he helped us carry our bags to the room. Mia and I entered and he followed us into the room which was a very large suite with one king sized bed. He set the bags on the dresser and I started to pull out my wallet to tip him. He said, Don?t do that. Sit. He pointed at the foot of the bed. Out of shear shock I did as he commanded. Mia turned, her white wedding dress making a swishing sound, and looked at his face. He had removed his sunglasses earlier and I never noticed his blue eyes until then. He was looking at Mia and asked her out loud this time. Are you ready? She couldn?t speak, just shook her head yes. I stood up and started to protest, but before I could say anything and without taking his eyes off Mia he said. I said Sit. He pointed at the bed again. I sat.

He removed his coat and loosened his tie. Mia began to shake and then whimper. I saw her eyes begin to well up with tears. He commanded her to come to him. She did. She was so tiny standing there just inches in front of him, her chin came to the bottom of his chest. She looked up at his face.

He said, remove my belt. Without hesitation she reached for it and undid it. I had no idea what was going on. I said, Stop, what are you doing? He turned to me and not with malice or threateningly, he said. I will tell you when it?s okay to speak and what to do.

Okay I murmured.

Back to Mia. Remove my pants, he told her. She slid his pants and boxers to the floor, which put her low, eye level with his cock. It was clean shaven and at half-mast. Mia started to stand, but he stopped her by placing his big hand on her shoulder.

Get on your knees, Look at it, put your hand around it. He told her. She was still in her wedding dress but immediately did as she was instructed. I couldn?t believe my eyes and wanted to say something. I couldn?t though I was at a loss for words. Worse yet, I was getting hard. He asked me, Can you see? Yes, I answered.

Good. Now Mia put my cock in your mouth and give me your best blow job. She slowly took his cock in her mouth. I watched it quickly grow to full length and hardness. It wasn?t giant, but it was solid, maybe seven inches with enough girth that Mia?s hand couldn?t go all the way around it. She was doing her best, stroking it and taking it as deep as she could. I was entranced. I was watching the girl I had just married two hours ago, who was still in her wedding dress, give this big guy who was older than her father a blow job that was better than any she had ever given me. I couldn?t move. My cock was a full raging hard on.

He cupped the back of her head with both his hands and began to control her movement. She was still bobbing on his cock, but now when she started to back up, he would force her a little farther down with each stroke. That?s a good girl, he said. Take it as deep as you can. I want it to hit the back of your throat. She did as instructed and eventually I could see her throat bulge outward for a second as he was fully in her mouth.

Very Good, he said. Are you wet? And she bobbed a yes with his cock still in her mouth. Excellent, he replied. Let?s move to the bed. He gently helped her to her feet, lifted her from the floor and carried her in his arms to the edge of the bed next to me. He set her down on her back. She sat up and started to unzip her dress but he said, No, we?re going to leave that on. Just lay back, he instructed. He removed his last bit of clothing and got on his knees on the floor. He was less than a foot from me and instructed me to watch. He pulled Mia by the hips to the edge of the bed, her legs dangling over the side. He lifted her dress, scooting it above her waist exposing her sheer lace panties. I could see she wasn?t lying. They were soaked with her juices. In fact the insides of both thighs were glistening with wetness. He pulled her panties down and over the high heels she was still wearing. He put them in my lap. Next he began kissing her legs and thighs, while gripping her hips. She started to wiggle and he held her tightly limiting her movement. His tongue found her clit and she spread her legs. She wrapped her legs around his shoulders and put her hands on the back of his head. He worked his tongue around her clit and probed her as deep as he could. Her hips began to buck against his mouth. This is when he stuck his two middle fingers inside her. At first nothing changed. She was still arching her back and grinding into him. But after a few seconds he lifted his head. His fingers were still inside her. At that moment her eyes shot open and became very large and round. She started breathing heavily thru her mouth.

That?s the spot, isn?t it, He asked her. She couldn?t speak as her body began to convulse and shake. All she could do is shake her head yes. He began working his fingers in and out, she looked down at him and in a half yell, half scream, said. Oh MY GOD? what are you doing to me, just don?t STOP. Just about then I could hear the squishing sound. I was watching his hand and fingers bouncing up and down and in and out at the same time. Mia was Gushing all over his hand and arm. He tilted his hand back a little and she began squirting. Her juices were covering her dress and the bed spread. He kept her going for several minutes until she screamed. I Can?t take any? More?. He stopped and ordered her to flip onto her stomach.

Mia was breathing hard but was wanted nothing more than to please this man. She immediately flipped over. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it under her hips which cocked her hips slightly higher than the rest of her body. He straddled her legs and positioned himself behind her ass. His cock was throbbing as he held her hips in his massive paws. He lifted slightly as he drove his cock into her pussy. She screamed. Oh MY GOD, as he drove it to its hilt. He started slowly stroking in and out. My cock was aching it was so hard. I couldn?t help myself, I unzipped my pants and started stroking myself to the site of his thick cock driving into my wife. MY Wife, I thought to myself. Holy Hell. Why do I not want to stop this I kept thinking.

He picked up his pace and Mia had fists full of sheets balled up in each hand with her face buried in a pillow. She was grunting with each thrust. I watched in utter fascination his cock, which was covered in her glistening juices, slid into her. I could see everything, the veins of his member, the pulsing head as he almost pulled out before driving back home. I stoked faster. Mia screamed, I?M CUMMING!!!! She squirted all over the pillow. It was saturated in her cum.

After her body quit shaking he pulled out. Are your ready to finish this? He asked her. Again she shook her head yes. Lay on your back he ordered. She did as instructed. He pulled the shoulder straps of her wedding dress down exposing her small hard nipples which he slowly circled with his tongue. He brought his body up, supported himself on his outstretched arms and entered her. Mia closed her eyes and grabbed his hips and wrapped her legs around his thighs. She was pulling him in with each stoke. His rhythm was steady as I watched his muscular buttock pivot back and forth. The power of each stroke slightly lifted Mia?s small frame off the bed.

His breathing and the pace of his pounding quickened. He was getting closer. Mia was meeting his strokes with her hips and began bucking against him. He lowered himself to his elbows, still not crushing Mia with his weight. As soon as he felt her body shake and her juices once again gush over his cock he didn?t hold back. He drove it to its hilt and held it as deep as he could. I could see his ball cinch up, his cock throb with each load of cum he was driving into her. Mia was holding onto him tightly, eyes pinched close whispering over and over, Give it to me, give it all to me.

He pulled out slowly while I was still stroking my cock furiously. He looked at me as he stood and order. Don?t cum tonight. I stopped stroking immediately because I was pretty damn close. Mia was in a euphoric haze, legs spread open, arms askew, dress bunched around her middle, and so much cum oozing from her pussy it was puddling on the bed.

He instructed me to wait until he left and then clean the cum dripping out of her pussy with my mouth. You will sleep with your head on this cum soaked pillow, which he tossed in my lap. Then said you don?t get to fuck her tonight. Tonight was for her not you. You will not relieve yourself in any way, but wait. Mia will let you know when you have permission to fuck her. He dressed and left.

Mia slid under the covers and slept all night. We almost missed our plane the next day she slept so late. I was wide awake most of the night replaying in my head what had just happened, holding my throbbing cock. She didn?t let me fuck her until the last night of our honeymoon and even then it felt like a pity fuck. She said, Come here my poor man, you can have some now. With that I came inside her in about three strokes. She just shushed me, that everything going to be okay and that it wasn?t my fault that I came so quickly. As I fell asleep I peeked at her face and she was staring at the ceiling with a small grin curving the corners of her pert mouth. She was a million miles away.

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