She popped that breast out of my mouth and poked the other at me. “Do this one too, Jack, please! That feels so good!” I began manipulating her right breast and nipple with my hand as I nursed on her left. I was thinking, cum for me, Baby, but of course couldn’t say anything. I knew if I touched her clit with my other hand she’d get off, but I wanted to see how close she’d get with me only using my hands and mouth on her breasts. She began slamming her pussy into my belly and I knew she was getting there! I flicked the nipple of her right breast with my fingers as I did the same to her left with my tongue. She was still smashing her pussy and clit into my belly. She had a squirting orgasm! Every muscle in her little body was quivering. She collapsed onto me, into the puddle she’d made and I held her to me in sheer delight!
“Mrs. Wilson,” I told her, then kissed her pretty mouth, “you are the hottest little fox in the world!” I’m a fast learner. This time I didn’t spend an hour watching her. I located my pistol, then pulled the spread over us, and did my best to ignore my raging hard on. I had a feeling it would get plenty of attention during the next few days, weeks, months, and years. I held my priceless object to me, and tried to rest until she woke me for more!
Wake me she did, with her exquisite mouth slurping on the head of my prick. She paid me back for my earlier question of her. She slipped me out of her mouth and asked, “Hello, Sleepyhead, how are you feeling now?” I answered her, “Mmm! Baby, I love your mouth, but my prick wants some of your pretty pussy’s sweet loving, too!” She clambered aboard me and rubbed the head of my cock on her pussy, then began lowering herself onto me as I entered my Heaven for the first time. “Oh, Baby!” I told her, “I am a convert, you are my one true religion!” Her pussy felt so damn hot, I couldn’t believe it. I was all the way in her now, and she rocked forward to kiss me. She moaned into my mouth as that increased the pressure on her clit.
“Sweet Love,” I told her, “if I’d known your pussy was that hot I’d have asked you to marry me ten years ago!” The thirteen-year old giggled at me, which did things I loved to my prick inside her. I spent the next few minutes making love to her and telling her silly jokes, which she’d laugh at, which shook her insides up around my hard cock! I told her, “Damn darling, we’ve invented Silly Sex!” Of course she laughed at that, too!
I looked around the room and saw a table that appeared to be an interesting height. I reached out and grabbed a big pillow off the bed. I handed it to her and asked her to hold it. I sat up and swiveled to the side of the bed, then stood and carried her to the table with her impaled on my prick. “Put the pillow on the table, Darling!” She did, and I laid her atop it to cushion her head and back. I put her legs on my shoulders, leaned forward, and drew partway out then rammed my prick inside her! She screamed, “Oh Jack!”
I told her, “Yeah, Baby! I was just poking fun at you a while ago. This is the real thing!” I pistoned in and out of her, and played with her nipples and breasts. She quickly learned to use the leverage of her strong legs on my shoulders to position her body to best advantage. She also learned to use her own hands on her clit, and a few minutes after that she began screaming again! She didn’t pass out this time though. I leaned forward and slowed my stroking while I kissed her. She returned my kisses and heated them up with her tongue. I asked her, “What do you want us to do now, Sweetheart?” She kept her request simple, “Fuck me, my darling Jack, fuck me!”
I began to think the reason she seemed so driven was she was celebrating life. If so I could relate to that! She felt so damned fine to me I was near desperate to cum inside her. I decided to see if I could time her next orgasm so we could have one together. I sped up my thrusts and increased their intensity until I was giving her everything I had! It wasn’t five minutes later she was rolling her head and screaming again. She surprised me when she screamed at me, “Cum in my ass, Jack!” Who was I to deny my bride anything?
I pulled out of that fine pussy, found her rosebud with my prick and slid it in! I thrust it into my Love’s tight ass as I began cumming, lubricating her bowels. I stroked in and out of her ass as she screamed! I damned near went to my knees, as her intense orgasm caused her to clench the muscles of her ass repeatedly. We were both huffing and puffing and near exhaustion. My Love had one zinger saved up for me. It was the understatement of the year! She brushed a stray strand of hair from her lovely face, laughed, and asked me, “Was it good for you, Jack?” I gasped for air and laughed!
Her ass made an audible popping sound as my limp cock slid out of her. We both laughed and I bent forward to passionately kiss her. It was a good ten minutes before I felt I had recovered the strength to carry her back to our bed. When I did I located my pistol again, and snuggled up to her with her head lying on my shoulder and her face turned to mine. I kissed her again, and she told me, “I love being your wife, Jack!” I told her in return, “I love being your husband, Tabby Jack!” We kissed each other adoringly until we both dozed off.
I woke up first the next time thinking there was something I needed to do. We had left most of Tabby’s clothes and my bag at the last motel we’d rented, and I needed to call and tell them to debit several more days of rent from my cash card until we returned. I found their card in my wallet and called them.
I explained to the man we had married and were in a hotel honeymoon suite and needed to add several more days to my card, until we got back there. He asked me, “You married that beautiful little girl you had with you? Why you son of a bitch! I thought she was your daughter!” He hung up on me.
Okay, so he wasn’t likely to listen to my explanation about Tabby pleading with me to overwrite her nightmare experiences of rape, torture, snuff sex. We could go get her clothes or blow them off. I decided to leave that up to Tabby. I kissed her, she woke up and I explained the situation. She was my wife now and she should be in on my making decisions. She told me, “Let’s go get them. It would be a chance to get in the wind on the bike again, and I’ll need some fresh clothes to change into.” We dressed, got the bike out of the hotel parking and went to get the truck.
To be continued