I wasn’t exactly a virgin when I married Tim, I just hadn’t fucked him. I’d had a great sex life during the past few years at College. If you wanted a couple of party girls, my sister Liz and me were it. We’d partaken in a couple of gang bangs and several orgies. I liked nothing better than a good DP.

However it was all going to change when I married Tim, or so I thought. He was a real gentleman, never attempting to get inside my knickers. I fell very much in love with him. Three months later, at our engagement party, on my nineteenth birthday, Liz met Tim’s brother Marty.

At our wedding, three months later Liz announced her engagement to Marty. Tim still hadn’t fucked me. I’d tried to fuck him a couple of times but he said he’d rather wait until we were married. Liz told me Marty hadn’t fucked her either.

That afternoon we arrived at the Hilton in London were we were going to spend the night before flying to Jamaica for our honeymoon.

“Put on something hot for me before we go down to tea, Jena,” said Tim.

I had just stepped out of my wedding dress so I was standing there in white bra, panties, nylons and suspenders.

“Like what?”

“Something really sexy.”

“Take a look in my suitcase and choose what you want to see your new toy in,” I said.

“Here put this on, and this,” he said.

I took the skirt and top from him.

“You actually want me to wear these? They were meant for Manumission, not here.”

“Sure I do, and lose the pants and bra.”

“What!”

“I want every man in the place to stare at you and wish he was me.”

I could hardly believe it. Still, it was what he wanted. I undid my bra and stepped out of my panties.

“Sorry Jena, I hate body hair. You’ll have to lose the pubes. Here, you can use my razor.”

I was dumbfounded. Not only did my ‘Perfect Gentleman’ want me to look like a whore, he also wanted me to lose the only means left of hiding my pussy.

Twenty minutes later, we left the room.

“Stop pulling your skirt down, Jena,” he said as we waited for the elevator.

“But it’ll ride up over my ass.”

“That’s the idea.”

“But…”

“Come on Jena, I’m hungry,” as we stepped into the lift.

“What was I wearing,” you ask? Very little. A sheer white crop top that didn’t quite cover the bottoms of my ample orbs, tiny, black, latex belt that pretended to be a skirt, white nylons with suspenders and patent high heels. There was nearly a foot of tanned flat flesh showing between my top and skirt while the nylons finished several inches below the hem of my skirt. My ass was covered, barely, provided I stood up straight and pulled it down tightly.

Embarrassed? I’ll say I was. As we crossed the lobby and entered the dining room, every person there stared at me. They could clearly see my boobs through the gossamer top, and as the latex had ridden high, my ass was on plain view. Shit they could probably see my shaved pussy! My whole body was blushing. I thought the concierge was going to have apoplexy as he showed us to our table.  

“Everyone’s staring at me.”

“And so they should be my dear, you’re really quite beautiful.”

“I’m also practically naked.”

“Would you like to strip the rest off right now?”

“No!!!”

As time went by and the meal was served, I loosened up and forgot about the way I looked. After all, I’d gone to one gang bang with Liz, the pair of us wearing only red hats. OK, so it was in a secluded house and we’d left our coats in the car, but we had rung the doorbell stark bullock naked. Anyway Tim, as always, was the perfect gentleman right through the meal.

Afterwards we went back to our room and I sorted out my case. Later I dozed on the bed while Tim watched TV. He shook me awake.

“Come on Jena, time to wake up.”

“What? Why? What’s up?”

“Nothing’s up. It’s late, time to hit the clubs.”

“I’ll just get changed,” I said.

“No please don’t. You look fabulous just like that.”

“But I’m practically naked.”

No more than you were at tea.”

“I know, but it’s a bit embracing.”

“Come on you look great.”

A short taxi ride later we were walking through a dark corridor. I hoped my eardrums wouldn’t suffer any permanent damage from the incredible din being produced by the disco. We entered a very nice hall. Twenty or so tables arranged around a small dance floor, about a million swirling twisting lights and a wall of amplifiers. There were around thirty other couples in the room. Shit, at least half the girls had bare tits!

Tim led me straight out onto the floor. As we danced I felt his hands up under my skirt. No they weren’t! My skirt was up around my waist and his hands were stretching my naked cheeks. I went bright red.

“Relax honey,” I think he shouted into my ear.

I put up no resistance as he slipped my top over my head and threw it to the edge of the floor. For all intents and purposes, I was naked! So much for being a perfect gentleman. A little while later I stepped out of my latex and I was naked - apart, that is, from my nylons, suspenders and heels! Fuck, what the hell was he doing? What was I doing?! Apparently what my husband wanted.

I gingerly looked around. Thank fuck. All the other girls in the room were bare from the waist up, with several as naked as me. We danced for a while, then had a couple of drinks, then danced some more. Eventually Tim motioned it was time to go. I searched around and found my skirt. As soon as I stepped back into it, Tim took me by the hand and led me, bare breasted, out to the waiting Taxi.

I was, once again, bright red as I walked through the foyer and entered the lift. Thank shit it was 4:00 am and there were only the doorman, desk clerk and bell hop on duty.

Up in our room, I stripped off what little I was wearing and fell into bed. Tim went for a shower. He came back a quarter hour later and I nearly choked. Now you know he’d never fucked me before, well I’d never seen him naked before either. I had suspected he was big, but not THAT big! Shit, he had a lazy lob and his knob end was swinging between his knees! Fuck! Shit! He could kill me with that fucking monster.

“OK Jena, it’s time to see if all that fucking you did before we married loosened you up a bit.”

“What fucking?” I squeaked.

“You think I don’t know about the orgies and gang bangs? Or about the dozen guys who fucked you, three at a time, on your hen night. Oh and I mustn’t forget Ron filling your ass with cum two hours before you said ‘I do’, must I?” (Ron was our best man and one of Tim’s closest friends).

He pulled the bedclothes right back and dropped them on the floor.

“You know you really are quite breathtaking, Jena. Don’t worry, I intend to be gentle. But I also intend to give you the fucking of your life. Now open your mouth wide. Have you ever deep throated a big cock before? Oh yes, you took Nick’s nine inches two weeks ago, then his brother Tom’s twelve inches the next day. Well, you should be able to take this.”

I was going to die. His knob end nuzzled my lips and instinctively I opened wide. He slid in and in one motion his knob passed my tonsils and went straight down into my belly. He withdrew around a foot several times before plunging back down until his balls banged against my chin. Ten seconds later, he withdrew and I gulped for air.

“Well done, Jena! All the way in first time.”

He was plunging back into my belly. Again and again he withdrew so I could breathe before plunging back inside me. During this time his cock started to stiffen. Thankfully it grew no longer and, although stiffer than before, never became a broom pole, even if it did resemble a soft baseball bat!

He jerked, grunted, his massive cock jumped and I felt his hot cum shoot straight into my belly. I was fighting for air when he finally withdrew. Giving me no time to recover, he turned me over before spreading my knees and cheeks. Fuck, his knob was pushing past my ring piece.

“No! Please Tim! It’s too big! Stop! Please!”

“Relax Jena, I’ll not push in any more than you can take.”

“Please! No!”

“Fuck girl, you’ve taken over half the snake. I knew I’d made a good choice of fuck doll”

“What the fuck do you mean fuck doll?”

“Why you Jena, you’re my fuck doll now. I can fuck you any way, anywhere, any time I want.”

“What the fuck you mean?”

“Face it, you’re a little slut. You’ll fuck anyone with a cock, and probably some that haven’t. Well, from now on I’ll decide when, where and who you fuck.”

“

“I think I’ve hit bottom. You little mink, there’s only half a foot left. Not many chicks could have taken that much. Now relax while I ream you out.

“

“Next time, remind me to give you an enema first, don’t like all this shit covering my cock. Fuck I need a pee, just relax Jena, it’ll be all right.”

I thought he was going to go to the bog. The ’ shit pissed inside my ass. Fuck, I felt my belly filling up.”

“Please stop Tim, I’ll burst,” I pleaded.

“Of course you won’t, you can take twice as much as I’m pumping into you.”

He wasn’t going to stop. The piss was leaking out around his cock as he carried on filling my ass. Finally he was empty, and I was full.

“Just relax honey, try not to let it shoot out while I slide my prick free.”

I thought he was going to let me go to the bog but he plunged his shit encrusted knob straight into pussy. I don’t know how long he fucked me. I do know that my ass continually leaked shitty brown piss all the time. Finally he dumped his load and I made a bolt for the bog.

“Fuck, girl, that was unbelievable! Did you cum too?”

“’ bastard, I need to go to the hospital. You killed my insides. I’m probably gonna die!” I said as his piss shot out of my ass into the pan.

“Course you’re not. I just frightened you a bit. Did you cum though?”

“I’m still cumming!”