College Girl for Xmas Part 2
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Anthony and I spent the weekend cuddling, making love, eating to regain strength, making sure we fucked in every room of the house and generally celebrating a new relationship.
Monday, I dressed in some jeans, tennis shoes and a nice blouse and went to the DMV to get an alias ID for Kandi and then went to the school counselor to notify them of my transition. What a ton of silly paperwork. I had to go see a doctor and get a prescription for hormones and an authorization that I was committed to the transition prior to the school or DMV allowing me to get the updated paperwork. I finally got the needed documents after I made a decision to have my testicles removed in an outpatient procedure since in a few months I would be chemically castrated anyways and did not need them for my sexual gratification. My saying that to the doctor is what I think persuaded him to believe I was serious about my transition. A long day overall, but I now had ID as Kandi, my transcripts changed and realized I was now no longer in the eyes of the world, Kevin Hook, but was now and forever more to be Kandi Hook! Oh man, I should have really thought about that before signing off on the alias at the DMV....Kandi Hook sounded like a porn star or stripper name! Maybe I should have taken something like 'Amber Sexxxy' or 'Helen Hung' so it was not so obvious I was a transgender girl!?
Tuesday, I took all my male clothes, except maybe a few shirts and couple pairs of jeans and tennis shoes, to Goodwill and then went in and shopped for more skirts, dresses, leggings and even found a darling set of white D'Orsay heels that had a 3.5" heel I had to have. I also went to the mall and caught myself shopping for jewelry and shoes and more lingerie. Was I quickly becoming a clothes and shoe horse!? Well OK maybe 3 pairs of black heels, one 5-inch tall, one in suede and one three-inch heeled mary janes?
Yes, OK. I did the same in red ( tall, short and a mule ) , white ( the D'Orsay, a wedge and tall 5-inch sandal ), blue ( tall heel and light colored, medium heel and Navy colored ) and then got a pair of yellow, pink, nude and finally another pair of boots to augment the others I had bought earlier except these were knee high and had 5-inch heels....So, yeah maybe I was channeling my inner Amelia Marcos!
Anthony just laughed at me for my clothes shopping spree and commented about that 1500 burning a hole in my pocket. My response was to show him my booty tightly encased in the brazilian cut, 3-pocket jeans I had on before saying,
"But tiger, I don't have any pockets in the back to burn through and the short little pockets in womens jeans would never hold that much cash anyways! Now come over here and give me a kiss darling. I missed having you around today and now I just want to settle down and cuddle while we watch a movie."
He took me in his arms and kissed me while my foot popped up and I made a 'yummy' sound deep in my throat as our tongues danced a slow tango. Anthony lay on the couch with his legs spread and I sat down between them with my back to him while his arms encircled me so we could watch together. Every once in a while he would lean down and kiss my neck or tongue my ear making me shiver in excitement. I loved being a girl and having someone pay so much attention to me. I never had this kind of relationship prior to becoming Kandi and this was almost like a narcotic. My body seemed so much more sensitive to another's touch, my sex drive was in overdrive, Anthony seemed to be right there with me as I could feel his manhood growing and throbbing beneath me. At a commercial, I turned a bit and started to tongue kiss him with a bit more passion and soon his amorous kisses and groping had me squirming in my seat. Unable to stave off his advances anymore, nor seemingly wanting to, I slipped out of his arms and undid his pants to free his big black monster so I could worship at it as a dedicated servant. His length quickly disappeared into my throat while his hands moved my hair aside so he could get a better view. Bobbing up and down upon his dark, thick, veined shaft made me feel like I belonged. Like I was where I was meant to be. Sucking a real man's cock so he could derive pleasure from it. Using my fingers to fondle and stroke his big, sweaty balls seemed to help push him to higher levels of responsiveness and he started to moan and groan about how good my mouth was on his big black cock, how he liked watching me fill my white girl mouth with his Big Black Cock, how good I looked with his cock in my mouth, how he wanted to feel my lips on the base of his big dick! There was a ton of slick spittle dripping form my mouth as he face fucked me. I was making those sexy sucking noises until I felt him tense in pre orgasmic straining. Since I was on an 'up-stroke' I kept his cock head in my mouth, using my tongue to tickle his frenum while my fingers massaged his balls to get the maximum juice I could from his orgasm. It hit hard and actually spilled from my lips on his first spurt, but the subsequent spasms were able to be swallowed. I kept workign his cock till it softened and I had drained every ounce of his sweet nectar from his balls and then licked up what had spilled from my lips earlier. With a smile and a wink, I told him,
"Now thats what I call a happy ending to a movie tiger! Promise me you will feed me this big cock whenever I want?"
"Damn Kandi. You got some skills, so I would be stupid to deny you your desires in that respect! Anytime you want it, my Big Black Cock is yours for the asking!"
"Mmm, Hmm. I like that promise. Gonna hold you to it Boo. So, tell me, what is the most times in a day you have come?"
"Why you need to know that baby?" he asked with a little confusion in his voice.
"Well a girl has to have a goal doesn't she? What is it, 3 or 4 times?" I responded.
"Yeah it is Four times in one day. I think that is with you already!"
The next day, I made sure to wake him with another blow job. His cream was like Ambrosia and I wanted all I could get. We got up to make coffee, breakfast and then take a shower. With a smirk, I climbed into the shower with him to help him cleanup which only led to me soaping up his manhood so that he would fill me up in the shower from behind. His pounding cock had me moaning and shouting for him to 'fuck my white ass pussy with his big black cock like he knew I wanted'....and he did very well with both of us shouting in orgasm shortly after we started, just like we did many times while his parents were here.
At lunch time, I made sandwiches and put his plate down in front of him with some chips and a drink. I smiled at him when he realized I was not making myself a sandwich which caused him to ask,
"What's up Pookie, you not eating?"
"Oh, I am eating...just not a sandwich. I have a craving for a black sausage!"
That's when I dropped below the table, undid his shorts to pull out his big black sausage and feast upon it till he fed me my desert. A creamy pudding of deliciousness! When I came out from under the table with a smile while licking my lips and telling him,
"MMM, mmm. my meal was just yummy good!"
Watching him smile and shake his head made me grin and ask him,
"What Boo? You did not like it? I know I did!"
"I just think it is funny you are so horny and can't seem to get enough today....not that I am going to complain as you are so sexy about it!"
"Well a girl has to keep her man happy and you know as well as I do that you are going to be blowing a load at least two more times today so I can claim that top spot for your "O's"
He just grinned and said,
"Looking forward to it pookie!"
Since we needed groceries, I slipped on some tennis shoes with the tight T-Shirt and Yoga pants I had on so we could now go and do that. I made sure to tease him with all the usual flirting's, pressing my boobs or ass against him so that by the time we got home, he was ready to rape me I had him so frustrated! Well him pushing me over the kitchen table and literally ripping my yoga pants off me so he could press his cock into me and use me for his pleasure may not have been what I expected to happen, but it wasn't rape as I was a very willing participant. The feel of his cock pounding into me making that sexy slapping sound I love to hear during sex had me spurting onto the kitchen table before he pulled out, and spunked his load all over my ass cheeks. He rubbed his cock all over both cheeks spreading his seed across them and then spanked both cheeks hard and said,
"Slutty little tease gets her ass pounded. Should teach her a lesson, I think. You tease me and I am gonna bang you hard and not care if you come or not!"
"Oh, Boo. I came hard and I got just what I wanted. You fucked me with your big cock one more time! I love it when you fuck me like some slutty little bimbo sometimes! Most importantly, I got your fourth orgasm for the day and I think I can get you to fuck me at least twice more, hmmm. boo?" I purred in contentment as I stood up and stretched provocatively in front of him.
He just spun me about, spanked my on my ass and said,
"Un, fuckin', believable! You are really counting how much we get it on today!?"
I let out a little yelp in surprised pain and grinned as I nodded yes, which just seemed to upset him more and while the groceries were still sitting out in their bags he took me to the living room, sat down, pulled me over his knee and spanked me....yes, he spanked me! Hard! At first, I yelped in surprised pain but when I felt his manhood growing, I got caught up in it and started to grind against him. The next thing I know, I am straddling him and grinding away on his hard cock as it is buried back up into my hot hole again after just a short respite from the kitchen table. My arms are around his neck, his hands are on my ruby red cheeks bouncing me up and down on his throbbing black cock and I am screaming for him to make me come, to fill me with his seed, how big his cock is and how good it feels. Fifteen minutes later, I am arching my back moaning out to the ceiling that I am coming as his seed is painting my insides again. I slump against him as he holds me, kissing me until we both catch our breath and I can stand on very shaky legs so we can put the groceries away!
Since it was Wednesday night and we have gotten nothing done at this point, I wheedle him into taking us out to dinner at that Mexican place we like so much. When Anthony agrees, I kiss him happily and head to my room so I can change into a thong, and bra set, pantyhose, my tight denim skirt, a ivory colored fitted blouse and the white wedge sandals I got the other day. My hair is lose, and I have light makeup on, but I know the tight denim skirt will show off the legs and my butt so Tony will like that. He gets the door, I kiss him, upskirt him with a grin and then open his door as he closes mine. On the drive over, each of us has a hand on the others leg while we make small talk. We both order a margarita and dinner. Munching on chips, sipping on the drink has me feeling a bit tipsy quickly since I had not eaten much but cock all day. Anthony can tell I am getting drunk, so he buys a shot of Don Julio for us. Good thing the food shows up at the same time so I can tell him he does not need to get me drunk, nor should he be getting drunk as we have to drive home. The rest of dinner goes quickly as I am feeling no pain. When we get home, I am all over him until he picks me up and throws me on the bed, rips off the crotch of my pantyhose and lifts my legs over his shoulders to pound me with his big black cock until both of us shudder in climax once again for his sixth time today. With it being a long day of very satisfying sex for both of us, we drift off to sleep in each other's arms.
Through most of April, I noted that guys paid more attention to me, girls were either more friendly or openly hostile. I found it quite entertaining to see guys who never paid me the slightest attention while I was Kevin, trip all over themselves to open doors, check me out or flirt. I will admit that I liked it, but never expected anything to happen as, well, I was dating Anthony and was pretty happy with our relationship these past few months. It might be why I did not see it coming, when one day at the learning center, one of the guys from my Math class came over to me and started to do his usual flirting with me while I just played along knowing he was a womanizing player so would never date a guy like him. About that time, Anthony came up and got in his face for hitting on his girl and almost started a fight that I had to break up by standing between them and insure that I was not at all interested in Marcus nor being another notch on his belt.
Anthony and I had our first fight that night as he convicted me of flirting and leading him on, I denied it and the heated discussion went on for about 30 minutes until I asked him,
"Hey, you know you never dated anyone as long as you've been dating me. Is this the time when you are getting scared and trying to get out? If it is, just tell me, I can move, and we can stay on friendly terms. Just don't make it out that I am a bad guy because I did not slap that guy across the face for talking to me.....So is this the break up or are we working through the jealousy Boo? I want this to work as I have never felt this way before with anyone...I think you are worried this is way more than you ever thought it would be aren't you?"
"What?!? Na. I just got pissed at Marcus as I know he is a dog and seeing you with him made me feel all . . . protective of my girl, I guess! Yeah..... I am worried this is going on like this, as it was supposed to be a weekend thing and we been dating for months now and....well, I like it too, but it has me worried about what people will think about us being mixed and you being a dresser." he stumbled haltingly to say.
"Baby. Your own parents are a mixed couple, and no one knows I am a dresser or the guys would not flirt with me like you are worried they do. I admit that it feel flattering to have them flirt with me as I need the ego boost sometimes like any other girl, but I love you and want to make this work....I mean I really like you and want to make this work!"
"You Love me? With a capital "L"? What did I tell you about all this when we were 'dating' for my parents all that time ago? You look like a girl, act like one and certainly fuck with me like one, so to me you are a girl and if you Love me, then you should know I Love you! Yes, with a capital "L"! Now what do we do about it I guess is the real question we both need to ask ourselves?" He closed out the conversation with more eloquence I would have thought based on how it started.
"Oh, Tiger. Yes, I Love you! I want to be your girl and not fight about other guys.....but if I catch you lusting after Halle Berry again, I am scratching her eyes out!"
We ended up making slow, long love all evening. It was just like a dream. Make up sex is the best they say, and I can now confirm that. At the end of it all, hours later, I was a weepy mess kissing him while he was still atop me, cock still buried inside me, softening, while I held him, really, I was clutching him to me and frantically kissing him while begging him to not fight again. Telling him I loved him and wanted to be his girl.
In May, we graduated, and I got breast augmentation and decided to go to a "D" cup since I now believed 'bigger was better' and had my testicles removed at the same time as I had originally said I would. I spent a few days sore and somewhat swollen, but had to then go on another shopping spree to get all new bras to my new sized chest. While recovering, I also noted that once the stitches were out on my scrotum that the hormones had shrunken my penis as well. I was now maybe 3 inches if I could get it hard and almost two inches when soft, so with minimal surgical tape, I could tuck it and have the scrotum form pretty realistic labia or at a minimum, some fairly convincing camel toe in my tight jeans! Since I had to get new bras, I decided to get some new tops as well that showed more cleavage as opposed to the ones I had that covered the mastectomies completely. I noted several guys checking me out while walking the mall. As I passed the salon, I stopped in to see Carolyn and had my nails redone. We gossiped the entire time and I gushed about Anthony when she asked how my love life was going as I looked positively aglow! Telling her of how Tony and I were in love, having great sex multiple times a week made me feel like I was bragging after she mentioned she was just casually dating and had not found 'the one' yet.
I started to work full time at a company I had interned at doing IT, while Anthony started to work as a production supervisor for the same facility. We made no secret of our dating and about 2 weeks into working, got an invite to his parents place down in Miami for at the end of June when all the normal summer vacation stuff started to slow down after the initial crush. Fortunately, we were both able to get the time off even though we had just recently started to work full time instead of as interns.
We ended up flying down to Miami and staying at his parents place this time. They had a whole family vacation at the beach thing planned out with snorkeling, sun, scuba diving and all kinds of seafood, shopping, etc. We stayed in the room down the hall from the Smiths and that first night, since we had gotten in sort of late, we crashed quickly. I put on my usual baby doll nighty and reveled in how it showed off my huge round breasts as I slipped on the tap panties before crawling into bed. Anthony joined me, kissed me good night and then spooned me like normal. His manhood started to swell, making me horny now as well so that my ass involuntarily pushed back against him, encouraging him while I twisted to kiss him again and this time with some tongue before saying,
"You know we are in your parents' house and they are just down the hall right? Do you really want to start this?"
He smirked and just kissed me again, pushing against my booty harder. He then cupped my breast, tweaking a nipple until I moaned into his mouth. Rolling over, I pushed him onto his back, stroked his hard cock a few times while spitting on it to get it lubed. With a grin, a finger to my lips, I mounted him in the woman superior position and started to grind and slowly bounce on his big black cock while his hands came up and started to massage my chest. His pulling or flicking of my now hard little nipples sent an electric shock straight from the nipple to my clittie making it bounce in time, oozing out excitement. After just a few minutes of this manipulation of my chest, his big black cock pounding my hot ass pussy, I started to moan in pleasure. When he decided I was too loud, he put a finger to my lips and 'shhhed' me just as the door opened and Dierdre started to enter the room, saw what we were doing and quickly shut the door.
Anthony must have been to caught up in the act of congress as he kept playing with my tits and pushing his cock into me. Since he did not stop, I couldn't either and knew we would have some 'splaining to do in the morning, but now all I wanted was his seed painting my insides. It had been three days since we fucked last and I was hot for his cock. He must have been just as horny as me, so he grabbed my hips and started to piston his manhood into me making me cry out in little yelps and squeaks. I now heard us making a squishy, wet sex noise as his manhood dribbled precome into my hole lubricating it even further. The bed was making a creaking noise, so I had to brace my weight onto the headboard to make it stop while his love muscle started to flex and stiffen, as his orgasm drove me over the edge, I had to stuff my mouth with my hand to prevent my crying out loudly about coming. With us both spent, I leaned forward letting my hair drape our faces and started to kiss him with a warm afterglow spreading through us. As his cock softened and slipped out of my open anus with a squirted plop of cream pie, I slid down and started my post sex job of cleaning his wonderful cock so it did not stain the sheets like I would unless I quickly put in a tampon. The bonus for me was that I also got to taste the treasured ambrosia that was the reward for a job well done. I loved being his girl and how sexy I felt after we fucked. It was a warm, safe, wanted and cared for feeling that if you have never felt it, I can't explain how . . good and warm . . it felt.
We woke to the Smiths already having been up, made coffee, breakfast and were just starting in so we joined them to plan our day of hitting the beach, the boardwalk and catching a meal while there. My suit from earlier in the year barely contained my new breasts so Deirdre recommended we shop for a new suit at the boardwalk so my girls would be better supported.
She took me to this little bikini store that sold items from an Australian company called Wicked Weasel and they were almost indecent! I loved the way they showcased my girls and while I could not bring myself to get the thong or 'see through when wet' versions, the fullest coverage still left two thirds of my ass cheeks exposed! When I saw Tony's eyes bug open while modeling the lilac dream, I knew which one I had to have. I got some very sexy tan lines from wearing these as the top had somewhat small triangles but still managed to support well due to the fact it was a tall skinny triangle of cloth as opposed to just a equal sided one. The scrunchie bottom with the high Brazilian cut left little to the imagination, with as I said, plenty of my ass cheeks exposed, but with my little clittie taped down, left an obvious camel toe view! I just loved the attention I got from other men, but mostly how they drove Anthony to distraction and made him so horny he was needing to cover up his crotch with a towel or show case how 'gifted' he was. Anthony and his dad took plenty pictures of myself and Deirdre who also got a Wicked Weasel bikini. Hers was a thong bottom version so her entire but was exposed and I had to envy her that she was 40 years old and could still pull off looking like a hot supermodel and that she also had the courage to wear it. We both had our men struggling to keep their manhood's at bay, but at one point, when Deirdre purposely bent over in front of Derrick with a slight wiggle to her ass, he sprung almost immediately and I got a very good glimpse of where Anthony got his manhood from! He was also a very gifted man! We all retreated to the water to play while the guys tried to use the time to let their manhood deflate, it was obvious from the start that Deirdre and I had no intention of letting them get away with it so easily.
I hugged Anthony when we got into chest deep water wrapping my arms and legs around him and started to kiss him. Feeling his manhood throb against me had me so hot, I could not stop from grinding against it and whispering in his ear,
"MMmmm does Tony want to come out and play? I need it baby. I know you fucked me good last night, but this suit I'm wearing has you sporting wood so much I can't help but want it. He just used a hand to slip his meat out of his suit and then pull mine aside so he could stuff me with it right there in the surf! His parents were ten to twenty feet away in a similar embrace so they may not notice my humping of their son. In just a few minutes, we both came quietly. Readjusting our suits I saw that Derrick and Dierdre were doing the same and she and I shared a knowing wink.
We ended up leaving the beach several hours later to go get a bite to eat. I noted that dress codes were very casual so wore my bikini with just a pair of tight white booty shorts with a mans shirt tied open at the waist showing off my flat belly, large, round breasts for the guys to feast on. Well, my guy to feast on while the other guys just admired them.
For the next several days, we hung at the beach, drank, snuck off to have sex, did dinner at nice places, played along the boardwalk, drank, made love at the end of each night, snorkeled, we even did a dive trip that was very exciting and made for a slightly confusing moment when I had to explain to the Dive Shop that my Dive Certification was for before I became a girl and had to show legal change documents. I was really happy I still had those available! That Friday we had all planned to go to the 'House pf Food Porn' for sushi. This place was supposed to be pretty high end so I dressed as nice as I could in this tiny little white number that is backless and low cut enough to show off the girls with a hemline about 6 inches above the knee. Underneath that I had on a nude thong and crotchless nude fishnets. I wore my white strappy heels that are at 5-inches, some rings, bracelets, smoky eyes, dark pink lips and shoulder duster earrings. My hair was down and long but I had put some hairspray into it so that it did not frizz and go all over the place. Anthony just wolf whistled me when I stepped out of the bathroom so that I ahd to do a little twirl and ask,
"You like it Boo? I wore this just for you tonight Tiger. I hope you like it?"
"Oh Baby, you look amazing in that dress and I am a lucky guy to have so good looking a girl!" he quipped.
Anthony had on his Grey slacks, a light purple long sleeved button shirt with a soft grey tie and his dress shoes. He looked sexy like no other guy could in my eyes and I told him so. Just before giving him a kiss.
"Tiger, you look so handsome, I am the lucky one! Let's go meet your parents and go. I'm starved!"
Derrick and Dierdre were dressed nice as well and we all went in their big SUV to the restaurant and ate. I noted that the guys both got up to go to the restroom together and kind of laughed with Deirdre that that was what we were supposed to do and she smiled before saying,
"I bet it is a guy thing. We will need to go powder our noses when they come back anyways since I think this will be a high alcohol evening of celebration, being your last night in Miami."
About 10 min later the guys came back all smiles and laughing at some joke while we went to powder our noses and relieve ourselves. In the bathroom, while touching up our lipstick, Dierdre told me,
"You should know that Derrick also knows of your transition and approves just like I do. Neither of us have seen Anthony so happy and devoted to a girl before and we don't care if she was born that way or not. What matters is our boy is happy with you, so we are happy! Kandi, we have known each other for several years and at this point, I want you to think of yourself as part of the family since we know you no longer have one of your own except your Brother and Sister.....do they know of your changes yet?"
"Thank Dierdre, I appreciate all you and Derrick have done for us and to answer your question neither know of my changes and I am not sure how to tell them that part yet."
"Well, we will cross that bridge when we need to then, won't we? Let's get back to the boys as you know they can be easily distracted into no good!"
On the way back to the table, I could sense the female power of the rack taking effect. The power of the rack is within all women. Wear a lowcut top or expose enough décolletage and you can convince a man of almost anything! Dierdre had on a low cut top and black pencil skirt with black heels and we could sense men turning to check us out as we exited the restroom and both of us put a bit more swish into our hips as we walked, smiled at each other and then at the open mouthed stare we were getting from Anthony and Derrick until we got to our seats and both of us swept our skirt under us as we sat. I made sure to cross my legs so that I could play footsies with Anthony while we ate!
We ordered several plates of Sushi, rice, and Gyoza. Wine flowed as well as hot green tea. This place deserved its reputation of fine dining as the food was over the top good. The waitress brought out little plates of green tea ice cream and the one she set in front of me had a little decoration in it. I looked at it for a second in bafflement until I realized it was a ...yes it was! It was a ring! Oh. My. God. I looked at Anthony who was smiling but still had a questioning look on his face as he dropped to one knee and said,
"Kandi, Pookie, I know we have not dated but for about 6 months, but will you . . ."
That was as far as he got as I squealed, maybe a bit too loudly, so that the whole restaurant heard me as I leapt off my chair onto my knees and into his arms kissing him and saying,
"YES! YES! YES! I love you tiger! I will be glad to marry you!"
He pulled the ring out of the ice cream, wiped it off and put it on my finger to the applause of the restaurant and then hugs and kisses from both his parents.
The next few months and the wedding is all a blur until I hear "Do you Kandi Hook take Anthony Smith to be your beloved husband?" from the pastor and I say "I do". then I hear him ask Anthony Jordan Smith if he takes me and his response of "I do". I look at my husband and then we kiss . . . . with me wondering if just a teensy bit of tongue is OK in a church?
The reception is a blur of eating, dancing, kissing my man and finally seeing my brother and sister who seem OK with my transition and marrying.
On the Limo drive over to the house, Anthony puts up the privacy screen of the Limo and tells me,
"I know you never expected to have our game go this far, and honestly, neither did I, but I fell in love with my best bud and that bud is now my wife. Let's enjoy the next week and act like the honeymooners we now are!" He bends forward and starts to kiss me passionately and I can't help but respond and open my mouth to his invading tongue and hold onto the back of his head in a long, searing, rolling, wet kiss that has me all fired up and hoping we can do this in the Limo. My hand slides down to his lap and I unzip his slacks and pull out his big black cock while licking my lips! I am mesmerized by the heat and size as my hand slowly strokes up and down on his organ and I can't seem to help myself as I lean forward and lick the head tasting his precome and then forcing it into my waiting mouth as his hand settles onto the top of my head. In moments, I have his cock buried up to the base with my nose touching his abdomen and my throat full of him. I am so excited I can feel my panties being soaked and wanting to get my reward for this most basic of female actions. I want my husband to make me his wife and feed me his treasure. I suck and slurp and bob up and down licking and teasing and finally feel him expand as I come up to the top of his rod and he fills my mouth with his essence making me come as well into my panties. I continue to suck on him till he is soft and drained and kiss the head one final time to show my appreciation of his wonderous tool and put it back into his pants and lick my lips of any residue just as we drive up to the house. I have just enough time to touch up my light pink lipstick before the door of the Limo opens and we are at the house.
At the house, we review the gifts quickly, grab some of the cash to have on the honeymoon and change clothes for the flight to Puerto Rico. I slip into a white leather skirt and pink t-shirt top that allows me to keep on my under clothes, a white and blue thong, and camisole number, white lace stockings, garter while switching shoes from the white heels to grey leather 4 inch heeled little ankle booty and grab a small soft tan purse that I put all my things into. We grab our packed bags and head to the Limo to start our honeymoon.
The flight is BORING as usual, and we get the rental car and drive to the resort we are staying at. Anthony and I get to eh room, drop of four bags and then head back down to grab a bite to eat for dinner.
We get back to the room after dinner and Anthony takes me in his arms again and says,
"What a lovely bride you make Kandi, I am so happy to be your husband." He then kisses me again and I feel myself melting into him and wrapping my arms around his neck, pressing myself against him and telling him,
"Well I have one of the sexiest husbands around and this week I am going to make him one happy man."
I see him strip down and climb into bed with just his B-Day suit on and I know I will be in bed with him, but I have to change into something first and get rid of all my makeup. I go into the bathroom and remove my makeup and open up my suitcase to find it is all sexy clothes, swimsuits, lingerie and shoes for a woman on her honeymoon...which is to say all skimpy sexy outfits and lingerie! As if I expected anything different from Mom! I put on a sexy little white lace and satin baby doll that off my breasts nicely and slip out to the bedroom where I can see Anthony has a tent in the covers while waiting for me.
I do a little twirl to show off my wedding night lingerie for him as he drops the covers for me to get into bed. I slide into bed next to him and turn to him for a kiss. His hand cups my breast as his tongue slides into my mouth and I can feel his hardness against my thigh, and it excites me knowing I am exciting him as a woman. His hand pulls me to him and caresses my lower back and bottom while his kisses become more passionate and I am moaning into his mouth and tugging on his short wavy hair. His kisses drop to my neck and then my belly and he takes me into his mouth and I can feel his hand on me as he slides a finger into my behind, and opens me up and lubricates me a bit. He stops licking me and sits upright and using a bit of KY, puts it on himself and a little on my rosebud. He places a pillow under my hips and lifts my legs up wide and takes me like the bride I am with my hands wrapped around his shoulders and my legs wrapping around his hips. I can feel him fill me, withdraw and plunge in again and again as he slowly and methodically makes love to me as his bride. He switches positions to take me from behind doggy style for a few minutes and then pushes me to my belly while he continues to slide his massive black cock in and out of my hot, hungry love hole. He again several minutes later changes positions again and lays me on the side so he can spoon me while lifting my leg and entering me. I twist so we can kiss with plenty of tongue groaning in orgiastic pleasure. Several minutes later yet again, he pulls out leaving me gasping in disappointment until he rolls onto his back and pulls me on top of him. I start to ride him like a bronco cowgirl bouncing up and down on that love muscle that fills me like no other possibly could. I love how big it is, how full it makes me feel, how womanly I am and how I just can't seem to get enough of it inside me no matter how hard I drop down onto it. His hands cup and spank my ass several times as he groans about how good my tight ass pussy is on his cock. After a few minutes I can feel his massive tool expand even more as he stiffens and ejaculates his love into me. This makes me orgasm as well in a full body shudder that rolls through my body for several minutes! I am moaning and shaking and grasping him with my hands and finally calm down to a shuddering gasping halt and say,
"Oh my GOD! I never knew how good it felt to have multiples like that!"
In a few minutes I feel him slide out of me and I can't help myself but to lay next to him with my head on his chest and say what a wonderful lover he is and gently caress his manhood and kiss him. I then slide down and begin to clean him and taste myself and him on his spent tool and as I continue to lick on him I can feel him growing until I am deep throating him again like I did in the Limo. He is now the one moaning as I am lost in the joy of having my man feed me his gift. It takes some time, however after a few minutes of my ministrations and using my throat to swallow him and my fingernails to tease his balls I feel him twitch and hold my head all the way down onto his shaft as he shoots straight into my belly with that massive love tool of his. I come off, gasp for some air and kiss the head again as I did earlier and lick away the viscous string that clings between my lips and his cockhead. I finish by licking and spit shining his tool and crawling up next to him, kissing him and rolling over to be spooned by him as we fall asleep.
The next morning, I awaken to feel him behind me still with one arm draped over me and his hand cupping my breast with a semi hard cock nestled between my ass checks. Recalling last night's wild ride and wondering if I can make us feel that good again and push my butt back into him gently and grind a bit to see if he stirs. His cock twitches again and I can feel the precome of his tool between my cheeks and the moistness from last night's loving still oozing from me and wonder if I will be loose enough for him. His hand slides down to my hip and I can feel him start to thrust slightly. His cock pokes at my rose bud which still is loose, and it opens for him. I revel in the feeling of him entering me from behind and feel so wanton I cry out,
"Fuck Me baby, I need your Cock in me! Oh, yes, baby I love it when you bang your cock into me like that!"
I can feel myself coming and shivering and finally my penis spurts out a stream of semen onto our sheets and I pull off of him and lay him on his back and mount him so I can grind away onto his tool and feel him come deep inside me. Anthony plays with my breasts and holds onto my hips as I grind on him and suddenly, he stiffens and starts to pump his come into me and that again sends me over the edge in another body orgasm, as he fills my bowels with his man juice.
"Good Morning baby." he says and kisses me gently with just a little tongue and a smack on my bottom. "we need to get up and shower for breakfast. We have a day by the pool I think later." he finishes.
We get coffee and a lite breakfast at the hotel buffet and come back to the rooms to change into pool attire. Anthony is in a tight little swim suit that shows how much he is packing and makes me drool at the sight of it. I realize I have to choose between a Bikini and a skimpy one piece and go with the Wicked Weasel I wore when we were at his parents and he proposed to me. I know it looks good on me, and drives him mad with lust which is a plus! I know I will have tan lines by the end of the day and really do not care. Spending the day lounging with Anthony is a peaceful way to spend the day and I even pretend to not notice the hickies on my neck he must have put there last night or this morning. During the day I get a henna tattoo along the lower back because Anthony thinks it will look sexy.
Sun, drinks and lounging and the occasional play in the pool to cool off make for quite a day and after a lite lunch at the poolside and some further lounging we retire to our room to get ready for dinner and a night at the casino down the road. When we get into the room, I start the shower and drop my suit and climb in. I am joined by Anthony after a few moments and he shares a quick shower and then stands behind me to allow me to rinse and I can feel his thickening member as it rubs between my ass cheeks causing me to sigh and grind back into him.
"I know you like my cock in you, don't you baby?" he asks.
"You know I am wanting you inside me again!" I respond as I reach behind us to grab his hips and pull him into me while I grind my bottom up against him.
"Beg me to fuck you Kandi. I want to hear you ask me to fuck that wonderful boy pussy of yours right here and now!" he demands.
"Oh Anthony, you know I want you to put that wonderful cock of yours in me and I really need you to fuck me with it! I've waited all day for you to fuck me and I need it now. Please fuck me baby, please?" I beg.
He says nothing more and lets his actions speak for him as I lean forward and brace myself against the shower wall and spread my legs a bit more, I can feel his cock press into my ass as he grabs ahold of my hips and I groan as he fills me. Letting it settle for a moment and allowing me to get used to the fullness of him inside me, he then begins to slowly pump it in and almost all the way out, waiting a second and then sliding it back into me until his hips press up against my cheeks and I moan in pleasure from the feeling of my man inside me.
"I asked you to FUCK Me baby" I tell him. "Now push that thing into me hard and fast like you mean it and make me scream while you make me your woman!" I continue.
He obliges and starts up a fast and hard pace that has me mewling in lust and feeling a constant drip come from my soft little man. His cock is pounding into me and after a few minutes I hear him groan and push all the way into me just as his organ expands even more and spurts several times into me. I just revel in the feeling of making my man feel so good and feeling like a dutiful wife in love with her husband. We rinse once again and move into the bedroom to get ready for the casino.
I dress in a black thong panty and garter with a matching bra from VS with black lace top stockings, a black leather pencil skirt and a dark purple silk top. I have a gold drop necklace with a large Amethyst Pendant and matching dangle earrings, my makeup is smoky and exotic looking with a dark rose lipstick and my favorite black pumps with the 5 inch heels. Some gold bracelets and an anklet with a dangly heart and my watch complete the jewelry. Anthony is in a pair of slacks with a button Hawaiian shirt and loafers. The shirt is buttoned low, showing plenty of chest and a gold necklace.
We enjoy a nice dinner of Pasta and seafood and wine and head into the casino for gambling. I watch as Anthony plays craps for a while and then head over to the Blackjack tables and am getting a fair amount of drinks and winnings when I see Anthony's table being loud and boisterous. I stop playing and head over to see they are all excited about the guy throwing the dice making point after point so they are all making some big money until he finally craps out after about 30 minutes. We end up heading over to the dance parlor next door to spend some time dancing. We go inside and I immediately become self-conscious about not being pretty enough to keep my man's attention off these very scantily clad 25-year old's gyrating all over the dance floor. Anthony must sense my trepidation and clasps my hand and 'whispers' into my ear "relax, I am a married man on my honeymoon . . . Let's go dance baby. None of these bimbos are as hot as you are anyways."
That night of dancing with Anthony makes me feel like a love-struck woman as he takes me into his arms for the last slow dance of the night, all I can think of is him making love to me tonight while I grind my hips into him and lay my head on his shoulder.
That night he makes slow tender love to me, kissing me and making sure I have several orgasms before he fills me again with his seed. I can feel myself loving to be his wife.
The next few days are much the same, playing by the pool, going on day trips to various areas, sneaking in some sex with my husband in public places ( like when I blew him while we were alone on the beach ) or even spending the day at the beach in my little bikini and teasing him by brushing against him and letting my nails glide against his manhood while I kiss him. I know I am a glowing bride and the hickies and bite marks on my neck show that Anthony is a passionate lover.
Friday came with us again spending time by the pool working on our tans and I now have very deep tan lines with white breasts and bikini bottom lines highlighted by the dark olive skin I have taken on. Along with the now pierced belly button and Henna tattoo, Long wavy sun bleached locks, I know I am a very sexy site to behold and am relishing the looks I get from men and know they do not suspect the little secret I am holding between my legs.
That night we get ready for our last dinner at the hotel as we leave Saturday morning to fly back home. I dress all out in a short grey spandex mini dress with rucching up and down the middle seam, so it splits my breasts and really shapes my butt, no bra so the girls bounce freely, and the nipples stand out a bit. I have on a black spandex thong to hold me in place and no stockings, but I do have on the little grey ankle boots I wore on the flight in. With my hair cascading down my back, smoky make up for evening and dark rosy pink lipstick and large hoop earrings I know I will excite Anthony. We celebrate with a lovely fish dinner and lots and lots of wine, dancing and mostly polite necking while at the table. After that we head back to the honeymoon suite, where we get to spend one last glorious uninterrupted night of lovemaking before heading back to the real world as husband and wife.
I think it is somewhere on the return flight that I realize that all that paperwork I had to do several months ago, would have to be all redone to reflect my new name of Kandi Smith! This time, I don't think I will mind it as much or think it is such a pain to do.