Honeymoon Gone Awry Chapter Two
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Chapter Two

“Hello, Edgar?” came a voice from upstairs.

“I’m down here in the playroom, Monica!” Edgar called back. “Don’t worry, Dougie, you won’t be lonesome much longer.”

A tall black woman entered the room. She was a strikingly beautiful woman with legs that went on forever. She was extremely well built with a nice set of 36-C breasts. Her most outstanding feature was her large sensual lips. She was known to drive men crazy with them.

Edgar greeted her warmly. Evidently this wasn’t the first time that they’d done something like this together, and she certainly wasn’t surprised by what was going on in his playroom.

“It’s so good to see you, Edgar,” Monica said as she hugged and kissed the host.

“You look ravishing as usual, Monica,” he replied.

“Thank you baby, and what do we have here?” she asked  as she looked at Doug tied to the chair. “My, my!” she exclaimed, as she ran her fingers lightly over the head of Doug’s erect cock, causing it to twitch. No woman had ever touched his cock before. His beloved Julie was supposed to be the first, and the only one to do that. Not someone, or anyone else.

Monica then looked at Julie. 

“Well, she’s a big one! I see you haven’t unleashed those huge knockers yet,” Monica exclaimed as she walked over to Julie.

Edgar laughed

“No, I’m saving the best for last. By the way, Monica, I would like to introduce you to Julie who is just hanging out for the time being and her husband Doug. They were just married this morning and are celebrating their marriage with us tonight,” Edgar said.

“Edgar, is it really true that she’s a virgin?”

“Oh yes, its very true, and a virgin in many other ways as well.  Not only has she never been fucked before, no one has ever touched any part of her body. Although we’ve already had some firsts tonight, haven’t we, slut?”

“Yes,” Julie replied meekly, knowing that no response would result in a punishment.  She was also intimidated by Monica’s presence.

“For example, I’m the first one to play with those sweet pussy lips,” Edgar boasted.

“May I check her out?”

“By all means, Monica.”

Monica moved in closer to Julie and began to separate her labia.

“Don’t touch me there!” Julie screamed.

Monica gave her a vicious slap across the face. Grabbing her by the cheeks, she went nose to nose with her. 

“Don’t you ever speak to me in that tone of voice again. At all times you will show me the utmost respect. Do I make myself clear?” she hissed with  menace in her voice.

“Ye, Yes,” Julie replied meekly through her tears, stuttering.

Monica wasn’t one to cross. She had a very short fuse and would be obeyed as Julie found out the hard way. Julie seemed to be a slow learner, but in order to survive, she needed to learn to be obedient no matter how degrading or humiliating.

Monica once again separated Julie’s pussy lips as she whimpered and began to push two fingers into her.

“My! You are sopping wet down here! You must be one hot little mother fucker!” she exclaimed.

After entering the opening of Julie’s cunt, Monica indeed confirmed that her hymen was intact.

“My God, you’re right, Edgar! She is a virgin! Imagine that in this day and age. You do have yourself a rare prize!” she exclaimed.

“Yes, the little slut is a virgin, and you’re just in time for the unveiling of her huge tits, which to my knowledge have never been touched or kissed by another human,” Edgar gloated.

“Well, I think I’ll just mosey over here by Doug  and make myself comfortable.”

Monica walked over to Doug, and began to strip in front of him. She slowly removed her clothes, taking her time, teasing him. She finally unveiled her nipples as she licked her luscious lips. Doug’s cock was twitching and precum was freely dribbling out of his piss hole and down his nine inch shaft. By the time that she was done, Doug was a basket case. Monica sat next to him, wearing only her six inch heels.

“Should we gag him, Monica, to control his outbursts?” Edgar asked.

“Oh, I don’t think that will be necessary. There won’t be any outbursts. I think Doug knows by now that I won’t tolerate that,” she smiled at him wickedly.

Doug was a little smarter than Julie, and knew that any kind of outburst would result in some kind of punishment. Being a Landover Bible School graduate, he quickly learned that self-control was the key to survival.

Already Monica had Doug in a highly aroused state. His huge cock was constantly twitching now as it continued to leak precum. Monica occasionally leaned over and flicked her tongue over the head of his cock, to gather up some of his nectar, but for the most part, she ignored his cock, finding other ways to keep him highly aroused. She had her orders, that under no circumstances was he allowed to cum, at least not until Edgar gave the word. This was pure torture for poor Doug as Monica loved keeping him right on the edge of a climax.

As she kissed his neck and trailed kisses up to his ear with her soft sensual lips, she whispered to him. “So this is your wedding night, baby, and that’s your beautiful blushing bride?” she tauntingly asked Doug.

“Yes,” he responded weakly, knowing the price of disobedience.

She then stuck her tongue in his ear and whispered, “I’m so glad to be a part of this special day in your life.”

Doug moaned from the things that Monica was doing to him, but also from the sadness that he felt on this, his wedding night, a night that should have been sacred, and that should only have been shared with Julie. Meanwhile, Edgar was preparing to remove Julie’s last remaining piece of clothing, to reveal to everyone present, for the very first time, Julie’s huge naked tits.

He moved around behind her for Doug’s benefit. He didn’t want him to miss a single moment of the unveiling of his bride’s huge knockers. He wanted him to see and feel her humiliation as she was being exposed. He wanted him to watch as he, Edgar, caressed and squeezed her nipples, knowing that it should be him instead, and not Edgar enjoying her voluptuousness.

The clasp on her bra was in front so Edgar reached around searching for it.

As he did, he whispered into Julie’s ear yet again, “What are you?”

“I am a slut,” she whimpered, feeling totally degraded and ashamed at the way her body was betraying her.

Edgar was pleased by her quick response as he smothered her ear in kisses, and then fucked her ear once more with his tongue. At the same time, he found the front clasp on her bra and undid it. But he held her bra in place, not wanting to remove it just yet. He wanted her more fully aroused before he unveiled her naked tits to her husband for the first time. He wanted her nipples fully erect. He trailed kisses down her neck and onto her shoulder as she moaned in obvious lust. He squeezed her tits, further arousing her. By this time her pussy was gushing its sweet nectar.

“What are you?” he asked yet again, knowing how answering it, using such swear words, ironically affected her body, arousing it even more.

“I’m a slut!” she moaned.

“Yes, you are. Now look at your husband,” he instructed her.

Julie with her lust-filled eyes looked over at Doug, who was being kissed and caressed by Monica. At the same time, Monica also directed Doug to look at Julie.  Their eyes were locked on each other as Edgar removed the bra from Julie’s gorgeous tits. Doug gasped, and his cock twitched even more when he saw her large erect nipples protruding from her chest. How he longed to reach out and touch her. How he wanted to take her in his arms and kiss her and bury his face in her bosom.

But that wasn’t to be as Edgar reached up and took Julie’s nipples between his fingers and squeezed and pulled on them. Julie moaned out loud.  This was the first time that her naked tits had ever been touched by human hands. Her mind was in turmoil. The manipulation of her nipples felt so good, but it should be Doug touching her like this and not this bastard. Oh God, forgive me, she prayed to herself. Have mercy on my soul.

Edgar hefted her tits, weighing them. They were so heavy. 

“How on earth could a girl with such a small frame carry that kind of weight around?” he thought.  He was truly impressed. He applied more pressure to her nipples. She seemed to like it as her mouth dropped open, and she began to pant. He experimented and applied even more pressure to her sensitive nubs as he pulled outward on her large throbbing nipples. This got her even more excited, causing her to moan loudly.  She didn’t even seem to care that her husband of less than twenty-four hours was watching her from only a few feet away.

Edgar whispered in her ear, “What are you?”

“I’m a fucking slut,” she moaned loudly, lost in the feelings coursing through her body.

Doug was shocked by her use of the ‘F’ word. She had never said that before.

“Do you want to cum?”

“Oh God yes, make me cum!” she moaned.

Edgar now got rougher with her tits. He smacked them on the sides, alternately.

First the left one, and then the right one.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Then he grasped her nipples again and squeezed them as hard as he could. While that was going on, Monica began to stroke Doug’s cock, getting him further aroused as she kissed him on the neck while forcing him to watch Edgar abuse his wife’s huge, naked tits.

“Julie really is enjoying herself,” Monica whispered.

Doug’s eyes were glued on the sight before him. He couldn’t believe that Julie was responding to the abuse Edgar was administering to her luscious breasts.

Julie began to hyperventilate and then began to convulse. She was having an orgasm, a massive orgasm, and her first as a newlywed. And she was made to cum by simply abusing her huge tits. Edgar discovered that Julie got off on pain. He chuckled to himself. How he would enjoy turning her into a pain slut, knowing the fun that he would have while humiliating her even more. 

Doug was beside himself, his dreams had been shattered. His many nights of fantasizing about his wedding night had been destroyed.  His bride’s first orgasm was at the hand’s of this sick, twisted bastard.  

“It’s alright baby,” Monica consoled him as she continued to kiss him, working her way down his chest, over his abdomen, and zeroing in on his large throbbing cock as Julie continued to convulse from her climax. She eventually came down from her orgasmic high, only to see Monica’s lush lips just inches away from Doug’s cock.

“You want to cum too, don’t you baby?” Monica asked.

Doug shook his head back and forth. He could feel Monica’s breath on the head of his cock.

As Julie watched, the scene unfolded before her. She saw Monica licking the precum off of Doug’s twitching cock head. Then she watched her trail light kisses up and down the length of his shaft. Doug was groaning, lost in the wonderful feelings created by those lush lips. She then licked his balls, and took them gently into her mouth and sucked on them. Julie was getting jealous.  Even though she found oral sex sick and distasteful, the fact remained that this was her husband and his cock. So by all rights, it was hers to do with as she wanted.

“Do you mind that I’m doing this to you, Doug?” Monica asked seductively.

Doug’s mind was in a turmoil. He knew that this was so wrong and sinful, but it also felt so good besides Julie betrayed him by cumming at the hands of that pervert.

“Do you want me to stop?” she asked, running her tongue up and down his pulsing shaft.

“Ye…. No,” he whispered in reply weakly through his agonizing tears.

Monica looked up at Julie and smiled as her mouth encircled the head of Doug’s cock. He moaned, thrashing his head back and forth in obvious lust. Monica looked over at Edgar, and he gave her a nod. She knew that it was time to finish Dougie off. It excited her to think that she’d be the first woman to make this young man cum, and right in front of his brand new bride no less, and she planned to savor every last minute of it.

She then lowered her head as Doug’s cock disappeared, inch by inch into her mouth, and then all of the way down her throat. Doug’s mouth was agape as he saw his cock disappear out of sight and down her throat. He had heard about this kind of thing before, but had never really thought that it was truly possible. She then backed off, and his cock reappeared, before she once again began her nine inch descent, taking it once again completely into her very depths. Her pace picked up, and she was fucking Doug’s cock with her mouth.  His cock swelled up in her mouth and began twitching as he looked up, just in time for his eyes and Julie’s to meet.

“Aaaaagggghhhh,” Doug suddenly screamed as blast after blast of cum shot directly out of his cock and down Monica’s throat into her stomach. He was cumming so fast and furious, that cum was leaking out from the sides of her lips even though all nine inches was still buried deep inside of her throat.

Monica backed off, holding just the head of Doug’s still large throbbing cock in her mouth as she continued to milk it, savoring every drop of his cum. She looked over at Julie, almost gloating, because she had enjoying what Julie had been denied.

“Oh. baby, you filled my tummy. And you taste so good,” Monica cooed, as she trailed kisses up Doug’s abdomen, lingering to kiss and suck on his nipples with her lush succulent lips. She then worked her way back up to his neck and face. She knew that she had to get him aroused again, and quickly, or Edgar would get upset. But already his cock was twitching and growing, right before her eyes. 

“Ah, thank God for youth!” she thought to herself.

All this time Edgar had been working on Julie, rekindling the fire in her cunt.  Her tits seemed to be the key. Just working on those nipples, caused her to leak like a faucet. However, Edgar knew that it was time to change Julie’s position. She’d been standing there much too long already. From a corner of the room, he brought over a bench that was about eighteen inches wide and two feet high. What was unique about this bench was the adjustable back, that inclined at any angle, from a sitting position of 90 degrees, to a downwards angle of 60 degrees. Attached to the underside of the back, were two adjustable cuffs for her wrists. The back also had a lumbar support, to maximize the thrust of her tits, as well as to support her lower back. Finally, there were two straps attached to the sides of the bench, to wrap around her legs, just above her knees, to keep her immobile.

Edgar removed the cuffs from around Julie’s ankles. This allowed her to stand up straight, which relieved the pressure on her scalp and arms. He lowered the chain and released her hair and arms.

“Thank you,” she said meekly so grateful to be standing on her own two feet again.

Edgar offered her some water, which she couldn’t seem to get enough of. He then allowed her to use the bathroom but the door remained open so that Edgar and the two others could see her at all times. Julie didn’t like this, but it was that or nothing.

After walking around for several minutes in the five inch heels to stretch her legs, she was brought over to the bench. Edgar got hard just watching her tits bounce up and down on her chest as she walked. It still amazed him that such a small frame could support so much weight.

“Edgar, you’ve had your fun. Won’t you please let us go now?” Julie begged.

“Let you go? Oh no slut, the fun is just about to begin. I actually haven’t done anything to you yet, except to remove your clothes,” he replied.

Julie realized that there was no sense in arguing. She still firmly believed that God had a plan for them, and that she must put her faith in him. He wouldn’t allow anything bad to happen to her.

She was then directed to lie back on the bench. Her feet remained on the ground on either side of the bench. The straps were then tightened just above her knees, holding her legs spread wide apart. The back was set at a forty-five degree angle, so that she was reclined backwards. He then took her left arm and secured it to the cuff on the underside of the back. He then did the same thing to her right arm. Finally he adjusted the lumbar support, so that her tits jutted out even more.

“Are you comfortable, slut?” he asked.

“No!” she answered.

“Good! I don’t want you too comfortable,” he snickered.

Of course the bench has been set up in a position so that Doug and Monica would have an excellent view of everything that would soon be happening to dear Julie.

Monica in the meantime had released Doug, to allow him a chance to use the facilities. It was doubtful that he would be foolish enough to try anything under Monica’s supervision. She could easily over power him. Being the smart boy that he was, everything went without incident, and he was soon returned to his chair.

“We’re going to leave you two alone for a short time while we retire upstairs for some refreshments. After all, this is your wedding night, and you are entitled to some privacy,” Edgar taunted.

Monica and Edgar then left the newlyweds alone for the first time since their car broke down on the highway.

“I love you, honey,” Doug said.

Oh, I love you so much baby,” Julie replied, “but I’m so ashamed of myself.”

“Don’t be, Julie. It’s not your fault. You were forced to do and say the things that you did. I wasn’t any better. I gave in to lust and let her blow me,” Doug said remorsefully.

“I’m afraid, Doug. What’s going to become of us? What’s happening to us?”

“I don’t know. All I know is that right now more than ever we need to put our faith in God.”

Julie fell silent. She was thinking about what Edgar had forced her to say, but the truth was, that at that very moment, she did feel like a slut. She had enjoyed having her breasts abused by that stranger. She got off on it. All she could do now was trust God to deliver them from this situation. God worked all things out for good to those who trust in him.

