The Honeymoon_(0)

Sarah and I had just been married. It was a her dream wedding, everything she wanted, I agreed to. It was hard not to considering her Dad was paying for the bulk of it. But whatever made her happy I was all for. You know the old saying, “Happy Wife, Happy Life”. I tried for the most part to adhere to this motto through our entire relationship. Thats not to say I didn’t put my foot down on occasion when I needed to, but we rarely argued and I think we have a pretty good thing going.

So the ceremony and reception were over, we’d said our goodbyes to our family and friends and retired to our room where we consummated the marriage… again and again… I didn’t let her take her dress off for round one, she looked so beautiful in it, round two she stripped down to her bridal lingerie, a white strapless half cup bra that her nipples were just peeking over the top of and a sheer lacy thong. Sarah has an amazing figure, DD breasts, a flat stomach, and then a big hips and a juicy ass, tapering down to her long legs, she’s a bit of a barbie doll I suppose, only not as tall in comparison to the dolls measurements. Anyway, for round 3 Sarah got down to her birthday suit and rode me until we both came and we collapsed in a heap, falling asleep. We’d had a big day so we’d definitely earned the rest. We woke up the next morning to the maid placing our breakfasts on our respective nightstands we had both slept on top of the covers, both naked. I looked up at the maid, and she looked down at my morning glory, Nothing to spectacular, I’m about 7 inches with a decent bit of girth. She smiled and said “You’re wife’s a lucky woman” I just smiled back and Sarah rolled over and added “I am aren’t I” and kissed me good morning, We thanked the maid and she left us to enjoy our first morning as Husband and Wife.

After we ate, we got our things together and got in the car and headed for the airport. We arrived with plenty of time and checked in and made our way through security. We stopped for a coffee before we went to our gate and picked up a few magazines and such for the flight. We were headed to Thailand for our honeymoon, Sarah had been before, but it was my first time leaving the country. Not long after, we boarded our flight and settled into our seats, before long we took off and were on our way. Sarah asked the flight attendant for a blanket and after she’d gotten that, she rested her head on my shoulder for a sleep. I dragged the blanket over me as well and closed my eyes to.

I have no idea how much later it was but I could feel cock being worked softly, I opened my eyes, Sarah was just grinning back at me, “I thought that might wake you” she said playfully, “I’m going to the ladies if you want to join me” she added. I smiled and gave her a minute and then followed. We got into the cubicle, which was nothing short of compact, but it was the best we could do. She sat down on the toilet and proceeded to unbutton my shorts, she slid the zip down and released my turgid cock from my underwear. She extended her tongue and starting from my balls ran it up the length of my shaft before devouring my cock into her mouth. I can safely say hands down Sarah is the best and most enthusiastic cock sucker I’ve ever had the pleasure of experiencing. I reach into he tight cotton singlet and groped at her breasts, Sarah was cupping my balls with her left hand and had her right hand on my butt pulling me into her throat. There was a knock on the door… “Just a minute” I said. My bride didn’t even break rhythm she just kept going, saliva was trickling out of her mouth and down her chin, she let go of my balls and scooped up some of the escaping spit, with her other hand she pulled my ass cheeks apart to give her access and inserted two freshly lubed up fingers into my arse.

We’d been experimenting with a bit of ass play the last six months or so, she thought if I got to fuck her arse
it was only fair that that she got to fuck mine. I really had no legitimate argument. It began as just her fingering my arsehole, but eventual she came home with a feeldoe, sort of like a strap on only its kind of bent and half of it goes inside her pussy and it vibrates, it was painful at first but with plenty of lube and her pulling my dick at the same time, to tell you the truth, I really started to enjoy it. A few times I’ve even put her end of the feeldoe in my arse and its like I have two cocks and I’ve used it to Double Penetrate Sarah which she loves.

Anyway, so here we are in this cubicle on a plane and we’ve just got a knock on the door, Sarah’s got 2 fingers in my arse milking my prostate and I’m balls deep in her warm, wet mouth. Sarah knows just what buttons to push and in just a few seconds I’m exploding in her face, she swallows every drop and cleans me up. I button up my shorts and head back to my seat, passing the lady who must’ve knocked on my way out, She steps towards the door into the cubicle but is startled when it won’t open, its locked behind me, I look back and the lady is looking at me with contempt. I return to our assigned seats and I keep an eye out for Sarah, I can’t help but laugh when a minute later she walks past the same lady. The lady is throwing daggers at Sarah with her eyes. I slide over and let Sarah have the aisle seat she looks at me with a smirk and then we get comfy back under our blanket and put on another movie to get us through the rest of the flight.

So we land in Bangkok and and spend the next few days doing all the touristy things, tiger temple, floating markets, getting wasted on cheap cocktails and fucking one another stupid every chance we got. Then we set off to Koh Samui to spend our last week relaxing around the pool at the resort drinking more cocktails and lying on the beach getting massages. One of the locals we’d met in a bar told me of some great diving spots around the island and told me about a couple of boats that could get me out there. So I went down to the marina and organised a trip for the next day. Sarah wasn’t interested in diving and decided to continue drinking in the sun which I didn’t mind because it gave me a chance at a bit of time to myself. The next day I did my diving trip, it as’t the most exciting dive I’ve ever been on, but it was good to get in the water and have a few hours of the booze. On the way back we dropped the pick at a little reef break a few miles short of the port and the skipper unstrapped a few surfboards from the bimini and the deckhand, another diver and myself jumped over the side and paddled over to where the waves were breaking.