Tina


The day I married Tina was the happiest of my life.  She and I had dated for
almost two years.  We were both stolid Catholics and so we waited to consumate
the marriage until after the ceremony.   Tina was truly a beautiful virginal
bride.  Her dress was made up of what seemed like miles and miles of wondrous
white lace.  The wedding was paid for by my family as we are rather well off, my
mother and father are both lawyers. Tina's family were less well off, being Irish
Catholic immigrants and rather blue collar. Tina, however, had anything but blue
collar tastes, she loved to dine in the finest restaurants and travel to the best
hotels in America.  I happily provided her with the money I received from a trust
fund my family had set up for me.  My parents were ecstatic with the marriage as
I was their only male child and they desperately wanted to have grandchildren to
carry on the family name.  I had three sisters who were all very pretty, but none
of them could carry a candle to Tina.  Actually, my father always stated,
half-jokingly, that his genes must be "baby girl making genes".  Tina was the
only female in her family on the other hand and had six older brothers.  They
were all rather rugged Irish brawlers who had nearly intimidated me into not
dating Tina.  After they saw who happy my family and I made her, however, we soon
became fast friends, although they still joked that they would beat me to a
bloody pulp if I was ever caught touching her. Tina stood nearly six feet tall
and was almost six two in her bridal heels. I was slightly less blessed with
height at only five four, we were always being joked at by Tinas' friends, who
called us Tom Thumb and Cinderella.  Tina had strikingly long and straight red
hair, and an equally striking volumptuous figure.  While she was not the classic
supermodel thin, I had always preferred more full figured women.  My mother, who
is still a bit old fashioned despite her education and status, always remarked
that Tina "had great birthing hips and tremendous breast feeding potential".  In
fact, most of her dresses had to be let out at the hips and chest, while often
the waist had to be taken in.  It was very extravagant expense, but I loved the
way she looked in satin and lace.  At the wedding, all of my male friends, most
of whom had never seen Tina as she was usually off traveling while I attended
school, mouths dropped open when they caught sight of Tina walking down the aisle
toward their old Catholic school chum.  I beamed with pride as a took her hand in
mine and we said our marriage vows.  Both of us being rather shy, we only pecked
as the crowd produced a low, "ooohhhh" sound, as if it we were the cutest couple
in the world, which I was sure we were. The reception went off without a hitch as
my friends crowded around Tina and I and exchanged congratulations.  While it was
the time of my life, the first married dance, the toast from my best man, Chad,
who had played football with me in Catholic School, and of course, all that
sparkling champagne.  My sisters giggled and jested with Tina's brothers and I
could tell that they were discussing their siblings first married night.  Since
they were all older and less stringently Catholic, they were rather more
experienced in biblical relationships than we were.  At one point, my sister, who
had drunk a little too much champagne, wiggled her pinky finger at me and laughed
out loud, "Don't let her get the best of you tonight, Willy!" My name was Mark,
not Willy.  It was an old private family joke.  My sisters had always been
curious of the male form when we were younger and had loved to give me baths.
Since I was a young boy, I hadn't yet matured and they would joke at my "little
willy". My face turned red with embarrassment. "What was that about Mark?"  Tina
asked with a puzzled expression. "She just joking, ignore her."  I answered, but
my face was still beet red and I noticed her shift slightly with nervousness.
I'll have to be extra gentle with her tonight, I thought to myself, I hope I
don't hurt her. Soon the reception was winding down,  Chad, my best man, came up
with his coat and hat and wished us all the happiness in the world. "If you guys
ever need anything, anything at all, just call me.  Especially if this one starts
to act up," he elbowed me in the side and winked at Tina.  The champagne must
have made me a bit wobbily and I almost fell with the force of the blow, Chad
gripped my tux with his huge hand and steadied me, "Whoa!  Cut this guy off, he's
had too much."  Tina and Chad laughed out loud and I smiled at my best friend.
"Well, I'll let you two get to your room, I'm sure you've both waited long
enough." We were staying at a rather small but lavish hotel, Tina and I had the
top floor bridal suite to ourselves, while the bridesmaids and groomsmen were a
floor beneath us. "Just don't wake me up with that knocking head board."  He
laughed and Tina blushed, Chad could be a little crude at times, but he meant no
harm. "Go away now Chad," I joked. "All right, all right. I'm off."  He said as
he entered the elevator. There were only a few stragglers at the party now, so I
turned to Tina looked into her eyes. "Are you ready, misses Tina O'donnel?" "Yes,
mister Mark O' donnel."  She answered.  I took her hand and we went up to the
room.  As the elevator door swung open I swept her up in my arms, swaying
slightly under the weight of her gown as I have never been known for my great
strength. I took her over to the heart shaped red bed and laid her down, resting
myself against her. "Look, honey, your hair matches the bed." I said looking to
ease the tension.  It didn't work. "Mark, can we turn off the lights, I'm a
little nervous." I stood up and lowered the lights so that Tina's form became a
shape in the darkness, even in the dimly lit room, she was radiant with her
creamy skin and white wedding dress. Something began to stir in my pants as I
thought of what was to come. We came together and wrap our arms around each
other,  I kissed her full lips and began to undo the intricate snaps that held
her dress on.  She removed my jacket and bowtie, beginning to remove my shirt
from my pants.  The friction of the silk shirt against my now fully enlarged
erection was nearly too much, I felt myself twitch and made a low moaning noise. 
Finally, her dress was off, I began to throw it she gasped... "Honey, be careful
with my dress, here let me go hang it up, you finish this." She said pointing at
my pants and shirt. I was baffled as she removed herself from my arms and began
to carefully move the dress towards the large bathroom.  I watched her
beautifully white pantied and garter belted ass sway as she made her way through
the room.  Birthing hips, indeed! While she was in the bathroom dealing with the
gown, I began to ponder as I removed the rest of my clothing and lay underneath
the red satin covers of the bed. Tina seemed to have changed when we began
kissing, all of the tension and nervous energy had left her body and appeared to
have jumped into mine.  I truly felt small and virginal in the bed as she made
her way back. She slipped out of her heels and returned to her regular height.
"Honey, there are somethings I need to tell you before we, uh.  Do it, I guess." 
While she talked, she slowly removed her bodice, I was struggling not to grip
myself and wank my straining penis madly.  I could barely concentrate on her
words. "You must be careful with my breasts, as you know, I am very proud of them
and want to keep them as perfect as possible.  Now, my nipples are very long and
sensitive," at this moment, she removed her bodice, proving that fact.  Her
breasts bounced as she slowly laid down next to me,  careful not to rub against
me.  Her nipples were nearly an inch long and her areola were nearly as red as
her hair and the size of half dollars. "So no biting okay, honey?"  She laid a
hand on my shaking chest, I reached out to gently caress her now growing nipples
and firm breasts. "Also, I've seen my brothers' thingies and I have no idea how
those long things could fit inside of me, so please take it slow."  She arched
her hips and slid her lacy panties down her long supple thighs and finally kicked
them off of her feet. I moaned as my hands searched futilily for my new wife's
vaginal lips and virginal cherry.  She moved her hips slowly up and down on my
fingers, while I prepared to move between her legs. "Wait, first I want to get
prepared, I don't want it to hurt me."  I sat between her legs, staring at my
wife's bucking hips and slowly swaying balloon like breasts. Finally her hand
reached between us and searched slowly for my straining erection.  At last, she
reached my belly button, only a few more inches down, I thought to myself. Tina
stopped moving, "Oh honey, it's okay, we can wait until later..." She said
encouragingly. I understood what she meant, "No, no honey, it's lower down."  Her
hand brushed the tip, her thumb covering my little head. "Oh, "she said, "I guess
I'm ready now."  She spread her legs and I lay on top of her, poking around with
my erection, my head resting on her soft pillows, while she gently stroked my
hair.  Finally she had to slowly guide me inside, her hand slid down my thin
girth, till she reached my scrotum, which she gently gripped and gasped as I
started to press forward.  Her gasp was more one of surprise than enthusiasm, and
I wondered if I could be that different in size than her brothers'.  Slowly, I
pressed against her hymen, which stretched slightly but refused to break.  I
grunted, although it was more of a high pitched hiss I guess.  She sighed and
pressed one of her hands against my struggling ass, attempting to help her
husband.  Finally, it was finished,  I spewed, sorting of slipping out at the end
as my erection began to disappear.  Tina breathed out a sigh and slowly started
to press my head down.  Wow, I thought to myself, I thought it was done with. I
kissed my way down her tummy but her hand was insistent and she began to grind
her pubus up toward my mouth.  My tongue darted out and tiggled her lips, her
hair smelled great, and I could hardly taste my penis' offering to this temple of
her womanhood. Apparently, my tongue wasn't in the right place, because she
started to grind against my face harder and hard, my nose was pressed against the
meeting place of her out lips and my chin was stuck slightly between her butt
cheeks.  This continued for nearly fifteen minutes, until my eyes, looked up and
I saw her free hand pulling madly on her nipples, but I thought she said they
were sensitive? I decided to ask at a later time as I concentrated harder on
pleasing her. "Ohh, it's just not working, Mark.  Let me roll over and get on my
hands and knees." I disengaged my now sticky face and took a deep breathe while
she got on her hands and knees.   From this position I could see pussy from
behind, slightly matted and wet, I brought my face back down, wondering how I was
going to avoid my nose sticking into her tight ass bud. "Tina, I don't know.."
"Shut up and do it, Mark!" She yelled with frustration, strangely my erection
began to return.  Then she realized her tone and apologized, "You want me to come
on our wedding nite don't you?  Please, I'll do yours later." I couldn't turn her
down, besides, now she wouldn't be able to see me wanking myself. I brought my
mouth to her pussy, immediately she began to grind her hips against my face like
before, except now my nose was stuck directly against her anus, and my first two
fingers gripped my straining glans. She started to moan and about ten minutes
later, her hips bucked wildly and she yelled, "Yesss!!! Don't stop!  More!"
Finally she slowed down and lay with her face against the pillow, "Just stay
there for a sec, hon, it feels so good."  I stayed in that position for a few
more minutes, gently lapping her quivering lips. "That was wonderful, honey, I
want you to do that everynight."  She said, her eyes closed. "Well, I've got
this, "I said, referring to my renewed erection.  Her eyes flew open and she
stifled a giggle. "You certainly do, but I meant the other thing, with your
tongue and nose." "Oh," I said puzzled.  "You said you would do me now, right
honey?"  I asked, hoping to see Tina's lips wrapped around me. "That's right, get
on your hands and knees, so I can start."  Remarkably, she got off the bed and
started to go through her luggage.  "I know it's in here somewhere." She said,
rummaging. "What are you talking about honey?" I asked puzzled. "Just put this on
and you'll find out," she held a black satin blindfold in her hand and gave it to
me.  I couldn't believe my luck!  Tina was obviously dirtier than I had ever
imagined.  "Now, on you knees honey," she said as I put on the blindfold. I
complied, wondering how this position was going to work, maybe Tina had read
about it in the Kama Sutra.  Suddenly, I heard a low buzzing noise. "Your sister,
the drunk one, Tammi, she gave me this before she left tonite." "What?" I asked
again, then, without warning, I felt a searing heat in my anus. "Wait, what's
happening?" "Well, you said you wanted me to do yours, so I am, later we can try
putting it in me with yours so I can feel you.  But I have to see how it works
first." The pain in my butt was getting bigger and bigger as Tina worked her
vibrator inside me.  It didn't seem logical, but I wasn't about to deny my wife
what she wanted.  After it was all the way in, I felt her slide underneath me and
take my hardon in her fingers and begin to stroke. "Doesn't it feel good to have
something so big inside you, so much bigger than this," she said with sudden
disdain, gently squeezing my head.   "Besides, I bet you will really enjoy this
once the pain goes away, maybe I should ask Tammi for two.  Oh and by the way,
she told me the family secret, but I was hoping you would have matured, but I
guess you had a shortage of testosterone."  Her hand started to work faster, I
felt something press against my lips.  "Open up, little one, I know you have been
dying to suck my nipple for two years, here it is." It was becoming too much for
me,  I opened my mouth, and like a suckling child, took her nipple into my mouth
and began to suck. "Not too hard," she said, flicking my scrotum with her free
hand. "Now I'm going to say something and all you have to do to disagree is let
go of my nipple, if you don't disagree then I have to assume that you agree. 
First off, now that our marriage has been consunmated I want to have a baby. 
Hopefully, if you try really hard you can do it in a month.  After that, we will
go to the doctor and you will have another month to impregnate after he tells us
what wrong.  If that doesn't work...  Oh my!!!  You are really getting hard and
wet, it's probably the buzzing.  It's so cute, Mark, and it fits in the palm of
your hand.   Anyway, if that doesn't work...  Now don't come yet, keep sucking...
 If it doesn't work, we will have to get a sperm donation.  Now I know there are
all kinds of clinic, but I don't believe in artificial insemination.  Uh oh, I
think my little babies going to squirt.  Just a few more seconds, honey.  That's
it relax." I had no idea where she was going with this, I could barely
concentrate on what she was saying.  I was just about to come when she stopped
wanking me. "As I was saying before little willy interrupted me,"  Another
wincing flick to the scrotum, "was that Chad seems so nice and manly, I think he
would make a great father to our baby." Just then she started stroking as fast as
she could, almost losing her grip several times.  I couldn't help it, I starting
shooting my fluids out into her hand and sucking wildly at her nipple.  And
that's how I spent the night, gently sucking my new wife's nipple with my sisters
six inch vibrator, I found out the size the next morning, in my virgin ass,
buzzing away.  Tina was so happy she let me eat her from behind the next morning,
not before changing the vibrator batteries, however.