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Just as she had done that night, she let her long blond hair slip into the water, billowing out behind her head like an angel's halo. She let her hips slip unimpeded under the roaring gush of water. Spreading her thighs like a wanton butterfly, she exposed her soft, sunlight-fringed cunt to the full force of the raging stream that poured out of the tap. The sudden sensual contact of the spray on her sensitive clitoris jarred her unsuspecting yet wildly anticipating body and she jerked in wild spasming contractions as the last of water lacerated her sensitively bared genitals.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh," she whimpered, her hands flying immediately to the rescue, spreading her fingers over her moistly tingling cunt. To touch herself seemed to soothe the burn. "Aaaaahhhhh, that's better," she said aloud as she warded off the full force of the liquid onslaught and with her two index fingers separated the lips of her cuntal hole to allow the stream of water to titillate into her coraline mouth. It felt so good, just like it had that night with Doug. She had felt secure in her privacy, never dreaming that he would sneak in. He had told her afterwards that he had realized it was the only way to have her before morning. She would have stayed in the bath until she looked like a white prune. She probably would have!

She had the same pressure, but this time much stronger, mounting unbearably in between her slender legs right now. It was driving her mad as she squirmed around in the filling tub trying to relieve the sensual agony. She had had no idea what that pressure was the night of her honeymoon! She only knew that the water made her feel terrific down there, and she had slipped in under the crazy pellets of sparkling liquid and let it trickle over her virgin thighs. Gradually as she had become accustomed to the foreign sensation, she had let her legs open wide. Then suddenly her husband had entered the bathroom and pulled her gently out.

She had been terribly mortified, not only by her nakedness in front of him for the first time but because of the obscene position of her body! She had looked up at him terrified, yet his face registered only concern.

"Prudence, honey!" he had cried. "Are you all right? How did you fall like that!"

Fall? She then realized that he thought she had fallen in and was struggling to keep from drowning!

"I'm okay now, thank you," she stuttered, self-consciously trying to keep her body hidden somehow.

But the new husband pulled her slippery, voluptuous, virgin body into his arms and, reaching for a large towel, wrapped his trembling wife inside of it and then rubbed her dry with both hands. She had tried to joke, feeling the need to escape from the inevitable.

"Just what I needed," she smiled uneasily. "A new skin!"

"Pink instead of white," he said. "Hope you don't mind." He had continued to rub her down even though she was not only dry but over heated from the friction. He couldn't seem to stop racing his hands all over her body, even over places he had never dared touched before. Then his hands began to slow, to become more gentle, to merely caress her through the soft terry-cloth of the big towel.

She had looked up at him, fear starkly in her eyes, yet very aware that though her hair was wet and stringy and she was certainly not at her best, she was exerting a kind of magical control over her new husband, the kind of control that always seemed to make a man do anything you wished! It was the sort of thing she had done with Captain Happy downstairs, she guessed, although all that had happened too fast to analyze.

Anyway, she had been unable to help relishing what she was obviously doing to her new husband that night. She licked her wet lips with a tongue moist with her saliva and watched Douglas' face flush with what she could only imagine was deep love for her, for he had professed the depth of his love many times, and she had no way of knowing to that point, that he was indeed bursting with the depth of his love. He was careful to keep his swollen cock away at first.

With a surge of still-innocent passion for her new husband, she reached up and kissed the handsome, sandy-haired man, parting her lips a little more than she ever had before. The pleasure of touching her lips to his this way had set her mouth on fire. It was so personal! And after all, they were man and wife now! Suddenly she felt his respond, but it was so unexpected! She had seen actresses part their lips in a kiss on television, but she had not known that a man put the tip of his tongue into a woman's mouth and caressed her lips! She liked it. She liked it very much! She liked the way their entire relationship changed at that moment!

As he pressed his mouth tightly onto hers, she felt him draw her tiny body up into his arms and hold her tight against his strong body. It was wildly exciting. She felt almost like Jane being carried through the trees by Tarzan! An electric kind of thrill surged through her as she realized that she was being hissed like a wife, and she only hoped that she was doing it all the correct way. Her mother has assured her that she could leave everything to Doug, and she had.

Suddenly he let the towel fall to the floor, and though she naturally squirmed to get free and pick it up, he swept her nakedly exposed body up against his chest and carried her into the adjoining bedroom.

She had listened to his heavy breathing as he quickly unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly. As nervous as she felt lying on the bed, bared to his appraising gaze, she could hardly wait! She wanted his naked body down on hers with an intensity that shocked her. He was still removing his clothes when she reached out and with her hand quivering timidly touched the thick hard rod of flesh bulging at the front of his shorts.

Her cool hand felt like an icy flame around his throbbing, lust-swollen cock, although his dazed mind boggled at her aggressiveness. He was sure she was a virgin. He had expected her to be petrified into passivity the first time. Had she… had she done anything like this before? Douglas Harper had not the courage to ask. He felt his prick jump crazily at her long awaited touch, the bulbous head growing thick and full with the pulse of blood that roared up from his constricted testicles. His testicles filled with sperm, and he moaned aloud as he felt his own hands, like things apart, reach for his new wife's incredible tits. Gently, softly, he crushed them. Oh what nakedly tender flesh she had!

"Oh!" Prudence cried. "Oh, Douglas!" His exploring fingers awakened to a life of their own, racing over the gasping girl's burning young skin, over her generous tits, over her tight young stomach and nearer, ever nearer to the golden area that was at last, unbelievably his own!

"Oh, Prudence!" he whispered hoarsely. "Prudence! To think that no man has ever known you before!" And he crushed his lips down onto her buttery mouth again and touched his flaming fingers to her virginal pussy. Feeling the hot moist flesh beneath the fleece teasing at his cupping palm, he crooked his middle finger and slowly, gently, but insistently, inserted it up between her open thighs until the blunted tip was clasped just inside the entrance to her tight little cunt.

"Oh, Doug! Oh, Douglasssssss! It feels so goooooooooddddddd!" Prudence gasped, wriggling her loins around on his lewdly impaling finger.

"Oh, God," he moaned. "How wonderful you are! How beautiful! And you're all mine! Mine! Forever and ever mine alone!"

Even if there had been any reason, they could not have stopped at this point. They had waited so long! They had dated for four years before getting married. When they first met, Douglas had been the patronizing tennis teacher just out of the army, teaching tennis for something to do while he waited for a post in the diplomatic service. Prudence had wanted to brush up on her game during summer vacation from college and, incidentally, meet the handsome Douglas Harper the neighborhood was raving about. She had met him and they had dated before he won his post and was transferred overseas. Yet whenever he came home, they dated almost constantly and a tender, passionate attraction grew stronger between them.