My Wife Is My Goddess

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Not to brag but I am married to most most beautiful female on the planet. She is a blonde goddess with a perfect body and most lovely face. Natasha is from the USSR and yes she is a mail order bride sort of speak. We met on a dating site and had a face time video chat and it went from there. I was somewhat surprised she was even remotely interested in me because in fact I have not had much success dating 'American' women in my past twenty five years. You could say I am more or less a computer nerd/geek type in high school who couldn't find a date to the senior prom. However my grades were straight A's and after graduation I found a good paying job at a high tech firm in thier IT department. My salary allowed me to move from my mothers house and purchase a nice home in a safe gated community. I was invested in my future.

Not that I'm the most handsome guy around but I'm not exactly unattractive either. I may be somewhat underweight, if not rather tall. To tell the truth I am not very athletic and never played sports in high school or college but my academic studies payed off in the long run. I was desperate to find a female and begin a relationship. And then I signed up to this Russian Bride website and it changed my life. Not only were most of these women drop dead gorgeous but willing to move across the world to marry and enter into a relationship with a man from another country.

When I saw her photos and read her profile I was simply spellbound. She was a total goddess and stood out from her competetion. At first when I responded with a flirt I thought I didn't stand a chance in hell, that she would never give me a second thought. Much to my surprise she did respond with a detailed letter. I immediately wrote back which was expensive but I didn't care, I was in love ! I could afford to spend a small fortune if neccessary. We corresponded almost daily until I committed to go to Russia for a live face to face meeting. You can't imagine how nervous I was to finally meet her in person, and I am kind of passive and easy going but I was determined to do this, no matter what.

I will never forget the first time I saw Natasha. She was like a living barbie doll ! This blonde goddess smiled demurely and seemed shy and I, myself was at a loss of words and feeling insecure. We were seated a a table in a hotel with several other men from different countries and a few other chaperioned Russian females. We talked for several hours, Natasha was drop dead gorgeous and exceeded my expectations. I fell in love that night !

Altogether I stayed there for four days and we spent hours with each other but always in supervision of the dating website. It was not difficult to to fill her head with all the beneifits our country provided compared with her home country. Natasha's dream was to live in the United States and have a family.
 

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Nastasha

In my country their is no many options in finding a good man to provide you with security in your life. Many are lazy and unmotivated to find a future and resort to drink or drugs. It is very rampant here it seems to be. That is reason to go to internet cafe' and seek man from overseas. I wish to find nice caring man who is good and can take care of me as I deserve. I am willing to leave my country of my birth to be with him in his own. It is the reason I join dating site to meet rich western men. I love the country of my birth but it does not provide a very good future.

I started to correspond with nice man from America. I have always wanted to go here since I was little girl. This can be a dream come true. My father spoke of these place, he was there once as a diplomate before I was given birth. I have very good education and can speak english very good also. Today, I am to meet a man who can make these dreams come true for us.

His name is Carl and he is very polite. He is shy and does not seem to have much confidence. As our first meeting goes by he seems to relax a little. Carl has a nice smile, although he does not look meet me in the eye. He is too shy to do this, I think. My impression is he is very nice and kind. I have feelings he would be a loyal and devoted husband for me. I can give him all my trust.

I decide to go to America and marry Carl. The passport and papers are made into order and we can go onto the plane. I am sad in a way but very glad to begin a new life...
 
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Carl

I came away from our first meeting or dinner feeling hopeful about my future. Natasha seemed somewhat interested in me and I felt it was geniune. I think she was impressed that I lived in my own home instead of a very small apartment in public housing and that I drove a car. Natasha used public transportation and had never driven a vehical. { I promised to teach her } She also seemed impressed by my salary, which was a small fortune in her home country. Back in my hotel room I replayed every second of our three hour discussion. Besides her sweet sexy accent, which drove me wild, Natasha seemed to want to come to the USA and enter into a marriage with me. Like most women in her country, she seemed old fashioned about marriage and the importance of family.

I was in love for the first time in my life. This wasn't a infatuation with a high school cheerleader, who I didn't stand a chance in hell of ever even holding her hand in public, let alone kissing her. I actually had a chance to marry the girl of my dreams, instead of being alone for the rest of my pathetic life and looking at porn on my computer.

Unable to sleep I tossed and turned all night, hoping this beautiful blonde goddess would decide to live with me in happy and secure wedded bliss forever !!!! I promised myself, if she accepted me as her loyal and faithful husband I would do anything, whatever it took to make my angel happy !
 
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Since I was a little girl I imagine a man, a knight in shining armour to come and sweep me off my feet and take me away to the castle. Carl has become this man and it is very romantic. While on the plane to my new home he tells me of his family and we plan our wedding together. It will not be so big because I do not have any family there, only his but it is all fine with me. I am ready to be his wife and discover my new home.

It is a long trip to go there and somewhat exhausting but I am excited to be going. I have many hopes for the future. It will be nice to have a devoted and committed husband to be with and share our lives together. A man to shower me in affection and happiness. I know I have made a good choice in him...
 
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Carl...wedding day

It was a small ceremony at the local church since I don't have a large family and my blushing bride has no one to attend. My sister was the only bridesmaid and my cousin stood in as my best friend. My dear mother and several of her friends were there, although my mother wasn't exactly thrilled that I was marrying a woman from another country she was happy that I was finally getting hitched. A few friends from my firm also were there to celebrate this specail day.

My beautiful bride was breathtaking. Her dress was not very traditional, in fact it was more or less provocutive. According to mother it was inappropreciate. It was a short white sheer dress but as far as I was concerned Natasha looked perfect. Her beauty was breathtaking !

We had a small intimate reception at my parents estate and planned to fly to Jamica for our honeymoon. I was walking in the clouds above, now married to the most beautiful woman in the whole universe. Natasha was all mine and my fantasy come true.
 
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Natasha

I can never forget my first glimpse from the window of the plane of the lights of New York City. It was very exciting to me to finally be here. My dream has come true. After a short time at the airport I was tired but excited to have a flight to my home in the place of California where we live. I so love to be nearby to the ocean and meet my future husband's family. They seem nice for me and pleased and I feel welcome there. I like his home, it is very big for only two but cozy.

Our wedding day is a small affair but is wonderful for us. As a new couple we have many good gifts and Carl's nice sister wants to take me shopping soon for a new wardrobe that I need and to go on our honeymoon on a tropical island. To be honest I am content to stay here at this city but my husband wants a tradition for us. When the sister goes shopping I can not believe myself, there is so many things to purchase. Her name is Alice and she helps us find bridal lingerie to wear on the honeymoon. We have decided to wait until we comsumate this marrige until the honeymoon. I also have a couple of very small bikini's to wear on the beach and nice dresses and heels to match for the nightlife at this resort. My husband Carl is very generous for me.

I feel I am living my fairytale.
 
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Honeymoon in Jamica

Dispite flying almost around the world in the last couple of weeks I was eager to leave with my beautiful blonde bride to the island of Jamica. Now this is not really something I'm proud of but I had never been with a girl in that manner. In another words, and I hate to admit it but I am still a virgin. Yes I kissed a couple of girls and even touched thier breasts and vagina. On the other hand I have jacked off a thousand times, mostly to internet porn and have no problem getting an erection. My penis gets hard in a heartbeat. Now I was sitting next to my wife, a total Russian princess, envied by every straight red blooded male on the plane. Natasha was my fantasy female and I couldn't resist touching her shapely long legs which just happened to be encased in a pair of fine silk stockings. I have to confess I have a weakness for ladies in stockings ever since I was young. I can remember several of my mothers friends coming over while wearing such after church or at some event and crossing their legs and the whisper of the nylon or silk. It excited me and it was just so feminine to observe. I would always go upstairs afterwards and imagine wicked thoughts. I won't go into detail now but I do have a sort of a healthy fetish about female delicates as I like to call them.

We did enjoy a couple of drinks on the flight and both got a little tipsy. Maybe because of the altittude or that we both were not big alcohol drinkers. Natasha giggled like a silly schoolgirl and I laughed along with her. I was more happy than anytime in my whole life !
 
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Jamica

This place is such paradise. I can not believe we share a room like this together ! We arrived from the airport at noon and check in to the luxurious suite. It is hard to decide what to do at first. We are famished so I tell my husband that we should have lunch. We have a whole time of five days to stay here together as our honeymoon. Carl changes into shorts and polo shirt and I put on my new bikini under my tight yoga shorts and tight tank top. I decide it is nice to tease my husband, he seems to not to take his eyes off from me.

At our lunch in a restaurant downstairs Carl tells me to order whatever I wish. This is not like my country, I have many flavors to choose from. I adore seafood, shrimp alot and decide to have lobster for dinner at our evening meal. Our waiter, a very big black man is most attentive and polite. I notice there is many black people here, unlike my home country. This does not cause distress for me. Lunch is delightful, the shrimp scampi is very good and tasteful. Afterwards we choose to go to the pool instead of the beach. Tomorrow we can visit there. I can not wait to show off my new bikini to my husband.

We find lounge chairs beside the pool and I undress down to my bikini. The sun is hot and I tell my husband if he would like to put lotion on my body to protect myself from burning. Carl agrees, very eager and helpful. My husband is attentive to all my needs. I think I am lucky to have him...
 
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Poolside

The pool was packed, mostly with couples who most turned to check out my beautiful blonde wife. Just the way she naturaly strutted across the deck, moving her hips and shaking that ass almost gave me a stiffy and filled my head with thoughts of later this evening when we were alone together. Natasha Pulled her long hair on top of her head and secured it, after exposing her skimpy bikini clad toned body for all to observe. She offers me a bottle of scented lotion and suggests I apply some to her fantastic body. I can only wonder if she knows how much this teases me. I start at her shoulders and down her arms and already Natasha is purring like a kitten ! Already my penis is getting stiff inside my bathing trunks. I wish we could just go back to our suite and get to know each other better, but I sense my bride is enjoying the sun and my hands on her almost naked body. Natasha permits me to put lotion on her back, which is turned in my direction while she does her own thighs and stomach. I am hoping that my wife will offer to return the favor since I don't have much of a tan yet. I usually don't have much of a chance to get much sun despite living near the beach in California.

Once finished with my task, Natasha reclines on her back and says that she is thirsty. She suggests that I go to the tiki bar and get us a couple of pina coladas since the waiter is busy since the pool area is so crowded. I can't help but want to please my princess and rush off to the bar. Their is only one overworked bartender so I have to wait but at least there is shade. After about five minutes he takes my order and as I turn around with our glasses { actually big coconut shells } to return to my loving wife I notice a large muscled black man sitting in my spot next to her conversing with my new bride.

For some reason my heart sinks into my stomach. Please realize that all my life since I attended grade school I have been bullied and picked on, humiliated and even beaten up at the hands of the more agressive, bigger and the stronger males. It seemed later in high school and college I was the favorite target of the 'jocks'. Alot of females are attracted to these caveman types for some reason. I sincerely hoped being an adult that I could put the past and these issues behind me.

Natasha is laughing at something he says which I can not hear. Gathering my resolve after brief moment I make my way back to my seat and my wife. Standing there holding our refreshments I feel almost invisable and ignored. They are involved in a discussion and I don't have the nerve to interrupt, although I do overhear my wife say something about a word I detest, 'dweeb'.

Finally I clear my throat and smile. My beautiful wife looks up and sees me...
 
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Honeymoon in Jamica

" Oh there you are honey ! What takes you so long ? Oh this is Jax, he is very nice and is telling me words I never hear of in english language. Have you ever hear of dweeb ? ""

My husband sits down next to me on the other side and gives me refreshing tropical drink I have been waiting. I take a sip and sigh, liking the taste, " These are so good for me ! "

" Have you ever of a dork ? " Jax asks with a grin.

" I have never studied this word. No, I don't ever think, is it a bird ? " I ask.

This causes Jax to laugh and reveal very nice white teeth. " Not really but why don't you ask your husband what it is."

He stands up and I can miss the big bulge in his swim trunks. " I hope to see you later at the club tonight. "

" Perhaps we will attend. " I say, sorry that he is missing so soon, but I am in private now with my husband. Jax is gone and I ask Carl, " Do you know the word dweeb ? I have never heard such thing as this ? "

My husband frowns and shrug his shoulders and does not give me answer.

" It must be good thing so Jax names you one. Do you like to swim with me honey ? It is hot here and it would make us cool. " I offered him...
 
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" It must be a good thing so Jax names you one. Do you like to swim with me honey ? It is hot here and it would make us cool. "

Thank God for my wife's innocent ignorance of slang in the english language or she would have understood that this black thug was making fun of me in front of her.

" No I think I will just sit here and watch you swim darling. I can't really swim to well but you go ahead and cool off without me. " I said, refusing her offer. It was somewhat upsetting that my past had caught up with me even now on my honeymoon.

Natasha seemed dissappointed but stood up and bent over and kissed my cheek. Adjusting the thong on the backside of her skimpy bikini Natasha and sashayed towards the pool. Looking behind at me before she dove in my wife smiled first. Natasha dissappeared under the water and swam like a mermaid only to surface several yards away. She shook her long blonde hair, pulling it back, exposing her pretty young face and contented smile. Natasha posed there like a total goddess with her eyes closed to the sun before emerging from the pool, dripping wet.

I could only watch mesmerized, aware that others were also, as she swayed her hips and paraded across the pool towards me. Pausing before me Natasha placed her hands on her hips and showed off her perfect body. I simply couldn't tear my eyes away from the wet and almost transparent triangle of her sheer bikini.
 
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Honeymoon in Jamica

I stand and pose at my new husband in front of him letting him see me in my wet bikini. He likes to stare at me as if he has never seen a woman. Carl reminds me of a little shy school boy is is not secure of being around a woman. Carl is passive I think and not as aggressive as some men I have known.

" Please honey can you provide me of a towel ? " I asked with sweetness.

My husband jumps up from his feet and obediantly wraps around my almost naked body. I am happy woman because Carl is attentive to all my needs. He is loyal to me and will be a good husband. I know he will do what I wish. My husband will buy me things if I desire.

" Should we go to the nice boutique I see in the lobby before we get prepared for dinner honey ? '' I can not to wait for this evening to happen and I want to look my best and drive my new husband wild with desire and lust.
 
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I love how my husband spoils and pampers me, buying lingerie which I adore to wear in privacy. My man purchases what I desire, jewelry, heels and such things I have. He does make me feel like a specail lady for him. And tonight can be specail, it will be the night we make love for our first time honeymoon.

Carl suggests that we a bath. Their is a whirlpool like we have in our home which is fortunate for us. I like very much to relax and have the jets of water spray on my body. I think I prefer to bathe alone to get ready for the night...I want to shave my legs also. In the future it would seem nice to have my devoted husband do this for me. I can think of other chores for him to do for me if I teach him to do pedicures and manicures and arrange my hair ! It will be alot of fun to have a man pamper me in our marriage.

After my bath I prepare myself in white stockings and heels with matching lingerie. I put on some makeup and arrange my hair to look nice. I place my best perfume on between my breasts and neck...I feel like a beautiful bride now for only my husband.
 
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honeymoon suite

My bride was preparing herself for this evening while I was a almost a nervous wreck. I decided to order dinner from room service, not wanting to leave the room. Tonight's the night I've been waiting for all my life. It was finally going to happen. Dispite my nervousness I was also extremely excited because I was married to the most beautiful woman in the world. I just prayed that I wouldn't dissappoint her in bed. Sad as it really was, I had almost zero experience with women besides being obsessed with porn sadly.

While waiting for my lovely wife I struggled to open the bottle of red wine so I could place it in the ice bucket to chill. I didn't want Natasha to see me fumble with corkscrew which I really didn't know how to use very well. I finally managed to open it without cutting myself.

Natasha was in there getting ready for along time it seemed. I didn't care because I knew she needed time to look her best and didn't mind waiting. I planned to shower and shave afterwards and put on a pair of comfortable silky black boxers adorned with red hearts, the pair my gorgeous wife had liked and picked out, and the soft plush robe which was provided by the hotel.
 
The candles are lighted and we are enjoying our dinner in a romantic way. It is very good and I like the lobster too much. We also have shrimp in spicy butter and a small steak of beef prepared with steamed vegetables. It is very good and melts in my mouth. My husband pours the wine and our mood is good. Carl is more relaxed now.

I am finished with the meal and I giggle and plan to turn up the tempature...

" Would you like to have some wedding cake in the bed honey ? " I ask while standing up and letting the comfy robe fall from my shoulders, revealing my white silky bridal lingerie.

Carl almost chokes on the food in his mouth when he sees me. His eyes grow very big and he nods yes. My husband is eager to have his dessert !

" What do you wait for ? Come with me. " I whisper in a seductive sexy voice, pausing in the doorway in my lingerie to model for him. He rises to his feet, almost knocking things off the table and takes my hand and follows into the bedroom. We pause beside the bed and Carl seems hesitant and does not know what to do, he can only stare. I will take control then and untie the belt on his robe, removing it...

" Do you like my bridal lingerie that I wear for you honey ? " I ask, knowing he does, and pose for him, turning side to side before pushing him down onto the bed in a sitting position under me. Carl is eye level with hips and inches away from my sheer, almost transparent bridal panties that shows a glimpse of my trimmed and maintained pubic hair and pussy.

My husband can only nod, unable to take his eyes from it.

" Do you like what you see ? " I ask, grabbing his hair and twisting it in my fingers and placing one of my stocking clad leg up on the bed.

Carl groans as if feeling in pain.

" Don't you like to touch and feel how soft my stockings are ? " I tease...
 
Natasha simply took my breath away.

" Don't you like to touch and feel how soft my stockings are ? " she purred.

I was speechless. Unable to resist I reached up and carressed her stocking clad leg with my fingers while gazing at her pussy through the sheer transparent materail of her bridal panty. Needless to say my cock was already erect and aching for release. By now Natasha's fingers were entangled in my hair and I bent forward, allowing my nose to lightly brush against her covered pussy mound. I inhaled her musky fragerance.

My wife gasped and arched her back, pulling my head closer. I was in heaven. Natasha, still gripping my head, eased back on the bed and spread her long shapely legs apart.
 
" Do you like to please your wife, honey, and make her ready for him ? I can give permission to use your tongue on her..." I purred, spreading the legs further apart and pressing his face to me.

Carl groaned as in agony, his nose touching my bridal panty.

" You may touch me with your tongue. " I whisper, waiting, my excitement growing each moment !

"Mmmmm...it feels very nice, honey. " I encourage when the tongue teases thru my sheer panty, " Oh yes, I love this too much baby ! "

I start to move my hips up and down on his face slowly in the beginning. A whimper of pleasure escapes my throat. I permit my loyal husband to continue...

" Please...remove my panties now ! " I demand, getting desperate to have nothing interfer. Of course Carl is eager and does what he is told. I know he needs to please me.

" Oh yes honey...lick my pussy like that. It feels very good ! " I urge his face forward and give him direction. Carl has talent for this and makes my excitement grow. I force my husband's face closer to me using the hair !
 
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I can't believe I am finally eatting my beautiful wife's pussy for the first time. For years I have fantasized about this moment. Not to mention my bride seemed to be liking it. I absolutely loved how she took control and used my hair to force me closer. Her musky scent only served to make my dick ache and add to my excitement. I sensed she wasn't ready yet and I was willing to follow Natasha's directions. I was positive my wife would tell me when I could put my dick in her pussy. For now I was more than satisfied to learn how to please my goddess wife. I eagerly licked and kissed wherever she told me, from the top of her pussy to the bottom. I felt Natasha's cunt getting wet and slippery and soon she was forcing almost my entire face forward as she began to move her hips up and down while whimpering and whispering my name in encouragement !
 
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It was so long ago I experience orgasm from a man. In my country some men did not like to please a woman like this. My husband seemed eager and very willing to learn ! It feels soooo good and I can not help to cum all over his face in pleasure ! Carl does not mind this and continues to use his tongue...

" Oh my husband, this feels...it feels very wonderful ! " I tell him contently. " Now it is your turn to have pleasure. Come over here. "

Carl moves up to my side, smiling for me. He is wearing the boxer shorts only and I make him lay down on his back. My hand finds a small bulge in the front of his shorts and I have some confusion. Is he already hard ? If so, he is not very big...

I decide to remove the shorts and discover him. Carl lifts his hips to help me do so. His rather small cock is already stiff and I can tell it is not very big as some men I know of. I hide my dissappointment from him, not to hurt his feelings. Please if you understand I have not known many men but I do have some knowledge. It is then that I decide my husband will be my panty boy and I can be in control of our marriage...but this is our honeymoon together and deserves not to be a virgin any longer.

I can be certain Carl has never had a woman's mouth on his dick but he is hard and does not need to have this happen yet.

" Would you like to put your dickie in my pussy now honey ? " I ask, urging Carl to move on top of me while spreading my legs for him...
 
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I don't think my dick has ever been this hard, jacking off to porn can't even come close to comparing to the real thing ! It was like sticking my dick in a warm, tight glove made of silk or velvet but so much more intense. I entered my lovely wife's soft pussy and pushed in as far as I could go, it was unbelieveable, something I never experienced before ! I thrust inside her pussy at least three or four times and unable to help myself, no matter how hard I tried not too already, my dick exploded and I shot my cum into my wife's pussy.

Breathing rapidly, I struggled to get my breathing under control. It felt so good but it was all over so quickly. Natasha lay motionless under me in silence. I collapsed on top of her, my head spinning in pleasure and contentment. Thank goodness I was no longer a virgin ! After a few minutes my cock got soft and easily slid from my brides pussy.

I was finally a man !
 
The moment of my honeymoon was over very soon. I have so much wanted more tonight but my husband could not provide it. I can only teach him for the future how to please me, and give what is needed for his wife to enjoy it.

" Did it feel good for you, honey ? " I ask, urging him onto his back, despite his cock only being inside my pussy for only a few moments.

Carl groaned, trying to get his breath under control.

" Do you think you can do this again, soon ? For your wife ? " I whisper while dipping my middle finger into my pussy and coating it with his sperm before smearing it onto his lips...

" Taste yourself, honey. "

Carl hesitates, shocked at first but soon his obediant tongue does what he is told. Then I put my finger in his mouth and make him suck his remaining juices from it.

He reminds me of a little eager puppy licking the finger clean. I am confident I can make him do whatever I wish...

" Now is a good time to give you my gift for our wedding, I think. " I smiled, getting up and opening the drawer of the chest. Returning to the bedside I sat down and crossed my legs.

" Do you like these ? " I asked revealing a sheer silky pair of granny panties.

Carl nodded yes.

" Good, I need you to put them on for me. "

My husband blinked his eyes looking confused...
 
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At first I thought the panties were meant for my beautiful bride to wear. She would look gorgeous in anything !

" Good I need you to put them on for me. " Natasha insisted, twirling them around on her finger.

" You want me to put those on ? They are female undergarments Natasha. " I responded, somewhat surprised.

My beautiful bride just smiled and nodded, tossing the silky underthing at me.
Truthfully I was willing to do anything my beautiful wife wanted, just needing to please her so I didn't even think of protesting. If that was what she wanted me to do then...I slipped into the silky panty and pulled them up to my hips. I felt a little embarrassed but we were alone in private after all. I must admit they did feel rather nice and soft, better than my cotton boxers.

Natasha seemed to approve, raising her eyebrows !
 
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" Oh honey they look so cute on you. " I give him compliment.

Carl appears unsure of himself.

" Do not worry so much, I will teach you how to please your wife baby. " I say reaching into the nightstand and finding my new vibrator.

" This is for you to please your wife. I will show you how I like it to be used. " I tell him laying back and spreading my legs for my husband. " Very well, touch me around my pussy using it there. "

Carl seems very eager to learn. I know I can teach him what his wife likes and needs, no matter that his penis is very small. A devoted man can provide much pleasure to his wife using his mouth and such. This will require very much patience but I can train my husband by controlling his orgasms, only to have one when I give him permission.

Our honeymoon is filled with pleasure as I direct my devoting hubby to use my toy with me, teasing me at first before entering my pussy. It causes me to have another orgasm...
 
Eager to learn how to please my wife with her toy I follow her directions. I can tell Natasha likes to be teased first before placing it inside her trimmed and well maintained pussy. Inch by inch the toy slips deeper, far further than my cock can go. She is very wet and excited. By now my own cock is getting stiff again inside my panty just by looking at my beautiful blonde bride moving her hips on the dildo. Suddenly Natasha grabs my hair and forces my face forward...

" Oh honey, yes...yes... lick my pussy ! Do your duty for me, now ! "

I can feel her body tense as another orgasm racks her world. I wished that it was my own cock my wife was cumming all over instead of her new 'toy'. As she comes back down to earth I can't help touch my stiffy through my panty. It feels so good and I wish my bride would give me some more attention. A blowjob would be wonderful but I am too shy to request it. Finally Natasha notices that I am playing with myself.
 
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This feels soooo good inside my pussy, I am desperate to be filled even if my new husband is inadequate and can not provide it. Because of this I will train him to be most loyal and devoted to me. He will be under my control always and committed to please me in other ways.

I can not help but notice Carl has a stiffy again pressing againest his silky panty. He is touching himself.

" I see you think your panties feels so good on your little dickie. " I tease, " Do you have permission to touch it ? "

Carl shakes his head and stops stroking it.

" From this moment, as I have told you, you may only cum if I tell you. If you do not listen I will punish you like you deserve to be. Do you understand ? "

Of course Carl nodds his head.

" I have purchased this device...it is called a cage, I think. It is for very bad husbands. If you have a accident in your panty without permission I will be forced to make you wear this until you can have control of yourself. "

To tease him I start to stroke his hard little dickie softly through the sheer materail of his panty. He moans and begins to move his hips slowly, almost desperately.

" Don't you dare make a mess in your panties honey. " I warn.

It is hard not to tell that he is becoming frustrated. My new husband has not very much control of himself. He reminds me of a little horney puppydog...
 
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