Authors: Jane Prescott
“Diana, alright, I'm gonna marry you, you crazy woman, but I know that tomorrow you are going to regret everything that happened,” he said softly into her ear.
“Yippee! I'm getting married! I'm getting married!” she screamed with joy.
Ted led her out of the building to his truck and helped her in. He fished out his cell phone and called his manager. “Sean, I'm flying down to Austin, prepare the jet for me, I'm flying to Las Vegas ,” he said, glad for the luxuries of being able to have a jet at his disposal whenever he needed it.
He looked over at Diana, and she had drifted off into sleep. Maybe he should just take her back to the ranch house and let her sleep off her booze. No, she had challenged him right there in front of the whole bar, and he was going to take it by the horns. He made a number of other calls to make the preparations for his wedding at the 24hour Elvis Presley Chapel. Minutes later they were at the local airstrip where his plane was parked. He carried her into the plane, and soon they were on their way to Vegas.
“Are we in Vegas yet?” she mumbled drunkenly in her sleep as he looked at her milky cleavage, his cock growing hard in his pants.
“Not yet, honey. Not for another couple of hours.”
The pilot of his jet looked at him as if he had gone crazy as he carried the drunken woman onto the plane. She split her legs wide as he placed her onto one of the seats, and to his surprise he noticed that she was not wearing any panties, her clean shaved pussy barely visible through her fleshy thighs, and that was the most arousing thing that he had ever seen. His dick hardened instantly as he buckled her into her seat, and throughout the flight he could not stop thinking about how hot her pussy looked. He had to restrain himself from touching her even though she was dead asleep. At some point during the flight, she woke up and demanded that he take her to the bathroom, which he did. Without thinking twice, she pulled her dress up over her waist and relieved herself in front of him as if it was the most natural thing, and Ted felt as if his dick was going to explode with desire. She had the tattoo of a butterfly just above her pussy lips, and Ted found himself imagining what it would be like to sink his cock into her and make love to her right there and then.
“Ted, you have a hard on. What is the matter? Haven't you ever seen a woman taking a piss before?” she said, standing up and walking towards him without bothering to pull down her skirt.
*****
Diana could not believe what she was doing. She could not believe that she was taking off and going to marry a total stranger. Maybe it was because of all the bitterness she felt after what her fiancée had done to her, but there was also the fact that she had this really strong attraction to Ted. She felt that she really was in love with him. She had purposely let him watch her do her thing in the small toilet and now she felt a sudden surge of desire looking at his long thick erection tenting his pants. Diana did not wear panties when she was in warm climates, and she had noted the way that Ted's eyes had widened as she pulled up her dress. He seemed pleased with what he saw. She reached for his crotch and squeezed his erection with her hand as she pressed her body against his. She wanted him right then and there, and the heat within her folds was driving her crazy. Her vagina had moistened up deliciously and her clit began throbbing hard with arousal. As she began massaging his cock over his pants, she fused her lips onto his, kissing him hungrily as he returned the kiss. Her lips parted easily, allowing him entry into her mouth as his tongue began dancing passionately with his.
She pushed her hand into the waist of his pants and into his boxers to take a hold of his hardness. She wrapped her fingers around the shaft, trembling when she realized that they could barely go around the whole width of the thickness. She wondered how it would feel penetrating into her vagina, parting her folds deliciously as he fucked her. She was trembling by the time that she started jerking the cock up and down, and from the way that Ted was breathing heavily, Diana knew that he wanted her more than she wanted him.
“I wanna taste your cock,” Diana said, pulling away and crouching down in front of him.
“Come on. There is a bed in the back cabin. Let's go there,” Ted said, pulling her to her feet and leading her to the back.
The tequila was still doing wild things to her head as she staggered behind him, not sure if she was drunk from the drink or from the intense desire she felt. As soon as Ted kicked the door shut, Diana pushed him onto the bed and went after him, immediately unbuckling his belt and then pulling his pants open. She reached for his boxers and pulled them down over his erection, her breath catching in her throat when she saw just how huge his cock was. It was so huge, it made Mark's look like a miniature, and Diana swallowed hard, because she could already imagine how it would feel like deep inside her. She lowered her face to his crotch and sniffed it in, the male scents going straight to her head and making her dizzy with arousal.
She wrapped her fingers around it and began moving them up and down on his dick as she lowered her head towards the huge dark head. Slipping out her tongue, she let it run over the precum that had pooled on the pink slit at the tip. She fell in love with the salty male taste immediately as she played her tongue over the head, licking it, tasting it and savoring it. She then began taking more and more of the head into her mouth, doing all the dirty little things she had always wanted to do with her mouth as she jerked the base of the cock. As a reward, Ted groaned his appreciation as he took his hands down to her head, pressing it onto his dick as she worked her magic.
*****
Ted sat up on his elbows and checked out the way that this voluptuous, beautiful woman was sucking on his dick. Ted felt as if she was going to drive him nuts, he was so turned on. Here he was, thirty thousand feet above sea level, getting the best blowjob of his life from the most attractive woman that he had ever met, on their way to their wedding. She sucked on his cock almost as if it was meant only for her, twisting her mouth over it as she took it deeper and deeper into her mouth. He felt the head of his dick slipping into her throat, and Ted knew that he was going to come in her mouth if he let her continue sucking on his dick.
“Enough, Diana, at this rate you are going to make me come in your mouth, and that would not be such a good idea because I would like to come somewhere else, somewhere deep within you,” he said, pulling her head away from his dick and then getting up quickly.
Within no time, he had peeled off all of his clothes, and then went ahead to help Diana remove hers. Without her clothes on, she was the most alluring woman that he had ever set his eyes on; the big bodied princess that he had been waiting for all his life. Pulling her into his arms, he locked his lips onto hers, kissing her deeply as his hands went to her huge breasts and began massaging them. Diana moaned into his mouth when he took her nipples into his hands and began pinching them and turning them around in semi circles, the peaks becoming hard with arousal. Diana was so horny, Ted could actually smell her arousal, and when he pressed his knee in between her thighs, he felt her wetness on his skin. It sent a thrilling message all the way to his dick and Ted discovered that he was actually shaking with all the desire that he had. Never in his life had he ever wanted something as badly as he wanted Diana right now, but he wanted to take his time with her, after all, she was going to be his wife even though she might change her mind when the booze finally faded from her head.
“Oh yesss!” Diana moaned as he moved his lips away from hers and lowered them to one of her breasts, taking her nipple into his mouth and beginning to suck on it.
It felt thick and firm in his lips, and as he sucked and nibbled on it, Ted massaged her other breast, while his free hand moved down over her belly, slipping in between her thighs. Diana parted her thighs a little wider, giving Ted better access to her vagina as he slipped his finger between her slick pussy lips. She was overflowing with love juices as his finger pushed in and began playing over Diana's clit. Diana thrusted her hips under his touch, rubbing her pussy over his finger hard and smearing his hand with her nectar. She was hot and liquid, and Ted could only imagine how his cock would feel inside her, the wetness of the love juices rubbing against his shaft as he drilled her all the way to heaven. He needed to taste her, to taste her sweet wetness and get to know just how delicious she was before he fucked her. Pulling his lips away from her, Ted began kissing her down her belly, sticking his tongue into her belly button. He then moved to the end of the bed and parted her thighs as wide as they could go. She smelled delicious, and the scent of her love juices went straight to his head like some fine wine. Ted lowered his head in between her thighs, running his tongue through her pussy crease, up and down the inner lips.
“I need you, Ted, I need more. Please make love to me, you are killing me,” Diana moaned, her words making Ted's cock ache with need as he lapped at her vagina.
“Not so quickly, Diana. We will get there. I first wanna make you completely ready for my cock,” he said, burying his face back into sex.
He then sucked her clit into his mouth and began working his lips and tongue on it, flicking his tongue around the sides, as Diana rhythmically moved her body. She was hot for him and it only seemed to get him even more turned on. He pushed a finger into her vagina, driving it deep into her wet folds and hooking at as he pulled it out, letting it brush deliciously over her G spot. Diana let out a squeal, and Ted could imagine just how good she was feeling, and yet she hadn’t even fully experienced his dick yet. She took her hands down to his head, pressing it into her vagina even harder and smearing his face with her love juices.
“I want you to come for me, Diana, come for me before I drive my cock deep into your folds and take you to heaven with me,” he said into her pussy.
*****
Diana felt as if she had died and gone to heaven. She could not hold back the pleasure that Ted was giving her orally, and his finger had touched a spot within her vagina that she didn’t even know existed. He was practically making love to her in the most mind blowing way, and he had not even fucked her yet. His breath was hot in her folds as he encouraged her to come, and Diana was sure that she was just about to have the biggest climax of her life. She raised her head and looked at the way that he was sucking, licking and fingering her, the room filled with the scent of her arousal, and that was enough to send her over the edge. Her pussy muscles clutched the finger as she shuddered hard, climaxing like she had never done before. Before Diana knew what was happening, Ted got on top of her, in between her thighs. He then reached for her feet and pulled them up over her shoulders, pinning them at the sides of her head. She had never known that her body could become so flexible as he put her into a position that she had never been in before. Deeply in need to feel his cock inside her, she reached her hand down to his crotch and took a hold of his dick. Ted locked his lips onto hers, kissing her passionately as she guided his dick into her pussy.
The monster cock ground into her sensitive folds, filling her up in ways that she had never been filled before. She felt the thickness of the shaft pulling her sensitive clit into her pussy with it, and Diana almost felt as if she had just gone to heaven and she was being rewarded for being a good girl. Kissing her and groping her breasts, Ted began to pound his manhood in and out of her vagina, the friction of his cock against her pussy walls driving her crazy with desire. Each thrust was harder and faster, and the heat within her folds intensified. Just when she thought she had just experienced the most pleasurable climax of her life, it looked like there was an even more enormous one coming. Their bodies pressed tightly together as the heat within them increased, bringing them closer to heaven. Diana had never felt so deeply penetrated, and she knew that she had just found something that she was addicted to. She felt his dick stiffening within her, just as she burst out into the biggest climax of her life. Ted grunted, driving his dick as deep as it could go into her vagina as his huge hot load shot deep within her, filling her up as his juices blended with hers. She gripped his dick hard, milking it of all its contents.
They immediately collapsed onto the bed, as the plane started to go through some mild turbulence. Ted looked over to Diana and their eyes met in a loving gaze.
“Well, are you ready to do this Mrs. Diana Wilkins?” Diana squeezed his hand and nodded. Tears welled up in both of their eyes as their lips locked and their hearts became one.
THE END
Vanessa stifled a yawn as she sat through one of John’s lectures. She wanted to take interest in John’s line of teaching, in fact John had insisted that she accompany him to his college classes, but she just couldn’t make herself interested in archaeology. Vanessa looked at John; he was in his late 40s, with a tall, lean figure and a head of ash colored hair peppered with whites here and there. His sharp features were partially softened by his hair and his rounded glasses. Vanessa gave a look around the class and she saw that the majority of the students were girls and she was sure at least a handful of them had a crush on him.
Vanessa and John had been engaged to be married recently and before that had been dating for about two years. They had met each other at a common friend’s party and had hit it off immediately. Although there was an age gap of more than 20 years between them, they got on like a house on fire. They both loved reading, their taste in movies was also similar and both appreciated art. Though John could definitely be the winner in the ‘forgetful professor’ category, Vanessa felt he made it up for it with his warmth and true love for her. Vanessa loved him a lot too. She felt wanted and protected, but as of late felt that maybe there was one thing that lacked between them. They had regular sex and enjoyed each other’s company, but Vanessa felt they just didn’t have that spark. She wondered if that could be a problem later on, but on the other hand she could not think of a world without John.
Vanessa was 26 years old but she looked a little bit older. She had flowing brown hair that reached to her waist and it was set off by her unconventionally deep blue eyes with thick black lashes. Her round face was accentuated by the perfectly flawless skin and dark pink, full lips. She didn’t need much make up, she looked stunning the way she was. But in spite of her stunning face, what most men noticed about her first was her figure; it was equally stunning if not more. Many girls her age and many of her friends would get annoyed at this unwanted attention, but Vanessa was not one of them. She took it in good spirit, as show of admiration. She was proud of her body, she often admired herself in the mirror, she was not one of those girls that was continually fretting over an increasing waistline, and she liked that about herself. She liked the fact that she was heavy breasted and she had a bottom to match it. It was sort of a family thing for Vanessa and she always knew she was going to grow into a full woman. “No matter what they say, remember men always like full women” is what her grandmother used to say and Vanessa knew it was true. She knew that even though her beauty was something that caught everyone’s attention, it was always her body that was the final winner.
Vanessa also had a voracious sexual appetite and each sexual experience for her was a kind of awakening inside her. She just didn’t enjoy sex; she liked being worshipped during the act. She liked it when someone gave full attention to her whole body, when every nook and corner of her body was explored. She liked the experience to last for a long time. For each sexual experience she felt as if she was offering her body to another person and she wanted the person to make complete use of it.
When Vanessa met John, the first few months were the best time in her life when it came to sex. What Vanessa liked most about John was that he gave attention to every part of her body and could make any touch feel seductive. Vanessa felt he knew how to really enjoy sex and he gave the attention to her assets that they deserved, which always got her immensely aroused.
It was not like they didn’t enjoy sex anymore with each other, not at all, but Vanessa felt that maybe they needed to explore other options and avenues, but John was not adventurous in that way. It made Vanessa wonder what else could be done to get the fire back between them; maybe it needed a change of scene for sometime thought Vanessa. So when the archeological trip to the Amazonian jungle to be headed by John was announced, Vanessa immediately made sure she was going to accompany John on the trip.
It was not easy to convince him though, as John was reluctant to take Vanessa on a trip that would have a considerable period of time where they would not be in touch with civilization.
“You know, it will mostly be my colleagues and you know how boring they are right?” he said.
“Who cares about your colleagues,” Vanessa said. She knew most of them and whenever they had met at a party or elsewhere she didn’t have much to talk about with them after the first hellos. They were dedicated to their field of study to the extent that they didn’t have any interest in anything else. So even though Vanessa tried to strike up conversations, her initial attempts usually fell flat.
“Really? You are the one who hates going to those parties and now you are ready to spend more than one whole month with them on a barge with no other person outside the circle to interact with?” John asked in a doubting tone.
“I will have you, won’t I?” Vanessa wrapped her arms around John’s neck sensuously and moved closer to him.
“Vanessa, I will be honest with you. Most likely I won’t have much time to spend with you because I’ll be busy with visiting sites and collecting data.”
“John, I will be happy just to be with you, it will be a change for both of us and it’ll be a unique way to see a new country” John didn’t have much of a defense against this reasoning, and wrapped his arms around her as well, kissing her lightly on the forehead.
******
The preparation for the journey had begun; some of the supplies had to be taken with them and the rest would be sourced from Manaus where they would fly down and start their journey on the river. The aim was to travel along the path of the river and explore the remains of ancient civilizations and study their effects on the modern age. John had been trying to get a grant for this expedition for a long time, this was his dream project and he planned to present a paper at the World Archaeological Conference later that year based on the expedition.
John’s aim was to prepare himself for an educational journey so that he could gather as much information as needed. But Vanessa was more interested about the place, the people, the culture - she felt really excited. For her it was going to be a very different kind of an experience, she wanted to learn new things and new ways. The trip held a lot of promise for her, especially because this was going to be the first time she was traveling abroad.
When they landed in Manaus, what shocked Vanessa the most was the weather. It was damp and heavy and humid and all Vanessa wanted to do was to get out all of the layers of clothing she had put on for the flight. John had warned her that the trip on the Amazon was going to be a very humid, plus that there would be mosquitoes and other tropical insects and animals. But Vanessa was adamant; she wouldn’t let these flimsy details get in the way of her experiencing new things. A day of rest in Manaus and then getting all the supplies together took them another two days and then they were ready to travel by boat on the Amazon.
They had hired a medium sized passenger boat with two decks; the lower deck was divided into the living quarters which included two cabins and the rest of the quarter for cargo. The upper deck was divided into the covered portion where most of the workers slept in their hammocks and the uncovered portion that could be used for multipurpose use, either as a viewing deck, or dining room or even studying area. The kitchen where the food was to be prepared was also located in the lower deck. The cabins were simple and sparse with one big bed with a bed stand and a noisy air-conditioner. There was a big window in each of the cabins.
When Elizabeth saw the living arrangements she was quite pleased even though John had worried that she would be fussing. That’s all she needed, she thought. She prepared herself for a wonderful two months ride in absolute peace enjoying the tropical climate and its food.
Soon they started on the journey and the first few days went by with just adjusting to life on the boat, but Vanessa didn’t mind. Most of her days were spent viewing the daily village life of the inhabitants of the villages they passed before moving into more dense forest that did not have any civilization. John was already engrossed in his studies with his colleagues and couldn’t give Vanessa any attention at all, but Vanessa didn’t mind. She did start missing having sex though, as John was so engrossed in his studies he seemed to have forgotten all about any sort of carnal desires. Vanessa on the other hand always felt aroused and it increased every day; all day long the only thing she could seem to think about was sex. Somehow the climate and the weather contributed to it, she just could not take her mind off it. She started fantasizing all day and involved almost anyone she laid her eyes on. She felt ashamed of herself and her feelings, but she couldn’t help it. Her desires were strong and she felt completely unfulfilled by John. What was the change that was coming over her, she wondered? Was she the only one to feel like this or was everyone feeling that way? But John was quite cool and concentrated on his studies and his colleagues too were equally engrossed. Was it because she was not doing anything substantial all day, was it because she was sitting idle? Vanessa thought she would keep herself busy to stop this torment. She started assisting the cook in the kitchen from that day onwards. The cook was an old Indian woman but she had lots of tales to tell Vanessa about several legends that were a part of local history and Vanessa found some respite from her lustful thoughts.
*****
It had been two weeks on the boat by now and they had entered a deep part of the Amazon basin, where there were little to no human civilization within hundreds of miles around them. In fact, the only inhabitants were indigenous tribes and the untamed wild animals of the Amazon basin. The boat moved at a slow pace over the river and the river water lapping against the boat seemed to be the only sound amidst the silence around them. It was amazing and it gave Vanessa the feeling that they were being watched from all sides. It was creepy, but thrilling all at the same time.
On the 17
th
day of their journey, Vanessa woke up in the morning to find the boat docked on the bank of the river. She wondered what was happening and was told that John had taken his colleagues ashore to explore the area. Archaeological proof suggested that this point used to be the point of origin of a very old civilization of the Amazon basin, which was now extinct. Vanessa felt disappointed that John had not taken her along and nor had he mentioned anything about it. She was determined to have a look at the locality herself and moreover she felt she needed some exercise, having been cramped up in the boat with movement limited to walking up and down the deck of the boat.
Chochmo, the cook, was horrified when she told her of her plan and warned her, “Madam, the jungle has many dangers, some you see, some you don’t see. It is not wise to go alone.”
But Vanessa was determined “Oh, I won’t venture very far. I will be within shouting distance, I promise, and if I sense any danger I will shout for help. You will hear me won’t you?”
Chochmo didn’t sound too convinced or very pleased so she gave Vanessa her very own traditional dagger to take along “This will keep you safe, use it only as a last resort!”
Vanessa thanked Chochmo for her kindness and went ashore. As a precaution she had worn a full sleeved shirt and full pants with boots. She took a heavy stick along just in case she needed to clear her path. But she found the path cleared already as she walked into the jungle “It must be the path John has taken” she thought. She followed the path up to a point from where the path had divided into two narrow ways. Both seemed to be treaded upon with one that seemed to have been less used. She was not sure what prompted her, but against her better judgment Vanessa took the path that was less walked upon. It was as if the path was calling out to her and she had to answer the call.
Vanessa was glad that she was wearing boots. The path had low bushes on its edges that could have scratched her otherwise. As she walked along, the jungle became a little thicker than how it was when she started, and the light that filtered in through the trees was becoming much more obstructed. The part that seemed strangest to Vanessa though was how the jungle that surrounded her was completely quiet. When she had started walking, there were birds and occasional monkeys that she could see and hear, but here nothing called and nothing moved, not even the leaves of the trees. Vanessa suddenly realized that she had walked a long time and must have left the river well behind her. She stopped and looked behind and could still see the path that she had taken. She wondered if it was probably a good idea at this point if she turned around and went back to the boat, but there was a stronger pull from ahead of her and she decided to follow that. After walking a good distance, Vanessa thought she saw a kind of clearing ahead of her. She went up close to the clearing and moved some of the bushes out of her way to see some old ruins. The place seemed to not have been accessed for some time and the growth of the bushes there were quite dense. Vanessa had to use her dagger to cut through the vegetation and when she finally emerged on the other side she saw that the ruins looked like an ancient temple or a worship place of some kind.