It was my first night after marriage i hope you like my hooneymoon sexy audio stories. A few years ago, I (Ryan) married my wife, Debra. The majority of individuals believe that I “married up,” and I incline to concur.

I would rate myself as a solid seven, while she is more of an eight. Nevertheless, our personalities are the primary factor contributing to the disparities between us.

Debra always ensures that any gathering is lively and enjoyable, drawing in all the wallflowers and even making the most reticent individuals authentically outgoing and engaged. She has never met a stranger.

She had blonde hair that reached almost to her delectable rear end and mesmerising blue eyes. She stood at a height of 6 feet, 1 inches and weighed approximately 120 pounds.

Although I am not exactly a hermit, I am the individual that females seek out when they want to dance. I possess a plethora of party tricks and games to enliven the atmosphere, but if I were to be left to my own devices, I would prefer to engage in a quiet conversation with those on the fringes.

I derive pleasure from establishing a tranquil oasis in the midst of the chaos. I am 6 feet 10 inches tall, weigh approximately 220 pounds, and have tawny hair and brown eyes.

Our personalities were also reflected in our sexual relationships. Despite the fact that neither of us were virgins, Debra was more experienced than I when we first met. However,

she is the one who is always attempting to persuade me to engage in sexual intercourse with her in a parking lot, a dressing room, or the bushes adjacent to a hiking trail. I prefer to maintain a consistent tempo that I can maintain for a few hours and avoid being rough with others.

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Unbeknownst to Debra, I devised some schemes that I was certain she would find perverse, and which were in stark contrast to any of the aspirations I had previously expressed to her.

We had already been living together, so we did not see the necessity of adhering to the tradition of the bride not seeing the groom before the ceremony.

I ensured that my bachelor party was held during the week leading up to the wedding, rather than the night before, and as a result, I arrived at the wedding day with a clear head and a well-rested state of mind.

When I entered Debra’s dressing area, she was the most beautiful I had ever seen her, despite the fact that she was more exhausted than I and a little hungover, as her hen party had concluded at approximately 2 a.m. I had the perverse desire to have her get married with my load leaking from her, but she greeted me with a kiss, thinking I would come to pass the time with meaningless chit chat until the ceremony began.

I was initially perplexed when I turned her around, but I could sense the mischievous exhilaration emanating from her as I began to lift the layers of her dress up and over her backside.

She was not given any prior notice, but it did not take long before she was sufficiently damp to receive me. Our lovemaking was urgent, which was entirely unlike me; however,

I remained relatively unperturbed. She reacted with enthusiasm when I pushed her, and she appeared to have no qualms about it.

When I snapped a quick photograph of her, she giggled. Her dress was bunched around her waist, and she was wearing stockings and garters. Her thong panties were pushed aside, revealing her leaking cum.

After I had helped her smooth her dress back into place and adjusted her back, she turned and kissed me passionately, her exhilaration still reverberating. I was aware that she would be insatiable that evening and would be eager for the remainder of the day. This was advantageous, as I concluded that she must be in agreement with my objectives.

The ceremony was uneventful, despite the fact that she gazed at me with intense, heated malice in her eyes as we exchanged vows. From my perspective, the reception was fairly standard.

The cuisine was satisfactory, the DJ was satisfactory, and the attendees were suitable for the environment. Debra was able to hurl her bouquet with precision to the daughter of a friend who had lived her entire life in a wheelchair. This action elicited a collective “Awwwwww!” of affection from all the women. I amused everyone by retrieving her garter to super-inappropriate stripper music. This was particularly evident when I arrived with one of my own hanging from my belt and danced in front of her as she laughed and attempted to grasp it.

We promptly changed at the hall after the reception concluded at approximately 10:00 p.m., and then embarked on a four-hour journey to Virginia Beach,

where I had arranged for the use of a condo owned by some acquaintances. Debra remained alert for the majority of the journey, engaging in flirtatious behaviour and offering numerous suggestions regarding the activities she intended to participate in and the attire she would wear during our honeymoon.

Upon our arrival, I naturally carried her across the threshold into the condominium and directly to the bedroom. It was unsurprising that she was quite drowsy, given the amount of preparation, the lateness and alcohol of the previous night, and the lateness and alcohol of our nuptials. She made a feeble attempt to initiate sexual activity; however, I was also fatigued, so we simply cuddled up and drifted off to slumber.

I was awoken early the following morning as a result of the unfamiliar environs. I was able to recollect my location in a matter of seconds, but I remained in my pyjamas for an extended period of time, savouring the company of Debra and the assurance that there was no pressing matter to discuss for the upcoming week.

Nevertheless, I experienced a sense of self-imposed urgency as a result of my own plans, and I carefully arose from bed in order to ensure that Debra remained profoundly asleep. Fortunately, she was sufficiently fatigued that she only made a slight movement. I exited the room, meticulously selecting a pair of shorts from my bag.

However, I refrained from donning them until I reached the hallway. The friends from whom we were leasing the condo were paul and Adam, whom I encountered as I padded down the hallway and into the kitchen. As I entered, they had retrieved breakfast for us and were in the process of unpacking it onto a tray.

paul gave me a tender kiss on the cheek and a tender gaze in her eyes as I hugged each of them in turn. I flirtatiously winked at her, allowing Adam to observe, and we all shared a gentle chuckle.

I retrieved the tray and returned it to the bedroom, closing the door behind me. The gentle “click” of the door roused Debra, but my presence on her side of the bed caused her to drift even more deeply into slumber. I was compelled to lean over and kiss her until she came to awareness, breaking the spell as she rolled sexily onto her back.

“Good morning, my wife,” I said with a playful tone.

She responded with a sigh and a sense of anticipation, “Good morning, my husband.”

The fruits were held aloft by me. “Breakfast?”

She giggled before opening her mouth. I leaned over to touch my lips to hers and placed one of the grapes between my teeth. I bit the grape, allowing the liquid to flow into her mouth and the remaining grape to fall in. She was ecstatic, and I was unable to suppress a chuckle of my own.

Debra was indifferent to the fact that she was exposing her breasts to me as she sat up in bed. I allowed my eyes to remain fixed on them as I gradually placed another grape in her mouth, savouring the scene. Her breasts are a firm, comfortable B cup, with small, maroon aureoles and small nipples that protrude triumphantly when stimulated.

I stood and crossed to the windows, opening the curtains wide, after she had taken the grape from my fingertips. A view was flanked by other condo complexes on two sides, with individuals commencing their days in the warm summer air on numerous terraces. I remained on the third side,

which was exposed to the ocean and shore, and I relished the sound of the waves lapping before departing.

Debra feigned indignation as she drew the sheet up to conceal her bare breasts behind me. “You are exposing your wife here,” she said with a fabricated grimace.

Before lowering the sheet once more, she reciprocated with a seductive smile.

Seductively, she said, “I might as well take up that stripper job,” as she placed both arms atop her head. I felt a slight erection as I returned to the bed and held up another grape, as it was a beloved bedroom fantasy of ours to discuss.

She retrieved it from me, holding it between her lips and holding her face up in anticipation. I leaned in and bit it in half, crushed it with my tongue, and slide it into her mouth with my lips held against hers.

She gradually began to wiggle down on the bed as she swallowed. “I can think of something else I’d rather have for breakfast,” she asserted. I murmured and leaned in to kiss her deeply, hungering for more.

As I proceeded, my hand encountered one of the straps that my companions had installed on the bed and promptly secured her wrist.

Debra gazed at it with curiosity as I retracted my head, and I located the other wrist strap and fastened it. Upon my completion, Debra was anticipating the lowering of the sheet, which gradually revealed more of the white, filmy thong she was still wearing. She was swaying her hips.

I lowered the sheet and then slid my hands up her smooth legs to grasp the waistband at her hips and drag it off her. The room was filled with the scent of her arousal as I discovered the leg restraints and bound her legs wide.

Gradually, I kissed my way up from her toes, up her legs, across her mound, up her abdomen, and through the valley of her bosom, before nibbling at her neck and until her ear.

“Your safe word is ‘hammock’,” I stated as sternly as my enthusiasm would allow. I recognized that I had been correct in my assessment of her reaction thus far when I heard her sharp intake of breath.

I was unable to resist, and I removed my shorts before straddling her chest, pressing my erection down to her mouth. She reached up and practically inhaled it, causing me to groan.

I only allowed myself a few moments of pleasure before I stood up and left the room. I returned to the kitchen and picked up the vibe paul and Adam had placed on the table for me. Both grinned expectantly at me, both eyeing my boner as it bounced ahead of me. The timer had been set.

Upon my return to the room, I concealed the vibrator against my wrist. Debra was writhing in the straps, not with the intention of escaping, but rather as a result of her arousal. While seated on the bed, I activated the vibrator and gently brushed it over her lips and down her throat.

“I thought this morning might be a good time for some exploration,” I said with as much confidence as I could. I moved the vibe down to her breast, circling it closer and closer to her nipple, which was as firm as I had ever seen it. Her breath was ragged and her back arched with desire as she strained just a bit at her bonds.

“Remember, your safe word is ‘hammock,'” I reminded her as I firmly pushed the vibrating toy against her nipple. At that moment, Adam and paul entered the room. Debra’s eyes darted to them upon detecting the movement, before returning to me with a furrow forming between her brows.

At 6 feet 2 inches, paul was attired in a black, nearly-sheer negligee. Her c-cup breasts jiggled freely beneath it, and her dark, medium-sized areolas and darker nipples tenting the bodice of the gown. paul’s dark eyes were accentuated with makeup, and her waist-length black hair floated behind her.

Adam was slightly taller, standing at approximately 6 feet 2 inches. She was attired in identical black bedroom attire, with her a cups barely moving and her lighter buds barely discernible. Her hair was a rich auburn colour that barely touched her shoulders, and her eyes were a sea green. The two of them clasped each other’s arms and sat on the bed, with Adam’s shoulder pressing against my side as she did so.

Before paul placed a gentle kiss on Debra’s lips, I could see the consternation in her eyes. I stood as Adam rotated in for a kiss of her own. This was the dangerous part, and I hoped that I had read the situation correctly. We had only rarely discussed the inclusion of other people into the relationship in our bedroom talk.

I had transmitted the vibe to paul as she retreated from her kiss, and she proceeded to descend to Debra’s waist. paul skillfully maneuvered the toy up Debra’s thigh and across her mound, placing it in Debra’s glistening cleft and guiding it with her tongue. Adam also moved back and into me, where I was situated next to the bed.

Despite the fact that paul’s teasing of her sex had caused her eyes to huddle, I could still discern a faint hint of protest in Debra’s eyes. The protest reached its zoyeth when Adam retreated to lean against me, her arms encircling my neck, and my hands began to slide beneath the hem of Adam’s nighty and up her sides. Nevertheless, Debra did not utter a word.

I gradually advanced my hands up Adam’s lingerie, revealing her satin g-string and toned abdomen to Debra’s gaze. I then slid it over Adam’s head.

My hands began to knead Adam’s small breasts, and I observed Debra preparing to protest aloud. However, paul did something that caused the vocalisation to transform into a groan of pleasure and her eyes to flutter shut. I teased Adam’s nipples, causing her to writhe against me, her nearly bare ass grinding sexily against my erection.

When Debra’s eyes next opened, I was still toying with a tit and using the other hand to rub inside Adam’s pants. I gradually slid the pants to the side, revealing Adam’s still-functioning genitalia. Debra’s eyes widened as my hand stroked it, and an orgasm erupted in her body.

I seized the opportunity to remove Adam’s panties and sit next to Debra on the bed, while still gently tugging on him. When Debra’s eyes began to open slightly, I leaned over and kissed her gently. As I did so, I murmured “Exploration” against her lips. I maintained eye contact and then straightened back up, opening my mouth to suck my first cock.

Adam was approximately seven inches tall and moderately thick. She emitted a musky scent that I associated with my own arousal, and she was entirely hairless. I was able to suck approximately half of her into my mouth before I withdrew, allowing a small stream of surprisingly sweet pre-cum to escape from her tip and spread along my tongue.

Debra’s expression transitioned from protest to smouldering intensity as she observed. I coordinated the movement of my mouth and hand to pull Adam into my mouth as I repositioned my head onto her. I repeated this process multiple times until my mouth was replete with her flavour.

I leaned over to kiss Debra after releasing Adam, and her tongue eagerly dove into my mouth, seeking out every last bit of Adam’s nectar. As paul straightened from the bed, I felt the bed move and Debra’s body move, and I sensed her slipping out of her nighty. The bed moved again, and I knew that Adam was moving between Debra’s legs.

Debra’s eyes gradually half-opened, her mouth hanging open slightly, and her hips seeking as Adam no doubt taunted her, and I slowly retreated from the kiss.

I said softly but humorously, “I was unable to determine whether you would have preferred men or women for our initial encounter, so I opted for a combination.” Debra’s eyes widened and her jaw slackened, and the furrow between her brows reappeared. However, unlike before, I was aware that this was Debra’s face when she was first penetrated.

Suddenly, paul’s hip was pressing against my cheek. Her cock was only semi-functional and had shrunk in size from when we were in high school. At that time, paul was comparable to my size, at least when flaccid. I had never seen an erection on paul. Now, even when semi-erect, it was only half as large as mine.

I smiled into Debra’s eyes as I turned my head toward paul. I observed the arousal as her first fucking as a wife was from an individual other than her husband, and her husband sucked the genitalia of another individual. paul, like Adam, was completely hairless. However, I was able to easily take all of paul into my mouth.

She grew slightly in my mouth, but not significantly. I was able to comfortably swirl my tongue around her as I held her in my mouth, and was rewarded with a small gush of her pre-cum. I stepped away from her to lean down and share the taste with Debra, whose body was beginning to sway in response to Adam’s thrusts.

One of my hands kept stroking Paul to keep her hard, even as I felt a cool trickle of lube running down my back and between my cheeks. Paul’s hand soon followed, her finger slipping into my ass while I kissed Debra. A tap on my back let me know that she was ready, and I laid on my back, reaching my hand to intertwine my fingers with Debra’s even as I bent my hips.

Paul positioned herself, and I directed Debra’s gaze to observe as I was anally penetrated for the first time. Despite my anal virginity, she was able to achieve a serviceable erection that was only slightly larger than two of her fingertips. She was able to easily enter me.

The sensation of having someone penetrate my ass was surprisingly enjoyable, as both Debra and I watched with intrigue as my cock bobbled as Paul settled into a rhythm. I felt an internal rubbing that had my cock throbbing somewhere just inside me.

Debra groaned beside me. I glanced over to observe her eyes fluttering and Adam’s hand gripping one of Debra’s nipples. I reached over and forcefully grabbed the other one, causing her to give a brief cry of pleasure.

I informed Debra that Adam was about to flood her pussy with cum. I also mentioned that Paul was about to cum in my ass. Debra returned, her body trembling and her breath groaning. I maintained my grip on her nipple, while my other hand reached down to rub her and feel where Adam was rutting in my wife.

I continued, “The initial cum load of your married life in your closet is not mine, nor is your second.” Debra’s cliAdam intensified. Additionally, the initial two loads in her mouth will not be mine.

However, our initial orgasms will be experienced by others. My breath was laboured due to the exhilaration. I was aware of lube being applied to my genital area, and a gentle hand then spread it around as it stroked me.

I groaned to Debra, “I’m going to cum in Adam’s ass, and Adam in mine before I fuck you and cum in you.” I felt a warmth enter my bowels as paul pressed up against me and held herself inside me. I was on the brink of receiving my first load in my ass, but the hand stopped.

paul quickly withdrew from me and began to straddle me. Debra’s eyes widened as she noticed the bed moving and looked down at my body to see Paul sinking onto me. Clearly accustomed to this behaviour, Paul did not hesitate to take my entire shaft in her ass and continued until she was sitting on me, her soft cock resting against my abdomen.

Adam groaned and tensed, thrusting hard into Debra as she climbed inside my wife. Debra had begun to relax from her own orgasm, but she returned with Adam,

who leaned down and kissed my wife, still making small movements with her hips. After several long, tongue-filled moments, Adam sat up and released Debra’s wrists and ankles before disappearing. Debra’s far hand disappeared between her thighs as she explored her pussy, while her near hand reached out to use her fingertips on paul’s cock as paul began to ride me.

Debra taunted me, “I was unaware that you were a tranny-lover.” paul’s wince at the unintended slur from my wife was palpable. Debra evidently noticed, as her eyes widened to meet paul’s.

“I apologise,” Debra apologised with a hint of nervousness. “I did not intend to…”

paul halted her by placing a finger against Debra’s lips. “It’s alright,” he said in a melodious alto. You derive pleasure from your honeymoon.