He’d forbidden me to wear panties under my wedding dress — something that had kept me blushing and half on-edge the whole ceremony. But in the back of that limo, it certainly came in handy. My white dress around my waist, Magnus made me cum twice against his mouth before I’d forcibly pushed him away. Half tearing his pants off, I’d inhaled as much of my husband’s gorgeous, big dick as I could while his fingers drove me to another earth-shattering orgasm.
And then we were at the summer palace, the door to our honeymoon suite slamming behind us and my king striding across the room to our wedding bed with me in his arms.
He set me down next to the bed, pulling me close and kissing me fiercely before stepping away. We eyed each other, panting with the tingling tension of the room.
“I want you completely naked,” he growled lowly. “I thought about taking you in your white dress, but I want nothing between us,” he whispered.
I whimpered as he kissed me again, before we both broke away. Clothes stripped and fell to the ground, my wedding dress pooled at my feet quickly joined by his royal suiting.
We looked at each other another half second before he was on me, pushing me back onto the bed with a cry from my lips as he moved over me. His lips found my neck, claiming the skin there as I writhed against him. My nipples dragged over his hard, muscled chest, and I could feel his throbbing cock hot against my pussy.
This was it. Somehow, I was finally going to feel every inch of the infamous Magnum deep inside of me. I moaned at the thought, rocking my hip against his, rubbing my slit up and down his shaft.
“Greedy little girl,” he growled into my neck, biting the skin and making me gasp. He moved lower, his mouth trailing kisses down my breasts. A nipple slipped between his lips, his hands skimming down my belly as his tongue swirled over the little nub. His fingers slipped easily through my wet folds, one pushing inside and stroking in and out as he kissed his way lower down my tummy.
My legs spread as he moved lower, his hand pushing my thighs wide as his kisses zeroed in on me.
“I want you so badly,” I whispered. “No more teasing, please!”
He chuckled into my skin, the vibrations sending shivers through my body.
“I’m just getting you ready, my queen. I need you dripping wet before I give you all of my cock.”
He dipped lower, and I cried out as his tongue slowly dragged over my lips. He pushed in deep, hands pushing my legs wide as he devoured my little pussy. His lips fastened around my clit, tongue swirling over it again and again before delving down to stroke against my opening. He moved lower, his wicked tongue pushing and teasing against my tight little ass, making me squeal in pleasure.
“This is mine too,” he growled, his words making me shiver. “Not yet, but soon,” he murmured, pressing a wet thumb against my ass. “Soon, I’ll take this as well.”
I moaned, my mind sinking into the filthy, wicked thought of Magnus claiming my ass with his huge cock.
“But first, your innocence,” he purred, moving back up to lick my pussy. He licked me relentlessly, his lips and tongue and fingers pushing me higher and higher, getting me wetter and wetter until I was sure I was leaving a puddle on the bed.
He dragged his tongue over me once more, before he pulled back, his eyes dragging over my body to meet mine.
“And now, beautiful,” he murmured, moving up to kiss me fiercely. I could taste my sweetness on his lips and tongue, and I hungrily kissed him back as I arched my hips to meet his.
“And now, I’ll make you mine,” he growled onto my lips.
I gasped as he spun us, rolling onto his back with me perched on his lap, legs spread on either side of his hips. His thick cock throbbed between us, standing rock hard and trembling against my stomach, reaching past my belly button. I panted as I looked down, wetting my lips as I reached down to wrap a hand around him.
“I want you on top, so you can control how we do this,” he groaned as I stroked him. “I don’t trust myself not to just bury every inch inside of you if I’m on top.”
I whimpered. “I want you to give me all of it.”
“And I will,” he hissed through clenched teeth. “But slow at first. I won’t hurt you on our wedding night.”
His hands found my hips, raising me up. I shivered as I felt his head slip against my opening, pressing right against me there. Slowly, panting, I began to lower myself, letting his thick, velvety head slip through my lips and start to ease inside. I gasped, feeling his head stretch me more than I’d ever felt, shivering in delicious pleasure as I felt him start to slip further inside.
“Oh my God,” I gasped. Magnus growled, his hands tightening on my hips and his cock throbbing harder than ever as I slowly lowered myself. I sank further down, my eyes rolling back in my head as I just kept taking more, and more, and even more of his glorious, enormous cock. My mouth opened in a silent scream as he grabbed my hips, gritted his teeth, and pulled me down the last few inches, until all of him was buried to the hilt inside of me.
Holy. Shit.
I gasped for air, my whole world spinning at the intensity of the pleasure rolling through my body. My pussy clenched at his thick girth, my whole body tingling and shivering at the sensation of being so filled like that!
“Mine,” he growled, leaning up, slipping a hand into my hair, and pulling me down to his mouth. He kissed me fiercely, his cock throbbing inside of me.
“Yours,” I gasped, shivering in pleasure as I slowly rocked my hips on him, feeling him pulsing so hard inside.
“And now, my queen,” he purred. “Now I want you to bounce that sweet little pussy up and down every inch of my big cock until your honey drips from my balls.” His lips moved to my ear, making me gasp as his teeth grazed my skin.
“I want you to fuck this cock until you scream,” he growled, making me moan. “I want to feel my queen’s pussy cum all over my cock, and then I’m really going to fuck you.”
With a small cry, I rose up on his shaft, whimpering as I felt my lips gripping at his thickness, and I kept going, gasping, until I could feel just the head inside. I panted, taking a small breath, before I slowly sank all the way back down, feeling every damn royal inch of him fill me.
His hands grabbed my ass tightly, fingers digging into my skin as I started to slide up and down, slowly bouncing on his cock and letting the pleasure roll through me. Magnus eased back against the headboard, hands still on my ass as I started to ride him. I moaned loudly, my hands on his chest, fingers clawing at his skin as I raised my ass up and down, letting his cock sheath inside of me again and again.
We started to move faster, my tight pussy gripping his slippery, throbbing shaft tighter and tighter. My moans filled the room, mingling with his masculine groans and the wet sounds of our bodies coming together.