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Dutch Treat Our Erotic TG Honeymoon By: Jennifer Marie I knew I shouldn't have fallen head over high heels for my sweet Dutch webmaster, Kevin Holland. Male webmasters are, I had been told, notorious womanizers, heartbreakers, and the forbidden fruit of Internet romance. And Kevin isn't just any webmaster; he edits the award-winning KTM Girls, the premier showcase of international transgendered beauties on the World Wide Web. He is more than an admirer, he is a patron of the art of feminine illusion, an aficionado, and a true connoisseur. But what was a poor, love-starved little t-girl like me to do. Kevin is, after all, the embodiment of my all-time fairytale fantasy lover. A towering 6'5" hard-body who is intensely powerful, yet extremely gentle and romantic, he is my ultimate dream mate. Since I am only 5'5" and 138 lbs., his massive frame makes me feel girlishly petite and oh so delightfully delicate, fluffy and feminine. The icing on this angel food cake is the fact that he is European, a dashing, charming Dutch Master - a knight in shining armor with a sexy Dutch accent. A line that makes me think of Rod Stewart singing "You're in my heart, you're in my soul." He is all that and more, and tonight, and for the next three days of our "honeymoon," I know that he will be in me every which way but loose. ----- It all started innocently enough. I decided to share my fantasies with my girls and their fans by posting them on my popular, international KTM web site. This was about the same time Jennifer sent me her photos as her entry in the "KTM Girls, Model of the Month" beauty pageant. She didn't know this about me then, but I have a passion for the so-called "older woman." Only this "Mrs. Robinson" had the charm, grace and class of a debutante; the innocence and pent-up sexuality of a teenager, and the face and body of a cute little cherub. _____ Kevin's evocative printed words struck a chord deep within me that I'll never forget. He wrote this tantalizing tidbit on his web page: "My fantasy is having a girl who dresses herself in a most sexy bridal outfit. We check into a hotel, making the staff believe we're just married and do not want to be disturbed for the whole weekend, other than room-service :-). We indeed would not leave the room for 2-3 days and follow a schedule of making love, sleeping, eating, showering and making love again, and not necessarily in this particular order..." In fact, I had the identical fantasy. Only mine always included being swept off my feet and carried over the threshold like a living bridal doll, by a giant, sexy, ultra masculine, European hunk like Kevin. ----- Jennifer was so shy and timid when she sent me that first e-mail. I guess she thought it was "verboten" to write directly, and so personally, to the webmaster. I wrote her back and told her sweetly, and with wolfish intentions, that it was "required" of my favorite t-girls. I adored her sweet and reticent approach, and I was flattered that she was turned on by one of my favorite, all-time fantasies. ----- The e-mails continued to build in their length and intensity. My continental lover was playing the role of a determined suitor, and had already captured my heart. We talked for hours, scorching the trans-Atlantic cables with our hot, steamy, affectionate and romantic phone sex. Unlike most American men, who were mere boys by comparison, Kevin was openly romantic, sensual and erotic. The phone lines, the computer screen and the printed pages literally burned with his raw power and passion. I had long since figured out that my mind was not the least bit "male" when it came to erotic turn-ons. Men thrive on visual stimulation. Girls like me, on the other hand, respond more to vocal and verbal stimuli. Kevin was my walking, writing, talking hero from a classic romance novel. I loved the sweet nothings he constantly whispered in my ear; usually followed by his long, wet tongue. ----- I found out that Jenn lived near Naples, Florida, one of my favorite haunts in the warm tropical air of the US Riviera. We planned our rendezvous with the care and precision any bride and groom would stage their honeymoon. Our love nest would be the Ritz-Carlton, Naples, a five star luxury hotel directly on the sugar white sands of the azure Gulf of Mexico. I rented a white Lincoln stretch limo to pick my lovely Jenn up at the quaint, little, rented seaside cottage where she transformed herself into my blushing bride. ----- At Kevin's specific request I wore a clinging white satin dress, slit right up to the thigh, and so tight you could see the outline of a tiny pair of panties leaving an impression of their lace seams on my soft thighs and rounded cheeks. I wore a pair of 5" white satin heels and white lace top stockings. My long, curly blonde hair was covered with a white lace veil. I wore a wide choker of white pearls and diamonds, with a matching chunky bracelet over my elbow length white satin gloves. My heart jumped to my throat when I saw the elegant stretch limo pull up to my door. Its dark tinted windows hid my lover from my anxious view. Tantalizingly, Kevin sent, Armando, our very proper and distinguished looking Latin chauffeur, to collect me at my door. The smooth Armando escorted me to the limo, and delivered me to my groom personally. In a sense, Armando gave away the bride, albeit with a little reluctance **giggle**. ----- I loved it when Armando ogled my bride. Jennifer loved it too, as she wiggled her sexy little ass into the back seat next to me, while our overly attentive chauffeur lowered my lover to my waiting arms. For the ten-minute ride to the Ritz Carlton, we kissed and made out passionately, as our horny limo driver glanced jealously in his rear view mirror to the point of distraction. Jennifer made sure that Armando got a good look at the lacey tops of her sexy stockings, an "up-skirt" sight that made Armando swerve dangerously in heavy, tourist season traffic. In what seemed like hours, and yet seconds, we arrived at the grand concourse and port cochere of the Ritz Carlton. ----- I felt like a regal and feminine princess as the valet offered his hand to gently lift me from my seat. I knew that I was the object of the attention of the aristocrats who surrounded me, but I only had eyes for my "husband," Kevin. He looked so incredibly handsome in his black on black Bill Blass tuxedo. I felt like I was floating on air when he offered his strong arm, and gently led me to the lobby. This was Kevin's fantasy. This is what he wanted - to parade me in front of everyone as his bride - the valet, the bellman, other guests, the desk clerks, and anyone else who would see his blushing bride, whom they all knew was about to be deflowered on her wedding night. Kevin loved it when I gave the admirers in the elegant lobby a public show of my passionate affection for my new husband, as we checked in at the reservation desk of the most exclusive hotel in all of Florida. We kissed and nearly fondled each other in the crowded elevator, much to the consternation of some of the matronly women, and to the jealous stares of their middle-aged husbands. ----- I was intoxicated by Jenn's lovely perfume and the sight of her tiny little body encased in her tight fitting and very revealing bridal gown. I led her down the hall; her gloved little hand in mine; her other hand clutching her elaborate bridal bouquet. The bellman followed us with the luggage cart. He could not take his eyes off Jennifer's lovely ass, as she swayed provocatively down the hall, a mixture of innocent angel and bitch in heat. ----- This was the moment I had been waiting for - my fairytale moment in time. Gallantly Kevin dropped to one knee, swept his arms behind my legs and shoulders, and hoisted me in the air with the power and ease of an experienced Don Juan. My hands encircled his neck, as the blushing bellman opened the door, so Kevin could carry his bride over the threshold. ----- After we settled into our exquisite bridal suite, we kissed passionately and ran our hands over each other's bodies. Jenn stripped me of my formal attire in the most provocative manner, slowly unbuttoning each button, stud and cufflink with painstaking slowness and grace. With the sexiest little bend of her knees, she slid my trousers down my legs barely an inch at a time, pausing only to pull them over my ranging hardon. And, for the grand finale, she pulled my black silk briefs to the floor using only her teeth. I was in a state of sheer lust and wonderful agony. As she shimmied to her feet, she taunted me by not saying a word, or touching my body. Then, leaving me naked and panting, sitting there on the edge of the bed in a total lather, she dramatically peeled off her gloves, and slowly and seductively unzipped her diaphanous wedding gown. It dropped ever so slowly to the floor in a silken white puddle. Standing there before me was a slim little girl with long legs that terminated at the cutest little ass! She was wearing a pale pink under-wired lace bra, a tiny white g-string, white lace stockings and black garter belt, an excitingly short, see-through baby doll nightie - somewhat slutty, yet remarkably innocent and little girlish at the same time! ----- As I walked slowly and seductively towards Kevin, cupping my breasts in my hands, I couldn't help but notice that his massive 7" cock was getting harder and harder, actually bouncing as it grew, and pulsating to his now rapid heartbeat! Instinctively, I dropped to one knee, holding my gaze on his beautiful eyes, as I began to use my hands to further arouse him - and me, making us both hot and hard as I stroked him to the highest level of pleasure! ----- With that sexy little pout of hers that drives me wild; deliberately teasing me once again, Jenn bent down with exaggerated grace, and began to rub my hard cock all over her bra and neck, using her tongue to lick my precum. She rubbed my damp penis over her face and lips. Then, swiftly she moved up, to the sound of my gasps, so that her lips could literally attack mine. With her painted pink lips shaped in a provocative and sexy cupid's bow, she kissed me passionately, driving her hot, wet tongue deep into my open mouth. Urging me gently to lie on my back, she spread her legs and began to hitch herself up and over me. First, astride my hips, where she could feel the heat of my hardon, thrusting up at the flimsy barrier of lace between me and her delectable pussy. ----- Feeling him so hot and rock hard, and so close to me, I shimmied provocatively down on Kevin, enjoying the sight and sound of him urgently begging for me. Then, in my turn, I gasped, as I sensed the wetness of his cock slip inside my panties from the back! ----- With a wicked little smile, Jennifer took my wrists and slid my hands up and over her smooth body, while I deftly removed her bra, and cupped her little white breasts in my hands. Teasing me once again, she moved forward over my body. Then she dropped her right hand behind her to ring and caress my thumping cock! Wriggling forward again, she straddled my chest with her knees tucked under my armpits. Then, leaning forward to support herself on the head of the bed, she held the tiny lace crotch of her panties just inches from my quivering lips!!! ----- I felt tiny trickles of electricity from Kevin's big and gentle hands, as they ran up and down, and all over my body. I shivered from the chill and excitement, as Kevin tore down the last remaining lace barrier. He gently licked my cheeks and then my pussy, first gently licking and lapping, and then penetrating me with his talented tongue. He urged me to sit on his face and ride and wriggle on his nose while he tongue fucked me to a screaming pitch. Then, in what seemed like an eternity, he traced his nose up between my balls, kissing and licking them as he moved upward. Suddenly, without warning, Kevin drew my hard and urgent clit into his open mouth as if he were breathing it in. Gently and slowly I rolled my hips to and fro, beginning to dance a long, slow and erotic face fuck on my handsome, moaning and groaning husband. Gasping in sheer ecstasy, I felt Kevin's breath on me. His hands were running over my smooth body; enjoying the contrast of my excited hardness and my feminine softness framed in sexy, lacey lingerie. ----- My bride began to buck harder and faster, as she felt my hand ring her clittie, bringing her on. She squealed in delicious pain as she felt two of my fingers thrust deep into her!!! My fingers drove deeper and deeper, pulling her harder and further into my mouth. Her hips rolled and bucked faster - shorter - faster, until she was close, so close! Then I enthusiastically began to deep-throat her hard little 5" clit, both for the pleasure and the ease with which I took all of her, and for more of the aroma of her perfumed blonde pubic hairs. I also wanted, at all costs, to avoid wasting any of my bride's sweet love juices. Our simultaneous orgasm was glorious, and it overwhelmed both of us in a massive rush of intense white heat. ----- I felt so completely spent, and so blissfully happy. My husband was such a giver, and such a passionate lover. I loved the feeling of Kevin's massive body next to mine. It made me feel so delicate and feminine. His weight on our bed actually created a valley into which I rolled easily, pressing me even closer to my gentle giant, as he protectively and possessively wrapped his arms and legs around me. I breathed a contented, little, feminine sigh, closed my eyes, and wiggled my ass to get even closer to Kevin's big wet cock. I slept blissfully, spooning like a little girl teddy bear in my lover's strong embrace. An hour later, with the fiery, golden rays of a beautiful Gulf sunset streaming through our window, we hugged and kissed each other softly. We were awakened from our little catnap, and once again fully aroused. After we donned our matching fluffy, "his and hers" hotel bathrobes, we went back to the living room to have a drink and cool off. We were both totally exhausted, but intensely happy and totally satisfied with what happened just a short while ago. After we finished our drinks, and hugged and kissed for what seemed like hours, I took the lead by whispering, "Kevin, Take Me!" Then, with a sexy "come hither" smile, I shimmied to my feet and took a few mincing steps in my 5"mules. I coyly glanced over my shoulder, fluttered my long eyelashes, and saw that Kevin's eyes were fixed on my cute little ass. Reacting, and over acting, I swayed it seductively. "Give me five minutes to get myself ready for you my handsome husband," I purred, as I disappeared into the bedroom. ----- Although we made love just an hour ago, I immediately became aroused by that beautiful sight of my sexy and irresistible bride. "God, she's lovely," I thought to myself. I waited for a five-minute eternity, then quickly got up from the couch, straightened my hair and strode with purpose to the bedroom. When I walked through the door I was pleased to see that she was already lying on the bed, ready and waiting for me. ----- I had changed into a sexy miniskirt and black see-through panties (the kind Kevin insists I wear all the time). I pulled one sexy leg up so my husband could see that heavenly sensual triangle way up between my thighs. ----- I strode to our bedside and laid down next to my sweet Jenn. Slowly I began to caress her thighs, as I leaned over to kiss her deeply and passionately. With my hand massaging her inner thighs, she slowly spread her legs to give me easy access to her again wetted panties! "Jeez, what does it take to calm this girl down?," I silently mused. ----- For the longest time we deep-Frenched each other. Occasionally Kevin stopped in mid kiss, telling me how beautiful I was, and how horny I again made him feel. With that I reached around and touched Kevin's ripped abs, then reached down to his groin until I touched his glorious cock. To my complete delight it again grew rock hard instantly at my first teasing touch. ----- I began to kiss Jenn's neck, shoulders, ears and eyelids. She closed her eyes and savored my kisses, while my cock grew in her tiny soft hand. My breath quickened, as hers' did too. ----- I lowered my eyes and kissed his massive hand. "Love me, Kevin. Love me good." ----- I reached for Jenn's hot, wet panties, swiftly removed them, and gently placed her legs over my shoulders with great care and reverence, one at a time. But before I was about to enter my brides' innermost chambers, I simply had to stop for a moment to admire her painted and pedicured, fire red toes. Mmmmmm just the way liked them! I again caressed her legs from her ankles to her inner thighs, while I kissed her sexy, stocking clad toes. Then, on sheer impulse, I began to suck her toes passionately, almost like giving them head! With only the thumb and middle finger of each hand, I gently encircled her ankles, delighted by how tiny and delicate they were. I opened my light grip slowly and slightly, as my fingers traveled down and over her beautifully curved legs. I brushed my ears along her lovely inner thighs as I lowered my head to lick, taste and lubricate Jenn's hot pussy. I retraced my moves back up to her raised and tiny little feet, and moved into position to take her, missionary style. ----- "Make love to me, Kevin. Do it to me! Take me!" I begged and pleaded with kittenish little mews and purrs. There was no way I could stop my anxiety anymore! His endless leg, foot and pussy worship had me worked up to the point where my whole body shivered. I wanted him to be to be gentle, but I also wanted him to be deliberate and decisive. To ram me hard and deep, and take me like I've never been taken before. ----- Jenn kept her eyes closed, rocking her head back and forth slowly, moaning my name. I placed my cheek beside her ear. My hard breathing affected her, and her moans became more audible. She gasped as I entered her again that evening, and she actually squealed with breathless delight when she felt my cock grow even harder and larger inside her! ----- Like a hot little hussy, I arched my hips forward to meet Kevin's advance. My warm pussy was already lubricated from our earlier, delicious fuck, and without any resistance, Kevin plunged deep inside me with a single massive thrust. ----- "What do you feel, Honey?", I asked my blushing bride, as I slowed to let her fully and comfortably accept my huge, swollen dick. ----- "I feel all of you, my darling husband," I answered. "I feel you moving inside me. Your full and hairy balls slapping me in the ass in time to your strokes. The rim of your big cock creating friction inside me; igniting a raging firestorm in my entire body" ----- Jenn's face expressed great delight and even mild surprise at the fullness of my manhood deep inside her. "You feel tight, so tight, and warm ... so incredibly warm, my beautiful fairy princess", I sighed passionately. Then, I reached down and gently grasped her erect little clit, and began to masturbate her to the rhythm of my thrusts. ----- Even though I was lost in the heat of our passion, I decided to wait for my Kevin... I was handling him, fondling him, running my hands over his hard body, his hairy legs; playing my European lover like a Stradivarius. I loved the feeling of control that a woman feels when her lover is so lost in love and lust. ----- I paused to squeeze and caress my erect and pulsating penis at each pass, and I was tingling with the most blissful sensations, shivering with pleasure: "You are so gorgeous, so beautiful, smooth and silky. Such a hot little body. Such a pretty face." Jenn hugged me to her tightly as my penis moved inside her silky-soft, almost pink, and now wide-open hole. Her firm little tits crushed against my body. Her slim belly was wet with our combined musky sweat. She clamped down on me so hard it almost hurt. But her talented muscle holds increased the friction and tension all up and down my shaft, especially the tip of my dick when I pulled back as far as possible, only to plunge back in like a piston in a mighty steam engine. ----- I frantically butterfly kissed my Kevin everywhere - on his forehead, his cheeks, his lips, his neck, his chest, so delicately, they were just whispers... There was a rising heat in my loins, a rising heat which was so intense, sensational, thrilling!! I was being validated as a woman in the most wonderful way, being fucked hard by my husband. ----- "I'm going to cum Jenn," I gasped in a low growl that seemed to excite her even more. ----- "Oh YES, Kevin darling, yes. Cum!!! I love you! I want you!", I almost screamed in the heat of the moment! I felt the heat of his body, and it raised me to new heights. My legs felt like jelly, and suddenly my entire body became liquid fire. ----- With the hot flash of fireworks on a summer night, I ejaculated into the folds of the intimate garment of my delicious Jennifer!! ----- At the exact same moment I also exploded in a sensational orgasm while he masturbated my little clitty!!! Our love-juices merged into each other, in the ultimate, intimate orgasm!!" Oooohhhh, Kevin, how wonderful," I breathed, looking down at the creamy, fluid that pooled and mixed together on our pink satin bed sheets. I dipped my fingers into the blend and carried it to my husband's lips. I kissed him hard so we could share the taste. ----- "I knew it," I said with excitement, as I licked the nectar on my lips. "I knew you could make me cum again that soon! You're an exquisite fuck. Such a perfect girl, I love you, Jenn", I moaned passionately. My hard cock had no intention of leaving its warm and secure confines. I moved back and forth much longer than could be expected for a man who had already made love twice in the last half-hour... Finally, after several minutes, I was totally drained and soft. I eased out of her pussy with a soft "pop," and my spent, wet cock jumped back into view. ----- Suddenly Kevin noticed that my clitty wasn't quite soft yet, so he lowered himself between my legs to suck on my wet, little cock. Once again I spread my legs wide open for Kevin to complete his tender after-play. ----- Jenn's clitty-juices tasted salty/sweet and delicious, and she managed to give me two additional small floods of her yummy cream! Totally exhausted, heaving our chests and gasping like marathon runners, we laid on our backs, holding each other's hands; deeply in love. "Let's take a shower and go to sleep, Jenn, my baby doll, we have a busy day tomorrow", I said, as I rolled over to kiss her again. ----- "Oh, why is that, Kevin, my prince?", I asked sweetly, while batting my eyes, like a little girl at Christmas. Somehow, I knew what was coming. "Well, first my little darling, it's off to the mall where I'll buy you a new gown with the highest slit they have, and with matching lingerie from Victoria's Secret, of course. After that I'll treat you to a romantic dinner at the finest restaurant in Naples" "Mmmm, I love the thought of that, Kevin, Honey. And after we have dined...?". "That's up to you, but if I had it my way, we'd go out dancing until we were too horny to hold out any longer." "Sounds good to me too, Sweetie. But after the dancing...? **giggle**" ----- I finally caught on to her naughtiness ."Hmmmm... well, how about going back to the Ritz, where I can finally run my hands up the slit in your new gown to see where it ends?" "Now you're talking, Kevin, my stallion. That's my sweet and horny man. Let's take that long hot shower. We do have a Big day tomorrow. **Giggle** After a long, passionate night with her, I was awaked by the sounds of surf and the cries of seagulls outside the open glass doors of our top floor balcony. I could also smell the aroma of American coffee and a home cooked American breakfast. Jenn was up already, preparing our meal in the studio kitchen. I had wanted to order room service, but she insisted on performing her wifely duties on the first morning of our honeymoon. Just as I had hoped, she was dressed in her shameless short, white, see-through nightie. I loved the way her delicious, tiny, tight, pink panties showed through. Her unruly, long, curly blonde mane was proof of our night of wild passion. But instead of having breakfast immediately, I playfully lifted her off the floor and carried her off to bed, where I gently placed her, despite her cute, little, mock protests. I loved it when she seductively lifted up her leg, giving me a sensational view of the breath-taking paradise beneath her nightie. She knew my passion for, teasing up-skirt shots. ----- As Kevin bent over to me and started to deep-French me, his hand began caressing my growing excitement, still covered by my sexy, pink bikini-briefs. At the same time his other hand slid up my inner thighs, gently, slowly and tenderly caressing my silky smooth legs with his fingertips. ----- I reached her warm, inviting, and already wet panties, immediately experiencing that sensational feeling of my wife's sweet precum-nectar. I knew it wouldn't be long until she almost begged me to feed her my swollen and urgently hard dick. In a flash I decided to enjoy the best of both. I wanted us 69'ed, and positioned myself on top of her. She rescued my throbbing 7" cock from it's sexy, tight confines and started massaging it with both her delicate and exciting hands, raking her long red nails over my aching balls. I bent over between her widely spread legs and saw paradise - a seductive, naughty and invitingly spread-eagle girl, with deliciously wet, pink panties, just inches away from my hungry, and equally wet, mouth. I saw the delightful contours of her wonderful, hard and wet clitty, and I began to loose control. She's much too sexy and exciting for me to play the cool, controlled husband. I said to myself. I started to lick and suck her soaked-wet panties, and I smelled that familiar, delicious, feminine, girlie-odor of my sensational, older wife! My big hands gently moved her panties to the side to disclose my bride's lovely, sweet-smelling clitty. ----- At the same time Kevin was taking me to the brink, I started eagerly swallowing his enormous cock, and that's when we both began to lose control! ----- I revealed her glans and finger-tipped the head of Jenn's clitty. Then I sucked my own finger to have a good taste of my bride's pre-cum, knowing immediately that there's no wine in this world that tastes better! When I finally closed my warm, wet lips around her clit, I also realized that there was NOTHING in this world that tastes better than wine from its container! ----- As usual, our orgasms happened at the exact same moment, and I made sure I didn't spill a single drop of my husband's salty/sweet cum. I swallowed and swallowed spurt after wonderful spurt. His after-play with me was delicious, as he kissed, fondled, licked and sucked me all over my tingling body. Kevin's passion lasted longer than I could bear. After many minutes of this sweet torture, I forced him to return us to the real world, and finally enjoy the breakfast that I had so lovingly prepared for him. ----- After our leisurely breakfast, we showered together, and yes, Jenn still had not had her fill of my massive cock. Playfully she massaged it with soap, even teasingly sliding the bar over my balls and between my ass cheeks. Amazingly, for all that we had done in the last 24 hours, my cock bobbed to erect attention once again. ----- With the sensual grace of an exotic belly dancer, I wiggled my soapy, slippery body all over him. Then I impulsively leaped up to grab the back of his neck, while I lifted my entire body at the same time, so that my legs could wrap themselves firmly around his waist. ----- The pounding of the hot water and our hot wet kisses were driving me wild with arousal. Jenn's slippery, lithe, little body was clinging to me, her bubble butt was wiggling furiously, trying to impale itself on my equally slippery, wet, hard cock. I arched my back to enter her with incredible ease and unbelievable pleasure. ----- The sensations in my pussy were so intense that I wasn't satisfied with just his penetration. I wanted my Kevin to fuck me, and fuck me hard! Fortunately the shower was closet-sized, so I begged him to take me on the hard marble floor. He mounted me doggie fashion, with the water beating on his back, while he beat on mine. The slurping sounds, and the feeling of his swinging wet balls slapping my ass as he fucked me savagely, were taking me over the edge. ----- I could sense Jenn's urgent need for release, and I wanted us to cum together, so I reached around and grabbed her slippery little clit and began massaging it with my slick, soapy hands. This caused her to rise up higher, almost slamming her ass into my pubic bone on each one of my forceful down strokes. Then, with a powerful shudder, we both grunted six times in unison, as her cum trickled over my hand, mixed with the soap and water, and swirled down the drain. ----- The rest of the day was a complete blur of color and excitement. We were both physically and mentally exhausted, but Kevin insisted that he take me shopping at Sak's anyway. Talk about every girl's dream lover! He bought me several, elegant, sexy and fully accessorized outfits, including a long, tight, sexy, blue-sequined, evening gown that was slit up to the panty line. Then he took me to Victoria's Secret for a few hot unmentionables that turned his head, and mine. ----- When we arrived back at the Ritz Carlton, my bride was the talk of the hotel guests and staff, as she sashayed across the lobby in her tight, low cut, high slit designer gown, her 5" pumps clicking across the marble in a most delightfully feminine way. I know how my Jenn loves to be swept away like a movie starlet, so at the door to our suite I once again bent down, put one arm behind her knees while the other was beneath her shoulders. Before she could react, I had lifted her off the floor and began walking toward the bedroom. ----- Once again, I was overwhelmed by this wonderful display of strength. Kevin's 6'5" frame always reinforced my self-image as a helpless female in the possession of her powerful male lover. That feeling was enhanced as he rapidly moved us across the living room as if I weighed nothing at all. Kevin pushed open the door with his foot and carried me across to the bed, where he lowered me carefully to the turned down satin sheets. He kissed me once more, his hands again roaming all over my body. Electrical impulses tingled through the material of my dress. I could feel his erection straining against his pants, and pressing against me as we clung to each other almost desperately. ----- "My darling, pretty Jennifer" I heaved. "I need you now!" ----- At last I found my voice again. It was a voice which spoke of the role for which Kevin had so painstakingly, and so masterfully, prepared for both of us. Yesterday, on our wedding night, the pace was too frantic and urgent. Today, our first day as a couple, would be different - longer, sweeter, slower, softer. "Oh, Kevin. Please take me. I love you so" I sighed softly. ----- I stood up and looked down at Jenn. "I found something special in a little shop in Amsterdam, just for this precious moment, my darling." I said proudly as I held up an engraved bracelet with the inscription: "To Mrs. Kevin Holland, The Love of My Life." ------ At that moment, more than ever, I yearned for Kevin's embrace and longed to wear that beautiful bracelet with a sense of wifely pride and joy. I kissed Kevin feverishly, got up slowly and glided to the closet to try on the Victoria's Secret nightie Kevin had purchased for our second night of lovemaking. I pulled it out of the box, concealing it against my body. "Don't look," I commanded, as I hurried past Kevin to the bathroom. Once inside, with the door closed, I began to undress. I was again frantic with need, but even so, I took extraordinary care not to rip any of my expensive clothing with my long red nails. I was down to my tight pink panties and nylons. Oh my, I thought to myself. My body still wants him badly after all the sex we've had. Off came the nylons and on came the nightgown, and on also came the bracelet that told the world I was Kevin's wife. I looked at myself in the mirror before returning to the bedroom and the gallant Dutchman who awaited me there. Slender silk straps stood out against my cream-colored skin. Delicate lace half-hid and half-exposed my breasts. My nipples were erect and I could feel the lace of my bodice against them. I had never realized how stimulating and erotic that felt. The sheer satin clung to my torso. I pulled my shoulders back, rolled my hips provocatively, and opened the door. ----- When lovely Jennifer swept back into the bedroom, looking like a hot, erotic porn queen, but with the face and eyes of an angel, I was already naked, and standing beside the bed. Her attention was immediately drawn to the cock she had loved for hours and hours yesterday and this morning. It grew in anticipation, coming fully erect the moment I laid eyes on her. ----- That made me feel very warm and tingly inside, and my clit stiffened in response. I was as hard as I had ever been in my life. I was, once again, mesmerized by the sight of Kevin's powerful body and his rampant dick. "Come here, Jenn, my loving wife" he said, his Dutch accent very husky, as if his throat were clogged. I moved towards him. I could feel the texture of the carpet between my toes. My own White Shoulders perfume floated around me. I felt cool air on my bare shoulders and legs, and the delicious whisper of satin and lace on my body as I glided across the room to the waiting arms of my husband. ----- We kissed; gently this time, with just a touch of our lips. A feminine, little sigh escaped my Jenn as our lips parted. I put gentle pressure on her delicate shoulders, as I used my hands to softly encourage her to kneel. Eagerly she sank to the floor before me, keeping her eyes closed, as they had been when we kissed. ----- Only when I was kneeling before Kevin, did I open my eyes. There, bobbing just inches away, was his magnificent cock. Even though it seems like I had admired Kevin's dick for hours and hours, studying every curve, pulse and vein like a piece of fine sculpture, I was again fascinated. I could see a small trace of fluid, a pearl for me, at his cock slit. I reached out with the tip of my tongue to taste his now familiar love juice. It was as if I was a little girl just trying to get the smallest possible lick of an enormous and yummy candy cane. I could not believe this. Once again, despite my best efforts to be demure this time, I was again acting like a little slut. My body felt more alive than I could remember feeling yesterday and this morning. I was overwhelmingly attracted to my new husband, and more proud than ever to be his loving wife. ----- I groaned as Jenn's tongue touched me gently. That encouraged her to begin to lick my cock, all up and down my straining, throbbing shaft. She delicately kissed and teased my hairy balls, first taking one, then the other, then both, into her hot wet mouth, rolling them and exploring them with her hot, wet tongue. "Jennifer, suck me!" I said, desire rendering my voice hoarse once again. She opened her lips into an 'O= shape and bent forward, taking as much of me into her warm, wet mouth as she could. She sucked me slowly this time, moving her head up and down, savoring the warm velvety feeling of my cock. Her own little clit throbbed in sympathy. I began to move back and forth, in time to her ministrations as the pace quickened. She sensed that I was about to cum, so she sucked me even harder, using her hand to stroke the part of my dick she could not get into her mouth - until she did!. I couldn't believe it, my little vixen was actually deep-throating my 7"! She gagged once or twice as she took it all, burying her little nose in my soft pubic hairs, but when she flicked her tongue out to tickle the base of my cock, I knew that her surprising little maneuver would surely force the issue. Then I gently placed my big hands on either side of her head, and I pulled her back. My cock pulled out of her mouth with a plopping sound, its' skin wet with her saliva, and the head of my dick seeming even larger than before. She pouted like a little girl who had just dropped her favorite lollipop. "No, Darling. I want to cum inside you." ----- Kevin lifted me up and then lowered me to the bed. He turned me over onto my stomach, and told me to raise myself onto my elbows and knees. By now I was truly acting, and feeling, like a little whore, so I readily obeyed, pleading with him to hurry. As he always did, Kevin used his fingers to gently massage my rectum, fitting first two and then three fingers inside me. I loved the sensations he caused with those magic fingers. Just like this morning in the shower, I thought I was going to cum when I felt him inside me initially. As it was, I squealed with delight. He worked patiently, even though I was gasping and begging him to make love to me hard. I wanted him inside me, taking me, validating me, and establishing his ownership of me as his wife. He pulled his fingers back and climbed up behind me. I felt the weight of his massive body bottom out the bedsprings. He pushed my legs further apart, and knelt between them. I felt something warm, wet and hard against me, and then a firm, velvety pressure. Kevin entered me slowly, at first, but he kept on penetrating me deeper and deeper. Finally he stopped. He was all the way inside me, and I felt his body leaning forward over my rear. His breath was coming heavily. He waited, and I could feel my insides slowly relax, as my body adjusted to his presence within me. Then my husband began to move, slowly pulling back and then pushing forward again. His rhythm increased as he sensed my acceptance of him. Before long I was moving my hips in time to his, urging him deeper and deeper inside me. Moans were torn from my lips as I called out for him to fuck me harder. I could feel sweat drop from his body into mine as he strained away at me. Kevin's strokes were becoming shorter and more powerful. I clamped down on his shaft with all my might, only serving to increase his pace. I felt his hand grasp my clit and begin to masturbate me in time with his passion. Then we came. AGAIN -Both at the same time! ----- Instead of sating our sexual appetite, the more we made love, the more we wanted each other. Time seemed to stand still, and yet also seemed to leap ahead in fast forward. Time, place, space, nourishment, sleep, and day-to-day life all seemed irrelevant, swept away in a flood of never ending passion. I had made love to other t-girls. After all, Europe, and Holland in particular, are teeming with these exotic and exquisite beauties. I have made finding them, and posting their pictures an obsession. But this feminine little creature beside me is so different, so giving, so tireless and eager to please. She thanked me again and again for making her a woman, but she had already gone beyond being a just a woman, she was a man's woman, my woman, and to my delight, she reveled in it. ----- For three glorious days we slept deeply, but for incredibly short periods of time, only to make love again and again and again. I have never been closer to anyone than I have been to Kevin, both emotionally and physically. On our last night, almost too weak to move, we made love in slow motion, exploring every square and round centimeter of each other's body with our hands, fingers and tongues. Lost in love and filled with happiness, and my lovers cum, I felt asleep clutching my lover's thighs, the head of his soft cock resting comfortably between my lips, captured by the gentle pressure of my teeth. As I fell asleep like a contented little girl holding her bottle, I knew that my sweet dreams would always be about the first thing that came up, or popped into my pretty little head.