They were understandably in a hurry so the Riviera was placed on hold. An upscale resort on the cape was selected after making sure that it had a heated pool as well as other amenities. Within six hours of the ceremony, Linda and Tom were unpacking their belongings into the large dresser that flanked a five foot television screen. The king sized bed looked clean and very inviting. Their bare feet luxuriated on the two inch thick white shag carpeting that covered the floor from wall to hall. Tom couldn't keep his hands off her. Even when she was trying to put away her underwear into a drawer, his hands cupped her breast which were only covered by a lacey bra. She slapped his hand playfully. "Behave!" He responded by unhooking her bra and feeling her up real natural. "You just can't wait, you horny mother! Well I can't either!" She turned to face him and with a mile wide grin on her lovely face, she tossed off her bra and slipped out of her undies. "You likes what you see, mister Foxx?" He practically dragged her by the hand to the bed. He'd already pulled back the covers. A moment later, Linda found herself straddling his bare lap. "Now baby, this is how it is going to be. For the next two days, if not longer, you are going to staying this bed and you are not to wear anything. We get meals sent up to us. You can only leave this bed to eat, bathe and relieve yourself. The rest of the time, you are going to fully service my cock, one way or another." She purred, "Oooooo! That is sssooo nasty! You just gonna put me in that bed and fuck my holes and mouth for days?" "Yeah, that's the general idea. However, if I get too tired I might grant you a few hours in the pool so we can recover our libido. But you could call that bathing time. There's a great hot tub here to. After all, I don't want you to cool down." Linda snickered, "Fat chance of that! It done look like I married myself a cunt craving letch. You got a bad case of Satyriasis, or what?" "Satyriasis? What's that?" She was already easing her cunt onto his stiff erection. "Baby, satyriasis is when a guy cannot get enough cunt to fuck. It's like a broad who is a certified nympho. Now between you and me, I think I just might be a nympho but you suspected that already. So I want to infect you with a real bad case of satyriasis. Then you can satisfy all my sexual urges and cravings. After all, I am your wife and that preacher said you have to love me. So you have no choice, baby. Ummm that feels so good! You gotta fuck me morning, noon and every night." Tom groaned as the pleasure in his cock mounted. He devoured her warm tits and soon she pushed him onto the bed. She rode his cock as if she were traversing the prairie on a galloping stallion. "Give your hot mama some serious fucking baby! The only thing I'm wearing are those two rings you got me. I'm not even going to put on lipstick." He reached up and gently removed a barrette that was still in her hair. She laughed, "That's the way, honey! That can go to. I don't want anything to come between us at all. Now you just get down and fuck your hot nigger ho!" He looked into her soft, dark brown eyes. "Linda, honey, I know you're just trash talking because you get turned on but I want to make this clear. You are a beautiful, woman of exceptional quality and affection. You have moderately brown skin and a searing sex drive that could raise the dead. You are all these things but you are not a nigger! You are now my wife because you had so much patience and tenacity. I don't know how you made all that money and I don't care but never demean yourself. You are not a ho! You're the equal of anyone out there, and don't let anyone tell you different. Maybe you're a bit better than most. All I know is that you are perfect for me." Tears came to Linda's eyes. This man actually did love her and for herself, not just for her writhing cunt. Although when she considered it, the pussy fucking was certainly reason enough. She ground down on him even harder, letting it all hang out. "That's the nicest thing anyone ever said to me, Tommy Foxx! You gonna get one wicked honeymoon." In the back of her mind she was still a little uneasy. She'd told him the truth as far as it went. She was an actress and a model. Lavender films did do advertising when hyping their movies. How was she going to ever tell him about the XXX action? She was afraid to let him watch the adult channel on their five foot screen TV. She was supposed to be faithful, now that she was married. However, the money was huge. Even during this time off for this marital get together, more money was being pumped into her account. Could she possibly take the risk and try to convince him to become a triple X star himself? Wouldn't two big paychecks be better than one? She shook her head a little in mid stroke. No, kids would complicate things. She could just see young Tommy or little Tammy going around school, bragging about what their parents did, n screen. She'd have to speak with Andy when the honeymoon activities were completed. Maybe they could dub in a different voice. Maybe they could alter her facial appearance with shades, wigs and unusual lip glosses. Maybe they could reduce shots of her lovely face and spend more time on that portion of her anatomy which would be vigorously penetrated. Or maybe they could increase the amount of goop sprayed on her smiling visage. Right now it was time to show off all her carnal expertise. She held his face in place, compelling him to suckle deep on her tingling tits. Linda's exquisite vaginal tricks got nastier and fancier as the love making turned into a full fledged fuck. "I don't mind what you call me baby when we between the sheets. You go right ahead and call me ho, and nigger tramp, slut and wench! I knows it is your passion talking and I love it! Ooooo! Tommy! Tommy! Eat that tit! When you knock me up, you gonna get some free milk you horny bitch fucker! Ooooo! Fuck up! Fuck that dick into my cunt! Aaaaahhhh! Aaaaahhhh! Oh Fuck! I gotta have your dick! Quicker!" He didn't know if it was just sheer lust or the power of centrifugal force but all too soon he gushed his fluids into her streaming pussy. "That's just the warm ups bro! Now you can last a longer time in my pussy! So you gotta stay hard for me, honey bun and you're sweet mama do all the rest. You getting a big reward for those lovely rings and for making an honest woman out of me. Did you se those honky couples looking at us when we first got here?" He mumbled in the negative. She practically cackled. "They thought you were bringing a classy black hooker up to your room. One of those old biddies looked like she wanted to skin me alive. She didn't say nothing though. Well baby, I is your whore, your lover and your wife all rolled into one. What you think so far, big daddy?" The breast popped out of his mouth. "If I'd known you were going to be this adventuresome during our honeymoon, I would have married you months ago and hang the money." She gave him her most wicked, fuck me smile. "I thought you'd see it that way. I've decided to give you a double round the world and that's just the beginning. Yeah, that right. Twice in my cunt. Twice in my asshole and twice in my mouth. Then we go for a swim before we get some food and then we go around the planet some more. I wanna make sure you get to enjoy all of me from tip to toe." Tom kept feeling around, marveling at her lush breasts and cum soaked crotch. All of this intense female animal was his to do with as he wished. He was still stuck inside her awaiting a new revival. Her kisses were provocative and sensual, promising him much more that what he'd already received. Linda felt him begin to harden inside her and she gripped him harder with her tight, vaginal cleft. "Tommy honey, you gonna get really well acquainted with every part of me. You think you know me now, wait till you see what you get the rest of this here honeymoon. You ain't seen nothing yet. Trust me!" Her hot flesh was doing wonders for his spent cock. Soon she was moving up and down in a gripping slow cadence. Her tits were jammed into his hands and her mouth was shooting spittle into his, while her tongue probed and flicked, demanding more passion. Tom thrust upward, attempting to search out her innermost depths. The enchanting minx swiveled and convulsed on him as she reached her own pinnacle of jolting ecstasy. Her screams were muffled by his kiss. He felt Linda's pussy fluids drench his dick and balls and still the festive joining went on. Tom soon rolled his giggling playmate onto her back and plunged his itching meat viciously into her snatch. Linda howled with joy as her pussy was ravished mercilessly. Their breathing became labored and sweat began to glisten on their skin in spite of the air conditioning. It was a warm September day in more ways than one. Later while he rested, he kissed and licked his new woman from her wiggling toes, up her long, exotic legs until he buried his face on her sloppy pussy. Once she'd cried out in passion, he continued the journey over her flat belly, encircled her quivering nipples and fleshy mounds before completing the exciting journey with a long, French kiss that left them both gasping for air. This was just the prelude to another fantastic sixty nine festival. Tom just lay under her, eating her pungent holes and letting her gradually bring his spent cock back to life. It took over an hour but Linda finally got a juicy treat squirted into her veracious mouth. Tom thrilled to hear her make gagging, gurgling sounds as she swallowed his juicy essence down her gulping throat. She sounded like such a sex pig! ********* Next morning, Linda decided to put on her white bikini, Tommy was shocked. "You aren't going to wear THAT to the pool?" She gave him another wicked grin. "Sure am, baby. I want everyone to see what you've been fucking with all night. There's just enough cloth here to make it legal. You see? Nipples and pussy crack covered." She was modeling one of those string bikinis so miniscule the top portion only covered the nipples and areolas. Down below, there was just enough cloth to cover her cunt and anal crack. Although Tom was spent, his cock actually twitched back to life when he saw this outrageous excuse for a bathing suit. "Listen you wicked diva! If I let you parade out there in that, I'll get arrested!" "Why, honey child, why ever would they wanna do that?" Because, you foxy temptress, I'd be doing you out on the nearest mat in public. God sakes, Linda! It's worse than wearing nothing! It shows off everything! It's like you're a walking advertisement!" She snickered, "Advertisement for what?" "A spread me and bed me chick! Look and lick! You keep wearing that, woman and you're gonna get knocked up double quick! If you hadn't already busted my balls, I'd be jumping your bones right now! What a fucking fox! Christ!" She kept imitating a Southern bell accent. "You keep complimenting me like that, Tommy Foxx and you gonna have to play in these here two ho holes all over again before we get to that damned pool. What you say baby? You game?" He groaned in frustration because his cock was beyond repair, at least for the moment. In silence he put on his dark blue trunks. "Fucking show off!" He finally interjected. He tossed her a towel and grabbed one for himself. "I know you foxy! You wanna show off to all those old biddies and make those dirty old men drool. You are most assuredly evil!" She snuggle dup to him and nibbled on his ear. "I knows it baby! That's why you want me! I'm the wickedest darky ho this side of Chicago. When you get me in the deep water, you can sneak your finger into my cunt. They won't be able to see anything but they gonna love my sounds." He shook his head as they finally went outside. "You are in-fucking-corrigible!" Mister and Misses Gotleeb were sitting comfortably on a pair of padded lounge recliners. The old woman's mouth opened in a shocked O when she saw Linda strutting her stuff. "Well I never!" Her incredulous voice was enriched by a generous amount of indignation. Striding up to the pool was a superbly shaped brown skinned chick with nothing on but an flimsy excuse for a bathing suit and a towel draped around her shoulders. She laughed and kept teasing her companion. Misses Gotleeb didn't know if he was her husband, boy friend or buck paying John. All she knew was that bitch was flaunting it, wiggling her hips and jutting those big breasts way out for all to see. She glanced at her husband. It was obvious that he was carefully studying the view. "Alfred, what are you looking at?" He cleared his throat. "The younger generation, my dear. Quite interesting actually. They certainly are a very healthy looking couple." "You are disgusting! I bet if you were thirty years younger, you'd try to get a date with her." "Wrong again, Mildred. If I were but 15 years younger, I'd be asking her what her rates were. Not bad at all, if I do say so myself." Mildred hissed, "You're incorrigible! Don't you take anything seriously?" He sighed, "Not since I married you, Mildred. Forty three years and counting and you are still jealous of almost any female that breathes." "Oh my God! Look! He's doing something to her in the pool! My God! In public! Is he doing to her what I think he's doing?" Her hand leapt to her mouth and her wrinkled cheeks blushed crimson. Alfred grinned back at his disgusted wife. "Probably, my dear. If I were him, I'd most definitely be doing the same thing." He settled for a brief but very pregnant pause. "Perhaps even more." "But she's moaning and she's got her legs wrapped around him! It's shocking!" He raised his eyebrows pretending to consider the situation from a philosophical perspective. "Not really. That very healthy African American female probably just wanted to see what it was like to, what's the word? Let me think. Copulate in hot water. They don't leave much to the imagination, do they?" "You are incorrigible." She snapped. "I don't know why I put up with your flippant attitude all these years!" He grinned at her once more. "Just lucky I guess! After all, in my day, I can dimly recall a few times when I had you howling at the moon or the ceiling light or wherever. There must have been a little chemistry or we could never have produced four lovely brats who finally became selfish, greedy business persons. So Mildred, my dear, just relax and enjoy the show. It's free and I forbid you to complain to management. Let them enjoy life." Mildred snorted, "You're as bad as they are." He shook his head. "Wish I was. " "And what does THAT mean?" "Well, if I was as bad as them, I would either join them or get you into that pool and do the same for you. However, you don't have a small swimsuit and I can't get it up anymore so I'll just have to use my imagination and bring back ancient memories. The guy who called old age the golden years was an anally challenged idiot!" "You're ...." "I know, Mildred, my pet. I'm incorrigible." Linda whimpered excitedly to Tom who had three fingers wedged in her cunt. The water was hot, approaching the human body temperature. "Look over there! They are watching us. That old hag looks like she's fit to be ties. Come on baby, stick another finger in their and make me cum." Her long legs were still around him and her aggressive kiss drew his attention back to the matter at hand, his hand. He did one better. His fourth finger was quickly followed by his thumb and soon he was fisting her, making the water splash a bit at their shoulders. "Oooooo! Tommy! Do it faster! Oooooo! You freaking naughty stud! It's so much fun in the water!" "Hush you minx! You want us to get arrested?" She lowered her voice. "This is sssssooooo hot, Tommy! Maybe tonight we can go for a midnight swim and you can fuck me on the mat. Just think how nice it would feel for that cool September breeze to dry off our sweat as we work hard to create brat number one." He tickled her insides with some very wicked wiggles. "Did you get off the pill?" "Not yet, baby. But when you wanna get serious, you just give me the word." "Maybe in a year or two. After all, you told me you wanna build up that bank account first but you sure know how to make your offer real tempting. They say pregnant women get even most lusty as their term progresses. So someday I want to put that to the test. The question to be answered is, how can this wicked, cock craving slut get hornier?" She giggled as her cunt caught fire once more. "You bad, Massa Tom. That old witch looks like she gonna have a stroke. The guy is cool though. He is taking it in stride. HE even winked at me." Other people were starting to gather around the pool area. At one end, a few of the couples were availing themselves of the continental breakfast that was placed to the far end. A few of them were in process of approaching the pool when they saw Linda's antics. Between the grins and the shaking of heads, it was quite clear to Tom that these new guests had a pretty good idea of what he was doing to her. "We better stop this sweetie. We're drawing a crowd." She egged him on. "You ashamed of me or something? You still got your trunks on. What's wrong with a wife hugging her husband in public?" He slid his fingers out and gently replaced her tiny bikini patch which theoretically covered her throbbing snatch. "No fair, Tommy! I need to get off!" He grinned at his hot wife. "That is precisely what I want you to do before security comes over here. Now be a good little Afro chick and slip out of the water and get that nice, bath sized towel around your person." As she reluctantly did so, Tom stared back at the old gentleman who'd been watching Linda playing around. With a saucy grin, he winked at the old gentleman before clambering out of the pool. "You want my thumb up your ass, or are you ready to return to your libidinous lair, darling?" She stuck her tongue out at him and wiggled her hips very suggestively. "You just wait Massa Tom. You gonna get it ssssooo bad!"
