Chapter 2

He said, "I think we are both ready enough."

She had been so into the double sensations, of having him in her mouth while he was licking her, that she had forgotten what else they had to do.

Suddenly she got nervous, "I... I think so too." she said with a half nervous and half eager tone.

He seemed to understand for as he rearranged his position so that he was laying on top of her he just kissed her. He told her how much he loved her and how sexy her body was. He said he was proud to have her stand beside him as they were married, it would be a good life with her. He even licked her breasts and nibbled on the nipples some. She asked him to pinch them.

A few seconds later she said, "I'm ready- I want you, I need you inside me now."

He moved slightly and his cock suddenly touched one side of her pussy's lips. She jumped a tad. Part of her mind said no but she knew that was just out of habit, everything else was go. She reached inbetween then and touched him seeking his cock. As she found it she encountered his hand, for he had had the same idea. Together they guided him to the right place. He pushed in a little just enough to get the head in. He removed his hand since it wasn't needed any more, but she had a sudden desire to feel him enter her so she kept her hand where it was. He moved his hips forward more slowly pushing in.

He cried out in a wordless expression of what he was feeling but he kept up the slow pace. She felt him, actually felt his manhood filling the center of her feminineness. As he went deeper she cried out in rapture and a bit of pain. When he seemed to be half way in she opened her eyes she had not realized she had closed, and looked at him. He was gritting his teeth in the effort not to jam it in all the way. He stopped, said something that sounded like "Gaaaahha". He looked at her and smiled.

She pulled her hand back up and wrapped her arms around him than said, "Don't stop."

"Just for the moment," was his answer through his teeth and he began to push again. Still slowly, almost too slow for her, he was being too cautious. She pushed against him causing him to slide in even further. She gasped, almost screaming in ecstasy and some pain. Mostly in ecstasy for the pain was hardly there. Soon he stopped again. She told him to continue but he said that he was all the way in. She reached down again and felt that it was true he was all the way in her. She reached further and felt his balls laying on her, almost touching her anus. She had felt them as they hit but hadn't known what it was she was feeling.

He lay there for a moment letting her body adjust to the new intrusion. Too long though she bucked against him twice to get him going. He did pulling almost all the way out than pushing back in. He went slow again even though a bit faster than before. He reached bottom and pulled out again than back in. God, that felt so wonderful. Part of her mind said see what you and we have been missing all these years, but another larger part said she was glad that Jon was the one to show her this ecstasy. He started to increase his speed and after a few seconds he had a good rhythm going. In and out, in and out, she fucked back wanting to join in completely.

He said said as inbetween breaths, "I'm close (pant) If you (gasp) hadn't given (pant) me a climax, (Breath combined with a Ghha) I would be (PANT) there already... Ghhhha."

She felt another orgasm begin to build and hoped he would last a while longer. He had been leaning on both hands which were on each side of her, and looking down at her breasts. Sometimes he would look at her face and the ecstasy it showed but the knowledge that he was giving her that pleasure only increased his arousal bringing his climax even closer. He closed his eyes and thought of other things, the last time his team lost, when he lost his past marble in a game at school, the time his second girl friend broke up with him suddenly. That last however was a mistake to think about because it reminded him of Brittany and that caused him to opened his eyes to look at her. He grunted out another ghhhaaaaa and shoved in even harder. He saw his new wife grimace in pain and thought he most have hit a ovary. That was no good he thought.

"Sorry," he gasped out since it was the only thing he could say at this point.

"Don't stop!" she commanded as he faulted in his rhythm, "Its OK."

He nodded and got the tempo of his thrusts back. In and out, in and out some times just barely pulling back a few inches and other times he pulled out so far the head almost popped out. Once it did come out but he just immediately shoved his hips forward again. She gasped as it entered her again.

Even though the pain he caused her had backed his climax off some soon there was nothing that would keep it away. He shoved in harder again but this time her expression showed bliss not pain. Soon he was grunting and moaning continually. She joined in him in a duet of rapture. He grunted out "very close"

She said, "Faster and longer please."

He increased speed but he couldn't do anything to hold it off. A minute later he grunted and shoved in hard, almost as far as when he hit her ovary, and let out a groan that was almost a scream. A deep guttural scream that came from his manhood. He head went back and his eyes were closed as he changed the rhythm of his thrusts to short and very fast. She felt something wet splash inside her as he has thrust in hard, and for half a second wondered if he had raptured something, but than realized what it was. She felt a second something wet and hot hit her inside. She almost screamed outloud that he was cuming. Cuming inside her for the first time. That knowledge and the increasing wetness set off her orgasm. She was just starting to get close one second and the next she was letting out a loud "eeeeeeiiiiii " as it hit. She bucked against him trying to drive his cock, his wonderful long hard cock, deeper. She than arched her back and shook as her pussy fired its joy through her spinal column.

He relaxed as his finished but kept pumping in and out as her's went through its stages. Finally her orgasm left and she fell back to the mattress. She gasped in joy and breathlessness and he fell on top of her in exhaustion. He rolled off and they cuddled each one enjoying the afterglow if their first fuck together. Later they did it again, after he had his first experience with a creampie. He began to suck on her breasts, enjoying them as much as she enjoyed his tongue and mouth on them. After a while he slipped down to between her legs and kissed her other set of lips. She tried to stop him for she was still full of his sperm but he said it was OK since it was in her. He wanted her. After a few minutes he scooted up and fucked her again harder and faster than the first time. She had an orgasm first and he kept thrusting harder and faster until he came again. Soon after they slept, their first sleep together.

In the morning he was wakened by an odd sensation on his cock. He jerked upright only to see the top of her hair around his middle. The next second he groaned as the feeling of her mouth on him fully hit him. The pleasure increased in that moment and his head jerked back as he groaned loudly. A second later he groaned again and his hips shoved upward trying to drive his cock even deeper into her mouth. It was an automatic response that he had no control over. Two seconds later he felt the wet warmth of her mouth move down his shaft as she deep throated him for the first time. She wasn't quite all the way down but he didn't care. She sucked but gagged a bit and had to pull back an inch. She would get him all the way in her mouth eventually she promised herself. She sucked for over two minutes than stopped so she could lick the underside of him all the way up from base to head. Than back down, up all the way and back down all the way. She switched to the top, repeating what she had done on the under part. He was groaning big time, it felt almost as good as last night inside her pussy but different. She stopped licking and sucked on just the head for a few seconds than deep throated him again. It was the same as the first time she took too much of him in her mouth and gagged but again let out an inch and was fine.

Suddenly she stopped and climbed on top of him. By this time he had laid back down and was just enjoying her mouth, so the sudden halting of her sucking made him lift his head to see what she was doing and saw her face with her lovely breasts underneath coming up fast. She position herself and reached down to grab him than as she swung her legs around so she could sit on him she positioned his cock just right so that as she sat she impaled her pussy on it. He gasped and went UGgggHHAaaa as her center of famine joy slide over his male pole. She began to bounce up and down fucking him. She leaned over his chest and rubbed her boobs across that manly hairy expense, just as she had read in a magazine to do. He looked at them pressing against his nipples and almost climaxed on the spot.

He pushed her upper half up so he could grab them. He pressed his opened palms on them exhilarating in the feel of her breasts on his hands. Seconds later he reached up with his head to suckle a nipple, she pulled back.

"Last night was for me, today is for you. I want to pleasure you."

"As you said last night if this is for me than I want to suck your nipples. They are so sexy I can't stand it right now."

She smiled and lowered her chest back down. He immediately grabbed on nipple like a starving child suckles one of his mother's nipples. He sucked and sucked and sucked, than he went to the other and did the same. Only not as long for he reared his head back and almost screamed out a "GGGhhhh"

She asked if he was close and he said yes through gritted teeth. She suddenly raised her self off of him. his head jerked up and he looked both puzzled and betrayed. But he calmed down as she scooted down and took hold of him again with her mouth. She sucked hard athan licked as she smiled up at him.

"I want to taste you." She said.

He could only grunt in return he was so far gone. She licked the head and up and down the underneath surface again. But he was groaning so loud she thought she better get him back in her mouth. She went down about half way and sucked. His hips raised off the bed and he was moans were so noisy he was almost screaming them out. She tried licking the very tip at the same time she was sucking when suddenly he let out a guttural sound, it almost sounded to her like the sound a caveman might make as he sighted prey for food. Just as suddenly he shoved his man organ deeper into her mouth and she felt something wet and slimy hit the back of her throat. He made the sound again just not as loud and a second glob impacted the back of her throat. She was instinctively swallowing the first one when the second hit, she swallowed it, almost choking on the third one. Brittany managed to get it down without mishap but by than there were three or four more filling her mouth. Some leaked out around his cock. He relaxed for a second but suddenly pulled out. Than his face was there in front of hers and he was kissing her hard. He shoved his tongue into her mouth obviously not minding the extra taste in her mouth. She had already decided that while she didn't especially like the taste of cum, he didn't have to worry about her becoming a cum slut that was for sure, she could live with it also. What had leaked out was smashed inbetween their chins and as he backed off a bit she reached down with her tongue and cleaned off their chins.

That had been her first fuck and first experience with giving a blow job and both had been satisfying. He had moved his mouth to one side of her head and while nibbling her ear had said thank you. He had gone on to explain how good it was and to thank her more. She had felt really good and was especially joyful that she had waited for him. It had been tough at times, on some dates and even at her bachelorette party, she had been so drunk, but it had been worth it after all.

After eighteen minutes of waiting a certain feeling broke Brittany out of her thoughts.

She said, "Jon undo me, I got to go to the bathroom."

Jon just looked at her like he didn't believe her.

"Jon, please, I got to piss now."

He just sighed and left the room, he came back a couple minutes later with three towels.

She saw the towels and asked incredulously, "You not going to make me piss sitting here are you?"

He just walked over to her and proceeded try to slip the larger towel under her.

"At least take off my panties so I don't mess them up."

He walked around her and pulled the back of her skirt from under her, than took hold of two sides of her panties, he motioned with his head and she lifted her backside off the chair long enough enough for him pull the underwear out, she gasped as she sat back down feeling the cool seat on her bare butt. He rolled the panties down her legs and off her feet. He also took off her shoes while he was down there. As he stood up he looked the panties over and was pleased to find that they were thongs, even though he knew he was spoiling their special evening, he was glad that she had been planning on something special after they got back home.

He placed the shoes and panties on the coffee table than told her lift up again. She did and he slide the larger towel underneath her bare butt. He rolled up the sides that stuck out than placed two towels on the floor.

He said, "Ok you can go now."

She looked at him funny but he said, "You just as well do it now, I am not letting you up."

She winced but let her bladder go. He glanced between her legs, with her feminine glory completely exposed now, than continued to watch as the pee bubbled out of her pussy looking much like a fresh water spring he had seen once while on a camping trip. He also realized that watching her piss was getting him excited. He had watched her before with no effect but this night when as emotionally charged as he was, he expected nothing would turn him on, he was beginning to get a hard on. He shook his head in amazement and wonder.

Just than the doorbell rang, He hurried to it and opened it. Chelsea walked in, greeted by the smell of urine. She wrinkled her nose and looked around she saw Brittany handcuffed and essentially naked from the bottom down. She saw the piss soaked towels and asked, "What is this a kinky game of some sort?"

Jon said "Its no game."

Brittany said, "It is serious, our marriage depends on Jon getting the right answers."

"Huh?"

Jon went to get a fourth towel and when he came back, he explained about the DVD recording he had received. He bundled up the soaked towels and than wiped up the excess that was left behind on the floor, he next took all the towels away. Soon he came back saying that he had put them in the washer. He continued his explanation of what was on the DVD showed that Brittany had lied to him about various things. He showed again the various parts of the recording that showed Brittany doing questionable activities. Brittany again proclaimed that she hadn't given that one stripper a blow job. He ended by saying that what was shown on the recording supported three rumors he had heard about his wife.

Chelsea asked what rumors and he said he would say in a minute but that he had something else to show her. He played the part with the girl impaling herself on the cock of one of the strippers. Chelsea raised her eyebrows.

"Who is that? Brittany claims it isn't her, but that she doesn't know who it is because she doesn't remember that part of the party."

"I can't say who it is either, but I do know that Brittany is right. First of all she didn't give that stripper a blow job. I was there during that part and I didn't see it. I left before the end, when some of the girls started taking off their tops," seeing the unbelieving look on his face she continued, "I did see Brittany without hers, she was one of the first, but I didn't see her do that. And I did leave before that incident."

She paused as she looked at the image again than said, "That recording doesn't show enough of her head or body to say who it is."

"I was afraid of that but there is one more thing I want to show you and Brittany, someone else's identity I need to know even more than this one."

His wife said, "My arms are beginning to hurt."

He ignored her as he pressed buttons, "Jon please, my arms are cramping."

He left the room and came back with a small spray bottle. He carefully removed her top than sprayed her upper arms, with the pain reliever, next he adjusted the position of her arms. Placing them in what he hoped was a more comfortable position.

"Jon please undo the handcuffs."

Chelsea said, " I was wondering why you put them on her."

He sighed and said, "I explained that Brittany. I am sorry but I need to make sure you stay."

He turned to their guest and said, "I did it just the way they did it at her bachelorette party. I have only one copy of this recording and I need to make sure she doesn't destroy it or leave before its done. I need those answers."

Chelsea nodded and he said now to the next scene.

Brittany said, "Before you go on I need to use the bathroom again."

"We already did that."

"I need to take a dump now."

"You can hold it, you have before."

"I've already been holding it."

"I would like to get this done."

"Jon, if you don't let me go the bathroom now I am going to make a big smelly mess that you will have to clean up!"

He just sighed and went over to her but instead of opening the handcuffs he untied her legs and helped her up. They walked to the bathroom and he lifted up her skit as she sat down on the toilet. Her panties were still off so he didn't have to worry about that. She looked at him funny but he stayed with her. Soon he heard her grunt slightly followed by a couple of plops in the water. A few seconds later there were a couple more. Finally after a few more seconds a another grunt there was a smaller plop. She said she was done. He surprised her by having some TP ready to use. He got down on his knees next to the toilet and reached inbetween her legs.

When she realized what he was going to do she said, "Wipe away from my pussy. I don't want any infections."

He said, "I know."

He reached down under her, with the hand that had the TP in it. He felt her butt crack and proceeded to wipe the TP across the inside of the crack, beginning in the front and going backwards. He was glad it hadn't been that smelly or messy of a bowel movement. He wiped a couple of times just to make sure, using clean paper each time. Again, though, he found himself getting excited. Feeling her bottom like that was erotic. At one point as he was sliding the toilet paper back his finger pushed through it and entered her anus a tiny bit, just to the end of finger nail. She let out a cute yipe. Even cleaning the stuff off of her was sexy. Maybe if their relationship survived this night, both what was on the recording and the way he was treating her, he would suggest playing some kinky sex games where he had to wipe her like this. At one point, after dropping the TP, he felt her to make sure she was clean and ended up sticking a finger up her anus. It was only just past the first knuckle but the suddenness of it made her make that yipe sound again only louder. He apologized saying his finger slipped. She responded by just giving him a look that said "sure it did".

As he helped her up he said, "Brittany I am sorry for this, I... Am desperate... I need answers. I know I spoiled what should have been a happy celebration, throwing this at you like that, but I didn't know what else to do. There is still something on the recording that is even worst than what I have shown you. And because of that the rumors I once rejected now sound believable. Please forgive me, I will make it up to you one way or another."

She just gave him a dirty look.

As they were getting ready to leave she asked, "What rumors?" but was interrupted when Chelsea came in and said, "I think I know who that first girl is. I was studying her while you busy in here."

Both Brittany and Jon said asked at the same time, "Who is she?"

She motioned for them to follow her. They all went back to the living room and the TV. Jon sat Brittany down in the chair again but didn't tie her feet. Chelsea pointed out a certain portion of the girl's back they could see on the image.

She said, "Look here. What does that look like?"

"Part of tattoo," Brittany said.

"I think it is. If so than it could only be one of two girls. At the time of your party only two girls had tattoos on the small of their backs. Delina was one. And she is known for being wild."

"She was at my bachelorette party," Brittany said.

Jon asked, "you sure that is a tattoo? We can't see very much of it, it could be just shadow."

Chelsea said, "I know, but I examined it closely and looks like it has a curly cue which a shadow would not have."

He zoomed in on the curly cue and even though he still wasn't totally convinced he said that he would go with their judgment. But now it is time to go the next segment.

So saying he pressed the buttons again and this time the image jumped to a spot showing some of the people at the party. At the beginning of the recording the image was sharp, clear and stable. As time went on the picture got less and less stable. At two points the image jumped and was jerky making it looked like the camera had been dropped. Now the image dropped suddenly and than stopped. It stayed were it had stopped, angled upward slightly. The edge of something or another was a dark spot in the corner of the play back. It looked like something was had blocked the camera. Next a girl came on the scene, she quickly got on her hands and knees in front of one of the strippers. She was naked. As they watched from the odd angle she took the stripper's cock into her mouth. It was hard to see her complete face because the something that blocked part of the image and the angle was bad but as she sucked some blond hair fell along one side of her face.

Jon turned to his wife and her friend and asked, "Who is this girl?"

Brittany gasped and Chelsea looked closer. As far as they could tell from the angle the height and body shape of the girl was the same as Brittany's. Added to that was the fact that she had blond hair just like Brittany. The cock sucking was bad enough Brittany thought but seconds later another stripper came into view. His hardon came into the picture first, as he walked up to the girl's rear. He reached out with a hand, slowly pushing the fingers first inbetween the blond's butt crack, than slowly drawing them down and going inbetween her legs. It was obvious what the goal was even though they couldn't see it. A second later he began an in and out motion with two fingers. They could feminine groans come from the TV speakers. The guy withdraw his fingers looked at them, sucked on them than took two steps forward. The head of cock touched the butt of the girl. He placed one hand in his hard shaft, pushed it down slightly than moved forward half a step. When he was placed just right he shoved forward with his hips. There was a squeal of pleasure, and a male moan. His stopped his forward motion than withdrew, mostly, and shoved again harder. He moaned louder, and she let out a yip that could be half pain and half pleasure. He stayed were he was for a moment than begun to pull out and thrust back in. She continued to suck the other guy as the second guy fucked her.

Jon said, "As I have told Brittany already I have seen this thing three times already. The third time I noticed something and zoomed in to see it closely."

He touched the controls again and the picture went back to when the guy was pulling almost out for the first time, he than zoomed in on the cock-.

He said, "Here if you look closely you can see small drops of something red."

Both of the woman did look closer and there were tiny drops that could be red along the shaft.

"It looks like to me that someone just lost their cherry." He said, looking at his wife.

She looked at him, than back at the image than spun her head back as the realization of his stare hit her.

"You don't think that was me??! It couldn't be me and that first one be me too."

"We established that the first girl wasn't you. So this one could be." he said unemotionally.

She looked at him sharply than said, "That's not me either."

"She has your hair, your shape, and you said you were too drunk to remember this part of the party."

Brittany answered in a higher voice, "Its not me!! I would know if I did that. I was a virgin on our wedding night,"

Tears started to trickle out of Brittany's eyes as she finished. Jon replayed the scene after zooming back out to normal.

"I had been thinking the past couple of weeks, even before I got this recording, about our wedding night. Perhaps it was because of our up coming anniversary but all of a sudden it was on my mind. I thought of something I hadn't noticed that night. I was probably too wrapped up in pleasing you and my pleasure. But you had a whole lot easier time than a lot of people predicted. You had hardly any pain and you were aroused faster than some said you would be, once I was inside you."

Brittany looked shocked by his statement, More tears flowed as she said, sounding half way angry and half way sad, "You really think that was me?! You believe I would do something like that?"

Wondering how she could turn on the tears like that he opened his mouth to speak but she continued with a more tearful sounding voice, "That wasn't me. I know it looks like me but I... (sniff) it wasn't, It couldn't be. I wouldn't do that."

Chelsea looked at the image and said, "I have seen Brittany naked before. We used to be in gymnastics together and took showers together afterwards. We compared our friends' bodies to ours. We didn't talk about it but I know each one of us did it in our heads. So I have seen her without clothes and I think it could be her but It could not be her also. There are other girls with her build.

Brittany looked at her friend in horror and after taking another look at the screen she turned her head to face her friend saying, with even more tears in her voice and beginning to sound desperate, "tell him that wasn't me!"

She sniffed, glanced at the girl on the TV and sounding even more desperate said, "Tell him... I know it wasn't me, please tell him... tell him... please tell me I was a virgin on my wedding night, that I didn't blow it so close to my wedding, just because I got a little drunk."

The last was said sobbing, and she dropped her head with tears flowing out of her eyes.

Jon looked at her impassively, like he didn't believe her acting, but as Chelsea gave him a dirty look he went over to his wife and undid the handcuffs. Her friend went over to her, put her arms around Brittany, helped her to stand than took her over to the couch. She looked at the image now frozen on the screen. She began to cry again and Chelsea put her arms around her shoulders.

"That can't be me," she wailed.

After two moments Jon spoke, "I'm sorry Brittany... but could you tell me why you were running around first topless, than with just panties on?"

Brittany sniffed and after a moment stopped crying enough to look at him with puzzlement.

"It could help me to decide about those rumors." he said gently.

Chelsea said, "You have mentioned those rumors before. What are they?"

He sighed and said, "the first one is more than a rumor, I heard it from the source, my best man. He was talking to someone over the phone while I was over visiting him once. I don't think he knew I was able to hear. He mentioned that Brittany gave him a blow job on our wedding day. I thought about it and the only time she could have would have been during the reception, which means that even though it was oral sex, she had sex with someone else before she had sex with me on the day we got married. "

Brittany gasped than said, "Nooo, I didn't... I never gave him a blow job at any time and especially not on our wedding day."

"You have lied to me about what you did do during your party,"

At this point Chelsea said in a shocked tone, "Brittany!?"

Jon continued, "and this," here he pointed to the screen, "girl is certainly giving someone a blow job."

She looked at the screen and said, "No... I couldn't have given him a blow job, I was with you most of the time."

"Except when you were dancing with all those old boyfriends. You disappeared twice, at least, doing that time. And you kissed that one guy. I saw you dancing with him and I saw him lead you to the dark area where you stayed longer than you should. I went over there and saw you kissing him and saw him massaging your boobs. You let him do both! And later you lied to me about it."

She looked shocked and stricken, "That's all he did. He wanted to do more but I won't allow him to. I know he did what you said but that's all, I led him back to the main dance floor. And I never even kissed your best man."