When I woke up the next morning, the events of my wedding night were still fresh in my mind. Joseph and I had moved apart at some point and as he slept peacefully next to me, I admired his athletic naked physique. My thighs and groin were still slimy with semen; my new husband had propelled such an enormous quantity of his warm seed into my fertile vagina that plenty had leaked out again over me. In fact, the slippery sensation over my smooth bald pussy lips, combined with memories of our passionate love making, quickly made me horny for my handsome man.
I looked over at Joseph again and quickly formulated a plan. Luckily he was lying on his back, and when I peeked under the covers I saw that his long floppy cock was slightly turgid. I wondered if he was dreaming about me and resolved to wake him up as gently as possible. I reached over and lightly stroked his lower stomach and inner thighs with my fingertips, and Joseph murmured quietly in his sleep. Trying not to shift the mattress too much, I got onto my hands and knees and crawled over under the covers to face his big shaft. On all fours my pert tits were dangling down, and I took the opportunity to drag them across Joseph's rapidly swelling bell-end, and to press them around his shaft as I moved up and down.
After a few moments I was desperate to take my husband's organ back inside me but I thought my pussy might still feel a little tender after Joseph's energetic impregnation attempts the night before. Tucking my tousled hair behind my ears, I leaned down and ran my pointed tongue from the base of his shaft up to the shiny tip. I continued to lick my husband's cock like this, depositing saliva as I went and occasionally dipping my tongue into his cute little opening. I recognised the musky flavour of Joseph's ejaculate and it sent tingles down my spine as I imagined how potent and powerful his sperm was.
I couldn't control myself any longer so I sucked my husband's shaft between my slippery pouting lips and began massaging my tongue around the head of his cock, slowly at first but sucking firmly to encourage his shaft to thicken and swell. I felt Joseph's hand in my hair and grinned up at him. Without breaking eye contact, I took his cock slowly back into my mouth and pressed it as far down my throat as I could. I hadn't mastered deep throating all of my husband's long shaft but about six inches gradually disappeared past my spitty lips and into my warm, wet mouth. Joseph stared at me with an expression of amazement.