It had been five months since that unseasonably warm spring day when Troy and Ava tied the knot. It had been a picturesque country wedding held in an old barn, the decorations were immaculate, capturing that comforting down home feeling. The one hundred or so guests hooted and hollered as Troy kissed his beautiful bride under the beautifully flowered atrium. The couple walked off hand in hand, hopeful for their bright and fruitful future. There would be no honeymoon for the couple as Troy would start his new position in the big city the following week. Ava was a little heartbroken, but she was ok with postponing the honeymoon for a few months.
Troy and Ava were your typical Southern beauties. Troy excelled on the football field, but an injury sidelined him in college. While Ava focused on succeeding on the beauty pageant circuit. Ava never actually won any major titles, although, she was consistently in the top five. She always felt the judges voted poorly on her because of her very large chest. Had it not been for Troy, she would have definitely considered getting them reduced.
It was always the same reaction during the bikini portion of the contests, Ava would come out from behind the curtain, she would flip her long brown hair back and begin smiling. Her bright white teeth contrasted elegantly against her bronzed face. She would always add a little bronzer to her makeup as she was naturally very light complected. The size and intensity of her smile, posture, and strut could all be controlled easily, it all came second nature to her. There were definitely things she could not control, stage fright being her number one nemesis.
Her nerves would almost always cause her substantially sized nipples to stiffen. It felt like all eyes were on her. In her mind the commotion in the hall would grind to halt as she strutted across the stage showcasing her beautiful melon sized breasts. Her long toned legs would shake at the thought of all the people now staring at her. The tag in the back of her skimpy bikini now read 32G, but for so long she had been wearing the wrong sized bra at 38DD, Ava felt much more comfortable her in her new better fitting garments. Maybe now there wasn't as much slack, and her cleavage was now more manageable, she was hopeful that she could finally be taken more seriously.
Ava was disappointed, the men were staring wide eyed, wagging their tongues. While the mothers shielded their young daughter's eyes. Ava just emitted a strong sexual presence, which could be felt by everyone in the room. She tried to keep it together long enough to complete what would be her final competition. She ran off the stage crying, heartbroken at the reaction she had received. Right then and there she decided her pageant career was over, she would now concentrate on being a better wife to Troy. She would devote herself to all of his whims and needs.
It had been a whirlwind romance. They had only met three months prior to their walk down the aisle. Troy was a good man, although simple and dim witted. He did not really ask for much, and was easily amused. He secured a decent job through a friend of his dad's, in the oil and gas business. His salary would easily support them, and any children they might have. Ava considered herself lucky landing such a handsome man at such a very young age. She was relieved that she didn't have to waste her time dating a bunch of losers. The young wife had made her husband wait until their wedding night, for their first time making love as a couple! Ava wanted to be sure that Troy was the man for her.
Looking back on it now Ava somewhat regretted her decision to wait. She always thought Troy would be more than willing to quell her every carnal desire day or night! But she quickly realized that sex would not be a major component of their relationship. This fact somewhat bothered Ava; she felt her libido was much higher than that of her husband. Young Troy never even tried to do anything untold, as he always played the 'proper young man'. Ava wished he was a little more aggressive when it came to their sex life.
More often than not, the young wife would attempt to instigate sexual relations with her husband, only to be rebuffed. The modelesque wife would dress up in cute little lingerie numbers, showcasing her perfect cleavage and tight stomach. Her long legs glistened just above the mix of garters and panties. Ava's perfect ass looked so firm and tight in her silky, soft panties. Her painfully unaware husband would usually not even notice her efforts. Her pussy would be gushing with excitement hoping that her virile husband would take her, and give her the satisfaction she craved.
Ava's bold attempts worked occasionally, she was more than happy to lie on her back and let her husband mount her. Troy never lasted all that long, but from the very first night Ava had no trouble accommodating her husband's modest penis. Troy's package, fully engorged barely pushed 4" and was quite slender. Given his small stature Ava did not receive much physical satisfaction from the deed. However, it did make her feel good to bring so much obvious pleasure to her husband.
Troy seemed to be happy enough making love once or twice a month, if she was lucky. The newlywed husband was insistent on using condoms, as he was not ready to start a family quite yet. The condoms created an issue with Troy, he could rarely achieving a full erection. His already lackluster size was further complicated by it not getting fully hard, and remaining rather spongy and floppy. Ava never objected to her husband's low desire. Although deep down, she really craved the feeling of his full and bare penis entering her. She wanted to feel him explode deep inside of her, filling her womb with life giving seed!
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Ava was very excited to finally use the spa package they had received as a wedding gift. It would technically serve as their honeymoon, as this could also be the occasion that would hopefully make her a mommy. The wistful young wife was hoping that the relaxation and carefree atmosphere would fire Troy's libido, since getting married 5 months prior they had only committed the act of lovemaking a dozen times or so. And it had already been about six weeks since their last romp. Things in the bedroom only seemed to get worse, as opposed to better.
Troy was only able to ejaculate if Ava remained completely quiet and still in a darkened room. Troy always pulled the covers up, he would suck on Ava's nipples momentarily, before applying the condom and begin his attempts at penetration. Any utterance by Ava would cause the blood to rush out of his penis, prolonging the befuddled experience. Troy had only orgasmed a total of six times. And each time he would complete the task in as many minutes.
Ava was hoping that the sexy lingerie and skimpy bikinis she bought would help them boost that number by more than a few over the long weekend. The beautiful young wife purposefully threw away all the remaining condoms. She didn't even want Troy to be tempted to put one on. Just to be safe, she even poked holes, making them completely useless. She had bought a 15 pack of condoms a few days before their nuptials, knowing that Troy would be too timid. She laughed at the time, thinking she would be back to the drug store many more times to make the same purchase, but that just never came true.
As Ava looked upon the two remaining condoms, lying useless in the wastebasket, she snickered to herself. She remembered the first condom she applied to her husband's penis, on the night of their wedding. Ava was downright randy, her tiny white thong panties were soaked, and her vulva was pulsing with anticipation.
