Chapter 2: Consummating (MF denial oral)

Korin half-lifted and half-jammed her body against the plastic wall just outside the door to their apartment. His mouth kissed hers frantically, smearing her lipstick. His body was hard and his hands were insistent as he wormed his way between her legs. The ridge of his cock pressed against her pubic bone.

The emitters in their biometric implants triggered the door. It opened up and the smells of her old perfume and musk floated out.

Dina already knew that there was a wet spot on his pants, but it wouldn’t stay dry nestled so tightly against her soaked crotch. She moaned into his kiss, parting her lips to welcome his tongue. The taste of the wines they were both drinking blended together in the steamy confines along her tongue. She drank in the varied tastes and enjoyed how it tickled the back of her throat.

The headiness of the wine, food, and lust blended together inside her heat. The excitement plucked at her exhaustion, pushing back the urge to crawl into a bed and sleep in favor of finally being able to fulfill her own aching needs.

They had both been up for close to twenty-five hours but they had one last thing to do. The same thing they had both been teasing each other for hours. Little whispers and touches have kept the fires burning for hours.

Her own body was on fire. The exhaustion only made the thrum of her body more intense. She felt it through every part of her body but the most sensitive parts were her aching nipples and clitoris. Both had been hard for hours with her thoughts and their days of edging, it made it almost impossible to keep a straight face when she listened to speech after speech from their extended families.

Dina couldn’t wait for her new husband—she loved to even think of him as that—to peel off her soaked panties. The fabric had wormed its way into the narrow valley of her vulva and every step had rubbed against her sensitive clitoris.

Now that she was pinned against the wall, her spread legs and his hard cock were grinding the fabric against her abused nub. It was right on the edge of agony, a sharpness to contract with the overwhelming desire to have his cock buried deep inside her pussy. She wished it was enough to set her off, but the exhaustion and discomfort kept the rising pleasure at bay.

“Kor—”

He kissed her.

“Korin!” She said, pushing him away from her chest.

His hips thrust against hers, pinning her to the wall. “W-What?” he said breathlessly.

She grinned. “In the room. I don’t want an obscenity charge to ruin this trip.”

Reluctantly, he stepped back. But instead of pulling away, he clamped his hands on her tight rear and picked her up.

Dina squealed with joy, not only for the searing hot cock grinding against her aching pussy but also how her husband easily carried her into their room.

The door hissed shut behind him, the seal making a faint thump as the security systems activated.

“Baby, I need you so badly,” moaned Korin. His fingers dug into her buttocks, almost tearing the expensive dress. He staggered toward the bedroom but his eyes were locked on hers as he continued to kiss her passionately.

Dina clutched to his shoulders. She ran her fingers through his short brown hair before clutching to his scalp. She trembled with the rush of being carried to the room. Trembling, she hooked her ankles behind his ass and rocked against his cock.

Korin moaned. He managed to make it to the bed.

Her buttocks pressed against the firm edge.

He tried to set her down but she didn’t want to let him escape. She continued to kiss him passionately as she clawed at his shirt; it wasn’t as expensive as her dress.

“B-Baby!” he managed to gasp. “Let me at least take off my clothes.”

She looked up at him with burning eyes. “No,” she said. “I need you so badly.” Her pussy throbbed with her aching need. “Please, right now?”

He gulped. His eyes shimmered for a moment.

Reluctantly, she released her ankles and let him step back. When he did, she glanced down to the tent in his slacks. The tip was soaked completely through and growing larger. It jumped with his pulse.

Smiling broadly, she sat up and reached out for it. Her fingernails, cut short for the coming trip but painted with slowly shifting OLEDs, trailed along the ridge of the slack.

His groan of need was enough to send a flutter racing through her veins. She smiled and trailed her fingertips up and down his shaft, watching how the glistening patch of wetness grew with every stroke.

“If you don’t stop… wife—”

Her pussy throbbed with his words.

“—I’m going to blow.”

She looked up. “Is that a bad thing?”

Dina continued to tease his cock, tracing it through the strained fabric.

“Love… wife, I’m only going to come one place and that is inside you.”

“I love it when you say that,” she purred.

“What?”

“Wife.” She smiled broadly. “I’m your wife now. Now and forever.”

Korin took a deep breath. “Well, my wife,” he said the word forcefully which sent a pulse of heat coursing through her body, “I really want to fuck you. So if you don’t stop teasing me, I’m going to stick it in whatever hole is closest.”

Knowing how much he always wanted to fuck her face, she parted her lips slightly and licked them. A smile quirked the corner of her lip and she looked up at him with what she hoped was seductive eyes.

Korin’s mouth opened with shock and she could feel the heat pulsing through the fabric underneath her palm.

Feeling playful, she did it again. “Any hole?”

“Oh, Love.” At her playful frown, he corrected himself. “Oh, my wife.”

She smiled and opened her mouth even more.

His eyes locked onto her lips. After a second, he pulled back and fumbled with his slacks.

Dina got up herself and made a show of removing her dress. It was expensive and she managed to get through the night without staining it.

In the morning, she would set it into an automated kiosk where it would get cleaned and then rented out to the poorer folks in the station who needed a fancy dress. Every time they did, a small portion of the proceeds would go into her bank account. It was only be a fraction of a c-coin but the compound interest from the dress along with other investments her family made in her name would ensure a healthy profit when their trip ended in a few centuries.

She glanced over at him but he was focused on removing his clothes. His fingers kept slipping, either from the wine or the exhaustion. She considered doing a strip tease to attract his attention but he didn’t seem to notice.

Instead, she quickly stripped out of her clothes. She could smell her panties as she peeled them off, she was more than soaking wet.

Dina glanced at herself in the mirror. She was slender and short like most station natives. Her breasts were smallish and tipped with large aureoles and puffy nipples. They were erect, sticking out from her body into gumdrop-sized points of aching skin. Her belly only had the faintest of swells to it, a natural pouch as her mother used to say.

After months of working out in the gyms, she was the most beautiful and fittest that she had ever been.

Her eyes trailed down further to her hairless slid. In the light, she could see that it glistened with her excitement. The same glistening coated her inner thighs. She could feel it prickling her skin but it only added to the pleasurable throb of her clitoris and hard nipples.

Reaching down, she plucked a bit of printed plastic and rubber. It was a loop controlled by a small biocircuit. She grinned as she glanced at her new husband. Palming it, she strolled over and sat back down on the bed just as he managed to tear open his pants and reveal his hard red cock.

She grew wetter at the sight of it. For two days, she had been craving his hardness buried inside her cunt. Now, she was considering teasing him a little longer despite the exhaustion and her own need for an orgasm.

It was beautiful, with a smooth shaft and bullet-shaped head. It dripped with his precum and it glistened along his entire length to his hairless balls.

“Oh, Baby,” he moaned.

She parted her lips again.

“Oh, don’t tease. I need it. I-I don’t know if I can resist.”

She needed him also but she wanted to push the edging a little further. Licking her lips, she leaned forward slightly. “You said any hole?” she said wryly.

He froze, as if not sure of what she meant.

Dina answered by planting a small kiss on his tip.

He moaned. “Oh, ba… wife.”

“Well, my husband,” she purred. “I know you always wanted to be a bit more demanding in bed. I just never let you, did I?”

His cock jumped with his thoughts.

She looked up and smiled broadly. “So, think you are husband enough to enjoy it?”

Korin reached up for her head. It was his fantasy to fuck her face, though she never let him before. For their wedding night, she was willing to do anything for him.

Of course, there was some limitations. She rolled the printed plastic in her hand and nodded, a thrill rising up as she prepared to torture him a little further. “Yes, Husband.”

As he ran his hands through her black hair, pulling the ends from where they tickled along her shoulder, she moved. Reaching up, she stretched the plastic ring wide and slid it down his length. It only took a heartbeat to press it against the base and release it.

Automated circuitry activated and the plastic tightened, pulling taunt around his base.

Korin shuddered and gasped. “What—?”

She silenced him by kissing the tip of his cock. As the salty taste of his precum, she opened her mouth and enveloped the entire head until her lips sealed around the ridge of his glans.

His words ended in a long, shuddering moan. “Oh… you fucking bitch…” but there was no anger in his voice, only hunger and lust. He chuckled and his cock bobbed again.

She pulled her mouth off, her body growing hotter with her own need. “Well, I think it would be a proper wedding gift to let you do what you want. So, how much do I have to tease you to have you take advantage…”

Dina kissed his cock head, parting her lips around it and leaving a faint smear of her lipstick when she pulled off, she said, "… for you to use any hole?”

He wrapped one hand around the back of her head, pulling her closer. “Part of the fun is coming though. You seemed to have ruined that part… wife.”

“It’s programmed to dissolve when I come,” she said with a grin. “So you better be really fucking good—”

His cock slammed into her mouth before she could finish speaking. It slid across her lips and she opened her jaw to welcome it as her nose was crushed up against his pale abdomen. The heat and pressure was intense and she almost came just from being penetrated for the first time in days.

Korin pulled out an inch and thrust his cock back into her mouth. The wet heat slipped along her tongue and it tickled the throat. The salty tang of his precum flooded her mouth and she gulped down on it.

His balls slapped against her chin, the soft skin caressing her lip. The smell of sweat and his excitement flooded her mouth. He groaned and gripped her head tighter between his palms before pulling and thrusting. The steady thump of his base against her lips, the balls on her chin, and the tickle of his cock head at the back of her throat grew more intense with every passing moment.

With every slurp, his shaft glistened with a thick layer of saliva. Strands of it coated her lips and chin. More of it hung down from his cock and dangled along his balls. She loved the sound of his wet slurps as he fucked her face. It would only be a matter of moments before she felt it between her legs.

Unwittingly, she reached down. Her fingers stroked along her nipples and along the curve of her breasts. The touch was electric but she couldn’t help herself as she grabbed one nipple and twisted. The sharp pain flashed through her body, emphasizing the pleasure of the hard cock driving in and out of her mouth with rapid, wet thrusts.

His cock was swollen as he drove into her. The head was so thick that it no longer had wrinkles, only a smooth helmet. She could feel how badly he wanted to come, not only from the hardness that thumped on the back of her throat but the way he shook as he held her head. The steady beat was frantic and driving, pounding into her with breathless speed.

She moaned around him, parting her jaw just to enjoy the wet thrusts. Her entire body shook with the impacts. Leaning forward on the bed gave her a sense of helplessness, a feeling she didn’t normally enjoy but in that moment, it was an erotic rush that beat in her ears.

Korin’s fingertips dug into her head. “Oh, Baby. Oh… wife, wife wife…” With every word, he thrust into her. His cock was swelling and thick in her mouth, drooling precum until it poured out of both corners of her mouth.

Her fingertips trailed further down. She tried to resist touching herself. She knew she was also only seconds from an orgasm herself. Her clitoris and pussy were aching her her touch, a sharpness of lust that seared her senses and hovered right on the edge of exploding inside her.

Dina peeled her fingers away and curled them up. She tried to concentrate on the cock fucking her face and the beautiful husband that rode her. She looked into his brown eyes and felt him almost explode with an orgasm of her own.

With a whimper, she pressed her hand against her pubis. Carefully to keep her fingers curled up in a fist, she strained not to touch herself. She could feel the heat radiating from her cunt. Her pussy drooled down her thighs and into the blanket, soaking it without touching her. But she wanted to. She wanted to finger herself as fast as she could.

“Oh, Baby,” whispered Korin. “You are so pretty. You are so… so beautiful.” He grunted as he pounded her fact, driving his cock deep into her mouth. His hardness lengthened his cock and it thumped on the back of her throat.

Starting to gag on it, Dina accidentally stretched out her fingers. Her fingertips caressed against her aching vulva and she felt the heated slickness that coated her folds. She fought the urge but it was too late. With a choking gasp, she shoved two fingers into her pussy.

It was all it took. Days of teasing and edging had pushed her right to the edge and beyond. The slickness of her own pussy, the anticipation of the night, and teasing her husband kept her hovering on the edge of an orgasm.

A ripple of pleasure raced along her veins, right on the edge of agony and ecstasy. It tensed her muscles and filled her with a surge of lust and joy.

She kept choking on his cock. Her husband’s cock. It pounded her face and drove deep into her mouth with wet, slurping strokes. She swallowed his precum as much as she could but she couldn’t do anything else without breaking the tableau of their orgasms.

His grip tightened almost to the point of breaking bones. With a load groan, he slammed hard into her face. And then suddenly there was cum pouring out of his cock. It splashed against the back of her throat and she choked on it. More of it flooded her mouth, spurting out around her lips wrapped around her husband’s shaft.

Korin cried out as he jammed his spurting cock deep into her mouth and held it there. Surges of cum poured out, flooding her mouth until there was only way it could go.

She desperately swallowed, drinking his salty come in desperation to keep breathing. It poured into her stomach, hot and gurgling.

Shuddering, Korin released her head. Stagging back, he pulled his hot shaft from her lips. A few spurts of cum splattered against her face before his cock finally went limp. “Oh, Baby.”

Dina coughed a few times to clear her throat. She reached up to wipe her lips but her hand came back completely coated in cum. She looked at it for a long moment. Then she slowly drew up her other hand which was dripping with her own juices.

She looked up at him. “I love you.”

He smiled and wiped her cheek with her thumb. “I love you too.”

Dina started to invite him to continue fucking her but weakness sapped her strength. The hours of preparation, ceremony, and the parties afterwards ground down on her. She yawned and the world spun around her.

“Baby?”

Her pussy still ached for cock. She wanted it, needed it. The orgasm that ripped through her had left her humming with pleasure but her body still craved the powerful release that days of teasing had built up. Her small orgasm was enough to trigger the sensors on the biocircuit but not enough to leave her sated. She fought exhaustion and her lusts.

His face softened. “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to…” He stopped with a yawn of his own. "… didn’t mean to blow my load.”

She smiled up at him. “It’s okay. Let me,” she paused as the a wave of exhaustion hit her, “let me get cleaned up and we can go to bed. We have a busy day tomorrow.”