Chapter 3 - Just a dream
As you can imagine, when I woke up the next morning from that night after the wedding, and all the drinking, that I felt awful. My head was pounding like a railroad spike being driven into hard clay. Not only did I have a hangover from hell, I felt a strange uneasiness. I felt guilty for something but could not put my finger on it thru my alcohol induced brain fog. My mind recalled the events of the night before in order to reconstruct what happened. I remembered that we went to that dance club and met the group of local men. Then, somehow, we ended up in that private party in that big house. Then I had a vision of Tammy suddenly getting gang banged on a pool table? The whole thing was just too bizarre and out of the norm for it to really have happened. I decided that it was just a bad dream from too much of that cheap Mexican tequila we were given when we checked into the hotel.
It had to be the tequila that produced that very bizarre dream of my wife being fucked by a group of strangers. No gang bang could have happened. Not possible. That is totally out of character for Tammy, and I certainly would never have allowed it. Wow, what a weird, vivid dream. I might have to find another bottle of that same brand of tequila. Maybe it will give me some more kinky ideas to use as inspiration for real sexual adventures with my new bride.
As I lay in bed watching Tammy, still asleep, she was face down with her head buried in the pillow. Her legs were sprawled out. Hips and back were slightly curved, as if she were just starting to crawl. Her naked skin almost glowed in the filtered morning light. I could see a bit of her inviting pussy that was barely visible from my angle. It dawned on me that we were on our honeymoon, and I could not remember if we had fucked yet. I couldn’t remember doing it last night when we got back to the room from that dance club. It is all so hazy. But her pussy was calling me.
I forgot all about my hangover and slid over to her. I started at her foot, kissing her toes, the bottom of her foot and then the back of her ankle. I slowly moved up to her calf and to the back of her knee, licking and kissing my lovely bride’s delicious skin. Her skin had a slightly odd aroma to it. Like sweat, but much stronger. And the taste was more powerful too. I didn’t care. We were in a warm climate, so she was sweating during the night. No big deal. I love to kiss and lick on her after we have spent the night together. I knew there would be some spot on her body, that when I reached it, she would wake up and welcome my personal attention. I continued my exploration of her body with my tongue and reached the back of her thigh. When I licked the curve of her ass, I could feel her stir, just a bit. I guess the booze really knocked her out because she would normally have awakened and joined me in this pleasure by now.
As much as I wanted to roll her over and start lapping her pussy, I decided to take my time and continue my trail of licks and kisses from the curve of her spine, and on up between her shoulder blades. I inhaled her feminine aroma, which was a mix of faint perfume, a bit of salty sweat from her dancing in the warm night air, and the familiar smell of…the smell of piss.?? I buried my face into her neck and hair and drew in a big sniff. It really did smell a lot like piss, and sweat, and …cum. My lovely wife, naked to the world, spread out on our honeymoon bed, smelled like piss and cum.
Then it hit me. I sat up on the bed as I realized that it was no tequila induced dream I had. It really happened. We really did go to a Mexican businessman’s mansion with a group of his friends last night. And Tammy really did get fucked by all those men, and it was on a pool table? My mind was racing to put the pieces of the memories together in some logical order. Segments of the action were flashing into my memory and blurring the sequence of events. She became suddenly naked for some reason, as I recall, but I don’t know how that happened. It seems like she was dressed one moment and naked the next. And then I remember her surrounded by all those half-dressed men? How did that happen? Where the fuck was I? The next thing my brain gave me an image of Tammy lying on the pool table, sucking the dick of a guy who was on his knees, while another guy fucked her. Wow. It was all flashing back to me now.
Now I remembered everything. My brain suddenly could see her straddling that guy on the pool table, and the other guy behind her, fucking her in the ass! And she was loving it! I was having a hard time processing these images that were flooding into my head. She was really digging being sandwiched together by two men. There is a name for that, but I could not think what it was called. Wait. I then remembered the guy behind her asking me something. He asked me if it was OK to do what she wanted? To do what she asked? Oh my. She wanted to suck her ass juices off his dick that was buried deep in her butthole. Holy shit. And I said OK. And she did it. And she loved it. Oh wow. Holy shit.
But the smell of urine? That was a puzzle. I remember each of those men having their way with her, and a few of them helping her off the pool table. She was about half lying/ sitting on the floor when I approached her. I was horny and needed some satisfaction after watching her sexual marathon. And I remember unzipping and wanting her to suck me off. But she looked right up at me and said no. Damn. I remember it now. She fucking said NO! to me. But not to that group of strangers. She did not say no to any of them. But she rejected me. So, I pissed on her. From foot to face. I remember blasting my piss out and soaking her. Then Tammy looked up at me, smiled and opened her mouth. She caught a mouthful of my urine and swallowed it. Then, as if we were performing some unspoken ritual, all the men in the group joined in and we all pissed on her. And she fucking swallowed the piss from each of us. It all crashed down on me in one massive memory load. Tammy was a closet piss whore and cum slut. I married a dirty, filthy slut. I was never so turned on in my life.
