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 TITLE: Alex and Melody - A Love Story
PART: 9 of 10 -- Honeymoon on the beach.
AUTHOR: Big Al
KEYWORDS: MF rom size piv
SUMMARY: Sex on the beach.  Not the alcoholic kind.

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   Melody was the first to stir the next morning as soft sunlight streamed
through the window.  She sighed languidly, blissfully, and burrowed further
into Alex's side.  They were still lying on the bedspread, white rose
petals stuck to their forms with dried sweat; Alex was on his back, with
his arm around her, and her breasts pressed into his side, her hand resting
on his chest.

   She could scarcely believe it.  It was like a dream, a wonderful dream
come true.  Her husband!  It was real, this amazing man whom she loved with
every fiber of her young heart was really, actually, truly her husband!  It
was fascinating, feeling and watching and listening to him sleep.  His
breathing was steady and deep, his chest rising and falling gently as her
fingers tangled idly in his chest hairs.  His body, as nude as hers, was so
very large and strong and warm, and she ran her hands along his muscles,
exploring them without the obstruction of clothing.

   Melody couldn't resist feeling and exploring his manhood, of course.  A
thick long snake laying across his thigh, it twitched in her grasp, and a
low groan guttered in her sleeping husband's throat as she stroked it.  She
giggled, happily and naughtily.  Had she really fit that massive log inside
her?  A heat flushed her as she remembered it; he had felt so good, like he
belonged inside her; and she knew he did.

   There were dark hickeys all over his chest and neck and shoulders, and
she had several as well, including some on her creamy-skinned breasts.  She
licked a spot on his chest tentatively, and then began suckling, purring at
its meaty succulence.  Her husband was utterly delicious.  And the low
grunts and grumbles of passion he was making in his sleep as his manhood
twitched in her hands were equally delicious!

   He had certainly awoken an insatiable beast inside the young girl,
because even now, Melody wanted to make love to the man.  She pondered the
best way to wake Alex up and let him know his teen wife needed attention.
She could keep playing with his manhood - her personal toy now, she decided
mischievously - or...

   The 19 year old bride dug her fingers into his ribs.  Alex jerked awake,
thrashing in all sorts of odd ways as Melody giggled.  Her laugh cut off in
a heated gasp of desire as his arm reflexively clenched around her nude
young form, followed by a purring moan emanating from her plush pink mouth.
Feeling how strong he was made her so hot for him!

   She tickled him some more as he came fully awake, and he was yelping and
laughing helplessly, before he managed to orient himself and seize her in
his hands.  She squealed as his hands grasped her bare flesh and tickled
her mercilessly.  It was both tickling and erotic, even more so when he
discovered that her breasts were just as ticklish as the rest of her.

   "Ah!" Melody cried, giggling madly, her nipples becoming hard, tiny
points.  She reached her hands up into his weak spot - his armpits - and he
convulsed helplessly with laughter.  But then he seized her by the waist,
lifting her clear up into the air - she screamed with delight and hilarity
- as he rolled back onto his back, and brought her down so that her
girlhood was directly on top of his face.

   "Ooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Melody purred as Alex began lapping and suckling
greedily on her plump wet femininity.  He'd gotten some dark stubble on his
face since yesterday morning, and the way it scraped gently along her bald
nether lips felt soooooo good.  He was groaning, feasting with gusto on her
delicious girlhood, and she began bucking atop his head involuntarily,
maddened with pleasure and need as her husband ate her teenage girlhood
out.

   It wasn't long before her luscious young body locked up, and a long
guttural moan lowed out from her plump lips.  Her knees gripped his head
tightly as her sopping wet femininity clutched on his tongue and drenched
his face in her sweet honey.

   After what seemed ages, she finally relaxed, and slumped backwards to
lie back on his chest, gasping and panting.  "Ohhhhh," she groaned, "I love
you, Alex."

   "I love you, Melody Croft," he replied, and his voice was so warm that
shudders of love rippled along her body.

   "I need you, Alex," she said, sitting up on his chest and scooting
backwards till her rump pressed into his engorged pole.  "Make love to me
again!"

   He laughed throatily, even as his broad hands came up to circle her
slender hips.  "I seem to have married a tigress."

   She growled kittenishly at him, and raked her fingers lightly over his
chest, and he chuckled.  His manhood gave a definite throb into her small,
softly rounded buttocks, and she giggled triumphantly.  "You like that,
huh?" He waggled his eyebrows at her, and she raised her butt up and back
till her puffy slit was dripping dew directly onto his member, only inches
above the steadily rising pillar.  "You'll like this even better," she
promised him mischievously...

   Needless to say, they didn't rise for breakfast till much later.  When
they did, they didn't bother dressing, making a hearty homemade breakfast,
or more correctly it was a brunch, in the buff.  Sitting at the table,
gazing into each other's eyes, they fed each other, completely, utterly,
and sappily in love with the other.

   "You were right, Alex," she said between mouthfuls of hashbrowns. 
"Waiting until we were married does make it more special." He touched his
finger fondly to her button nose as she fed him a spoonful of eggs.  "But
you know what?" He raised his brow questioningly, his prompting mmm? 
muffled around his bite.  "You should have proposed to me the day we met."

   He snorted laughter, and just barely avoided spewing his eggs out of his
mouth.  Managing to swallow, he laughed.  "I should have.  I love you,
Melody.  Do you want the last sausage?"

   She reached her soft hot hand to his crotch and stroked lightly,
relishing the grunted hiss of his excitement.  "There's only one sausage I
want," she winked impishly at him.  She smacked her lips at him, then leapt
up and dashed nimbly for the back door.  "Catch me if you can!" she yelled.

   A surprised laugh erupted from Alex's throat, and he followed her out
onto the white sand beach.  The wonderful scent of brine was strongest out
here, and the ocean waves sparkled all over the horizon.  Melody was closer
to the ocean, looking playfully at him.  Her stunning sunshine hair was
whipping about in the delicious winds, and she was drop-dead gorgeous,
standing nude there, her full breasts heaving, her girlhood still plump and
glistening.  "Come on, slowpoke!" she teased him, and scampered away as he
loped after her.

   Around the beach they cavorted merrily, feet slapping in the surf. 
There was no one for miles but the two of them, and the sun was warm on
their nude bodies.  Alex reached her and caught her up in his arms,
swinging her all around as she squealed in delight.  She upturned her
angelic face, and he was unable to resist pressing a full kiss to that
plush, kissable mouth.

   As he pulled back, Melody sighed, eyes fluttering blissfully as his
wonderful musk overpowered her senses.  "Tag," Alex whispered.  "You're
it." Before she could react, he set her gracefully down on the surf and
darted away.

   "No fair!" Melody shrieked with laughter.  The gently lapping waves were
coming up under her butt and murmuring gently along her already moist slit,
and it only aroused her more as she stood up and shamelessly ogled her
husband's body.  His manhood was swinging all about as she chased him, and
his butt muscles were so firm as he loped easily away.

   Alex pretended to tire out and slow down, and she tackled him.  He let
himself be pushed down, and they fell gently back onto the sand as the
waves rolled beneath them, Melody atop his muscular body as they panted for
breath, grinning foolishly at each other.  "Gotcha!" she declared
triumphantly.

   "I'm your prisoner," Alex agreed, a twinkle in his eye.  "What are you
going to do with me, Mrs.  Croft?"

   Little shivers of delight went up and down her spine at hearing him call
her that.  She grinned back, a mirroring sparkle in her own azure gaze. 
"I'm going to ravish you, Mr.  Croft," she said, her sultry tone a oddly
delicious contrast with her sweet, accented voice.  Melody purred, her hair
blowing all about her as his hands wandered her body, and then she gasped
heatedly as he pulled her down to him so that her breasts pressed firmly
upon his muscular pecs, and their faces were inches apart.  "Mmmmmm!" she
moaned.

   "You like that?" he said mischievously.

   "Mmhmmm," she said, and lowered her head to make out with him
passionately, draping his head in curtains of sunshine and gold.  Her bare,
smooth femininity was leaving a slick stain on his chiseled abs, and she
writhed and groaned into their kiss as his hands took a full grasp of her
sweet round buttocks.

   Their lips parted, and they luxuriated in their hot breaths panting upon
each other's faces as he used his clasp of her delicious young butt to
scoot her down and lift her up till his swollen, nearly purple knob
squelched upon her dripping, puffy nether lips.  Melody's hnnngh of
guttural delight was adorably cute and and scorchingly lusty all at once,
and with another long slurpy squelch, his huge hard manhood slid easily
into her tight, sopping wet girlhood.

   She panted hot love onto his skin as he clutched her to him, cradling
her sweet buttocks in his grasp as his thick long member throbbed and
lurched inside her hot, dripping, silken sleeve.  She kissed and sucked
upon the deliciously sweaty flesh of his neck and shoulders as they made
love, relishing the rapture of feeling her husband fully ensconced within
her, buried to the hilt completely inside her luscious femininity.

   "Melody..." he groaned, his hands seemingly everywhere on her back and
butt, and she purred a kittenish moan of pleasure.

   "I...  love you...  Alex..." Her words were a young girl's passion
delivered in breathy grunts of utter ecstasy as she bucked her hips atop
him.  Their hips met in hard wet smacks as they gyrated and ground their
sweaty, wet bodies together.  The waves rolled beneath them, licking their
forms as they sun blessed their union with its warmth.

   Their shouts of wanton delight were loud and shameless, a man and girl
joined together in the most intimate and passionate of loves as husband and
wife.  Melody came, her entire body humming with almost violent rapture as
she spasmed in his arms, and Alex could not hold back, spurting hot thick
precious seed deep into his lusty little wife's core.

   Melody was in a heaven beyond describing.  The exquisite sensation of
her beloved husband's massive scepter pulsing and lurching deep inside her
hungry girlhood, spurting fat gobs of his fertile love into her as she
clutched and gobbled on his pole - the intoxicatingly masculine musk that
filled her world - his broad hands clenching on her sensitive buttocks! 
Cascades of passion crashed through her, again and again and again and
again, as her screams of young delight echoed across the ocean.

   For Alex, every sensation was magnified a thousandfold in the throes of
their shared love.  The way his muscles slicked and ground along Melody's
luscious young form as the waves rolled beneath him - the amazing briny
scent of the ocean mingling with her sweet wet fragrance that intoxicated
him into a drunken ecstasy - her femininity wrapped possessively around him
and convulsing upon his rod, even as her entire body convulsed and thrashed
in his grip atop him - her shrill cries of intense euphoria!

   They frolicked and made love on the beach and in the surf and even in
the ocean.  With only their heads and shoulders above the gently lapping
waves, Melody clinging passionately to her beloved, well-hung husband as
his toes grazed the underwater sand beneath them, her girlhood squeezing
and milking convulsively on his manhood as they celebrated the joy only a
man and young girl deeply in wedded bliss could share.

   The week passed by in ecstasy, as they made love countless times, Melody
by turns a kitten and a tigress, Alex always her strong gentle lion.  They
made love in the shower, they made love in the bed, they made love on the
sand, they made love in the surf, they made love in the ocean.

   On the last night, before they would have to leave in the morning,
Melody smiled happily up at her husband as he lay atop her.  His throbbing
rod still twitched inside her succulent velvet after pumping his ambrosial
load deep into her womb, and she sighed blissfully as aftershocks of
ecstasy shivered sweetly through her.  A full moon shone clearly down upon
their entwined forms.

   "Alex," she murmured - it was more a euphoric mewl than anything else -
"I love you so much."

   He nuzzled noses with her.  "Me too.  Here's to a lifetime as wonderful
as this week has been." Melody grinned and pressed her lips to his, and he
savored her sweet young kisses, full of the ardor and passion only a young
girl could possess for the man who owned her heart.  "Here," he said
presently, "I have a surprise for you.  Something I've been saving for
tonight."

   Alex gallantly pulled her up as he stood, and he bent to kiss her again.
"I'll be right back," he promised, and Melody playfully smacked his firm
buttock as he walked to the house.  She giggled madly as he yelped and
laughed.  "My insatiable little tigress," he grinned crookedly at her,
blowing her a kiss.  "I love you."

   He only reached just inside the back door of the beach house.  Melody
didn't know what he did, but it only took him a second or two before he
came back out and extended his hand to her.  She took it, and he pulled her
to him, their nude bodies pressing sensuously upon one another's.

   Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata began playing, pumped out from several
speakers artfully hidden around them.  Melody's jaw slackened in surprise
even as her eyebrows shot up in delight, and Alex just grinned at her as
they began waltzing.  "I had it arranged before we drove up here," he
confided.

   "I love you, Alex!" she said.  The teen girl never grew tired of saying
the words, nor of hearing him repeat them back to her, as he did just now
in response.  Every time either one of them said it, it was deep and
meaningful, as pregnant with vigorous love and passion as Melody now surely
was with their child.

   The beautiful strains echoed out across the ocean, and the couple
waltzed beneath the moon, caught up in an otherworld of love and happiness.
When the music finally played out to its end, they remained in each other's
arms, rocking back and forth.  "I can't think of a better honeymoon, Alex,"
she murmured, inhaling the wonderfully musky scent of his body.

   "Neither can I, baby," he said, drunken on her fragrance, as he always
was.

   As they began to make love again, still dancing as his manhood engorged
to enter her dripping satin valley, Melody purred and whispered to him, "We
should have a second honeymoon next year." Alex crooked his grin at her
even as their eyes glazed over with passion, his hugely long thick member
sliding slickly into her tight luscious feminine lovetunnel.

   They were back for another week at the end of the summer.

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