Make your way to the room

“Why don't we start in the room, get unpacked,” you suggest flippantly. Jess smiles and nods. “And then you can finish what you started,” you whisper. Jess groans.

“Finish what?”

“That blowjob,” you say bluntly. Jess smiles. "Then we should get up there," she says. You both walk up excitedly, and you comment several times on her ass. She finally stops, twirls around, and looks you right in the eye. "I guarantee you'll get to see it, baby," she murmurs. As she turns to walk away, she pulls her waistband down, exposing the top curves of her firm ass, covered with turquoise panties. She pulls it up after a few seconds, but you realize the mood your fiancée is in. You hope the room meets her mood.

You aren't disappointed when you enter the bedroom. You look around and see an arched doorway leading towards the beach. As you step through the doorway, you see a king-sized bed, cut from some wood lying parallel to a window with blinds pulled open. The window reveals a blue ocean and sand beach, as well as a breakfast table on the balcony. “Oh,” Jess says. She puts her hand to her mouth and turns to you. “Nice job on the room,” she says before turning to you and grinning. "I believe I owe you a finish," she murmurs.

“Aren't wives supposed to stop giving head when they get married?” She kneels in front of you, peeling off her top without a second thought. You pull down your pants, and Jess smiles. “I mean, I guess, if we're going to get hitched, I've got to observe all those traditions. No more head,” she reaches out and strokes your cock slowly, “I should obey,” her mouth slides over the head of your stiff dick and sucks gently. She lets you slide out of her mouth “I already love you,” she says smiling and inhaling about a third of your dick, this time bobbing a few times up and down, holding your cock in her left hand. “And I guess I honor you,” she shrugs, sliding your dick into her throat with no warning. You groan again, gently stroking Jess's hair as you concentrate on the lovely woman pleasuring you.

“Take your bra off,” you say between gasps. Jess doesn't let up, but reaches behind herself and unclasps her bra with a practiced flick of her fingers. She slides off momentarily to discard the garment, but as soon as she has thrown it to the side, and resumed attacking you with fervor. “Oh wow,” you whisper. “Jess, this is incredible.” Jess lets her mouth slide off with a pop.

“You want more?” she asks, spit dripping from her mouth in large globs as she gasps. You look down at her and she grins with desire. “Let me put that thing back in my throat, John.” You groan as Jess continues the blowjob, perhaps the most dedicated cocksucking Jess has ever given.

“Jess, suck it, suck me, baby. Suck that cock, Jess.” Jess obliges, though given her focus, you realize that you won't last long, and when you look down to watch her breasts shake during her aggressive blowjob. You grunt with each thrust of Jess's head, and realize that you're being pushed to the brink. “I'm going to cum in your throat, Jess, if you keep going.” Jess immediately releases your cock. It drips from Jess's spit and she grins.

“I certainly hope so,” she whispers. With a throaty groan, Jess slides her mouth around you, slowly slipping the head of your dick into her throat. It takes less than a minute before you feel your cock jerk forward, and a large jet is the first from your cock. Jess yelps in surprise around your dick, making a high-pitched, muffled squeak. She pulls off, not out of surprise, you realize, as she grips your dick and strokes it, coaxing two more jets of cum out of your cock, landing on her left breast and collarbone and her face. The last of your cum spurts over her torso, covering her firm breasts in your sperm. She leans in and inhales the head of your cock, taking the rest of your cum into her throat and stomach. She pulls away, and the rest your cum dribbles out of your dick, ignored by both parties.

“So, how was that?” Jess asks casually, though her voice is strained from the workout her throat just received. “I wanted to make sure that I'm not one of those wives that's going to let you get away with no blowjobs. You'll get a few good sucks, John.”

“Thanks,” you say, not sure what exactly you should be saying. “The facial was a nice touch.” Jess grins, wiping her face with her hand.

“That was more for a congratulations. I figured we could celebrate in style. Don't get used to it. I'm going to shower.”