" He said right off, "It covers nothing. I can see your nipples and the hair between your thighs."I flushed and instantly tried to cover those very pa...ts. "Who are you?"He laughed. "I am to be your husband."I blinked. My mind raced off. My husband? Was he serious? Is that why my father had not come? No, my father would not allow this. Was my mother behind it? I had known she wanted me wed but not like this!"You lie."He laughed."Does it matter? I have been assured of your virginity, the sons. " He cheesed and drool fell to the floor. After a minute of ogling them, I captured his hands and brought them to my tits. He immediately opened his mouth all the way and began moving his head forward and backward numerous times. I brought my hands back to his manhood. "So, do you like them?" I pondered, closing the gap completely and still rubbing his cock. "May I take your bra off, so I can feel them bare?" "Yes, help yourself." His sweaty hands slithered off my knockers and made their way. ..... This continued for the next year or two, me becoming more brazen, more daring and more sexually charged. I had just turned fifteen (f******n is the age of consent in my home country) and things turned interesting when we had our first holiday together in Spain. As soon as we arrived we were down to the pool. In my nice new bikini, me and my mum's boyfriend, dived into the pool, while mum spread out topless, sunbathing. Mum's boyfriend and I played for hours, he throwing me in the air,. The larger plug had me twisting and moving all the way back, my bum felt so strange, but I knew I had to keep it in place. I went back to work, everything being normal, except for the anal plug, it continued to feel funny in me, but when I had it out I had an empty feeling, that made me hurry so I could get it back in. Just a little over two weeks passed and on a Thursday I was on my way to my new home, just ahead of the moving company. I had sold all of my furniture, since this new place was.