The wedding was a huge success, everything went as planned and my bride was beaming. Karen looked beautiful with her sandy blonde hair cascading about her face and shoulders, so sweet and innocent. I felt light headed when I first saw her in her wedding gown. But I also felt guilty, knowing she was thinking romantic wedding thoughts, and all I could think of was how much I wanted fuck her right then and there.
I should tell you that I have been infatuated with Karen since our first date. Everything about her was perfect,everything except her insistence to stay a virgin until her wedding night. Our entire sex life to date consisted of hugging and kissing. I could not convince her otherwise and each day up to our wedding day meant me going home to masturbate. I had spent the last two years of my life obsessing over this woman, her sexuality and everything about her was intoxicating to me. Her body was a voluptuous 38D-24-34. Strangely though I found myself getting turned on by her denial of me, I wasn't sure why but it started to consume me.
I know our wedding day is a special day, a day of joy and genuine heartfelt love, but all I could think about was that this was the night, the night I finally got to have sex with Karen, to see her naked, to touch and kiss and lick those tits. The vision of her spreading her legs for me was overwhelming and I had to fight a hard-on all day. Thankfully there were so many guests that the time seemed to fly by. I was with some old friends when Karen tapped me on the shoulder and whispered in my ear that we should get going. I had the bridal suite reserved at a very posh hotel and we had an early flight the next morning to St. Maarten.
I wanted to relish the time leading up to sex with Karen, her beauty and innocence was more than I could handle at times and deep down I knew I would do anything for her. Even deeper, way into my psychic, was her feminine superiority over me. I just had not recognized it yet. As we got into the car, my excitement rose, Karen sensed it, and gave me coy little smirks all the way to the hotel. We arrived at our room and we started discussing the whole day, how everything went perfectly and how happy she was. That's when she kissed me, and stuck her tongue into my mouth. This was a first for her and I was hard within seconds. When we stopped kissing she went to her suitcase and grabbed something, looked over her shoulder, and told me she would be right back. I was left standing there in a daze from her first aggressive sexual act since I had known her. I finally came to my senses and took off all my clothes except my boxers as I pulled the bed sheets back waiting for her walk out of the bathroom.
I stared at the bed, thinking about what was about to happen here shortly. I was almost in a trance when she walked out wearing a long silky, white nightgown. For the first time, I saw her tits not encased in a bra. They were beautiful, only slightly sagging, but still firm and so sexy. As she walked to the bed, I couldn't stop staring at how they jiggled. She was so calm, so sexy as she smiled and slipped into the bed. She pulled the covers up to the knees and told me to dim the lights.
I ran to the wall and did as I was told. Slowly walking back to where paradise lay, as I slipped in beside her. She giggled as we kissed and hugged, then, I couldn't take it any more and I let my hand slide onto her breast. She moaned as I squeezed it, I wanted to devour her, to take her tits and shove them all into my mouth,but I knew I had to go slow. I started to pull the thin strap of her nightgown off of her shoulder. I saw her cleavage and my tongue was licking and sucking at the sides of her tits. I could feel her breathing getting heavy and I couldn't help it, I reached in and pulled out one of her tits. It was beautiful, so big, so firm, yet, so soft. She had big nipples and large areola that I immediately put into my mouth and began to suck like a madman. I was so hard and so excited I didn't even notice her hand slide down my stomach tug at the elastic band of my boxers.
In an instant her hand was on my cock, I stopped sucking her breast so I could revel in the moment of her touching me down there. All of a sudden she stopped, I sensed something was wrong, "What's wrong honey?" and she quickly replied, "Oh nothing baby, nothing," and she kissed me and started to stroke my dick. I went back to her tits and had the top half of her nightgown bunched around her waist. I remember staring down at her tits and thinking it was the most beautiful site I had could ever imagine. Out of nowhere, I started to feel that sensation in my balls, I knew I had to slow down, and quickly. But it was too late, she looked right at me, and said, "Oh honey, FUCK me, do it now." It was no use, hearing those words from her mouth, the way she emphasized "FUCK" while she stroked my dick, looking down at her naked breasts, it just happened, I came all over her hand.
I could tell she was shocked, and I immediately started to apologize. She tried to tell me it was ok, that she knew I would be excited, but I could just sense her disappointment. She got up and went to the bathroom and washed her hands. I watched her, my eyes still on her tits as they swayed with her hand washing movements. As soon as she was done she grabbed her nightgown and pulled it back up. When she came to bed I begged her to let me rest a bit and we could try again. She smiled at me and told me it was ok, that we had to get some sleep to make our flight in the morning. As disappointed as I was in myself, I still felt so relieved; I had played with her tits!
When I woke up, Karen had already showered and dressed. I was pretty disappointed since I was planning on a quickie before we headed off. She told me she wanted to let me sleep after that "workout" last night. She laughed as she said it and I didn't take it in a bad way, I was kind of happy she could laugh about it.
We were excited about our honeymoon, two weeks in St. Maarten with my dream girl, sex, sun, sex, beach, sex, dining, sex, gambling, sex, and more sex. Karen had dressed in island wear for the trip down there looking sexier than ever. She wore all white and I noticed she left more buttons undone than usual. I was on cloud nine thinking of her as my wife, with her new sexuality, even though technically we had not consummated our marriage yet.
I sat by the window on the plane and Karen had the middle seat. We were talking when this older man sat next to Karen. I would have guessed he was around 65 years old and had the normal extra baggage around his middle you would expect. He had a handsome, friendly face though and I saw him trying to sneak a peek down Karen's top as he sat down. I was more proud than jealous, she was my wife now, those tits were all mine.
Karen introduced us and was quick to tell the whole world we were on our honeymoon. He was happy for us, and he and Karen started talking, they really seemed to hit it off. I was fine with it all, as I really wanted to get some rest instead of entertaining Karen. In between fading in and out I could hear them talking and laughing. I was happy for her that she found someone to talk to, as I am not always the best conversationalist.
We finally arrived and as we were deplaning, Karen told me that Jack was staying at our resort. She whispered that she told him we could get together for drinks or something, telling me that he was a widow, on vacation for the first time without his wife. I just nodded approval and after we all got our luggage, Karen offered to share a cab with him to the resort. This was the first time I was not pleased, I was hoping to nibble and grope her a little bit in the cab, get in the mood, but I was the good little husband, and quickly agreed.
We arrived at the resort and I let Jack check in first, shaking his hand good bye and telling him I was sure we would see him around. Karen got a little emotional and hugged him goodbye with her tits pressing up against his chest. I asked her what that was all about and she told me how she felt bad for him, we were just starting our lives together, and he was here without his wife for the first time.
We got to our suite and we were both very impressed with the room and its furnishings. It was beautiful with a balcony overlooking the ocean. We hugged and kissed and I told her I had some making up to do for her. She gave me that coy smile and started taking off her top. I quickly undressed too, and was naked before she was. She was so beautiful, so sexy. She looked up now for the first time and saw me naked. I still am not sure what it was, but her look changed, it was so subtle though I didn't pay attention as I walked up to her, grabbed her tits and pushed her back onto the bed. We rolled around a little, my heart racing, my dick was so hard and I could tell I was ready to cum and I still had not even entered her.
I knew I had to act quickly and I got up and knelt between her legs. I pulled her panties off and got my first look at her picture perfect pussy. She had trimmed it and it looked so sexy. I wanted to stare at it forever, but I grabbed her ankles and spread her legs as I lowered myself on top of her. My dick touched her pussy for the first time and I felt that velvet, wet glove encase my hard-on. She let out a small moan as I started to pump her, but it was too much, and in about a minute I start to scream, "I'm cumming..Oh shit I'm going to cum," and I exploded inside her pussy.
I collapsed on top of her, happy that I got to finally have sex with her. She squirmed a little, almost trying to still fuck me. She definitely seemed disappointed but tried hard not to show it. We eventually fell asleep, after all, it had been a long trip. Hope you all enjoy this. Pic is how I imagine Karen.
I should tell you that I have been infatuated with Karen since our first date. Everything about her was perfect,everything except her insistence to stay a virgin until her wedding night. Our entire sex life to date consisted of hugging and kissing. I could not convince her otherwise and each day up to our wedding day meant me going home to masturbate. I had spent the last two years of my life obsessing over this woman, her sexuality and everything about her was intoxicating to me. Her body was a voluptuous 38D-24-34. Strangely though I found myself getting turned on by her denial of me, I wasn't sure why but it started to consume me.
I know our wedding day is a special day, a day of joy and genuine heartfelt love, but all I could think about was that this was the night, the night I finally got to have sex with Karen, to see her naked, to touch and kiss and lick those tits. The vision of her spreading her legs for me was overwhelming and I had to fight a hard-on all day. Thankfully there were so many guests that the time seemed to fly by. I was with some old friends when Karen tapped me on the shoulder and whispered in my ear that we should get going. I had the bridal suite reserved at a very posh hotel and we had an early flight the next morning to St. Maarten.
I wanted to relish the time leading up to sex with Karen, her beauty and innocence was more than I could handle at times and deep down I knew I would do anything for her. Even deeper, way into my psychic, was her feminine superiority over me. I just had not recognized it yet. As we got into the car, my excitement rose, Karen sensed it, and gave me coy little smirks all the way to the hotel. We arrived at our room and we started discussing the whole day, how everything went perfectly and how happy she was. That's when she kissed me, and stuck her tongue into my mouth. This was a first for her and I was hard within seconds. When we stopped kissing she went to her suitcase and grabbed something, looked over her shoulder, and told me she would be right back. I was left standing there in a daze from her first aggressive sexual act since I had known her. I finally came to my senses and took off all my clothes except my boxers as I pulled the bed sheets back waiting for her walk out of the bathroom.
I stared at the bed, thinking about what was about to happen here shortly. I was almost in a trance when she walked out wearing a long silky, white nightgown. For the first time, I saw her tits not encased in a bra. They were beautiful, only slightly sagging, but still firm and so sexy. As she walked to the bed, I couldn't stop staring at how they jiggled. She was so calm, so sexy as she smiled and slipped into the bed. She pulled the covers up to the knees and told me to dim the lights.
I ran to the wall and did as I was told. Slowly walking back to where paradise lay, as I slipped in beside her. She giggled as we kissed and hugged, then, I couldn't take it any more and I let my hand slide onto her breast. She moaned as I squeezed it, I wanted to devour her, to take her tits and shove them all into my mouth,but I knew I had to go slow. I started to pull the thin strap of her nightgown off of her shoulder. I saw her cleavage and my tongue was licking and sucking at the sides of her tits. I could feel her breathing getting heavy and I couldn't help it, I reached in and pulled out one of her tits. It was beautiful, so big, so firm, yet, so soft. She had big nipples and large areola that I immediately put into my mouth and began to suck like a madman. I was so hard and so excited I didn't even notice her hand slide down my stomach tug at the elastic band of my boxers.
In an instant her hand was on my cock, I stopped sucking her breast so I could revel in the moment of her touching me down there. All of a sudden she stopped, I sensed something was wrong, "What's wrong honey?" and she quickly replied, "Oh nothing baby, nothing," and she kissed me and started to stroke my dick. I went back to her tits and had the top half of her nightgown bunched around her waist. I remember staring down at her tits and thinking it was the most beautiful site I had could ever imagine. Out of nowhere, I started to feel that sensation in my balls, I knew I had to slow down, and quickly. But it was too late, she looked right at me, and said, "Oh honey, FUCK me, do it now." It was no use, hearing those words from her mouth, the way she emphasized "FUCK" while she stroked my dick, looking down at her naked breasts, it just happened, I came all over her hand.
I could tell she was shocked, and I immediately started to apologize. She tried to tell me it was ok, that she knew I would be excited, but I could just sense her disappointment. She got up and went to the bathroom and washed her hands. I watched her, my eyes still on her tits as they swayed with her hand washing movements. As soon as she was done she grabbed her nightgown and pulled it back up. When she came to bed I begged her to let me rest a bit and we could try again. She smiled at me and told me it was ok, that we had to get some sleep to make our flight in the morning. As disappointed as I was in myself, I still felt so relieved; I had played with her tits!
When I woke up, Karen had already showered and dressed. I was pretty disappointed since I was planning on a quickie before we headed off. She told me she wanted to let me sleep after that "workout" last night. She laughed as she said it and I didn't take it in a bad way, I was kind of happy she could laugh about it.
We were excited about our honeymoon, two weeks in St. Maarten with my dream girl, sex, sun, sex, beach, sex, dining, sex, gambling, sex, and more sex. Karen had dressed in island wear for the trip down there looking sexier than ever. She wore all white and I noticed she left more buttons undone than usual. I was on cloud nine thinking of her as my wife, with her new sexuality, even though technically we had not consummated our marriage yet.
I sat by the window on the plane and Karen had the middle seat. We were talking when this older man sat next to Karen. I would have guessed he was around 65 years old and had the normal extra baggage around his middle you would expect. He had a handsome, friendly face though and I saw him trying to sneak a peek down Karen's top as he sat down. I was more proud than jealous, she was my wife now, those tits were all mine.
Karen introduced us and was quick to tell the whole world we were on our honeymoon. He was happy for us, and he and Karen started talking, they really seemed to hit it off. I was fine with it all, as I really wanted to get some rest instead of entertaining Karen. In between fading in and out I could hear them talking and laughing. I was happy for her that she found someone to talk to, as I am not always the best conversationalist.
We finally arrived and as we were deplaning, Karen told me that Jack was staying at our resort. She whispered that she told him we could get together for drinks or something, telling me that he was a widow, on vacation for the first time without his wife. I just nodded approval and after we all got our luggage, Karen offered to share a cab with him to the resort. This was the first time I was not pleased, I was hoping to nibble and grope her a little bit in the cab, get in the mood, but I was the good little husband, and quickly agreed.
We arrived at the resort and I let Jack check in first, shaking his hand good bye and telling him I was sure we would see him around. Karen got a little emotional and hugged him goodbye with her tits pressing up against his chest. I asked her what that was all about and she told me how she felt bad for him, we were just starting our lives together, and he was here without his wife for the first time.
We got to our suite and we were both very impressed with the room and its furnishings. It was beautiful with a balcony overlooking the ocean. We hugged and kissed and I told her I had some making up to do for her. She gave me that coy smile and started taking off her top. I quickly undressed too, and was naked before she was. She was so beautiful, so sexy. She looked up now for the first time and saw me naked. I still am not sure what it was, but her look changed, it was so subtle though I didn't pay attention as I walked up to her, grabbed her tits and pushed her back onto the bed. We rolled around a little, my heart racing, my dick was so hard and I could tell I was ready to cum and I still had not even entered her.
I knew I had to act quickly and I got up and knelt between her legs. I pulled her panties off and got my first look at her picture perfect pussy. She had trimmed it and it looked so sexy. I wanted to stare at it forever, but I grabbed her ankles and spread her legs as I lowered myself on top of her. My dick touched her pussy for the first time and I felt that velvet, wet glove encase my hard-on. She let out a small moan as I started to pump her, but it was too much, and in about a minute I start to scream, "I'm cumming..Oh shit I'm going to cum," and I exploded inside her pussy.
I collapsed on top of her, happy that I got to finally have sex with her. She squirmed a little, almost trying to still fuck me. She definitely seemed disappointed but tried hard not to show it. We eventually fell asleep, after all, it had been a long trip. Hope you all enjoy this. Pic is how I imagine Karen.
