Raped virgin bride by PO469

Raped virgin bride by PO469

FMMMMM Paul and I had been going together for about four months. He is 30 years old and quite a hunk. He is six feet tall and weighs 170.

He has brown hair and dreamy brown eyes. About a month ago he asked me to marry him and I said yes. My name is Brenda.

I am 19, 5’5″ and weigh 120#. I have long red-brown straight hair and many people have told me that I am very pretty. We live in a small town in New York.

I am still a virgin but I know that Paul is far from it. He has told me that he has had many girlfriends before me but that he is in love with only me. We love to kiss and hug and cuddle.

I let him expose and suck on my tits which are a firm 34C and put his hands into my panties and play with my clit and pussy and bring me to orgasm but that is as far as I have let him go. It made me so hot and wet that I wanted to let him fuck me every time he did it but I was saving myself for marriage. I knew it was going to be wonderful.

Our wedding was in a small church in our town and the reception was in the town meeting hall. There were about 30 people there between family and friends. There were six of my girlfriends that I spent a lot of time with and the four guys from Paul’s bowling team.

We had a buffet dinner and an open bar. There was quite a bit of drinking but nobody got stupid drunk. We danced and talked and collected our wedding gifts.

About 6pm Paul and I left for our honeymoon. We had been given a condo on the lake at the resort about 30 miles from home, for three days. We went into the condo – Paul carried me across the threshold.

The first thing we did was to go out on the balcony and look at the lake. It was summer so it was still light. Then we came back in and lit a fire in the fireplace, put on a cd of soft rock love songs and opened the bottle of champagne that the resort had put in the condo for us.

We sat in front of the fireplace and sipped the champagne and cuddled and kissed the longest deepest kisses we had ever shared. Paul put his hand on my breast and squeezed and rubbed it. It felt even better now that we were married.

“Tonight is the night I make you a woman” he said. I knew that tonight I did not have to hold anything back, nor did I want to. I was so ready to have Paul’s cock deep in me as we made love for the first time.

Paul whispered to me to stand up and undress for him. I stood and dancing slowly to the music, I undid my wedding dress and dropped it to the floor and stepped out of it. Paul tossed it into a chair on the other side of the room.

I continued by reaching back and unhooking my bra. I slid it down my arms and put it on top of Paul’s head. Paul leaned forward and gently kissed each of my tits.

That made my whole body tingle. Then I put my hands inside the sides of my thong panties and bending over slid them and my stockings down and stepped out of them. The rest of my cloths joined my dress.

This was the first time Paul, or any man, had seen my totally nude body with my small waist and flat tummy and long legs. I had neatly trimmed my pubic hair just for tonight. Paul stood up and took me in his arms and kissed me deeply while probing my tongue with his.

He broke the kiss and backed away slightly. “Now undress me, Love.” He already had his jacket and tie off and he kicked his shoes off into the corner.

I reached for his shirt and unbuttoned it and pulled it out of his pants and dropped it to the floor. Then I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. I kneeled in front of him and pulled his pants and underpants down to his ankles at the same time so he could step out of them.

For the first time I saw Paul’s wonderful cock. This wonderful thing was going to be mine for the rest of my life. It sprang out right in front of me.

It was rock hard and almost pointing at the ceiling. It was a little over 6 inches long and a little bigger around than a broom handle. The size was not a surprise as I had often felt it as I rubbed him through his pants while we were necking.

Every time I had touched it it was hard. “Kiss it” Paul said. I’m sure that I blushed as I could feel my face get hot.

I leaned forward and planted a small tender kiss on the tip of Paul’s beautiful shaft. “Put it in your mouth.” he said softly.

I looked up at him not knowing if I wanted to do this. “Believe me, you’ll like it.” I leaned forward again and opened my mouth a little and put my lips around the head of Paul’s pleasure stick.

I could taste his pre-cum on the tip of his cock. It tasted salty and a little bitter but not bad like I was afraid it would. “Deeper” Paul said and he placed his hand behind my head and gentle encouraged me to move forward onto him.

I decided I was going to do it just right for him and take it all in my mouth because I loved him so much. I shoved forward rapidly, intending to take every inch of it but when it hit the back of my throat I gagged and almost threw up. I had to back off and get myself back together.

Paul reached down and lifted me back to my feet and told me it was OK, that I had to take it more slowly and I would get used to it. Paul kissed me and took my hand and lead me to the bedroom. My Mom had had the sex talk with me when I was in my early teens and I had seen a couple porno videos so I had a good idea what sex was all about and I was looking forward to making love with my husband in our wedding bed.

When we got engaged, I did a couple things to be ready for this night. First, I started on the pill. The other thing was that one night I popped my own cherry with the long wooden handle of a serving spoon.

It hurt but, like I told Paul, I did not want to worry about the pain on our wedding night. Paul placed me on the king sized bed and got up next to me. We kissed and he ran his hands all over my body.

His hand found my pussy and went to work rubbing my clit and sliding his fingers into my love hole. It wasn’t long before I had an orgasm. When Paul saw that I was wet down there he moved so he was between my legs and placed his cock at the opening of my cunt.

He pushed forward just a little bit so the head of his cock was just inside me. Then with a series of gentle little pushes he slowly worked his way into me till he was fully in. I felt so full but there was no pain and it was wonderful.

Paul slowly started sliding himself in and out of me. This was what I dreamed sex would be like and it was wonderful. I hoped he would never stop but after just a couple minutes he tensed up and groaned and shot his cum into me.

I could feel his cock throb and felt his hot cum squirt up into me. Paul pulled out of me and laid down next to me. He gentle rubbed his hands all over me.

He rolled me over and startled my butt and massaged my back with his cock and balls rubbing back and forth along my ass crack. Soon I could feel him starting to get hard again. Hi rolled me back over and said, “Try sucking it again”.

He got on his knees beside my head and put his cock to my mouth. “Please go wash it Paul” I said. “No, do it now” he said, a little less than gently.

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