The usual warnings apply here:  This is just a fantasy.  It is fiction.  The characters are fiction.  If you are a minor or it is illegal to read sexually explicit material in your area, please leave now.

This is my first attempt at writing erotica.  I hope that you enjoy it.  You may direct comments, questions, praise (!!!) to me at PsykkoZakk@krock.com

The Wedding Night
By PsykkoZakk

We were not like other couples, Lindy and I.  No one else that we knew of had managed to hold on to their virginity until they got married and, yet, somehow both of us had.  I smiled as I thought to myself, that was why Lindy and I had married so quickly.  Neither one of us could stand to wait another minute to savor each other's bodies.

But now, now that we were actually married and back at our hotel room for the night I found myself racked with nervousness.  Lindy was in the bathroom bathing and changing into a special negligee she'd allowed him to choose in the weeks before their wedding.  I'd gotten hard just thinking about it those long weeks, beating his meat and frantically wishing for this moment.  This moment that was about to happen.  The moment that I would actually see Lindy in the negligee and out.  When I could actually come inside of her instead of inside an old towel.  The fantasies started up again and I found myself stiffening.  I just hoped that I would live up to her expectations, that I would know what to do.  I'd gotten plenty of tips from friends, guys I worked with, my father and brothers, but it's not something I'd ever done before.  What if I did something wrong?  Or worse yet, what if I hurt Lindy?

I loved her.  How many times had I thought about that in the days leading up to the wedding?  I was sure that she was the most beautiful woman in the world, tall, wispy, graceful.  She'd been an amateur ballerina all through school and she looked the part save for her bosom.  Ballerina's were usually flat, but Lindy was softly curved, a wonderfully full C cup.  She was 5'10" and weighed a slight 105 pounds.  I swear she is the most beautiful woman in the world.  Her blonde hair is soft, straight, golden, down to her chin.  Her eyes are large, almost poppy, but beautifully deep and blue.  Her skin is pale and her lips full.  I couldn't imagine anyone coming close to her beauty.

She came out of the bathroom while I was still daydreaming and was standing looking at me nervously.  The negligee looked even more beautiful on her than I'd imagined.  My already hardening cock stiffened further.  Lindy's glance dropped to the floor in self-conscious nervousness.  "Do you like it?"  She asked softly, raspily,  she was scared, I realized.

I moved towards her and took her into my arms, pressing her to me.  "I love it."  I whispered in her ear.  Pulling back I breathed her in.  "There's only one thing that could make you more beautiful to me right now."

"What's that?"  Her words hung in her throat and she gasped when I gripped her bottom lightly, something I'd never done.  Not only hadn't we ever had sex, but we'd no more than deep kissed.  I'd certainly never held her thin buttcheeks in my hand before.

I began to knead the soft tissue, pushing Lindy closer to my hardness.  "If you weren't wearing anything at all."  I told her.

Lindy smiled then, a wide smile, the smile that I loved where her eyes shape themselves like semi-circles and her face scrunches up.  I took the opportunity to press my lips to hers.  She opened them willingly and I moved with her towards the bed as we continued to swirl our tongues together hotly.  Finally we sank down to the king-size bed, Lindy laying down rather eagerly and smiling up at me.  I was so hard that I was ready to burst, my cock straining anxiously at the tuxedo pants I hadn't thought to take off.  

Lindy was staring at the bulge and I gave myself some release, undoing the clasp to the pants and unzipping the fly.  I also shucked my shirt so that when I came down next to my new wife on the bed I was wearing only the undone pants and my boxers.

I pressed my mouth to hers and again drank from her mouth.  Lindy was getting into the kissing more than she ever had before and I loved the feel of her tongue way back deep in my mouth.

Leaning over the top of her my hands found that beautiful golden hair and raked through it, but I realized quickly that wasn't where I wanted my hands to be.  They worked down her face, her nose, the sides of our mouths still linked together.  Farther down, her neck, and then finally where I wanted them.  I cupped Lindy's black lace covered breasts, one in each hand.  She pulled away, taking a deep breath into her lungs.  She moaned as my hands worked over her, squeezing and releasing, releasing and squeezing those soft mounds of flesh.

It wasn't enough, the squeezing.  The lace was in the way.  Lindy's lips were parted, but no words came out of them as I worked the straps of lace down off of her shoulders, slowly, touching her arms in a light, almost tickly fashion as I released her bosom from the confines of the negligee.  

I stared.  I couldn't help myself.  So many times I'd imagined in my mind what my angel Lindy must look like with nothing on and now I was actually seeing it.  Her nipples were such a pale shade of pinkish brown, larger than I'd expected, covering far more of her breasts than any centerfold I'd never sneaked a look at.  The breasts themselves were so full, but they didn't sag at all, the stood proud and erect with passion.  "Oh my God,"  I managed finally.

Lindy looked wounded.  "You're disappointed."  She covered herself with her arms.  "I know they're too big.  I'm sorry."

To big?!  Who had she been talking to?  I loved them.  "Oh, God, no, Lindy."  Her chin was dipped towards her chest and her eyes cast downward.  I lifted her chin until her eyes met mine.  "They're perfect.  I can't believe how beautiful they are."  I kissed her lips tenderly and pulled away.  "How beautiful you are."

I was rewarded with a small, shy, smile.  God, she was so sexy!  

"I love you, Nick."  She whispered.

My hands played over her breasts, now bared.  My thumb ran circles over her nipples, stopping every few rotations to pinch the tips with my thumb and forefinger.  Every time I pinched, Lindy would gasp and her body would jump slightly.  "I love you too,"  I promised her, and oh how I did.  "I always will."

Another smile and I dipped my head down to her breasts and took one of them in my mouth.  She was so warm and soft, her skin was unbelievably smooth.  Her nipple relaxed in my mouth upon contact with my warm tongue, but quickly hardened again as I teased it with my tongue and teeth.  

Lindy groaned and I felt her arms holding my head tightly to her bosom.  Her legs twisted around my hips, knotting behind me, pressing her pelvis into my hardon.  "Oh, fuck, Nick!"  She moaned.  "Where did you learn this?!  It feels so good!"

I didn't learn it anywhere.  The closest I'd ever come to scoring was one girlfriend who'd let me reach up under her shirt and finger play her nipples.  Nothing more than that.

"Just something I always wanted to do."  But I couldn't take my mouth from my Lindy's sweetness for long, certainly not to chat.  Besides, I needed to get on with it or I'd be creaming the inside of my pants before I knew it.

Lindy giggled.  I'm not sure if it was my lame attempt at a joke, or the face that my hands had just shucked the rest of her negligee from her body and found her moist wonderful pussy mound.  As my mouth suckled her breasts my hands rubbed the insides of Lindy's thighs up and down, just grazing her pussy lips each time.

Both of our breathing had gotten totally ragged now and there wasn't much talking.  Lindy kept opening her legs farther and farther and I masturbated her.  She was so wet by now that I allowed my fingers to enter her hole.  It was tight even for one finger.  I worked slowly, loosening it and found her clit by mistake.  I didn't know what it was, but, when I touched it, Lindy just about hit the roof.  "Oh my God!"  She screached.

I stopped.  This was exactly what I didn't want.  I knew that the first time usually hurt a girl and I probably couldn't avoid that, but I'd vowed long ago to make sure Lindy reached ecstasy on our wedding night and I intended to see that goal through.  "I'm sorry."  I told her.  "I didn't mean to hurt you."  

"I like when you touch it."  She told him.  "Just be gentle.  Okay?  It feels good when you're gentle."

Gentle, I could do that.  I grunted agreement, but didn't speak any words.  My hands continued working her and she got wetter and wetter the longer I went on.  I could slide two fingers up now, but they touched her hymen and wouldn't go any father.  She was grinding me closer and closer and her legs had me wrapped in a death grip.

Moving my lips away from her nipples, I kissed down her taut stomach, stopping only a minute to tongue her belly button and finally landed on her mound.  I inhaled her.  She smelled so sweet.  I wanted to taste her, but my dick couldn't hold out that long.  It was already twitching and leaking loads of precum in my pants.  

"I need to,"  I breathed, and Lindy released her legs.  I didn't finish my words, merely stood up and let the pants fall to the floor, followed by my briefs.  I stood before her and her mouth gaped.  My dick is pretty big, nine inches long and about as thick as a Polish sausage when it's erect as it was then.  My balls hung low, like a pair of plums and they swaggered back and forth from my movement.

"Do you like it?"  I asked, climbing back into the bed.  I was leaning over the top of her now, positioning myself to take her.

"I love you."  Was her answer, but I could see the fear in her eyes as I moved my cockhead between her pussy lips.

"I promise I'll be careful."  I told her, gently kissing the tip of her nose.  

I wanted her to touch my cock, wanted her to suck it, wanted to eat her pussy, but that would all have to wait.  My dick needed to fuck her and it needed to fuck her now.

Swaying forward and back, I managed to get the head of my dick into her tight hole.  I was surprised at the amount of resistance I felt already.  Lindy grunted a few times as I made small thrusts deeper into her.  I felt my cockhead collide withher hymen.  "Honey,"  I told her softly, steadying myself.  "Here's where it's going to hurt you.  I'll try and be gentle, but it will hurt.  It'll only be a little while though and then it'll feel really good.  Okay?"

She looked up at me, deep blue eyes wide with fear.  "I trust you."  

Lindy said the words and I made a quick hard thrust, breaking through her hymen.  She cried out loudly and gripped me tightly to her, her nails digging semi-circles into my back.  I felt the blood from her hyman running down my shaft and acting as a lubricant.

I waited until she opened her eyes again and then I began pumping.  Back and forth, almost pulling out each time, but not quite.  My dick was quivering and the feeling was better than I'd ever gotten when I jacked off.  Her tightness didn't end and each inch I shoved up inside of her felt like heaven.  Finally all nine inches were in.  Lindy was still crying.  I kissed away her tears, but couldn't bring myself to stop.  Quickening the pace I felt my balls smack into her ass and it was unbelievable.

All at once she tightened further, spasming around my shaft.  She was moaning.  "Oh, fuck!  Oh, fuck!"  She kept crying out and I knew that she was cumming.

My balls welled up as she spasmed around me and then I felt it as my thrusts became lightening quick.  The cum flowed up through me seeding Lindy's womb with my love.  One squirt, two, three.  The cum stopped and I collapsed on top of Lindy, my wife.  Our eyes met and we smiled.  I think our marriage will be a happy one.


