I sat on the edge of his bed, not sure what to think of my new husband. We’d only met that afternoon and already I wondered what was wrong with the man. There was nothing at all familiar or kind about him. His features were strong, and his face lacked any hint of happiness, unlike me, whose laugh lines at nineteen years old were the most distinct characteristic I had. I’d waited for this day for as long as I could remember. My mother had not prepared me for what I would experience tonight.

I heard the water turn off in the bathroom and relaxed as I realized he was finally getting into the bath he had drawn. It seemed like an eternity that I lay there, wondering what our first night together would be like. I closed my eyes and wondered if he would gently move a stray curl from my face, to better look into my eyes. I shivered as I imagined him slowly untying my robe. I could almost feel the silky fabric expose my nude breasts, the cool September air hardening my nipples instantly. I leaned my head to the side, giving my fantasy husband easier access to my neck, imagining him planting delicate kisses there to entice me further.


There she lay with her robe untied, rubbing her hard nipples and massaging her swollen clit. She moaned quietly. I couldn’t help but moan in sync with her. She was slightly hidden by the sheer white curtains around the canopy, but to my delight, the wind blew through the open balcony doors, exposing my virgin bride. I didn’t realize my relaxation bath would mean leaving my woman to pleasure herself. I stepped forward, opening the bed curtains wide and said in a whisper, “My love, may I join you?”

She sat up, startled, pulling the robe tight across her chest, stealing away my view of her youthful breasts. “I didn’t realize you were finished in the bath, please excuse me,” she said, embarrassed. With that, she got up from the bed and moved toward the bathroom.

As she swept past me, I could smell her sweet scent calling me to her. I could feel myself getting hard, my cock pushing itself against the soft satin of my own robe, and went to sit on the edge of the bed. I watched the minute hand on the clock tick as I imagined the feel of Sarah’s tight, wet pussy engulfing my already throbbing cock. I wondered how long I would last with her full breasts bouncing against my skin. I wondered if her long brown hair would be left down, wild and feminine. I decided it would, I decided I would pull out every last pin from her hair before I allowed her in my bed. I wanted my virgin bride and I wanted her now.


I quickly brushed my teeth in the bathroom, pacing back and forth wondering what Erik’s face had meant. He’d caught me pleasuring myself in his bed. He’d opened the curtains, scaring me half to death. The look of pure carnal hunger on his face was both intimidating and electrifying. I checked my face in the mirror, ensured that my hair was still perfectly pinned in place. He would want me to look perfect, not some mess of a woman, right? I wondered for a second what it would be like if he stormed through the door, lifted me onto the counter and took me right there, face to face, watching himself in the mirror pound his rock hard cock into my dripping wet pussy again and again. I blushed and decided that was enough color for me.

I stepped into the bedroom a moment later, and there he was, sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for me. He smiled, and I gasped. He was like an angel. I had been so wrong before, thinking his face could show no happiness. I realized now that he was everything I had ever dreamed of. Nervous and excited, I walked forward to my husband and questioned his emotions with my eyes. He raised a hand to tell me to stop walking and got up from the bed. He moved slowly, wordlessly towards me, stopping behind my back. I felt the pins in my hair swiftly coming loose and nearly panicked as I realize he did not want a perfectly put-together wife. He wanted me to be wild and beautiful, a Sex Goddess made just for him. The thought sent a new wave of tremors through my body and I hoped he wouldn’t notice. I leaned back against him as I felt the final pins being removed.

That’s when I felt it. I could feel his hardness between my butt cheeks. I could feel the heat radiating off his body. He wanted me as much as I wanted him. This match truly was one made by the Gods. He leaned close to my ear, kissing me there and whispered, “I want you, now.” His tone was begging, filled with need and wanting. I leaned closer to him, pulling his arms from my waist, up my body to caress my breasts. I wanted him inside of me. I wanted him everywhere, all at once. He was mine and tonight I would be his.


I hadn’t realized Sarah would be as needy as me, but the second my hands touched her breasts I was filled with a need so great I feared for her well being. I rubbed her hard nipples through the silk robe that hid them, but that wasn’t enough. I slid one hand under the robe and felt goose bumps raise on her chest as I moved my hand between her breasts and down to her stomach. I told her I wanted to see her, and feel her, and pleasure her as no man ever had. I slowly inched my hand down her stomach, into that precious place above her mound. I heard her breath catch as she anticipated my next move. But, I was not ready for that yet. I wanted to see her before I touched her. Instead of moving my hand between her legs, as we both so deeply wanted, I moved my hand to her side and turned her toward me slowly. She leaned her head to the side, allowing me to kiss her neck as I slowly removed her robe. I untied it slowly and removed it one shoulder at a time, trailing kisses after my fingers so that she could feel the soft silk, torturously slow, fall off her body. As it pooled at her feet, I was mystified by the beauty before me.

There in front of me stood the most beautiful Goddess I had ever seen. Her body was round and feminine, proving that she was everything I had prayed for all these years. Her body would love pregnancy, and her fertility was obvious. I could not wait to plant my seed deep inside her swollen pussy. She moaned as I pulled her close and pushed me away in an attempt to remove my own robe. It seemed she was as needy as me, and wanted to feel us close, skin on skin.


It was killing me to stand there naked in front of him. I wanted him naked too, I wanted him inside of me. I wanted to be sitting on top of him pushing him as far into my body as he would go. I quickly pulled his robe from his body and pushed him against the wall. He might have wanted this to be slow and sensual, but I wanted to be fucked. Hard. I wanted to feel him rail me against the wall, I wanted to ride him like a stallion. I wanted him to make love to me so violently that I would never even look at another man.

He seemed to understand me the second his back was to the wall and he began kissing me with such passion that I wondered if this was really what I wanted. But as his hand slid from my side, down my thigh, pulling my knee up so he could lift me, I realized that I definitely wanted this. I wanted all of him, and now. He quickly turned us around so that I was the one against the wall. Only he did not pin me the way that I wanted. Instead, he got down on his knees, lifting my leg onto his shoulder. I didn’t realize what he was doing until I felt this hot tongue licking my wet, swollen pussy. I was so shocked that I almost came then and there. But, I wanted him to fuck me, so I couldn’t give in yet. As his tongue flicked in and out of me, I couldn’t help but notice that his penis was getting larger. If I hadn’t seen it, I wouldn’t have thought it possible. I rubbed my breasts as I imagined it inside of me. I dug my nails into his back when he quickened his tongue strokes. I was about to cum when he stopped abruptly.


I could feel the orgasmic tremors begin when I stopped, I wanted her to last all night and I wasn’t going to let her cum yet. I planned on pleasing her more tonight than she ever thought possible. I didn’t realize I’d upset her by stopping, until I felt her hands close around my shaft. She looked at me with eyes full of loathing, and smiled an evil smile whispering, “you’re going to regret not letting me cum.” I chuckled as she pushed me back against the bed. She moved from me quickly and told me to spread my arms and legs. Out of nowhere she produced a bit of cloth to tie my hands and feet to the four posts of the bed.

She smiled gleefully as she danced above me, letting her curly hair flow beautifully over her breasts. She rubbed them and moaned and began touching herself while standing above my head. I could see how wet she was and I wanted so badly for it to be my hands inside of her. I wanted my fingers to be hitting that ecstasy button inside of her. I watched as she pleasured herself, and I watched as she laughed at me when I became harder than before. She asked me how big my cock would get, and told me that it probably wouldn’t fit in her tight pussy. I dared her to sit down and try. She laughed at me once more and said, “Not yet, my love.”

I moaned in ecstasy when she put her soaking fingers in my mouth, giving me a taste of her honey, and nearly came when she rubbed her honey over my hard cock. It felt like it was going to explode if I didn’t cum soon. I told her it hurt to watch her pleasure herself, and suddenly her lips were on my cock. I’d never had a woman go down on me the way she was right now. She was filled with lust and wanting and my cock seemed to grow ever larger as she tortured us both with her hot mouth.


I wanted nothing more than to sit on Erik at that moment, but knew I had to wait if I wanted it to be the best for both of us. As I licked and sucked his cock, I rubbed his balls, squeezing them every now and then to stop him from cumming. When he came, I wanted it to be inside of my pussy, not inside of my mouth. I tasted the sweet pre-cum on my tongue and almost chickened out. I wanted him so bad, but I wanted him to suffer for not letting me climax before. As I felt his legs begin to shake, I squeezed his cock hard in my hand and told him to hold it back. I straddled his erection, allowing only the tip to touch my wetness. I wanted him to suffer. I wanted to pleasure him better than any other woman could.

He arched his back in an attempt to end his agony, but I was too quick. I leaned up, still only allowing the tip to linger between my lips. He started to beg, telling me he would do anything, but to please end his misery. I decided it was time. First, I leaned forward and licked his nipples, biting them to make him hornier. I felt his cock flex. I moved forward more, kissing his neck just at the collar, licking my way up to his ear. I bit his ear gently and breathed one hot breath into his ear. He started panting as I was and I could smell the sweet sweat of our bodies steaming into the air. I smelled our sex, and I wanted more. I took the moment to move to his lips. I traced them slowly with my tongue and bit his lips gently. That was when he moaned a moan so needy, so full of lust that I could take it no longer. I sat back with such force that we both screamed the second his cock entered my pussy. It was the most painful and exquisite thing I had ever felt. I felt full, I felt alive, I was horny. Sure not to let his cock leave my pussy, I untied his hands so that he could join our fun. As he lifted me into the air, I feared for my sanity.


“I need to untie my feet,” I thought frantically. “I need to have my whole body so I can fuck this little demon to bits.” I lifted her off quickly and untied my feet with such force that she looked at me scared, petrified. I smiled one evil grin at her and lifted her onto my lap again. I pulled her body close to mine and lifted her up and down, letting her hard nipples rub against my chest. I felt her wild hair whipping my legs as she leaned her head back in ecstasy. I lifted my legs to get her even closer and grinded into her with a force I thought might break her. She panted loud and hard now, screaming at me, “Harder, faster, uh!” I wanted to make her cum, I wanted to orgasm with her, to shake her body so hard she would pass out. But, I wanted to slam into her differently.

I pulled her off of me and took her to the floor. I wanted the hard surface so I could get deeper into her. I lifted her legs and pulled them around my waist. I kissed her quickly on the lips and she whispered, “Fuck me, please.” That’s all I needed to hear. I slammed my cock into her as hard as I could, using the hard wood floor as my support. I could feel my hard cock pushing against the inside walls of her pussy. She was gripping me so tight I literally felt the blood moving from one end to another. I pushed and pushed, feeling my balls slam into her ass, I watched as her breasts bounced violently against her chest. I saw her hair spread wildly across the floor and nearly lost myself.


I watched him fuck me as hard as he could, but couldn’t help screaming “Harder!” I wanted him there forever and ever. I could feel his balls slapping my ass, I could feel his hard cock hitting the back wall of my pussy. I could feel the pulsing of his juices inside of his penis begging to escape. I wanted to feel his seed explode inside of me. Without warning I began pushing myself against him. I pushed him back so that I could sit on top of him. I turned myself around, giving him a view of my ass, knowing that I could get him deeper this way.

I sat on top of him, facing away, and pulled his one hand to my pussy, the other to my breasts. I told him to pinch my nipples and to rub my clit. He did as he was told. He whispered, “Harder, faster, yes, yes, yes” in my ear and I let myself have one last thrust. I pushed back against him so hard and felt my pussy explode. I leaned forward, giving him leave to pull my ass close to his cock. I felt him explode inside of me, his hot seed spreading deep in my pussy. He started thrusting again to pull every last drop from his cock. I couldn’t help but tense my muscles as tight as I could to get it all out. He pulled me close to him and I felt his body shake as he finished his orgasm.


I rubbed her breasts and clit as we both sat there on the floor panting and trying to catch our breath. Her breathing finally slowed and she got up from my cock and stood to face me. She gave me her hand and I stood as well. I watched as she sensually moved to the bed. She sat facing me and said, “Come my love, let’s do it again.” I almost ran to the bed as my beautiful new bride smiled wickedly at me, daring me to ever deny her.