Where it happened: honeymoon
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 6
Category: Straight
Waiting for the perfect man wasn’t that difficult for me. Waiting, once I found him, was nearly impossible.
We’ll call him Peter.
Peter was the most intense and unusually beautiful man I had ever met. I was drawn to him in a way I had never been to anyone before. We had been acquaintances for three years. We met on intellectual, spiritual and physical ground. Two months later I knew that he was The One.
We fooled around quite a bit before we were married. Chemistry like ours is difficult to resist, 🙂 He had been with two girls before me and regretted it deeply. I, however, was a virgin and, while I wish that sex was something that we shared exclusively between us, I was also glad that he knew what he was doing. And, believe me, he does know what he’s doing.
He loved that I wanted to wait until I was married, and he had the night all planned out well beforehand. The wedding was beautiful but tiring, and we were thrilled to be alone together. We drove into high mountains to a B&B that my cousin and her husband run. It was late when we arrived and we were exhausted, so we just collapsed into each others arms in bed.
About an hour before dawn we awoke and held each other for a short while. My cousin had filled the bedroom and bathroom with tall pillar candles, and Peter lit them. We undressed each other.The first red hints of dawn were creeping over the mountains when Peter lifted me into his arms.
We began by kissing each other softly, and then more deeply. I kissed his throat and he kissd my eyelids and then lightly kissed his way down to my breasts. He teased me by kissing everything but my nipples. Finally he licked them slowly and with the flat of his tongue, and took his time sucking them gently and then harder, making tight circles….I returned the favor, lightly flicking his highly sensitive nipples as he ran his warm strong hands around my waist and over my hips. I continued until he laughed and begged me to stop. But then I continued kissing his chest and kissed a trail down to his belly, and then down to his inner thighs, lightly licking the crease of his hip. Eventually I slid the head of his penis into my mouth and gave it one long hard suck while squeezing his shaft. He was rock hard in four seconds flat and laughed his wonderful low musical laugh as he bucked me off and rolled on top. He drew circles around my navel with his tongue while he wrapped his arms under my legs and behind. Eventually he traced circles inside my thighs. When I shivered, he used the flat of his tongue to trace the folds of my labia, and then parted my lips. I arched my hips and he raised his head and smiled at me, giving my clit one maddening lick. This continued until I had almost reached orgasm. Peter then slid one thick warm finger into me and pressed hard against the upper wall while gently sucking my clit, and I went into orbit.
By this time, dawn was creeping into the room. We ran our hands gently over each other and kissed each other deeply, the moment we’d been awaiting quickly approaching. We touched each other so lightly that we both were trembling, and then Peter wrapped me up tightly in his arms and held me. He then lifted me gently and laid me on the pillows and rolled above me. We kissed again, and then leaned back to look each other in the eye. He propped himself up and I opened my legs, wrapping my feet around his calves.
He whispered to me for a few moments, running one hot hand gently over my mons, and slipping one finger and then two into me, waiting for the relaxation of my muscles before continuing. When I was ready, he pushed gently against me, moving very slowly until just the head entered me. I yelped despite myself, and he kissed me softly, interlacing the fingers of one hand with mine. In a moment, he pushed again, harder this time, and I gasped with pain, feeling tissue tear. But he kissed me and slowly continued until we were completely joined. In a minute or two the pain had subsided, and he continued to whisper to me. I was awestruck by the way we fit together, and we began to rock gently. Knowing that I would be sore, he took slow gentle strokes, and I loved the way that my body opened for him. I had never felt so complete.
WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, for that perfect someone. WAIT till you’re married. There will never be a more perfect physical and spiritual bonding. My husband and I have an incredible sex life that is by no means tame. We have fun, and because that spiritual bonding is there, we will continue to have an amazing sex life…
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