Where it happened: our bedroom
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 7
Category: Straight
Well, I was proud of myself.. I waited for marriage. My first time was with my husband, John, on our wedding night, in our own bed.
Well, any of you who have ever planned a wedding, especially a larger one, know how overwhelming it can be, and how all you want toward the end is just to run off and get it over with, to be with the person you are marrying. We were both completely exhausted from the planning, so by the time our wedding day came, we were so nervous and anxious about the ceremony going off without a hitch, although relieved to have the planning over with, that I wasn’t even thinking of that night.
Well, the wedding was beautiful… it turned out just as we’d wanted it to. We had the wedding in this small church near where we live.. it has wooden floors and pews, and it was in the fall, so the flowers were the colors of the leaves outside. It was a candlelight ceremony, and just magical. It seemed that the ceremony part went by quickly, although I know it lasted about forty-five minutes or so. I didn’t even take notice of the other people in the church. At the reception we danced and laughed and talked, and all of the planning had been worth it.
Our wedding was in the late afternoon, at six, and so the reception wasn’t over until almost ten-thirty. We had planned on going to a nice hotel or something for our wedding night, but while we were dancing, I asked John what he would think of spending our first night together in our home… we had moved in earlier that week and had the furniture set up. He thought about it, and we decided that it would be nice.
It wasn’t until we left the reception that I started to get nervous. I decided that most people were nervous their first times.. it wasn’t his first time, but he seemed nervous, too. So we got to the house, our house… and we took in our things we had packed… he went into the bathroom while I unpacked some of my things… I then lit the candles we had all around the room, which made it beautiful… we have wooden floors and a wooden sleigh bed, so the light was reflected lightly. I could barely light them, I was so nervous. He came out of the bathroom in just pajama bottoms. I went into the bathroom with my bag. I freshened up my makeup and took my red hair down from how I’d had it for the wedding.. and then slipped into the short, white nightgown I’d bought for the night. I stared at myself in the mirror, nervous as I’d ever been in my life. Then a bright light suddenly caught my eye. It was my wedding band on my left hand. Looking at that calmed any fears I had and even alleved some of my nervousness.
I put on a little more perfume and walked into the bedroom. John was looking out the window at the moon. I just stood there watching him for a moment. ‘This is the man I’m going to be with for the rest of my life… ‘ I walked slowly over to him, standing behind him, and leaned onto him slightly, looking at the sky with him. He turned to look at me. Immediately I could tell he liked what he saw, which was a relief to me for some reason.. I am kind of flat-chested and have been self-conscious about that. He leaned toward me and nuzzled my neck slightly, breathing in… working his way up, kissing my neck and just behind my ear… then he looked into my eyes, pulling me closer to him. I put my arms around his neck and he kissed me, softly at first, then a little more firmly.
His hands caressed my backside, and suddenly he stopped kissing me and picked me up, carrying me over to the bed.. he stopped just next to it and put me down, kissing me more. Some music was playing that he’d put on, and he stood behind me, rocking gently to the music. I leaned back into him, feeling him press against me, aroused. I sighed, and he began to kiss my neck and shoulders, as he did so, sliding the straps of my nightgown down off of my shoulders. The feeling of his lips was excruciatingly arousing, and I turned to face him, my gown still clinging to my body. I pressed myself to him and kissed him.
He pulled away slightly to take off his bottoms, and kissed me more passionately than ever, sliding my gown off of me. We leaned back and laid on the bed, my nervousness nearly gone with the feeling of his body on mine. I pulled him closely, tightly, and I whispered into his ear that I loved him. He looked at me, and his hand slid down, and by this time I was more than ready for him. He entered me slowly, and I think I stopped breathing when he did. It was amazing. Suddenly I felt some pain, but it was more than pain. It was a pain that, while it hurt, I didn’t want him to leave me. He kissed me for a while as I adjusted to having him inside of me. Then he began slowly rocking back and forth, and I started moving with him. I was amazed how naturally it seemed to happen. He lifted my legs up, which seemed to neutralize the pain, and he entered me deeper. After some time, I came quietly, and he came seconds later.
We laid there in each others’ arms for a long time, and then moved up to the head of the bed. We made love more than once that night and the morning that followed. The next day, we took a shower together and had lunch together and walked around our house, admiring the work that had been done on it.. we had had it built overlooking a small lake. Later that week we even went skinnydipping. The whole week was wonderful. I strongly recommend waiting. It made it even more amazing knowing we had, and he is still as romantic today as he was then.
Not only did we have this wonderful time in our house, but now we are expecting our first child in July of next year. I hope you all can find someone who makes you as happy as John makes me. God bless.
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