This is the story, as told to me by my lover (the girl in this story) of her first time. Names are omitted to protect the innocent (really?) parties.
She and he had been dating on and off, but then they got serious and he asked her to marry him. She said yes. Before they got engaged, and after, they had been getting into some seriously heavy petting, to the point of being totally naked with each other. But she had always stopped him from “going all the way” as a) she was scared of falling pregnant (they had no form of birth control at that point, but she went onto the pill a month before the wedding), and b) she had vowed to herself that she would walk down the isle at her wedding in white knowing that she was still pure and whole.
Anyway, the wedding took place (very romantic- he sang to her) in the church (my wife and I were invited). The reception was fun- good food, good company, good music, good dancing- and then it was time for the happy couple to leave on their honeymoon. As they were leaving she told a relative that she was scared, scared of her expectations etc, as tonight they were going to go all the way, to make love for the first time. Their first night as Mr. and Mrs. was going to be spent in a hotel set in a recreated old gold mining town. They arrived at the hotel they went up to the room. It was already late evening and raining. They unpacked and she went to the bathroom to freshen up and change into the lingerie that she had bought specially for this night. She ran herself a bubble bath and climbed into it. She relaxed for about 30 minutes in the bubble bath, lying there thinking over the day’s events, what was going to happen next, and how her life was going to be now that she was married. She got out of the bath, dried herself and rubbed cream all over herself (she always did this to keep her skin soft and smooth- and believe you me, it is!). Then she put on the lingerie. This was it, the time had come! She came out of the bathroom and found her new husband lying on the bed…
…lying on the bed in his sleep shorts watching sport on tv! She approached him and he switched the tv off. After about 10 minutes of foreplay their clothes were off and he was lying on top of her. His semi-hard dick prodded and poked at her virgin pussy. Then he started grunting and tensed up. He relaxed and rolled off of her. “Was that it?” she asked herself, “What was all the hype about? Why was I so scared?”. She didn’t feel him enter her, although he did. She didn’t feel him in her, although he was. She didn’t feel him come, although he did. She didn’t feel his cum in her, although it was. And she didn’t come close to having an orgasm, although she could have (she had before). She felt nothing…and was totally disappointed and let down. And to make it worst, he switched the tv back on!
Over the years she realized that sex with him was boring and uneventful, and the only way she could have an orgasm with him is if she was on top and in control. She never came when he was on top. He could never hold out and came as soon as he entered her. She never felt him shoot his cum into her. She was never stimulated by him. Sex was a let-down, nothing like she had envisaged it to be.
Nine and a half years later our affair started, and we had beautiful, meaningful, passionate, erotic, wonderful, explosive sex again and again- just what she had always wanted, and expected “making love” to be! (Read about our beautiful and memorable first time at #45256). i’m so glad that I was the one that showed her how beautiful making love SHOULD be! Babes, my HP, I love and miss you tons! Yours forever, TMO
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