I Didn't Want to Get Married

I had never felt such physical release and transcendence as I felt then, being with my beautiful, new bride for the first time. But as I panted, with my head resting on her delicate shoulder, I couldn’t help but be ashamed that I hadn’t given (Y/N) her own culmination. I felt selfish and boorish.

I kissed her quickly before holding myself up on my arms and carefully extracting my privates, making both of us gasp. “Are you alright?”

(Y/N) smiled up at me, holding my face in her hand. “Yes. I’ve never been better in my life, husband.”

I moved to lie by (Y/N)’s side, and I still yet felt the moment had been tainted by my underperformance. How churlish and greedy I had been! “I… I’m so sorry it was over so quickly, that wasn’t my intent-“

(Y/N) turned to beam winsomely at me. “-Surely you jest? I knew very well our first time of congress couldn’t feasibly last terribly long. I’d like to think it was because you were enjoying yourself?”

I chuckled as I felt my face heat up. “You have no idea! It was astonishing! A miracle! And yet, I won’t be satisfied until I’ve given you the same gift-“

(Y/N) snorted. “-But surely now you feel slothful? I thought men-“

I grinned, and moved to gently caress her ripe, resilient breast. “-Men do become lethargic once they are appeased. But I am far from such. Kiss me, my firebrand, and rekindle my fire.”

I didn’t wait to see if (Y/N) still wanted to argue in defense of my inept love-making. I just pressed my lips to hers, and was pleased when she opened her mouth to me without protest.

Knowing I would surely need a few minutes before I could properly function, I took my time romancing her anew. I loved the feel of her tongue brushing against mine, her hands tangled in my hair. I sprinkled kisses along her jaw and neck as I grasped her sumptuous globe, feeling her nipple harden at my caress. I felt downward, along her waist to her voluptuous hips.

When I nudged her thighs apart with my hand, I felt the dampness of our coupling, and it drove an urgency through my whole body. Finding her cunny completely drenched in our combined desire was incredibly arousing, it was evidence of our joining, our shared passion. When I moved to massage her ladybutton, and found it already firm and wanting, I had to shift positions as I started to swell as well!

Both of us groaned as I slid a finger into (Y/N)’s slick, inviting entrance. The torment of feeling her tantalizing womanhood just with a finger, when I knew what paradise it brought to me elsewhere, was almost too much. But I feared being overly aggressive with my affections. I didn’t want to cause her any more pain.

The sweetness of the torture that came with feeling (Y/N)’s hot, wet sheath around my finger was growing overpowering, when I felt her own grip close along my length. I had to break our kiss to grunt, her touch was so fine.

I glanced at her, and was so surprised to find her smirking at me, I momentarily stopped. “I… I’m sorry, is everything alright? Does this hurt?”

(Y/N) squeezed my member, making it twitch as a powerful bolt of need ran through my whole body. “It does not pain me at all! I was just surprised at how quickly you seem to have recovered.”

I felt myself blush yet again. “You are so comely, so enticing… I can’t help myself. Just ignore it and let me pleasure you-“

(Y/N) shocked me by sitting up and protesting vehemently. “-Absolutely not! If your manhood has recuperated, then I insist you put it inside of-“

Just then I noticed a tinge of blood on my fingers, and panicked. “-God! Are you alright? I didn’t mean-“

(Y/N) smacked my hand aside. “-Pfft! Such things are simply a matter of course! Now, unless you no longer desire me, I demand you ravish me again!”

I shook my head, awestruck at my new wife’s tenacity. “I’m merely concerned about causing you discomfort.”

(Y/N) cocked her head at me and gave me an indulgent smile. “How, then, can I best put you at ease?”

I was momentarily distracted as I felt (Y/N)’s nimble fingers working my shaft anew. “I… uh…” I struggled to maintain focus. “Perhaps you could be in the superior position, it would give you control over-“

(Y/N) flashed a beautiful, wide grin. “-Done! How is this accomplished?”

I moved to lying on my back as she watched me attentively. “You would have to sit astride me, and move for us. I’ve only seen it; I don’t really know the detailed mechanics.”

The moment (Y/N) straddled my pecker, and I felt the heat of her womanhood against me, I decided it had been a brilliant idea! “Like this?”

I nodded energetically, over-eager. “Yes, but you must put my…“ I grunted as I felt her grab hold of my length and rub the crown against her very heart. “Ahhhmm…”

Both of us cried out as I was abruptly seated partway in her snug, little sheath. Instinctively I reached for (Y/N)’s delightful breasts as I thrust upwards a bit with my hips before stopping myself. “A-Are you alright? Does it hurt?”

(Y/N) ignored me. “Yes, I see…” Then she took my breath away as she rocked her hips above me, plunging me deep inside of her, then pitched herself forward, drawing me partly out. “Like this?”

I nodded enthusiastically. “God, yes! Yes!” I was aghast at the sensation (Y/N) teased from my body as she kept moving above me! I gripped her breasts and held on for dear life!

She was so taut around my phallus, her hot channel clasping me firmly, and so beautiful atop me! I had thought nothing could best the sensual gratification I had reached with her earlier, but I had been wrong!

(Y/N)’s face held a deep flush, and I couldn’t mistake her expression: she was finding gratification in our union! Her brow was drawn downwards in concentration as she began to pant, her arms placed on either side of my head.

I moved my hands to her hip and delightful rump, squeezing as I luxuriated in her rhythmic pumping. She changed to position herself closer to me, and her breasts drew across my chest with each of her movements, thrilling me to my core!

Too soon, I started to feel that dire need, that building of pressure that begged for relief. I didn’t know if I should try to slow (Y/N) or encourage her to go faster, I simply didn’t know!

She was so firm around me; it was an excruciating, delectable torture! I started to tremble as I knew that, presently, all would be lost, and I would-

(Y/N) moaned stridently, and her cunny seized me so firmly, I was sent irrevocably towards my culmination! Her face was impassioned as I felt her sheath clasp me again. With a start, I realized my wife had climaxed! As her womanhood grasped me yet again, I groaned as she finally coaxed my seed from me.

I felt complete gratification, total and utter rapture beneath her. I was entirely vulnerable in my exhilaration and joy, but I surrendered to it wholly. I had never experienced anything to match that sensation. The feeling of meeting my end, brought about by my new bride meeting hers, was matchless.

Briefly, I saw stars, before I felt (Y/N) collapse on my chest. Moments later, in a haze of contentment, a thought came to me, unbidden, that startled me.

I gently wobbled, to get (Y/N)’s attention. She looked up at me lazily, still panting. “I… Unless I’m mistaken… I think I’ve fallen in love with you.”

I felt nervous when (Y/N) didn’t respond immediately, but, instead, pulled herself off of me, eliciting gasps from us both, before moving to lie by my side. Still anxious, I offered her an arm, and was pleased when she laid her head upon my chest.

I was doubly pleased when she kissed my jaw, and triply pleased when, at last, she spoke. “Well, I certainly hope you’re not mistaken, as it seems I am in love with you as well.”

I smiled, euphoric and blissful. “Well! Convenient we are married, then!”

(Y/N) chuckled. “Indeed, my handsome, clever husband.”

I chortled. “So you are glad to have married me, then?”

(Y/N) shot me a fiery glance as she beamed up at me. “Oh… I suppose.”

*The End*

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