My wife and my wedding night is something I will never forget. We had dated and been engaged for five years and we waited for that night. So needless to say, there were many pent-up emotions and passions that were ready to come to pass.
We honeymooned at a swanky hotel about an hour away from our hometown. The hair on my arms stood on end during the whole drive. My palms were sweaty and my throat was dry. I felt as if my heart was going to beat out of the chest. All of the cliches!
We got there, finally and we went into the hotel, it was so beautiful. We checked in and got in the elevator. We were alone. I noticed how her eyes were locked on me. I quickly turned in front of her and pressed her to the mirrored wall of the elevator and pulled down my “Mr.” mask and her “Mrs.” mask as well. We kissed. My hand caressed her silhouette from her shoulder down to her thigh. My lips trailed from her’s to her neck and I felt her hand dig into my back. Then “Ding.” the elevator stopped as we reached the 5th floor. We gathered our bags and rushed to the room. It was the first time either of us had ever stayed in a suite. We tossed down our bags and ran to the room. It was a king-size bed. The possibilities were endless.
We got on the bed and started to make out and she helped me out of my jacket and vest and tie. I asked her if she was ready. She smiled said, “I want to change into something special for you.” She got off of the bed and slipped off into the bathroom with one of her bags. As I waited I took off my shoes, slacks, and shirt and laid on the bed. I was so hard, the anticipation was overwhelming. I had never been so horny in my life.
She walked in, seductively leaning on the door. Her body, the body I had dreamt of since the first time I saw her, was barely covered in a silk leopard print teddy. I had once told her I thought leopard was sexy and that is why she picked it. It was incredible, it was perfect. I got up on my knees and stretched out my hand for her, she came to the bed and I helped her onto the plush comforter. We laid next to each other. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. We kissed a long, slow, passionate kiss. After a moment I moved to her neck and my hand started to cup her breasts. Her one hand playing with my hair and the other gently squeezing my shoulder. I looked into her eyes, they were full of passion. Her lips were full and her breasts heaving as her passion took her over.
“Are you ready?” I asked.
“You have no idea. I’ve been ready. “
I slipped her silk straps from her shoulders and moved the cups beneath her chest. I looked at her in awe of her perfection. I licked my lips and she pulled my mouth to her nipple. My tongue traced her aerial. I then flicked the tip of my tongue across her nipple making an “X” pattern. I moved my attention to her other breast that I had been teasing. My lips wrapped around her nipple and I began to suck. After a moment she said something that made my cock pulsate.
“I want you inside me.”
I slipped into her for the first time and it was better than any movie scene or song ever made it out to be. I moved my hips back and forth slowly, nearly pulling out before I would glide back in. Her hands wrapped around my chest feeling her breasts as they rose and fell with deep breaths of desire. After a few moments and I was about to expose. I asked, “Where do you want me to cum.”
“Inside me! I want to feel you fill my body,” she said half out of breath.
Five more pumps and I finished. Her hands each took hold of my hair and pulled my lips to her. As I pulled out her she arched her back and let out another sigh of satisfaction.
I pulled her body close to me and we laid there in the afterglow of our love. She cupped my face and said, “Was it as good as you hoped it would be.”
I kissed her and told her, “It was better than in my dreams. This time it was real.”
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