The Wedding Reception
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Following our religious upbringing, my new husband and I did not have any premarital sex. We kissed and maybe stole some furtive touches, but we maintained our chastity. We are now just departing our wedding ceremony and are on our way to the reception. What fun!
David and I piled into the private limo and our wedding party loaded into their limo. The reception was a half hour drive, so we settled back in our luxurious setting. David has poured us each a flute of Champaign and we snuggled in each other’s arms as we sipped our treat.
My bride’s maids had thrown me a rather naughty bachelorette party. Nothing over the top, like male strippers, but with a group of quiet, shy church girls, we had a great time. We normally don’t drink much, so with a few fruity cocktails consumed, we were loosening-up a lot by the time they started giving me gifts to open. We were giggling and joking about “boys” and “sex”. A couple of my girlfriends were married, so they had the attention of the single girls whenever we needed “real” information.
Of course, I received a lot of guidance on what to do in the marital bed on the wedding night. It all sounded so strange to me. I was fascinated. Betty, who had been married for several years, presented me with a beginner’s book on sex. My face glowed bright red as they made me flip through the book, complete with photos and descriptions. I rarely looked at my own body, let alone viewed a naked man’s body! We had great fun discussing a man’s erection and how to have sex.
When I opened-up a box of lingerie, we excitedly talked about how to look sexy for one’s husband. Laurie had given me a matching white lace bra-panty-garter belt set complete with white stockings! Again, I was embarrassed. After much teasing, they convinced me to wear this under my wedding dress during the wedding ceremony. The single girls all had big eyes and the married ones just had satisfied smiles on their lips. I remember how I tingled between my legs and how, that night, in the privacy of my bedroom, I tried-on my new outfit, and yes, I masturbated!
Now, here I was in snuggle in the arms on my new husband in the limo. We kissed and I nuzzled his neck. Nibbling his ear, I whispered, “I can’t wait to be alone with you tonight…”.
I then heard a rustling, and felt his hand sliding up my stocking-covered leg. Playfully, and under the influence of the Champaign, I wanted him to discover that I was wearing my new outfit, so I didn’t push him away (like I had done many times before). I felt him hesitate when he reached the soft flesh above the top of my stockings. I giggled into his next, “you discovered my surprise!”
He answered me with a firm, hot kiss, his tongue exploring my willing mouth. (I had learned from my new sex manual book that this was called a “French Kiss”). My body was responding involuntarily to David’s advances and my womanhood was hot and wet with anticipation. When I felt his hand attempt to work under the elastic of my lace panties, I did my part and opened my legs to ease his access. This was all so new to me!
His fingers found my wetness and I heard myself moan. He started rubbing me, firmer than my light touch, but enjoyable just the same. I was lost in my rising passion and oblivious to the car ride or anything else around me. In a detached way, I could hear my moans and could feel my body responding to his touch. I was lost in my passions when suddenly, uncontrollably, I climaxed! My body shook in a spasm. I jerked a second and then a third time. Then I savagely pushed his hand away from my overly sensitive clitoris. I just laid there panting with my eyes closed and my head spinning.
David gently kissed my lips and whispered, “I think you liked that”. I smiled and hugged him to me.
After several moments, the motion of the limo brought me back to reality. In a panic, I looked around to see if anyone had seen what had just happened. David must have known what I was thinking, and said “No one can see in, including the driver. Don’t worry.”
I relaxed and smiled at the love of my life. “That was so nice…” was all I could manage. Then, “so, you like my new outfit?”
“Love it!”, he replied. “I wish we didn’t have to go to this silly reception. I’d rather get a jumpstart on our honeymoon!” I knew what he meant.
“Well, is there anything I can do for you, dear?” I asked quietly, unsure of what his response would be. “We are only half way to the reception…”
With a sly smile, David directed, “why don’t you knell down in front of me…that’s it” as I shifted off the seat and knelt on the carpeted floor of the limo in front of him. He started unbuckling his trousers and before I could protest, his erection sprang from his boxers!
I was shocked! I had seen some photos in the sex book, but I had never seen a real man’s erect penis. OMG! “What do I do?” I asked uncertainly.
“Just kiss the tip of it,” David encouraged. I had no idea what I was getting into, but I guessed that this is what was called “oral sex”, and it didn’t seem like any big deal. Besides, he had just pleasured me, so as a new wife, it seemed reasonable…
David held his erection in one hand, pointing out towards me as I knelled. As I leaned forward to kiss the glistening tip, I felt his other hand on my head and suddenly, he gently pushed me down onto his erect penis, forcing it into my mouth. I tried to pull back, but he wouldn’t let go. I couldn’t breathe!
“Relax, honey. This is all good. This is what wives do for the husbands, didn’t you know that? Now, put your hand on the shaft of my cock,” (I couldn’t believe he used that word!) “and move your mouth up and down.” With that, he guided my head and I did my best to comply and to breathe. “Good…good” he said. “Keep going…that’s it”.
He had both of his hands on my head now, and there was no getting away. The tip of his…well, cock, was silky smooth and his erection under my hand felt firm and alive. I bobbed my head and moved my fist on his shaft in one fluid motion. I complied with is wishes and did the best I could. I could tell that he was enjoying what I was doing. His eyes were closed and he was moaning.
“That’s it Jill. Keep going…yes… you are going to like what I have for you…oh! Yes! Oh!” Suddenly, his body tensed and his hips rose to push his erection into my mouth further and his hands on my head held me in place. I didn’t realize what was happening until it was too late. He filled my mouth with his warm seed! One burst came out my nose and another came out my mouth as I gagged and sputtered.
As suddenly as it started, it was all over. David’s body relaxed and his grip on my head released. I rocked back on my heels, head spinning. I didn’t know whether to be proud or horrified! I was a mess…my face, my make-up…my dress! David smiled at me. “Thanks. That was nice. I needed that”.
“You’re a mess. Sorry!” he playfully teased me. We both glanced around for something to use to get me cleaned up. I was surprised by how much of his, what…seed – Semen – Sperm there was. Not seeing anything to use, I decided to improvise. Stepping out of my white lace panties, I used them to wipe my face and dab at my dress. I even had his mess in my hair!
He looked at me attempting to clean myself and had to laugh. “Come here, hug me,” he held his arms out and we embraced. Our lips met and we kissed deeply. I felt good.
“Now, let me go so I can fix my make-up before someone sees us.” I slipped my now damp panties over my stocking-covered legs and pulled them up as David watched me and smiled his approval. I then spent the remainder of the ride cleaning and fixing my make-up. Feeling a little naughty still, I applied extra mascara and eye liner. I finished just as the limo arrived at the reception hall!
Following our religious upbringing, my new husband and I did not have any premarital sex. We kissed and maybe stole some furtive touches, but we maintained our chastity. We are now just departing our wedding ceremony and are on our way to the reception. What fun!
David and I piled into the private limo and our wedding party loaded into their limo. The reception was a half hour drive, so we settled back in our luxurious setting. David has poured us each a flute of Champaign and we snuggled in each other’s arms as we sipped our treat.
My bride’s maids had thrown me a rather naughty bachelorette party. Nothing over the top, like male strippers, but with a group of quiet, shy church girls, we had a great time. We normally don’t drink much, so with a few fruity cocktails consumed, we were loosening-up a lot by the time they started giving me gifts to open. We were giggling and joking about “boys” and “sex”. A couple of my girlfriends were married, so they had the attention of the single girls whenever we needed “real” information.
Of course, I received a lot of guidance on what to do in the marital bed on the wedding night. It all sounded so strange to me. I was fascinated. Betty, who had been married for several years, presented me with a beginner’s book on sex. My face glowed bright red as they made me flip through the book, complete with photos and descriptions. I rarely looked at my own body, let alone viewed a naked man’s body! We had great fun discussing a man’s erection and how to have sex.
When I opened-up a box of lingerie, we excitedly talked about how to look sexy for one’s husband. Laurie had given me a matching white lace bra-panty-garter belt set complete with white stockings! Again, I was embarrassed. After much teasing, they convinced me to wear this under my wedding dress during the wedding ceremony. The single girls all had big eyes and the married ones just had satisfied smiles on their lips. I remember how I tingled between my legs and how, that night, in the privacy of my bedroom, I tried-on my new outfit, and yes, I masturbated!
Now, here I was in snuggle in the arms on my new husband in the limo. We kissed and I nuzzled his neck. Nibbling his ear, I whispered, “I can’t wait to be alone with you tonight…”.
I then heard a rustling, and felt his hand sliding up my stocking-covered leg. Playfully, and under the influence of the Champaign, I wanted him to discover that I was wearing my new outfit, so I didn’t push him away (like I had done many times before). I felt him hesitate when he reached the soft flesh above the top of my stockings. I giggled into his next, “you discovered my surprise!”
He answered me with a firm, hot kiss, his tongue exploring my willing mouth. (I had learned from my new sex manual book that this was called a “French Kiss”). My body was responding involuntarily to David’s advances and my womanhood was hot and wet with anticipation. When I felt his hand attempt to work under the elastic of my lace panties, I did my part and opened my legs to ease his access. This was all so new to me!
His fingers found my wetness and I heard myself moan. He started rubbing me, firmer than my light touch, but enjoyable just the same. I was lost in my rising passion and oblivious to the car ride or anything else around me. In a detached way, I could hear my moans and could feel my body responding to his touch. I was lost in my passions when suddenly, uncontrollably, I climaxed! My body shook in a spasm. I jerked a second and then a third time. Then I savagely pushed his hand away from my overly sensitive clitoris. I just laid there panting with my eyes closed and my head spinning.
David gently kissed my lips and whispered, “I think you liked that”. I smiled and hugged him to me.
After several moments, the motion of the limo brought me back to reality. In a panic, I looked around to see if anyone had seen what had just happened. David must have known what I was thinking, and said “No one can see in, including the driver. Don’t worry.”
I relaxed and smiled at the love of my life. “That was so nice…” was all I could manage. Then, “so, you like my new outfit?”
“Love it!”, he replied. “I wish we didn’t have to go to this silly reception. I’d rather get a jumpstart on our honeymoon!” I knew what he meant.
“Well, is there anything I can do for you, dear?” I asked quietly, unsure of what his response would be. “We are only half way to the reception…”
With a sly smile, David directed, “why don’t you knell down in front of me…that’s it” as I shifted off the seat and knelt on the carpeted floor of the limo in front of him. He started unbuckling his trousers and before I could protest, his erection sprang from his boxers!
I was shocked! I had seen some photos in the sex book, but I had never seen a real man’s erect penis. OMG! “What do I do?” I asked uncertainly.
“Just kiss the tip of it,” David encouraged. I had no idea what I was getting into, but I guessed that this is what was called “oral sex”, and it didn’t seem like any big deal. Besides, he had just pleasured me, so as a new wife, it seemed reasonable…
David held his erection in one hand, pointing out towards me as I knelled. As I leaned forward to kiss the glistening tip, I felt his other hand on my head and suddenly, he gently pushed me down onto his erect penis, forcing it into my mouth. I tried to pull back, but he wouldn’t let go. I couldn’t breathe!
“Relax, honey. This is all good. This is what wives do for the husbands, didn’t you know that? Now, put your hand on the shaft of my cock,” (I couldn’t believe he used that word!) “and move your mouth up and down.” With that, he guided my head and I did my best to comply and to breathe. “Good…good” he said. “Keep going…that’s it”.
He had both of his hands on my head now, and there was no getting away. The tip of his…well, cock, was silky smooth and his erection under my hand felt firm and alive. I bobbed my head and moved my fist on his shaft in one fluid motion. I complied with is wishes and did the best I could. I could tell that he was enjoying what I was doing. His eyes were closed and he was moaning.
“That’s it Jill. Keep going…yes… you are going to like what I have for you…oh! Yes! Oh!” Suddenly, his body tensed and his hips rose to push his erection into my mouth further and his hands on my head held me in place. I didn’t realize what was happening until it was too late. He filled my mouth with his warm seed! One burst came out my nose and another came out my mouth as I gagged and sputtered.
As suddenly as it started, it was all over. David’s body relaxed and his grip on my head released. I rocked back on my heels, head spinning. I didn’t know whether to be proud or horrified! I was a mess…my face, my make-up…my dress! David smiled at me. “Thanks. That was nice. I needed that”.
“You’re a mess. Sorry!” he playfully teased me. We both glanced around for something to use to get me cleaned up. I was surprised by how much of his, what…seed – Semen – Sperm there was. Not seeing anything to use, I decided to improvise. Stepping out of my white lace panties, I used them to wipe my face and dab at my dress. I even had his mess in my hair!
He looked at me attempting to clean myself and had to laugh. “Come here, hug me,” he held his arms out and we embraced. Our lips met and we kissed deeply. I felt good.
“Now, let me go so I can fix my make-up before someone sees us.” I slipped my now damp panties over my stocking-covered legs and pulled them up as David watched me and smiled his approval. I then spent the remainder of the ride cleaning and fixing my make-up. Feeling a little naughty still, I applied extra mascara and eye liner. I finished just as the limo arrived at the reception hall!
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