A wedding night of bliss

Jamie lay back on the sheets, naked and bared to his new wife's eager gaze. Margaret was kneeling up on the bed beside him, taking full advantage to stare at him with eager lust. She seemed hardly able to look away, her wide gaze drinking in the sight of him, drifting first over his pale chest before slipping down to linger on his hard cock. A little moan of delight escaped her lips as she leered at his throbbing shaft, standing out lewdly from between his trembling thighs. Before tonight, the boy would have found this kind of hungry attention from an older woman rather frightening, but even as he blushed red-hot he found a warm thrill fluttering in his belly. He...actually liked that she enjoyed staring at him so much, but beneath that he felt a tingling impatience in his aching loins. She was so...gentle and handsome...and she'd treated him so kindly tonight, he just wanted to give her his virginity and have her make him her man forever!

"Okay, are you ready, my sweet little husband?" Margaret asked, leaning over him, her huge boobs quivering with her hot, lustful breaths. Jamie nodded eagerly, his naughty, stiff dick twitching with longing. Even though she’d made him cum just a few minutes ago, his erection felt harder than it had ever been in his life before, the hot need between his legs making him squirm against the sheets. "Come now, use your words.” His new wife cooed. “I want to hear you say it." He frowned in confusion. Why...did she care? Sex was all about the woman, wasn't it? He'd been pretty sure about that until tonight. "Tell me what you want, sweetheart." She continued, a slight insistent edge slipping into her voice. "Just because you're a boy, doesn't mean there aren't things you want me to do in bed as well." Jamie’s cheeks burned even hotter, but he’d do anything to please her, no matter how embarrassing it was.

"I...want you to put my dick inside you…darling!” He stammered out breathlessly, hardly believing he was saying such lewd things but needing it so badly he couldn’t help himself.

“Good boy.” Margaret smiled. “I know that's what you want, but boys should feel comfortable saying the things they like. That way, we can both enjoy ourselves even more. So, time to give you what you want.” Crouching up, she swung one leg over him, straddling his crotch and holding herself there for a moment. Between her pale thighs Jamie could see her pussy, the full lips glistening wet and swollen as it hovered just inches above the swollen head of his dick. His breaths quickened at the sight, knowing that within moments she’d be taking his aching erection inside that slit. Her eyes seemed to sparkle as she stared down at him from over his cock, poised to take his virginity. He whimpered and gasped, the anticipation of that moment almost impossible to bear. As much as he wanted to be a good boy and lie here to let her do with as she pleased, he found his hips trembling and bucking in a rather slutty way.

Then Margaret eased herself down. Jamie whimpered as he felt the soft, wet flesh of her pussy slide over the head of his dick, her juices dribbling down his throbbing shaft. Her lips parted to take him, and she slowly but surely lowered her body over his. The boy gasped out, his throbbing erection sliding effortlessly into that inviting heat. With one smooth motion, his new wife took him to the hilt, sliding down until she sat across his crotch, the soft cheeks of her butt resting on his hips.

Jamie’s eyes were wide, his lips open in a long, gasping breath he hardly realized he was holding. He was inside her. Every inch of him buried inside her pussy. It felt…amazing, nothing like his clumsy attempts to pleasure himself with his hand. His shaft was squeezed and caressed by tender muscle, soothing the aching need between his legs but somehow also stirring it to new heights. His belly fluttered wildly as he lay, frozen and still, beneath his new wife who was the kindest, most handsome woman he'd ever met and treated him so well. This was it…she’d taken his virginity, and he couldn’t believe how perfect it all was.

“Ah…that’s good.” Margaret moaned, grinding her hips in small circles on top of him as her pussy milked his throbbing dick. Her blue eyes flickered to his face, her pale cheeks flushed scarlet as she stared down at him with warm desire. “All nice and hard for me, giving me what I need. You’re doing so well, honey…” She purred, voice trembling with a heady mixture of lust and delight that made his skin tingle. "I'm going to enjoy coming home to this every night."

Jamie whimpered in reply, hot tears suddenly stinging his eyes at the thought of being her loving husband. His voice didn’t seem to be working right now, and he had no idea why he was crying. It was all just so intense, his chest filling up with an aching warmth he hardly understood as he gazed longingly up at his handsome, kind and gentle wife and knew he'd somehow managed to please her this much. It made him happier than anything in the world knowing she...liked him, and wanted to take him like this so gently, just the way he'd dreamed his wedding night would be. Warm tears dribbled down his cheeks, and for a moment as she gazed down at him he worried she might think he was upset, but she smiled tenderly instead.

His cock still buried to the hilt inside her hot, wet slit, she leaned forward, resting her knees on the bed beside him as she lowered her upper body down over his. Her huge boobs brushed over his flat chest, the soft mounds resting on his bare skin in a way that felt so warm and comforting. Jamie clutched at the sheets, his wide, tear-filled gaze filled with her handsome face as she held herself over him.

“My darling husband.” She cooed, then leaned down to kiss him, her lips brushing gently over his. Jamie sobbed into her lips, hardly able to bear this moment any longer. Still kissing him, Margaret raised her hips up, and he felt her pussy sliding up his dick, leaving his shaft aching and glistening with her juices. Then she eased herself slowly back down, taking him back into her tight, welcoming insides. His cock caressed and squeezed by her pussy, Jamie’s body trembled with pleasure. The boy felt as small and fragile as a kitten, yet safe and warm underneath her all the same as she rode him so tenderly on this soft bed.

Keeping to that slow, gentle rhythm of sliding herself up and down his shaft, her lips guided his own open, and he felt her warm tongue slide into his mouth to entwine his own, joining them as surely there as they were below. His eyes fluttered, swimming with tears and desire as he stared into hers across the tender kiss they were sharing. He couldn’t speak, could hardly breathe, as the moment stretched on and on.

“Ah…Jamie…” She gasped, breaking the kiss for a moment to moan his name. “You’re…so sweet, so perfect, my gorgeous little husband.” Her body shuddered on top of his, her stiff nipples rubbing across the tingling skin of his chest. Then she leaned back down and found his lips once more, breathing in his squeaks and whimpers. Her pussy clenched even tighter around his shaft, rippling waves of muscle milking and squeezing every inch. He was dangling on the edge already, and the sudden flood of crackling pleasure it sent through his body was just too much to bear.

Jamie felt his aching balls tighten, his cock pulsing and twitching against the hot, muscled walls of her pussy. He squealed into her warm lips as heat crackled up his shaft, his body bucking lewdly against her to thrust himself even deeper. Her pussy squeezed, so tight around him it was almost painful, and just like that he saw white, spurting a thick load of cum right into her waiting core. She made a soft, contented noise, grinding herself against him as she took his precious seed inside her. Her soft boobs rubbed over his chest, her warm body covering his entirely, the weight of her pressing him down into the bed.

“Yes!” She gasped, pulling away from the kiss as sticky cum filled her clenching insides. "That's it, darling, cum for me, let me take every drop!" Her hips were moving again, grinding up and down his pulsing shaft as her pussy clenched fierceluy around him. It felt like she was trying to wring out every drop of cum he had. Jamie let out a shrill squeal as his aching balls tightened, another thick, sticky spurt milked from him by the rippling muscles of her warm slit. The climax seemed to just go on and on, until all he could do was lie beneath her trembling and moaning at the sheer waves of pleasure flooding up from his aching cock as he spilled his cum inside his new wife's waiting pussy.

At last, she slumped over him with a hoarse sigh, her larger body covering his own. She was gasping, the hot breaths tingling on the skin of his shoulder as they left her lips. The flow of cum from his pulsing cock slowed to a trickle, leaving his shaft slick with their combined juices, and her insides hot and sticky with his spent seed. Jamie lay back on the bed, his entire body limp as he felt the weight of his wife atop him. He was still for a few long moments, his head rather fuzzy from the intensity of his climax and every muscle in his body feeling like jelly. Slowly, he felt his thoughts stir, along with a warm, aching satisfaction inside his chest that filled him to the brim.

He couldn't believe how amazing this whole night had been. Not only the white-hot pleasure of having her tight pussy clenching possessively his shaft as he came, that had felt so good he was pretty sure he'd almost passed out at one point. Only...what had been even better was knowing it was...Margaret taking his first time, not any other woman he might have been scared of...but her! This handsome doctor who'd done so much to make sure he was comfortable and happy since they'd first met. He could hardly believe he'd ever been worried about getting married if it meant being with her forever!

As he stared up at her gently smiling face through a mist of tears, he felt the warmth in his chest grow and grow until it was almost painful, his heart aching with a swell of feelings he could hardly bear. Margaret lay over him, his softening cock to the hilt buried inside her warm, cum-filled pussy and her soft boobs resting on his chest. Her face swam over his and he whimpered out as he felt her large hand cup his tear-stained cheek. It felt so good and so very right to be underneath her, like it was the one place in the world he knew he belonged...and yet, he was crying still, sniffling and sobbing as he nuzzled into her warm palm. He had to...do something, say something...give voice to the feelings filling him up before they overwhelmed him entirely.

"I...love you!" He gasped, the words slipping free of his trembling lips. She paused, her eyes flickering wider. Jamie felt a flicker of cold panic, trembling like a leaf. Had he said too much? It was only their first night together, was he not allowed to love her yet? Then she smiled again, and her fingers drifted comfortingly over his cheek, wiping away his tears.

"I love you too, Jamie." She replied. Lowering herself down again, she kissed him on the forehead, her warm lips brushing over his skin. Then once on each cheek, and at last she found his mouth again. His lips parted for her, and he gasped in delight as her tongue slid between them once again. She pressed herself down into him, her soft boobs shifting over his chest. It felt...really nice, but as her larger body rested on top of him, smothering him in the heat of her, he felt his soft cock start to twitch and tingle inside her. The boy let out a shocked whimper into her parted mouth. He was getting hard again...already? So quick...and after cumming twice too, he hadn't even thought he could. His wife's warm lips pressing into his own chased away the moment of shame and worry that thought stirred inside him. She wouldn't say mean things or call him a slut, he knew that now! She was kind! Sure enough, he felt her hips shifting on top of him, and she was smiling tenderly when she leaned back to break the kiss at last. "Oh, I feel that, getting all hard for me. Are you ready for more?" She asked, her lovely eyes sparkling. Jamie nodded quickly, but her raised eyebrow reminded him she'd told him to use his words instead.

"Yes!" He gasped out eagerly. "I want...to go again!"

"Very well then." She smiled. "I'd better make sure my needy husband is put away soft and satisfied, shouldn't I?" Her rough laughter had him giggling as well, even as he blushed red-hot at being called needy like that. Maybe he was a bit needy...for her at least, and that was okay! She was his wife now, they were meant to be having lots of sex. Margaret eased herself back up, kneeling across his pelvis with his cock still buried to the hilt inside her. A glistening mixture of her juices and his cum dribbled down onto his belly as she eased herself up his shaft, lifting her body until only the tip was still resting between her swollen lips. Then she drove herself back down with a hoarse sigh, and he squealed in delight as his dick slid effortlessly back where it belonged inside her slit. She rode him like that, firmer than before, one hand grabbing at her heavy breast and squeezing the soft mound firmly between her fingers as she ground herself up and down his throbbing shaft. Jamie stared limply up at her, a steam of moans and gasps escaping his lips at the pleasure searing up through him from his lower half.

He loved her...and she loved him too! Part of him could hardly believe that second part, but she'd told him as much. Plus, she was so handsome and gentle, the kind of wife he'd always dreamed of, and even though he was short and freckly she liked having sex with him anyway! That was all a good marriage needed, right? He found he couldn't wait for tomorrow to find out what being her husband would be like, but...for now all he could do was lie back and let her ride him, enjoying every moment.