Take it slow! It's the first time, after all.

Mandi's hands rove over your body as she takes in the sight of you, too. Her face and chest are flushing with the excitement, and her breath is getting shallow with nervousness. Those hands are wandering down your body, toying with the light hairs on your muscular chest, down over your stomach. You reach gingerly for her exposed right nipple, and lightly brush it with your fingers. You enjoy the taut, puckered hardness of her little pearl. You tease it with your thumb gently, causing her to smile and moan her approval.

Then, teasingly, she moves her hands further south on your body, teasing along the line of the waistband of your boxer-briefs with her delicate fingertips, then running the silky back of her hand down along the tender flesh of your inner thighs. Your dick is stiffer than you ever thought possible, straining at the limits of its poly-cotton prison. Her arm "accidentally" brushes the crest of your hardening bulge, and you instinctively thrust upward for more contact, silently begging her to lift the waistband and make you a man.

You retalliate in this war of teasing and titiliation, and lean over to take that hard little nipple into your mouth. You lave softly at the stiff nub while tugging insistently at the other side of the bra, freeing her left breast, and then cupping it with a bridegroom's tender greed. She sucks in a gasp of air at your ministrations. New sensations and unfamiliar erotic energy surge through her young body, making her virginal loins tingle.

Her fingers finally carress your bulge directly and intentionally, but still over your underwear. It's only a preview of what's to come, you're sure, but what a preview! You're so excited, you can feel a bead of pre-cum moisten your shorts. Which only serves to make you wonder how your new bride's untouched quim might be reacting to your attention so far.