Yes; she's been a very good girl.

I still couldn't believe this is my life now.

When I'd asked Jane to marry me, I knew she was a virgin. I knew she wanted to wait, and I told myself the wait would be worth it. I never could have expected this would be the life we'd make together. I was more in love with her than ever; her whole marriage contract idea had been inspired.

I leaned forward onto my hands, looming over her. I shifted each of my hands to one of her wrists, pinning her with my weight and leaned down to speak firmly into her ear. "You kept your pussy from me for three years, you know. Maybe I'll make you wait three years before I fuck your pussy. Your ass is doing the job just fine."

She gaped, helpless beneath me. "What?! You can't be serious. Three years??"

At my stern look she softened her tone.

"Daddy, please. I want to feel you inside me." She struggled playfully, enticing me with her gorgeous body. "I'm a virgin, you know. Please? I'll be so good for you. I'll do anything you want."

I gripped her wrists harder until she winced. "You'll be good for me no matter what, ****. Or you will be punished. Isn't that right?" I stared her down, daring her to challenge me.

She hesitated, then nodded meekly. "Yes, Sir. Of course. Forgive me."

"Good. It'll be just your sweet little ass for now, then. Maybe I'll change my mind early, but you do not get a say. But you have been a very good little whore for me; I think you deserve a little something. Just lie back and enjoy yourself."

She nodded cutely as I praised her efforts, and once I started trailing kisses down her neck and the space between her breasts to her belly, she sighed and relaxed in eager anticipation.

My quest down her body came to an end at her labia. With my goal right under my nose, I gently pressed her legs apart with my hands and brushed her soft flesh with my tongue. I spent a good half hour exploring her sweet pussy with my lips and tongue, savoring her flavor and the way she gasped and sighed.

She was my **** and I would do with her exactly what I wanted, but she was also my wife. We'd been together for years. I loved her deeply; I wanted her to be happy and fulfilled. So I took my time and gifted her two luxurious orgasms with my mouth.

Something about the idea of keeping her virgin pussy untouched by cock appealed to me. I would use her mouth and her ass liberally, but she would remain my sweet virgin bride. At least in that hole. At least until I decided I didn't care anymore. I wanted her to ache for me, to burn the way I'd burned for her.

As she came down from her second orgasm, breathing deeply, her perfect body glistening slightly with sweat, I took her hand. "Come, Wife. Let's get cleaned up."

She purred contentedly and followed me happily, meek and sweet as a kitten. "Yes, Daddy."