Chapter 1 – The encounter
"Life is pretty mainstream", or so I thought. I lived a pretty average life: 45 hour a week job, hanging out with friends on the weekends, meeting the family on Sundays, the daily workout routine, and the occasional fling or girlfriend. I have never been a Casanova, but never really had a hard way with girls either. Ever since my senior year in high school, I found a way with women that led me to have two girlfriends and several one night stands, but never something serious though. It's ironic, the thing I wanted the most, was to have someone to love, someone who I could take care of and be there for, but everything I had done so far were pointless adventures that didn't give me the emotional connection I wanted. I was still young, and liked to screw around every now and then, but at twenty seven years old, I was starting to feel the need of that someone special that was supposed to be in my life, since for me, intimacy should be both, physical and sentimental.
I was just letting time pass by, waiting to see what happened. I had become very detached to girls, even a little cold, until one day, when I least expected, I saw her. I had gone to my regular coffee shop before my daily shift when I saw a cute girl sitting down drinking an expresso. She was not one of the most beautiful gals I had seen, but there was something of her that really attracted me, I didn't know what. She had white skin, light brown hair, and brown eyes. I couldn't tell about her body proportions, because she was wearing pretty conservative clothes. I stared at her for a while, analyzing the situation; I observed she was wearing reading glasses, and was doing the proper with a psychology book. After a couple of minutes, I decided to go there and talk to her.
-Hello, I do not mean to interrupt, but I couldn´t help noticing that you are reading a psychology book.
-Oh yes, I can't get enough of it, I highly recommend it.
-What do you like about it? I asked.
- The way it explains how emotional intelligence, affect our behavior in interpersonal relations. She responded without hesitation
After that statement, I realized, I was not dealing with an ordinary girl. She was not only cute but was also really intelligent. That, plus the combination of internal confidence and mild shyness she showed, drown me completely to her so I decided to ask her out. She was a different girl; she might be the one I have that relationship I had crave for such a long time.
Chapter 2 – The courtship
There he appeared, by my side, without fear or intimidation. Even though he showed great confidence, I could tell he was nervous. But I didn't care. He deserved a chance by the way he showed up. Also, he reflected to be smart and educated, apart from the fact that he wasn't bad looking at all. He had white, honey eyes and short brown military-type hair. He wasn't particularly tall, 5.7feet at most, however I didn't care, since he looked in really good shape and I am only 5.4, so having that wouldn´t be a problem.
I accepted his invitation without question (although I purposely showed some indecision), and I was amazed. He is a really knowledgeable person and has great communication skills. Apart from that, he was really chivalrous and had a great charisma, even thou he was a little bit serious. After a simple ice cream date, he wildly jumped to a night club for the second one, where sexual tension started to build. Then he asked me a long walk at the park followed by a movie night which ended up in a goodnight kiss. He really knew what he was doing, which of course, let me to believe he had done it before.
After that, he invited me for dinner at his place, where he cooked for me. Some delicious salad and salmon, accompanied by dimmed lights, light music, and a delicious wine, set the scenario for sex. I told him I it was too soon as I explained him I am a firm believer in no sex until marriage. Against my expectations, he understood (although it seemed he didn't like it much). That is when I knew he was the one. I had been looking for someone like him since my adolescence, and now, at 25 years of age, I realized I had found him. He would be my man, I wasn´t going anywhere.
Chapter 3 – The proposal
One year and a half went by and I was having the time of my life with her. However, the "no sex" part was though on me, especially since I realized what a great body she had. She was gymnast during her childhood, so she had a fit body structure. The combination of gym workouts, spinning, and yoga, kept her body in a way that melted me down, she had strong, firm legs, a well round ass, good curves, a lean stomach with the just right amount of belly fat, and some girly muscled arms that complemented her light amount of blonde and black forearm hair.
For that time simple making up and occasionally mutual masturbation was enough for me by the time. But I started to want more, so after reflecting for weeks, I decided to propose. She was fun but responsible, charming but not over affectionate, smart but not a geek, introverted but not timid. She was the perfect girl, beside my friends and family seemed to approve of her.
When I proposed she contemplated my while I was kneeling down before down for what seemed like an eternity to me, bringing me nerves to the edge. But it was all changed when she cautiously caressed my hair and said "yes" after giving me a long and passionate kiss.
Chapter 4 – The wedding
There he was, standing, looking at me tenderly while I walked towards him. I never thought something like this would happen to me. Such love, such attraction, such eagerness to start my life with him just seemed a lot for me to handle. When we kissed after I said "I do" and the priest pronounced us "Man and Wife" I know my life would never be the same. I had a completely different life ahead of me and I would make the best of it. Lucky me, I married the perfect husband.
Chapter 5 – The honeymoon
After the wedding, we went to a lovely beach in Mexico for two weeks. I was dying to get to the suite and make love to her all night long. Considering her inexperience I knew I was going to have to be patient, and teach her a lot of things, but to my surprise, this was not the case at all!
The first night was romantic sweet sex. The second got better. And better each night until one night, after having some drinks, everything changed. When we got back to the room she rushed me to the bed and fiercely took me out of my clothes. She started to kiss me furiously, licking al around my mouth. Suddenly, she bitted my lip. It was a nice change from the kissing, but then she did it again, and again, each time harder. There was a time in which I couldn't resist any more and I whimpered. She stopped, looked at my penetratingly into my eyes and said:
-What, does that hurt?
-A little. I answered
-Well that's too bad, do you want me to stop, can´t you take it? She stated, mockingly.
That actually insulted my ego, so I firmly responded:
-Hah, you don't know how much I can take.
-Well let's find out then, she said with a deviously smile.
She resumed to kissing me, but my neck this time. She started giving me some hickies that left marks for days. She slowly started to go down my thorax until she reached my cock. She bite it with caution and after sucking my balls for a while, she gave me the best blowjob I had ever received. She combination of sensations perceived by her tongue and hands made me burst my load into her mouth. She went for a tissue to wipe my cum of and returned for an all-night sex session.
It was not possible that my wife, would be that good at giving blowjobs if she had never done it before. Maybe she read about how to, maybe there was something she was not telling me. But I didn't care. I was on my honeymoon, with my beautiful wife, enjoying every bit of it.
The last night of our honeymoon, we were having a little bit of rough sex when she suddenly grabbed my neck and turn me around. She mounted me. I tried to reach her breasts with my mouth but and grabbed my wrists while pushing them to the bed and said "stay still". She then lightly but firmly gripped my balls and said with a playful yet devilish smile: "I am in charge tonight". Frills passed through my body as she said that. After that, she reached to the bureau and grabbed a couple of clothe strings I didn't know that were there and tied my wrists to the head of the bed. She really was in charge. The excitement was making me shiver by this time. She mounted my dick for what might have been like five minutes, and when I was ready to explode inside of her, she just mounted of. I made my best to try and hold it but was too late, and had an unpleasantly ruined orgasm. I was about to ask her why she did that, but I was suddenly interrupted by her pussy. Yes, she climbed my face this time and sat on it while y performed oral sex on her. I could feel her wet pussy which made my hard on stay firm. Whenever I got tired, she would squeeze her legs and pinch hardly my nipples. After she had three orgasms she let go of my face, cuddle me, and spend the rest of the night like that.
