Steven walked into the bedroom and climbed up on the bed next to his fiancé, Elizabeth. She was propped up on one arm watching some comedy show on TV, with her red hair tied back in a ponytail and her glasses on over her blue eyes. He had to grin to himself. Even dressed down like this she looked sexier to him than ever... but then, of course, it didn't hurt that the way she was laying, with her body facing him and her head facing the TV, he could see right down her top, the strap of which was sliding seductively off of her right shoulder.
He felt a stirring in his pants as he gazed at her, trying to be discreet as his eyes took in the pale, smooth skin of the tops of her small but round breasts and the tiny, pointy pink nipples he could barely glimpse from his position. He could see that she was cold, and wickedly thought to himself that he had been smart to turn on the air conditioner.
Elizabeth, who was becoming bored with the show on TV and also getting too cold from the air conditioner, suddenly turned to face Steven. He jumped, thinking he had been caught, but instead she just slid toward him until she was laying with her head on his chest, and he could feel the tiny pink nipples poking him through her skimpy top.
"Cold, baby?" he asked, knowing she would not realize that her nipples had told him she was.
"Mmm-hmm," she said, pressing closely against him as his arms came around her. "But you can keep me warm."
God, he loved it when bed time came around and she didn't wear a bra. They weren't living together, but he always stayed at her house till late to hold her until she fell asleep, and more often than not, his sticking around reulted in sex that just seemed to get hotter by the day.
Now, however, their wedding was less than two weeks away, and they had agreed a week ago not to have sex again until their honeymoon. Elizabeth had wanted the big night to be as dramatic as possible, and Steven had had to admit that the thought of how tight she'd be after three weeks of abstinence had sounded pretty good to him.
That was before I went a week with no sex, he thought.
Their sex life had been phenomenal right from the start. As Elizabeth lay there, feeling her nipples straining against her shirt, her right hand on the muscles of Steven's chest, she silently reflected on the amazing sex they'd always had. She'd been relatively inexperienced before Steven, but, three months into their relationship, when they'd finally had sex, she'd orgasmed during sex for the first time. She thought maybe it was his size that drove her so crazy. He was a full eight inches and really, too thick for her tight, inexperienced hole... a good deal bigger than anyone she'd ever been with. When she put her silky hand around his hard cock and guided it to her tiny hole, his first thrust in always hurt a little as it stretched her, driving her absolutely crazy with lust.
As she thought about that initial thrust, her right hand wandering down around Steven's bellybutton, she felt wetness growing between her legs. Every time he pushed his heavy, hard cock into her delicate opening, causing her to flinch in the slightest bit of pain, she felt like her cherry was being taken again and again....the thought of someone coming and gently but insistently taking her innocence, using her tightness for his pleasure, drove her wild. And now, thinking about it, she felt like she had to have it tonight.
It was as if Steve read her mind, because at that moment he used his hand to gently turn her face up toward his, and kissed her roughly, thrusting his tongue into her warm mouth. She responded ardently, kissing him deeply and passionately, and allowing the sensations to flow all over her, from her lips through her breasts and down to her pussy.
She climbed on top if him, and much to Steven's delight began grinding into his hard bulge with her panty-covered pussy. He reached down and stroked the ruffled back of her panties, running a finger up and down the crack of her butt as she rubbed against him.When he felt how wet her panties were, he stiffened even more and moaned in pleasure.
Looking into her eyes with fire in his own, he wordlessly pulled down the tank top she was wearing till the neckline was under her firm breasts, and it supported them and forced them together.
