Jeremy Harper carried Sandra into the honeymoon suite. Her eyes were locked into his as he laid her on the heart shaped bed. She looked up and smiled, "I think I'll slip into something more comfortable. I have a big surprise for you."
He smiled nervously as she slipped off into the bathroom. He took off his suit jacket and sat down in a chair across the room. He was extremely nervous about his honeymoon. This was the night he had been dreaming of his whole life. The sweat formed on his forehead and he felt butterflies dancing in his stomach. This was going to be his first time and a thousand thoughts were racing through his mind.
Would he perform well?
Would Sandra find him desirable?
Would he find her desirable?
He looked down at his hands to find them shaking with excitement and fear. How could so many emotions go through a man at once?
He undone his tie, threw it off, and unbuttoned the first three buttons on his shirt. His face was hot and flushed. Boy, she was taking her sweet time. It felt like it had been a lifetime ago when she left. The air must have been thin in the room, for he kept losing his breath. His eyes scanned the large room. The heart shaped bed was covered in red satin sheets. There was a bottle of mead on the nightstand, along with two wine glasses.
Finally, his eyes became fixed on the doorknob of the bathroom, the room where is bride was changing. Probably, she was changing into something sexy and lacey. He smiled at that thought. The doorknob slowly turned, Jeremy swallowed hard, and the door opened. There stood his new bride in the doorway. His eyes became fixed upon her body. She was standing there in the nude.
Sandra watched Jeremy's breathing become labored. Oh, the silly boy was still dressed. She smiled seductively at him. A nervous smile crossed his face. Sandra rubbed her breasts, squeezing the mountains of female flesh together. She started to walk towards Jeremy. Her figure was magnificent; he was unable to take his eyes off her.
She was standing in front of him, while his eyes ran up and down her body feeding upon the glory of her womanhood. She smiled down at him as their eyes met.
"What do you think, my darling", asked Sandra in a soft feminine voice.
"Y...You're perfect."
A smile crossed her face. She lowered her body, until her breasts were inches from his face.
"How perfect am I, Jeremy?"
Her nipples were just inches from his eyes. They were more beautiful than he had imagined.
"You are womanhood in its perfection."
With that remark, she placed herself into his lap.
"Wrap your arms around me, Jeremy."
She felt his shaking limbs wrap around her body. She was loving this, waiting to take his virginity away on their wedding night was perfect. Her cherry red lips pressed against his. Her body felt warm and soft to the touch. The heat and the sensual energy that escaped from her body to his was indescribable. Their kissing was becoming faster and more passionate. Sandra could feel Jeremy's erection through his pants. She started to grind her bare bottom against his hardness, until she could feel the precum leaking through. She rose off his lap and grabbed his hands.
"Stand up, Jeremy."
He stood up without taking his eyes off her. She led him, until he was standing in front of the bed. She started unbuttoning his shirt. Her fingers moved at a slow and teasing pace. Watching his face flush was making her as wet as the ocean. The shirt was off and tossed to the floor.
"Oh, my! I see that you have been working-out", she spoke as she ran her fingers through his chest hair.
Her soft fingers glided through his chest hair like ten snakes in a grassy meadow. Her expert fingers massaged his chest with care. Soon, they found their way to his nipples. He let out a low moan when he felt her fingers pinching them. She lowered her mouth to his left nipple and took it into her mouth. She sucked on them, until he was moaning with pleasure.
"Remember this, Jeremy. This is how I want you to do it for me."
