When we got married Sam was very innocent of the ways of the world. She did not like crude language or crude jokes. So we invented our own way of saying things and then we could tell each other how we felt. The term we use for all of Sam's genitalia - her clitoris, labia, vulva and vagina is her yoni, it is an Indian word that sounds a lot better than crude English terms, Sam has never liked using crude terms when we make love, she likes yoni for her genitalia, penis for mine, breasts instead of boobs and bottom instead of bum. We do not fuck or have sex we make love. It took her a good few years to talk about having an orgasm, instead she described what she felt as an electric shock. Although she does not like crude terms she can be very adventurous when it comes to love making as you will see.
This is the second chapter about Sam and me and our love making adventures. We got married on the Saturday, we had made love naked twice on the first night then slept in each other's arms. We woke up on Sunday morning and spent the day naked - we ate food and made love three times, this included Sam sitting on my lap and impaling herself on my penis, she felt wonderful as she pressed her breasts into my chest and her arms round my neck. As I looked at her that day I could see the triangle of pubic hair around her yoni, it was, and is, light brown and quite curly and short. I liked gently stroking this hair and she got quite turned on when I did this, she was certainly very wet by the time I entered her after this.
She looked and felt lovely, her lips felt wonderful when I kissed her, it was even better when we had a bath together and we washed each other all over and Sam touched my penis with her hands for the first time, she squeezed it but nothing more at that time. As Sam walked around our flat naked, I looked at her bottom and I noticed that it was beautiful and firm and she liked it when I put my hands on it, it felt quite naughty when I squeezed it. We had made love five times by Sunday evening and we had not used any birth control. I really thought Sam might be pregnant. As it turned out Sam did not become pregnant until nearly two years later, it was certainly not for the want of trying! More about that in another chapter. She told me that she was happy to try anything, anywhere with our love making, as time went along I discovered that she was quite submissive and allowed me to take the lead.
I had messed up our travel plans for our honeymoon. I had booked us into a country cottage in Scotland for two weeks starting on Monday but we had to get an overnight train so we started to get dressed so we could leave the flat at eight o'clock Sunday evening. I watched Sam put on her white bra and knickers, they were both very modest, she was not trying to look 'sexy' but I thought she looked great. Then she put on her white summer dress, the one she had changed into after our wedding and her white sandals. She also plaited her long hair, she said that she had slept on it and it had got tangled. She also put on her coat as it had become quite chilly outside. She looked as virginal as she had at the wedding. She has never liked wearing tights or stockings so having bare legs suited her and it pleased me as I was to discover on the train journey.