My Lovely Unsophisticated Wife

This story is, hopefully, the first of four or five stories based on true events from my life. I have changed names but it is all true. The main characters in this story are me, Pete and my wife Sam. We started to go out when she was 18 and I was 20. We married a year later and we have been married for 45 years, so we are now in our sixties.

This first story is about when we first met and got married. I was in my first year at University and Sam lived nearby, she came along to the University Christian Union where we first met. It was not love at first sight but when I saw her I thought she was stunning, she still is. She had dark brown eyes, shoulder length brown hair, she stood five feet six and weighed about eight stone (112 pounds).

I knew almost straight away that I wanted to be with her always, I know that sounds corny but it was and remains true. Along with other students, I was invited to Sam's 18th birthday party. We talked for quite a long time at the party and I felt more and more drawn to her. I think she felt the same way because one afternoon Sam came round to see me in my university room. She knocked on my door and when I opened it I was very surprised to see her. She came in and I made her a cup of tea.

I showed her my University work and we listened to some of my cIassical music, as she was about to go we stood facing each each other and I felt that the time was right to go a bit further so I leaned in and kissed her very gently on the lips. After that we became inseparable. We went for walks, we went to the cinema and we did many other things together. She didn't like wearing tights, instead she wore knee length socks. On one of our trips out she wore a gorgeous lemon yellow sun dress, her underwear and her shoes and socks. She doesn't like wearing trousers either. I suppose you could think of her as unsophisticated and a bit 'other worldly'. I found all of this deeply attractive and I felt deeply in love with her.

I think I would have married her very soon after we started going out but we decided to wait, we got engaged at Christmas and we decided to get married on her 19th birthday. She told me that she was a virgin and that she was not on any form of birth control. We both agreed that we would not make love until we got married. When the day of our wedding came, Sam arrived at the church and walked in with her father. I thought she looked perfect dressed in white. She was very nervous as we stood there taking our vows. She held my hand very tightly and then we kissed once the minister had completed everything. That kiss felt very warm and like a promise of what was to come. I do not remember much of the reception except that Sam looked radiant and happy.

Once the reception was over we were driven to our flat. I got undressed very quickly and climbed into bed while Sam went to the bathroom and got changed into a very simple night shirt. She climbed into bed and we put our arms around each other and we cuddled for a while. She noticed I was naked then she asked me if I wanted her to take her night shirt off, when I said "yes please", she took it off so she was naked as well. I noticed that she had no make up on, her hair was just brushed out and she had not shaved her armpits or her yoni (that is, her vaginal area for the uninitiated). She liked to wear Brut aftershave at that time so that is what she had on, combined with her natural body odour she smelt fantastic.

I caressed and fondled her. Later I found out she wore a c-cup bra, her breasts felt wonderful and full with pink nipples. Sam lay down on her back with her arms by her side, she parted her legs and she pulled me on top of her then she put her arms back by her side. I felt my chest against her breasts, my tummy against hers and my pubic hair against hers and I kissed her. My penis was very erect by this stage, we had no foreplay, I do not think either of us really knew what that meant. As my penis against her vagina I could feel that she was very damp so I just pushed my penis inside her vagina, it went in very easily, there was no resistance inside and I proceeded to move in and out of her. I kept going until I released my sperm deep inside her. As we lay there in our post-coital glow, she said that she felt a whole new world had opened up for her which I found very sweet and lovely. She later told me that her hymen had probably torn when she used tampons, I really did not mind, what was there to mind? I did not need a torn hymen to tell me that she was a virgin when we made love, her yoni felt untouched.

We both fell asleep with my penis still inside her. About an hour later we both stirred and we made love again at her bidding, she put her arms around my neck this time and we moved together a bit more, it was lovely and peaceful until I released my sperm into her vagina again, this time my sperm leaked out of her and we both laughed when she said that the bed sheets felt wet between her legs. We were both feeling hungry by this stage so we got up and walked around our flat naked and got ourselves some food. We were both naked and I thought she looked fantastic, for the first time I could see all of her.

Part 2 will be about our honeymoon - it will be worth waiting for!!